Chapter 102 The Master of the House

A monastery or even a life in it is powerless and absurd.

It seemed that he was born to have a hard time, or maybe the curse from heaven had taken away not only his cursed power, but also his luck.

A strength so strong that it can be called the ceiling would be respected accordingly anywhere else, but in the world of spellcasting, he is just an existence that is hated and despised.

I thought I had caught the light of happiness and would be able to spend my life with my loved ones and children, but it came to an abrupt end before it even began.

All fate had given him was a joke and a "powerful" hand of bad cards.

When he learned that Eri could not be cured, Zenyuan even felt that all the beautiful and painful things were like thin ice, gently breaking and falling into the bottomless lake, and he could not feel anything.

All his emotions were uprooted, and all that was left was an empty wasteland.

Zen Yuan even stared stiffly at the woman with her eyes closed on the hospital bed. This person who once smiled at him foolishly and said she would give him a home, now can only rely on machines to stay alive.

He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Huili's hand. His body was in good shape and always warm. Huili always liked to stick close to him in winter and exchange temperature with him.

Then he would pretend to be frozen and play with her, and the two of them would laugh meaninglessly but happily.

But this time, with just a slight touch, he retracted his hand because of the cold.

...If he had known earlier, he should have held Eri's hand more often, then her hand might not have been so cold.

In the end, Zenyuan still didn't touch Eri. He was afraid that she wouldn't respond to him, and that her coldness would freeze his hands.

So he turned and left, heading silently to the next mission assignment location.

Before this, he had always been a stay-at-home husband. Eri liked his job very much and enjoyed the different meals and care every time he returned home.

But the savings were of course not enough. Eri had to stay in the ward for treatment. Every minute those machines were running cost money, so he had no choice but to go back to his old job.

It doesn't matter whether it's killing people or killing cursed spirits, as long as there is money, Tianyu Tyrant can do anything.

During this time, even his agent Kong Shiyu advised him to reduce the frequency of his missions, but how could he stop?

After watching the man in front of him fall in silence, he disappeared into the night like a black shadow without attracting any attention.

Chanyuan Shener opened the door of the car that was waiting for him. Before the person sitting in the driver's seat could say anything, Shener said directly: "Give me the money."

Kong Shiyu twitched his lips and transferred the money to him neatly. He knew the situation of Shen'er's family and asked, "Your injury has even soiled my car. Where's Hui? He won't be alone at home, right? Do you have time to take care of him now?"

Zenyuan even paused as he was about to get off the car, as if he was thinking about who the other person was talking about, and then he slightly widened his eyes as if enjoying the reaction.

"Hey, hey, you won't leave Hui alone at home, right? He is so young." Kong Shiyu said in disbelief.

Zen Yuan even got off the car and replied impatiently: "Shut up, and postpone the next mission for a day."

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Of course he had not forgotten Hui, but a few days ago the medical bills suddenly became very large, and Zen Temple was not one of those people who cared much about saving money, so he could only take on a more dangerous mission.

Of course he couldn't take Hui with him on the mission, so he could only leave Hui at home and leave some food for him.

Just now he was thinking about going to the hospital to see Eri, but after hearing what Kong Shiyu said, he felt inexplicably guilty.

Hui is Eri's most beloved child. After she recovers from her illness, she must be sad to see that Hui was not well taken care of.

Thinking this, he quickened his pace to go home, opened the door anxiously, and was stunned when he saw everything inside.

The house was not a mess, or what kind of mess could a toddler make?

There was only some spilled milk powder and cold milk on the table in the living room. Because the child could eat so little, he only prepared some soft bread and milk powder.

Zenin Hui, who was only a few years old, was curled up on the sofa. He was so small that his whole body was curled up into a ball and could not be noticed unless one looked carefully.

After all, he was covered with two pieces of clothing, one from Shen'er and the other from Huili, overlapping each other and covering his body. He slept uneasily with his hands tightly grasping the corners of his clothes.

There were still tear marks on Hui's face and some bruises on his body from bumps and scrapes, but his hands were still clutching the clothes that gave him a sense of security.

Zen Master Shen was silent for a long time as he watched the scene. Finally, he simply changed his clothes and held the child on the sofa.

There was still a bloody smell on his body, which was not pleasant, but Chanyuan Hui seemed to smell a familiar scent. He relaxed his brows, loosened his hands and grabbed Shen'er's clothes again, with a relaxed expression.

Obviously he was not a good father, but the other party still depended on him. Zenyuan even lowered his eyes and looked at Zenyuan Hui for a long time before slowly closing his eyes and falling asleep on the sofa while holding him.

