Chapter 256: Evil is deep in the bones, there is no hope
Chunyi lowered her eyes and looked down at her. She was dressed like a peasant girl with two buns on her head. Her eyes were wide open and she was calling out to him urgently to save people. She didn't look like a thousand-year-old ghost at all.
Gu Nan bowed and greeted Hui Wu again, "Master Hui Wu, the situation is urgent. Please explain the situation to the abbot and ask if the child can be temporarily placed in the temple."
Hui Wu returned the greeting, his smile still gentle, "Don't worry, go with Ci Ding. Saving lives cannot be delayed, Fajue Temple will make the arrangements."
Gu Nan thanked him and ran out with Junyi.
Junyi broke free from her hand, grabbed her shoulders and flew straight out of Fajue Temple with her.
Gu Nan really didn't like the way Junyi was holding her like a prisoner. "Can you change the position? Instead of hugging, can you hold hands or let me lie on your back?"
Jun glanced at her and then looked away, but his calm eyes clearly said: No.
Gu Nan: “…”
OK, fine, she took back her previous words, she was definitely a pervert.
Isn't it just a case of a strong man locking up a man? You can peek at him taking a shower but you can peek at him getting dressed, touch his chest muscles, and even watch him raise the flag in the morning.
She's a pervert, but that's not what she wants to be. She's just a pure bastard.
Chunyi carried Gu Nan in the air, and Gu Nan pointed him in the direction. Halfway through the flight, Gu Nan suddenly remembered the fairy tale dramas he had watched before, "Don't you have a magical weapon to travel with?"
It is said to be flying, but in fact it is just jumping around in the woods like Tigger.
Chunyi didn't answer, so Gu Nan continued, "Are you dumb because you don't speak? All men are really the same. When they're chasing a girl, they act like crosstalk masters, but once they get her, they turn into clams and never learn to cherish her."
"Junyi, I'm not saying this, but you really are lame."
Junyi had become accustomed to Gu Nan's nonsense. He kept a stern face and turned a deaf ear to those strange words.
But the more he kept silent, the angrier Gu Nan became. After cursing Chunyi, he cursed the system, "Your uncle's rotten system, it picks up any junk to be the male lead, sooner or later you will be choked to death by garbage."
System: Woo!
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When they finally arrived, the old man had already abandoned the children and left. Jiang Wanying lined up the five children on the ground outside the tower. Seeing the two of them, she waved, "Come quickly, come quickly, take the children away."
Chun took a big step over. Except for the oldest girl and a swaddled baby, the other three children had flushed faces and were already running fever.
He circulated his spiritual power through the three children's bodies and said, "There's no hope."
Jiang Wanying subconsciously cried out, "How could it be hopeless? It's only been a short time."
Gu Nan disliked him and suspected that he was talking nonsense.
Chunyi glanced up at Jiang Wanying and said, "She is born weak and evil has penetrated her bones. There is no hope for her."
Jiang Wanying opened her lips, stunned, as if she hadn't reacted.
She is a three-hundred-year-old evil ghost. During the one hundred years with Gu Nan by her side, she has eaten many little ghosts, and her ghost power has long been more than three hundred years.
Such a big ghost that brings trouble to the local area stayed with several children under one year old. Even if it was not intentional, it could not control the influence of the ghost energy on them, not to mention that when the old man threw the children, she used her ghost power to lift them up.
After Junyi finished speaking, he didn't care about Jiang Wanying's reaction, picked up the remaining two children and returned to Fajue Temple.
Gu Nanqichun was so angry that his teeth were itching, and he wanted to chase him and beat his head off.
This is not the way to stab people in the heart.
"Don't listen to his nonsense. It's good enough that we were able to save two. If it weren't for you, all five children would have died today." Gu Nan said righteously.
Jiang Wanying forced a smile and said, "I was careless."
Gu Nan put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Don't take it to heart."
Jiang Wanying patted Gu Nan's hand and looked at the Yi Tower not far away.
The Yi Tower, built with stones and yellow mud, was two people tall, with a small square hole half an arm's length long on the top, which was where the children were thrown in.
Gu Nan floated over and stood in front of the opening to look inside. The pitch-black tower was filled with a faint stench of decay and ash.
The child would die within seven days at most after being thrown into the tower. After seven days, someone would throw firewood into the tower and set fire to the body. The unburned bones would pile up at the bottom, forming a white mountain.
Gu Nan had only seen this kind of inhumane massacre in poor texts before, but he didn't expect that after just a few days here, he would witness with his own eyes the process of the birth of those thin texts.
History eats people, and every word and sentence is a corpse.
Jiang Wanying squatted on the ground, staring blankly at the three children in front of her whose faces were red with fever and who were sobbing unconsciously.
Gu Nan squatted beside her, silently sending them off with her for the last time.
After the three children died, the two of them worked together to dig a hole and bury them.
In many cases, children who died young had no tombstone or name, and were not buried in the ancestral land. The two did not know their names, so they only erected a wooden tombstone for them to warn future generations that someone was buried here.
After a while, Jiang Wanying said calmly, "I looked before you came. They are all girls."
Gu Nan was silent.
She had nothing to say, having already guessed it.
Whether it was these three children or the original body Gu Nan, they all died under the same inhumane system.
She looked down at her hands, her fingers were cracked and bleeding. The original owner, Gu Nan, was trying to push open the heavy coffin in the last moment before his death to get some free air.
She died in extreme pain, with despair and resentment in her heart. The most festive clothes she wore in her lifetime would become the weapon that gave birth to her after her death.
This has been the case for thousands of years, and it has not yet been reborn in later generations.
Jiang Wanying covered her hand and said, "Sister Anan, you must protect yourself when you are with Junyi. Nothing in this world is more important than life."
Gu Nan held her hand firmly back, "I know."
After returning to Fajue Temple, Gu Nan glanced at the two children from afar outside the door.
The older one has woken up, but she is shy and hides in the corner, not daring to speak. She doesn't cry or make a fuss, as if she knows this is no longer her home.
The younger one also developed a fever, but his condition was not as serious as those of the other three children. He would be cured after taking two doses of medicine.
The person was brought back by Chunyi, so naturally he will be taken care of by Chunyi's people. However, the temple is full of monks and novices, which is not very convenient. Huiwu has already asked people to go down the mountain to find someone to go up the mountain to take care of him. The earliest we will have news is tomorrow.
"Why don't you go in and take a look, benefactor? Both children look so pitiful." De Zhao couldn't help but say when he saw Gu Nan wandering outside the door.
"They are weak, don't let me affect them."
De Zhao had not yet entered the Tao, and was ignorant of these things. He just said "oh" and said nothing more.
But the older child noticed Gu Nan because of his voice, and she almost subconsciously approached the only older woman among the group of bald men.
The big black and white eyes looked at Gu Nan without blinking, with curiosity and temptation, and carefully bloomed a flattering smile.
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