Chapter 57: You count me 20

Finding that Wen Shu was missing, You Xu anxiously sent someone to look for it, and used points to locate Qiba.
Yu Xu's tone was anxious: "Have you found it?"
Qiba scratched his head and said: "Strange, I can't locate the position of Wenshu at all, I only know that he is no longer in Jian'an City."
Although Si Lai wanted to go to the plot, there was no kidnapping or murder in the story, but Yu Xu was still uneasy and searched eagerly for two days.
On that day, a kingfisher with a bell tied to its neck fell on Yush’s window sill, put down the note in his mouth, and flew away.
Yuxu quickly started to take a look-don't worry, I rested at the place where I was silent in Yan Yan and returned home in January.
It was confirmed that it was written by Wenshu, especially a little relieved, as long as the person is okay, after all, he is staying next to her now, and the mental pressure is great, so he should relax and adjust his mood for a month.

"Cough cough--" The sound of coughing up blood with weak breath sounded in the old house.
Wen Shu took a sigh of relief, looked at the tea drinker beside him, and said, "Have you sent it out?"
"What's the hurry," Yan silently glanced at him, "Here, this is not coming back."
A kingfisher flew in from the wooden window and flew around Yan silently before leaving.
Seeing Wenshu coughing up blood, Yan silently took out one red and one black pill from the secret compartment and handed it to him.
Wen Shu took over and asked him: "How many days have I been here?"
"Five days."
Wen Shu: "I will leave after five days."
Yan silently glanced at him: "Can you think about it clearly?"
Although I don't know what the divination is about, but if he changes his life forcibly, at least he has to lose half his life.
"Ok."
"whatever."
Yan silently adjusted Li Yi's position: "What did you figure out?"
Wen Shu lowered his eyes and silently grasped the quilt.
He counted that Yush would eventually leave.
Five days later, there was a heavy snowfall in Jian'ancheng, which happened to be in spring, and another layer of thick snow accumulated to the ankles on the wetland where the winter snow was melting.
The strange sight made it inconvenient for many people to go out, but Wen Shu changed into a white monk robe and came to the foot of Shanyuan Temple.
He took out a dagger and stabbed it decisively into his chest. The sound of fabric cracking accompanied by the sound of the wind drifted away, and the bright red blood instantly infiltrated the white robe.
Wen Shu knelt down and bowed, then got up and walked up a ladder, again holding a dagger to stab his thigh, kneeling down and bowing again, and then walked to the next step.
"The disciples are very sinful after hearing the technique, and the evil spirits are hard to get rid of. May the Buddha and Bodhisattva open the net..."
"The disciples came to atone for their sins after hearing the spell. After death, they would like to go to the Promise Hell, tortured by the swords, mountains and fires, and not enter the cycle..."
A sound of pious prayer echoed on the stone steps, and the cold wind blew his ink hair, and his blood robe was hunting and flying.
He used to stand on the shore like a hungry ghost wearing a Buddha, savoring the suffering of others, seeing others struggling in the sea of ​​suffering, they were afraid of the unknown, and asked him to divination, he listened to their sorrow, face compassion, and mockery in his heart.
He told them the hexagrams and pushed them back into the sea of ​​suffering.
The Buddha said that people have seven sufferings, birth, old age, sickness and death, resentment and hatred, love parting, and cannot ask. And now, he is also struggling in a sea of ​​bitterness like a large number of beings.
"The disciples are very sinful after hearing the technique, come to atone for their sins..."
The sky was overcast, and heavy snowfall of goose feathers fell one after another, and the 999 steps were already covered with silver ice and snow.
As he reached the hundredth level of stone steps, he also had a hundred wounds on his body, and the sword saw blood.
And a scarlet bloodstain had formed behind him, spreading from the foot of the mountain to the mountains, like an arrogant red plum growing in the snow.
"Tick—Tick—" The blood flowed down.
