Kaifeng Monster

Chapter 120 Life and Death Disk (6)
"I've thought about it for a long time, what to do with Duanmu, what to do with Duanmu, I don't feel at ease entrusting it to anyone, who can put Duanmu in my heart like me, care about Duanmu's life well, and dress warmly Not warm, hungry or not, happy or not, angry or not..."

His tone became more gentle: "I've been thinking about it for a long time, and no one can do it. What should I do about Duanmu, such a bad-tempered girl, what should I do if no one follows her when she loses her temper? When she is sad, she secretly runs to the side and cries. What should I do? For a girl I love so much, what should I do if no one pays attention to her? "

Duanmu Cui burst into tears like a spring.

"I'm always afraid that my luck is not enough to marry you and to be with you. Now it seems that it is really not enough." He smiled, stretched out his hand reluctantly, and wiped away her tears, "However, in Zhan Zhao's life, I am a good person with no shame and self-confidence. I think I should still have a little bit of blessing. If God still cares about me, Duanmu, I want to help you, take this bit of blessing, and exchange it for a wish."

"What wish?"

"I thought and thought, Duanmu's best destination is to go back to the upper realm." Zhan Zhao's voice was very soft, "It's safe and happy there, and no one will bully you. You also have a big brother who can take good care of you." You, although you will still be sad, it's better than being alone in the world, isn't it?"

Duanmu Cui lay on Zhan Zhao's chest, crying so hard that he couldn't speak.

Zhan Zhao stretched out his hand and stroked her soft fine hair, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Duanmu, I can leave with peace of mind only if you are well-behaved. I don't know how long I have left, it's a stick of incense , Or a cup of tea? Just take it now, don’t want it anymore, take this little life, and that little blessing, in exchange for Duanmu’s safety. I hope God can hear my wish, and let your loved ones be happy I will find you soon. Otherwise, I wouldn’t feel at ease if I became a ghost. When I was a child, my mother said that once a person dies and becomes a ghost, they only know how to move forward and don’t know how to look back. I think, after I became a ghost, my head It must have been reversed, because I am worried about Miss Duanmu, I must see you to be at ease... Will King Yan be shocked when he sees me, how can there be such an ugly ghost?" He smiled softly, Slowly closing his eyes, Duanmucui's tears hit his face drop by drop.

His arm was suddenly grabbed by someone, and when he looked up, it was Yang Jian.

"Duanmu, the Xixia soldiers are almost here..." His eyes flicked across Zhan Zhao's face very quickly, "He doesn't have much time, let's go."

Duanmucui did not move.

"Duanmu!"

"Yang Jian, let go." She paused every word, "If you pull me again, I will bump my head to death in front of you!"

Yang Jian froze for a moment, sighed, and walked out of the cave slowly.

Not far away, dozens of Xixia soldiers are coming towards this end.

"Master, what should we do?" Xiao Tiangou spun around in place, wagging its tail wildly, "Shangxian still won't come out?"

"You're going to die, you dare to pull her out?" Yang Jian glanced at it coldly.

Xiao Tiangou sighed: "Crying, making trouble, and hanging himself are the faults of mortal women. Shangxian really stayed in the mortal world for a long time and learned a lot of bad habits."

The next moment, hearing the Xixia soldiers shouting, Xiaotiangou's eyes widened and his hair stood on end: "Here we come, what should we do?"

"What should I do?" Yang Jian sneered, "Of course we can't show miracles, otherwise we will violate the rules of heaven."

"Then what should we do?" Xiao Tiangou reacted very slowly.

Yang Jian untied his cloak slowly: "They are considered lucky to be able to compete with the god of the upper world—Erlang Zhenjun."

Xiaotiangou's eyeballs were about to fall off: "Master, master, master... you want to do it?"

Yang Jian's figure was like a flash of lightning, his eyes flickered, and when he looked again, he was already several feet away.

"Do it with mortals?" Xiao Tiangou was still immersed in the shock for a long time, "This is not good, master, let me do it, let me... come!"

The sound of clashing swords and halberds came from outside the cave, and Zhan Zhao's body, which had gradually fallen into silence, suddenly tensed.

Duanmucui hugged him tenderly: "Zhan Zhao, do you remember that you said you wanted to marry me?"

"Duanmu?" Zhan Zhao was at a loss, and when he opened his eyes, the light in his eyes had already dimmed, "I was in a dream, right, how could Duanmu come here?"

"I heard," Duanmucui smiled, "When a man and a woman get married in the mortal world, their birthdays are exchanged. Zhan Zhao, when is your birthday?"

"Bazi?" Zhan Zhao muttered like a babble, "Xinhai, Yiyou, Bingshen, Renyin..."

"Xinhai, Yiyou, Bingshen, Renyin, right?"

"Yes." He closed his eyelashes tiredly, and every word he uttered was like a sigh.

Duanmucui lowered her head, put Zhan Zhaoping on the ground, kissed his lips for the last time, got up and walked out.

