Article 169

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However, the chants of the ghosts continued, but became more and more sharp.

"Every heart is dead, and the seven emotions are gone—"

"Every heart is dead, six desires are annihilated—"

There were more and more tattoos on Mrs. Chu's face, climbing up from her fair neck, almost covering her entire face. into her eyes.

It seemed that it was difficult for her to make a complete sound in her throat, she just looked at her husband in despair and murmured brokenly.

"If you...I...would...hate you...you...Ba Lan'er...I hate...I..."

Curse patterns soaked her eyes, her frail body trembled suddenly, as if she was in severe pain, she closed her eyes tightly.

"I hate!!!"

Suddenly there was a shrill scream, but the ending sound became a animal-like howl!

Madam Chu suddenly opened her eyes, the eyes were filled with blood, and four pupils were born in the originally soft almond eyes, which were densely close together, squeezing out all the whites of the eyes.

"Wan'er!!"

Chu Xun was so sad that he forgot for a moment that the enchanter had to stand in it to take effect. He just wanted to reunite with his beloved wife. In the air, the swishing sound pierced into his shoulder accurately and ruthlessly, preventing him from reaching out his hand.

It turned out to be a young man in the prefect's mansion, still maintaining the posture of drawing the bow and shooting the arrow.

The young man went hunting and said to Chu Xun righteously: "Young master! Wake up! You have always taught us that the people are the first and the self is the last. Is this all empty talk? Once the matter falls on your shoulders Come on, are you going to pay for the lives of hundreds of people for the sake of one person!"

An old woman next to the young man tremblingly said: "You, you put down your bow, how can you hurt the young master, everything, everything is the young master's choice, the young master has already done his best, so, how can you...you are ungrateful!!"

However, before the dispute was over, a scream was heard in front of them.

Mrs. Chu has gone completely berserk, she used to hug her child so lovingly, but now she is no different from a wild animal, she howled to the sky, her mouth was drooling, and her teeth grew suddenly.

Chu Lan was in her arms, already crying hoarsely, but broken and choked up, she called out intermittently: "Mother..."

What responded to him was Mrs. Chu's blood-red sharp claws, which pierced his throat! ! !

Between heaven and earth, there was no sound.

Blood flowers are flying one by one.

It seems that that year, when the crabapple flowers bloomed, Mrs. Chu was holding the newborn child, standing in front of the window and looking at Fang Fei in the yard, who was gentle and bright red.

The mother gently shook the child in her arms, and hummed softly: "Red Begonia, yellow Begonia, how melodious the wind blows in the morning. The little child is in harmony in the distance, making people miss father and mother."

Red crabapple... yellow crabapple...

Back then she fondly touched Chu Lan's hand, but now she was tearing Chu Lan's head, limbs, flesh.

How melodious the wind blows once.

There was heavy rain, blood flowed, and the mother ate the child's intestines.

Little Tong Xianghe is far away.

The eaves and corners of the pavilion of the Town God's Temple are majestic, the treasures are solemn, and all dharmas are merciful.

When the child was born that year, the mother knelt down in front of the Chenghuang Pavilion, clasped her warm and slender bare hands, the bell rang, the birds scattered, and she kowtowed in the midst of incense candles, wishing her child good health and a long life, Peace of mind...

It makes people worry about father and mother.

The flesh and blood were all shattered, Chu Lan's heart was pulled out, and Madam Chu greedily chewed on it, and fresh blood flowed down the corner of her mouth.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Chu Xun finally collapsed. He cried heartbreakingly, he knelt in the rain, he knelt in the blood, he knelt in front of his wife and children, he knelt in front of the people of Lin'an City, he knelt under the statue of a god, and knelt in the mud.

He kneels in sin, kneels in holiness.

Kneel in gratitude, kneel in hatred.

He crouched into the dust, his soul was torn apart and wiped out.

The same sorrow for all ages.

After a long time, someone finally made a trembling sound.

"My son..."

"My lord's condolences..."

"Young master is so kind and virtuous, I will never forget it..."

"Young Master Chu is righteous, he is really a good man! He is really a good man..."

Someone hugged his child tightly and covered his eyes to prevent him from seeing this hideous scene. At this moment, he dared to let go of his hands, and said to Chu Xun with a pale face, "My lord, you saved our lives, madam and young master, you will definitely be able...to ascend to bliss..."

Someone else scolded: "Hold your child and get away! Why don't you and your child ascend to bliss?!"

The man backed away timidly.

It's just that these quarrels were so far apart, Chu Xun felt that he was dead. Listening to their voices seems to be coming from across the ocean.

The man in the rain was covered in filth, and that transparent film separated him from his wife and children for a long time, full of bones and tears. Looking at the scene in front of him, Mo Ran suddenly remembered that in his previous life, when he killed innocent people indiscriminately, did he give birth to more than one Chu Xun, more than one Chu Lan, more than one Mrs. Chu...

He suddenly looked down at his hands.

For a moment, he saw the blood on his hands in a daze.

But in the blink of an eye, I found that

It is icy cold rain, dripping in the palm, converging into a stream.

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