Kuaishou male god can always be fascinated by me

Chapter 821

An inconspicuous small village in the green hills.

The villager held the child's little hand with a smile on his face, "Today we will go to see Banxian."

"What is a half-immortal?"

"Half Immortal can calculate the fate of people, even when I will marry a wife."

"Let him see you, when will you have a big future!"

The villagers were full of excitement and came to a thatched cottage.

An outstanding man with a clear face and closed eyes is drinking a sip of tea, "Tiger?"

"I am the half-immortal, I brought my son here for you to see."

The villagers said excitedly.

The handsome man calmly said, "Give me your hand."

"Show the half-immortal quickly." The villagers hurriedly said.

The boy looked hesitant, and stared blankly at the half-immortal in front of him, "Daddy, he is blind, is he really a half-immortal?"

"Slap!" The villagers slapped up in fright, "You are not allowed to talk nonsense."

"It's okay." Banxian said lightly with a gentle face.

The boy cried, and came to the half fairy with aggrievedness.

The semi-celestial hand caressed the boy lightly, pursed his lips and said, "Talent has spiritual roots, and he will do something in the future."

"Thank you Banxian, thank you Banxian..." The villagers wept with joy.

He hugged the boy and kissed him fiercely, bowed respectfully to the half-immortal, and then left.

On the way, the boy asked in confusion, "Daddy, is that half-immortal really that godlike?"

The villager's face was complicated, "That half-immortal is extremely powerful. Your father and I looked like this when we were young, and your grandfather looked like this when he was young."

"You mean he won't grow old?" The boy couldn't help turning his head to take another look at Banxian.

"Not only will he not grow old, because his existence has brought stability to our village. No matter which family is sick, the half-immortal will cure all diseases without taking a cent."

"Wow..." The boy worshiped, and after a while, he pouted again, "That half-immortal is so powerful, why is he blind?"

"I don't know about this father." The villager thought for a while, "Maybe he was injured before."

"Half Immortal is lonely and lonely, so pitiful."

……

In a remote thatched hut, after the man finished telling the children's fortunes, he covered his lips and coughed.

Feeling sticky on his hands, he knew it was blood even if he couldn't see it...

He smiled for a long time, the man wasting his cultivation base to treat people's lives and cure diseases, he finally reached the end of his life.

His frail body entered the room, and he touched a piece of spiritual tablet based on his perception alone, on which he carved words with his own hands.

"My wife, look for warmth."

"Miss Master, Zhiyu has done another good deed today..."

He has done [-] million good deeds, just to make the woman he loves get what he wants.

To be able to have...an afterlife.

He goes to heaven to pray every moment.

Ji Zhiyu's eyes were blinded by himself, not only to punish himself, but also...

Eyes are blind.

The mind is no longer blind.

Ji Zhiyu doesn't want to see a world without warmth.

He hugged the spiritual tablet and lay on the bed, feeling the loss of vitality little by little.

The candles in the room were flickering, and Ji Zhiyu had a long, long dream, as if he had returned to Ji's house, he was just a young master from an ordinary family.

One day when he was climbing a tree, the servant let him down in a panic.

He grabbed the kite and saw the fairy flying across the sky, Ji Zhiyu was stunned, seeing the indifferent fairy glance at him with a nice smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ji Zhiyu was embraced by his mother, and he said loudly, "When I grow up, I will marry her as my wife."

Everyone is dumbfounded.

The dream was shattered, and after crossing the long river, countless wailing sounds sounded, and he saw the body of the Ji family Miemen.

The beautiful and celestial woman handed him a candy and smiled indifferently, "From today onwards, I will be your master!"

"Come with me."

She held his little hand, it was so warm.

The two stepped over the corpse, Ji Zhiyu stared blankly at the end they were leading to.

Suddenly, Ji Zhiyu withdrew his hand, walked back to Ji's house, picked up the knife from the corpse and stabbed it into the heart. Seeing the woman's astonished eyes, he smiled very happily, "Master, please, don't save me..."

(End of this chapter)