Chapter 957

When the porridge was ready, the woman drank two bowls. Jiang Zongcheng hid himself in the kitchen and ate a bowl. When he ate, a hole was broken in the thick cocoon on the ground.

Jiang Wuchen slowly drilled out of the hole. At the moment, he didn't look half injured, but his whole body was wet as if he had been washed with water.

But what was on him was not water. He swallowed the pill and secreted it from his body. This liquid was not an impurity, but a kind of water and fat from the inside of the pill.

After staying in the cocoon for a whole day, Jiang Wuchen's injury recovered, and the wisp of pure integrity in the sea of Qi became more pure.

I don't know whether this opportunity is a blessing in disguise or a woman's debt to him.

Jiang Wuchen's cultivation improved. He was beaten and swallowed a pill, from the early stage to the middle stage of respecting the teacher.

This opportunity is not simply to improve his cultivation. Jiang Wuchen feels that more changes in his body appear in his body, and all muscles, bones and veins have been upgraded to a higher level.

Clenching his fist, he immediately had a sense of strength, which brought him strong self-confidence.

The woman smiled and looked at Jiang Wuchen.

Jiang Wuchen looks back at her.

Jiang Zongcheng ran out of the kitchen. Seeing this scene, he was about to stop talking. Then he stepped back two steps, went into the kitchen and looked out. He was finally relieved that Jiang Wuchen was safe and sound.

"If I can defeat you, I will trample you on the ground and ravage you!" Jiang Wuchen glanced at the cocoon shell taken off around him and said to the woman.

The woman smiled indifferently and said, "I really hope to see that day. Unfortunately... You will never have a chance. Of course, if you can improve to that level in recent days, I don't mind dying in your hands."

Jiang Wuchen said, "I swear to those who base their pain on me to come back."

"You really don't have a chance," said the woman.

"Dare you tell me where you're going? You won't stay here all the time, will you? You'll always leave." Jiang Wuchen said.

"Ha ha." the woman smiled and said, "listen to what you mean, you still want to avenge me?"

Jiang Wuchen nodded and said, "you guessed right. You beat me like this and cured me. It seems fair, but what about my pain and mental torture? You should pay a price."

"I taught you the Tianlei mantra..."

"I said at the beginning that I didn't like it. If this is the reason why you hurt me, it's not tenable! I can also say now that you forced me to learn." Jiang Wuchen said.

The woman frowned and said, "most people usually kneel down to me and express gratitude when you are like this, but you want revenge."

"What are you thankful for? Being beaten half to death by you? Only incompetent waste can do this." Jiang Wuchen said, "even if you are a monk's woman, I'll write down this account and you'll remember it."

The woman laughed and said, "good boy, I remember."

"When are you leaving? Where are you going?" asked Jiang Wuchen.

The woman thought and said, "wait a few days."

"You're really pathetic," said Jiang Wuchen.

The woman's face was cold and said, "poor?"

Jiang Wuchen said with a smile, "aren't you pathetic? First of all, I fell in love with an ugly ghost. A monk is incomparably ugly! I'm right. Of course, you can say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. In my opinion, this sentence is shit. Being ugly is ugly.

If you can take a fancy to him, you don't look good. At least your genes! "

"Hmm?" the woman had never heard of this conclusion and said, "can you see whether genes are good-looking or not?"

"Do you know what love is? In fact, love is a kind of loyalty! This loyalty comes not from the body, but from your genes. When you see a person, it's like when you see a monk, you find that you like him.

The most original discovery comes from your gene selection, that is, your gene selects the monk's gene, and then the gene sends a signal to your body to tell you that you like the monk.

From that moment on, the monk's ability to distinguish right from wrong has declined. Even if the monk's appearance or some bad habits are normal, you can tolerate them, "Jiang Wuchen said.

The woman didn't refute. She seemed to be thinking about Jiang Wuchen's truth, "continue."

"This is love, loyalty, your own loyalty to your body! Therefore, sometimes you want to give up the monk, but you can't help thinking of him and can't forget. This is your genes doing something wrong, so I say, your genes can't look good either.

However, it's a pity that the monk doesn't like you. At least he doesn't love you. Otherwise, he can't hide all the time. Since he chose to hide and won't let you find him, you can't find him, and it will never be possible. "Jiang Wuchen said.

Hearing this, the woman's expression was obviously lost, and she seemed to be seen as the most vulnerable side of her heart.

"Do you understand what I say? You don't have to stay here!" Jiang Wuchen said.

The woman's body seemed to be hollowed out. She closed her eyes, her eyelids trembled, then opened them and said, "I just want to see him for the last time, even if it's the last goodbye."

"You said goodbye to him long ago. You should understand this when he chose to avoid you." Jiang Wuchen said.

"You look so good that you can find someone who likes you. Let's go. Don't torture yourself here or others. Tell me where you're going when you leave." Jiang Wuchen said.

The woman shook her head and seemed unwilling to give up.

That night, whatever Jiang Wuchen said, she didn't speak and closed her eyes.

However, at this moment, it seems that she is no longer waiting for the monk, but more like a final remembrance and farewell to herself and the past.

Jiang Wuchen dragged the cocoon shell away and threw it under a willow in the corner. Then he found his grandfather and went back to the house to have a rest.

When he came here, he didn't expect to delay here, but now he can't leave. In case this woman goes crazy, it will be bad for grandpa and cause bad consequences. Jiang Wuchen will never forgive himself.

He advised Jiang Zongcheng to leave.

Jiang Zongcheng shook his head without agreement or explanation.

The next morning, he cooked corn grits porridge early and carried it in the monk's bowl, but today the woman didn't drink it, but looked at it lightly until the porridge was cold and turned into a lump, and she closed her eyes again.

With a sigh, Jiang Zongcheng walked over and took the cold porridge away.

This is the third day Jiang Wuchen came here. He doesn't have much time. There are three days left. It's time to gather to Lingxiao Pavilion.