"Disciple Wen Shu...cough cough"
A gust of wind hit, Wen Shu's legs, who had lost blood and weakness, almost rolled down the mountain, and he plunged into the mud next to him with a dagger in time to stabilize his figure.
Wen Shu gasped, and the world was dim in sight. He stood up forcibly, took the knife and cut another knife in his chest, blood fell and kneeled.
Two hundred and ninety-nine steps.
Three hundred and fifty steps.
Four hundred steps.
Every step is the limit, but under his Xixue Ningbing's eyelashes, his broken eyes are full of pleading.
"Fool, there is such a crazy and obsessed person in the world."
Yan silently watched from a distance, and saw the white mountain, on the cold stone steps, the person who knocked his head one step at a time, and he was the end of the force, covered in blood.
But he seems to be able to stand up again as long as his back is still not broken and the blood is still not drained.
Even if he experienced the world without a sound, he was subdued by this kind of uneven will.
"May as you wish."
Yan sighed silently, then couldn't bear to look again, and turned away.
I don't know how long it took, the sky was completely dark, and the original cold temperature dropped sharply.
But the people who prayed for atonement on the mountain still kept walking, obsessively walking forward in the dark snowy night.
......
Dawn broke in the sky, and the first morning sun came on the mountain.
Facing the rising sun, Wen Shu, with 999 wounds all over his body, ascended the 999 steps.
"The disciples sincerely repented after hearing Shu, and the world is a lesson, and I wish to protect my beloved, especially the whole life."
The last word fell, and he knelt down in front of the gate of Shanyuan Temple, covered with fine eyelashes, and closed his eyes.
......
......
When Wen Shu opened his eyes again, what he saw was a simple bed curtain, a familiar old house, and Yan silent next to him was teasing the kingfisher with his index finger.
"Wake up?" Yan showed his hands silently, and the kingfisher flew around the house and stopped on the hanging beam.
"Cough-how long have I slept?" Wen Shu's voice was extremely hoarse and dry.
"On the 7th," Yan Wusheng thought of something funny, and said, holding his lips, "You are lying in front of Shanyuan Temple with blood all over you. The group of monks were frightened, crying and dizzy, doing something indiscriminately. The group is very interesting."
Wen Shu moved his left hand manually, just about to sit up with his body supported, and was silently pressed back by Yan.
"Advise you not to move," Yan silently stared at him. "You were cold and hot again, and you were not full of energy, and you knelt and broke your knee."
"If I didn't take your life back, those useless monks could save you?"
Wen Shu said indifferently: "Thank you."
"You don't need to thank you," Yan said silently. "Your body after death is for my use, understand?"
"can."
Yan chuckled silently, and then said: "The rest is okay, but your knees may not be able to recover as before, and the rainy and snowy days in the future may be unbearable."
Wen Shu only cares: "How long can I go back?"
"Don't talk about the big and small injuries on your body, your knees are at least three months old," Yan said silently, leaning back in the chair, "You are now unaware of your knees."
"At most one month."
Yan silently tutted: "It's up to you, anyway, the body is not mine, no matter how you toss."

When things were decided, Yux rarely had nightmares, but he was still not used to being empty by the pillow. Every time he woke up, he felt empty.
She completely put down the cloth shop, and the shop under her plate has been transferred to others.
You Xu’s pregnancy reaction is not bad. She feels nauseous from time to time. When she has energy, she spends more time writing a journal, writing down her daily mood, thoughts, and small stories that she thinks of. Understand her intentions.
She will also draw a lot of simple strokes for the children, flowers, trees, chairs and benches.
-My child, mother loves you, and your father loves you too. When your mother is away, you have to take good care of him for your mother.
-In winter, you must remember to tie the jacket on your father's right side to prevent the cold wind from entering.
-Both mother and father care about you, you can be naughty, but you must ensure your safety.
-May you grow up slowly and be happy.
