MTL - The System Wants Me To Attack the Female Protagonist of Abuse-Chapter 67 sixty-seven tripods

◎Innocent (two more in one)◎

The subtle sound of water is especially clear on the silent cliff edge. Like rafting, he is the boatman, and the long pole is swimming in the clear and full valley.

The stream gurgled, splashing out along the long pole.

Where the boat passed, layers of water waves rippled, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

Pei Ming looked at the rouge on the snow brocade cloth spread on the green ground, picked up the handkerchief he just wiped off the ointment, and wiped it clean little by little.

After wiping it clean, he put on the ring and put away the small porcelain jade box: "I have healed your wound, and there is no need to use medicine for the sword wound in the future."

Song Dingding's expression was sluggish, as if his soul had been evacuated, his brows furrowed, his eyes slightly empty.

Her brain was slightly numb, and she didn't seem to have reacted. What he did just now had nothing to do with the contract of the Immortal Mansion.

She only knew that at that moment, her body suddenly stiffened and she could no longer move.

The body is not under his control, but he can clearly feel the outside world, like a marionette, being controlled by the puppet master who manipulates the puppet.

This is more terrifying than a ghost press.

Song Dingding came back to her senses, but her body still couldn't move. She felt her body sink, as if she was being held in her arms.

The constantly flying fireflies in front of us are flickering with a faint green fluorescent light.

She vaguely heard him say "forget it", and her eyelids gradually became heavy.

Why forget?

Is this the so-called contract content?

If this is the case, he can tell her directly, why wait until now, and then erase her memory?

Song Dingding bit her tongue unwillingly, the **** breath spread between her teeth, but the pain did not make her awake.

Damn Wuzang Daojun, as long as she wakes up, she still remembers this...

She couldn't help cursing him over and over again, but she couldn't open her mouth or make a sound. Only she could hear those cursing words.

Like someone who can't swim but drowns in the bottom of the sea, Song Dingding couldn't struggle after all, and slowly closed his eyes.

That night, she slept very deeply.

And Pei Ming was lying beside her, holding her hand gently like that night on the island.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Dingding was woken up by the noise, and the hazy cries got closer and closer until they were clearly heard.

She woke up suddenly, her body was soaked in sweat, her body was slightly hunched, and her face was a little confused.

"A Ding, A Ding..."

The knock on the door made her dazed for a while, something seemed to be missing in her mind, but she couldn't say it.

She only vaguely felt that after the bath last night, Daojun Wu Zang seemed to have come to her room.

But what he said, what he did, and why he came to her, she couldn't remember at all.

It's like... a dream.

The sound of the door slamming became more and more deafening, Song Dingding came back to his senses, and wanted to get up and stay on the bed, but his legs suddenly softened, and he felt an inexplicable sense of fatigue.

With her arms propped on the couch, she reluctantly walked over to open the door, but before the latch was put down, Gu Chaoyu rushed in.

She had wet tears on her face, her lips were chapped and astringent, and her whole face was as white as paper, the more haggard she wanted.

"Miss Gu, you are..."

Before Song Dingding could finish speaking, he heard Gu Chaoyu say in a hoarse voice, "Lü Cha, Lu Cha is dead..."

Her nasal voice was very heavy, and there were two snots hanging from the middle of the people. Her voice was a little vague, which made Song Dingding react for a while before she understood what she meant.

Lu Cha was fine yesterday, why did he suddenly die?

Along the way, although he didn't show up much, he spent most of the time in the house reading, but he had a regular schedule and good health, and the possibility of sudden death was almost zero.

Song Dingding asked, "Where are the people from Lucha?"

Gu Chaoyu was choked up and speechless, he could only raise his arm and point to the direction outside the yard.

In the past few days, her reaction during pregnancy has gradually worsened, such as lethargy, frequent urination, vomiting, and repeated emotions. Most of the time, Lu Cha is by her side to take care of her.

Originally, to her, Lu Cha was just a stranger who met by chance, not necessary, and not mixed with any emotion.

But after these days of getting along, he has gradually penetrated into her life and has become an indispensable support for her.

She was lethargic, and he accompanied her, reading quietly. Occasionally when she was awakened from a nightmare, she could see his face as soon as she opened her eyes, and hear his soft whispers of comfort.

She vomited, and he didn't despise her. In order to replenish her body, he went to the forest outside the temple yesterday, caught a fish in a stream, and made fish soup for her to drink.

