Chapter 194

The gasoline lamp on the roadside emits a pale light.

The long street seemed to lead to endless darkness. Chen Shouyi walked alone on the road with a war bow behind him and a long sword in his hand.

He always felt as if he had forgotten something, but no matter how he thought, he couldn't remember it.

He walked home quickly, but today the road seemed to be extraordinarily long.

He felt that he had walked for a long time, maybe half an hour, maybe late in the night. He felt very tired and weak, and his head was also dizzy. He wanted to sit down and have a rest.

But he hasn't come home yet and can't rest.

My parents and sister should have been waiting anxiously. They must be very anxious if they haven't seen him for so long.

He was a little stunned, puzzled by his ideas:

"Why are parents and sisters eager to see themselves? Have you been away from home for a long time? But why do you feel it hasn't been long?"

At this time, a familiar voice interrupted Chen Shouyi's thoughts.

"Chen Shouyi, it's really you. I thought I was wrong."

Hearing this, Chen Shouyi looked up in surprise and saw a beautiful shadow standing in front of him, "Zhang Xiaoyue, why are you here?"

"I live here. My family moved to Hedong city half a year ago, and then moved here. I miss you every day these days. Have you ever thought of me?" Zhang Xiaoyue walked up to Chen Shouyi and asked shyly.

"Yes, of course, I miss you every day!" Chen Shouyi immediately took a quick step, grabbed her delicate jade hand, and immediately said.

Although he had not thought of her for some time, he also knew that he could not tell the truth at this time.

Zhang Xiaoyue gently pumped her hand and followed him with a red face.

"Where do you live now?" Chen Shouyi asked with joy in his heart.

"I won't tell you!" Zhang Xiaoyue said angrily, "in fact, it's not far ahead. Go straight along the road and you can see it. Are you going to my house? My parents are not here today."

Chen Shouyi looked into the distance. There was a complete darkness, as if there were countless shadows and ghosts. Somehow, he felt that the darkness made him have a sense of uncertainty. He instinctively didn't want to get close, not to mention that he was in a hurry to go home.

"Not today. I'll go to your house tomorrow!" Chen Shouyi refused.

"OK, but you missed a good opportunity!" Zhang Xiaoyue said with a shy smile, which made Chen Shouyi couldn't help thinking and almost wanted to agree.

"By the way, why do you carry a sword with you?"

"I'm a warrior now. Of course, I can take my sword with me!" In front of the woman he loves, Chen Shouyi couldn't help showing off.

"You're great!" Zhang Xiaoyue said with adoration on her face, "I can see your sword!"

"Sure!"

Chen Shouyi took down the sword and handed it over.

After Zhang Xiaoyue took it, she looked at it curiously and gently pulled it out.

Chen Shouyi wondered why Zhang Xiaoyue was so strong. This sword weighs more than ten kilograms. It's no problem to simply lift it, but holding the handle and pulling it out horizontally, you have to have a lot of wrist and arm strength.

An ordinary adult man will feel laborious and can't hold on for a few seconds, not to mention a petite girl.

But Chen Shouyi didn't think much. Maybe in the past six months, Zhang Xiaoyue has begun to practice martial arts.

Zhang Xiaoyue took it and waved it casually. A trace of gloom flashed on her charming face. Suddenly, she turned her sword and stabbed Chen Shouyi in the chest.

Chen Shouyi thought that Zhang Xiaoyue was joking and was just about to avoid it. However, a strong feeling of weakness came and his body could not move.

The long sword went straight through the chest and stabbed his heart. He felt sharp pain all over, and immediately sat down on the ground. He couldn't believe it. Looking at Zhang Xiaoyue with a trace of madness and distortion on his face, he asked, "why?"

"You liar! You never thought about me. Go to hell!"

"Go to hell!"

"Go to hell!"

……

Countless low, sharp or whispering voices lingered in his ears, and his brain swelled. When he came to his senses, Zhang Xiaoyue's figure had disappeared:

"Damn it, what's the matter? I always feel something wrong, very wrong!"

