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Chapter 314 Extra: My name is Azan Kun (5/?)
My name is Azan
No, my name is She Qu now.

I am this year. She said that people who practice Taoism do not care about their age, so I ignored this.

My savings seem to be eight figures, maybe a little more.

Except for a few rare occasions, most of the time I don't rest anywhere other than my own home or the Dharma hall. I get up on time and go to bed on time every day, and the error does not exceed half an hour.

My home is in the capital of Siam, in a small estate far away from people.
My father is still alive, and my mother is still alive.

I moved out of that warm home six years ago, built a Dharma hall, and started accepting offerings from believers.

For six years, I worked hard to find answers to my inner confusion.

One day six years after I moved out of my home, I accepted the invitation and followed my grandfather to a place called Longgang in the flower gardener's house to explore an ancient tomb that was full of gloomy atmosphere. Then...
Somehow I was being touched by a girl.

Her voice floated from my earlobes to my mind, throat, esophagus, and organs.
Wherever it goes, it brings an itch that makes me shiver.

She was curious about the thorn charms on my hand that my father left to protect me, and she kept asking me some questions about the thorn charms.

But for some reason, she didn't even look at the talisman.

She was talking to me, but it took me a long time to realize what she was talking about.

Because of the breath coming out of her nose, mouth and tongue, I couldn't open my eyes.

I thought again of the first time I saw her on the phone that day, and my first impression of her——

Mouth, her mouth, so powerful.

She had so many things to say, but I didn't know how to answer them.

For example, 'Are you worried about wearing so much?' '

I.
I don't have anything on my mind, but should I wear less?

The weather doesn't seem to be very hot.

I do not know.

But she seemed to care about me.

She is so gentle.

I couldn't help but answer.

I told her:

"I will definitely wear less clothes next time."

She was laughing, laughing so hard that the tent behind her was shaking.

I think I should have said the wrong thing.

But she didn't mind, which was fine.

She held my hand and touched the lines on my hand bit by bit.

She said a lot to me, and I probably understood two things -

One, I have a good destiny and will get everything I want.

Two, I might not have children of my own.

Regarding the first point, I believe her, but I don’t believe myself.

Regarding the second point.
Pity.

If I can't have a child with her.
No.

No.

I mean, without a child, there might not be room for the overflowing love.

Yes, it's what my father said to me, "showing excess".

Yes, that is what my mother told me, 'love'.

I felt a little regretful and subconsciously asked about the topic of children. She told me that that was not necessarily the case.

Hmm. I seem to understand a little bit.

Difficult, but perhaps surmountable.

It doesn't matter, I will think of a way.

But I may not have time to think about it now, because she asked me again if she could see the talisman on my body.
I.
Is it right to take off your clothes?
Can I take off my clothes?

She seems to really care about the talisman, will she also do it?
Forget it, let's take it off.

if it were her
hateful.

Being disturbed.

I hate that guy, I really hate him.

But fortunately, there may be a chance in the future, because she invited me to her home to watch sharks.

Wait, why is there a shark in the house?
Nanzi's evil power should not be underestimated.

Compared with some of the 'gods' in South Asia who are known for their evil deeds, they are nothing to mention.

She seemed to be awake all the time, but always intoxicated.

What a strange state of affairs.

She seems to look at me more often. Is she influenced by Nanzi?
But the eyes are still the same as before.

It's strange, the skin on my body that she saw started to get hot.

Gotta find a way.

I remember I brought some incense, please light it.

I ordered the wrong incense.

But fortunately, she also likes it, and I will make more in the future. It's over.

She invited me to her house again to see the sharks.

Wait, so why on earth is there a shark in the house?
My heart seemed to tell me that there might be something strange in her home.

However, Grandpa helped me make the choice.

Then go for it.

Anyway, I've already packed my luggage.

shark.

It's really strange.

That's a blue, horizontal-checked printed shark
And on the quilt.

I don't see anything special about it.

And what she originally told me was that it was black.

Why watch it?

Is there anything special?

And you still watch with the lights turned off?

It's a shark.

It's a shark.

I 'dream' about a shark big enough to strangle me.

There were no lights on in the room.

In the dark, the shark was so ferocious that I couldn't leave the sea.

When the feeling of weightlessness came, because my mouth was blocked and my nose was not enough to breathe, I couldn't even take a big breath, and my chest almost exploded.

The sharp teeth bit open the buttons of my shirt, making a vague sound of wanting to eat.

I couldn't get up because the shark had bitten me.

It was bleeding, but its biting didn't stop for a moment.

It hugged me, trying to drag me into deeper and turbulent waters.

I can’t help but recall the first impression of that day——

Mouth, mouth, really amazing.

it's wired.

Everything is so strange.

Even I have become so weird.

I can't even tell whether the world is rising or falling.

However, one thing is so clear, and that is -

I will definitely 'die' here.

nautical miles.

She ignored me.

She is a bad woman.

Except for some specific times, she was still live broadcasting, but most of the time, she put me upstairs and ignored me.

I could only view the scene downstairs through my phone.

She is still so eloquent and always has something different to say.

I still gave her money, a lot of money.

But I seem to feel that something is wrong.

That day, after I heard her calling me brother again in the live broadcast room, I finally understood what was wrong.

She was with me while calling an unknown person on the phone, brother.

This is not right, this is not good.

Her eyes should be full of me, and she shouldn't be able to see me only after the lights are turned off.

But she would come to me only when the lights were turned off.

But she is a bad woman who doesn't cherish what she gets.

But every time I heard her talking to me, I couldn't get angry.

I feel a little uncomfortable and a little depressed.

I don't know what's wrong, but it just doesn't seem right.

I know she's a bad woman.

But since it happened, we should be together.

And until now, she has not personally told me that we will have a future.

This is wrong, this is not good.

Maybe, I should try harder.

Try harder.

More deeply.

It's not that I'm slow, it's that I've been judged and I don't know how to change it. I think about it, if it doesn't work, I can transfer the platform and send the package. This will not affect the viewing experience of the treasures, and the treasures of the follow-up episodes will not need to spend money.