Cangzhou monster story

When mentioning Miracle Doctor Zhang, Boss Meng's fanning hand froze slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Yes, he worked harder."

The medicine was almost cold, and Aunt Wang was about to bring it in to feed Meng Wuying, but Boss Meng stood up and stopped him, "I'll go."

As he spoke, he took the medicine from her hand and sent it to Meng Wuying's room.

He was lying on the couch, his face pale.There is a white dry circle around the lip, like a dying fish.

His eyes were closed and he was frowning even when he was unconscious, as if he was troubled by something.

Boss Meng put the medicine by the bed and opened his mouth with his hand.

He scooped up a spoonful of medicine and poured it into his mouth.

Maybe it was because he was drinking too hard, Meng Wuying choked and let out a few violent coughs.

Boss Meng quickly propped up his body and patted his back.

"Floating life."

Like a feather falling on the water, ripples spread.

An extremely soft call overflowed from Meng Wuying's mouth.

Boss Meng froze.I have forgotten my own actions, lest it is my own illusion.

"Fusheng." There was another sound, like muttering to himself, or like talking in a dream.

Boss Meng was convinced that he was calling him, and quickly laid him flat on the bed, patted his cheek, "Senior brother?"

Meng Wuying's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was about to wake up.

"Brother."

In the dream, the voice of floating life came.

His voice seemed to be filled with spring breeze forever, so soft and warm.

He originally thought that he would spend his whole life on Shading Mountain, alone with his master.

Unexpectedly, Master brought back Meng Fusheng.

The boy was dirty all over, and his face was darkened.He looked down on him, but those eyes looked at him with a smile, and called him softly, "Senior Brother."

He gave him a cold face and never talked to him much.

But Meng Fusheng didn't care, and always followed him, knowing all his little thoughts.

How can such a person be rejected.

Gradually, he got used to his company, got used to having him take care of him and talk to him.

They have two swords combined, and they are happy in the rivers and lakes.

That was his happiest time.

He seems to have returned to the day he left Cangzhou.There was heavy snow with goose feathers floating in the sky, and it was freezing cold.

Meng Fusheng still looked at him with a slight smile, and said to him: "Go, do what you want."

He thought that he would follow behind him as before.

However, he didn't.

"Brother."

Meng Wuying struggled to open his eyes, and the light rushed into his eyes.In a dazzling halo, he saw Meng Fusheng's eyes.

Seeing him open his eyes, Boss Meng laughed in surprise, "Brother, you're awake!"

Meng Wuying looked at him with joy in his eyes, but his tone remained calm, "How long have I been asleep?"

"It's been half a month." Boss Meng picked up the medicine bowl at hand, "I want to drink the medicine."

Meng Wuying shook her head, "It's useless."

Boss Meng is well aware of his situation, and taking the medicine is just a sigh of relief.Thinking of this, I couldn't help feeling sour, and said softly: "Who said it's useless, as long as you take the medicine well, you can get better."

Meng Wuying didn't even look at the medicine bowl, but just stared at Boss Meng in front of him, "Is anyone here?"

Boss Meng knew his temper, put down the medicine bowl in his hand, "A man with a scarred face came to look for you."

"Is it okay?" Meng Wuying looked at him up and down, as if he was injured.

"It's okay, but next time I won't be able to beat him." Boss Meng told the truth, and then asked, "Who is he?"

Meng Wuying lowered his head, hesitated for a long time, and said slowly, "Shenyue Sect."

"Shenyue Sect?!" Boss Meng was shocked, "Why did you mess with them?"

Shenyuejiao worships the moon god.Claiming to be able to obtain the essence of heaven and earth through worshiping the moon god.Even mortals can live forever.Because of demagoguery and cruel sacrificial techniques, it is considered to be a heretical sect.

However, there are so many masters of the Shenyue Sect, and they are also a force that should not be underestimated.

Meng Wuying obviously didn't want to talk too much, so she just bowed her head in silence.

"Brother, what have you done all these years?" Boss Meng didn't forget what the old man said, but he really didn't want to believe his words.

Randomly snatching secret books from people, disregarding human life.

Could it be him?

Boss Meng still remembered the first time Meng Wuying killed someone.

That was the first time they went down the mountain and encountered bandits blocking their way.

I wanted to give a simple lesson, but because it was the first time I made a move, it didn't matter how serious it was.Meng Wuying drew his sword and took the man's life.

Blood spattered onto his hands, scarlet.

He looked at Boss Meng with flustered eyes, "I just want to teach him a lesson."

Boss Meng stepped forward to put away the blood-drinking sword for him, "It's okay, he deserves to die."

At that time, Boss Meng looked at the usually indifferent Meng Wuying with a flustered expression.I thought in my heart, maybe I was born a cool person, and I didn't feel any fear when I killed someone for the first time.

Although Meng Wuying looks indifferent on the outside, he is always kind in his heart.

He took a handkerchief and wiped away the blood on Meng Wuying's hands little by little.As if this could soothe his flustered heart.

Later, they joined hands.Countless people died under the swords of Snow Song.

But every one of them was the person Boss Meng thought he deserved to die at that time.

Later, I arrived in Cangzhou.He came into contact with all kinds of human beings.Indulging in the fireworks of the world.He also reflected on what he did when he was young. In fact, none of those who died under his sword deserved to die.

He has no right to easily judge that a certain person deserves to die.

Therefore, Snow Song Sword gradually became dusty.

The two were silent for a long time, and Meng Wuying broke the silence, "I killed some damned people."

Boss Meng's heart froze, as if someone had hit him hard.With a dry throat, he said, "Brother, no one deserves to die."

Meng Wuying raised his eyes, his eyes were indifferent, "Isn't that what you said?"

Boss Meng seemed to have been robbed of his words. He looked at Meng Wuying quietly, opened and closed his lips, but couldn't make any sound.

Scarface came to the door again that night, and the blood-drinking sword screamed in his hand.

Holding the Snow Song Sword in his hand, Boss Meng stood under the big red lantern in the tavern, and the dim light shone all over his body.

"Meng Fusheng, you are looking for death." Scarface's voice was indifferent, without a trace of ups and downs.

Boss Meng didn't know that this was a gnat shaking the tree, "It's just a matter of raising your hand to take my life, so why bother?"

"I don't want to kill you, as long as you hand over Meng Wuying."

"Meng is really curious, why does Meng Wuying let you pursue him so hard?" Boss Meng asked with doubts in his heart.

"Meng Wuying took the cheats from my teaching, tell me, should I kill him and get back the cheats?" Anger gathered between the brows of Dao Scar's face, obviously he didn't want to talk more.

"The secret books of Shenyue Sect were taken away so easily?" Boss Meng was a little surprised. He heard the old Taoist mention that Meng Wuying searched for the secret books everywhere, but he didn't expect him to be so bold.

"Meng Fusheng, you talk too much." Before Scarface finished speaking, the blood-drinking sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath.