Chapter 120 Qinghong sends lovesickness and looks forward to meeting you again

After feeling this feeling, Xing Xinman's eyes began to burst into tears, and she directly pushed Wang Yan away, and the decoction in the bowl also spilled a little, "Why are you so good? Why are you so good to me? Am I worthy of you being so good to me?"

Why, on what basis, is it worth it.

She was asking Wang Yan, and she was also asking himself, is such a self really worthy of Wang Yan being so good to her?

She couldn't find any reason that could make Wang Yan treat her well, but Wang Yan treated her like this. Is there a reason? Is there really a good thing in the world for no reason?

She couldn't help but think that the reason why Wang Yan followed her was really just to make her stop killing people? Could it be that the environment she was in was really just an illusory existence? She still couldn't believe it, couldn't accept it.

Wang Yan still can't adapt to this situation, he can't give Xing Xinman the answer he wants, he just thinks that as a weak woman, she should be taken care of by a man, which is a natural thing, and he doesn't need a reason at all, and he has the ability to take care of others now.

Wang Yan was silent for a while, but stubbornly scooped out a spoonful of decoction and put it in front of Xing Xinman.

The breeze blew through the two, and an indescribable emotion arose between the two, like two lovers waiting for who would admit their mistakes first. They also waited for each other to speak, but the other party didn't want to speak, so it was a stalemate.

In the end, Xing Xinman moved first and drank the already cold decoction in the wooden spoon into his mouth. This warmth is not easy to come by, how can I push it away at will and enjoy it silently, even if the man in front of me has any reason or thought, can it be worse than her previous life experience?

Yes, Xing Xinman's previous life was bad enough, so it can't be worse, at most, it's just to return to the same life as before, what is there to worry about.

Wang Yan felt that the temperature of the decoction in the bowl was already cold, and it was not suitable for the patient to drink, "The decoction is cold, I'll go and heat it up for you again, it's not good to drink too cold." ”

Just as he was about to turn around, he felt that someone grabbed his wrist, which was Xing Xinman's hand, full of warmth.

"No, the cold decoction is not bitter, I like to drink it. ”

Wang Yan had no choice but to scoop up the decoction again and hand it out, "Before I came here, I often fed my sister medicine, just like now, but I don't know if she likes to drink cold or hot, every time I will feed her half-warm." ”

"I didn't expect you to have a sister, your sister is also injured and needs your medicine. Then your sister is injured, why are you still here, then she has no one to take care of her. Xing Xinman became interested in Wang Yan's sister, and she must be very happy to have such a person as her brother.

"There are still people to take care of, I came this time for my sister, only if I get the ninth-layer Buddha beads, I can ask the holy monk to go out of the temple to treat my sister. Wang Yan has never forgotten what he broke into the pagoda for, he has been working hard to pass the trials on each floor, just like he is working hard to influence Xing Xinman now.

"The ninth floor? What level are you on now, and what level is the world I live in? Wang Yan's words were so natural that Xing Xinman didn't feel a trace of surprise, maybe what Wang Yan said had always been true, which made her shake her thoughts about the world she was in, and she still doubted whether the world she was in was a false existence.

"This is the fourth floor, so I still have a long way to go. Wang Yan always thought that the trial of the pagoda would be the same as the forbidden land of the dragon clan, and his strength would have a greater chance of passing, but Wang Yan was wrong, each layer of the pagoda tested something different, but they were all and strengthless, and the test was actually the heart, the state of mind, so Wang Yan had a very difficult time in the first two floors, including this layer, and he still didn't have any good way to persuade Xing Xinman to be good.

But he didn't know that Xing Xinman's state of mind had been changed by her little by little.

It was late at night, Wang Yan stepped on the bright moonlight and walked out of the cave, Xing Xinman's decoction and roasted pheasants were gone, and he needed to go out to look for them again.

Seeing the back of Wang Yan leaving, Xing Xinman thought again that if the place she was in was illusory, then there must be someone who created it, and that person must be watching all this, so she began to pray in her heart, hoping that the creator of this world could meet her, she had a lot of questions to ask.

It seemed that someone heard her prayer, and a voice appeared in her head, which was the same voice as the trial task issued to Wang Yan before.

"Do you have anything to do with me?"

Xing Xinman immediately sat up with the body that was lying down, and then knelt down, this voice is the creator of this world, in her heart is the existence of the creator, is the god, so she bowed down devoutly. It wasn't until this moment that she fully believed what Wang Yan said, the world she was in was really just one layer in the tower, and Wang Yan was really just an outsider.

"I have a question for me?" Xing Xinman's voice was calm, but she was still a little trembling, and she could still see the shock this person brought her.

"Just ask. The voice was thick and cold.

"Is the world I live in really just an imaginary existence? including me, including everything I've been through. Xing Xinman said the doubts that had been pent up in her heart for a long time.

"Yes and not quite. Although this world is the fourth layer of the stupa, it is not connected with the outside world, but it is real, it is a small world, in the creation of it can not be imagined that there will be living beings, probably because of the influence of the outside world, so that it is full of vitality, if you think it is illusory, it is indeed illusory, if you think it is real, it is indeed a real existence. The voice replied.

