An ancient novel recommended? – What?
That day my husband brought back a girl and said he’d take her as his wife.
Then the girl got pregnant.
On the day I left, my husband gave me a bowl of licorice.
“Father, you know, I’m a demon…” So, I know what you put in the bowl.
That day my husband brought back a girl.
My husband’s in love with that woman, and she’s always been careful and afraid to bump into her, and I think it’s so delicate.
I can’t remember how long he hasn’t seen me or how long I haven’t seen him.
Until that day he suddenly came back with the girl called embroidery. He led the girl to me and said she’d lived here since.
I was surprised, but I didn’t have the pleasure to see him just introducing the girl without a present. Well, I thought he’d at least read the most popular thing when the couple brought me back.
So when the Zhuhui spoke before me about how the embroidered woman caught my husband in a trance, I wondered why he had not brought me back with a little things.
And none of the servants in the courtship likes Me except the beads. We heard them say in private that I was too cold and cold.
Cold blood? It’s like this.
I was a leprechaun, brought back by my husband after he had grown up, and he raised me for a year, and he said he wanted to marry me, and I thought that I was alive and alive, but I told him that I was a jade demon, whose life was the same as the day, and that I could not grow old with him.
He laughed and said that he understood that he could not grow old with his head, but sought joy.
I admire his stubbornness, and he became his bitch.
At first, we were really happy, and I felt a little warm for those born cold.
He used to bring me all kinds of little things to make me laugh.
Then he came back less and less time, and it became harder and harder to see him.
The two of us had no children for many years, and his parents had a deep opinion about me, and they had hinted about Tina’s concubine in front of him several times.
I don’t care. I think I can’t keep people for life, though it’s his own choice.
And when the embroidered girl came to me to offer me tea, I gave her a jade which I had derived, and which touched me, to keep her well.
The girl was ashamed to see me. She looked down and looked like she was only eighteen and nine years old.
I drank tea, said Joo-hu taught me and let her go.
I don’t like to be disturbed. I turned down the girl who looked like she wanted to talk to me.
I am one of the three most difficult groups to find in the world. And We have been hidden in the mountains for thousands of years, and the breath of a man without a stain on him, and my spirit is in the devil the best and pure, and God will not give me the kind of thunderbolt.
I’ve been alone for thousands of years, so I’ve watched them say bad things about me in order to please the embroidery that just came to my house, making her laugh, and there’s nothing in me.
I’ve been a demon for years and I’ve never been killed. Because of my husband’s persistence, there are times when I feel like I live like a mortal, and the only difference is that my feelings cannot relate to those mortals.
But the beads were so angry at me that they ran out of there, and I did not stop her, nor was there any reason to stop her.
“Here chews Madame’s tongue, so bold! “The beads cried out with their eyes red, and the people were shocked to shut their mouths.
Please don’t tell Madame. “A few of them kneeling on their knees and crouching on their heads.”
“Now you know you’re scared? Why didn’t you think of that when you said bad things? Don’t think your wife doesn’t know what you’re doing in this house, but she’s not trying to do anything. I’m sorry.
He said, “Don’t let anyone know when you’re there.” I’m sorry.
And she looked back, as if she were in shock, and felt sorry for her: “Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha. He said he was about to kneel down, when he held her by a big hand, embroidered her head, and the more he looked, the more he cried, the less he cried.
The more he looked at several people with his frown, the more he looked at them, and then he said, “All 20 of them are punished.” After that, a glimpse of me sitting in the bamboo woods drinking tea.
I just stood up and looked at him faceless. Look at the way he doesn’t mean to me.
I think that sometimes people are inexplicable, that I didn’t do anything, that I went up to my girl and that I was the one who was chewing my tongue. Then why would he throw anger at me?
I hit the stone table with my index finger, and I was a little angry.
It’s just my girl. Besides, she’s her. I’m me.
When I returned to the yard, the beads cried in front of me, and I gave her my handkerchief to wipe her tears.
The beads scolded the more unconscionable, and the concubines killed their wives.
I smiled to wipe the tears off her face.
How long before he can have a baby with a embroidery? I’d love to see it.
The wife of Da Lisi gave birth to another baby girl a few months ago, and I held her when she was full of moonshine wine, soft and small, and had her mouth open for milk. Those people say that Da Lisi’s little daughter is my destiny.
I loved it, so I sent a piece of the jade which I derived to the little girl. That was the first of the jade which I derived. It was more precious than that which I gave to embroidered.
I’ve shed tears for the beads and I’m wondering, what else would I send?
It’s been two months since this happened, and for two months it hasn’t been in my room. Says he’s still young, only fresh for the new girl.
Looks like he’s giving me some guidance, but he’s putting out the embroidery so I don’t bother with her. I think this old lady really loves embroidery, but why should I bother her? Why are they all afraid I’m gonna bully that little girl? Am I that scary?
And then two months later, the more constant he came to my house to eat, and we said nothing.
We used to talk like we couldn’t stop, but now we’re like strangers.
And stop the chopsticks, and he drank a cup of tea, and said, “I want to carry the embroidery as a wife.” He looks at me like I am.
