Feng Jin left the casino.
Three hours had passed.
Feng Jin looked at the bank card in his hand with tears in his eyes." This is the first time I've won so much money in so many years. The funny thing is that I'll die in three hours.”
"The first half of my life was a joke.”
"Master, I want to go to the hospital to see Xiao Yun.”Feng Jin said.
Chen Ruohe did not speak.
Before Feng Jin went to the hospital, he paid off all the loan sharks he owed. This way, his wife and unborn child would no longer have to be violently collected. They could finally live a stable life.
After paying off the loan sharks, he still had more than three million yuan left in his bank card.
On the way to the hospital.
Feng Jin took a detour and passed by the place where he lived when he was a child.
He looked at the short, old building and tears flowed down his face.
He recalled the time when he moved to Binhai City with his mother when he was eight years old. He lived on the roof of this building, in a small rental house. Although the house was simple, his mother had never starved him or made him cold.
One year, it was snowing heavily, and his mother took him to build a snowman on the balcony.
His mother held his little hand. The two of them chatted and laughed as they piled two round snowballs together. They stacked them together to form a snowman. Then, they drew eyebrows, eyes, nose, and ears on the snowman.
At that time, she was really happy, very happy, and very blissful.
When the snow was floating above her head, her mother would use her rough but gentle hands to gently pat it off.
When he was 18, his mother passed away.
He had lost his only family member in the world.
He cried for three days and three nights.
From then on, he became completely alone in this world.
He felt tired and began to feel dispirited.
Bad learning!
Year after year.
When he was 30 years old, he met his wife, Xiao Yun. She was a kind girl. She never complained that she had no house, no car, no savings, and no debts. She was even willing to suffer with him.
He was really touched!
This allowed him to see hope in life again, but it was too late. At this time, he was already deeply in debt and could not afford to pay back the money. His body was suffering from the backlash of the Blood Thorn Black Dragon Embroidery and was beginning to deteriorate.
He knew that he would not live long, but he did not expect to meet love at the end of his life.
The heavens really loved to joke with themselves. When you wanted it, he wouldn't give it to you. When you were in despair and about to die, he would let you see that trace of light again.
Feng Jin wiped the tears off his face and arrived at the People's Hospital in the city center. The first thing he did was to pay the medical fees that he owed previously and then transfer the rest of the money to his wife, Lin Xiaoyun's account.
He stood at the door of his wife's ward. He didn't go in. He heard his wife's voice. She was talking to the baby in her stomach. He stood outside the door. He felt very happy at this moment. He couldn't help but cry.
Ten minutes later.
Feng Jin silently took out the letter he had written to his wife from his pocket and handed it to the nurse. He asked the nurse to pass it to his wife.
Then, Feng Jin left the hospital.
He ran wildly.
Actually, he didn't know where he was going.
He just wanted to get rid of this world.
This was because this world was really strange. It forced the living to die and advised those who wanted to die to live well. As a result, everyone was half-dead and struggling to survive.
After running for an unknown amount of time, he was exhausted and fell to the ground.
It was a small forest.
Feng Jin was sweating profusely and panting heavily.
He looked at the blue sky.
So beautiful!
"Master, how much time do I have left?”Feng Jin asked with disappointment in his eyes.
"Five minutes left." Chen Ruohe replied calmly.
Feng Jin nodded and sat up. The tears in his eyes seemed to flow uncontrollably.
He didn't want to cry, but he couldn't control his emotions.
Feng Jin knelt down and lowered his head sadly, as if he was waiting for death.
Time passed by.
At the last minute, he finally raised his head slowly and looked at Chen Ruohe." Master, I…I don't want to die, but I don't regret it.”
"I really don't regret it!"
"Thank you, Master."
After saying this last word, Feng Jin's heart suddenly stopped. He had left this world forever.
Looking at Feng Jin's body, Chen Ruohe said," Rest in peace.
After Feng Jin died, his soul floated out.
After death, the soul of a person who had the blood thorn black dragon embroidery would never be reincarnated and would not enter the underworld.
Because after the death of the person who had the Blood Thorn Black Dragon Embroidery, his soul had already been infected with a very heavy evil aura. It was no longer a normal soul.
Chen Ruohe looked at Feng Jin's soul, which was covered in evil energy, floating northwest.
"You want to eat his soul? I won't let you have your way." Chen Ruohe smiled coldly and scattered the evil spirit with a palm.
When his soul was scattered.
Chen Ruohe took out the pearl that Feng Jin had given her.
He squeezed hard.
The surface of the bead split open instantly, and there was a sparkling little bead hidden inside.
It was a relic.
It was a treasure of the Buddhist Sect.
It was because of this relic that Feng Jin lived for three more years.
This should be the most precious thing that Mother Feng had given to her most beloved son before she died.
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