Reaper of Faith [Quick Travel GL]

Three days later, Shen Zhaoxi saw Song Qianxi at school.

She cut a thick straight bangs and wore a big mask, only showing a pair of eyes.

From far away, one could smell the strong smell of medicine on her body.

How should I put it, when everyone has seen her face full of pimples, her appearance is actually a bit ridiculous.

And there is not a girl in the class who doesn't have acne. There is a girl with acne on both cheeks, crowded together. In order to prevent infection, she has to wash her face three or four times a day. , After getting used to it, no one would use this kind of thing to laugh at others.

Anyway, Qian Duoduo couldn't understand Song Qianxi's attitude.

"She's not afraid to cover her face."

Shen Zhaoxi shrugged, "People are happy, why do you care so much?"

Qian Duoduo pursed his lips, but didn't say anything more.

Although she was curious about how rotten Song Qianxi's face was, she was also a measured person, and she didn't want to poke other people's wounds casually. People put it to the back of her mind, although she looked down on Song Qianxi's behavior of copying Shen Zhaoxi's test paper, but she didn't need to make trouble at such a time.

Qian Duoduo was not curious anymore, but Jiang Ling was curious to death. Before the teacher came, she kept asking Song Qianxi to take off the mask and show her the condition of her face.

Song Qianxi was very annoyed, "There's nothing to see, it's still the same as that day."

Jiang Ling was curious, "Just show me, maybe I can do something about it. I had a lot of acne when I was in junior high school. I won't lie to you."

Song Qianxi didn't turn her back in the end, and took off her mask behind her back.

After three days of fermentation, her face was no longer the same as when she had acne just now, it was just red and looked clean. After the pustules burst in many places, more places were polluted, plus She covered her face all day long, and she also developed a lot of ulcers, which made her look extremely disgusting.

"Ah—" Jiang Ling was taken aback, "You look like a ghost now."

These words pierced Song Qianxi's heart like a knife.

She shook her hand and slapped Jiang Ling in the face, "Shut up."

Jiang Ling was stunned by her beating, stood up abruptly, and exclaimed, "Why are you beating someone?"

Song Qianxi kicked the table, and stood up not to be outdone, "What's wrong with you, you were the one who was beaten? You deserve the beating, you deserve it. I'm being polite if I didn't tear your mouth apart."

"Did I say something wrong? Your face is already rotten like a ghost!" Jiang Ling said and was about to pull her mask, "If you have the ability, let your classmates see it, let them see it... ..."

Song Qianxi refused to let her touch her face, Jiang Ling got angry and insisted on pulling off the mask, and even grabbed Song Qianxi's loose hair.

"Ah-"

At first, Song Qianxi was worried about her own strength, but when she got angry, she grabbed Jiang Ling's head and slammed it against the wall.

The sound of bang bang bang brought all the stunned students of Class A1 back to their senses, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop them, some pulled Jiang Ling, and some pulled Song Qianxi.

But how could they be Song Qianxi's opponents, if they didn't pull them apart, they would be thrown out directly. Song Qianxi's attack didn't matter too much, a boy was thrown out directly, hitting several tables.

"Damn it, Song Qianxi must have eaten a lot of spinach, so fierce."

"Bitch, bitch—you're the ghost, you're the ugly—"

Song Qianxi's eyes were red, and Jiang Ling, who was grabbed by her hair and slammed into the wall, soon had blood on his head.

"Step aside--"

Hearing the voice of the order, the students gathered in a circle, not knowing where to start, quickly separated.

Shen Zhaoxi, who was holding up a stool, knocked on Song Qianxi's head without hesitation.

The latter rolled his eyes and fell limply.

Seeing that the students were still in a daze, she turned her head and said, "Why are you in a daze, call the police, call 120, this will kill people."

Turning around, Qian Duoduo was full of worry, pointing to Song Qianxi who was lying on the ground and asked, "She...you..."

Shen Zhaoxi knew what she was worried about, shrugged her shoulders indifferently and said, "Don't worry, even if you faint, I've spotted it, and the injury test is fine."

