[Transmigration Book] The male protagonist never comes

The curtain was drawn down, and the happy laughter and sad tears in the audience were all put away, and they were taken home.

The Tsing Yi Ghost walked up to the only one who hadn't left yet, bent down and said softly: "There is a kind of scar in the world called a heart scar, which can't be erased even after death. Brother, Hongyu's ten fingers are always bloody! That's her. The consequences of playing the zither all night!"

Jia Renyou's body trembled, his face was dyed in the night with a kind of desolation, a thorn landed on his heart, itching.

Another voice came from next to my ear: "But then I healed her hand as before, and I will use my heart and soul!"

The thorn was pushed in forcefully, penetrating three points fiercely, he did not refuse, but stretched his breath to allow the thorn to enter, waiting for the pain to redeem him.

Chen Shen shook his head, this is the best way to resolve the dispute between the three of them.

He couldn't hurt his relatives, so he could only plant a poisonous thorn in his brother's heart at the end, reminding him of his sins from time to time, which can be regarded as an explanation to Hongyu.

Suddenly a figure stumbled out from the side, shouted and knelt down on the ground: "I am that long-term worker, these are all my sins!"

Unable to wait for others to react, he slammed his head hard against the peach tree trunk, and his brain burst suddenly under the strength of wanting to die.The trunk of the peach tree swayed a few times, as if after years of grievances and grievances, the unbearable load finally fell down.

The face of the corpse was already mutilated. When Chen Shen saw the crutch, he suddenly woke up that this person was actually an old slave. No wonder he looked so disastrous that day, he was haggard tormented by guilt for half his life.

At this time, the soul of the Tsing Yi ghost slowly shattered from the face, like a peeling stone sculpture, disappearing between the heaven and the earth.

Looking at this scene, Jia Renyou moved his lips, and his mouth shape seemed to be like that of a younger brother. Mrs. Lianqiao, who came at some time, supported him and comforted him softly.

Seeing that she seemed to be in a better mood, Jia Renyou reprimanded her with concern to be careful about the child in her belly.

Seeing this happy scene, Liu Shu felt inexplicably irritated. Everything that belonged to Hongyu was taken over by Forsythia, and Jia Renyou was still able to be happy. Those two smiling faces were simply ironic.

As if being reminded of the memory he least wanted to face, the vortex was churning in his mind, a storm was brewing in his eyes, and the red mole on his right middle finger began to feel hot.

Chen Shen felt the obvious emotional change on Liu Shu, followed his gaze, and guessed that the child might be frightened by the variability and expiration of love, and couldn't turn the corner for a while.The chicken soup for the soul is ready to be stewed.

"The hardest and most fragile thing in this world is love. Some people only love one person in their life, and some people will meet many right people." Of course, some people will meet countless true loves, and they all have one The common name is the stallion.

Although what Chen Shen said was very succinct, Liu Shu could easily understand it, and somehow he asked, "Which type of person does senior brother belong to?"

A child shouldn't be holding his brother's thigh and crying bitterly, yelling that I made it up, and then asking such a cruel question, he really wants to shake the other's shoulder severely, and reply: "Young man, you are very good!" Ideas!"

Chen Shen thought about Gu Tong, although he didn't have any lingering feeling, but it was easier to find a three-legged person than to find a person who seemed to have known each other and hated seeing each other in the vast sea of ​​people, and besides her, no one else could give him the opportunity. He feels like home, how many pieces of true love are there among the thousands of wedding rings that are tightly intertwined?

So he resolutely divided himself into the group of creatures that are lovers.

"former."

He showed that recalling expression again, and this time his eyes were filled with a kind of sweet meaning easily, really stupid, Liu Shu frowned and turned his head away.

With Jia Renyou's handwritten thank you letter, they trekked for several days and returned to Cangwu Mountain.

Handing Susha a bunch of candied haws from his luggage, Chen Shen couldn't bear to look straight at him. Is this the Daoist Susha who will pick 72 Onitsuka alone in the future? The corners of his mouth are shining, and his face is sticky. Well, the picture is so beautiful that I dare not look at it!

Chen Shen took off the pretentious artifact and handed it to Ning Shao, and went to explain the record of the folk investigation to the leader. The cold and coquettish white cloak was worshiped by Ning Shao and placed in the slender arms, ready to be the master at all times. on equipment.

After reporting their work to Cangwu's biggest boss, they both pushed the door and left with a few small red flower brand spirit stones as rewards.

Seeing Chen Shen's hurried footsteps towards Juqi Pavilion, Liu Shu calculated that it had been five years since the foundation was established, and now he should be entering the ranks of Jindan monks.

Turning through the layers of maple trees, he took out from his arms the little thing he had picked up in Tsing Yi Ghost Scattered while no one was paying attention.

A very ordinary small wooden boat in the south of the Yangtze River, only the size of a palm, with a scull, a black awning, and a white sail, but it has all internal organs.

This should be the magic weapon to let the resentful ghosts dissipate their grievances and reenter the cycle of reincarnation. Otherwise, if a resentful ghost like Hongyu couldn't step on the Naihe Bridge, he would be swallowed by the little ghost passing by.

After shaking it a few times, the wooden boat seemed to be floating on the stormy sea, the objects hanging on the side of the boat rattled, and a figure rolled down from the cabin covered by the light blue curtain.

