Chapter 84 Do you like me...?
She never dared to imagine that she would live such a wretched life in the future, like a stray dog barely surviving in this world.
If the woman from the past knew that the woman from the future would live like this, I wonder if she would have wanted to kill her with a sword.
She closed her eyes for a moment, a self-deprecating smile slowly curving her lips. When she opened her eyes again, she used the longsword still embedded in the ground to slowly stand up.
When she felt Shen Zhengyuan's hand on her arm, she instinctively shook it off.
But when she realized what she had done, she was a little embarrassed to look at Shen Zhengyuan, and could only say dryly, "...I can do it myself."
As she spoke, she coughed a few more times, until she vomited up several mouthfuls of blood. Only then did her breathing gradually calm down. She whispered, "I heard a noise outside. Don't worry about me, go out and save people..."
And what she said was true; there was indeed commotion outside. The moment the statue fell, the outside world was plunged into a hellish abyss.
The agonizing screams and terrified cries of countless people, along with the rumbling of collapsing buildings, blended together into a cacophony that seemed to emanate from hell, sending chills down one's spine.
It turns out that these puppets weren't just in the Weeping Dew Pavilion; many of those who had ever entered the Weeping Dew Pavilion had already been turned into puppets without anyone noticing.
At this moment, the puppets are wreaking havoc in Zhang County. Because the puppets usually pretend to be ordinary people and live normal lives, the first to suffer are their relatives and friends.
The mother, who was comforting her child, suddenly changed her expression, threw the baby in her arms to the ground, and pulled out her hairpin, stabbing it into the eye socket of her sleeping husband on the bed.
The once innocent child suddenly turned ferocious and opened his mouth to bite the throat of the family member next to him.
The usually gentle and refined husband suddenly changed his behavior, his face contorted as he picked up a heavy vase and smashed it on the head of the woman beside him.
And in the tavern that was still open, the brothers who were drinking and laughing one moment suddenly smashed their porcelain bowls and used the sharp shards to slit their friend's throat...
The puppets' slaughter began too suddenly and too cruelly. They didn't kill people immediately, but after the unfortunate survivor lost the ability to resist and escape, they would slowly tear out the person's heart, skin them, and rip out their flesh with a chillingly gentle smile on their face...
As soon as Li Chen left the Weeping Dew Pavilion, he saw that the usually bustling streets were now filled with screams, wails and cries for help.
The towering flames, seemingly from nowhere, had already engulfed half of Hezhang County, illuminating the pitch-black night sky as if it were daytime, making it clear that Hezhang County had become a living hell.
The dozen or so people brought by Shen Zhengyuan, having apparently overheard something from him, cupped their hands in greeting and vanished from their spots in an instant.
The next moment, a huge magic array composed of countless obscure runes suddenly appeared in the sky above Hezhang County, and as the light flowed, it covered this town that was like a purgatory.
As the magic array took shape, it suddenly pressed down.
The puppets enveloped by the magic array's radiance instantly froze, like wooden puppets whose strings had been cut, and then collapsed to the ground, their joints scattered everywhere, and fell silent.
Those who survived the ordeal in Hezhang County didn't even know what had happened. They were simply chased and killed inexplicably in the dead of night, and then inexplicably fled for their lives.
Even the sudden stillness of the puppets left them bewildered, unable to comprehend why such a calamity had suddenly befallen them.
All they knew was that only after the murderers suddenly "died" did they dare to turn back and look for the relatives and friends they had left behind.
When they saw the almost unrecognizable corpses of their relatives and friends, they didn't know whether to feel grief, fear, or bewilderment.
Some people have begun to hold the remains of their loved ones, sobbing, crying, or fainting.
Those who were not yet dead, but were only seriously injured, also began to scream in agony.
But listening to the intertwined cries and screams, many people still looked dazed and confused, as if it were a nightmare.
A nightmare that arrived suddenly and should have disappeared just as suddenly.
It's as if as long as they wake up from their dream, the dead will be brought back to life, and their lives can return to normal.
Unfortunately, from the moment this "nightmare" began, there was no possibility of waking up.
Li Chen stood atop the remaining half of the roof of the Weeping Dew Pavilion, taking in the devastation of the city. His hand gripping the hilt of his sword unconsciously tightened slowly until his knuckles turned white.
She silently gazed down for a long time before slowly shifting her gaze to Shen Zhengyuan. However, when Shen Zhengyuan noticed her gaze and looked at her, she quickly looked away.
well……
It's all her fault for losing her temper just now; now she doesn't know how to face Shen Zhengyuan.
But if I don't apologize, she did seem a bit ungrateful just now, sigh...
This is really troublesome.
Why don't we think of a way to cover up what just happened? Anyway, she won't live much longer. Once she's dead, there'll be no need to worry about how to apologize.
When the time comes, she can simply wait until the seventh day after his death, send Shen Zhengyuan a dream, and in the dream, say "I'm sorry" to him out of the blue, and then leave.
However, their souls are still locked together. If they don't find a way to break free, she won't be at peace even after death. Sigh...
So we still need to find a way to release their primordial spirits...
But how can we persuade Shen Zhengyuan to untie it?
She was struggling to think, but her thoughts were only halfway through when she was suddenly interrupted by the sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh.
She turned her head sharply and saw Shen Zhengyuan groan, blood trickling from the corner of his lips.
Looking down, he saw a long sword piercing straight through his back and chest, protruding from his body.
