The Legend of Manhua

Chapter 39 Heart disease treatment

As soon as he left the Red Clothes Temple, he received a summons from the Heavenly Emperor from the 'Heart Jade Palace', that is, from the Heavenly Emperor's study, and Manhua rushed over immediately.

Just like in the past, the Emperor of Heaven asked questions behind the colorful cloud curtain, and Manhua stood in the center to answer one by one.

"Is there any discomfort after the mana is restored?"

"Go back to Heaven, everything is fine."

"It's so good. With ups and downs like yours, there will inevitably be some accidents in the future. Take good care of your body... This is Qingxin Pill, which was refined by Hao* himself. It nourishes the mind and protects the heart. There are five pills in it, and you can take it every twelve hours. One is enough." The words closed, and a jade-like white and flawless hand was stretched out from the curtain, holding a small white porcelain vase with a soft and boneless hand.The hands did not extend, and no one came out from the curtain, but the white porcelain bottle was sent to him. After Manhua took it away, the colorful cloud curtain was put down again, and everything returned to the original state.Originally, Manhua followed that hand to look inside, but only saw white mist and immortal energy floating.

"Wouldn't it be a waste to use Qingxin Pill if I have no heart?" Man Hua half-jokingly asked while holding the white porcelain bottle.

"Why do you care about this so much?"

Manhua smiled wryly: "Maybe this makes me feel different from everyone else." It didn't have the slightest impact on life, but it always made him unable to forget, let alone let go.In the end, he just wants to be ordinary, not an anomaly, and live a peaceful life.

"Whether you have that heart or not, you are the most unique." Man Hua paused, she hadn't heard this sentence for a long time, and Qing Lan said it to him for the first and last time.For the Emperor of Heaven, all living beings are his love, so all living beings are the same; what about Qinglan, is it also just words of comfort?Whether it is the Emperor of Heaven or Qinglan, they are so kind and tender when they say these words, which can give him more or less comfort from it. "If you want, how about letting Hao Lai soothe the pain in your heart?"

Man Hua nodded, "Is it possible?"

"Just like healed the pain of losing your arm for you before, are you willing to believe in Hao?"

The voice was as soft as a cloud, as if it wanted to melt Manhua, his eyes gradually blurred, and he couldn't help nodding his head in response, only to feel that the vision in front of him gradually blurred, and his body gradually softened.

"Go back to the past first, and think about the pain you suffered when you were so sad. At that time, your body was suffering tremendously. The two forces rampaging in your body seemed to tear you apart. You were tortured unconsciously. You will They drove up to your right arm and wrenched the source of your pain."

Heavy rain poured down, thunder and lightning flashed, and mud and sand splashed; he dragged his heavy body, stumbled forward in confusion, not knowing where he was going, the wound that lost his entire arm was healing, and there was more tearing pain than when it was broken .

When he was exhausted and fell to the ground, he seemed to touch something soft and warm, subconsciously said: "Help, save me." After that, he really passed out.

"You fainted. Well, this period has passed, you get rid of this pain, open your eyes again, and you will start a brand new life. At this time, you first know this mortal world..."

He was rescued by a pair of father and daughter who collected herbs on the mountain all the year round. He has forgotten what they look like. He only remembers that sister who was always soft-spoken and seldom laughed. General dedication and specialization.Little Manhua was only two or three years old at the time, and he didn't remember anything, only vaguely remembered that there were always two voices calling him "Manhua".He has not seen everything in the world, but he knows how to call it and how to describe it.

"You guys had a very peaceful time. At that time, you were a child and you were so curious about everything. They protected you very well."

When picking herbs, they lived in all over the world, lived in grass huts, slept on grass, or stayed at other people's houses. They didn't leave for a long time until my sister got married.They lived in the village at that time, and there were only three or four households at that time. After he became fond of herbs, he loved to go to the mountains to collect herbs with his father.He is missing an arm, and others look at him with sympathetic eyes, always sighing, "What a beautiful child, why did he encounter misfortune?" They treat themselves well because they pity themselves. He hates this kind of discrimination, so He hardly talks to outsiders, and just follows his father all day long.Dad went to the mountains to gather medicine for a few days and did not go down the mountain, so did he. Dad seldom talked, and he didn't say anything.

