I Want to Hang Around in the Moon

"——As long as grandpa can come back to life, if there is anything that can be used as a price, you can take it directly, my lord." After listening to the other party's words, Lezheng decided to believe her, then she closed her eyes tightly, Showing a look of fear of pain.

The price she imagined was her flesh and blood. After all, in the stories she had read, those monsters liked these things.

But after a long, long time, the expected pain still did not appear, so she opened her eyes a little to see what the other party was doing, and then she found that the other party was looking at her with a speechless expression.

"My lord, didn't you say that you want to resurrect my grandfather? The price, I, I will give you now. Please help me resurrect my grandfather!"

"You are wrong, I am not those lowly monsters, and I am not capable of helping you realize your wish." The other party shrugged and said in a helpless tone.

"Didn't you just say—" Hearing this answer, Le Zhengling's eyes widened and his face flushed with anger.

"I only know the method, but I don't have the ability—or if it's just me alone, I can't realize your wish." The silver-haired woman waved her hand, indicating that Le Zhengting is listening and don't be impatient, "If you really want to realize this If you wish, you need to find another thing.”

"What thing? Where is it!" Le Zhengling looked at the other party anxiously. If she could really realize her wish by finding that thing, she was willing to pay any price.

"That thing is a glazed ball named [God's Will]. If you really want to find it, I can guide you to find it." The man looked at Le Zhengling with inexplicable eyes, "However, if you If you really want to find [God’s Will], you must first change back to Ji’s surname, have you made up your mind?”

Le Zhengling was taken aback for a moment, and then asked belatedly, "My lord, did you come to me because you knew about my affairs?"

"Of course I came to you because I knew about you. After all, the Fengge and Luantai Jiang families discovered that the stars were changing, and the world was changing. This kind of thing has to be let me take action. Also, don't call me a god. For me, you are the omnipotent god."

The silver-haired girl walked up to Le Zhengling slowly, and gently took her hand.

"Then what should I call you, Lord Shenming?" Le Zhengling's hand was held by another cool hand, and he felt that the heart full of hatred before had been washed clean.

"What's my name? You can call me [Boundary Ring]."

"This name is so strange." Le Zhengling looked at the other person's face and said softly.

"Because I am a ring. How about letting you come up with a name for me?" The person who called himself Jie Huan chuckled, reached out and stroked Le Zhengling's lips, and the wound on his lip slowly Heal and eventually return to normal.

Le Zhengling looked at her ignorantly, and felt that her smile was really pretty, and from the very beginning, the tone and rhythm of the other party's speech were full of rhythm like singing poetry.

"Chords—yes, I'll ask God to make chords from now on."

The silver-haired woman was slightly taken aback. She said it casually, but she didn't expect that Le Zhengling would actually give her a name, "A chord? It's not a bad name."

"Then, as a reward, before you make up your mind, I will stay by your side and protect your safety. After all, your final death is coming."

Hearing that the other party wants to accompany him, Le Zheng Lingling is naturally very willing. After all, after the death of his grandfather, he is left alone in this room. Fear is only a trivial matter, and the most important thing is loneliness.

"Then sister Hexian, can you tell me something about you? And why did you know me? And——" Lezheng listening, as if wanting to make up for all the things he hasn't said in the past few days, kept going Question the woman.

"Well, let's answer these questions one by one. But your body is humming with hunger, you should go and fill your stomach first." The girl who got the name Chord pointed to the music and was listening. Her bulging belly made her face turn red with fever.

Lezheng ran away with the paper in her hand in a "dong dong dong", aiming at the kitchen of the store, but she forgot that grandpa's diary was still there.

Seeing Le Zhengting who had gone away, He Xian walked to the low table, picked up the diary, and looked at the last page.

——When I opened my eyes this morning, I had a premonition that death had come.If it wasn't for listening to wake me up today, I might just fall asleep and die.