Qian Duoduo patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's fine, it's fine..."

She wasn't worried about Song Qianxi's accident, what she was worried about was that after Song Qianxi's accident, Shen Zhaoxi would take the responsibility.

There was such a big commotion in class a1, someone had called the class teacher over a long time ago, and after the police called the emergency call, the other students didn't know what to do, so they just waited for the adults who could handle the matter to come over.

The homeroom teacher came very quickly. Seeing the scene where the walls were covered with blood, he gasped and held his chest for a while before recovering.

"What exactly is going on?"

The squad leader stood up and explained the ins and outs of the matter, and did not forget to excuse Shen Chaoxi, saying that she had knocked Song Qianxi unconscious to save Jiang Ling.

The police and the ambulance arrived soon after. Both Jiang Ling and Song Qianxi were carried into the car by the emergency personnel on a stretcher. When Song Qianxi was being carried up, Shen Zhaoxi hesitated for a while, but still couldn't help reminding, "Sister Nurse!" , I think there is something wrong with our classmate, several male classmates didn't stop her when she hit someone just now."

The nurse was surprised, "The male students didn't stop?"

There was a tall and strong boy who could barely be called tall and fat. He was supported by several male classmates to stand up, and he said to the nurse with a bitter face, "Nurse sister, I was just thrown to the ground by Song Qianxi. Flying several meters away, the lower back seems to be twisted, can you take your car to the hospital to have a look?"

There were two ambulances coming, and there was no room for him. Seeing that his expression was in severe pain, the nurse sister told him to get into the car without much hesitation.

The emergency doctor and the car nurse who heard the conversation looked at each other, and they both saw the vigilance in each other's eyes.

After the police arrived, they first communicated with the class teacher, and then a young and beautiful policewoman came over and asked, "Who is Yun Qingqiu?"

Shen Zhaoxi stood up, "I am."

Qian Duoduo said from the side, "Sister policeman, although Song Qianxi was knocked out with a stool by Qiuqiu, but the situation just now is really helpless, if she is not knocked out, Jiang Ling will be beaten to death by Song Qianxi , don’t blame good people.”

Other students also stood up and echoed her words.

The pretty policewoman couldn't laugh or cry, "We're not arresting a suspect, we're just asking this classmate some questions."

Shen Zhaoxi patted Qian Duoduo on the shoulder, "It's okay, I didn't do anything bad, the police won't wrong me."

Jinghua said, "Other students are also getting ready, and need to record a live transcript for you."

In the monitoring room, the policeman who took the case also saw the scene that Song Qianxi threw a boy several meters away, as the students said.

The young policeman exclaimed, "This girl is beyond her appearance. She looks thin and small, but she has such great strength."

The old policeman frowned, replayed the scene again, and asked the head teacher beside him, "Is this girl always so strong?"

"No way," the class teacher was also a little confused, "When I asked Song Qianxi to help with my homework last semester, she wasn't so strong."

The old policeman then asked, "Then has she had any physical performance that is beyond the range of ordinary people recently?"

The class teacher recalled for a while, and the sports meeting soon came to her mind, "If I have to say it, it is the sports meeting. This girl broke our national record for 3000 meters. It seems to be more than six minutes."

The young policeman said, "The women's 3000 meters in more than six minutes is not a national record, but a global record. The fastest women's 3000 meters in the world seems to be more than eight minutes."

The old policeman said, "Really..."

He looked at the screen, not knowing what he was thinking.

The content of the transcript was very simple. After the questioning, Shen Zhaoxi was sent back to the class.

As soon as she returned, the classmates gathered around, chirping with concern, "Didn't you ask anything? Did she not bully you? We can all testify to you."

Shen Zhaoxi thanked the students for their genuine concern, and repeatedly said that it was really just an ordinary question and it was no big deal.

Isn't it clear how much effort she used to make her own hand?

If it wasn't for the fear of arousing suspicion, she could even subdue Song Qianxi by herself without such a troublesome method.

However, under the premise that Song Qianxi got rid of a few big boys, it would be a bit conspicuous for her to do this again. The character design of a martial arts master is fun and easy to play, especially after several sudden incidents where the murderer cannot be found. cases of violence.

