And where he was standing now was right at the entrance of the cemetery.
A figure appeared from behind the huge stone pillar at the door, and said to him with red eyes:
"It's so annoying. I've already made myself forget all this, why do you still want to trick me into crying?"
Jiang Wumei looked in the direction of the voice, only to see that the figure was none other than Cheng Shi!
But he was not the Cheng Shi in front of Lao Jia’s tomb, but his teammate, the fate weaver, Cheng Shi!
His eyes widened and his pupils shrank dramatically. Sirens blared in his heart and his mind went blank. An electric current of fear ran from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, leaving him with almost no strength to pull the bowstring.
But his instinct for survival made him move, but he didn't do it because he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.
He swallowed his saliva nervously and said word by word:
"I didn't do anything to hurt him."
Cheng Shi's tears were still flowing, but he smiled:
“Yes, Ranger, you are cleaner than any Dream Peeping Ranger lying here.
But I have only one question for you, just one question:
Will you dedicate to Him all that you see tonight?
If you say no, I’ll let you go.”
The hesitation on Jiang Wumei's face flashed away, and he gritted his teeth and said, "No."
Well, that's a lie.
Very good, very good.
Cheng Shi wiped away his tears and smiled indifferently.
"I never like anyone disturbing him, nor do I want him to appear in this disgusting game. I don't want to reunite with him inexplicably in a way I couldn't expect. So, I'm sorry to have to trouble you, Ranger.
You know I'm a liar and you can't trust what I say."
"boom--"
Before he could finish his words, thunder exploded. He was still the cautious Cheng Shi and would never leave any chance for the enemy at such a moment.
"But Ranger, I still want to tell you one thing, there is no free lunch in the world.
When you listen to other people's stories, you naturally have to pay the corresponding price.
It’s just that my story is a little expensive.
Probably worth just one life.”
Looking at the ranger in front of him who was blown into a charred corpse, Cheng Shi raised his hand again and fired another shot.
"boom--"
"Goodbye, Ranger, I wish you sweet dreams forever."
At this point, the Dream Peeping Ranger died in his dream.
Two loud thunders roared past, and then a heavy rain came.
It was raining. In this cemetery full of sorrow, a rain was falling that was mourning the misfortune of fate.
Cheng Shi stared blankly at the ashes under his feet. He remembered something and shook his head and laughed.
"Speaking of which, I have to thank you. This image of the old man's father was completed for me by you Dream Peeping Rangers. With each of you coming, I feel his love for me deepen."
As he said this, he raised his head and looked at himself who was crying in front of the tombstone. Cheng Shi woke up in his dream, awakened by the rain pouring down from the sky. His tears mixed with the rain, and his crying was covered by the sound of rain, as if the sadness was gone.
But only Cheng Shi knew that he was the most desperate at this moment, because at this moment he was wondering why even God was laughing at me.
It was also from that time that he began to despise fate.
"Alas, it's all over."
Cheng Shi sighed, resisted the urge to take another look, and turned away.
"Old man, I know you like playing chess, so I found a new chess partner for you.
But you have to be careful, he might be very good at memorizing chess moves."
As he spoke, he paused and his voice choked again.
"Old man, I'm leaving now. I'm probably going to forget something about you again...
But this time I understand. It turns out that you also envy other people’s children for getting the top score in the imperial examination.
Well, top scholar, I am too stupid and I am not good at studying, so it may be a bit difficult for me to pass the exam to be the top scholar.
But now, there is no champion anymore..."
As Cheng Shi was talking, he suddenly laughed again. He turned around again to look at the cemetery that was about to disappear, and bid farewell to Lao Jia completely with his last tear.
Tears fall and dreams fade.
At the same time, in the main house of the mushroom-foot tribe in the Forest of Sighs, Cheng Shi opened his eyes after a good night's sleep.
It's daybreak.
...
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