Chapter 281 Life is difficult, I am willing to give up reincarnation
"Who are you?"
The boy who coughed first was still kneeling in the snow, his bag had fallen apart, and the things inside had fallen to the ground.
Among them was a silver lock that sparkled brightly under the snow.
That is the longevity lock that wealthy families make for their children. One side is engraved with "Long hair is auspicious, and the young are to be feared", and the other side is engraved with auspicious clouds, lotus flowers and bats, which express the elders' blessings and expectations for the children.
But this blessing did not work. The boy coughed violently and the sputum he spat out was mixed with blood.
But he looked confused, his eyes wide open, "Am I going to die?"
The person she tied up was crying bitterly and wanted to bang his head on the ground, but the young man was incredibly calm.
Gu Nan glanced at him, said nothing, and didn't know what to say.
She was very confused. The sudden outbreak of plague disrupted her plans and she was not prepared at all to deal with it.
Fengcheng fell, but what about other nearby cities? What about other provincial capitals in this country?
Did Junyi only see the snowstorm and the plague? Will the flood she predicted actually happen?
What should she do to protect the people of Kyoto to the greatest extent possible?
What should she do to save the lives of the monks and people who were clearing the snow with her today?
Gu Nan dragged more than ten people through the heavy snow. Following the way they came, he saw men and women lying in the snow.
They walked to Kyoto with the hope of surviving, but once they fell down, they could never stand up again.
Gu Nan dragged them along and stopped only when they reached a sheltered valley.
"When did the plague in Fengcheng start?" Gu Nan asked.
Her expression was wooden, but the color on her face made her look fierce and cold.
She cut off everyone's last hope of survival. They showed no fear and no mercy, but remained silent tacitly to resist her ruthlessness.
"It should be seven days ago." said the young man who followed.
Gu Nan looked at him and asked, "The source of the plague is Fengcheng?"
"I have no idea."
"When did you start to feel unwell? What were the symptoms?" Gu Nan asked again.
"A day ago." The boy touched his chest. "Cough, fever, and chest pain."
Gu Nan asked the others, "Are you all like this?"
"What are you asking? You're not a doctor. You'll die no matter how many questions you ask!" A man replied angrily, with undisguised resentment in his red eyes.
Gu Nan was sprayed with blood face to face and would soon be infected with the plague like them.
The others also looked at Gu Nan with pity, but deep within that pity, there was also twisted hatred.
She spotted them in time and prevented them from entering the city, which they considered an indifference worthy of hostility.
For this reason, they were happy to see her collapse and despair like them, and finally die together from the plague.
But to their disappointment, Gu Nan had no reaction to the vicious curse. His expressionless face even showed a hint of boredom.
It was as if he had known they would say such evil words.
She placed a ban on these people to prevent them from approaching Kyoto City, then released the spell and stood up. "I will send you food and bedding later. If you are still alive and not infected with the plague after three days, I will let you enter the city."
As soon as the words fell, everyone's expressions became strange.
An awkward and absurd feeling rose in my heart.
This strange person is too sensitive, too strong, and too tolerant.
Who is she?
Isn't she afraid of death?
Or, will she die?
If she doesn't die, does that mean they might survive too?
They watched her receding figure, and a faint glimmer of hope was quietly born in an unreasonable manner.
Perhaps someone is willing to send them precious food and clothing?
"Don't follow me, you can't enter Kyoto City."
The young man followed Gu Nan closely, the whistling wind almost drowning out his weak voice, "Are you an immortal? Can you save me? I feel like I'm dying."
Gu Nan looked straight ahead and kept walking forward. "I'm not an immortal. If you rest here, maybe you can survive."
"But you are just like the immortals in mythology."
"I am a ghost, not an immortal."
"You're lying." The boy pouted, but he wasn't disappointed. He just said, "If you don't want to save me, then don't save me. Why did you lie to me?"
He sounded like a typical rich kid, innocent and fearless, who could complain about his likes and dislikes to a stranger even when facing death.
Gu Nan can accept other people's malice calmly, but he can't stand the straightforward words and talk of children.
A deep feeling of powerlessness surged in her heart. She stopped, turned around, and looked at his face carefully for the first time.
He has a delicate appearance, and the calmness that emanates from him makes him look somewhat fragmented.
"If you want anything, I'll bring it to you later." Gu Nan said.
The boy's cheeks were flushed, but his eyes were bright. He nodded shyly and whispered, "After I die, can you erect a tombstone for me?"
Perhaps because he acted too calmly, Gu Nan treated him like an adult and explained the pros and cons to him, "No, if you die, I will burn your body to prevent the spread of the plague."
He thought about it and said, "Okay, it doesn't matter. I just want a monument."
Gu Nan: "Okay."
"Something needs to be written on it." The boy's face turned even redder.
"Just write: A woman from Fengcheng, surnamed Cheng and given her name Zheng, has washed away the remnants of a woman's sins and dressed as a man for thirteen years. There is no end to the truth, and the years are not eternal. Life is truly difficult, and I wish to abandon reincarnation."
Gu Nan looked at her blankly.
Washing girls is a notorious feng shui sorcery that means killing every baby girl born in order to bring prosperity to the family.
In later records, the most notorious thing about the Jiang family is the "nine generations of wasting girls", as no girl survived for six consecutive generations.
And Cheng Zheng actually claimed to be the remnant of the female waster.
"I am a girl, but I have been a boy who established a family for thirteen years. I want to be a girl again after I die."
Cheng Zheng felt a pang of sadness when he was looked at by Gu Nan. His long eyelashes trembled a few times, and he turned around twice in front of Gu Nan in a light-hearted manner.
"Can't you tell? I have a lot of clothes in the winter, but it's different in the summer. I have to bind my chest and can't go out, unlike my brothers..."
She paused. "I used to have many aunts and sisters, but they are all dead. I am the only surviving girl among the seven generations of the Cheng family."
"My brothers didn't escape Fengcheng, but they all hoped that I could survive. Since I'm destined to die in a foreign land, I hope someone can erect a monument for me to let them know I'm here."
Knowing that she is here and seeing her self-written epitaph, then what?
She was willing to give up reincarnation and stop being human. What would she do after her brothers found her?
If there is no time for the truth, its years will not last long.
Cheng Zheng...
Was she denouncing the ruthless natural disaster or the unfair world?
Gu Nan had become a ghost without a physical body, but at this moment she felt someone covering her mouth and nose, making it hard for her to breathe. Her heart suddenly contracted and her limbs went numb with pain.
A huge grief suddenly overwhelmed her.
She was panting, her eyes were red, and she couldn't control her body from shaking.
Cheng Zheng, who survived the evil witch-washing technique, finally escaped from Fengcheng and was almost able to start a new life.
"Are you willing?"
Are you willing to die in such humiliation and pain?
Cheng Zheng looked up and met her eyes. For the first time, the eyes of this girl who had faced life and death with equanimity showed a ripple.
Her eyes were red, and her bright eyes were like a torch that suddenly lit up in the darkness. She spoke word by word, stubbornly saying, "I won't give up."
I left this epitaph because I was unwilling to accept the fact.
It was because she was unwilling to accept this that she wanted everyone in the future who saw her epitaph to see her pain, despair, and hatred.
She calls herself a remnant, but with her dead soul she denounces the persecution inflicted on her, her aunts and sisters, and thousands of others like her by this era.
She is not greedy for life and is not afraid of death.
She was ready to die.
And never look back.
Cheng Zheng bent his knees and kowtowed to Gu Nan.
In the midst of the wind and snow, she knelt for a long time, unable to get up, and said in a sad and resolute voice, "I beg the immortal to grant me your blessing."
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