Chapter 18 The One Who Is Hated
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"There are three ghost kings, three factions, the Law Enforcement Temple, the Guiding Temple, and the Divine Ghost Camp in the entire Ghost Gate. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoYangguan Road is the only way for the living to enter the underworld, and it is under the jurisdiction of the temple, and of course the dead are the people who lead the temple. You say, how did they die?"
Beidou nodded: "I see, what is the ghost camp for?"
"An organization needs money to function, and it is an institution made for money. Specifically, you will know after you touch it. ”
The old man put his hands behind his back, paced back and forth, and then said, "Take advantage of the calm before the storm and prepare more." ”
"Hmm. ”
Fu Qianshan came back, he understood the market, and it was not the same as what the old man said, so the deal was reached, which was two thousand copper coins.
The old man left, and Fu Qianshan asked, "What are you going to eat tonight?"
Beidou said, casually, so Fu Qianshan went out with great interest.
What Beidou thinks about most now is to eat and drink. Waiting, the day the injury heals.
It would be nice if life could go on so simply.
The one who came to Beidou was his messenger. The messenger said, "In two days, I will take you to a place and train you, so that you will not have to come back here." ”
Although Beidou was prepared, he was still surprised and asked, "Two days?"
The messenger looked out the window, his tone was very heavy, and said: "The situation in this mountain village is far more urgent than what you see, the sea seems to be calm, and the depths are already turbulent. Even I couldn't live in fear. This kind of moment, more than half a day's training, may give you more of a chance to breathe in the next storm, this opportunity, do you want to?"
"Yes. ”
"That's good. ”
"What about me?" Fu Qianshan asked.
"You ....." The messenger, who coughed twice, continued: "This ...... , you are here to recuperate, and when the injury is healed, you have your own arrangements. ”
Fu Qianshan's expression suddenly became very strange.
The messenger was gone, the air was slightly fermented with a sadness, and time seemed to pass faster.
On the dinner table that night, there were four more bottles of soju the size of a fist.
The next day, too, slipped through the fingers.
In the early morning of the agreed day, Beidou was about to go out, looked back at Fu Qianshan, and was about to wave goodbye, stopping with a laugh and scolding: "Young mother-in-law, get out!"
This day is an unforgettable day for Beidou, even after a hundred years, today's is still so unforgettable!
What is the abyss? What is despair?
The messenger led Beidou to a camp where he had left the village. Place is big and full of facilities. Passing by the playground, an instructor whipped twenty students behind him, the whip was covered with thorns, each snap, very heavy, and fell on the last person in the line, there were already four blood marks that had been drawn, and a little blood flower was carried up by the thorns, dancing in the air.
Beidou was taken to a room, and just by seeing it clearly, Beidou had a feeling of being retired.
What is this?
Surgical scissors, vascular forceps, surgical forceps, and many extremely subtle surgical tools that Beidou cannot recognize, and there are more than five models of each tool from small to large.
The instinct of life is cathartic in the heart, resisting this cold instrument, this is called fear, this is despair.
The surgeon walked up to Beidou, put his face close to Beidou's ear, leaned down, stared at Beidou with his snake-like eyes, and said, "It won't be long." ”
Beidou couldn't remember how he got on the operating table, and how he got off the operating table, the only thing that still had a vague impression was that after the whole body was anesthetized, there was only a touch left on his face, as if something had been peeled off and what was filled into this skin.
This feeling, this kind of memory, just a little touch, makes Beidou fall into an emotion.
ps: The baby has bitterness in his heart, and he can't say it.
The face in front of the mirror, pale, gloomy, with extremely uncoordinated muscles falling, no blood, no trace of life. And most importantly, it's not his face anymore!
It turned out that the faces of so many people in the village, the faces like ghosts, came from this way.
Suddenly, the sky is so dark that it can't be dark, the world has lost a trace of light, and even if one day we can go back to our hometown, how can we recognize each other with such a face? Even if we can clearly tell the cause and effect and the memories of the past, how can we see people with such a face? If we can't see people, isn't it like a ghost?
What a ghost!
It turns out that I am no longer human!
Beidou's fingers slowly touched his face, he tried to find out what was wrong, if the skin on his face felt slightly different from normal skin, and if this face could still be torn off!
However, the face was firmly imprinted there, not moving, as if it were his.
