Ghost Office

His face was badly injured and he vomited a lot of blood.At this moment, Ao Cunxin is really grateful to Xiaotiangou. When Yang Jian was squeezed out by everyone, he was the only one who helped Yang Jian. He believed in Yang Jian, and he was the only one who could risk his life for Yang Jian.

"Yang Jian, you will die if you don't wake up the roaring dog." Ao Cunxin once imagined how miserable Yang Jian would be, but when she saw Yang Jian end up like this with her own eyes, she found that she couldn't accept it at all.She wanted to ask Yang Jian why he had to use such an extreme method?Why can't you tell those who care about you what you think in your heart?But Ao Cunxin knew that this was Yang Jian.

It took a long time for Yang Jian to wake up faintly, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he hurriedly looked for Xiao Tiangou. Ao Cunxin watched Yang Jian use the little mana left to heal Xiao Tiangou's wounds. saved.

Ao Cunxin has seen all kinds of Yang Jian, but Ao Cunxin has never seen such a desolate Yang Jian. Yang Jian, who has lost all his magic power, and the seriously injured Xiao Tiangou are supporting each other. Now they are no longer high gods. The suburbs are not even as good as ordinary mortals.

Just now, Ao Cunxin watched Yang Jian beg the woodcutter for firewood just now, just to ask him to give him a bite of food for Xiao Tiangou, who was about to die without eating for a few days. Yang Jian, who had never begged anyone, let go of his pride and begged for a bite of food.Ao Cunxin covered her mouth to keep herself from crying. She wanted to tell Yang Jian not to do this, but she couldn't say it because Yang Jian was doing it for Xiaotiangou. She didn't want Xiaotiangou to die, so even if Yang Jian couldn't hear her, she couldn't say such a thing.

"Yang Jian!" Ao Cunxin wanted to push the hateful woodcutter away, but there was only air in his hands: "Go away, go away." Ao Cunxin shouted, but the woodcutter's stick still fell on Yang Jian's body. And the insults.Yang Jian tightly hugged the woodcutter's waist and refused to let him go to beat the roaring dog. Yang Jian's eyes were full of tears and hatred. He was unwilling to be reconciled to such a dignified judicial god.

Ao Cunxin squatted down with her head in her arms and couldn't bear to see Yang Jian like this and Xiao Tiangou who was gobbling up that dry cornbread again: "Let me go back, I don't want to watch it anymore, let me go back." Why should she let her See these, why?There was a handover of weapons behind him, and Ao Cunxin looked over with tears in his eyes, it was Big Brother Kang, that's great.

Ao Cunxin stood behind Yang Jian, looking at the gobbling Roaring Dog, since when has this silly dog ​​been hungry since he followed Yang Jian?Brother Kang and Yang Jian were speechless for a while, Brother Kang persuaded Yang Jian not to work for the Queen Mother, Yang Jian clenched his fists: "What if I am not the god of justice for the Queen Mother?" This sentence is almost equivalent to telling Brother Kang that he is in this position It was not for the glory promised by the Queen Mother, but Brother Kang was even more heartbroken: "Second Master is not for the Queen Mother but also for your selfishness. Are you so reluctant to let go of this black hat?"

Yang Jian closed his eyes when he heard the words: "I have realized a lot of truths in the past few days. To be a human being, you must be a master, otherwise your dignity will only be trampled under the feet of others. Boss, you don't need to say any more." Brother Kang stood up: "Second Lord, I'm leaving. Go back to Guanjiangkou. From then on, the affairs of the Three Realms have nothing to do with me."

Yang Jian opened his eyes after listening to Big Brother Kang walking out: "Only in that seat can I do more things. Do you think the Queen Mother will let Sanmei go so easily? Mother made it herself, releasing Third Sister is trampling on her dignity, how can she tolerate it?"

Yang Jian, why are you doing this?You made all the brothers disappointed in you and made you an enemy. You obviously feel uncomfortable and reluctant to part with it. Why do you still take such an extreme path?Brother Kang, don't you know Yang Jian's personality?Is it a lie that everyone burned incense and kowtow together and said that we should share weal and woe?Why can't you give him more trust...

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thirteen

"How is she?" Yang Jian asked softly.

"I've been in a coma and haven't woken up." The one who answered Yang Jian was Ao Tingxin in the Soul Gathering Cauldron.Yang Jian walked to the small bed and sat down, Xiaoyu was lying there quietly.Yang Jian checked Xiaoyu's injury and frowned: "Her internal organs have been injured, I must heal her internal organs, otherwise..."

"Erlang God, this child is..."

