Listening to the fat jailer's howl, my head "buzzed", and then it went blank.

I stayed there, my whole body floating and almost unsteady.

The fat jailer was still nervously nagging: "I'm going to cut off my head!" It's going to be beheaded! ”

His voice was like a sharp knife that stabbed me in the air.

I felt my whole body convulse, and the pain made me realize how terrible it was to face death.

In fact, I am not afraid of death, but because I am worried about Du Sanniang in my heart, I am full of boundless fear of death.

Because I know that maybe if I die in this life, I will never be as lucky as I was when I died in my previous life.

At the beginning, the pity of the old moon gave me a life that was hard to find.

Even if it's just a small hope, it's the greatest gift to me.

But now?

If I die like this, won't I be ruining the mercy of the old moon?

I felt the world spinning, like a desperate wolf, mooing in the desert of death, but not making a sound.

I could only scream desperately at myself.

Sanniang, Sanniang, what should I do?

I only feel that I am suffering from the exhaustion of the earth and the earth every day, and I am powerless to struggle anymore.

At that moment, I suddenly hated it.

Hatred, the injustice of God, the injustice of the world, and the indifference of human feelings.

The tomb god said that he would teach me to rob the tomb, so that I could find my Du Sanniang faster.

But he died suddenly!

Ai Xiao said that he wanted to help me, and he said that he would give up everything and let me get out of here.

However, he suddenly disappeared.

"You're all liars, big liars!"

I burst out laughing maniacally, and laughed all over the world.

The jailer was startled by my distortion and yelled fiercely, "Are you fucking going to die? Such a crazy scream? I'm not afraid to scare people to death! ”

The fat jailer knelt on the ground, weeping and kowtowing incessantly, still muttering something in his mouth.

I don't know if it was because his cold and ruthless heart was infected by my words, and he even lamented something he had never felt before: "What a pity! What a wretched man! ”

He spent most of his life in this prison.

He'd seen a lot of lives disappear from here, but he never felt a trace of sympathy.

Today he felt compassion for a tomb robber, which made him feel very incredible.

The later jailer was also shocked by his otherworldly behavior, glared at the fat jailer and said repeatedly: "Crazy, all crazy!" ”

Then he shoved me violently, with more disgust in his eyes, and shouted, "Go quickly, go quickly, don't try to play tricks and not leave." ”

I'm going to be in a daze and ignore him.

The jailer was so angry that he raised the iron rod in his hand and tried to beat me, but he didn't know what to fear, but he struck the iron fence next to him with a loud "thump".

The sound echoed and drifted around the cell.

The fat jailer kept kowtowing until the echo stopped, and I was pushed out by the jailer scolding.

They are on the left and on the right, like the faces of the underworld, and their faces are so vicious and terrifying.

In fact, what is the difference between some people in this world and these bulls and horses?

It's just that their hypocritical countenance hides his true nature.

My wanton catharsis made my excited emotions gradually calm down.

I think.

Isn't it just death?

Even if I die, even if I give up a reincarnation, I will wake up Du Sanniang.

Nothing can hinder or shake my resolve.

I believe.

The cloudy day after the rain, with a hint of freshness, flows gently among the lush flowers and leaves.

It's cool and silky.

When passing through the backyard of the Yamen, a piece of green tiles and red walls are impressively visible, during which the mountains and rivers are covered, and the quiet is more elegant, what a beautiful courtyard.

When I first went to the court, I didn't seem to realize that there was such a beautiful source in the yamen.

I don't know how much blood and sweat has accumulated in this vain beauty, but who can see it?

On the contrary, there is no one who can live there.

I think of the master tomb god.

The life of the tomb god is certainly a legend, but it must also be a tragedy.

And me?

Isn't it true that searching for a legend can only end up being a legend?

In a trance, I finally came to the lobby of the yamen.

Solemn, solemn, cold, and ruthless.

Under the "mirror hanging", it seems so abrupt.

Qian Zhifu was still sitting on his solid high position, and when his dim pair of small eyes saw me, it was as if he had seen a gold ingot, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

A cloudy greed flooded his pale pupils.

