Chapter 118: Suicide note
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Apocalyptic Game
- Three Thousand Fantasy
- 1327 characters
- 2021-02-01 04:40:25
"Bow bark!!!"
Yiqi barked like crazy, and the direction of Yiqi's barking was not outside the house, but inside. As if there was something terrible in the house, stimulating Yiqi, it made Yiqi feel extreme fear and anxiety. If it weren't for Wang Luoxuan's still in the house, I'm afraid Yiqi would have run away long ago.
"boom!!!"
Thunder and lightning tore through the dark sky, heavy rain poured down, and the wind screamed. Wang Luoxuan stood outside the door and waited until a scream came from the room.
"Master! What's wrong with you, Master?!"
Wang Luoxuan did not wait any longer, he just kicked the wooden door and kicked the wooden door open...
Wang Luoxuan saw Jiang Xuanqing sitting on the bed with a painful face covering his neck, and blood kept flowing from the corners of Jiang Xuanqing's mouth...
"Master, what's wrong with you? What's the matter?" Wang Luoxuan was also taken aback by Jiang Xuanqing, and at the same time he didn't understand what kind of existence Jiang Xuanqing faced. You must know that even if facing the zombie king, Jiang Xuanqing can fight against one, and now Jiang Xuanqing would be so painful and desperate.
"Take the peach wood sword and the soul-attracting lamp...go up the mountain!"
"Master, you..."
"Quickly, or it's too late! Do you want to make the sacrifice of being a teacher in vain?! Get out! Get out of me!"
"Yes! Master!"
Wang Luoxuan knelt down towards Jiang Xuanqing, knocked his head three times, and then rushed out of the house against the heavy rain with the peach wood sword and the soul lamp...
The sound of thunder and rain reverberated in my ears, the clothes on his body were soaked, and the cold rain stimulated Wang Luoxuan... Yiqi followed closely behind Wang Luoxuan, and one person and one dog ran wildly in this rainy night without turning his head. Dare not look back...
"Boom!!!"
Wang Luoxuan fell heavily to the ground, his face covered with muddy water, but Wang Luoxuan did not dare to stop and continued to get up and rush. Because the rain washed the mountain road, it was not easy to walk. Wang Luoxuan fell down again and again, and got up again and again. Even though he had become a clay figure, Wang Luoxuan still did not stop.
The gate of King Kong Temple was wide open, and a one-armed old monk was holding an oil-paper umbrella, standing at the gate of the temple waiting for someone. Obviously, that person was Wang Luoxuan.
Wang Luoxuan came to the gate of the temple, looked at the one-armed old monk, plopped and sat on the ground...
"Little benefactor, you have come to the King Kong Temple and you are safe. Your master has already assumed the evil consequences for you. Tianshi Jiang is worthy of the name of the celestial master. He is truly a benevolent and righteous one! Amitabha...good and good..."
"I was the one who died, right?" Wang Luoxuan looked at the old monk in front of him. From the old monk's words, Wang Luoxuan knew that Jiang Xuanqing had resisted his life.
"Don't let the little donor go to the temple! Don't let the sacrifice of the donor Jiang be in vain, let's go down the mountain after dawn!"
Wang Luoxuan got up from the ground and followed the old monk into the temple...
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The torrential rain stopped all night, and as the sun rose, Wang Luoxuan walked down the mountain road full of yellow mud.
When he arrived at the thatched cottage at the foot of Mount Jingang, Wang Luoxuan hesitated, but decided to go in...
In Jiang Xuanqing’s room, a large number of copper coins and yellow charms were scattered, and the copper coins were on the scattered copper coins sword. Among the yellow charms on the ground, Wang Luoxuan saw the broken gossip mirror and soul-suppressing bell, and the robes were hanging on the side as always. On the hanger, there has been a battle here, otherwise these magical weapons will not be damaged.
"Boom!!!"
Wang Luoxuan knelt down in front of the bed, and Jiang Xuanqing, covered in blood, sat on the edge of the bed, holding his head in both hands, while the head glared at Wang Luoxuan. Jiang Xuanqing's head was twisted off, and the flesh and bones at the fractured neck were clearly visible.
Jiang Xuanqing has been slaying demons and demons in this demon city for decades, and a generation of celestial masters has actually fallen into such a fate. This place looks very peaceful, but in fact it is basically an end time.
Here there is no justice over evil, here is a city where demons are rampant, and there are no gods and Buddhas.
...
Wang Luoxuan dug a pit in front of the thatched house and buried Jiang Xuanqing's body in it. Then Wang Luoxuan found a wooden board as a tombstone.
Master Jiang Xuanqing’s tomb.
Wang Luoxuan wrote that row of words on it. At this time, Wang Luoxuan seemed to understand a little bit. When Jiang Xuanqing heard of a big monster, why didn't he come forward. Because although he has the heart to die for the common people, he does not have that strength.
The three Qing paintings in the thatched house were also put away by Wang Luoxuan, and were buried beside Jiang Xuanqing's tomb along with the damaged instruments.
After tidying up the messy furniture in the thatched house, Wang Luoxuan found a letter in the drawer in the process of tidying up things. It was a letter from Jiang Xuanqing to himself.
"Disciple, when you read this letter, I may no longer be there. On that day, when you came to my teacher, from the eight characters of your birthday, I calculated that you were my nemesis. I didn't expect this day to come. I thought that the three-day catastrophe, as long as you stay away from your nemesis, you can get through without cause and effect. Who knows that God is merciless, this cause and effect has pulled you in, I can only bear it for you at the cost of life Cut off this cause and effect, after all, you are my only disciple. In addition, in the past few months of getting along, I found that there are bad things hidden in you. My teacher once wanted to get rid of you, but I did not do enough. Plus you He is a person who only has his own path, and there is a high chance that he will go astray in the future and let that thing take advantage of it. Remember to avoid killing, remember! There is half a piece of jade token in this drawer, this is for When the teacher formed a good relationship with the Liu family when he was young, he knows what kind of person you are, so I don’t ask you to cast down demons and kill demons for the benefit of the common people, so go to the Liu family! In this way, you can feel at ease as a teacher."
"Master..." Wang Luoxuan looked at the letter in his hand, and his hands trembled uncontrollably. At this time, Wang Luoxuan also realized what it was like to lose a loved one.
Tears flowed down uncontrollably and soaked the letters in front of him. Only then did Wang Luoxuan realize that he really regarded Jiang Xuanqing as his relative.
"Wow..."
"Yiqi...I'm fine...just a little uncomfortable..."
It is estimated that without Wang Luoxuan, Jiang Xuanqing is probably still jumping for joy now. It is clear that Wang Luoxuan is involved in cause and effect, but Jiang Xuanqing did not hesitate to bear all this for Wang Luoxuan.
Wang Luoxuan put away half of the jade pendant in the drawer, and then burned the letter...
"Soul Burial Song... Behind this play with the worlds and the fate of countless people... Who is it?" Wang Luoxuan leaned back in his chair, thinking of Jiang Xuanqing's first time he took himself as a disciple, he wanted to talk. , Perhaps from that moment, Jiang Xuanqing knew that he would kill him.
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