He looked down at his chest, held the sword in his chest, and pulled it out with all his strength.

A lot of blood immediately rushed out like a torrent. He immediately covered his chest and struggled to stand up.

"Must go home!"

He hesitated and continued to walk, with blood dripping on the ground. He felt that his body was becoming weaker and weaker, and his life seemed to be passing quickly. He felt that he was really going to die.

He looked up into the distance. In the darkness in the distance, there seemed to be countless monsters and monsters waving their teeth and claws. Jie Jie smiled strangely.

"Why hasn't the wound begun to heal itself! And where is this?" A flash of doubt suddenly flashed through his heart.

He always feels that he has forgotten something.

He dragged his heavy footsteps and continued to move forward. His blood flowed all the way. I don't know how long he had walked. The familiar villa had appeared in front of him. His parents and sister were standing at the door of the villa with a smile on their faces.

But somehow, Chen Shouyi felt that this smile was a little false and gloomy.

"Shouyi, how did you get hurt?" As soon as Chen Shouyi's father and mother saw Chen Shouyi's blood soaked chest, they immediately hurried over and held him:

"We'll take you to the hospital right away."

Mei Mei also turned pale with fear and stood beside her at a loss.

Looking at the worried expression of his family, Chen Shouyi seemed to think too much.

However, as soon as his mind turned, he felt as if his back had been slashed by a sharp blade. A burst of hot pain, his dull mind had not yet reacted, and his head was heavily hit by a blunt instrument. He was dizzy for a while, his body shook a few times, and finally could not support it. His eyes were dark and fainted.

When he woke up, he found that he had been put in the living room and was tied up all over.

At this time, he heard a harsh sound of sharpening his knife in his ear, and immediately turned his head and looked hard. He saw his father sitting next to him with an apron tied, with a crazy smile on his face, constantly sharpening his knife.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

"Sharpen the knife, of course!" Chen Dawei focused on grinding a kitchen knife and said without looking back.

"Why are you sharpening your knife and why are you tying me up?" Chen Shouyi earned gently, but found that he was weak and had no strength at all.

"Of course I killed you to eat meat."

"Dad, are you crazy?"

"Of course I'm not crazy, you beast, what's the use of living? It's better to die!"

"It's better to die!"

"Go to hell!"

"Death!"

……

Countless noisy voices were instilled in his ears again, and he was dizzy. If it weren't for his consciousness, he almost thought he was really heinous, so he might as well die.

Chen's mother ran into the living room, holding a bloody hammer in her hand, and said to Chen Dawei, "the water has boiled. Hurry up."

Speaking, she saw Chen Shouyi with a kind smile: "son, why aren't you dead!"

Chen Shouyi immediately looked up and closed his eyes in pain.

All this must be false, maybe a nightmare.

"Mom and Dad, let me kill my brother." At this time, Chen Xingyue's voice sounded up: "my brother is the most annoying. He has been bullying me since I was a child, and he secretly tore up my certificate."

"Well, it's up to you to kill." Chen Dawei's Yin pity voice rang out.

Chen Shouyi kept his eyes closed and paid no attention.

"Brother, for the sake of everyone, you redundant person, you'd better die."

Chen Shouyi only heard a clank, and his sister seemed to have pulled out the sword. The next moment, he felt his neck cool, and he completely lost his body's sense. He lifted his heavy eyelids, opened his eyes, and his eyes had become faint, and his vision began to become blurred and distorted.

His parents and sister surrounded him, with a ferocious smile on his face, and a faint voice came from his ears.

"My poor son is finally dying!"

"We are still young, and we can have another one after death."

"Brother, don't you blame it? But you're really annoying!"

The voice became farther and farther away, and his eyes quickly darkened. He tried to blink his heavy eyelids, and then slowly closed, and his mind gradually fell into silence.

"Is this the feeling of death?" Just before the silence, an idea flashed through his mind.