Protagonist: Wen Yuqing/Shen Suyu
Modern cultivation, interspersed with past (ancient) memories.
As the God of Killing, Wen Yuqing was okay in ancient times, but in this peaceful era, he has nowhere to display his skills. Even the statue of the god has not welcomed pilgrims for a long time. Not to mention believers, there are no people who stop in front of his Taoist temple.
But late this night, he ushered in a strange young man.
Shen Suyu came from the heavy rain late at night.
This man was full of ghostly aura, and at a glance, the ghosts of grievances were hovering above his head, and words of curses and resentment were uttered endlessly.
"Hey, kid, what are you doing here?" Wen Yuqing said lazily, "This is not a good place for me."
The other party ignored him, and instead put three incense sticks in the incense burner, bowed devoutly, and then threw all the cash in his wallet into the empty merit box.
Then, he raised his head, his voice was as cold as ice, but his words were very polite:
"Hello, I'm here to seek death."
"..." Wen Yuqing's eyes widened. He had seen people come in by mistake to seek blessings and wealth, and he had also seen people come here to curse people, but he had never seen anyone begging to commit suicide.
Shen Suyu's expression was expressionless and he looked dead.
Then, as if he noticed that the air was a little quiet, he said hesitantly:
"You, can't you?"
Wen Yuqing: "..."
After a long time, he sneered:
"You, who can't say that?"
Cold as ice, the immortal cursed beauty suffers vs. The talkative, hot-faced murderous god, mad dog attack
Food guide:
1. This article is divided into past recall timeline (P) and present progress timeline (N).
2. Overhead, overhead, overhead! Both the past and the present are imaginary worldviews!
3. The new author may make mistakes. If Xiaobao finds it, he can comment! I will revise the article in time.
4. Don't curse, read the article in peace, retreat if you don't like it, and bow!
Intention: How can I say that I have no clothes? Be in the same robe as your son.