Even if she loses her temper for no reason, Lu Cha will not be angry. She shouts 'Sister Gu' one by one, coaxing her to be happy, and taking care of her meticulously.

Gu Chaoyu was born in a poor family since childhood, like a livestock, endured hardships and was enslaved by his parents.

In the end, when her elder brother was about to get married, a younger brother was added to the family, and she was sold by her mother to the old **** in the imperial city as a pair of meals.

She suffered a lot and finally escaped from the palm of the old eunuch. She thought that meeting Lu Qingchen would make her life complete.

But he didn't want to, he just escaped from the tiger's mouth into the wolf's den.

For eight years, she worked hard to become a better person, desperately chasing Lu Qingchen's footsteps, but she never got a single affirmation from him.

He often ridiculed her, ignored her efforts, attacked her self-confidence, said she was ashamed, said she was ignorant, and said she was unreasonable.

She thought that they were just too familiar and had been together for too long. Even if they were in a good relationship, there would inevitably be quarrels and disputes.

After entering the secret realm of Tianmen this time, Gu Chaoyu watched him smile at Simmons, took Simmons' purse and hung it on his waist, and even knew she was pregnant and shared a room with Simmons alone.

She finally couldn't bear his conceit and infidelity any longer, but even so, she just wanted to get along with him.

Gu Chaoyu hated that she knew Lu Qingchen too well, so when she saw Lu Cha's body, she immediately understood that Lu Cha died in Lu Qingchen's hands.

That's why she couldn't accept it.

There were a lot of people watching the fun in the yard. Lu Cha was originally from the secret realm, and he didn't see each other very much on weekdays. Except for Gu Chaoyu, no one cared about Lu Cha's life or death.

Song Dingding stepped forward, squatted down and turned over to look at Lu Cha's body. His muscles contracted slightly, causing a slight corpse. The time of death should be within one to two hours.

Strangely, there were no wounds on the body and no streak marks on the neck, and it didn't look like it was stabbed to death.

She raised her head and set her eyes straight on Lu Qingchen, who was watching a good show in the crowd. He regained some complexion, with his arms wrapped around his chest and a sneering smile on the corners of his lips.

Seeing her look over, Lu Qingchen raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Why, Lu Cha is dead, are you going to rely on me?"

This rude tone and inimitable smile made Gu Zhaoyu rush up emotionally, she grabbed his shirt tightly: "You dare to say that you didn't do this?"

She gritted her teeth, eager to tear off his flesh and blood, and there was a hint of despair in her lifeless eyes.

After all, they have been in love for eight years, even if she can be calm and rational in front of others and propose to break up with him, when she is alone, she will inevitably cry and cry, and the grief is unbearable.

The child in her womb, she plans to stay.

When she was with the old eunuch, she suffered a lot of torture, and even after taking a lot of medicinal herbs to recover, she was still infertile.

If this child is gone, it will be almost impossible for her to conceive again in the future.

Unexpectedly, Lu Qingchen would do such a thing.

She thought he was just arrogant and conceited, but she didn't want him to be stupid and poisonous, so she couldn't help but question whether the decision she made after careful consideration was correct.

Is she really going to give birth to an offspring that will be bred together with such a person?

The more Gu Chaoyu thought about it, the more she felt suffocated, as if she had fallen into a deeper quagmire, forcing her to be unable to breathe.

"Foreigners, you can't kill people in the secret realm."

Lu Qingchen seemed a little sullen, he didn't understand why she was crying, let alone why she was so excited.

To them, Lu Cha was just a strange man who had known each other for less than a month. He died when he died, and the big deal was a thick funeral.

But for Lu Cha's sake, she grabbed the front of his shirt in public and looked at him with such sad and angry eyes.

Lu Qingchen gritted his teeth and repeated word by word, "A foreigner can't kill people in the secret realm. If I killed Lu Cha, he would have been resurrected long ago."

He grabbed her hand and tried to suppress the anger that was about to erupt: "Gu Chaoyu, do you understand? I didn't kill..."

With the crisp sound of 'pop', Song Dingding slapped his hand and interrupted his angry self-report.

She pulled Gu Chaoyu behind her, and looked at Lu Qingchen with a cold gaze: "You can't kill outsiders, but you can use the wishing pool in this secret realm."

"Let me guess, you didn't make a wish yesterday, and the baby spirit that disappeared from your body is the wish you asked Simmons to help make."

