Chapter 2003: Tomb of the ancient tomb (58)

[Xu Shen·Fan outside]
Mr. Xu, the name is deep, the word knows.
He was cruel from his childhood. The family was originally a of heaven and earth, but because of an incident, he was squandered. In that year, Xu Shen, who was too young to be forgiven, stood outside the execution ground and looked inside. The blood flowed into the river, and the eyebrows never looked at it.
He was brought back by the people of the Buddhist temple, and his state of mind was always cold and bloody, until he accidentally got the string of sacred objects, it was the suppression of the cold heart.
In the eyes of the world, he has always been indifferent, calm and peaceful, like a Buddha statue without sadness.
The prophecy says that his talented people are after the millennium.
He didn't know why, when he heard the three words of the people, the apex suddenly numb.
He wants to wait for her.
Nor is it necessary to wait for results. After all, he knew that the prophecy was so accurate.
He began to find some methods, which also studied the formation of zombies. It is not easy for a living person to become a zombie. He needs to break his joints and bones, then soak his body in the potion and wait for it to become a new life.
This process is naturally painful.
And he is not for the sake of immortality, only for a goal that does not know the true and false.
Before the age of twenty-three, although he found a way, he has not begun to do that.
Until the age of twenty-three.
After several years in other provinces, he returned to the capital and reached his house, but he noticed that there was a person living in the house.
When I was about to leave, I dropped a figure from the wall in front of the door and called him.
This voice.
Even after a thousand years, Xu Shen still remembers that the moment he first heard, from the apex of the heart is like the numbness of electricity, sweet to the heart.
He slowly turned back.
From the light of the lantern, I saw the little figure, like a black lacquered pimple, with a rag of clothes on it, and I could see her two arms faintly, showing a white under the black cloth. colour.
His throat rolled slightly.
Even the sacred objects of Buddhism suppress the animal nature of the moment. I want to do something for her, I really want to.
Perhaps that prophecy is right.
Otherwise, Xu Shen did not know why, he would have a desire for a strange girl.
If you don't touch her, it seems to die of thirst: a hot, uncontrollable desire.
His life seems to be as warm as jade, but at the same time it is cold and boneless. The night that brought her back was the most wonderful taste of Xu Shen in twenty-three years.
Her hand is holding him, soft and warm, making people almost crazy. This gave him a feeling of vulnerability and pain, but it was difficult to hide, and his sensibility was hard to resist.
He never experienced it, but he was satisfied.
Later, he let the Western Queens' hard-earned diplomacy be destroyed, and he wanted to kill her. But he remembered that the lady would see him through the tomb of the Queen.
He counts everything.
Finally let yourself lie in the coffin. In the bones that are broken, but the conscious pain, think of some reunion after the millennium, he does not feel pain.
There will even be a soft smile.
Finally reunited, he is very happy.
He likes to press her to do that kind of thing, to press the other person down, listen to gasping and crying, and feel the uncontrollable joy in the body.
The beauty of the red face, the light, almost a trace of warm water.
He whispered: "I love you."