You Xu thought, as long as there are children, no matter how you listen to the Shushu, you will not collapse and commit suicide and refuse to blacken.
In the early morning more than a month later, Yu Xu opened his eyes, saw Wen Shu sitting by the bed, and asked, "When did you come back?"
"Last night." He said.
Yush: "Why didn't you come up?"
"Afraid to noisy you."
"Then you watch it all night?"
"Ok."
He didn't know when he was accustomed to waiting for her, and he was also used to watching her sleeping face quietly. During the more than a month he failed to see her, every moment was long and difficult.
Yu Xu sat up slowly, and was hugged by Wen Shu when he was about to say something.
He hugged her across the quilt, rubbed her neck with his cool lips, his movements were delicate and detailed, and he murmured, "I miss you so much."
Missing grows like weeds on the wasteland, crushing his reason to pieces.
Wen Shu kissed her lips, without the patience and meticulousness of Fu Fang, but aggressively absorbed the warmth of her lips.
Licking lips and tongues and tangling each other, Yu Xu was forced to raise his head and grab his shoulders with both hands. Only then did he find that he was cold and wet. Only when she remembered the rain last night, she understood why he had to hug her through the quilt.
After a long time, Yuxu panted slightly to his side. Seeing him chasing after him again, she raised her hand to cover his mouth, "You have to wash hot water and change clothes..." to avoid the cold.
Before she finished speaking, Wen Shu interrupted her: "You dislike me."
"Do you hate me?" His eyes were slightly red, and his tone was obvious and cautious.
"Axu, don't be afraid. It's okay to be with me. I won't harm you or let you die."
"You and the child will be fine."
"It's good that you believe me, don't hate me."
Wen Shu’s dark and heavy eyes had wet water, and he stared at her firmly. He seemed to be divided into two sides, begging to please her, as long as she was willing to be with him, and crazy and crazy, as if she dared to say one. Without a word, he will show cold fangs.
The emotion he had accumulated for thirty-seven days was on the edge of the collapse of the dam, and the tide would ebb because of a word of her.
Wen Shu rubbed her face against her neck, kissed her little by little, begging her with full heart and eyes: "Axu, don't tire of me."
"You have to love me, don't leave me."
"I won't leave you, how can I hate you?" Yush said.
"You have to prove it to me." His voice rang from her neck, muffled.
"How to prove?"
"Axu," he took her hand and put it on himself, "you pity me."
"You have to pity me." He looked up at her eagerly.
Yush pulled up his shirt with the other hand, and nodded with a hot face.
He curled his lips and smiled, seemingly contented but hard to fill, and his clear face became gorgeous and strange.
......

After the screen, the huge bathtub was steaming with water vapor, and he stripped off his clothes after hearing the operation, revealing large and small wounds all over his body. The scars were staggered and shocking, especially the red, swollen and purple knees.
He couldn't take a bath in the tub, so he could only wring a damp cloth and wipe it dry. He had to be careful to avoid the wound. After a lot of setbacks, he secretly applied the medicine and asked Yan to silently ask for an odorless ointment.
He thought that he would be able to hide from You Xu.
What he wants is not her guilt and worry, these are just what he wants to do, it has nothing to do with her, and should not be her burden.
What he didn't know was that Yush was cooperating with him.
Wen Shu is so famous, how can the blood cut on the knees be kept from everyone, she can understand it after a little inquiries, but she knows the idea of ​​Wen Shu.
Since the matter is a foregone conclusion and cannot be changed, it is better to make him less burden, she is willing to carry this burden silently.
The two husbands and wives, the people who are most familiar with each other, concealed and cooperated, all for mutual peace of mind.
Many things, many emotions, will be like this.

Half a year passed in a flash, and it was autumn.
On the day of Yuxu's birth, he was so haggard after hearing the technique. He prayed in panic every day, eating fast and reciting the Buddha, in order to obtain forgiveness and not to affect Yuxu and the fetus in his womb.
