Jiuwen lamented, if the catastrophe does not die for him, the next catastrophe will come quietly.

There will always be a time when he will not escape the ghost door.

Maybe this time.

This time, the cold night was cold, and Jiuwen had a premonition that he was dead.

A wave of desperation followed by a bout of despair.

A burst of nausea followed by a burst of nausea, the stomach turned over the river and the sea rolled again and again, there was no peace, the mountains and forests collapsed, it was never an exaggeration to say that the waves were rolling, and the mountains and seas were not like this.

Finally, Jiuwen couldn't bear it anymore and opened his mouth to vomit.

At this spit, bursts of foul-smelling flesh rolled out of his mouth.

Red is white, white is wrapped in crimson blood.

Seeing this, the girl asked, "What did you eat just now?" Did you eat a lot of raw meat?"

How can the land people eat raw meat, I have only heard that the underwater people eat raw food, and the people on the land eat cooked things, why do you spit out a mass of unchewed and undigested meat?"

Jiuwen shook his head, full of guilt and overwhelmed.

Then I remembered the hairy face in the well.

Could it be that what kind of animal or beast is it?

Or is it some animal he eats when he is hungry?

Judging from the surrounding scenes, Jiuwen concluded that he was in the suburbs, and on summer and autumn nights, could it be that he had captured a field pheasant or a bobcat?

No, how could he catch those things, or was he really hungry, hungry, and ate the villagers' chickens and ducks?

Either guess made him feel ashamed.

The people in this village treated him well, and when they saw that he was a scholar, they respected him as a gentleman and gave him a place to live, but why is he in this quagmire now?

"Girl. What the hell is going on?"

As he spoke, Jiuwen spit out a few more mouthfuls of fishy meat, and the taste was really unbearable.

Although it was something that he vomited out, Jiuwen was nauseous and nauseous after vomiting when he smelled it, and he vomited while vomiting.

Unexpectedly, the girl was judgmental, not at all as afraid to avoid as she was when she saw a monster.

The girl said: "You don't know how to eat raw food, you don't know how to pick some delicious parts, swallow dates, how can ordinary people's spleen and stomach be burdened, of course it is difficult to digest."

Such a large piece of fatty meat, swallowed slowly without careful chewing, swallowed into the stomach like this, is really a vulgar person.

It's a good thing that you eat like this and spit it out, but if it's really in your stomach, I'm afraid that in the future, it will grow like an ape in the woods. ”

The girl was dressed in lake blue, her face was fair, and her eyes were shining.

The whole person looks petite and cute in the sunlight through the trees.

Although he speaks a little strangely, he thinks about things a little unreasonably.

But at this time, Jiuwen thought to himself, forget it, if he can meet such a lovely girl before he dies, it can be regarded as God is not kind to him.

Thinking that his life should have been gone a long time ago, if he hadn't met a white-haired boy in the cave by chance, how could he suffer such a disaster again today.

It's just that a hardship has just passed, and a difficulty has risen again, but fortunately, by chance, he finally came back to life.

If it weren't for good luck, there would be no today, and I would have been a lonely ghost who didn't know where to wander.

And now he is in great trouble, and he is going to die again.

This time, he meets an eccentric person again.

No, it can't be said to be weird, the white-haired boy back then was his own savior.

Today's girl, although her temperament is elusive, is really a lively and lovely girl in terms of appearance.

It's just that there seems to be some problems with the mind, but so what's the matter, I'm about to be a dying person, so what qualifications do I have to expect a girl to be perfect.

What's more, the girl is really cute.

After vomiting, his expression began to blur, and he gradually couldn't see the girl's face clearly, and his body seemed to float gently out of the mire.

No, he suddenly realized that this would not work, such a comfortable feeling would never work.

Perhaps, part of him is dead.

This is a precursor to death.

Suddenly, Jiuwen used all his strength to speak.

"Can you save me?"

There is only one place on the body that can be used to save oneself.

The sharp pain in his chest reminded Jiu Wen that he was awake again.

Now is not the time to want to die, and even if you do, it's not time yet.

It is clear that there is a person with hands and feet and who moves freely in front of him, and he knows that he can still be saved, how can he just think about dying.

So he said sharply: "How can the girl be seen dead and not saved." ”

"Death or not?"

The word seemed to touch the girl's heart.

"Yes, how can a pure and lovely woman like a girl do if she doesn't save her when she dies. ”

Jiu asked and said, whether it is the method of agitation, or whatever, he must give it a try.

"If I don't save him, yes, how can I see death and not save me? ”

The girl seemed to understand something, and her eyes flashed with tears, shining in the sun, which made people feel distressed to see it.

"I'm just going to die. ”

The girl's words made Jiuwen despair again.

There are really such people in the world, with a gentle face, and indeed a heart as hard as a glacier, and it is like a commonplace for them to see death and not save them, and they don't care.

But, maybe he was too strict and scared the girl.

There was another burst of remorse, hey, how could you speak to her like this, how could you talk to such a girl so harshly.

She really didn't save her when she saw death.

That's her freedom, isn't it?

No one ever said they had to save another person.

From just now to now, maybe she didn't think about saving him from the beginning.

He didn't know why the girl was here, she didn't do anything, she just said something strange, although the sound was like a bell, it was very good, but what was the meaning of such a sound for a person who was about to be drowned in the mire.

What's the point of singing for him with such a voice.

Before dying, people may feel that their lives are quite satisfying, but Jiuwen really can't comfort himself like this.

He only felt a great emptiness, a great dissatisfaction, as if his life was only a fleeting moment, and he had never existed properly in this heaven and earth.

His life didn't begin at all. has always been just a suspension, sending people under the fence, relying on other people's handouts to survive.

He didn't hold his lover's hand, he didn't paint a thrush for a woman he liked, and he didn't play a song with his beloved on a summer night.

Today, the girl in front of him, he has already been moved.

But he is full of ugliness, and he is neither human nor beast.

I have lived for almost twenty years, and I have never seen such a beautiful girl, let alone spoken a word so closely.

Before, when the mire flooded his legs, he did think that if he was going to die today, it would be worth it, and God would treat him well.