As she expected, although the police did not approve of her behavior of throwing a stool at someone, they thought she did a good job.

After all, Jingying's video has good pixels, and you can tell it just by watching the video. If no one stops Song Qianxi, Jiang Ling's brain will be knocked out by her.

With Shen Zhaoxi's reminder, the hospital became a little more vigilant towards Song Qianxi, and put on a whole set of restraint belts according to the specifications for mental patients.

Shen Zhaoxi's attack was not heavy, she just knocked people unconscious without causing any damage. She woke up almost as soon as the ambulance arrived at the hospital.

To be precise, he woke up.

Song Qianxi, who opened her eyes, was obviously still a thousand miles away from being awake.

"You're the ugly one, you're the ugly one, ahhh—I'm going to kill you—"

With red eyes, pimples all over her face, and bangs stuck to her forehead covered in sweat, Song Qianxi looked like a ghost.

"sedative!"

"She's violent, be careful—"

Snapped--

The restraint belt was broken by Song Qianxi, and the doctor who discovered this scene had cold sweat running down his head.

Father Song received a call at work and hurried to the hospital. Seeing the mad daughter in the ward, she was squatting on the ground leaning against the wall, dragging her hair decadently.

Jiangling's family members are also crazy. The couple are usually busy with work, but they love their only daughter very much. When they heard that something happened to her, they immediately put aside their work and rushed to the hospital. They saw her lying on the hospital bed, holding her breath It is said that she may become the daughter of a vegetative state, and the two hugged each other and cried.

Shen Zhaoxi heard what happened later.

Jiang Ling woke up after being in a coma for several days, but lost most of her memory, and her mind fell to the stage of infancy. Fortunately, she can grow and recover slowly.

Jiang's family demanded a huge amount of compensation from Song's father, but Song's father couldn't pay, so he was forced to sell the old house that he had lived in for decades, and collected 20 yuan to give to Jiang's family.

As for Song Qianxi, under questioning by the police, she confessed to several violent cases where the murderer could not be found, but she escaped by relying on her diagnosed mental illness.

Curled up in the small room of the mental hospital, Song Qianxi hugged her knees, not understanding how things turned out like this.

Obviously she is No.1 in the whole school, obviously she has such good grades, and has such a good life...

A good hand of cards fell into her hands abruptly.

It's not that she never thought of overturning the doctor and escaping, but no matter how strong she is, it's still a joke when she faces a steel fork, and there is always something she can't do with human power.

What's more, although her strength is beyond the range of normal people, it is not uncommon for the hospital to accept the mental illness with great strength. Muscle relaxants, tranquilizers... There are so many means.

The winter in the hospital is very cold, and the temperature of the central air conditioner can only be maintained in the range of freezing to death, which is definitely not comfortable.

A strand of hair fell down from her cheek. Song Qianxi reached out to touch it, and found that what she caught was a strand of white hair.

She frantically pulled all her hair to the front, white, all white...

She is not yet 20 years old, and her black and beautiful hair has turned gray.

Song Qianxi rushed to the door and yelled outside, "Mirror, I want a mirror—"

Through the door, the nurse came over and saw her with a little pity in her eyes. Finally, she held a mirror from a distance and pointed it at her face.

Song Qianxi stared blankly at the person in the mirror.

What was reflected in the mirror was an old face.

She slowly stroked her cheeks, wrinkles, bags under the eyes... The acne she had been bothering for so long disappeared without knowing when, leaving scars all over the place.

What she used to be most proud of, even when she was black and fat, was her thick and lush black hair, which has become sparse, and even black and white. At first glance, I don’t know Yes, I thought it was an old man who was looking in the mirror.

"How...how could..."

She murmured, but found that her voice was hoarse, and she looked like an old man.

Accompanied by the doctor, the policeman walked in this direction, and happened to see Song Qianxi who was looking in the mirror. The doctor gave the nurse a look, and the latter hurriedly put away the things in his hand, "I'm sorry, Doctor Lin .”