"He has never looked at you differently, even if he sees your wound heal instantly, even if he sees you, he will fly over the wall, even if he sees you, he will call the wind and rain...he never said much."

Yes, but one day, he never spoke again, never opened his eyes, and slept next to him, very peaceful and quiet.He couldn't bear to be disturbed, so he waited and waited, and when his sister came to deliver the meal the next day, he started to cry, he didn't know why.After that, my sister's tears never stopped, and everyone in the village was very busy, only my father lay peacefully in a box, without saying a word from the beginning to the end.

He has been looking at his father's pale face from the side, a little dazed, and sometimes he can hear someone say: "It seems that he loved him for nothing when he was alive, and he can't bear to shed a single tear after death." But he didn't understand what it meant.

Later, when he followed the people in the village to carry his father up the mountain, put him in the dug hole and buried it with soil, he couldn't help asking his sister any longer: "Why did you do this to Dad? Dad will be out of breath."

The elder sister just shed tears and choked up and couldn't speak, holding him and crying bitterly.

He thought that his sister and father were being bullied, so he rushed up with anger and shouted: "Don't touch my father." At that time, a violent storm hit and knocked down everyone around him, even his sister's husband. exception.

Seeing her elder sister go to help the villagers to apologize, and then explain to herself wiping her tears that only in this way can her father rest in peace before she comes back to see them, Xiao Manhua was at a loss for a while.

He waited for his father at home, day after day, but he didn't wait, it was his first contact with death.Everyone in the village avoided him as if they were watching a ghost. Although his sister was kind to him, everything around him was telling him to leave.

"It's the first time you understand what death is, and it's so unforgettable. But mortals' birth, old age, sickness and death are normal. After the end of one life, the next life will start the next life, and new flowers will bloom. Just like mortals always want to ask themselves what the next life will be like, This is their hope, and it is also a new beginning. You have the most silent and sincere love from him, which is better than thousands of pets, and that woman, who looked for you everywhere after you left without saying goodbye, and still cared about you until the end of her life. They will also receive blessings from the gods for life because they love you."

"Soon you grew into a teenager. You wandered around, and when you came to a village, you met a teacher. He was gentle, refined, knowledgeable and knowledgeable. You liked him and became his student."

I still can't remember that gentleman's appearance, but only vaguely remember that he was thin and frail, lived a simple life, spoke politely, and was amiable.Not long after I became his student, a mind-eating monster appeared, who specialized in poaching people's hearts to eat. At that time, several families in the village had suffered misfortune.In order to get rid of this mind-eater, he used himself as a bait, but it was useless. The mind-eater never looked for him, even if he offered to send it to his door, he ignored it.

Several classmates have suffered misfortune, why not yourself?He touched his chest and found for the first time that his heart was not beating.With doubts, he cut open his heart with scissors, and sure enough...

At that time, the teacher rushed in, and there were several classmates. Facing this fact, he couldn't believe it, and asked, "Sir, can you live without a heart?"

Then a series of screams made him even more dizzy.

Everyone thought that he was about to die from the heart-eating monster, and even the husband stopped the bleeding while weeping... But no one would have thought that he was alive, and he was alive and well.But it seems that he shouldn't live a good life, because no one dares to approach him, and he is once again avoided and feared.It was even rumored that he was the heart-eating monster, and there was no heart-eating incident after he was discovered.But it was just that Mr. suddenly ran to find the Mind Eater, and he killed it to save Mr. If it was a little later, Mr....

In the end, he left this sad place, so that the people in the village would stop living in fear, and more importantly, give him a normal life.

In fact, as long as you don't tell the outside world about having no heart, mortals don't know about it, but since he was in the immortal class, this has been something that can be felt face to face at will. The gaze on oneself.

"That gentleman has been waiting for you to go back. He died alone. After his death, his tomb faced the direction you left, and was buried under the big banyan tree that often taught you to read. For him, you will always be the one worth waiting for. "

Even with his eyes closed, he could clearly feel hot tears flowing from his eyes, as if something was beating in his heart.