"Can Wang Yan live here forever?" this is Xing Xinman's hope and her desire. Now after she feels warmth and love, she is now afraid of going back to the past, she actually hates her former self a little, and begins to enjoy her current life, she doesn't want Wang Yan to leave, she wants Wang Yan to be by her side all the time.

You can say she's selfish, but if she has feelings for someone, who wouldn't be selfish.

"No, if you figure out how to stop killing people, Wang Yan will enter the fifth layer. If you still don't come to your senses, in a few days he will be forced out of the tower, he is an outsider and cannot stay in the tower for a long time. The voice explained.

Xing Xinman was suddenly a little lonely, Wang Yan had to leave, but he didn't want Wang Yan to leave.

The voice took the initiative to speak, "You are the first person in this world to discover my existence, and I will fulfill one of your wishes and promise you a marriage with Wang Yan in the next life." ”

"Really?" Xing Xinman looked up at the void, which was empty, but she knew that the person must be able to see her eyes.

"Then can I die now? She doesn't want to miss Wang Yan's life, so let her next life come early, so she can meet Wang Yan as soon as possible.

In fact, she no longer has any nostalgia in this life, and she has revenge. Killing people indiscriminately is just finding a reason to live.

Now she doesn't want to kill anymore, and the hope of living is gone, but she has hope now, but it belongs to the next life, so let this life pass early.

That person was silent, perhaps shocked by Xing Xinman's answer, why could a person face his life and death so plainly, even if he knew that he still had an afterlife.

Xingxinman is afraid of pain and death. But I'm even more afraid of waiting, and she can't do it until the moment when she dies of old age.

"I can't take your life for no reason. The man replied.

"I heard that there is such a thing as sacrifice in distant legends, and if you can sacrifice your life for something, you must have sacrificed those people to you to fulfill your wishes, can I use this method of sacrificing life?" Xing Xinman remembered the ancient legend, the legend of sacrifice and love, and now she wants to reproduce the legend.

The man sighed lightly: "Don't you really regret it?"

Xing Xinman shook her head without hesitation.

"And what are your wishes?"

"You see how many floors my life can send Wang Yan to, then send it to a few floors, I want her to save his sister quickly. ”

The man was silent again, as if calculating the value of her life.

Time flies, and there is an answer to the question.

"At most, you can only send him to the seventh floor. ”

"My life only allowed him to pass through two layers?" Xing Xinman's mood was a little silent, but he immediately became happy again, "But it's worth it to let him suffer less from two layers." ”

Xing Xinman wanted to look at the void again, "Can I wait until he comes back and see him for the last time before dying?"

An oil lamp appeared in the corner of the cave, the wick burned hard, and there was very little oil in the oil lamp, and it was about to bottom out, just like Xing Xinman's current life, there was only a little bit left.

"When the lights go out, you'll die, and you'll do it yourself. ”

With that, the man's voice disappeared.

Xing Xinman looked at the entrance of the cave and waited for Wang Yan's return, the flame of the oil lamp kept burning.

After about an hour, the flame on the oil lamp began to flicker and flicker, and it could be extinguished at any time. Xing Xinman finally waited for Wang Yan's return.

Wang Yan slapped the dust off his body at the door and entered the cave, and saw Xing Xinman really smile at him, "Why are you so happy, is there anything good?"

Xing Xinman beckoned to Wang Yan: "Come here, I have something to tell you." ”

"It's really a good thing!" Wang Yan put down the herbs and prey and came to Xing Xinman's side.

"I don't want to kill anymore. Xing Xinman straightened Wang Yan's body with both hands and looked into his eyes and said.

Wang Yan was a little surprised and a little incredulous when he heard this, "What did you say?"

"I said I didn't want to kill anymore. Xing Xinman smiled.

After a while, a staircase appeared beside Wang Yan, which was the staircase leading to the fifth floor.

After seeing the stairs, Xing Xinman was not surprised, but whispered in Wang Yan's ear: "I have sacrificed my life, you will go directly to the seventh floor, don't rush to the stairs first, and then go after I die." ”

Wang Yan's mind was blank, and he couldn't accept such a sudden news, "No." You can't do that, you should live well, you should live happily, right?"

"I'm not unhappy? I've never been so unhappy. Xing Xinman laughed.

Wang Yan looked at the stairs on the fifth floor, he had never doubted Xing Xinman's words, thinking that as long as he ascended to the fifth floor, Xing Xinman's wish would not die if it was not fulfilled.

Wang Yan turned around but was hugged by Xing Xinman, "Just hug me quietly, I haven't been hugged for a long time." ”

Wang Yan suddenly quieted down and hugged Xing Xinman's back with both hands.

Xing Xinman felt the warmth coming from behind, it turned out that happiness was really simple, and she was very happy to be held so quietly, but no one had ever done this to her before, "I really want to hold you all the time, but unfortunately there is not enough time." ”

Xing Xinman looked at the lights that were about to go out, and finally mustered up his courage, "Wang Yan, I like you, you have to always remember me." ”

Xing Xinman gently kissed Wang Yan's side cheek, and a line of tears flowed from her closed eyes.

The light in the corner of the cave went out, and Xing Xinman's head leaned weakly on Wang Yan's shoulder.

Now Xing Xinman's weight is as light as a feather, and she is biased into the distance with her hope.