And We laid down the cup of tea in our hands and looked at him with a smile: “Hear to the husband.” * I don’t think so *
I don’t think it’s any of my business you’re putting her up as my wife. She’s not my concubine.
The more he listens, the more he chokes, the more he wrinkles, and I see him angry.
He put the teacup on the table and banged on me.
He stood up and pulled his chair on the floor and squeaked.
Then he left, somehow.
Why is he angry? Didn’t he ask me? Mankind is really weird.
A few days later, the embroidery was indeed carried for the sake of the wife, and the old lady came to the house, embroidered them with tea and gave her a big red bag and a box of jewellery.
It doesn’t look very happy. It never looks like it.
I sat next to him and looked at the old lady’s hand with embroidery, and said I wanted her and the more constant to continue the fragrance, and the embroidery to turn away in shame and make her laugh.
The old lady once told me that I wish I’d given birth soon. Four years later, my stomach didn’t react at all, my body was not deformed and I was still pretty.
I touched my face in the mirror. The light is pure, without any flaw, and the eyes are warm, and there is no intoxication.
I sighed, and the beads came and said, “Madam is upset. “The pearls are worried about me.
“Do you think I look good?” I’m sorry.
And the beads began with a stroke, and then their eyes were red.
“Madam is the best-looking man ever seen! That embroidery is no match! I’m sorry.
“What is she thinking?” I laughed, and the beads were still the same, and thought I was strong.
“Come on, let’s go sit in the yard. “And I pulled the cuffs of La Jolle, and the beads covered their eyes and followed me out of the room behind me.
The sun was right outside, warm, and I lay my eyes on the rocking chair, and the beads lightly fanned me with peacock feathers and I fell asleep.
So I don’t know when I’m sitting next to you.
And when I woke up, the man who fanned me was the more constant, and he should have sent away the beads.
I looked at him laughing, “Where is my husband?” I’m sorry.
“How have you been lately?” I’m sorry.
I’m holding up. This is coming to care about me?
“Why do you say that?” It’s a good day to eat and drink. I smiled in my mouth and I didn’t know what his idea was.
He’s not talking again.
It took him a long time to stop the fanning in his hand and look at me carefully: “You don’t want to have my baby, do you? I’m sorry.
Listen, I’m in my heart, my eyes are shrunk. Then he crushed his heart.
“Father, you know, I can’t have children. I thought he understood.
“What do you think I’ll give you when you and the embroidery give birth? It doesn’t seem to mean anything, but Da Lisi’s little girl seems to like it.”
Enough! “The more I keep yelling, the more I interrupt.
I looked at him and didn’t see why he was angry again.
And his lips were pale, and he said, “You really have no heart ” And his eyes were red, and I saw.
I didn’t say the words behind it, and the book said that men were good, so I couldn’t say the words that he was going to cry. The book also says that men do not like jealous women, that it is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, and that it is for the sake of the family, so I am not opposed to him having concubines, or even to having embroidered them, and I am happy for him.
He’s always wanted a child, raised it before me, and I can’t do it, but embroidery. Soon he’ll be a father.
The more he kept holding me, the more he buried his head in my shoulder, and he cried, and I felt it.
“Jake, don’t leave me…” The more constant the moment is fragile and sensitive.
And We took his back gently, and held him back, but did not answer his words.
And in the years that have gone on and on, there has been a man’s breath on me, a man’s way of life, and sometimes I feel like a man.
But I never changed my face, so I knew I was a demon and he was human.
It’s getting tighter.
At noon, it was dinner for three people. The more constant, the embroidery and me. The weirder the three, the more they sit in the middle.
The embroidery, which seems to be very lively, has been charring for the more constant, and the better it is, the better it is, the better it is, the better it is.
I sit next to you and I don’t talk and I eat quietly.
The more he’s been sneaking at me, the more he’s making me uncomfortable. I think it’s interesting for the newlyweds to eat and not forget the love.
I ate a lot today. I ate more than half a bowl of chopsticks.
“I had enough, I left first. * I get up and I walk away, and the more I stay, the more I scream. *
“Let’s swim the lake tonight. “He did not look at me, but he focused on eating what he was made of.”
“Okay. “I promised I’d have my eyes scratched on my neck.
I’m like, you know, you’re so young.
Even at night, Changan was still very hot, and the dark night was full of orange-red light with the words of prayer.
So did I, Joo-ju, who wrote with me, and my good husband who embroidered with me.
I couldn’t think of anything to write for half a day, I looked around, I saw peace and peace, and I wrote peace in the world.
World peace? “And Joo learned a little bit from me and looked at what I wrote, and she stopped.
“Madam is so kind, knowing that the war is going on in the north, writing words for the good of the people, God will see it. I’m sorry.
But I’m laughing, and I can’t tell you how funny this little girl is.
The more you look at it, the more you see it.
“Sister is so beautiful, unlike her small heart, she wants to live in peace and security for so long. “I looked at her and didn’t answer. Is that a mistake?
I’m rarely angry, I don’t like to be angry, I don’t like to do things like that.
“Sister, since she wrote it, she helped me write it. It’s useless to write it too much. “I look at the light of the sky, and I think, “Where do I come from?”
