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Chapter 141: Shi'er Civet

Yao Ke stood on the ropeway, and the distant scenery came into her eyes.

As a patient who has reached the last stage of his life, it would be false to say that he is not sentimental.

In the face of death, every living being has an instinctive fear.

However, sometimes there are things that can dim the deep fear.

The wig on my head seemed a little stuffy, but that was nothing compared to the physical pain.

A few years ago, Yao Ke, who was full of youth and entered college with infinite vitality and vitality, naturally would not have thought that he would suffer from leukemia, which often appears in Korean dramas.

But fate is so unpredictable, it always gives you unbearable disasters and suffering when you are caught off guard.

Then, there are repeated years full of pain, struggle, white walls, and the smell of disinfectant...

Until she couldn't bear it anymore - death was certainly terrifying, but she didn't want to extend this pain to her family.

In the past few years, she has let down too many...

The free screams of birds came in the wind, and they flew towards the distant mountains in Yao Ke's envious eyes.

The air is naturally cold, and the small scenery below makes people have the urge to jump down.

All it takes is a brief, intense pain, and everything can be liberated.

Her soul will leave this painful and heavy world.

But Yao Ke just moved her feet back - she was not afraid of death, but she needed to protect her eyes.

When her life comes to an end, another strange life will return from the eternal darkness to the world of light...

Only through painful struggle can we face death and sacrifice calmly.

As a poet described:

"The world kisses me with pain, and I want to repay it with song."

At this moment, Yao Ke heard the footsteps of someone approaching.

She moved further inside so as not to block other people's paths.

Then, she heard a language she had never heard before. It was like the wind blowing from the field with the scent of malt, making people feel like they were squinting in comfort:

"zYs(Natural Elf Language)!"

In a hazy hallucination, Yao Ke seemed to have had a big dream.

She dreamed that she was flying freely, and the physical pain could no longer restrain her! Am I going to die?

This unprecedented experience made Yao Ke's heart suddenly throb.

Then, the expression on her face returned to calm.

She was not fully prepared for death.

She felt that she was not a strong person, and there was nothing wrong with being cowardly in the face of cold death.

I just hope it’s not too ugly...

Yao Ke closed her eyes, and she quietly waited for the call of death.

But like an hallucination, she did not feel the sudden rush of fatigue.

Instead, the pain in her body seemed to disappear, and the long-lost hunger surged in her stomach.

Yao Ke slowly opened her eyes, and for a moment, she felt that the world in front of her was full of colorful colors, just like seeing a rainbow in the sky when she was a child.

Suddenly, Yao Ke turned his head.

But in front of her was a long, empty ropeway, with only an orange cat walking leisurely on it.

Then I turned a corner and couldn't see it anymore...

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“Why do you have to cut up so much fish?”

Yu Xing, the little Taoist priest who was caught yelling at the kitchen to cut fish like a young man, asked with some confusion.

Yu Xing caught a big fish that had already been cooked, and he cut it awkwardly.

On the other side, the Taoist chef was swinging a big pot.

The flames in front of him kept stirring, but he seemed to have disappeared.

"I don't know, I heard it was Master's order."

The chef also looked a little confused.

However, this has nothing to do with him.

He only needs to make his own dishes, and the rest of the messy things will be handled by Taoist Yun himself.

There isn’t enough time for cultivation, so how can I have time to gossip?

Of course, the young Taoists are naturally still a little curious.

After all, the days on the mountain still lack some variety for them.

I can only survive by browsing B site every day and reading novels...

Of course, this is after school work.

In addition to entry-level disciples like Yu Xing, the Taoists on this mountain are also people from society who want to come here to learn martial arts and practice.

They are one of the main sources of income for Taoist temples. As for whether they have learned anything, it is actually quite doubtful.

Generally speaking, their residences are separate from those of the initiates.

So it stands to reason that there is not much contact time.

However, there are always some exceptions.

"Hey, Yu Xing, I heard that you worked on the papers all night last night?"

Just as Yu Xing was slicing the fish with doubts, he heard a familiar voice.

Sure enough, when he looked up, he saw it was his friend from the mountain: Chen Xia.

Naturally, he is not an entry-level disciple, but because he spends generously and is a good person, everyone has a good impression of him.

Yu Xing:……

"Hey, I've learned from Master Yun before, and that stuff is even more hypnotic than when I was in English class."

"I just watched it for half an hour, and I felt dizzy!"

"Brother, you are really awesome!"

Chen Xia shook his head, his tone was quite emotional.

Who doesn’t have a hero dream?

Why would he, Chen Xia, not want to develop an amazing skill?

Then - go flirt with girls...

Chen Xia naturally knew that this was nonsense, and his starting point was much lower than others.

But it’s not bad either…

Chen Xia was calm about this.

"You want to learn the ultimate move without clicking on the prerequisite skills?"

Yu Xing glanced at Chen Xia and said.

There are many ways to get acquainted with men, and games are undoubtedly becoming a new and effective force.

But after going up the mountain, Yu Xing had much less time to play games.

Of course, he doesn't have the energy or inclination to play games anymore.

Rather than training a virtual character, it would be more fulfilling to practice a OL martial arts max account.

It's just that now, he has embarked on another path...

"That's right. If you give up, you will gain. I'd better learn a few fancy tricks honestly."

Chen Xia shrugged and said.

His attitude is the same as that of many people in the mountains. They understand that it takes time and energy to learn such a martial art.

Perhaps some of them are envious of the gifts that come with acquiring this martial arts.

But there is no doubt that it is obviously not possible to make it the absolute focus of their lives.

Of course, the Taoist temple will not accept them as entry-level disciples.

While everyone in the Taoist temple was busy preparing a lot of fish food.

In the sea of ​​clouds on the other side, the old Taoist raised a tea cup from the stone table in front of him.

He raised his hand in a certain direction in the void of the sea of ​​clouds and took a careful sip.

Although it is as light as tea, it is as smoky as thin wine.

What a Shi'er civet, it's time to drink this drink...


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