Once upon a time, he thought he knew love very well.
But the more he understands, the less he realizes. Love is like a gambling game. The more you bet, the worse you lose. Like wind, rain, and sand, you can't catch it.
"I don't understand love."
Zhang Heng pulled out the iron demon-killing sword from the bamboo box: "But I believe that the so-called love is stronger than gold, and it will not be stronger than my sword. This sword is made of high-quality iron and has an inscription on it to kill ghosts."
The demon-killing magic spell, the sword is stainless for a hundred years, what love can last longer than it?"
From the first moment of love, it is decided to be private for life.
Go to Sansheng Stone and look at Sansheng, and sigh Naihe in front of Naihe Bridge.
Along the way, who can see a hundred years without changing his original intention?
bite!!
Zhang Heng stuck the sword on the floor. The sword swayed and buzzed.
"Actually, what love is, you still have to look at yourself."
"Love is what makes people feel sweet, love is what makes people feel bitter, love is what makes people feel dilemma between love and hate, love is what makes people dream about. Of course, no one says that love is necessary. In my opinion, love is
It is also a choice, choose to love or choose not to love, both options are okay.
"Sir, your duck is here."
While he was talking, the waiter brought the duck over.
Zhang Heng helped arrange the dishes and said to Yue Qiluo without raising his head: "Master, love is not a practice of magic. If you pay, you will get something in return. I'm afraid you won't get it if you ask for it."
"I don't believe that with my appearance, I will definitely be able to find the love that belongs to me."
Yue Qiluo's eyes gradually turned cold.
"well!"
Zhang Heng sighed, poured wine for Yue Qiluo, and then picked up his own wine glass: "Master, you have also got the golden knife and scissors. As the saying goes, there is no such thing as a banquet in the world, and my disciple is planning to go to Changbai Mountain to eat
After this meal, we will go our separate ways."
"Going their separate ways?"
Hearing this, Yue Qiluo looked at him playfully: "Don't you think you know too much?"
quiet...
Zhang Heng smiled and said nothing, and Yue Qiluo also looked at him with amusement.
After two breaths, Zhang Heng poked his fingers into his pocket, picked up the jade talisman hidden in it, and threw it towards Yue Qiluo without saying a word.
Whoosh!
Yue Qiluo sat still and threw the tea in his hand forward.
boom!!
The tea exploded instantly and turned into an ice pick, instantly shooting down the paper charm.
"Paper ghost, go!"
Zhang Heng did not hold back and directly dispatched his strongest combat force.
"Paper cutting?"
Yue Qiluo's eyes glowed red: "You are using my magic to deal with me, what a joke!"
Not seeing what she did, the paper ghost flew back with a scream and was caught by Zhang Heng, who had quick eyes and quick hands, and stuffed it into his pocket.
"Disciple, you are not good again."
Yue Qiluo raised the corners of her mouth and waved her palm gently: "It's time to hit."
Bang!!
Zhang Heng walked away immediately.
Before he could do it, he felt his chest was hit hard and he flew backwards.
As he flew, he first hit the table behind him, scattered the table, and then hit the wine jar behind him.
The wine jar was spilled on the floor. Zhang Heng, smelling of alcohol, struggled to stand up.
puff...
Before the man could get up, he vomited out a mouthful of blood.
When I took off my Taoist uniform and took a look, I saw that the left side of my chest was somewhat sunken, and I felt a sharp pain.
"Your ribs on your left chest are broken, and the broken bone stabs your heart."
"Hold on. Before the internal organs bleed heavily, find a doctor to break it back for you. Maybe you can still save it."
Yue Qiluo waved his hands and stood up: "I won't eat. The villain is not good at all and has no appetite."
After saying that, he walked towards the door.
Before going out, Yue Qiluo paused slightly, then looked back at Zhang Heng who was struggling to stand up, tilted his head and asked: "Cheap apprentice, you will survive, right?"
cough...
Zhang Heng inhaled harder, irritating his chest, and he immediately coughed up blood.
