Hearing a familiar voice, seeing an old yellow face that was still somehow familiar, and seeing him die with a happy smile, Xin Junmao felt great fear and regret grow in his heart. Felt.
However, before his emotions could explode, a girl suddenly appeared who threatened to make him an executioner for the rest of his life. He turned into a giant monster and swallowed the girl he had killed with his own hands, leaving only a b on the grass.
Seeing this scene, Xin Junmao pletely collapsed.
He cried out, and his heart and soul fell into the abyss of darkness.
He is in this world, but he is in hell. He created this hell with his own hands and plunged himself into the torments of hell.
A few days later, Xin Junmao turned into a decadent walking corpse. He no longer moved or spoke. He was alive, but his heart was gone with the Bhikkhuni.
Facing Xin Junmao like this, the girl became very emotional and felt that she was not Xin Junmao like this. To cheer up Xin Junmao, he told Xin Junmao to never be greedy again and to only eat food every year. He will have a sumptuous meal on his birthday. He's willing to promise her anything as long as he can get better and love himself the way he used to.
However, what the girl didn't know was that Xin Junmao's heart was already dead. One night, he could no longer bear the pain and took his own life.
good!
As the last two strumming sounds rang out, Xin Junmao came back from his shock. Unbeknownst to them, his face was filled with tears and his clothes were soaked with tears.
He seemed to finally understand why Mr. Zhao had been so persistent with him, and he also finally understood why the b had e to him.
"It's better if you don't remember, right? Lord Amitabha," the bhikkhuni finally said with a passionate smile and narrowed her eyes at Xin Junmao. The fate of reincarnation. ”
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