He was not sleeping deeply, and he opened his eyes as soon as Zenin Hui moved. Hui looked at Shen'er with sleepy eyes, with an expression of disbelief.

I even patted his butt, smiled a little and said, "What are you looking at, little brat."

Zenin Hui pouted, her eyes were red, as if she wanted to cry, but she held it back, and then pressed her lips hard on Shinji's shoulder.

But just after he took a bite, he was stunned. He didn't use any force, so why was there a smell of blood?

He stared at Shen'er blankly. Shen didn't show any sign of pain. Given his physical condition, he thought that this would heal on its own after a while.

"Sit down, I'll make something to eat and clean up for you later, and then we'll go see Eri."

After putting Hui away, Shen'er got up and went to the dusty kitchen to make something to eat. He hadn't used these for a long time because no one would let him use the kitchen utensils.

But these kitchen utensils were ultimately useless and I didn’t get to eat the meal.

The hospital called and said Eri's condition had worsened and she probably wouldn't survive for many more days.

Buzz——

He could not hear anything, as if he was thrown into water at that moment. The water poured into his brain, leaving only pain and soreness.

He put down what he was holding, turned around, picked up Hui and ran to the hospital. He was visibly panicked.

Zenin couldn't even understand the professional terms the doctor used, he could only see the regret in his words and told him that Eri only had one week left.

No amount of money could keep her here. It really seemed like she was only here for a short while and would disappear again.

Hui was carried in by the nurse to see Eri. After all, the current situation mainly focused on Eri's mood.

"Mr. Zenyuan, do you want to go in and see your wife?" the nurse asked the fierce-looking man cautiously.

The person being questioned did not answer, but it was obvious that he had no intention of going in. He just looked at the situation inside through the small transparent window in the door.

Eri's condition was very bad. She had lost a lot of weight due to the pain and could not hide her illness.

In the eyes of Zen Yuan Shen'er, who was constantly on the line between life and death, he could see that the person in front of him was about to die.

It's really ridiculous that despicable people can't die, and kind people can't live. They can't get a good end.

Eri is such a good person, even someone like him can accept her, why, why can't God be better to her.

At this moment, Zenin even began to pray to the gods he had never believed in before. As long as Eri could be saved, he would do anything, even if it meant praying or going to Zenin's house.

But please don't, don't torture my love like this.

He tapped the door lightly, as if he was going to push it open any second, but in the end he did nothing.

Zenin didn't even dare to see Eri when she was awake. He was afraid to see her eyes, afraid of her cold hands, afraid of the medical machines beside her, afraid that she would suddenly lose her breath.

He is afraid of too much. He is a scumbag, a coward, and a dreamer who is unwilling to face reality.

No, it's not the last time yet. He can still find a way, whether it's medical technology or magic. As long as there is a chance, he will try it.

He left the hospital evasively, breathing rapidly and not paying attention to the eyes of people around him. He knew that he must not look good now.

Zenin even went to the Zenin family. The current head of the Zenin family, Zenin Naohito, is a man with some brains.

After knowing what Shen'er wanted, he did not laugh at him or ridicule him. He just looked at him calmly and said, "Shen'er, you should know that there is no such method in the world of magic."

Even the reversal technique can only cure injuries, and whether it can cure diseases remains to be considered. Moreover, how many people in the world of sorcery can reverse the technique?

"If you are willing to come back, I will find a good home for your wife." He said this. After all, he did not look down on it, but he did not take it too seriously either.

People without magical powers have no status, whether in the Zen monastery or in the world of magic.

Zen Yuan even beat the man half to death with a cold face, and said coldly: "She won't die, but you may not."

After saying this, regardless of what he was thinking, he turned around and went to the next location.

There is a way, there must be a way, he told himself, with no other thoughts in his mind, moving like a zombie.

The warm sun shone on his body, but it could not give him any warmth. His body became stiffer as he moved, and he was completely numb.

He couldn't imagine his life after losing his lover. All the good things in his life were given by her, how could she be so cruel to take them back?

He had no other options left and wandered the streets. He couldn't get drunk and couldn't escape the intoxication of alcohol. He could only watch the gambling again and again and accept the result of his own failure.

He didn't want to go to the hospital and chose to escape like this, as if he would know nothing this way.

After he drank another bottle of wine without feeling, someone stood in front of him. He raised his eyes and looked at the ordinary-looking man with a seam on his forehead.

Just as I was about to open my mouth to drive the other person away, I heard the man speak:

"Zenyuan Shener, for the sake of love, are you willing to destroy the world?"