Nameless Ghost Doctor

"No! Don't!!" Wang Fu passed through the crowd at top speed, but still took one step. She just passed He Yu's side, and the blood of the person who sat on them sprayed out and sprinkled on them.

"He Yu, do you know that I am really jealous of you, and envious of you... If there is an afterlife, we will never see each other again." Guo Xu's last words seemed to be heard by only He Yu. It's as if he made up the words himself.

His feelings and memories of Guo Xu still stayed more than ten years ago, and he instinctively refused to associate Guo Xu with the person in the secret room, just like everyone kept silent about Guo Xu since that day. Like Guo Xu, who has never been here, they have never known each other.

Jia Luo stayed very late that day, even if Guo Xu died, he would die in the position of the leader of the alliance, even if he committed suicide, he would not admit that he had done something wrong, and he would never beg for mercy when things were revealed. Be strong, be respected, and be owed.

"Why bother?" Jia Luo rummaged through the entire lord's mansion, finally found the pair of golden noodles, and turned it upside down on the phone, "Although it's not enough, it's good to find it."

In the end, I went back to the lobby, stood below, and quietly looked at the top chair of the martial arts leader, "Someone has already collected your body, so I won't waste it. I will go to see you when I have time, but I probably don't have time." .”

'It's better to burn more paper money, and we will meet again soon. Jia Luo looked at the long sword stained with his master's blood, thought for a while and picked it up, "You will be lonely if you stay here, let's go, I will take you to find your master."

Jia Luo went all the way down the mountain, but met someone. Canaan had been waiting somewhere for a long time, and his clothes were a little wet. "The leader of the martial arts is dead, where are you going?"

"Yo, it's really strange, you still call him the leader of the martial arts?" Jia Luo walked around him and strode away.

"Yayoi is getting married."

"Lin Huiying isn't the husband-in-law he wants, right?" Jia Luo touched the golden noodle in his arms, and it was still painful.

"Then you gave the dowry?"

"Shanzhu Lin is happy, and he can protect him for a while."

"Keep him safe for a while? Are you going there? You don't take him..."

"Take him away? I have more important things to do."

"Don't go! You take him away, and nothing will happen if you hide him?"

"Sure enough, you heard the news. No matter where you flee, you will be found. If you want to avoid future troubles forever, you can only kill the roots."

Canaan frowned, he really didn't want the person in front of him to disappear again, "This is a dangerous move, you can't kill everyone, and you can't kill so many people."

"Can you persuade me?" Jia Luo asked without answering, "You just need to help me."

"Brother..." Canaan gritted his teeth, and Jia Luo was unwilling to say more, so he jumped into the air and left him behind.

The blood stained deep into the wall, and Wang Fu looked at the corpse that had been cleaned and put on clean clothes alone in the room, crying until dawn.

Xiaoqing stood outside the house, walking back and forth impatiently, but there was nothing she could do. After a few days, Wang Fu's tears dried up, he lost weight, and finally passed out.

The ordered coffin was delivered, but Wang Fu hadn't woken up yet, and Guo Xu's body was buried, and Wang Fu woke up leisurely.

"Why am I here? Where's the lord? Where's Guo Xu?" Wang Fu woke up and saw that there was no one around him in a panic. He pushed Xiaoqing who was about to help her, and stumbled into Guo Xu's room. There was only a pitch-black coffin waiting for him.

Wang Fu shook his head and kept muttering, "No, no, no, no, no, my husband is fine, no, why do you keep him locked in? Not dead, not dead..."

As she spoke, she walked towards the coffin, her outstretched hand paused in the air, and still touched the cold and dark coffin board. The coffin was not nailed, but she dared not push it away to have a look, no matter how Lying to herself, she also knew exactly what kind of corpse was inside.

Little by little, he slid down the coffin to the ground, his forehead pressed against the body of the coffin, heartbroken, his eyes, which had been dry for a long time, left another stream of tears.

Suddenly seeing the bloody books on the wall, her heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly laughed, "Husband, oh husband, why are you so confused, why didn't you even put your name on the divorce letter? If there is no name, then this divorce letter is not allowed." For the most part, we are still husband and wife, or husband and wife... Why are you so cruel, do you hate me so much? You don't even want to see me for the last time, you don't even want to see me for the last time, you don't even want me to see you for the last time Willing to wait... Husband, I will accompany you, okay?"

When Xiaoqing came, Wang Fu was about to rush towards the bloody books all over the wall, intending to smash his head against the wall to death, destroying the bloody books, and leaving with Guo Xu.If Xiaoqing hadn't come in time, I'm afraid what he saw when he came in would be a corpse.

Wang Fu hadn't had a drop of water for many days, and he was already very weak. If so, she had made up her mind, and Xiaoqing couldn't stop her. .

"What are you doing? Are you going with him? Take a look at this blood book and take a good look at it. You have already been divorced by him, divorced! Why do you accompany him?"

"No, no, my husband didn't divorce me, he even forgot to write his name, he didn't divorce me." Wang Fu was crying, pointing to the bloodstains all over the wall, not knowing whether he was crying or laughing.

"Even if you are like this, if you go with him, is he really willing to see you?" Wang Fu lowered his head in a daze, and began to sob softly, and Xiaoqing's heart softened, "Ma'am, Xiaoqing was wrong, Xiaoqing I shouldn't have said these things, but madam, if the master is still alive, he wouldn't want to see the madam like this, madam, you are like this now, are you worthy of the master? Are you worthy of me?"

"Xiaoqing...I, I..." Wang Fu couldn't make a sound, and could only let the tears fall violently. I don't know how long it took, but she lost her voice again. I don't know if she was tired from crying, fell asleep, or fainted from crying. , fainted.

She slept very deeply that day, and woke up very late the next day. Xiaoqing didn't have the heart to call her. She also had a very long dream. She dreamed of many people. In the dream, she saw Guo Xu...

After waking up, she was in a much better mood, with a unconscious smile on her face. Although she was still sad, she was much better than the previous few days.

Even when Guo Xu was buried, she was smiling, but tears fell down again while smiling, Xiaoqing looked at her worriedly, but she didn't care to wipe some tears.

"Xiaoqing, does it look good? He loves to see me smile." Wang Fu watched the coffin disappear under the soil with gentle eyes, tears kept falling, but the smile never disappeared.