Seeing that he was vomiting blood again, Yue Qiluo shook his head regretfully, and while walking out, he whispered: "Just die, life and death are your destiny, who can enjoy immortality like me?
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After saying that, he left without any thought of healing Zhang Heng.
"Master, master, what's wrong with you? We have a small business, so don't scare me!"
Because it was raining, no one was dining in the restaurant.
The waiter went out for a trip, and when he came back, he saw Zhang Heng holding the wall and coughing up blood. There were smashed tables, chairs, and wine jars beside him.
"Help me to my room and ask a doctor to come for me."
Zhang Hengqiang endured the pain, took off his money bag and threw it on the ground.
The waiter picked up the money bag and opened it. There were at least a dozen yuan in it.
"Master, let's slow down."
The waiter supported Zhang Heng and helped him to the guest room in the backyard: "Wait a moment, I will find a doctor for you right now."
After watching the waiter go away until he could no longer hear the footsteps, Zhang Heng directly opened the portal and staggered back to the real world.
Just kidding, the ribs in his chest are broken and are currently compressing his heart.
With such an injury, he could not trust a doctor from the Republic of China. Hiring a doctor was just an excuse for a waiter in a branch shop. If he wanted to treat it, he would have to go back to modern times.
Fortunately, he is a person who plans for a rainy day.
I had long thought that something might happen to me one day, so in reality, I had moved my family to Yangcheng a long time ago. When I bought a house, I specifically bought it next door to the No. 1 Private Hospital in Yangcheng.
"Hello, Dean Wang?"
"I am Zhang Heng. Some time ago, I donated 10 million to your hospital."
"Yes, it's me. I'm seriously injured now. The left rib of my chest is broken and my heart is suspected to be compressed."
"I live in the community next to your hospital. The house number is Building 3, Unit 1, 501. Please send an ambulance immediately and prepare for surgery. As long as I can survive, I will donate another 20 million."
Ahem...
After finishing one sentence, Zhang Heng coughed blood onto the phone.
"Mr. Zhang, I will send someone over immediately. They will arrive within five minutes."
"Mr. Zhang? Mr. Zhang??"
In the dream, I didn’t know that I was a guest.
When Zhang Heng woke up again, he was already in the VIP ward.
Looking at the LCD TV hanging on the wall and the little nurse responsible for accompanying him, Zhang Heng lay on the bed with a smile on his lips.
Old witch, you didn't expect that I survived.
Zhang Heng has reason to be happy, because as long as people are alive, hope will not be cut off.
This account is not over yet.
"Mr. Zhang, wake up!"
Seeing Zhang Heng wake up, the nurse hurriedly stepped forward to check.
"How long have I been unconscious?"
Zhang Heng asked.
"It's been three days. Don't worry, the surgery was successful. It used the most advanced minimally invasive correction technology and won't even leave any scars."
After the nurse finished speaking, she asked with some uncertainty: "Mr. Zhang, how did you get injured? If it was not an accident, do you need our help to call the police?"
"unnecessary."
Zhang Heng rejected it and defended: "I like to play roller skating in the living room. I didn't expect that the speed was too fast and I accidentally bumped into the corner of the table. I was really careless."
The little nurse looked unbelieving.
What kind of roller skating can hit you like this at home? Even if you say it was a car accident, some people will believe it.
"Where are my clothes and belongings?"
Zhang Heng didn't care what a little nurse thought.
The little nurse replied: "I have already cleaned it for you, and it is right next to your pillow."
Zhang Heng turned around and saw his Taoist uniform and Maoshan jade pendant.
"Mr. Zhang, are you a Taoist priest?"
The little nurse asked the question that had been on her mind for a long time.
"That's right."
Zhang Heng brought the jade pendant and put it on his neck.
After putting it on, I finally felt a little more at ease and reached into my pocket again.
I touched it and touched the space.
Zhang Heng's tone suddenly dropped: "Where is my paper man?"
"Outside again."
The little nurse pointed outward.
Zhang Heng looked up and saw that his paper ghost was caught in a clip and hung on the balcony like clothes. It was so miserable.