Beidou suddenly tore it off with all his might, opened and closed his mouth, and wanted to get this fake skin bag off alive, no matter what method he used, even if there was only one scar full of blood in the end, as if it had been burned by fire and his face was like carbon, it would not hurt!
The two of them grabbed Beidou's two hands, he struggled, he couldn't remember how long his throat was trembling, the world seemed to have lost its voice, he couldn't hear anything, only indulged in his own world, he seemed to fall into the abyss, endlessly.
A voice rang out, "Can you clean up?"
Everything in front of Beidou suddenly darkened, and the last scene he saw was a person lying on the operating table, that person had a face, but no face, flesh and blood, and no skin.
And in a jar of water, there is a face floating, like him once was.
A few times the moon rose and the stars were twilight, Beidou had already woken up, but he didn't want to think about it yet, he looked at the ceiling, and only thought he was dead.
When the mind tends to stagnate, the body's instincts will gradually become entrenched in the brain, for example, at this time.
Beidou is hungry and his stomach is rumbling.
What I thought in my heart was to lie down like this until the end, but I was hungry, and I was really a little wronged.
It's awkward!
Beidou still got up little by little, he looked at the door, he didn't know what was outside, but the smell of rice was wafting.
The moment I reached out to open the door, the door opened by itself!
The first thing I saw was a cat-faced mask, which covered half a purple and blue bow, then two ponytails, and an imperial green bracelet with a dragon lying down, the clothes were wood-burning for cooking, and the cloth clothes of the peasant family, this was a girl! The girl was more than half a head shorter than Beidou, and Beidou naturally lost his vigilance, and the strangeness and uneasiness of being in a different place.
Women are a very rare category of people here. Beidou lost his mind for a moment, this should be a hell, a hell that doesn't see the light of day!
Beidou first realized that it was a girl in front of him, and then noticed that the bowl in the girl's hand contained rice, meat, eggplant, and potatoes.
Beidou suddenly didn't know what to do, and he just moved the idea of hunger strike, and now he .......
"I'm hungry, eat. The girl's voice is like an empty valley orchid, and the words are beautiful in the ears, and in this treacherous place, it is warmer than the sun.
Beidou took the bowl and lightly touched the girl's fingertips, her fingertips were very cold, and in such an instant, the coldness was transmitted to Beidou's skin.
It's really cold, Beidou is surprised, why is a girl's hand so cold?
Beidou looked at the hands, even if it had been taken back, a pair of white and delicate hands, but these hands had an innumerable charm, this charm can be called sick, this is a sick girl.
It wasn't until the girl retracted her hand behind her back that Beidou came back to her senses, gaffe, a little gaffe!
The taste of the meal is good, the ingredients are good, it can even be said to be very good, much better than eating at home in Candlefire City, but the only thing that feels awkward is that the girl is watching.
Beidou flashed a thought, does he look particularly ugly when he eats?
Fang Cai is still struggling with whether to die or live, what do you want to eat now, the question of whether you are a gentleman or not?
That's it, an emotion, like a broken jar, Beidou plunged into the rice bowl, gobbling it up, but his mind was still behind the cat-faced mask, but he was staring at the dishes in the rice bowl.
The girl sneered, and Beidou put down the bowl and looked up.
The girl laughed, "Can you eat properly? It's all rice." She said, going to get the rice on Beidou's face.
Beidou was shocked by the girl's bold move, and asked in a very low and deep and lost tone: "Aren't you afraid of me with this face of mine..... you?"
"People here are like that. ”
After listening to this, Beidou felt an emotion brewing in his heart, he suddenly felt that the girl was very pitiful, and there was also a nameless fire, and asked, "Are you too?"
"No, I didn't put a knife on my face. ”
The heavy feeling in Beidou's heart disappeared.
The door was pushed open again, and this time there was a man in a gray-black vest, his shoulders were broad, and his biceps were extraordinarily thick, and he stood there like a wall. The door was a little narrow for him, and a little clumsy when he came in, and his husband was stunned for a moment, and said in the softest voice possible, "Miss, why are you here?" His voice was very jerky, and he was obviously not accustomed to greeting people in this tone.
The girl walked out as she spoke, and said, "I'm bored, so I'll go out for a walk." She walked past the man and left.
After the girl left, the man's voice returned to its usual wildness, sneered twice, and said, "Your luck is really bad, because, I'm starting to hate you." ”
Beidou was carried out by men.
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