The embroidery choked, didn’t speak, held the more permanent arm, and he was a bit unnatural, and I think, he was too thin to make any intimacy in public.
The boat’s crowded, but I prefer the feeling, the feeling of the world, the excitement. Maybe it’s been buried for millions of years.
I’m standing by the rail, and the beads are standing next to me.
The night wind is light and comforting.
“Madam, there’s a watermelon down there! “The beads are small and like more than I do.
“Go buy some to come up. I’m sorry.
Yes! And then he ran away.
I’m not alone now.
Sister, how’s the artist? “Sometimes, the more embroidery comes, the more he comes, the more he’s got the painting.
As if a man and a woman were worthy of heaven, I noded my head and said, “A man and a woman is a good couple.” I’m sorry.
The more he was agitated, he stretched out his hand to get the painting, but he was embroidered, and he laughed at me and said, “Stand it in my husband’s study and draw a little man in the middle when I and my husband had a child.” I’m sorry.
“Did my sister paint with her husband like a embroidery?” You can add a little man to it. I’m sorry.
I almost laughed.
Knowing that my stomach hasn’t been moving for years, I want to say something exciting.
I wanted to take back my admiration and give it to her as if it was a useless excrement.
“I don’t care. It’s too much trouble to have a baby. He’ll be able to give you a couple of sisters.
And he smiled, and said, “I am not afraid, nor can I give birth to my husband; I will not be able to be happy.” * Says he touched his stomach and he was ashamed *
It’s a real fire. It’s a shame to say that! I’m sorry.
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The more it lasts, the more it gets, the more it leaves.
The embroidery pursued the past and the pearls returned soon.
“Madam, the fucking watermelon is so sweet, taste it! *I picked up the watermelon in the beads and bit it. *
I didn’t want to eat two bites and sat in a rocking chair and looked at the stars and the light.
Should I leave? There is a better place to live today.
I’m playing with the beak off my head, thinking.
Four years have passed. The four years of demons are like blinking, but for mortals there are many things that can happen and change.
I know sometimes I’m selfish.
I am a demon, too cold and heartless, not a good match for the longer I am, and the more embroidered I want to stick to the longer I am, the better I am.
In a moment, I made a decision.
“The beads bring me the watermelon. I want some more. I’m sorry.
I slept so sweet this night.
It took me five days to get things right.
I used 20% of my luck to keep my family alive for a hundred years, and I’ve got a lot of money. I even buried my spirit under a tree in my yard, and then I left, and embroidery would come in, which would preserve her young and beautiful face, and would save her many more.
I washed my hands and prepared a cup of cold tea. Thinking sweetly, I’m a good spirit.
“Madam, the owner is here. “The pearls came and said in my ear.
I looked across the door and saw it coming.
He’s got a bowl of ice-cooled lollipop in his hand, and I used to like it.
And We set down the cup of tea with Our lips and let the beads go first.
It’s just me and the more constant.
“Yea, I made this for you, taste it. “The more it lasts, the less it smiles at me.
I laughed, I looked at him, and I took the jade bowl that he had handed over, and asked, “Did my sister have one?” I’m sorry.
He doesn’t seem to think I’d ask that. I already sensed his emotions.
Are you unhappy or disappointed?
“Yes. He says:
I’m in the bowl with a spoon, and I don’t know why, and I feel a little bad.
I didn’t see him: “My husband is so good to Jade. I’m sorry.
It’s warm in my eyes and it’s like something’s cracking in my heart.
I looked at him laughing, “Father, you know, I’m a demon”… so I knew what you put in the bowl.
The more constant it seemed, the more it was finally crushed, the more it was red and the tears slipped.
His lips were shaking, his face was pale and he grabbed me.
“Yo, I can’t do this anymore I’m scared, I’m scared” He was a human being who could not live long enough to prevent his own death, even if one day he would become old and ugly and she would still look the same.
He’s scared. He’s afraid of dying, he’s afraid of losing her.
And We laid down the jade bowl and pushed him away: “What are you afraid of, I will not harm you?” I don’t know what he’s afraid of. I was so kind to him that I made arrangements for the rest of his life, and now he wants to harm me, and he says he is afraid of me.
I’m really sad and angry.
I really don’t understand.
He stares at me with his eyes red and he asks me, “Do you love me?” I’m sorry.
Love? What’s love? A companion? A carer? Or give him a baby?
If it’s a child, she probably doesn’t love him.
She cannot give birth to a child, she will die, and she will be punished by God.
“Do you love me?” I asked him.
He laughed, “Why do I not love you?” I love you so much that I can lock you up. She can even do everything for her.
I don’t know what to say, but I’m shocked.
It turns out some people are stupid enough to love a demon.
“This is for you. He knows what I’m saying.
“Yes, she gave it to me. I’m sorry.
“She’s an exorcist. I’m sorry.
“Yeah. Well, then I’ll see.
“What do you want to do? You’re killing me? “I looked at him faceless, and my eyes were cold. A demon kills life, means a depravity.
A demon can be a god, but if blood is on his hands, it will be cursed and struck by lightning.