"Men are not allowed inside." The two midwives stopped Wen Shu.
Wen Shu didn't say a word, and forcibly broke in.
The midwife frowned and was about to say something, and Yu Xu waved her hand and said with difficulty: "Nothing, it's okay."
"Axu," Wen Shu clenched her hand tightly, feeling vaguely disturbed, "You won't leave me, will you?"
You Xu opened his mouth, and before he could speak, he screamed, his eyes shattered after hearing Shushu, his eyes were red in an instant, and his tail trembling said: "In the future, we don't want children, never again."
The midwife called Yu Xu hard, and showed an expression of disbelief. No one wants to have many children and grandchildren. Seeing his expression, I wish this child would not want it either.
You Xu had no energy to answer him, and he kept shouting in his mind: "Seven or eight, I'm going to die, I'm going to die of pain, give me a pain mask!!!"
The seven or eight who have never given birth hold a headache and cried: "If this affects you to have a child hard, you still bear it, and when the child comes out, you will be out of the world."
"..."
You Xu was so dim with pain that he bit the wrist that Wen Shu stretched out to bleed. After dying for a long time, he finally heard a cry.
The midwife picked up the blood-stained child and said loudly, "It's a girl."
Great.
Yuxu exhausted all his strength, unable to even bend his lips, and his vision began to blur. He vaguely saw the midwife holding the baby over, but he didn't pick it up, only holding her hand tightly.
In the dim, she felt Wen Shu kissed the center of her eyebrows, she tried to open her eyes, and finally saw his tears dripping silently.
One by one, they look beautiful like a clear spring flowing through a black shining stone.
He looked at her like this, crying silently.

When Yu Xu woke up again, he found that he was still in this world, not returning to the empty space.
"Seven or eight, what's the matter?"
Did it fail to continue with life? What about the kid?
Qiba said: "The redemption of points failed, because the plot setting was changed, and the forced execution of the life extension would cause a world bug, so it was cancelled."
It's especially clear, this is probably related to what I did before hearing the Shu, I never thought it would really change my mind.
Yush: "What about the trust value and the blackening value?"
"The trust value is 99, the blackening value is 1."
It seems that the task is still one step away, especially a little relieved.
After a while, the door was opened, and the midwife, as a half-naughty nanny, was holding the full-fed baby who was no longer crying, and wanted to put it next to Yush's bed, so that Yushyi could see when she woke up, and she walked up to find that she was awake. .
"Madam just happened to wake up, come and see Miss." The midwife carefully handed the baby to Yush.
Yuxu took it slowly, with unfamiliar movements, and the midwife reminded: "hold her neck, yes, be careful."
After Yuxu hugged her head firmly, she looked down at the spitting baby, wrinkled red and ugly, she felt super cute after going through the eight Baidu filter.
Yush touched the baby's forehead, squeezed her cheek, and hooked her little hand, which was small and soft, and his heart melted.
The midwife looked at her and couldn't help but joking: "Madam, you don't know, this is the first time I saw a lady not crying. Lang Jun cried in the delivery room."
Obviously it was just tears, and the turbulent emotions inside made others look thrilling.
Yuxu remembered that last look, and saw that tears of grievance and fear, like the rest of his life, fell silently, like condensation on green bamboo, and silently slipped.
"What about him?"
The midwife said: "The master is ill, and he has not yet stayed."
Yush: "Take the child over and show him later."
She lowered her head and looked at the baby girl in her arms tenderly.
Wen Shu, we have a complete home.
You are no longer alone, nor am I, we have the deepest bond, we are a family.

Five years later, the warm afternoon sun sprinkled into the hospital. The yard was surrounded by scallion orchids, and there were a few yellow stamens in the center of the six white petals.
You Xu watered them, and the drops of sunlight gleamed slightly.
"mother."
With two buds on her head, the girl with a small chubby face hugged Yu Xu's legs, and she asked gruffly: "Mother, why does Daddy only have one hand? Where does he have another hand?"
