2246: C2246 You Are Duan Xiang Ning

C2246 You Are Duan Xiang Ning

The bright moon hung high in the sky.

Like a lover's hand, the wind blew across the sea and lifted Miura Qingying's hair, covering half of her face and making it impossible for her to see again.

But she could hear him.

Hearing Lee Nanfang's breathing getting heavier and heavier, and a low growl coming from his throat, like a beast.

The woman called Rou'er said more gently, "Nanfang, come here, come here."

Rou'er's voice sounded like she was crying with a devil. When her heartbeat sped up, she heard Lee Nanfang let out a low growl!

Putong.

As someone jumped into the water, the water splashed onto Miura Qingying's face, making her feel cool and refreshing. Suddenly, she thought of a noun — Sacrifice.

What? Sacrifice?

The earliest appearance of offerings was in ancient times. When people encountered natural disasters and other dangers, in order to survive, they placed their hopes on gods that didn't exist and offered their sincerity to gain their protection.

A sacrifice can be a human.

Or a chicken.

The biggest use of the chicken was actually to cook and to eat.

With a "pu" sound, a chicken bone accurately hit the wastebasket under the bed.

"The taste isn't bad. The roasted chicken is made by Wang Da Ya, right?"

Duan Linghsing had just moved her gaze away from the wastebasket. After hearing what the old monk on the chair said, she couldn't help but smile even though she didn't have much life left and hadn't said a single word for more than two months.

Wang Dazhi had two characteristics, he became a local celebrity.

The first, of course, was his large demonic teeth. Just looking at them would cause others to be shocked that their teeth could grow so long.

His second characteristic was that he was good at cooking roasted chicken.

However, since he was young, Wang Da Ya had always wanted to become a "recluse" and view fame and fortune as dung and dirt.

Otherwise, with his eighteen generations of cooking skills, as long as he casually nodded his head, countless investors would show up and collude with him to bring glory to the listed companies.

It definitely wouldn't have been fifty years since then. He was always guarding his ancestral shop, only selling a hundred roasted chickens every day and drinking heavily every day.

For an outsider to know about Wang Da Ya already made Duan Linghsing very surprised, especially since this person was an esteemed monk.

Yes, he was an esteemed monk.

If Master Empty wasn't an esteemed monk, then Duan Chuhuang, whose Dali had just reached its peak, would not be so respectful to him.

It is rude to be a high monk at night to see Miss Sporadic, who is ill with your body.

Moreover, the first thing he did after sitting down was not to treat her. Instead, he had the new Duan Family Master quickly get him something to eat.

Duan Linghsing, who was always staring at the ceiling with a dull expression, was attracted to the fact that the old thief was a maverick.

Duan Linghsing was not sure if he could eat a cow.

However, the chicken bone he spat out just now was from the sixth big tooth roasted chicken leg.

The old thief stuffed the last of the chicken feet into his mouth and then lifted the cloth covering the bamboo basket.

This bamboo basket belonged to Wang Da Ya's shop.

Each basket was filled with six roasted chickens.

Wang Da Fang's Shop had a total of six bamboo baskets like this. Even if the Emperor went, he would at most only give them one, let alone Duan Chuhuang.

"Gone?"

The old thief looked at the empty bamboo basket with an undisguised expression of disappointment and dissatisfaction.

Duan Chuhuang, who was standing on the side, had an embarrassed look on his face as he whispered, "Master, if you think that the large-toothed roasted chicken is very tasty, then I'll …"

The old thief waved his hand and interrupted him, "Eating chicken is just an interest in eating. I'm interested in eating chicken tonight, so I want to eat more. After losing, even if you give me more roasted chicken, I still won't take a look. "

Duan Chuhuang smiled coyly and didn't say anything.

With a burp, the old thief patted his belly again and kicked over the bamboo basket, indicating that he had lost his interest in eating the chicken.

Duan Chuhuang immediately coughed.

Immediately, a female nurse pushed in a dining car with a decanter on it.

Within the wine decanter, the wine that was the same color as blood continuously moved along the dining car, as if it was going to dye the glass red.

to eat the best roasted chicken, to drink the most expensive red wine --

This was the condition Duan Chuhuang put forward when he personally travelled to the northwest and sincerely begged Master Empty to come and see Duan Linghsing.

