C4 (2/2)

”No,” You Duan'er looked at him calmly. ”You might not have died.”

When the lights went out, the souls were recorded in the Underworld. You Zou'er finally understood why Xuan Hong was not taken away by the Black and White Impermanence. It was because he was not dead at all.

”Bullshit!” Xuan Hong's saliva flew everywhere: ”How come I'm not dead? ”Your father is dead, walking without a trace, afraid of fire or light, your father is a ghost!” When You Zian saw him like this, she suddenly remembered that he looked like a ghost when she told him about it. However, the truth was the truth. Even if he cursed the heavens, it wouldn't change anything.

You Duan'er thought about it for a moment, then said: ”Maybe it's because you're sick or injured and have been in a coma all this time that your soul flew out.” ”How is this possible!?” Xuan Hong was flustered. ”It's not like you don't know where in the wilderness, there's not a single place with human habitation within a hundred miles. Why the f * ck would I hide in a brothel and experience life in such a shitty place?”

Xuan Hong was right. There were many evil things lurking on this mountain, and all the houses within a hundred miles radius had been moved away. Xuan Hong couldn't possibly appear here for no reason. You Duan'er held her head and felt a sharp pain in her head. Xuan Hong looked down at himself and saw that everything below his waist had become transparent. You Zian'er was right, no matter how tough he was, he couldn't be stronger than the God of Heaven.

With a heavy sigh, Xuan Hong made a decision. He held You Duan'er's head in his hands and looked her in the eye. ”You and me.” This was the simplest and most direct confession, as well as the most depressing confession at the end. You Duan'er spat on his face. Xuan Hong wiped his sleeves. He wanted to marry You Duan as his wife. He didn't mind being dirty when he married his own wife.

”You ate too much lard!” You Duan'er opened his mouth and scolded, ”It's all because of your mother.” Xuan Hong was beaming with joy after being scolded. ”You sure learn to scold pretty quickly.” ”I can kill very quickly too.” The more Xuan Hong laughed, the more pleased he became with himself. ”I'm your man. You can't bear to part with me.” After the knife flashed for a long time, You Zui sighed and silently put it away. Xuan Hong was right. She didn't want to part with him. It wasn't because he was her man, but because she had saved his life. She had stabbed him to death before he could repay her gratitude. This deal was not worth it. You Duan'er raised her head and patted the old yellow dog beside her. ”Let's go send you off,” she said to Xuan Hong.

Old master's mouth was the boundary between the barren mountains and the outside world. You Duan'er sent him to Old Master's mouth and stopped walking forward. Xuan Hong turned his head. ”That's it?” You Duan'er nodded. ”Here it is.” Xuan Hong stopped talking. He still wanted You Zian to go with him, but he was afraid You Zui would spit all over his face. His arms became transparent, and he couldn't wipe his face anymore.

Suddenly, she felt like laughing. However, she was afraid that Xuan Hong would scold her again, so she was never angry. However, the feeling of being scolded was very unpleasant, as if she had been scolded like sh * t. When you go back, speak more kindly, ”she instructed.” Don't scold people all the time. If you scold them in front of their faces, they'll hide behind your back. Xuan Hong looked at her. ”You cursed at me behind my back?” ”No,” said Yoakum, ”I like to scold in person.” Xuan Su laughed. ”Alright, wait for me to come back. I'll let you scold me everyday.”

”You still want to come back?” ”What a joke,” Xuan Hong stared with his eyes wide open. Xuan Hong only had his head left while talking. You Duan'er seemed to believe his words, but it was also as if he was taking his words as a fart. ”I understand.” Xuan Hong's voice became more and more indistinct as he opened his mouth. You Duan looked at his mouth and asked, ”Duan`er, can you hug me?” Duan'er? She frowned. This was a very familiar name. It was what people called her every day in her dreams. Duan'er. Duan'er. Duan'er.

You Duan'er raised her head to look around, but in the end, she still lowered her eyes. She couldn't. Xuan Hong sneered. How could a woman whom he had set his eyes on be so unreserved? When she looked up, there was nothing in front of her. The wind was blowing, taking away the last of the clouds, and the last words of promise were still in his ears. ”Wait for me to come back.” Outside of the old master's mouth was another world. It was a world that he used to be very familiar with but was now a very strange one. Suddenly she felt very cold. She pulled up her collar and crouched down to hug the old yellow dog tightly. This was her way of heating up. The old yellow dog's body temperature was her eternal furnace. When her body warmed up, her heart would warm up.