The villain of Quick Transmigration was washed white by accident

Chapter 947 A Different Journey to the West 21
But is he him?Is it Mr. Gongsun?

She tilted her head to look at him suspiciously.

He smiled, although he didn't look like Immortal Gongsun, but it gave people the impression that he looked eighty percent like him.

He said: "There are so many inexplicable words."

He put it down and urged it: "Go, go."

But she didn't leave, she just looked at him, doubting the identity of this person in her heart.

She tilted her head and thought for a while, blinked her slender eyes, and planned to use the inner alchemy to heal his wounds. Although her practice of thousands of years was not used during this period, it was still reduced by those monks and priests. Hundreds of years of Taoism, but it is not impossible to save a seriously injured person.

She spit out her inner alchemy, and it was the first time she saw her own inner alchemy, so she knew that most of her inner alchemy was broken, and the inner alchemy flew up under her intention, landed on his chest, and smashed his chest The scars are healed.

However, in the middle of the treatment, she withdrew her inner alchemy due to lack of strength. She almost fell down, but she stood upright so that he would not let him see the weakness and peel off her skin.

She stood stubbornly, her legs trembling, shaking into a ball, she almost fell down, but she still looked at him stubbornly.She wanted him to leave, but he refused to leave, instead he caught her and slipped away.

She resigned herself to waiting for her to strike, she didn't struggle, but slumped her paws as if death was at home, and relaxed her trembling paws.

The monk stroked its fur, took off its monk's robe, and put it on himself.

She was frightened and her limbs trembled.

She was indeed not afraid of death when she traveled to the west, and after she died once, she was even less afraid. It's just that she knew how uncomfortable it was to wait for death.

Besides, if you die, you will die, but if you are humiliated after death, this... She refuses.

She was thinking wildly.

He took her into his chest.

She moved and remained silent for a moment before saying, "I'm a woman."

The monk laughed softly, and said: "All living beings have spirits, how can there be any distinction between men and women?"

Later, she accompanied the monk to walk all over the world step by step.

Still later, she died.

When she was about to die, she didn't think of Immortal Gongsun, instead she just molested this decent monk with a sigh of relief.

The monk is a decent monk, but she is not a serious monster.

But, there is no seriousness in monsters.

She teases him.

He was unmoved.

She is naked.

He put on a monk's robe for her.

She scolded him.

He just turned a deaf ear and recited the Buddhist scriptures silently. After reading the Buddhist scriptures three times, it seemed that she was inferior.

She stubbornly asked him - is she beautiful.

He said, "Why do you insist on me watching you and tempting me to relapse?"

She stubbornly asked him to look up.

He looked up, his eyes were clear, like a baby, very pure, free of distracting thoughts.

How can such a pure-hearted person have distracting thoughts?How could he break the precept?
When he looked at her, he was too gentle.

She looked at it for a while, raised her hand tremblingly, and finally dropped it again.

He is not him after all, and he is not like him at all.

It was time for her self-deception to end.

In fact, she has long understood that she is deceiving herself and others. She should understand that the person she loves can no longer come back. Even if she finds more people who are like him, it is only in vain.

That person, after all, is not coming back.

I can't come back.

She spit out a mouthful of blood, and she didn't realize it until the moment she spit it out, she raised her hand to wipe it off, and then leaned halfway on the bluestone, and said, "That's interesting, hey, Monk, let me tell you something, Before I die."

The moment she finished speaking, she had fallen asleep.

She didn't know how long it took before she woke up and realized that she was probably going to die. It seemed that when she was going to die, she knew it in her heart.

She wanted to tell him about E Fang and Shi Huang. She only participated in that past for a moment, but she remembered it for thousands of years, probably because she never saw such an unforgettable thing again.

The two protagonists in the story, one is affectionate and the other is righteous, but they cannot be together.

Poignant and beautiful stories always end in tragedy.

Why not make people sigh.

She said: "You human beings often say that when a person is about to die, his words are also good. I thought about it, and it seems that I have nothing to say in my life. The only thing I can talk about is the matter between me and the first emperor. Ah Fang, you know, it is that Ah Fang, the E Fang of the Efang Palace."

She still wanted to go into details, but the thought of telling him this story vanished in an instant. She thought, even if this story should be remembered by later generations, the person concerned might not want the whole world to know about it.

If this kind of thing happened to her, she would not like it in her heart.

So suddenly she didn't want to talk.

"I wanted to tell you last time, but I fell asleep." She changed the subject.

The monk was so stupid that he didn't notice it, and instead laughed in agreement: "It's okay, it's good that you can wake up."

If he doesn't smile, he doesn't look like Immortal Gongsun, but when he smiles, he looks very much like him.

She couldn't help but said, "You really look like him."

"I'm like him, so you use inner alchemy to save me. Because I'm like him, you let me look into your eyes." Although the monk looks stupid, compassionate and soft-hearted, he is not a good guy.

However, he was very clever, and he guessed everything based on a few specious words from her.

It doesn't deny it.

She agreed and expressed her thoughts about Immortal Gongsun.

At the end, she recited a line of poetry obsessively: "Fang Fei wiped away all her grievances, and the sound of the Buddha ceased to hate her mother-in-law."

Later, she smiled again, laughing at her own wishful thinking and stupidity.

It laughed and curled up into a ball, then died.

When she woke up again, she was trapped in a chaos, which was the sea of ​​consciousness, the subconscious of living beings, but it was also a place that living beings could never reach.

She lives in solitude.

Until one day, she finally felt the outside world.

Life in the outside world is not easy, she is in someone else's body, she does not have the right to direct the body, but she can feel everything in the outside world, she can feel the resentment from the outside world, as if the owner of this body is so Like resenting something.

Because I am powerless and unwilling to resist, I hate those who inflict pain on me.

Until one day, this person came to the subconscious mind. She looked exactly like Hu Meier when she was a child. When Hu Meier was young, she often wore flower wreaths in front of the stream to see her beauty.

Hu Meier looked at her with interest.

The girl was very interested, but she said disdainfully, "What? Are you me?"

She didn't know where this girl's idea came from, she just said: "You are wrong, you are just a part of my soul that is used to control this body. I pressed up."

(End of this chapter)