It was also the only condition.

Until now, Duan Chuhuang still didn't understand why the roast chicken needed red wine.

However, since the master had given such instructions, he would just follow it.

What made the Duan Family Master feel a little awkward was that this old thief who did not mind meat and meat was bald, had an unusually large appetite, and hadn't eaten his fill even with six roasted chickens.

Then, were these two glasses of red wine enough for him to drink?

Duan Chuhuang was a little worried. Just as he was about to give the nurse a look and tell her to prepare a few more bottles of red wine, he saw that the old thief was drinking cold water from his sobering bottle.

He only took a sip, rinsed his mouth a few times, and then lowered his head to vomit into the wine decanter.

The female nurse saw the situation and her mouth was wide open. Her eyes were filled with confusion, "What do you mean, only rinsing her mouth with red wine?"

She was right.

The reason why Master Empty made Duan Chuhuang prepare the best red wine was for him to clean his mouth after eating the chicken.

Be a Person --

Whether it was being a chicken seller, wine seller, master or high monk, he had to have a unique side to him.

Eat the best roast chicken, rinse your mouth with the most expensive red wine. Is there a problem?

When the old thief looked over with a questioning gaze, Duan Chuhuang immediately nodded his head, indicating that he was fine.

Only then did the old bandit feel satisfied. He waved his hand and sat upright, revealing his noble demeanor. He said lightly, "All of you can leave."

The female nurse quickly placed the bamboo basket on the dining car and quickly walked out.

Duan Chuhuang took two steps back, trying his best to make the high monk ignore him, so as to avoid distracting him and affecting Duan Linghsing's treatment.

The old thief turned his head back and frowned.

Duan Chuhuang was stunned, he pointed at his own nose, meaning that Ye Zichen was going to go out as well?

The old thief was speechless.

Duan Chuhuang immediately bowed, saluted deeply, turned around and walked out quickly.

Master Empty then looked at Duan Linghsing and sighed. "Sigh, even though your brother, the head of the family, is hospitable, he is too stupid."

Duan Linghsing couldn't hold her curiosity in any longer and asked softly, "H-how is he stupid?"

Duan Linghsing hadn't spoken for a long time. When she spoke again, her voice was very dry and hoarse.

No matter how she thought of Duan Chuhuang, in her heart, even if there were more than ten geniuses in the generation of Duan Family, the only one who could be promoted to the position of the current Patriarch was him.

After all, the words of Northern Fu Su were not just for show.

They won it with their strength.

Master Empty smiled proudly and said: "If he is smart, he should see the old monk eating the chicken and then rinsing his mouth with a priceless red wine and see that the old monk is a swindler." Where? What kind of disease would he be treated for? "Hehe, I already have my hair, oh, the collar was thrown out."

Duan Linghsing's mouth was agape as she stared into Master Empty's eyes with disbelief written all over her face.

Even though her life was about to end, curiosity was a skill exclusive to ladies.

This was her first time hearing someone say that she was a swindler.

Although she had never met Master Empty before, she had long since heard of the title of his high monk.

Furthermore, no matter if it was Elder Duan, who had come to visit her, or the other two generations of Duan Family, he had all told her the mysterious legend of Master Empty — —

This was a god-like person, how could he honestly admit that he was a swindler?

Maybe Duan Chuhuang was wrong, even the second generation Duan Family cultivators were also wrong, but Elder Duan would also be cheated, that would be too unbelievable.

Rubbing his beard, the old thief said proudly, "However, you can't blame them for not knowing the truth. This is because this old monk has a certain level of attainments in swindling. "

Duan Linghsing couldn't help but say, "You, you're not afraid that I'll tell them that you're a liar?"

"Would they believe you?"

Duan Linghsing was immediately stunned.

After a long moment passed, she slowly shook her head and muttered, "No."

Yes, people with Duan Family would never believe her words.

If they believed it, then they would believe that Duan Xiangning didn't actually die …

believed Duan Linghsing said that on the morning three months ago, when the first light of dawn was about to pierce through the eastern dawn, when she was running in circles in the training field, she suddenly shuddered and fell unconscious for no reason. When she woke up, she remembered a lot of things that Duan Xiangning had done and said.