What kind of eyes are these?

I don't see it.

All the rituals and rhythms that should have been in Qian Zhifu's astonishing hall suddenly became deathly silent.

Governor Qian stretched his slender neck, as if he wanted to come to me.

He licked his dried lips and asked me in a rich tone, "You...... Can...... Guilty? ”

I never looked at death as if I were at home, shook my head, and replied coldly: "I don't know! ”

Governor Qian asked again: "Then don't you regret it?" ”

He asked me the same question last time, but I found that his expression and tone were definitely different from last time.

I didn't have the strength to judge, but I still replied with the same sentence: "I will never regret it!" ”

He asked ambiguously, and I answered firmly.

Obviously, Qian Zhifu didn't expect that the thin "young tomb robber" in front of him would be so stubborn.

He pursed the corners of his lips, and he was not angry, but he threw out a strange sentence: "Ya, it's so hurtful!" ”

I was stunned for a moment, looking at him, a little surprised.

Even the officials who were obsessed with evil on the side looked at each other, none of them had ever heard that the Qian Governor would say such emotional words on such an occasion, and they were still a little uncomfortable for a while.

Governor Qian blinked again, the corners of his mouth rose, and he said with a dog's smile: "Just an angry attitude towards you, it is enough to cut off your head ten times and eight times!" ”

I smiled indifferently, and there was no fear of color.

Qian Zhifu laughed dryly, his eyes rolled twice, and his voice was much louder: "If I ask you one last time, do you regret it later?" If you regret it, I can leave you alive! ”

Only by living can there be hope.

Wouldn't it be a pity if he died, and everything was gone?

Qian Zhifu's implied sentence deeply touched my heart like spring breeze and rain, but it only trembled in my heart for a moment, and then it stopped.

I thought to myself.

If I regret it, doesn't it mean that I also regret my determination to Du Sanniang?

I thought and hesitated.

Why is it that with such a sentence, the Qian Governor is willing to let me live?

Don't......

I looked up at him, and suddenly found a flash of urgency in the little eyes of the Qian Governor.

What does he urgently need?

Desperate to see my regrets?

I was startled, and suddenly thought of someone coming.

No, it shouldn't be a person, but a demon.

Only the evil snake demon would have so desperately wanted me to regret it.

Only if I regret it, he will take advantage of me.

Could it be that he is a snake demon?

I took a breath of cold air, shook my body, and strengthened my resolve even more: "I tell you, I will never regret it, never!" ”

After I finished speaking, I only thought that Qian Zhifu's face must be angry and dead, but unexpectedly, Qian Zhifu didn't look angry at all.

He just stood up stupidly, as if it was too boring, and then he laughed a few times with his own feelings, and the treacherous slippery that he wanted to leave was revealed.

Then he waved his hand: "Hopeless, hopeless, just pull it to the back hall and cut it!" ”

The officials were stunned for a moment, thinking that they had misheard.

The beheading should go to the execution ground, but how can it go to the back hall?

Qian Zhifu snorted: "Grandma is a bear, are you deaf?" Pull it to the back hall and cut it! ”

Only then did the official clumsily grab it, set it up, and rushed to the back hall with me in the clouds.

The back hall and the execution ground, for me, there seems to be no difference between a dog and a white cloud.

It's just a death.

But the strange behavior of the Qian Governor's Mansion suddenly made me suspicious.

Enter the back hall through the side door of the lobby and pass through a hallway with blooming flowers on both sides.

It's the kind of Ezhi orchid with beautiful purple flowers.

Of course, there are also flowers with aliases, which are dotted and more uniquely elegant.

It's unbelievable that a vulgar person like Qian Zhifu loves flowers.

I glanced at the flowers, and I was even more shocked.

Sure enough, when he saw the snake demon in his previous life, he was lying quietly in the flowers, and now he has imagined a human form, so he can't help but have the habit of loving flowers.

He wants to kill me, not to the execution ground, but to bring me to the back hall, what does he want to do?

He didn't get me in his previous life, so he can't let me go in this life?

The more I thought about it, the more shocked I became.