"So after you unbuttoned your clothes and found that your belly was sagging, because of the various traces left by the baby spirit, you immediately questioned Simmons - what wish did you make? Is it a ghost you did on purpose?"

"You are jealous of Lu Cha's closeness to Miss Gu, so you keep your wish, and you plan to wait until the dead of night to sneak into the wishing pool and make a wish for Lu Cha to die."

Song Dingding said only a few words, but he had already made clear Lu Qingchen's entire motive and process of killing.

That day, Lu Qingchen untied his clothes and said to Simmons in such a loud voice that many people heard it.

Thinking about it at this moment, it is doubtful.

Song Dingding's words seemed to slap Lu Qingchen's face with a big mouth, causing his face to turn blue and white.

"Just with your mouth, what you want to say is what you want to say!" He grabbed her by the front of her shirt, lifted her up, and growled angrily, "What evidence do you have?"

After the infant spirit disappeared, the spiritual veins remained. At this moment, Lu Qingchen was full of spiritual energy, and he was even more confident when he spoke in anger.

But Song Dingding wasn't a vegetarian either. She used all her strength to lift her leg and put a kick on his crotch.

Lu Qingchen didn't think she would do this, and when he reacted and wanted to dodge subconsciously, the foot had already landed.

The piercing pain came from under him, and he curled up uncontrollably, loosening her clothes with a ferocious face, covering his crotch with both hands, and fell to the ground in pain, rolling back and forth.

After Song Dingding landed smoothly, he raised his hand and patted the wrinkled front of his clothes, and said with a sneer, "You know whether you did it or not."

After that, she turned around, looked at Gu Chaoyu and said, "You didn't go to the Wishing Pond yesterday, did you?"

Gu Chaoyu was in a trance and nodded.

She didn't want to see Lu Qingchen and Simmons, so she got off the carriage yesterday and went directly to the guest room where the female family members of the temple lived.

Seeing her nodding, Song Dingding handed her the handkerchief: "If Lu Cha died because of the Wishing Pond, then you can go to the Wishing Pond and make a wish to make him alive."

Gu Chaoyu knew that people had been dead for several hours, and there was no way to do this. The dead horse could only be used as a living horse doctor.

She lowered her eyes and glanced at Lu Qingchen who was curled up. Without stopping, she quickly walked out of the temple and walked in the direction of the Wishing Pond.

Lu Qingchen's painful forehead broke out in cold sweat. He wanted to stop Gu Chaoyu, but he couldn't get up. As if venting his anger, he cast his hateful eyes on Song Dingding.

He gritted his teeth and said, "The dog is meddling with the mouse, how many lives do you have to fight with my Lu family?"

Song Dingding stood condescendingly in front of him, looked down at his twisted face, and smiled slightly: "When you have the life to leave the secret realm, it won't be too late to take the Lu family over me."

Who is threatening, she will leave this ghost place and go home before he can get out of the secret realm.

Without waiting for Lu Qingchen to say harsh words again, she went back to the room, and after washing and dressing up and tidying up her clothes, the voice of Daojun Yuwei knocking on the door came from outside the door: "I just asked the monks in the temple. , the abbot is sitting in meditation, let us first help feed the pigs and herd the sheep."

Song Dingding: "..."

It is forbidden to kill meat and fish in the temple, and to raise pigs and sheep here, I really don't understand the idea of ​​the abbot.

But if they want to get the swallowing dragon ball, they have to obey the abbot's words, not to mention feeding pigs and sheep, even if they are asked to dig the dung pit, no one dares to disobey the abbot.

Song Dingding pushed open the door: "For the job of feeding pigs, you can find someone else."

She can wear only Pei Ming's clothes. The last time she dug the Chaos Lock in the pig sty in the Great Elder's mansion, she was drowned in pig dung, and she didn't want to relive the nightmare.

Yuwei Daojun came to inform her originally, and didn't want to give her the job of feeding the pigs. At least he knew that she was a woman, and he was friendly with Pei Ming, so he always had to take care of her.

He nodded slightly, in response to her words, and was about to turn around to leave, but stopped: "What happened yesterday is because this seat made a mistake."

It was like an apology, but Song Dingding didn't feel moved. Everyone was an adult, and he was responsible for his own mistakes.