You Xu clapped his hands, took A Tuan to the study, and took a pen to draw for her.
A Tuan lay down on the edge of the table and watched.
After a while, Youxu handed the painting to her. A Tuan took a look. The painting was the art of scribbling with a broken arm. A Tuan was accustomed to the simple strokes that Youxu drew for her, so he didn't find it strange, the only thing he didn't understand The location is a pair of things behind Wen Shu, she pointed to: "Mother, what is this?"
Yush took her into his arms and explained, "These are wings."
"Although your father is missing a hand, he has a pair of wings that no one can see."
A Tuan still doesn't understand: "What are the purposes of Daddy's wings?"
"His wings can bring luck to the family," Yushwin laughed, "so it can bring you into this world, and will protect you from growing up safely."
A Tuan seemed to understand but only said, "Mother, give me this painting."
Seeing Yu Xu nodding, Ah Tuan slowly took the drawing paper into his arms.
In the evening, taking advantage of You Xu to take a bath, A Tuan ran to Wen Shu on his short legs. Wen Shu was lying on the bed reading a book. Seeing that A Tuan was about to climb into bed, he put down the book and fished her up .
"What's wrong?" Wen Shu touched her head.
"Daddy, I found your little secret." A Tuan shook his head, a little proud.
Wen Shu raised his eyebrows and smiled, and then pretended to be panicked to cooperate with her: "What is it?"
Upon seeing this, A Tuan grinned and whispered: "My mother told me."
With that, she took out the drawing paper that was crumpled by her from her arms and handed it to Wen Shu.
Seeing and hearing the technique unfolded, she said: "Mother said, Daddy is missing a hand because Daddy has wings."
The child forgot about sex. She thought for a while before she continued: "Mother said that Daddy's wings will bring us luck and will protect me from growing up soon."
Wen Shu was startled, his fingertips fell on the pair of wings, his eyelashes drooping.
He was regarded as a freak of evil spirits since he was a child, how lucky he was to have such a warm home, and his life's shortcomings were made up for at this moment.
Seeing Hearing Shu did not speak, A Tuan looked at him suspiciously and said, "Daddy, your eyes are red."
"Don't be afraid, only my mother and I know this secret."
A Tuan touched his eyes with his hand and awkwardly coaxed him: "Daddy don't cry, I promise not to speak out."
Wen Shu hugged her tightly and whispered hoarsely: "Okay, Daddy believes you."
"Ding-the trust value is 100, and the blackening value is 0. Congratulations to the host for completing the task."

It rained lightly at night, and there was only one candle in the dimly lit room, flickering in the wind.
With his eyes closed, Yu Xu heard a sentence in his mind: "Is the mirror out of the world?"
"Yes."
Seventy-eight: "The system starts the copy program, the memory copy is loading, the emotion copy is loading, the character copy is loading..."
One minute later, the system prompt sounded again: "All indicators have been copied and loaded. Are you out of the world?"
Listening to the even breathing of the person beside him, Yu Xu felt a pain, pursed his lips, and replied: "Yes."
The white light in her mind lit up, and Yu Xu gradually lost consciousness. When the white light faded, she was completely out of the world.
At the same time, Wen Shu opened his eyes.
The rain outside the house stopped, the raindrops hovered in the air, the candlelight inside the house froze, motionless, and the time of the whole world froze.
The mechanical electronic sound plays: "The hidden system function is activated, is it mirrored out of the world?"
Wen Shu sat up, looked at the person beside him, and said blankly: "Yes."
After a while, the light that resembled a broken mirror dissipated, and the light in his eyes fell again after hearing the spell.
The raindrops continued to fall, the candle light continued to flicker, Wen Shu lay back on the bed, put Yu Xu beside him in his arms, and slowly closed his eyes.
The gears of the world are turning, something has changed, but it continues.
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