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Chapter two hundred and ninety-fifth: humble as ants

The empress in white disappeared in the Dongbian Mountain, and the sky finally dawned. Today's dawn was two hours later than usual. The farmers in the village thought that today might be a rainy day, and they just wanted to take a day off.

The sun came out at an inappropriate time again.

"God is really good at teasing people." A strong man with a rough look and a thin beard stood at the door of his house. He hadn't finished drinking the gourd of cold water in his hand, so he shouted in frustration.

voice.

"What's the point of teasing? I think you just want to be lazy."

At this time, a woman with an ordinary appearance but an upper-class temperament was wearing linen clothes and slowly walked out of the house holding a hoe in her small arm.

The strong man turned around and saw the hoe in the woman's hand. He sighed helplessly and put down the water float in his hand.

"Why, if you don't want to go, then don't go. It's also great to rest at home for a day." The woman said softly, with a smile on her face.

"You have to go if you don't want to. If I don't go, the weeds in the ground will probably grow up again." The strong man reached out and took the hoe from the woman's hand, looked at the woman and smiled.

The woman smiled the same way, turned around and walked into the house, taking out a simple linen dress. After the man saw the dress, he scratched his head and smiled.

The woman walked up to the man and very considerately helped him put on the linen clothes. While fastening the buttons, she whispered: "It's been hot recently. If that doesn't work, then come back early. The work in the fields will always be hot."

There is no end to the work, it will be the same every morning and every night.”

"I know." The man scratched his head and smiled honestly, put on his clothes, took the big cake prepared by the woman, put the hoe on his shoulder, turned around and ran out of his yard.

The woman stood in front of the door and looked at the man's back, with a somewhat pleased smile on her face. She put her little hands on her apron and wiped them twice. She picked up the water stamps that the man had casually placed on a plate and smiled helplessly, as if she was at home.

The man always looked careless. The woman was about to turn around and suddenly froze on the spot, her body trembling slightly.

I saw a graceful and beautiful Baisha woman standing at the door of her courtyard.

"Crack."

The water gourd in the woman's hand fell to the ground and broke into two pieces.

"You are here."

The woman turned around silently, tears streaming down her face, not because she was excited.

"Well, I'll be here when the person is waiting."

The woman in white replied calmly and walked towards the courtyard.

The woman's eyes seemed to have been fixed from the moment she turned around, fixed on the head in the hand of the woman in white.

The woman in white walked slowly to the woman's side, her steps were like taking a leisurely stroll, and the expression on her face was also one of contentment. Only the bleeding head in the woman's hand was incompatible with the woman, as if she were like this

How could he be holding a head with his own hands when he was covered in dust? It seemed that the woman had the same thought. After taking two steps, she threw the head directly to the ground.

The head rolled to the woman's feet, and the woman screamed almost in despair. The expression on her face was heartbreaking. Just now, her man was still talking to her, but now his head was missing. The woman

I feel as if I am in a dream.

The woman in white looked at the desperate expression on the woman's face, without any reaction, and still walked forward slowly.

"Why, why did you kill him?" The woman collapsed on the ground, looking at the bloody head and wailing heartbreakingly.

"If he is not clean, I will kill him." The woman in white replied calmly.

"If he can't do it clean, that's my husband!"

"Your husband is having sex with other women behind your back." The woman in white explained with disgust.

"But I have forgiven him! I have forgiven him!" The woman's eyes were a little distracted, like a walking zombie, and she shouted through gritted teeth.

"But I can't forgive you, and you are a member of my yin and yang cave, but you are still so despicable. You deserve to die." After saying this, the woman in white walked directly in front of the woman.

"I do deserve to die, I am a bitch, but why do you kill my husband? Why did you kill him? He is innocent!" the woman asked while sobbing on the ground.

The woman in white was silent for a moment and said calmly: "The women in our Yin-Yang Cave are not allowed to marry ordinary people. As the elder of my Yin-Yang Cave, you actually guard against it. You and this man both deserve to die."

"Lord of the Cave!" the woman choked and shouted.

"Don't call me the cave master. I don't have a woman as humble as you in my yin and yang." At this point, the woman in white slowly knelt down and looked at the woman and asked: "I want to ask you, your man has already betrayed you.

, why can you still forgive him? Could it be that one of my dignified elders from Yin Yang Cave has become so humble?"

"Cave Master." The woman suddenly raised her head when she heard this.

"Don't call me Cave Master, you are gone from our Yin-Yang Cave a long time ago." The woman in white waved her hand.

"Then what should I call you?" The woman no longer cried at this time, her heart was as gray as ashes.

"Whatever, you don't have much time, I will go back to Yin Yang Cave in a while."

"I want to ask you, do you know what love is?" The woman looked at the woman in white and asked through gritted teeth.

"Love?" The woman smiled after hearing this, then shook her head and said: "I understood it before I was twenty, but I don't understand it now. Love is nothing more than an excuse for the union of yin and yang. There are so many heartless people in the world.

, Which one has never been loved, which one has not been betrayed, if betrayal can be allowed because of love, then your love is simply humble."

"But even if it means being humble, I am willing to do so." The woman shouted quickly.

"You are nothing more than an ordinary farmer. You are the elder of Yin Yang Cave. You neglected your good life and ended up living such a miserable life. I really don't understand what is in your heart."

The woman in white shook her head helplessly and stood up slowly, seemingly unwilling to continue talking nonsense with this woman.

"He is different from others. Even though he fucks with other women behind my back, he still loves me." The woman was still defending her man at this time.

"You are really as mean as an ant." The woman in white gritted her teeth and cursed, then said: "I don't want to kill you, how about you do it yourself?"

The woman was silent for a moment after hearing this, gritted her teeth and nodded, then took out the dagger she had hidden under the water tank.

"Cave Master!" the woman shouted before taking action.

"I told you, there is no despicable person like you in my Yin-Yang Cave." The woman in white shouted coldly without looking back.

"I...I know." The woman nodded silently, then waved the dagger in her hand and stabbed her chest.

The woman in white turned her back to the woman, her face still expressionless.


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