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Chapter 433: So that’s it

In fact, I don't know why I feel very calm at this time.

Even though I knew that my coming here was designed by Taishan Prefecture, standing on this bridge, I had no other emotions. Not only that, I actually had the urge to gamble.

As I walked towards the other end of the bridge, I began to feel the bone-chilling chill sweeping towards me, but I did not stop but walked forward step by step.

Soon I was gone a third of the way.

But during this third of the journey, my body was already frozen, and every time I took a step, it was as if I was relying on my body's instinct.

Gradually, the scene before my eyes began to blur.

Then the changes start from the blur.

At the end, when I opened my eyes again, I had already returned to Baiyun City.

It's still in the same position.

I'm curled up and covered in sweat?

"Is this a dream?" I murmured. Faintly, I felt as if I had forgotten something again, and then a sense of hunger swept over me and made me shrink subconsciously.

At the same time, I looked to my side.

I always felt like something was missing, but after thinking for a while I couldn't think of anything, so I simply closed my eyes and tried to let myself fall asleep.

What's strange is that even though it's a sunny day, I feel very cold. No matter how I curl up, I feel a chill that makes me shiver.

I even felt like I couldn't even open my eyes.

Suddenly, I felt someone coming to me.

"Master, he seems to be sick."

The sound is that of a child.

I opened my eyes with difficulty and saw the child pulling a middle-aged Taoist priest who didn't look very serious to look at me. When he heard the child's words, the middle-aged Taoist priest said with a smile: "Then what do you think, Master?"

Do?"

"Master, can we save him?"

The child tilted his head and looked at the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest thought for a while and said: "We are going to save a person in the village now. If we save him, we may delay some time, and many people may be hurt by us saving him."

"Do you think we should save it or not?"

The child touched his chin and thought for a moment and said, "But have you also said that we as Taoists ourselves have to save the common people. Saving one person is also saving, and saving ten thousand people is also saving."

"But we can't save even one person."

"How can we save ten thousand people?"

"You!" the Taoist priest patted the child on the head and said with a smile: "You have learned all the words, but since you want to save me, then I will save him as a teacher."

"But you have to remember."

"If one person is sacrificed, ten thousand people are sacrificed."

"Then this is not a sacrifice."

"It's just that this person is different from ordinary people."

"It can only be us!"

"Do you understand?"

"Disciple, I understand!" The child smiled and nodded repeatedly.

At this time, the Taoist priest came up to me. He stretched out his hand to touch my forehead, and then suddenly turned his palm into a finger and pointed at my chest. The next moment, I felt a warm current coming.

Under this warm current, I seemed to be much more energetic.

Then the Taoist priest subdued me again and gave me a key.

"Take this key and go all the way south to find a place called Ghost House. From now on, you can live there and you can use everything in it."

After saying that, the Taoist priest left.

I don't know why, but when he left, I saw him look at me again, and that look gave me the feeling that he knew me.

I wanted to catch up with him and ask him, but he and the child were already very far away, and disappeared from my eyes almost in the blink of an eye.

I looked at the key in my hand and was stunned for a while. Finally, I chose the direction he said and walked slowly over.

When night fell, I finally saw the ghost building he mentioned.

From now on, I have been living in this ghost building.

The Taoist priest left a lot of things here, allowing me to live a life of sufficient food and clothing.

I just don’t know why, but the Taoist priest and the child haven’t come back yet.

It seemed like several months, or more.

People in this city began to think of me as the new owner of this ghost building.

But I don't have the skills of that Taoist priest. As time goes by, the ghost building soon becomes an ordinary building in this city, and almost no one comes here again.

Even if I sometimes sit outside to see if the Taoist priest has come back, no one will look at me twice.

It seems that just as I was disgusted and rejected by the people here at the beginning, I seem to be ignored by them again.

Fortunately, I have long been accustomed to this feeling.

Just like that, I don’t know how much time passed.

Maybe still a few months.

Maybe a few years ago.

Because I rarely go to other places, or because my body is very weak, I began to feel that my body was getting worse day by day. I coughed every day, and I broke out in cold sweats when I moved.

When I looked in the mirror this day, I suddenly realized that my hair was much whiter.

It was also at this time that I realized that I had been here not for a few months, nor for a few years, but for decades.

Finally, I fell ill.

I fell on the bed, and even getting out of bed was very difficult.

The physical exhaustion made me want to fall asleep, but as soon as I closed my eyes, I felt flustered.

I'm not afraid of death.

But I feel that I cannot die here.

Even if the Taoist priest and the child probably won't come back, this is not my home and I can't die here.

I have to go home.

I don't know where I got the strength, so I jumped out of bed and staggered out of the ghost building.

I became a beggar again, supporting my body that was about to collapse at any time. I finally returned to my home, the village I was familiar with.

But the wild dogs are no longer around.

There is nothing at the entrance of the village.

When I walked in, there was nothing but loneliness and desolation.

I found my home through memory.

I found the coffin where I was lying in the first place, and I took it to the old madman's grave. The moment I saw the old madman's tombstone, I laughed.

I can finally die in peace.

But……

I always feel like I've forgotten something.

These past few decades seem to have passed by in the blink of an eye.

And in the blink of an eye, I seem to have lost a lot of memories. What are these memories?

I closed my eyes.

finally.

In the darkness, I seemed to remember.

I remembered my name.

My name is Li Xuantian.

This seems to be just a dream of mine.

No……

This shouldn't be a dream.

This is the life I should have had.

Ordinary life, birth, old age, illness and death.

I couldn't help but laugh.

It turns out that’s the case!


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