Chapter Thirty-Seven: Mistaking Marriage in a Past Life
The ring is simple, silver, with a small, somewhat pitiful diamond set on it.
"Qiao Li, wake up!"
I woke up in a violent shaking, and I gasped for air, as if my breath had been still.
When I opened my eyes, I saw Ronner looking at me anxiously, his hand on my shoulder. "I'm fine!" Instead, I looked at the frail male ghost.
He sat limply in the corner, his face seemed to have been burned by fire, and he couldn't see his facial features clearly, but I still knew that this male ghost was the Yuan Ji I saw in the door just now, and I also knew why he was holding on to Xiaojuan!
Because Xiaojuan looks too similar to that Xiaoyun!
"She's not Xiaoyun, you let her go!" I spoke slowly.
When Yuan Ji heard the name Xiaoyun, he suddenly froze like a lightning strike.
"I know you didn't mean to, I hope you ......can put it down," I said lightly.
Motoyoshi's eyes went up, and he looked at me with an unyielding look. "She's Xiaoyun!"
"Okay, if she is Xiaoyun, are you willing to hurt her? Can't you see what she's being tortured by you now? "I don't know what love is, but at least I don't think they are in love, he obviously looks infatuated, but he doesn't know that it's because of his infatuation that he hurts the person he loves the most!
Yuanji's eyes immediately drifted, and he was in a state of self-reflection.
I glanced at Ronna beside me, "Can you send him away, don't let him wander!" ”
"Yes!" Ronna didn't disappoint me and gave me a determined look. Then the incantation was quickly recited in his mouth, "The Great Dao is invisible, the world is born, the Great Dao is ruthless, the sun and the moon are ......" Long Na's lips closed quickly.
I don't know what incantation he was chanting, but I felt a gust of wind blowing through the room, even the entire building. I felt like my feet were shaking, like an earthquake.
Suddenly!
The air was filled with a white mist, and the sound of heavy footsteps came from far and near, accompanied by the "clanging" sound of chains hitting each other.
It was no longer the cramped room we had just had, we were in what resembled a wilderness.
Ronna continued to chant the mantra, "Descend to the end of the world, and give birth to all things." The source of turbidity for the pure, the foundation of the static for the moving......"
In the distance, two tall figures appeared in the white mist, I don't know what kind of oppression they were in, I didn't dare to look at it, I just felt that the closer they were, the heavier my heart became.
"Li Yuanji, come with us!" A low, muffled voice was heard......
Then there was a rattling of chains, as if someone had been handcuffed to the bracelet and anklet, and as the sound became farther and farther away, I dared to slowly look up.
In the thick fog, three figures appeared, two tall figures one left and one right, and in the middle was Yuanji's figure, his hands and feet were tied, and he walked forward with great difficulty!
Whew, as if something had sucked the fog away, Ronna and I were still standing in the small room.
There is no coldness I felt before, and there is no sense of oppression, and I feel that my whole person is relaxed.
"Was that bull-headed horse noodles just now?" I was afraid that I had just been dazzled, so I turned to the professional - Ronna.
"Well, a ghost like him who has been wandering in the world for a long time needs a yin difference of the level of bull head and horse face to attract souls, that Yuan Ji shouldn't be too good when he gets down, although he hasn't hurt people's lives yet, but torture is indispensable waiting for him!"
Those who didn't harm people's lives had to be tortured, so why wasn't someone like Sister Quan Ying taken away by Niu Tou and Ma Mian?
"Little Taoist, if there is a dead soul who has killed someone, but she sincerely repents! Is it possible that he was not carried away by the bull head and horse face, but went towards a ray of golden light? "What I experienced just now is different from what I've seen before, and I really can't explain it. Both of them are what I have seen with my own eyes, can they also be different from "ghosts"?
"It makes sense that the situation you're talking about shouldn't be possible, unless ......"
"Unless what?"
"Unless someone else is doing a trick on the side!" Ronna flicked his fingers, feeling struck by his ingenuity.
But I don't understand, who would do such a thing? At that time, I was the only one who could see it, and if Sister Quan Ying was worried that the whole team would know and be sad and sad, I would have made such a trick, I would have understood it. But the whole team couldn't see it at all, and everything he knew was conveyed to him through my narrative. Sister Quan Ying doesn't have to go to great lengths to do this!
Don't? Is it Buchen? He's worried about me?
In front of me, Buchen's kindness to me when I was a cat, and my indifference after I recovered my body, casually denied my conjecture. I'm just for his amusement in his spare time, how can he estimate my feelings? If he really estimated my feelings, how could he let me be a cat for so long......
"Xiaolong, how's it going?" Downstairs, Boss Li probed his brain and shouted softly.
"Boss, it's okay, when I clean up the room briefly, I can let Sister Xiaojuan come up!" Ronna answered as he stood beside me.
"Qiao Li, I thank you very much, your hands are okay, right?" Ronna gestured to the hand he had cut for me.
I looked down at the wound that had stopped, "I'm fine, I'm not going to clean it for you." Work hard here in the future, I believe that Boss Li will treat you well! I said to Ronna lightly.
I feel tired, really tired, and I want to leave again!
"Then if you eat noodles in the future, they will be counted as mine. I invite you! Ronna was smirking innocently, he really was the most innocent man I have ever met, just as clean as he looked! Righteousness!
When I saw Boss Li and Xiaojuan downstairs, they kept thanking me, but I didn't know what I had done for them, so I left the small noodle shop after a few simple greetings.
It was dawn, but gray. There are already people sweeping the ground of the street, making a "rustling" sound. But it still feels quiet and quiet......
I was really tired, not only physically but also mentally......
When I returned to the dormitory, Manting was still sleeping, and I was a little surprised by the extra books of basic professional courses next to her pillow. She's never been one to cramble before an exam, she says everything is okay.
It's just that I don't have that much energy to estimate these now, so I took off the red cloak and coat on my body, didn't wash my face, fell down on the bed, and fell asleep......
"Hate me?"
"I hate you to death!"
"Then how can you not hate me?"