Morbid pet

Chapter 150 Prayers
Three days later.

It has been three days since Chang Le woke up again.

Her abdomen was in severe pain, and her head was also in pain like a burst. The most frightening thing was that when she touched the part that should have been raised, it turned out to be smooth, and the entire abdomen was flat like a flat plate.

She got up immediately and cried, "Where's the child? Where's my child?"

Dian Cui and Die Shi ran in from the door, and Dian Cui choked hesitantly, "Miss."

Changle grasped Diancui's hand like grabbing a life-saving straw, his eyes were full of hope after the collapse of faith, "Diancui, tell me, is the child outside?"

Dian Cui tried not to cry, her lips were bitten, she couldn't help crying after all, "Yes, yes. The child is outside, but..."

Butterfly poem: "The child is dead."

Chang Le blinked her eyes in confusion, and then smiled comfortingly, "Are you kidding me? How could the child die? By the way, is it brother or sister? Let me take a look at it." She said jokingly again : "The ugly daughter-in-law still needs to see her in-laws. Is the child born with a wrinkled face like a little old man or a little old lady?"

Die Shi burst into tears, "Miss, the child is dead. You were born prematurely three days ago, and you died right after birth."

Chang Le's hands stopped, and she looked at her flat stomach in disbelief, "What did you say?"

Zhou Yu slept in the study outside, and ran in when he heard the movement from the back room. He looked at Changle in a little helplessness, and then nodded, as if agreeing with what Diancui and Die Shi said.

"I'm sorry, Chuchu, the child is gone."

Chang Le got up and walked out without wearing shoes. People behind her were pulling her, but the more she was pulled, the harder she struggled. In the end, she staggered and fell directly to the ground. Her hands were empty, as if they were full of blood. At first glance, it was as fair as ever, as if nothing had appeared on it.

The past six months have been like a dream.

The child she had brought with her thousands of hopes was just like a flash in the pan, disappearing from her memory in the end.

She was still lying on the ground, her face, which was so white that it was almost distorted, was covered with black spots from the dust under her feet. She cried loudly on the ground, and the crying sound was continuous, sad and painful.

Chang Le was so tired from crying, he walked up by himself, his hands still kept still, his whole body was like a walking dead.

Zhou Yu followed her step by step, Chang Le seemed to suddenly recall something, she turned her head and met that very familiar face, that face did not match the Zhou Yu in her dream, Zhou Yu's eyes were clean and pure, He has a clear distinction between good and evil in his character, and he hates evil like hatred.It's not like it is now, playing tricks and thinking treacherously.

Snapped--

There was a sharp crisp sound.

A slap on Zhou Yu's face, didn't it slap everyone's heart?

Chang Le said sullenly: "Zhou Yu, get out. I don't want to see you again." She lowered her eyes and paused every word.

Zhou Yu grabbed Chang Le's wrist regardless of his stinging red face, and almost begged, "Rong Wei is dead, can you stop making trouble?"

Chang Le laughed suddenly, the laughter like a silver bell echoed intermittently in this large courtyard, mixed with the rustling sound of the wind blowing the trees, it was nice and harsh.

"The damned person is actually me!"

"You and Rong Wei should live to enjoy this hell on earth and be whipped by the souls of the dead every day."

Zhou Yu let go of his hand in a little helplessness, his eyes gradually became empty, and his pupils dilated slightly unconsciously. "I'm sorry, I really don't know what to say. Rong Wei was killed by you, and after that, the child is gone. How can you think that the one who killed the child was actually yourself?"

Chang Le was startled, and she pointed at herself, "What did you say? You said that I killed Rong Wei, and then got revenge, and the child died, right?"

"Six months, Zhou Yu! The child is six months old! Do you still have a mother's heart? That's your child too!"

Zhou Yu was stunned for a moment, "I know, it's mine, but Rong Wei is dead, and the child is dead, can we move on! Don't worry about these issues anymore?"

Changle struck Zhou Yu again with a sharp palm wind, but he raised his hand to intercept it in the air.

Zhou Yu: "With so many people watching, you just keep beating me? It's not enough to kill the former empress, how about today?"

Chang Le laughed angrily, and his eyes were dyed with a turbulent scarlet, which seemed to be dripping with blood.

"Okay, Zhou Yu, I won't kill you. Some people will kill you."

Zhou Yu was noncommittal, he stood where he was, like a statue.

Chang Le passed him sideways, then strode out, "Prepare the car!"

On the winding and rugged mountain road, Changle supported his head, weeping and laughing for a while. "Die Shi, do you think I'm particularly ridiculous?"

Die Shi replied in a tangled manner: "How can it be ridiculous? All mothers don't want to see this kind of thing."

Chang Le nodded silently, "Go and pray for salvation."

Hua'an, Cheng'en Temple.

Cheng'en Temple is located in the middle of the embrace of mountains, the mountain roads are not all repaired official roads, only to stop halfway up the mountain, and then go up.Changle could have changed to a sedan chair, but she refused, and insisted on dragging this decayed body, walking up step by step, like a pilgrimage, respectful and humble.

Every time she took a step, her legs felt as if they had been filled with lead, and they ached again.But she can't stop, she wants to go up and save her child.

According to ordinary childbirth, women are also in the confinement period after a small childbirth. During the confinement period, walking or exercising at such a high intensity is not allowed. However, Changle defied the instinct of the body and insisted on climbing to the top of the mountain.

The temple is majestic and majestic, and the Buddha statues inside are shining with golden light. Although the incense under the shrine is rarely continued, it does not give people the slightest thought of disrespect.

A man in cassock came over. He looked very young, but his eyes were indifferent, as if nothing could distract him from them.

"Amitabha, the benefactor, but come to save?"

Chang Le nodded, bit her lips and held back her tears and said, "Master, my child died three days ago, please help me save it." She raised her sleeves to wipe away her tears, then summoned Dian Cui and said, "In the next three days The annual incense money should be paid to Chengen Temple in advance."

Dian Cui leaned over and stepped back, "Okay, Miss."

The young monk sat on the bright yellow futon under the shrine, with a shiny wooden fish in his hand, knocking on the soul of Changle one after another. Following the Sanskrit chanting of several monks, Changle's heart slowly After she became quiet, she closed her eyes, imitating Wuxin in her memory, sitting cross-legged on the futon, reciting the Diamond Sutra in a low voice.

　I'm not in a hurry, the recovery day 4 update, bow!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)