"The hearts of mortals always bear their extraordinary emotional desires. After becoming a god, it will be halved. After becoming a god, it is no different from a fairy. There is not much left. Although you are a fairy, you have abundant emotions like a mortal. Your uniqueness is not Odd number, you are a miracle between heaven and earth."

"Slowly, we come to the scene where you feel the deepest hatred. It's not hatred, it's your dividing line between good and evil in the world. Do you still remember her voice and smile?"

It was a young girl in her cardamom years, with a light body, smart, and always smiling like a flower.What kind of a family gave birth to such a little girl.She is just a peasant girl, her elder brother and father go fishing in the river for a living. She and her sister-in-law weave fishing nets at home to take care of their mother. She has been held in the palm of her hand since she was a child.At that time, although he was 50 years old, he was still in his youth, and the wandering life made him tired several times.Met their home, an ordinary but warm home.Living together for ten and a half months rejuvenated him, and set off to the unknown distance again.

If he hadn't heard that the river where they often fished was violently violent and many people died in it, or he felt that it was useless to go back too far away, and he didn't go back to see it again, maybe he would never know the kind that came from the bone marrow in his whole life. Hatred can chill the body.

The whole room was full of bodies, her brother's, sister-in-law's, two old people...all died by knives and sticks, because they lived in a relatively remote suburb with no other people, the corpses had already started to rot and smell, and the blood had already dried up...

What about her?Could it be... by chance, he imitated the smell on her body and called nearby ghosts to look for it, but saw her... dead body in the grass behind a huge rock.Naked, with marks of whippings all over his face, his face was bloody, and a blood-stained stone was lying beside his head...

At that moment, his whole body was icy cold, his teeth were clenched, he clenched his fist and then released it, covering her body with his clothes.Asking about what happened to the nearby ghosts, I learned that she was tortured to death by six people for three full hours, and the whole family was wiped out just to avoid future troubles.

He changed his body shape, dressed in black, and wore a black cloak. The cold air all over his body made the ghosts around him tremble, as if he hadn't retained a sliver of reason to know that as a ghost in the mortal world, he can't get close to people, I'm afraid the crime of standing by and watching would be enough for them Completely dead.

Tonight he is a visitor from hell.

Then the scene in the restaurant was the scene where Zhenjun Siming sent those six people out of their wits by calling their consciousness during the court meeting in the heavenly court.Now that I think about it, I was really reckless at the time, and I should have kept their ghosts so that they could live and die forever, suffering day and night.

"Good and evil in this world are always interdependent, and love and hate are the same. You love her and her family, so you hate those six people. You are not unintentional, but you gave up a solid heart and kept a sincere one. Manhua, You can already live for tens of thousands of years, and you don’t have to be limited to the integrity of your body. Without it, you can still live comfortably and get happiness, so there is no need for it to exist. You are still you, unique and inseparable from this world Or missing you."

"Look at those who love you. It's okay to forget their looks, but the feeling has been deeply rooted in your bones. They made you who you are now, and you participated in their lives."

A silent father, a gentle and virtuous sister, a thin and delicate husband, a lively girl who loves to laugh and a happy and harmonious family...

In the mortal world, he met many people and encountered many things, and he also went up and down the mountains and rivers. In the 100 years at that time, he could do a lot, and every time he gave a relationship, he was very serious.I have lived for a long time, and I know that my life may be endless, so I have already ignored many details, and I will no longer be deeply saddened by birth, old age, sickness and death, and I will see many emotions in plain sight, and I no longer express my heart... …

"Close your eyes now, take a good rest, let those sad and sad slowly leave you, leaving only a peaceful breath, spreading to every corner of the body, those lingering memories gradually fade away, no pain and no joy, There is only a blank world, your body is soft and loose without any tension, you slowly fall asleep, and when you wake up again, you are still you, a person who loves yourself well, and also loves the you you love."

I felt like I was trapped in a soft mass, gradually losing consciousness and all consciousness.

*Hao: Self-proclaimed Emperor of Heaven