That year
What would that kind of scene look like? I was in the middle of the pitch-black night with the bitingly cold, murderous aura from the magical array before the mountain gate. On that step, above the flight of stairs Did I push him down?
I frowned, trying hard to recall. I really could not remember even a single scene.
At that time, he still had greenish-black scars all over his face. He covered himself in a big black cloak all day long, so that no one could see his face.
I made him spread-eagle like that, did he cry out anxiously? Or astonishingly? Did I kiss his lips? Did I gently caress and stroke his chest? What expressions did he have? Was it shy? Sad? Did he want to resist but welcome it? Or risk death and struggle
Argh I really wanted to see the Mo Qing of that time.
I scratched my head repeatedly, I was so angry! How could I forget his joyous appearance while underneath my body!
I let out another deep sigh, right after that an extremely horrible speculation suddenly appeared in my head Could I really not remember this affair? Or say, after I became a ghost, my memory had already begun to gradually decline, so I forgot about this affair?
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As this idea popped up, my heart could not stop producing chills.
I began to count my fingers, calculating what happened after that period of time. However, the more I counted, the more I was unable to hold back the fear in my heart.
I knew that even for the living, with regards to past memories, it would follow the passage of time and gradually fade away. However, I could not distinguish clearly between those things that I had forgotten when I was alive and those things that I had forgotten after I died.
The more contemplative I became, the more confused I was, so my eyebrows furrowed tightly.
Zhao Zhao Yao Across from me, the scholar softly called out my name, You You dont need to be afraid. Now its dawn outside, the bailiffs are all resting, too. Wait until it gets dark, someone will come to interrogate us. We didnt cause any trouble, so they wont make it difficult for us. Your Your money, I will help you pay.
In the cell next to him, when Ne Zhou heard this, she was indignant: My son! She deceived you, lied to you, just let her be imprisoned here! Still help her pay what money! She owes us, we still have to make her return it! The money from those two Soul Return Pill, she must pay back!
Oh, well. Up to this point, I killed a Luo Ming Xuan, and when I returned back to the Netherworld, I owed a buttload of debt.
Mother Over yonder, the scholar lowered his head, and embarrassingly said to his mother, Good Good or bad, it is still a form of fate.
Your heart and soul is just hypnotized by this charming, foxy appearance of hers!
I thought that what his mother said was reasonable, so I crossed my arms and said to him: Right now, first, help me pay back the money. Later, well get out and go get the green document written. About your money, Ill get someone to burn it for you. Theres no need for you guys to be worried. I, Lu Zhao Yao, dont like others to owe me, so naturally, I dont like to owe others anything either.
When the scholar finished listening, he appeared to be extremely wronged, but was accustomed to being cowardly, even in this moment, he was obliged to hang his head and respond with a sound: Oh.
However, that Ne Zhou did not agree: Get out? Once were out, how do I know where youve run off to.
I obliquely shot her a quick glance: What do you want?
Ne Zhou rolled her eyes: Lets not be hasty to write the green document first. When you pay the money back, then itll get written. With the red document here, Ill still be able to find you.
Well, okay. In any case, I was not anxious over such a small amount of time, she had a guarantee and it would help avoid her loudness.
Having negotiated with Ne Zhou, I immediately meditated in the prison by myself. I calmed my heart and my breath to adjust my state of mentality. However, the more I adjusted, the higher the volume of Ugly Little Monsters images appeared in my mind.
What was he doing now? Did he return to Chen Ji Mountain? Was he looking for me? I disappeared in front of him just like that, would he think that my spirit flew away and scattered my soul, never to meet again
If he thought like this, then he would be so sad.
It was very late at night, I had been waiting for people to come for the interrogation. However, I did not wait until they came, on the contrary, I waited for Zi You.
He hurriedly drifted to me, sticking close to the iron prison. Somewhat anxious, he said: I have just heard that you, Big Sis, have been confined in prison. Why did you go take the mirror from Da Yin Netherworld Bank?! How are you doing?
Theres nothing to worry about. I asked him, Do you know how long I have until I can get out?
Zi You went outside to look: I inquired about it, the shopkeeper of that branch from that bank seems to be somewhat angry, and wants to imprison you guys for three days, and then re-examine.