He’s gonna hurt me. Those four words fill my head with anger almost made me irrational.
No one in this world knows me better than they do.
He knew that I was not angry, and he told his subordinates to say bad things to me in front of me, and the worse they were, he brought back a demon-killer, deliberately left me alone, made me jealous, let her provoke me, provoke me and make me angry and kill me.
The drugs she gave me will cause me to lose my power, bring down Tian Lei, bring down the heaven’s punishment.
But it’s against the law of heaven, and it’s not gonna turn me back.
“The more constant you were, the more selfish I was. This is what he said.
He was helpless as a child and cried.
I looked at him with cold eyes, and I looked at how the white-eyed wolf was going to argue.
He looked at me and laughed at me: “I thought I could bear it, but I overestimated myself I couldn’t bear it” said, “He kneeled before me.”
I wrinkled my eyebrows. This strange balance of four years was just broken.
The more constant he should be, the higher he is, the more admired, and he kneels on his knees, and his parents kneel, but he cannot kneel.
Jade, please don’t leave me. I’ll die. Have mercy on me. * He’s pulling my skirt like an abandoned puppy, and he’s *
I looked at him face to face, and it was still in my head that he shouldn’t have kneeled at me.
Well, my attention is always hard to line up with.
“Ahhh. *And I sighed, and in the garden, there was only the more constant and hidden wept.*
“You know, I’m sick and tired of life. “I don’t know how to kill him, but I just know that I might have gone too far.
I can’t promise him anything for life. I’m a demon, I can’t bear to be lonely and I can’t bear to die without this terrible silence of my own.
I know that one day the more you will die, the more you will die, and me, and I will not die.
The more he keeps his head down.
“Teach me, Jade, teach me how to stay with you.” He’s shaking. His hands holding my skirt are all white.
“You get up first. “I got him up. I do not like him to kneel before me, nor do I like his name, which is in the cold and high places, shaking, I can’t see.
The more permanent it is, the more you sit next to me.
“No way.
“No one can stay with me forever. “At least I haven’t found it yet, but it won’t last forever.
He didn’t talk.
Then, half a month later, I left this house, which I had spent four years in empty hands, and the beads cried out of their eyes and their throats cried. When I got on the wagon, the beads came straight to me with their burdens, and the two houses at the door stopped.
I’ll take care of the beads.
I saw the embroidery when the curtains were down, and she looked at me. I smiled at her and she turned her eyes upside down.
I think she’s really in love with more and more. Otherwise, how can a demon rider marry like this? And I’m willing to help you.
But I don’t care.
I left.
And the sunset upon the edge of the mountains is smitten, but there is a sense of light. I have an unprovoked feeling of ease.
I’ve been thinking about it for a long time on the train to the water. Turns out it’s a problem for me.
As a demon, I can neither eat nor drink nor rest, but the longer I stay, the more I eat and sleep. I haven’t been in the water for half a month since I left him, not only without a sense of hunger, but with a feeling of permeability.
It’s true, the demon has to live with it.
A month was expected to arrive in the southern part of the town, but heavy rains forced the driver to temporarily place the carriage at a fence not far from the south.
It’s pouring rain outside, and I’m sitting in a small booth drinking hot tea. It’s getting cold, and I won’t be wearing any more beads. And I am not cold, but I am too good at imitating human beings.
“Alas, it’s just a matter of time before tomorrow’s flower offering may be postponed. I’m sorry.
“I wonder if the flower god will blame it.” I’m sorry.
There’s a balcony next to my little booth with two people sitting on it for tea and snacks.
Flower God? It looks like it’s only in the text book.
The flower God in the script is like a goddess, so that he will be born with his foot on the flowers, and the fair ears, and the birds will be ringing.
I’d like to see what the flower god looks like.
So I stayed here a few more days.
I didn’t sleep well at night, so I just stopped sleeping and got up on the balcony.
The rain is already small, but the beads are still floating. I lift my right hand, so light power stops the rain. This is the first time I’ve done it in four years.
There’s movement behind you.
No more pretending to be my nature, I’m much more perceptive.
When the finger coagulates into a needle, it shoots behind you.
I’m just trying to knock that little thing out.
True, a hum. Bingo.
I turned my head. There was a chubby little bean lying next to it, round drums.
I poked it with my finger and woke it up.
He looked at me, and he said he wanted to run. I grabbed his tail.
“Please let me live. I’m just hungry to get some food. * He’s kneeling on his knees, shaking and begging for my life *
It’s just a tree demon. It’s so fragile that I can crush it.
I stopped. Am I really that scary? Why is everyone afraid of me, why are you kneeling and asking for mercy? I’m not gonna kill anybody.
I was a little restless, and I let go of my fingers.
The surroundings are so quiet that my heart is empty.
It’s not as long as it lasts.
No, I just don’t need an escort.
Then. I look at the little beans ready to go.
“What’s your name, Bean?” I’m sorry.
“My lord, I’m young and not good…”
“Well, I’m a vegetarian. I’m sorry.
I didn’t do anything about it, I just let it tell me the whole night of the ghost story, and it was shocked.
It lives in the forest, where all the demons survive, and the weak ones either hide or are eaten by the leprechauns.