The moment she saw this scene, her heart felt as if it had been gripped tightly by an invisible hand. Her gaze suddenly turned sharp and fell on the owner of the sword. But when she saw who it was, she was stunned.
The person holding the long sword, with bloodshot eyes and a distorted face, was none other than Han Shannan, who had suddenly fallen into a coma earlier.
His eyes at this moment showed no trace of his usual clarity, only endless killing intent and ferocity.
Just as he was about to exert force to lift the sword and widen the wound, Li Chen, without thinking, abandoned the longsword in his hand and grabbed the cold blade, completely disregarding the fact that his palm had been cut by the sharp blade.
At the same time, with her other hand, she grabbed Han Shannan's wrist holding the sword, twisted it forcefully, and a sound of bones dislocating was heard. His hand instantly lost its strength and fell limply to the ground.
He couldn't use one hand, but he still wanted to grab the sword with the other. His mind was completely focused on killing Shen Zhengyuan, and he paid no attention to her, the one who had dislocated his wrist.
Seeing this, she immediately blocked his other hand, and in the instant she dislocated his arm, she delivered a chop to the back of his neck.
Han Shannan let out a muffled groan, his body went limp, and he fainted again.
She caught the person and tossed him to the disciples of the Dharma Cultivation World who had returned to report but were stunned to see Shen Zhengyuan injured.
After throwing it over, she was about to check on Shen Zhengyuan, but then turned back and added, "Don't kill him yet."
After giving her instructions, she immediately turned around, drew the sword, applied pressure to his acupoints to stop the bleeding, and took out some oral medicine from her storage bag, putting it into his mouth.
That medicine was something she had concocted when she was trying to cure her old ailment.
Unfortunately, even using the best medicinal herbs available in the cultivation world was of no use to her injuries. However, because the medicine was very effective in treating common injuries, she would often keep a few bottles on hand.
After he swallowed the pill, Li Chen carefully examined his pulse and said after a moment of focused observation, "Although it has deviated from the heart meridian, it will not affect your lifespan, but you will inevitably be injured by spiritual energy. You will need to recuperate for a while afterward, otherwise you may develop chronic illnesses."
As she spoke, she sighed and continued, "I say, Sect Leader Shen, the Sword God tried to kill you several times before, but he couldn't hit your vital points. Yet Han Shannan, a mere brat, almost killed you?"
"If I said that out loud, I doubt anyone would believe me. If you're going to use a self-inflicted injury scheme, could you at least choose one with a lower cost and one that won't be obvious to others? Let me tell you, no matter who you are, you only have one life. If you don't cherish it now, it will be too late to regret it later."
Shen Zhengyuan didn't respond to her words, but instead grabbed her hand, which was still dripping blood, and pried her palm open.
Looking at the deep, bone-revealing, and flesh-turned scars on her palm, he raised his other hand and placed it over them.
As a flash of inspiration struck, Li Chen felt the pain in his wound instantly disappear. What kind of technique could have such a good pain-relieving effect?
She pulled her hand back curiously, looked at it, and exclaimed, "Ah!"—she understood.
The wound no longer hurts because it has disappeared and healed.
I never imagined that the world of magic cultivators had so many strange techniques. No wonder people in the world of magic cultivators don't interact much with the world of alchemy cultivators. It turns out they can heal themselves from injuries and illnesses.
Just as she was sighing, she suddenly heard Shen Zhengyuan say, "You don't want me to die, do you?"
Li Chenjin: "...?"
He's so old, yet he still thinks so much. I wonder how he came up with these ideas.
"What do you mean, whether they want you to die or not? I'm telling you, Sect Leader Shen, why do you always like to gamble your own life on whether others want you to live or not?" Li Chenjin said with a sneer. "Life is a very precious thing, and a person only has one. Once it's gone, it's gone forever."
"Therefore, Sect Leader Shen, I ask you not to trample on the lives of others in the future, and even more so, not to trample on your own life. I despise anyone who would easily trample on the lives of others and their own."
As she spoke, she took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off her hands, saying, "To get back to the point, I hope you won't blame him. When he suddenly fainted in the Weeping Dew Pavilion, I felt something was wrong, so I asked you for some calming talismans, but I didn't expect it still wouldn't have stopped me."
She couldn't help but sigh as she said this, "That kid really doesn't mean any harm, he's just sharp-tongued. Just treat him like a talkative fool. Anyway, when he has nothing to do, he can play with a butterfly or an ant for half a day. Sometimes even a sweet rice ball is smarter than him."
"I know you wouldn't like a fool." Shen Zhengyuan suddenly spoke, his gaze fixed on her, his voice low and husky. "Then you don't like him, but you're willing to get hurt for me, does that mean... you like me a little?"
Author's Note: Random Musings
well……
Yu Menglong, goodnight. I've liked you ever since you played the Crown Princess. I even wanted to save up money to see you in person, but unfortunately, I didn't have the money back then. Later, some things happened in my family, and I had even less money. For a period of time, we had to borrow money to eat three meals a day. Every day I worried about sleeping on the streets the next day, and I worried about whether I would have any food to eat. Life was so hard. During that time, I thought about dying several times, but I didn't have the courage to die. Sigh...
I really like you, I want you to come back to life, I want to clear your name, but in reality there's nothing I can do.
All I can do is chant some scriptures for you.
It's a great pity I never met you in this life; now I have another regret.
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