Seeing Song Qianxi's current situation, the old policeman frowned, "What's going on with her?"

The doctor took the old policeman away, and the voices of the two came from afar, "It took only two days for her to become like this. Her strength is not as strong as before, but after the test, her body showed a state of about seven. 80-year-olds...are aging...can't live longer..."

"System, system!" Song Qianxi yelled suddenly, "Xueba System, come out! Save me, save me—"

"Didn't you say that you are omnipotent? Save me quickly...I will listen to you..."

The old policeman asked in a low voice, "What is the system?"

The doctor said, "We think the patient has a hallucination..."

The young nurse giggled and added, "It's the most popular kind in novels now, thinking that you have a system, and you can realize your dreams by completing tasks..."

Although there are no traces of monks in this world, there is no shortage of people with special abilities.

As for whether there is such a thing as a system, it is a matter of opinion.

The voices of the old policeman and the doctor gradually faded away, and on the other side, Zhao Wanchen woke up in the middle of the night, and saw his little girlfriend holding a ball of light in her hand.

"I am a Xueba system, from a higher civilization than Earth..."

"This is that system?" Zhao Wanchen asked.

"Are you awake?" Shen Zhaoxi looked at Zhao Wanchen and nodded, "Well, that's it, now it's in my hands."

I have to say that the appearance of the Xueba system still looks quite high-tech, and various symbols are intertwined, making it look a bit like the virtual AI in a high-tech movie.

I'm afraid ordinary people will be convinced of its origin after seeing this appearance.

Naturally, Shen Zhaoxi would not be fooled by the appearance created by the evil god.

She closed her palms slightly, and when she opened them again, the appearance of the orange light ball fabricated by the evil god, just like the voice of the Xueba system, disappeared and was replaced by a faintly burning green flame.

"The lowest evil god." Shen Zhaoxi said.

"Can I touch it?" Zhao Wanchen was a little curious. She heard Shen Zhaoxi talk about the evil god many times, but it was the first time she saw the evil god with her own eyes.

"It's better not." Shen Zhaoxi hesitated for a moment, but still moved his palm towards Zhao Wanchen, "Even if he didn't take the initiative, the breath of evil gods will lure out the darkest part of people's hearts, you have to be careful."

Zhao Wanchen stretched out his hand lightly, and touched the green flame of the evil god.

Ice, cold.

Chilled.

Countless scenes that once existed only in nightmares suddenly became clear in front of my eyes.

Yellow sand, battlefield, blood.

"kill--"

"The general was trapped for half a month, food and grass were exhausted, and the city was destroyed!"

"Dead, all dead, Shen Wuhui is dead, Shen Jiajun is also dead! It's all caused by your Zhao family!"

"Zhao Chuguang, you keep saying that you love her, why don't you keep her?"

"what--"

Shen Zhaoxi's pupils suddenly constricted.

She had already expected Zhao Wanchen's situation, but she still didn't expect that Zhao Wanchen's reaction would be so violent.

The breath of evil gods is not all bad, there is no benefit at all. If you use it well, it can help people face their hearts and break through their demons. This is also a place that Shen Zhaoxi promised Zhao Wanchen to touch.

After quickly poking a few big acupuncture points on Zhao Wanchen's body, she panted heavily, her gaze was empty, and she calmed down slowly.

When she came back to her senses, she looked at Shen Zhaoxi who was beside her immediately, as if she was about to bleed.

She rushed towards her almost without hesitation, and hugged her tightly with all her strength.

"sorry Sorry……"

She continued to apologize over and over again, "It's my fault, it's my fault, Wuhui...I'm sorry..."

Shen Zhaoxi patted her on the back, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Wanchen gasped for breath, and after a while, she let go of her hand, revealing a pair of confused eyes, "I don't know."

She lowered her head and looked at her hands, "It seems to be a dream. In the dream, I killed many people, and a lot of blood stained my hands..."

With a shake of Shen Chaoxi's hand, she brought the evil god into the mustard space, patted Zhao Wanchen's shoulder, and coaxed her to sleep, "Hey, go to sleep for a while, it's all a dream, just wake up and it will be fine."