She was Duan Linghsing, not Duan Xiangning.

Then, why would she think of some of the things that Duan Xiangning had done before she died?

It's like a movie.

One after another, they were incomparably clear.

Duan Linghsing "saw" Duan Xiangning being slapped by Lee Nanfang during Qingshan Central Hospital — That was the first time they met.

That, was Duan Xiangning, who was carrying the heavy burden of Dali in the northern part of the river, officially stepping on top of the line.

If the matter of Duan Xiangning getting slapped by Lee Nanfang right after she went to the hospital was said to have been spread back to Duan Family very quickly, causing everyone, including Duan Linghsing, to be enraged upon hearing that. That kind of scene instinctively rose up in their minds.

However, Duan Xiangning had been pressed down on the table by that scumbag in the hospital's office. On the flight to Beijing, he had threatened to play a song, "Jadewater Tide Sound".

Especially within the Han City, in front of that huge black python, Duan Xiangning, who was being held hostage by bad people, resolutely kissed herself and committed suicide for the sake of not being threatened by Lee Nanfang, a tragic and tragic scene;

When her life quickly disappeared, her love for Lee Nanfang exploded from the bottom of her heart.

She was in the midst of death, buried by Lee Nanfang, in the crevices by the river. Every time it was midnight, the Incense Soul would dance beside the river.

Until her Incense Soul was entangled by a black python, and then saw that monster, gradually transforming into a white bone beauty called Ye Xiaoqian, giving Lee Nanfang a dream and saying how scared she was …

There were many things that only Duan Xiangning knew and others didn't. How could Duan Linghsing "see" and experience it for herself?

Ever since she was young, Duan Linghsing had always enjoyed being with Duan Xiangning.

When she grew up, Duan Linghsing also fell in love with the man Duan Xiangning fell in love with.

However, all of these things didn't mean that Duan Linghsing would be happy once she possessed Duan Xiangning's memories.

On the contrary, she would be afraid.

Afraid.

Because Duan Linghsing was an independent being, with her own thoughts and love.

But now, her mind was filled with Duan Xiangning's thoughts and love.

Then, was she Duan Linghsing, or Duan Xiangning?

Could it be that because she fell in love with her brother-in-law, the Incense Soul took over her body and wanted to use her to "reincarnate" her?

As long as she could be accepted by her brother-in-law and be reborn, Duan Linghsing could die!

Alone, she couldn't accept the fact that Duan Xiangningli had fought over this body with her while she was still alive.

Duan Linghsing, who somehow possessed Duan Xiangning's memories, was incomparably terrified. She had told many people that she hoped that everyone could think of a way to get rid of her sister —

As a result, she was diagnosed as having a nervous breakdown.

To put it bluntly, he was a lunatic.

So she was taken to this hospital, where she was given special care.

The greatest pain in her life was the fact that, even though she was extremely sober and normal, she was seen as a lunatic, imprisoned in this room with leather shackles around her wrists and ankles to prevent her from escaping and encountering danger.

Duan Linghsing had fallen into despair when she needed help the most.

Duan Xiangning's memories grew clearer and clearer.

Many times, she had the clear illusion that she, Duan Xiangning, had never died.

Where's Duan Linghsing?2

Duan Linghsing's vitality was gradually withering away like a rose after autumn.

Therefore, when Elder Duan personally came to see her yesterday and told her that he would invite the esteemed Master Empty to treat her, Duan Linghsing didn't have any reaction.

So what if he invited a high monk?

Would a monk believe her?

"No. They will never believe anything I say. "

Thinking up to here, Duan Linghsing smiled bitterly, closed her eyes and said dreamily, "Old liar, you can go now. I'm sleepy and I want to rest. "

Master Empty raised his right hand to his mouth and licked the oil on his thumb. He smiled and said, "Duan Xiangning, when I say I'm a liar, do you really think I'm a liar?"

Duan Linghsing's delicate body trembled. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at Master Empty.

When she opened her eyes again, they were unusually dark.

It was the kind of black that was rather sinister.

It was as if there was another world hidden within her eyes.

The other person — no longer Duan Linghsing.

She stared blankly at the old monk. After a long while, she softly asked, "You, what did you call me?"

"Duan Xiangning."

Master Empty answered plainly.

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