Xu Shi saw that she was silent, and he said again: "If there is such a thing in the future, this seat will definitely consider you carefully..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Dingding couldn't help but interrupt: "Have you believed my words from the first secret realm to the present?"

"One mistake is called a mistake, and a dozen consecutive mistakes are called stupidity. And I think you should apologize to Miss Pei for your words and deeds yesterday."

After all, it was a 'banging' sound.

Song Dingding closed the door with force, leaned his back against the door, listened to the strange silence outside the door, and slowly slid down.

For some reason, she felt that she was a little irritable today, Mingming Yuwei Daojun didn't say anything, but she just felt irritable.

And that irritability does not seem to be because of Yuwei Daojun.

She buried her head on her knees, sorting out her impetuous emotions, and waited until Daojun Yuwei left the door before she slowly exhaled and reopened the door.

Lu Cha's body had already been carried back to the room, and Lu Qingchen had also disappeared, presumably being helped away by Simmons.

Song Dingding went to ask the monks in the temple. The monks said that the wishing pool can make a new wish every three days, but the premise is that they have to finish all the work that the abbot told them to do.

Fortunately, the abbot was sitting in meditation in the temple this time, and in a short period of time, he should not come out to make trouble again.

She came out a moment late, and all the sheep in the pen were caught up to the mountain by the male disciples. The monk said that there were eighty or ninety sheep in total, and if one came back without one, the abbot would get angry.

Hearing that Pei Ming went up the mountain a moment ago, Song Dingding sighed and left the temple as if resigned.

To go up the mountain, she has to climb up from the foot of the temple. Before she left the temple, she saw a golden palace not far away from the temple.

This looks like a palace made of pure gold, and even the tiles on the eaves are made of pieces of gold. Under the sun, it reflects a dazzling golden light.

Under the shadow of the trees outside the palace, Song Zhizhi sat on a reclining chair made of gold, with a palm fan made of gold in his hand, and his legs crossed, looking very relaxed.

Song Dingding twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he understood what Song Zhizhi made a wish in the wishing pool yesterday.

She glanced at it and was about to climb up to herd the sheep, when she heard Song Zhizhi's cry from behind: "Hey, A Ding, don't go!"

She stopped and turned around to look at Song Zhizhi: "What's wrong?"

"I tell you, this temple is a real spirit!"

Compared to the kidney deficiency that was squeezed out a few days ago, Song Zhizhi today looks radiant and her cheeks are rosy.

She was worried that she couldn't find anyone to talk to, and when she saw Song Dingding, she couldn't let it go easily: "Before I came here, I was haunted by nightmares every night, and it was really bad luck."

"Last night I rested in the Golden Temple, lying on a bed made of gold. I had a nightmare again in the first half of the night. After I woke up, I bowed to the temple, and I didn't have any more nightmares in the second half of the night! What a god!"

Song Dingding felt that Song Zhizhi's focus was to show off her golden bed and palace, not that she didn't have nightmares in the second half of the night.

But Song Dingding still responded with a good face: "That's really great, you can continue to make up your sleep."

Seeing her turn around and climb the mountain, Song Zhizhi couldn't help muttering, "I haven't finished yet, that dream in the middle of the night was so strange..."

Before waking up from the nightmare, she vaguely heard the elder in the dream say to her: We can meet soon.

She didn't know what this sentence meant. She wanted to find Song Dingding and accompany her to the temple to interpret her dreams.

Song Zhizhi looked at the back that was walking farther and farther, and was not ready to ask at all. She leaned back on the reclining chair, squinting and dozing off.

…

The scenery on the mountain is pleasant, especially on a cliff, the air is fresh, and the mountains are full of flowers.

Bai Qi stood in the shadow of the tree, looked at the white goat in the distance, raised her hand and fanned: "Have you prepared everything I asked you to prepare?"

Pei Ming took out a satin snow brocade cloth from the storage ring. The snow-white silk brocade cloth was stained with bloodstains of different sizes.

The snow brocade cloth was spread out in the pale and cold palm, and his well-knotted fingers slid lightly across the cloth, as if depicting the shape of blood.

The fingertips paused on the snow brocade cloth for a moment, then he raised his hand and put the snow brocade cloth back into the storage ring.

Pei Ming threw her a handkerchief with blood on it.

Bai Qi subconsciously caught the handkerchief. After seeing the blood stains on the plain white handkerchief, she couldn't help swallowing: "This, what kind of blood is this?"