Tens of feet away from the cave, Yang Jian was surrounded by dozens of Xixia troops. He dodged from left to right in a leisurely manner, waving his weapons around, but they couldn't even get close to him.

Xiao Tianquan watched from the side, his red tongue stretched out, his eyes showed admiration and admiration.

And all of this, to Duanmucui, seemed like an insignificant setting.She knelt down on the snow, reached out to pull out the hairpin on her head, and pierced into the palm of her left hand expressionlessly.

Blood gushed out, and she used her hand as a pen to draw a big circle on the snow.

On the top of the disc, she wrote Zhan Zhao's name and Zhan Zhao's birth date.

Then, her gaze turned to the bottom of the disc, and the hairpin in her hand wrote three words neatly with each stroke.

Duanmucui.

Mr. Gongsun spent a lot of time teaching her to write the characters of the Song Dynasty, but she still didn't learn it, and the writing was still Cangjie's ghost script.

She smiled and recited the mantra.

The clouds and thunder began to move in the midair, and a tiny electric light pierced through the clouds and hit her hand accurately.With a soft chirp, a bloody hole appeared on her hand.

Duanmucui smiled, looked up at the sky, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

"If there is anything more powerful, use it." She said lightly, "I'm not afraid."

The second flash of lightning came across the sky.

With a scoff, it was another blood hole.

This weird celestial phenomenon finally aroused Yang Jian's suspicion, he turned his head suddenly, his face changed in horror.

"Duanmucui!" He yelled angrily, "Stop!"

Before it was too late, there was a loud bang, the earth trembled, and the place where the disk was drawn just now suddenly rose to a height of more than ten feet. The surface of the disk was black, and a bright red up and down pointer in the middle trembled slightly.On the periphery of the disk, her name and Zhan Zhao's name are rapidly revolving around the center of the circle.

Duanmucui stared at the board intently.

"Duanmu!" Yang Jian turned pale with shock, "You can't move the disk of life and death rashly!"

Duanmucui seemed unable to hear his voice.

"The probability that the pointer of the life-and-death chart will replace the lives of both of you is extremely small. It may be bye, or it may not change anything. But if you move the life-and-death chart rashly, you will definitely be punished by God. Duanmu, it's not worth it!"

Duanmucui smiled, stared at the board, and said softly: "You don't understand."

Yang Jian was helpless, he gritted his teeth suddenly, and the trident in his hand turned into three golden lights, directly hitting the pillar of life and death.

The disk of life and death was shaken violently, and flames shot up from the whole body.Duanmu Cui's eyes turned cold, and he stretched out his hands to stabilize his body.

Yang Jian watched helplessly as her hands were roasted in the flames, her heart was as if fried, and the dozen or so Xixia soldiers were stunned.

The Roaring Dog turned back into a human form, and rushed back to Yang Jian's side: "Master... what should I do?"

"What should I do?" A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Yang Jian's lips, "Wait here and collect her... body."

The ground shook violently again, and the spinning disk of life and death slowly stopped.

Yang Jian didn't look at the disk, but just looked at Duanmucui's face.He suddenly felt that he actually didn't understand this girl very well.

When Zhu Chang died, she won the battle card and went to battle. At that time, I admired her very much, and felt that she was not a weak woman who indulged in the love of her children; as an immortal, he taught her the laws of the upper realm.For thousands of years, although she occasionally played around, she never violated the precepts and made him embarrassed. He felt that she knew how to advance and retreat, and she was a girl who didn't make people worry.He was worried about her, so he rarely looked at her, and she didn't make trouble. Although he lost his temper with him occasionally, as long as he took her to stay in the mansion of Judiciary God for two days, all her temper would disappear.

Even knowing that she fell in love with Zhan Zhao, he wasn't worried that she would go against Shang's will and insist on staying in the world.He just felt that as long as he explained the truth and interests to her clearly, she would be as obedient as before.

Where did it go wrong, and who made the mistake, leading to such a tragic end.

Duanmucui raised her head with a relieved smile on her face.She looked up at Yang Jian, as if she wanted to call him: "Brother..."

The third golden light descended from the sky, piercing straight through her heart.

Yang Jian didn't go to help her, he quietly watched the pillar of life and death disintegrate into dust, quietly watched her fall to the ground, her face buried in the snow, the blood gushing from her chest instantly stained the snow beneath her body red.

Yang Jian turned his back.

If I knew it earlier, I would still die. If I knew it earlier, I would still die in the same way as 2000 years ago. What do you do to become a fairy, and what do you do to stay alone for so many years?
Yang Jian suddenly felt it was funny, he staggered two steps, laughed loudly, and two tears rolled down his face.

"Master...this..." Xiao Tiangou was also stunned, "What, what should I do?"

And Zhan Zhao, these dozen Xixia soldiers, and Duanmucui's... corpse...

Yang Jian waved his hand wearily.

"Clear the field, let's go."

He strode away and never looked back.

(End of this chapter)