It didn’t think I would not just kill it, I gave it food, but just tell me the ghost story for one night.
“Follow me from now on. “The bean is so big, so big, so green, so big.
I touched the little bean’s head, thinking how cute this little thing is.
Beans look at me with their eyes open.
This little guy’s still following me.
After a day, the rain stopped and the weather was good.
The bean hides in my sleeves and from time to time comes out to see the popular streets.
It is true that the Divine Dynasty is festive, and the drums are everywhere, and the flowers are all over the street.
I’ve folded a few flowers in my arms, and I’ve got a fragrance.
The crowd was crowded, and I tried or I couldn’t get in, and I stood on the street with flowers.
There were about 10 men naked, and they marched in the streets with a flower idol. The two sides threw flowers in the car, behind them a group of people wearing strange masks, playing with musical instruments.
I noticed that the statue was in front of a girl with a red cover.
“Alas, this old Zhang’s house is a smoke on his grave. I’m sorry.
“It is also only thanks to the good deeds of the old Zhang who did good deeds.” I’m sorry.
And those who were with me took notice of the young woman, and spoke with excitement.
I’ve got eyes, no words.
Sacrifice? It’s called a flower god, isn’t it?
I turned away, but I didn’t know when I was standing with an umbrella.
I looked up at him: “Please excuse me, Your Excellency. “If I can’t go either way, I won’t talk.
The man heard my voice, and he looked at me, and he looked at me and he laughed, “You see me? I’m sorry.
Ah, something’s wrong.
I’m two steps back. It’s a demon.
I’m actually born with a flaw. I don’t have demons.
Maybe that’s why he didn’t notice me.
I looked down, pretended I didn’t hear him, and walked around him.
I can feel him looking at me. Oh, Mad, why are you in trouble?
I decided to leave tomorrow.
But I underestimated the sensitivity and greed of the leprechaun.
I don’t think so. He sneaked into my house at night and ate me. So I tied him up and threw him on the floor.
“I thought you were a human being, and I didn’t know you were a demon. He laughed.
I sat in front of him and drank tea, I didn’t speak, and I suggested he continue.
“It’s also fate that I’m in your hands today. Why don’t you let me go and I’ll repay you later when I’m hurt.” I’m sorry.
This is not like the tea in the House of Perpetuation, bitter and bitter.
How can I beat a demon who hasn’t worked in four years?
“Are you the flower god here? I asked him.
“Yes. “He was born and laughed, and I’m afraid he’s lost her eyes.
“You eat people? The girl in the flower truck and the girl who had sacrificed before.
“Isn’t the leprechauns the one who eat people?” He asked me back. I looked at him faceless. How can he eat? Of course I haven’t eaten. I’ve heard from the masters who fled to Changan and worked in the city.
“What will the girl do to free me? He’s desperate, and he asks me out loud.
I thought about it, and I thought about it more and more.
“Do you know about Southwest Lane? You’ll take care of that street from now on. I smiled at him, “If you played me, you’d be dead.” I’m sorry.
Then he stopped, and looked at me, and said, “The more you know.” A whole street in the southwest alley is a permanent shop.
“I don’t know. How does this guy know him?
However, his face was like, “I know you’re lying.”
“Well, I’ll give you his secret, you let me go. Sooner or later, he’ll be out of here, where he’ll just be hurt.
“No, I don’t want to know anything. I put down the tea cup.
I don’t have anything to do with it. It’s the last thing I did for him, and it’s the last four years of his stay.
And I rose up, and my finger slashed the wind, and cut off his spell, and said, “Go away, and do not enter the house of the girl in the middle of the night again.” “It’s rude.
He didn’t think I’d say that, hold on and get up and shoot the dust.
“Do you really want to know? * He smiled at me like he was playing *
“No, I don’t want to.” I’m sorry.
He then looked at me in depth, standing on the window and looking at me again, and jumped out of the window.
I stayed up all night, I couldn’t sleep, I held soft little beans for one night, and I left the next morning.
I didn’t ask the driver to follow me this time. I gave the bean a boost, so he could take shape.
Then the driver changed him.
“Yo, we’re almost there! I’m sorry.
Sometimes I feel like little beans and beads, curious about everything. Beans haven’t been out of the forest for centuries. First time out, they’re following me.
Strangely, it’s a bit scary to be quiet on this road.
It’s like there’s two living things like me and Beans.
“Beans. I called him, and he put his head right in.
“What’s wrong with Yu? I’m sorry.
“Do you feel anything?” I asked him.
That’s why he’s so excited, he’s aware of the surroundings.
He frowned on his head: “Ah, sister Yu, the blood is so heavy around here. “I felt it before I finished. The smell of stench made me feel a little uncomfortable.
“Stop the car. “I’ll show the bean to see what’s going on.
It’s just me, it’s quiet around, and suddenly I see a bird that’s not far from me.
When I turned my wrists, the pointed wind blade went at it, and the bird turned into a smoke.
I watched where the smoke disappeared, and my eyes fainted.
Someone’s looking for me…
It’s the spirit of a demon rider and embroidery.
