Chapter 47: The End of the Play (12)
Zhang Dashuai's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he was already crazy at this moment.
The old class master said: "Back then, you were often bullied, but the master saw that you were pitiful, took you into the door, and became a playwright, you are talented, you learn everything quickly, and you are also willing to endure hardships, and it took less than a month to be able to play on stage."
The master often told us that the future opera troupe would count on you, but you ......"
Zhang Dashuai couldn't listen anymore, and shouted vigorously: "Enough, don't say it anymore." What about my talent? What if I endure hardships and stand hard work? In the end, the master didn't marry Shumei to you, because he thought I was a wild seed all along.
He thinks so, so do you, and the whole troupe thinks so. ”
"Senior brother, things are not what you think, we ......"
Zhang Dashuai didn't give the old class master a chance to explain at all, and roared: "Enough, don't say it again, damn it, all deserve to die, you all deserve to die." ”
While the two were talking, the Soul Sword had stopped growing, and the red qi around the sword body was gradually disappearing, and Zhang Dashuai shouted angrily: "It's mine, no one wants to take it away." ”
I saw that the time was ripe, so I bit my finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and threw it towards the Soul Sword.
It's good to be ahead of Zhang Dashuai, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.
Zhang Dashuai saw that his plan for many years had failed, and he was so angry that he was unwilling, and still reached out to grab the Soul Sword.
With my blood on the Soul Sword, I am its owner, and if someone touches it, it will send out an electric current to devour the other party, ejecting the other party several meters away.
Zhang Dashuai, who was thrown away, quietly watched the Soul Sword fly into my hand, he wanted to stand up hard, but his injuries were too serious, and he had no strength after a few struggles.
"Why? Why? I've given everything for it all these years, but in the end it's not mine. ”
Zhang Dashuai looked up to the sky and roared, and said sadly: "Why does God always like to play tricks on people, it was like this thirty years ago, and it is still like this thirty years later, is God targeting me, or should I not live in this world." ”
After speaking, Zhang Dashuai knelt on the ground on his knees, and his eyes gradually lost color. Images from more than thirty years ago come to mind.
"Senior brother, junior brother, you two hurry up, hehe!"
A girl with two big braids said with a smile that she was Zhang Wu and Liu Qian's younger sister - Shumei.
Liu Jian and Zhang Wu both have a good impression of her, while Shumei is more inclined to Zhang Wu.
The relationship between the three of them has been stiff all the time, and no one has said anything.
"Slow down, junior sister, Xiao Wuzi, stop, I have something to tell you."
Zhang Wu Bazabaza looked at the figure, pointed to Shumei's distant figure and said, "Senior brother, what's the matter?" Say it! The younger sisters have already gone away. ”
Liu Jian sensed from his words that Zhang Wu also had a good impression of Shumei, and he knew that he couldn't compare to Zhang Wu, so he didn't ask that question, but just said casually: "Oh, it's okay, I want to tell you to be careful of your step." ”
Zhang Wu smiled heartily and quickly chased after him.
"Ahem! Ahem! ”
Seeing that her father was coughing badly, Shumei stepped forward and patted her back lightly and said, "Dad, why are you coughing again?" ”
Shumei's father stuffed the tobacco into the cigarette bottle, and Liu hurriedly stepped forward to strike a match and help him light it.
"Horn, Horn, cough! Cough! ”
Before he could take a few puffs, Shumei's father began to cough violently again, Shumei first glanced at Liu Qian, and then said in a reproachful tone: "Dad, since you are coughing so badly, you should smoke less!" ”
Shumei's father gasped and said, "It's okay, Dad is old, I asked you two to come today to tell you about Shumei's marriage." ”
Zhang Wu, who was outside the door, happened to hear this, and he thought that the master had married his junior sister to Liu Qian, so he ran away from home angrily, and there has been no whereabouts since.
Shumei hesitated for a long time before saying, "Dad, I have always regarded Liu Jian as my own brother, and I have someone I like." ”
Shumei's father sighed: "Do you like Zhang Wu's kid?" ”
Shumei nodded shyly, Liu Jian saw this, in order to hide his embarrassment, he stepped forward and said: "Master, I have been taking Shumei as my sister all these years, I really haven't thought about anything else, since she likes her junior brother, why don't you fulfill them!" ”
Shumei's father was very relieved to see the sensible Liu Qian, so he asked him to bring Zhang Wu over and discuss.
Liu searched everywhere, but he didn't find Zhang Wu.
Zhang Wu, who ran out, was indignant, secretly lamenting the unfair fate of the world, and secretly swore in his heart: He will definitely get ahead in the future, and he will be ashamed.
The old class master saw that Zhang Dashuai was still obsessed, so he told him everything that happened thirty years ago.
Zhang Dashuai heard tears in the corners of his eyes, and the blood in his mouth flowed out, he looked at the old class master and said with difficulty: "Master...... Senior brother, I, I'm so stupid, retribution...... Retribution is coming. ”
After saying that, he slowly closed his eyes and died on his knees.
The old class leader sighed and said, "Heavenly reincarnation, who has the heavens spared?" ”
Then the old head of the class said to me: "Girl, since the Soul Sword has recognized you as the master, you can keep it by your side, but I still have a request, I don't know ......"
I arched my hand and said, "You are too polite, if you have any orders, you can just say it directly, and the juniors will obey it." ”
The old head of the squad pointed to a few people lying on the ground and said, "He Yi and Zhang Wu are both people with a hard life, they both have the same experience, and I hope that the girl can bury them regardless of their previous suspicions." ”
I didn't even think about it, I agreed directly, the old class master was very pleased, and said before leaving: "I believe that the soul sword will be able to play its real role in the hands of the girl, get rid of evil demons, punish evil ghosts, and it will depend on you in the future." ”
After speaking, the old squad leader led a group of ghosts to the outside of the house, and those soldiers outside the house had seen ghosts, and they were already so frightened that they ran around and couldn't find a trace.
I looked at the people who died tragically in the house, although Shen Tao was full of evil, but he loved his daughter so much that he didn't even have a chance to be reincarnated.
Only then did I realize that there was also a weak ghost caressing He Yi's face.
I slapped my head and said to myself, "Tsk, why did you forget her." ”
"Shen Mingxue, He Yi's ghost can't come out, I think it's better to bury it!"
I don't want to disturb the atmosphere, but time doesn't allow it! The chicken has already crowed twice, and if it crows a third time, Shen Mingxue will be disillusioned if he doesn't leave.
Shen Mingxue burst into tears and cried: "The king is in tears, and the concubine is in tears."
The concentric knot of the Luo belt has not been completed, and the tide of the river has been flattened. ”
After I heard this, I didn't dissuade her anymore, I could only watch Shen Mingxue disappear in front of me little by little.
It wasn't until Shen Mingxue completely disappeared that I sighed: "Love makes people want to die, they don't cherish it, and they can't get it." ”
Qingde, who was on the side, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don't sigh, there are so many corpses!" Hurry up and bury it! ”
I snapped my hands and said, "Work." ”