Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 208 Consequences
He was too tired, the intrigue of the previous dynasty had already exhausted him, and wandering among thousands of schools had exhausted the last bit of his patience.

His life was forcibly renewed by using a secret method, and he would naturally have to bear the corresponding consequences and pay the same price for doing such a thing against the laws of nature.

Therefore, after playing forty years, he found himself less and less like a living "person".

At night, when the frosty moon was rising, he could feel the body temperature drop little by little, and his whole body was as cold as if he had just been taken out of an ice cellar.

Even in the middle of the night in summer, he still has to cover himself with the thick quilt of the winter season, even if it is like this, he will not notice the slightest hint of warmth.

At the same time, the frequency of seeing things that he shouldn't see is getting higher and higher.

At first, there were only some vague and indistinct black shadows that flashed in front of his eyes occasionally, and gradually he became a complete human figure, and later, he could see all the lonely ghosts wandering here, and he himself seemed to be them. one of the.

He knew that he was no longer a serious living person—he was not dead, but he was not necessarily alive either.

Half-lived, half-dead, neither alive nor dead, wandering between life and death, he is more like a ghost than those wandering spirits.

A ghost who can't find a home.

They talked about the obsession hidden deep in their hearts and souls in his ears, about the misty rain in the capital hundreds of years ago, about how the moss-covered path in the mountains turned into a muddy loess, about the emperor's demeanor back then, about how How tragic it was when the epidemic swept through the imperial city.

He listened to them babbling about countless old things, and occasionally there would be a wandering soul who came to play a scene of the past for him.

During this time, he saw the snow in Guanshan, the moon in the south of the Yangtze River, and saw the yellowed and rotten pages that had been silent in the history books jump before his eyes...

At first, he was still able to have fun in bitterness, discussing poems and scriptures with them, his vision was unprecedentedly widened, his mood was never imagined to relax, his knowledge and perception of life were advancing by leaps and bounds, and he became He has become a great Confucian who is unique in the world.

But slowly, he couldn't stand it anymore.

He is a human being, even though he is more like a ghost with no home than those wandering spirits, but he is still a human being.

No one can maintain their rationality after listening to them tell the old things of several months, years or even ten years, especially if they are just obsessions that have not been released.

What they said, every word and every sentence, were all the obsessions that could not be let go.

Crisp and direct.

Of course, the scariest thing is that after he gets along with them for a long time, he becomes more and more afraid of normal "people".

He has been half-lived and half-dead for a long time, and gradually he can see some "qi" that surrounds ordinary people.

A person who is about to die has a dark air of death; a villain is dark and gray all over; a newborn child is the most simple, without color, clean and clear, but it is very easy to be stained with mottled by others.

Everything will change, the living people will change, only those obsessed wandering souls will remain unchanged.

As simple as the ghosts in this world are, so are the people in this world.

He was suddenly full of boredom, and that tiredness swallowed him completely in the blink of an eye. His chest was heavy and almost suffocated. He pinched his neck, and he couldn't take a few breaths of fresh air even though he tried his best.

Coupled with all the abnormalities in himself...he started to avoid the crowd intentionally, and lived in a separate room with his wife. When he was 49 years old, he never shared the same bed with his wife.

He chooses to escape.

For this reason, his wife once complained to him. She once thought that she was not gentle and obedient enough, so she washed her face with tears day and night.

One day, after he realized this, he had to have a long talk with her, and told her everything. The surprised and terrified expression on her face that day is still unforgettable to him.

Fortunately, she is a very sensible woman. After a short period of uncertainty, she quickly accepted this fact and turned her energy to the children.

He felt extremely guilty. He really didn't know what to do except to give her what she needed. At that time, he didn't know that she had accumulated a lot of resentment in her heart. If he knew, he would definitely not send Xiao The government let it go so thoroughly.

Not long after he became the emperor's teacher, his parents both drove west, and the moment he knew that the two elders had passed away, he felt a burst of relief for no reason——

He has become a Taifu, and he is a Taifu who has gone through two dynasties, and an old minister who has passed the age of knowing his destiny. Finally, the intrigues of the previous dynasty have nothing to do with him. He feels that he can finally calm down and go home to watch. Look at his children.

But when he returned to the Xiao Mansion, he saw the eyes of the children looking at him with respect, fear, curiosity, inquiry, and dissatisfaction... There are thousands of emotions in the world, but only the "children" cannot be found. Only then did he suddenly realize that he had been missing in their lives.

For them, "father" is more like a cold symbol that only exists on the scroll.

A symbol that made their mother resentful.

He was stunned for a long time, until the moment his eyes touched the mottled and chaotic colors on their bodies, he tasted the "resentment" buried in his wife's heart.

When she was young, she used to be the most outstanding lady in the capital, but now she has followed the crooked path of pampering children. The right and wrong in her eyes have changed, and the deep house has successfully driven a gentle woman crazy.

As a result, the guilt in his heart became heavier, and he tried his best to make up for them, and tried to bring the few people who had gone astray back to the "right track", but he failed, time and time again, completely.

His wife never really forgave him until the day she died, and the children who were almost stereotyped refused to make what he thought should be changed.

They just learned to act in front of him, acting the way he expected.

As everyone knows, whether it is true or not, it is as clear in his eyes as a handful of ink soaked in white paper, and he can see it clearly even ten feet away.

Maybe this is the punishment brought to him by the method of life extension.

The old man who stopped on Xiaofu Road lowered his eyes. When he got that serious illness 12 years ago, he thought that his lifespan was finally over, that he could finally be freed, but unexpectedly when he woke up, he returned to normal.

Just like decades ago.

He understood that his children secretly continued his life for the ridiculous and false wealth.

But the merit accumulated by the ancestors has long been consumed, so what can be the price now?

Xiao Jue suddenly smiled, and that smile was full of inexplicable madness.

Most of them completely cut off the incense in the Xiao Mansion.

Shaw's foundation...

In the end it was destroyed.

The old matriarch closed his eyes slowly, a line of turbid old tears slipped from the corner of his eyes quietly, he let go of the slender and soft petal, put his hands behind his back, and walked a little staggeringly as he walked away.

He has walked this road of Xiao Manor countless times, but now he does not know how many times he can walk.

He knows that to this day, his lifespan is coming to an end again——

But this time, it was real relief.

　I really don't want to judge him

　　he is sorry
　　But we can't say he's right or wrong
　　
　
(End of this chapter)