Chapter Forty-Nine: The Heart Is Dead Like a Lamp Goes Out
There are ten more monthly passes, three more today, no four more, you can only owe it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow!
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Being squatted on the shoulder by a toad and constantly sucking on the head, this feeling is really terrible!
And when he thought of having this animal who could understand human speech but couldn't speak human words, Zheng Xian felt uncomfortable, Zheng Xian belonged to the kind of person who was used to being alone, and it took a lot of effort to integrate into the sixth division of the business to accept Tong Yi, and because Tong Yi was indeed a very good partner, he was righteous and enthusiastic, and some of them were a little guilty, and he was definitely the best among his friends, Zheng Xian couldn't find a reason to reject Tong Yi. This is also the reason why Zheng Xian doesn't have any friends in the entire God Hunter Office except for Tong Yi.
And this toad is afraid that there are only disgusting people left, as soon as he thinks that he is going to be with this toad twenty-four hours a day, and it is very likely that they will be together endlessly, all his secrets will be seen by this toad, Zheng Xian can't sit still, and he can't even bear it for a minute.
Zheng Xian decided to kill the toad first no matter what.
"I said, do you hate strange smells, such as the smell of gas, the smell of toilets, or do you hate Buddha statues, gods, holy water, icebergs, snow lotuses, children's urine, or whatever?"
The toad did not make a sound.
Zheng Xian has heard of some local methods to exorcise evil spirits, such as pouring dog blood, using menstrual belts and the like, all of which are extremely disgusting methods, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a crooked and evil way, of course, there are relatively easy ones, such as going to a Buddhist temple, or going to a Taoist temple, using the heroic spirit in the Buddhist temple and Taoist temple to deter demons, or it is to make a cross and put a few cloves of garlic or something, Zheng Xian decided to start with the most orthodox method first.
Zheng first made a decision, so he put on his coat and went downstairs and walked out of the community.
There is a Taoist temple seven or eight kilometers away from Zheng Xian's residence, the building before the Ming Dynasty, it is said that Zhu Yuanzhang used to stay overnight when he was a monk, but whether it is far-fetched, Zheng Xian is not clear, now this kind of celebrity atmosphere is too heavy, why do you say a monk ran to your Taoist temple to stay overnight?
Taoist Buddhist Temple, before the collapse of the fairy world and the mortal world, should be regarded as the Hanlin Academy of immortal cultivators, it is a place for special practice, of course, there are many other sects, but they are just a flash of spring, a hundred years of time to dissipate without a trace, only this Tao and a Buddha have a long history, thousands of years of immortality, and even after the collapse of the fairy world, it still stands in the world.
Because Zheng Xian is a god-hunting warrior, he always cares about this kind of place where immortal cultivators gather at the beginning, but there are regulations in the six divisions of the business, and these god-hunting warriors are not allowed to set foot in Taoist temples or Buddhist temples with yellow marks to search for locusts. The big temple of thousands of people may not have a yellow mark, and the small temple of ten people and eight people may not have this line of yellow.
This is a mystery that makes Zheng Xian and a group of god-hunting warriors feel depressed, privately among the god-hunting warriors It is rumored that Buddhist temples and Taoist temples are the only places outside the country that are recognized by immortal cultivators in this country, that is to say, it is not illegal to practice in Taoist temples and Buddhist temples with yellow labels, but this does not mean that Zheng Xian They do not catch monks and Taoists, and the places outside the square are just Taoist temples and temples, at least Zheng Xian has not heard of people outside the square in this country, as long as they go out of the outside of the country, whether it is a bald donkey or a bull's nose, the god hunter warriors will go to catch it, and they will not be soft, and there are a few guys in the sixth division of the business who like to catch nuns with bald heads......
Zheng Xian always had a mysterious feeling about Taoist temples and temples, so the first thing Zheng Xian thought of when he bumped into evil was these two places.
Zheng Xian walked downstairs, thinking that he still had to buy a car, and it was too uncomfortable and convenient for Zheng Xian to walk and take a taxi.
Before going to the Taoist temple, Zheng Xian went to a neighborhood and got out of a taxi, and under his feet was a muddy ground that was rarely found in the center of the city.
Zheng Xian has been here twice before, and each time he is accompanied by a guy who is chattering and chattering, and that guy's mouth always has endless words, obviously he is much older than Zheng Xian, but he is quite frivolous, and he looks like Zheng Xian's younger brother.
Zheng walked down the muddy alley first.
At the beginning, Zheng Xian once asked that guy, "You are not without money, why do you still ask my mother to live in such a place? If you really don't have the money to buy a house, I will help you make it up." ”
The guy smiled and said: "My wife likes this kind of place, the poor woman is used to being poor all her life, and she doesn't dare to live in a building, and she will be dizzy when she says that she looks at it! When I retire, I will find a village chief in the countryside, settle the poor woman in the sorghum corn field, enclose more than ten acres with a wall, raise a hundred big black dogs in the yard, and a sparrow barks like thunder when it falls in the yard.
