"Is this the end of the story?" Soul Soul asked, "What's the ending? Has the child been born? Has Huarong survived? Has the assassin repelled?"
"At that time I was already dead." Hua Lu said, "The horse rushed to the cliff, and a few long arrows pierced through the dark guard, pierced my body, and then I lost consciousness."
Soul was startled slightly, and handed over a cup of Mengpo soup, "Have another cup?"
Hua Lu looked at Meng Po Tang and smiled, "I can't forget how many cups I've drank." She sipped it all in one sip, "If it wasn't for Miss, I'm afraid I wouldn't live to be an adult, I wouldn't be able to go to Chang'an, and I wouldn't be able to see To Jinxiu. So seeing her suffer, it is like an obsession, a scar on her heart, lingering, no matter how much Mengpo soup she drinks, it will not help."
"Even if you can't forget it, it can always relieve the pain." Soul thought for a while and said in relief.
Hua Lu smiled, didn't say anything, just stared at the bottomed cup, absentminded.
"I met Miss when I was seven years old." After a long time, he suddenly opened his mouth, telling a past that he didn't want to recall, "There are always two extremes in this world, the rich are extravagant, and the poor are poor. No matter where you are, there are two extremes. In this way, the more extravagant the rich are, the more impoverished the poor are. They have no food to eat and no clothes to cover their bodies. For food, they can fight fiercely, and fight to the death.
Luancheng is a small city surrounded by a river, and there are a large number of poor people living there, the kind that can't be seen at a glance. Later, the river dried up, and the whole city almost became poor people, but this is nothing surprising, some capable people Take the opportunity to make a lot of money and cause national disaster, otherwise, you will go out to do business, and you may not be able to return all year round.
Those who come back, either return to their hometown in bright clothes, or turn into a bone and ask someone to bring back fallen leaves to return to their roots, probably, but these two endings are mixed.
There are many people in my family, and there are usually five or six children in each household. Besides my parents, I have five brothers and sisters. There is an older brother at the top, and four younger siblings at the bottom. He helped his father with work all day long, and his skin was already dark, and he was bent over tired. His hands were covered with calluses.
Still not enough to eat every day, one piece of clothing is worn in turn, until it is worn but can no longer be worn, and then picked up and picked up, it becomes a small vest or a few rags. The daily meals are wild vegetables dug in the fields. There was porridge floating on the clear water, whether it was grains of sand or rice, and it tasted quite gritty.
It seems that the direction of every poor person is the same. After giving birth to so many children, they always have to sell one or two to reduce the burden on the family. I was lucky and unlucky to be the first to be sold. The younger siblings below are really too young.
But for this matter, I don't blame my father and mother, because everyone does this, or they will starve to death. They cried all night, and I was content. Not much to sell, half a bag of millet, umthose ladies and masters, the wasted millet is enough to buy several humble lives like me. Life is probably worth half a bag of millet.
At that time, Hua Qin just came to Jiangnan to take up the post of governor, and he bought a huge house in Jiangnan, so naturally he needed many maids. I am young, skinny, and my face is not very good. After tossing and turning, she was finally sold to the governor's family as a gift and made the most despicable maid.
I am a poor man, and my life is lower than that of grass, so I am not worth mentioning compared to those maids with some family background. In addition, I have no eyesight, and my hands and feet are not good enough, so I must be punished.
Just when I was about to be sold out again, it was the young lady who saved me. The young lady did not live very well in the mansion and was often bullied. Fortunately, she has an elder brother who protects her and loves her. , in front of the governor is still favored, life is not too sad.
The lady likes me, but she can't tell the reason, but she recognized me at the first glance. That time, I was not sold out, but went to the lady's yard. Miss is very nice to me, very nice. Let me feel a different warmth.
From that time on, I made up my mind to treat her well. Even if one day she doesn't like me anymore and doesn't want me anymore, I still have to remember her kindness to me. I will never forget it in my life. "
"You really haven't forgotten, you haven't forgotten in your whole life, and you haven't forgotten in several lifetimes."
The soul took a sip of Mengpo soup, and the dry soup overflowed the entire mouth. There are millions of Mengpo soups, and each person has a different taste, which is no different from this short life.
"In the end you died for her, that's enough, you should let it go."
Hua Lu shook her head with a wry smile.
"I thought so too, but at that time, Miss was pregnant with Liujia, and there were assassins chasing after her, so I couldn't worry about her. So I didn't go to reincarnation, but hid in the world and went to see her secretly."
"From this point of view, the road of reincarnation is no longer possible. Mengpo soup doesn't work either." Soul said clearly.
Hua LuA faint "um", "Miss is not doing well. The whole person is lost, as if he has lost his soul."
"Why is life so bad? Didn't last? The child is gone?" Soul was puzzled.
"No." Hua Lu smiled wryly and shook her head, "Because of a big secret, even speaking of it, I can't escape it."
"What secret?" Soul became interested.
"A secret that cannot be accepted." Hua Lu responded cryptically, "A secret that no one can accept."
"Miss, she" Then he said with emotion, "I can't escape. Do you believe in fate?"
Soul was stunned for two seconds, then looked around at the small courtyard with Jiangnan style, and the never-ending Mengpo soup on the table.
"Believe it or not, it's hard to say. For example, people who can come to this Soul Island are destined, do you believe it?"
"I" Hua Lu hesitated for two seconds, "I believe it. If I don't come, I'm afraid I will become a wild ghost in the mountains and will not be able to survive."
"You love your lady so much that you didn't go to find her afterlife?"
Soul asked curiously, counting the days that Hua Lu said, it has been hundreds of years since then, and the human life span is only a few decades, so there should be an afterlife after all.
"I found it." Hua Lu's voice was a little hoarse, "I searched for many years, and I searched for three lives. I was lonely in the first life. I had no one to support me in the first life, but I couldn't love it in the first life. The third life was suffering."
"Where is the fourth world?"
Soul frowned, as she said, the lady in her mouth did not make any serious mistakes in doing good deeds, how could she suffer for three lives? Could it be that you have done something wrong before? Ordinary people should not be like this.
"The fourth life?" Hua Lu's eyes blurred, "I didn't find it. The fourth life, I searched the whole world, but I couldn't find Miss, maybe there is no fourth life."
The soul was dumb and silent for a long time, "So you come here to find a relief."
"Yes." Hua Lu nodded.
Soul waved his hand lightly, and the chair Hua Lu was sitting on turned into a "delicate little bed."
"Go to sleep."
The soul whispered softly, urging Hua Lu to sleep, moved forward, gently stroked her forehead, and dropped a soft bead, entering Hua Lu's mind.
"Go to sleep In your dream, you will be freed and come back to life again." (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com