Damn snake demon, you let Du Sanniang sleep underground, and she will never wake up, don't you just want me to regret it?

My heart was filled with grief and indignation, and a strong hatred burned in my heart like a fire.

At the end of the corridor is the living room in the back hall, although it is not very spacious, but the window is bright and quiet, and there is also a quiet environment.

There was no one inside, quietly with a hint of unease.

With a gentle push, the two officials pushed me into the hall.

With the sound of a "bang", the door seemed to cut me off from the world.

I stood firm and glanced at the decoration in the hall, clean with simplicity, the main hall is a calligraphy and painting of unknown people, the handwriting is rigorous, the painting is leisurely, and the ingenious matching.

At the four corners of the hall are a large pot of bright flowers and trees, and the emerald green leaves reveal a kind of brittle tenderness that lacks sunlight.

If it weren't for the fact that I learned from the tomb god what kind of person Qian Zhifu was, it would be hard for me to imagine that he would be the owner of this living room.

However, the more such people are, the more they tend to be vassal.

Even if it is vulgar and shocking, it must be dazzling.

I was secretly amused, and my eyes fell on a porcelain pot on the table, and I didn't realize that my heart moved.

I stepped forward and gently pushed it with my hand, and the porcelain pot immediately fell to the ground and shattered.

The crisp cracking sound broke the silence for a moment, and it was heard far away, but it seemed to startle anyone.

I don't care about anything anymore, the wolves come and go, and I still have to face what I have to face.

Without hesitation, I gently pinched a long, sharp porcelain blade in the palm of my hand.

Then, I stood behind the door and waited quietly.

Those who want to come in, time is not refused, and they will come in eventually.

I can't save Du Sanniang, and before I die, I will kill that damn snake demon to avenge Du Sanniang.

About half a cup of tea, the sound of footsteps finally came from far and near.

I turned sideways, and as soon as the door opened, I would not hesitate to pierce the porcelain piece in my hand.

The sound of footsteps came to the door and paused, and a heavy breathing sound came through the door.

I knew that the basilisk had a keen sense of hearing, so I held my breath, and the nervousness made me tremble slightly.

The door creaked and finally opened.

A person flashed in with the faint scent of flowers.

The moment this person pushed open the door, he called out at the same time: "Yu'er! ”

Unfortunately, I didn't hear his call in a hurry, and the porcelain piece in my hand stabbed this man's body fiercely.

Although I am only a teenager, I have been stumbling through these years of tomb robbing, which has given me a certain amount of arm strength.

This person instinctively blocked his hand, and the sharp porcelain piece made a "whoosh" sound.

Whisper.

Porcelain shards had pierced into his arm.

This person let out a "sigh" and pushed me to the ground with a backhand.

Then he jumped out and complained loudly: "Qian Dabao, you fucking bastard, are you trying to murder me or what?!" ”

Not far away, there was a panicked voice from Qian Dabao, the prefect of Qian's mansion: "Brother Yan, what's wrong?" What's wrong? ”

The man was so angry that he yelled angrily, "What the fuck, why is there someone in there who wants to kill me?" ”

Qian Zhifu ran over in a panic and said repeatedly: "Brother Yan, you misunderstood, how dare I murder you!" ”

The man was furious: "If she didn't murder me, then how could she stab me with a knife?" Tell me, did you lie to me? ”

Governor Qian shouted again and again, saying, "No, no, how can I lie to you?" I've looked closely, she's definitely your daughter, and she can't be wrong! ”

The man snorted heavily, and said, "Hmph, you are so cruel at such a young age! ”

Qian Zhifu played a round and said with a smile: "Brother Yan is angry, Brother Yan is angry, isn't this a girl she doesn't know, if she knows that you are here, I am afraid that I will be more than happy, how can I stab you!" Come on, come on, let's go in together. ”

I was taken aback when I heard this, and my face turned pale for a moment.

Because at this time, I also heard that this person's voice turned out to be my father's voice.

Although it has been more than five years since the day I left home, and the years have blossomed, maybe everything has become indifferent and cold, but as long as I hear my father's voice, I believe I can still hear it.

It's just strange, how could Daddy suddenly appear here?