I’ll put down the chariot curtains, pull back into the car and wait for the bean to come back.
The embroidery tried to kill me?
Likewise, how can a proud de-generator tolerate the fact that his beloved husband had a leprechaun wife?
I smiled and deepened the belief that life cannot be killed.
I’m not gonna kill anybody.
The bean is back, and it smells like blood.
“Oyu, there are so many dead in the woods that only bones are left…” “The little bean looks pale and apparently has never seen that.
“We have to leave soon. I’m sorry.
I’ve been a little restless on the way, and I think something’s staring at us.
On the way to South City, bodies are seen from time to time and there are no survivors.
When we get to the South Side, it’s even worse.
Southtown, sealed.
Not even a normal person inside.
Only a few dying people lie on the corner.
South Watertown, became a dead town. Even the once green lake water became red blood.
“What’s going on? “The beans are shaking behind me.
Southtown is sealed, so the outside world has no idea what happened here. None of the escapees survived. They’re all dead.
I covered my nose and I looked at the white bones floating on the lake.
“Bean, let’s go. “I wrinkled my head and didn’t want any trouble.
There was no response from behind, and I realized it wasn’t good, Jan, and there was no more bean shadow.
In this environment, I seem more calm.
As a demon, I hate blood and death.
I can’t get out. I can’t even find my way out.
I can say I can’t get out of Southtown from the start.
I heard screams where I was going.
I stopped and watched the black man in flesh and blood on his face.
I’m surprised, I’m scared. It’s disgusting.
He seems to have noticed me, stopped eating, turned his head and looked at me.
He’s got an intestine in his mouth, pulling it in his hand, pulling it long.
I can’t be sick, I’m scared, I’m not afraid, I’m not convinced.
He’s…
“The more it lasts! He heard me calling out his name. He rubbed his hands with blood on his face, threw out his intestines, stood up and opened his hands, smiled and walked towards me.
He has not been at all noble and cold, and he is now a monster that eats human flesh and drinks human blood.
His eyes were darkened, and two teeth were clearly visible in his open mouth, which was covered with black blood.
The more he keeps getting red, the more he comes at me, the more he says my name.
“Jake, Jade come, come, he makes me sick and scared.” But I didn’t know what to do. I had to back off and avoid his bloody hugs.
I saw the leprechaun who pretended to be a flower god before he fainted. He laughed at me and said, “You do not want to know his secret.” I’m sorry.
By the time I woke up, the more it was washed and cleaned, the more it was dressed and the better it was.
He looked at me and laughed, “Yo, I miss you so much. * Says hold me in my face *
I tried to push him away, but he was stronger than me.
“Yo, now it’s okay… we can be together forever. * He’s crazy, he’s not even the right color. *
And We looked at him, (O Muhammad): “What have you done? You are mad!”
The more he became possessed, he abandoned his identity.
He’s going to die. The day he dies, it’s when the spirit is gone.
For a month, I leave, he goes crazy.
“You know I’m coming to Southtown. I looked him in the eye, “It was embroidered to help you.” I’m sure.
And the surveillance along the way is embroidered.
“That woman, I never liked her. Her role was only to stimulate you… but I didn’t think you didn’t care…” says he held me sadly and put his head in my neck.
A pawn, trying to turn over.
“The bitch tried to climb into my bed, but it was my bodyguard, Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha. “How could he be in the same room as that woman, even though her touch was disgusting and she didn’t know it.
“O Jade, I love you, I love you…” He held my face devoutly and softly, slowly approached me, tried to kiss me. I took a break and his cold lips fell on my face.
“What’s your deal with that leprechaun in Fenceville? I asked him. There’s always something about that demon.
He’s frowning, a little angry.
“What are you talking about? * He’s got a cold tone, and he’s got a cold air.
I have to re-examine him. He’s not a mortal now, but a demon.
“I want to know. I’m sorry.
“You don’t want to know. * And he kept his mouth shut and I gave it up *
I close my eyes and take a deep breath: “So what do you want to do now? I asked him.
And he smiled and touched my head, and whispered, “Surely, we are going to be together for a long and long time, forever and ever.” I’m sorry.
“The more constant, the more embroidery is for you. I’m telling the truth.
And he laughed, “She? She’s good too? She’s just a child born of a whore, and if it wasn’t for you, I’d be sick to see her. I’m sorry.
I’m frowning. He’s tougher than a demon.
“She was already fed to the demons. She died because she wanted to hurt his Jade.
I didn’t react to embroidery. I only lament the mundane faces of mortals and their falsehoods.
It was clear that they had been obfuscated before, that he could say countless insults to her and that she had been fed to the demons in peace.
I looked at him with calmness and firmness: “I do not love you. “Yeah, I shouldn’t love him. I didn’t feel anything for him. I was just surprised that he was a demon. He was so good at disguise and deceived me, but I didn’t feel anything.
I’m so not in love with him.
The more he listens to me, the more he freezes, the more he smiles, the more he grabs my shoulder: “Jake, say so, I will go mad.” He’s voice is light.
His eyes tell me he’s not going crazy, he’s going to eat me. Eat me like that man.
After all, he killed a city.