Yang Jian carefully injected true energy into Xiaoyu, and Ao Cunxin watched Xiaoyu's face turn rosy little by little. Although he hadn't woken up yet, his life was safe.Yang Jian looked at Xiaoyu with a smile on his lips: "She should have been my daughter, if not..." Ao Tingxin interrupted Yang Jian: "Erlang God, do you really think that Cun Xin is so cruel? My third sister , she has been timid since she was a child, she would definitely not dare to let her do such an outrageous thing."

Ao Cunxin looked at the little cauldron, sister Tingxin... Cunxin let you down.Yang Jian pulled the quilt for Xiaoyu: "I want to believe it too, but she... she admitted it to me herself, she never lied to me." Yang Jian's words made Ao Tingxin silent, yes, Ao Cunxin was so stubborn that even Would not lie.

Yang Jian looked at Xiaoyu with a smile: "This child is really destined to be with me, but I didn't expect that after going around, I have a relationship with Chenxiang."

"You really chose to..." After a while, Ao Tingxin couldn't help but ask, she knew Yang Jian's plan, she tried to stop and persuade him, but Yang Jian was unmoved, she is just a ghost now. can't do anything.

"Chen Xiang has grown up, and is no longer the child who lacked perseverance." Yang Jian's smile was very relieved but with a sense of seeing through everything.Ao Cunxin remembered that once Chen Xiang came to the Zhenjun Temple, when he came aggressively, he was defeated by Yang Jian with one hand. It’s almost the same when you practiced, so it’s always a little bit worse now.”

In the past, Yang Jian always said that Ao Tingxin and the others helped Chen Xiang everywhere, so that Chen Xiang would never be able to truly grow up, but Yang Jian himself was not the same. Everything is just the leeway Yang Jian left for him, and the price of keeping his hand every time is that Yang Jian gets injured again and again.

"Erlangshen, tell everyone the story. As long as you speak out, everyone will understand you." Ao Tingxin was very anxious: "If everyone knows this in the future, how do you let everyone deal with it?"

Yang Jian leaned against the cold stone wall: "No one will know, you and Xiaoyu will not remember anything in the future."

"What about Cun Xin, did you think about Cun Xin when you made such a decision?" Yang Jian froze for a moment when Ao Ting Xin's words came out.

"Cunxin..." Yang Jian held his forehead, Ao Cunxin couldn't see his expression: "I sent her back to Xihai that day, and she told me to keep my seat as the god of justice, so that I would love her even if I regretted her." It’s better to leave it to the Three Realms. I promised her too much before but broke my promise one by one, but this is the only thing I don’t want to break my promise again.”

"Fourth princess, don't you think the same? Leaving me is the best choice for Cunxin. It is so painful for her to be with me. After leaving me, she has changed back to the way she was before, so I am not here for her. It's the best..."

"Yang Jian, I don't need you to fulfill such a promise." Ao Cunxin covered her face and wept, "I just want you to be well, and I don't need you to pay so much to benefit Yang Jian of the Three Realms..."

"Fourth princess, I will send you back soon." Yang Jian put down his hands, as if his gaffe had never happened before, Ao Tingxin could only watch Yang Jian's silver dragon cloak disappear into the secret room and burst into tears.

The Zhenjun Temple was silent, and all the brothers left except for the loyal Xiao Tiangou, Yang Jian walked slowly to the backyard.In this yard, their family sat happily around the table, and the three brothers and sisters listened to their mother telling them stories; in this yard, their mother stood in front of them in white, trying to protect them; right here he Drinking and laughing with his brothers as if all the troubles can be forgotten; here he married Ao Cunxin and formed his own small family, and it was here that he received the imperial decree and Ao Cunxin left with resentment; Here he changed from the praised Erlang God to the ruthless judicial god who everyone scolded...

Yang Jian pushed open the door that had been locked for hundreds of years, and the things in the house were still the same, but the people who used to live in it no longer came back.Yang Jian was sitting on the couch, and in the basket next to him were Ao Cunxin's unfinished peach blossoms. Although blessed with mana, the pink silk thread was no longer as bright as it was originally.Yang Jian picked up the piece of cloth: "Cun Xin, how are you all these years? Yang Jian has never visited you, nor asked about you, so don't blame me."

That night, Ao Cunxin silently accompanied Yang Jian and sat in the seat she used to sit in. Yang Jian didn't say a word, but Ao Cunxin knew that Yang Jian was just saying goodbye, and what he was going to do was close to death. Now He has no sister or brother by his side, he is alone, only Ao Tingxin in the soul state can listen to him, he once longed for the gentle fairy to understand him, but Chang'e used his sincerity as a handle To be ridiculed in front of the crowd.Yang Jian has never regretted walking so far. His master told him to endure humiliation and he did it. He only needs Yang Chan's family to reunite and be happy. Ao Cunxin must have family members to take care of him in Xihai, so he has nothing to worry about.

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, Yang Jian looked at the group of young people in front of him with a slightly raised mouth.