The figure rolled bigger and bigger, and when the weather calmed down, a woman with a bun was standing on the ground in the maple grove, her eyes were full of Qinhuai water, and her brows of willow leaves in March, as if someone had casually pasted her fair face. , like the lake wind blowing inadvertently.

A typical Jiangnan woman's expression at this moment is like that of a frightened rabbit, full of fear of unstable factors.

Liu Shu narrowed his eyes, her appearance was similar to that of a deja vu.

The frightened rabbit trembled even more after seeing the flowing tree, but she still tried to calm down and said in a steady voice: "I am Hongyu, and I am also the soul of Suo Baosuo. Baby, you can't kill me, I'm just like a tiger with wings for you."

Seeing her strong outside but middle stem at a glance, Liu Shu took off the maple leaf on his shoulder and tore it into strips slowly. He looked at the stump of Maple Leaf without raising his head: "Didn't you go to reincarnate?"

At this moment, Hongyu felt that her heart was being gracefully torn apart by those beautiful and slender hands, and her voice couldn't help trembling: "I didn't enter reincarnation, and I planned to stay with Lan Shu until the moment my soul died."

Liu Shu stopped his hands, his eyes tightly grasped Hongyu's expression: "His soul is gone, why don't you die?"

Under the persecution of such ruthless eyes, Hongyu didn't want to run away at the moment, but dared not, as if being grabbed seven inches by someone, and could only be manipulated by others, what level of cultivation is the person in front of her?It actually made her have this idea of ​​not wanting to struggle.

Jindan?No, absolutely more than that!

She couldn't help but clenched her hands tightly, but she didn't expect Liu Shu to react so strongly, bit her lower lip hard, and said in a broken voice: "I didn't expect that on the way back to the sun, it became a weapon soul by accident, and the seven emotions and six desires were forged out of the soul. At this time To me, those feelings are nothing more than the impurities of defective products.”

Liu Shu also looked back, if only the ghost in green had eaten the red jade back then, it would be great, so that his soul would not be scattered, and he could be with the person he wanted forever, and there would be no such thing as a woman who hates women in front of him.

He slapped the dust off his hands with both hands, and sneered, stupid people have to pay the same price!

The thumb of the right hand flicked lightly on the middle finger, a bead of blood burned on the center of Hongyu's eyebrows, and the soul of the weapon had already recognized its master.

"Go in, I will call you naturally if I have something to do."

Ever since she became the soul of treasure hunting, her five senses are more sensitive than ordinary people. Hongyu instinctively felt the other party's disgust, and quickly hid in the cabin as if she had been pardoned.

Gently shaking the Suobaoshuo, I picked it up with my fingertips towards the hatch, and there was a treasure in the Qiankun bag.

Liu Shu glanced at the natural moat between the back mountain and Fenglin, and an unpredictable light flashed from the corner of his eyes. He walked back to his yard without stopping, but was unfortunately dragged by a few young and energetic nephews on the way. The fighting notary and the transparent Liu Shu naturally came to invite him without thinking.

Back to the dormitory with fairy air, since Chen Shen regained his identity as a Chinese paper, Pink Bubble’s boudoir has been upgraded and evolved into a heavenly palace. The white ribbons are like tens of thousands of tentacles of an octopus, opening their teeth and claws in the wind. sneak up on your face.

He complained heavily to Ning Shao many times with a face full of misery, but Ning Shao was already well versed in the management of the property at a young age, and he nodded in front of his face as if he was about to fall, but after turning around...

Chen Shen calmly grabbed the white silk from his face, showing that he was used to it.

Chen Shen felt that the spiritual power was a little out of control, and he didn't have time to tell his master to pull and fuse it for him. He held a Juling Pill in his mouth, pinched the Ziwu formula with his hand, and purified his mind for a moment. In the vastness of time, with dark eyes, betting on the sun, moon and sky.For a moment, there was a cyclone in Tiangang, which was gradually forgotten and entered the void.

Under the comfort of the master, the faintly violent spiritual power slowly slowed down like a river flowing into a wide riverbed. Chen Shen used his spiritual knowledge to cut them into three streams, respectively from Mingtang, Weilu, Niwan, and Yinqiao. Buffer the attack.

After a while, the spiritual power was consumed into a trickle, and the speed of the impact slowed down and tended to stagnate. At this time, the elixir in his mouth took effect, and the spiritual energy infiltrated from the five internal organs into the eight extraordinary meridians, and the spiritual power flowed like a dying person in the desert. A puddle of shallow water poured into the endless ocean, instantly regained energy and continued to violently attack the acupuncture points.

It took a long time, the meridians became more solid under the fierce spiritual power tempering, and finally the thin barrier was punctured fiercely by the spiritual power flow condensed into the shape of a sword. Zhou Tian turned around a few times, and all converged to the dantian. The beads rotate at a high speed, as if an external force pulls away the surrounding air, and the beads finally solidify into the size of a fingernail.

Chen Shen wiped off the water stains on his forehead, felt the continuous flow of spiritual power from the golden elixir, and let out a sigh of relief.

His body was so sticky that Chen Shen realized that his inner garment was soaked with sweat, the thin silk shirt was clinging to his slender body, and the sweat on his skin was as bright as honey under the light.

Invite Ning Shao to prepare the bathing things, Chen Shen washes away all the dust, and lays down on the couch early to rest.