The more you leave, the more I walk away.
I can’t get out.
It’s like living in my yard for four years.
It’s just that the blood smell here tells me this is hell.
The more constant, the more careful I am, the more careful I am.
He was a mortal, so I was afraid that I would leave at any time, and now he is a demon better than me, and he can bring me back.
He’s gone mad.
Here comes the man who pretends to be the flower god.
I don’t know how he got in, he got hurt, he said his name was Wind.
“If you had listened to me, you wouldn’t have done that now. He said to me with joy.
He’s a monster. He’s amazing.
“What are you trying to say? “I’m locked in here, I’m in a very restless mood, and I’m sick of him breathing.
“Don’t you want to know what I’m dealing with? He’s like a smile.
Very well, I did. I do want to know.
“He traded with me a woman named embroidery for a bargain. I’m sorry.
I looked at him, and the embroidery was fed to him.
There’s more than one heart.
A man eats a demon’s heart and gets possessed.
The embroidery, which is a demon-extortioner, has the blood of a demon-extender and is, in the case of wind marks, a remedy.
“He was in love with you, and when he was possessed, he almost suffered, but he kept saying your name. I’m sorry.
Fancy? I just feel stupid.
And when he was leaving, he said to me, ‘Whatever he has given you, do not eat without eating.’ “Yes, even this man knows that the more constant it is.
I asked him why he was helping me, he didn’t say anything, and left.
The light’s on at night, the more it keeps coming.
He brought a lot of words that I used to like.
He’s trying to impress me.
But I turned my back on him, and I just handed him a message of joy to me, and his smile disappeared, and then I stood up, and I threw it all over the floor.
“Don’t you dare! “He was angry and yelled at me for the first time.
He quickly suppressed the fire and picked up a book on the ground and held me in his arms.
Jade, I’ll watch with you. * He’s holding me down, I can’t get away with it *
“Let go! I don’t want to see it. I’m a little angry and I don’t like being controlled.
He’s getting stronger.
“Why didn’t you listen?” * He’s got his back teeth *
One of them choked my neck, but not hard.
Then there came a knock from the door, and he let me go and turned to the door.
Open the door and the man standing at the door is…
I looked at him astonished, but he was blind and was clearly accused of the soul.
The jade bowl in the hands of the little bean has been rounded up and the door closed.
He walked in front of me and the bowl was ice-cream.
I suddenly remembered what the wind said.
“Come, Jade, I’ve prepared you your favorite. He picked up a spoon and tried to feed me.
“I don’t want to eat. I’m sorry.
He lost his patience and put the bowl on the table.
Don’t make me angry. * He holds me in his arms, he strangles me hard, he tries to open my mouth. * And We were in a state of panic, and it struck him directly, but he was not itching, and the wound soon healed.
Then, at a moment of stinging, he fed into my mouth, and I struggled hard, and he covered my mouth.
The cold feeling slips down the throat and is accompanied by a heart-breaking pain.
“It’s working! It’s working! *He smiled so hard at me and said something I didn’t hear, I didn’t feel it. *
Wind marks are still around my ears. But he overestimates me. I can’t keep it up.
I don’t know how long it hurts. But by the time I woke up, I’d become my own, a piece of jade.
I’m too weak to know what he drank for me.
He took me back to Changan, and the seal of the South City was broken. But people can only lament the evils of this world.
I watched him live as he used to, as a businessman.
The difference is, I became a piece of stone in his hand all day long.
He drew me and him, and made me embroidered and his picture, and did not know how he dealt with it.
Pictures of me and his scenes can be seen in his study and in his bedroom.
He talked to me like a junkie all day, but I couldn’t answer him.
I was too weak to sleep over.
Somehow I woke up again.
In this case, it’s already human.
I woke up in shape, and I didn’t know how long I slept, but I was surrounded by tall green grass.
Behind me is a grave.
It is an unknown monument.
I forgot a lot about why I’m here, why I’m who.
It’s so cold, there’s no sound, my heart’s empty and I’m so anxious to find a place to make a sound.
Suddenly, someone knocked on me behind me. And I turned my head, and I looked at a man with peaches and eyes, and he was born.
And he had in his hand a bouquet of flowers, and he wore red garments, bending his lips: “How are you here, my name is the wind? I’m sorry.
The more it lasts:
I don’t want to die, or when I die, Jade becomes someone else’s.
I’ve done a lot of things, even to stimulate Jade to kill, but she doesn’t love me and she doesn’t respond to what I do. I don’t have time. I feel like she wants to leave.
I don’t know.
That was the first time I met, and I sat right in the air, and she stood in the midst of a sea of flowers, and the clean eyes looked at me with curiosity.
The likeness of a goddess, and the likeness of the mud, and the beauty of her soul without heart.
“What’s your name? I asked her her name. She looked at me in cold blood.
“The wind doesn’t let me talk to anyone. “The child’s answer made me laugh, and there was a soft spot in my heart.
This moment I want to have her. Listening to her is a lonely girl, but someone has been looking after her. Can she live a better life in an environment like this once the idea of possession grows and goes crazy? I could give her a better life.
So I reached out to her, “Will you come with me?” I’m sorry.