The words are still in my ears, but at this moment, Zheng Xian is the only one on this road.
Passing through the alley, the road on both sides became narrower and narrower, and the sunlight overhead was all blocked by the eaves extending on both sides, leaving only a jagged blank in the middle, and the sunlight leaked down, making the damp and cramped alley a little more warm.
The alley is so old that it doesn't fit in with the ever-changing city outside, and it's as if you've gone back more than 30 years.
Walking to the end of the alley, in front of a fairly passable brick house, an old woman sat in a dark corner in a daze, next to three or four huge and plump sauerkraut jars, which seemed to be as small as a loose clod of soil.
Although Zheng Xian has been to this alley twice, he has never seen Tong Yi's wife, and this is the first time he has seen it.
Zheng walked over to the old lady who looked like she had been hollowed out and only had a section of withering bark outside.
The white hair on her head couldn't hide the blank emptiness in the old lady's eyes, Zheng Xian had never seen a person whose heart was so dead.
Zheng Xian sat next to the old lady and did not speak, the old lady seemed to have completely cut off contact with the outside world, and she couldn't feel Zheng Xian's existence at all.
Zheng Xian didn't know how the Lu Dao aftermath team dealt with Tong Yi's death, but the result was obviously cruel to the old lady.
Zheng Xian sat with the old lady from morning to noon.
The 500,000 yuan bank card in Zheng Xian's pocket was not sent out after all, because Zheng Xian said that even if this money was added to the back with ten zeros, it would be meaningless to the old lady, just a pile of waste paper! Zheng Xian originally wanted to buy the old lady a house in the countryside with a sorghum field and corn field at the door, so that the old lady could spend her old age there, but now all these thoughts have disappeared.
Zheng Xian clearly saw that the vitality power on the old lady's body was constantly dissipating, like a balloon with hundreds of holes pierced, and there were several black things in her body that were gradually spreading, slowly dyeing the vitality power black.
A week to go. This is the end of Tong Yi's mother's birthday!
Zheng Xian didn't bother this hollow old lady too much, and he didn't think about helping this old lady get out of the haze, or even help the old lady prolong her life, as long as the vitality that Zheng Xian has now is continuously infused into the old lady, it should be able to help her maintain her vitality, and it is not a problem to prolong her life for a month or two, but it is estimated that it will be useless if she continues.
If this old lady still has the idea of survival, the time to prolong her life is not a problem, even if she can only prolong her life for a day or two, Zheng Xian will do it, but Zheng Xian said, the old lady is begging for death, when a person is trying to live, even if there are all kinds of injuries and illnesses on his body, even if those black groups are constantly spreading, but the vitality of this old lady is gray and dull, and sometimes, it is far happier to die than to live.
Others always like to impose their favorite things on others, thinking that life is good, but they don't know that some people's hearts are dead, and there are only two words left for the rest of their life - torment!
The pain of losing a child Zheng Xian was affected by experience and still can't understand it, but Zheng Xian can understand this feeling that life is better than death and praying for liberation. The heart is dead like a lamp going out, even if all the incurable diseases and all the terminal diseases in the world are cured by medicine, if the heart is dead, there is no cure!
Zheng Xian stood up and walked away slowly, the sunlight leaking from the eaves on both sides sprinkled in the middle of the road, as if a big word had been written on the ground, this word fell on the muddy swamp that had been crushed by many people and ruts, undulating like a group of mountains crowded and vibrant, but it became more and more dark and lifeless all around.
After walking a few dozen steps, Zheng Xian turned his head to glance, and the old lady in the shadows was still sitting there hollow like a dry reed pipe, as if she was no longer a creature in this world.
After Zheng Xian stayed for a while, he turned a corner and completely left the old lady in his memory.
At this time, the toad lying on Zheng Xian's shoulder suddenly croaked, Zheng Xian's slender eyes narrowed slightly, and a figure that had been lurking for an unknown amount of time rushed out of the dark corner, and the air trembled with the humming sound of the saw-like streamer serrated knife teeth that Zheng Xian was familiar with.
God Hunter Warrior!
Looking at the extremely tricky and sudden appearance of the sword, Zheng Xian's shock in his heart was beyond measure.
The Hunter Warrior came to kill him?
Could it be that his identity as an immortal cultivator has been exposed?
How exactly was it exposed?
Once he becomes the target of the God Hunter Warrior, Zheng Xian has too many things to give up, which means that Zheng Xian will enter a state of exile and escape from now on, Zheng Xian has come out of exile step by step, and he knows too well how bitter those days are, and a bag of rock candy can't alleviate it!
And Zheng Xian knows too well that once he is locked by the God Hunter Warrior, there is simply nowhere to escape, and the dense cameras will become the biggest nightmare in Zheng Xian's life every day in the future.