I even had to listen to him to help me when I got up, and finally comforted him for a long time before she went to school, while I braced myself, took out this diary that recorded useless things, and wrote what should be the last diary.

Life at seventy is rare since ancient times, yes, I have experienced so much, it is really a fluke to be able to live to this age.

I remember that when I chose to join the army back then, the one from the Jiang family gave me a commandment, all stars are lucky, and every bad luck is good, and every star is bad, every good luck is also bad.

And persuaded me that the gamble here is the number of days, if I die, I am on the wrong team, and told me to be careful.

However, I didn't expect that this order would be the order of my future life. Even if I followed the right person in that war, I ended up on the wrong team. family.

There is also a reason why I am not reconciled to my fate. As a result, the pair of twins, Ji Zhen (diao) and Qiao Qiao—is it all my fault?

And leaving with Lingling is the safest choice I can make. Now that things have come to this point, I can't let Jojo's efforts go to waste. Lingling is born with a double curse, as long as he is not in the heavenly court , the effect is not so strong.

Ah, but there is one more time, obviously as long as the 15-year-old is over, Ling Ling will be free, no need to stay in the isolated tomb, no need to watch the tragic scenes that represent the replacement of generations, no need to endure the separation of three souls and seven souls every day The pain, as long as I survive the last time, everything will be different-but why, is it because I can't bear it?

If Ling Ling was taken back, she would definitely not be able to stand it if she hadn't experienced that.

People who are immersed in misfortune from birth do not know what misfortune is. People who suffer from pain from birth do not know what pain is. People who are destined to be hated by everyone before birth do not know love.

Born to be guilty, this kind of unreasonable thing, the tragedy that has been passed down to the present, shouldn't it end?

Ahhh, as I get old, I keep thinking about the past. In fact, in the final analysis, I just have no face to see Qiao Qiao.But even if the bloodline is broken, that is, if Ling Ling dies, I don't want to see her become the new bearer.

Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me, forgive me, forgive me, forgive me, forgive me, forgive me please.

All the sins are borne by me, even if this life is not over, I will go to the next life, and the next life will be the next life before the next life is over, life after life, countless numbers to the end of the root.

Chord closed the diary, and then put it back in place, "It's useless, there is a definite number in the world, even if you break away from Fanshui and go to the fairyland, transcend the Three Realms and not be in the Five Elements, if you can't escape, you still can't escape."

"In the end, what people can do is to choose what they think they can choose, but they don't know that this choice has no choice from the beginning. The combination of me and God's will is just a small back door, making this choice into someone who can use us s Choice."

"The four seasons are constantly changing, and the years are reincarnated and long. Woohoo, Lezheng Lingling, what a lucky person; Woohoo, Ji Lingling, what an unlucky person." With a sigh, Chord turned and left.

Time froze again, Cheng Zi looked at the woman who claimed to be a spirit with complicated eyes, her face gradually filled with seriousness.

And Youzhu's eyelids twitched. Compared with Cheng Zi, who is not familiar with Chinese classical Chinese, as a fairy tale witch, she is no stranger to those things.

After all, she has a library that is bigger than the clock tower, and the "Witch's Cave" is far superior in both volume and value. Many of the bamboo slips, bones, and tortoise shells in the deepest part are written in ancient Chinese characters.

And when the woman named Hexian said that she was [Jiehuan], both Youzhu and Chengzi knew her true identity, and that was the necklace that they kept in turn and belonged to Le Zhengling.

"That necklace turned out to be Fu Sangshen?" Although Cheng Zi knew that the necklace was special, he didn't expect it to be so special.

That is an autonomous form, not a puppet that is deliberately made into a human form, nor is it a human soul sealed in something, and it is not a kind of artificial life that is carefully crafted, but is born from the object itself. Wisdom, and finally turned into a human form.

To use the ancient Chinese mysterious name, it is "goblin".It is not a "fairy" specially made by Gaia in the West and born as Gaia's touch, but something that exists beyond the concept of life.