Chapter 37 I bumped into a Taoist priest [New book, please collect it! ]
The moon is bright and the wind is gentle.
Leaves cover the window frames.
In the small and dark room, there was the sound of water dripping.
Tick. Tick.
No, not water, but blood.
A Qiang stared at his fist, clenched his teeth, and the grief and resentment in his heart kept surging.
"Why? Why is this world so unfair?" he asked, looking up.
He once had a childhood sweetheart.
Her name is Azhen.
The two grew up together, and for more than ten years, they only had eyes for each other.
He had long considered Ah Zhen his wife, and Ah Zhen had long considered him her husband.
I thought that once he had saved enough for a betrothal gift, all this would happen naturally.
But a few days ago, he heard that Azhen was going to marry a wealthy man in the county.
He couldn't believe it, so he ran to Azhen's house to ask.
But Azhen's parents didn't let him in.
They told you not to come to see Azhen again.
Why?
He said no one had a deeper affection for Azhen than he did.
He didn't lie, he always believed that no one in the world loved Azhen more than he did.
Azhen's parents scoffed.
No matter how much it is, can it be thicker than other people’s betrothal gifts?
Today is Ah Zhen's wedding day.
A Qiang rushed over like crazy and stopped the sedan chair.
He finally met Azhen.
He just wanted to ask if Azhen was also unwilling to marry that old man.
As long as she says yes.
He took her away and no longer cared about anything else.
But Azhen said.
Don’t come to see me again in the future. I’m afraid my husband will misunderstand me.
Did she volunteer?
It turns out that all the friendship we had for so many years was fake?
He was beaten half to death by the servants of the wealthy family and thrown into a stinking ditch. He did not crawl back home until midnight.
But the physical pain is nothing compared to the heartache.
It felt like a piece of my heart had been taken out and it could never be filled back.
He felt like a fool as he had been fooled by this evil God for the past ten years.
"Why! Why do you do this to me!" He tore at his clothes in pain.
At this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly rang in my ears.
"Hey, because you're too weak."
"who?"
A Qiang's eyes suddenly widened. The room was empty and there was no other person at all.
Who is talking? Is it an illusion?
"Because you are too weak, you are destined to be trampled underfoot! You hate them. You hate that bastard rich man. He is disrespectful to his elders and wants to marry a young and beautiful concubine at his age. You hate that stinky woman. She has no feelings for you and has no mercy when she sees you being beaten to death. You hate her parents. They look down on you but are submissive to the rich man. Haha, you hate too many people. But you can only hate. You can't do anything."
The voice is still in my ears, extremely clear and definitely not fake.
Ah Qiang's heart was pounding, and he asked in panic, "Are you a human or a ghost?"
"Does it matter whether it's a human or a ghost?" The voice was vague, but seemed to be full of endless temptation: "What's important is that I have a powerful force that can make all those you hate pay the price in blood!"
"Power...you, what are you talking about?" Aqiang leaned against the wall, trembling.
"You are destined to be an ant in this life. Even if you are trampled into the mud, you can't struggle. You can only hold this resentment until you die. But I have a power that can make you stronger, make them regret provoking you in the next life, and make this unfair world tremble for you. Do you want it?"
Ah Qiang opened his eyes wide, took a deep breath for a while, and said in a trembling voice: "I want to..."
"That……"
"Are you afraid of death?"
The voice became more and more alluring, and Aqiang's eyes gradually lit up with a strange look, and he fell into a strange emotion.
He was like a traveler who had been hungry and thirsty in the desert for more than ten days and suddenly saw wine and barbecue ahead, and a strong and uncontrollable desire burst out from the bottom of his heart.
"I'm not afraid."
"Then you just need a simple deal."
"How do you trade?"
"Turn around."
A Qiang felt a little surprised when he heard this, as he was clearly leaning against the wall.
But he still looked back obediently.
This look gave him the creeps.
It turns out there is a face on the wall behind me!
The facial features are clear, the eyes are lively, and the face is vivid!
"Hey, were you scared just now? Remember this fear. When you think about the fear you will bring to them in the future, it will be a hundred or a thousand times greater than this. Are you eager?"
The face gradually emerged, and then the body below was revealed. Soon, a strange figure in a blue robe appeared in front of Aqiang.
"Who are you?" Aqiang asked tremblingly.
In fact, he had already guessed that the other person was not a human. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to ask what kind of ghost you are.
"I am an envoy from the Ghost Country. At the same time, I am here to help you, my friend."
The ghost continued to speak in a soft and seductive voice, and at the same time took something out of his arms and handed it to Aqiang.
He opened his hand, and in his sharp-nailed palm was a dirty little copper coin.
"Take it, and you will have terrifying power. But you have to sell me your life. In this unfair world, this is a rare fair deal. Do you... agree?"
A Qiang was so scared that he wanted to turn around and run.
But another voice in his heart told him to take the coin and take revenge on them.
Death is no big deal.
I just want to drag those people to death together!
"I……"
Just when his heart was beating violently.
Suddenly, a clear voice came from outside the window: "I don't agree."
"Um?"
The ghost frowned and looked out the window. A chill suddenly spread all over his body, making Aqiang shiver uncontrollably.
He turned around and saw an incredibly handsome young Taoist priest standing outside the window. He was wearing a brand new green Taoist robe, with his hair casually pinned up with a bamboo hairpin, and he looked indescribably elegant.
Aqiang’s first thought was… If I looked like this, maybe Azhen wouldn’t leave?
But he quickly dismissed the idea.
If I looked like this, would I still want her?
While he was daydreaming, the little Taoist priest said to him, "I'm sorry, the door wasn't open, so I climbed over the wall to get in."
"Ah...oh." Aqiang nodded blankly.
The blue-robed ghost narrowed his eyes and said, "Where did this little Taoist priest come from? He really doesn't know how to live or die."
It was just about to raise its hand to end the young Taoist's life when a flash of lightning suddenly occurred to its mind.
Wait, Taoist priest?
This Taoist priest...could it be...that Taoist priest?
It looked carefully at Li Chu and the iron sword behind him.
Seems unremarkable?
But out of caution, it still asked: "Little Taoist, have you ever been to the Liu family haunted house?"
"You've been there several times. What's the matter? Do you have anything to do with the ghosts there?" Li Chu asked back.
If this ghost wanted to chat with him, he wouldn't mind chatting with it. It would be even better if he could find out its origins and the purpose of its creation of the vengeful spirit.
But his wish was not fulfilled.
After hearing him say "I've been there a few times", the ghost's face changed drastically! Like an animal whose fur suddenly exploded, the ghost's body trembled, and then turned and ran away!
The speed was so fast that it almost turned into a streak of blue light!
In order not to let it go, Li Chu could only quickly draw his sword and slash it out!
The blue-robed ghost had gathered up the strength of several lifetimes to escape in an instant, but when it felt the terrifying sword pressure from behind, it still realized that death was approaching.
It only had time to send a message to the distance with all its strength.
"I bumped into a Taoist priest! Ah——"
Thanks to "Meng San San Na, who is full of offensive energy" for the 100 rewards.
(End of this chapter)
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