Zhao Wanchen held her hand tightly, such a decisive person in the shopping mall was as fragile as a little girl at this moment.

She repeatedly grabbed Shen Zhaoxi's hand and said, "Wu Hui, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

She is shaking.

Shen Zhaoxi embraced her in her arms, lay on the bed, and kept kissing her.

Zhao Wanchen stretched out his hand and hooked her neck, deepening the kiss.

The kiss eventually turned into a lingering affair.

When I woke up, it was already broad daylight.

Shen Zhaoxi sent a message asking for leave to the head teacher, and easily got a day off.

Zhao Wanchen opened his eyes in her arms, his whole body felt sore and sore as if he had been run over by a car, and he was terribly tired.

However, her first reaction was to confirm whether Shen Zhaoxi was still there. After finding that she was still on the bed, she breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"morning."

Shen Zhaoxi didn't ask her about her dreams, and Zhao Wanchen didn't mention what she saw that day.

Regarding the evil god, both of them tacitly did not mention it.

Without telling Zhao Wanchen, Shen Zhaoxi found a time to deal with the evil spirit directly.

Although she is a righteous god, she does not have the means to absolutely control the evil god. Once it escapes, it will inevitably cause more tragedies. Instead of doing this, it is better to deal with it neatly.

After solving the evil god, she was waiting for her time to leave.

However, unexpectedly, until she finished participating in the international physics competition and won the gold medal, she did not wait for the notice of expulsion.

She and Zhao Wanchen lived every day as if it was their last, just like what Zhao Wanchen once said, they don't want forever, but day and night.

Cherish every morning and evening together.

Shen Zhaoxi maintained her good grades of No.1 in the whole school until she took the college entrance examination and was admitted to the No. [-] University A in the country.

The world seemed to have forgotten her existence as an outsider.

Yun Qingqiu's previous dream was to become a doctor who healed and saved lives. Shen Zhaoxi followed her dream. Because she is good at human anatomy, monks' hands are more stable and stronger than ordinary people. The surgeon made a name for herself and became a well-known doctor in the whole country. She has first-class medical skills. From head to toe, there are almost no surgical operations that she can't perform. She is known as the queen of surgery.

He Zhao didn't discover the relationship between his sister and Shen Zhaoxi until he graduated from senior year.

The two of them never deliberately concealed it, and they also met their parents early, and even agreed with the Zhao family's parents that they would raise He Chao's child as the heir. As can be imagined, He Zhao didn't realize that their relationship was extraordinary until he saw Shen Zhaoxi and Zhao Wanchen kissing on the stairs when he came home in his senior year.

He Zhao calmed down for half a month before he fully accepted this matter.

Shen Zhaoxi grew old with Zhao Wanchen in this world.

Both were in their eighties when they died.

However, unlike ordinary old people, until the moment before they died, although the two had gray hair, they were very energetic. The two little old ladies lived together, and there was no need for others to worry about their lives. They dressed each other up beautifully. If the two of them hadn't called together their relatives and friends to announce the news of their impending death, everyone would have thought that they would surely live a long life.

Shen Zhaoxi said, "We are leaving."

When her student heard this, her eyes turned red, "Teacher, what are you talking about? You live a good life, why are you talking about these topics all of a sudden?"

"She's not joking," Zhao Wanchen looked at the person beside her with gentle eyes, as if she was still young and beautiful in the past, "Our time is almost up."

Shen Zhaoxi turned to look at her, and pulled the white hair on her cheeks behind her ears, "Chuguang, shall we see you in the next life?"

Zhao Wanchen held her in his arms, like putting a child to sleep, and said, "Go to sleep."

Shen Zhaoxi closed her eyes, she looked at the students and relatives who were called over, a room full of students and relatives, and explained the funeral without haste.

Then he stroked Shen Zhaoxi's hair and said, "She's been gone for a while, and I'm leaving too."

The two snuggled together, as if caught in the same dream.

Just won't wake up again.

Volume Three: Little Stars Have Big Dreams