“But I am a demon, do you not fear me?” I’m sorry. When the mortals knew she was a demon, they were either afraid to escape or killed her.
I was scared when she said she was a demon. I asked her if she had killed anyone, and she shook her head and said, “It was the wind.” I’m sorry.
That’s okay.
So I got her home.
I really like her, cute, cute, clean. Everyone loved her, my parents loved her. She’s very dependent on me. She can be happy for a long time with a little something.
I like to hold her. She’s very comfortable in the summer. It’s just cold in the winter, and she won’t warm up even if the dragons in the house burn.
I’m worried about her body, and she says she’s a jade demon. I’m relieved.
The day passed, and my feelings for her grew stronger, but I felt a barrier that we could not see.
One side is trying to break me, the other side is not moving her.
I’m worried about her. She’s a demon. I’m afraid she’ll leave at any time. So I asked her about me marrying her. She had a soft look and was not surprised, but she used to play with the bell that I had given her, and she said, “I am a demon, and I will not be with you for long.” “She does not understand the feelings of human beings, but she also knows that people are obsessed with old age.”
I tried to keep her at that time, and I didn’t think about the consequences. So every day after, I was restless, afraid she would leave me, afraid she’d go back to the man called Wind.
I began to alienate her, trying to make her take me more seriously. Unfortunately, she’s still doing well, and there’s no love in her eyes.
I think I’m going crazy.
So I brought her back when I was entangled by that prostitute’s exorcist and told her I wanted to marry her. Jade was in favour and wanted her to give me a baby.
And when the madman began to twist me, and the woman climbed up to my bed, We made my guards lay out the light in my bed, and sing with her at night. I was afraid to approach Jade and I was lying down at her window night and night looking at her. I heard her talking to the girl, and my heart was like a knife.
In order to please me, the woman told me that if a demon kills, she has a chance to stay, at the price that Jade can’t return. I thought about it, and I made a decision…
It was just that she was too indifferent, so that I could keep her away from me. Everything I did was like a joke, and I started to hate myself.
When I was helpless, I met a flower demon, and We embroidered her in exchange for a demon’s heart.
For he says, “The heart of a demon can make man a devil.”
The process is indeed painful. I asked the embroidery to find her, and she tried to kill her, so I executed her in advance and put her in the mouth of the flower demon.
When I was waiting for her in the South Side, I became more and more angry, and I knew I was losing control of myself.
I showed Jade my bloodiest and cruel side, and I ate people.
I can’t help myself. I’m starving.
I found a tatter of constants, mixed in with the tatters, and as long as Jade eats it, he will listen to me and stay with me forever. But I didn’t think that the flower demon had changed me.
I was afraid, when the jade was taken to form, but it was delayed.
I’ve found many ways. It’s useless. And I held her day by day, weeping, seeking forgiveness from heaven, and awakening Jade.
The wind marks are back.
He said he’d wake her up, but he’d have to live for me.
I didn’t think so.
I’m still overestimating myself. I didn’t mean to kill Jade with me.
Then I die. I’m not going back, I’m going away, and I knew it from the beginning, so I left behind a ghost and saw Jade awake.
As at first sight, nothing can be left in her eyes. Selfishness as I do hate her, but it’s useless and useless. I finally kissed her goodbye when I was scattered between the heavens and the earth. I’m sorry.
Bye, Jade.
The wind goes off:
I recognized her when I was in fence town. She was the one I thought about so long ago.
She is the Jade of the heavens and the earth, and I am a tree beside her, and We were before her, and I looked at her day and day.
That’s when she talks. I talk to her every day.
She didn’t like it too much. I sang her a song next to her and she slept. Every time I go to a human market, I bring her back a nice, fun talk to her.
I promised to take her around in her adult form and show her how beautiful she is. Too bad she doesn’t like to move when she’s a grown-up, and she can stay here, and then come out with me.
But the man, the more constant, took her away while I was gone.
I looked for her for a long time, until I saw her in a constant arms, listening to his story and smiling sweetly.
I was laughing and left, and if she was doing well, I wouldn’t bother her.
But I can’t leave. I come back to see her all the time until I see a woman. That woman was a demon rider. I thought he was going to hurt her.
How? I didn’t want to kill her, and I was afraid she’d be sad, so I wanted to kill the woman, and I was so careless that she got her exorcist seriously injured. But they didn’t have much to do with it.
I went to the fence to get hurt.
It’s probably God’s mercy on me. I’ve had more and more.
He didn’t make a big deal out of it. The whole man is dying like a wandering ghost.
I seduced him into making a deal with me to trade my demon’s heart for that demonic woman.
He was more passionate than a demon, and devoted himself to his woman, so he abandoned him. But it’s none of my business. It doesn’t matter if you can kill that bug and take her back.
Poor thing. I didn’t even know I was set up.
And We avenged and freed Jade. And I can see that Jade did not love him, but feared loneliness.
Jade forgot me, but I can’t forget her.
How can demons and humans last? The demons are free and the humans are complicated, afraid that they will not let go if they want to tie their homes. I still won. Jade is mine. Only me.
by Deok Yu
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
