The Otherworldly God

Chapter 368

Hearing the familiar "Tuoba clan", Le Zheng Yuhua frowned. He already knew that Tuoba clan had been working for Gongsun Yan, and couldn't help but wonder about Tuoba clan's purpose of going to that island.

"Tuoba clan, they hurt you again, right?"

"It seems that you know it very well. Laugh at my stupidity for trusting you humans again and again."

"I just know the Tuoba clan and believe they are capable of doing such a thing."

Zi Ji was stunned, thinking that he did not laugh at his stupidity, but instead blamed Tuoba for the incident.

"Do you think I will be stupid again? When Lin Shengye lied to me in order to save his life, I never believed him again."

"I didn't intend to lie to you. We didn't intend to hurt anyone on this trip. We only wanted to save people."

"Shut up! You all have your reasons, but what does this have to do with me? For your purposes, I am the one who is hurt again and again.

Tuoba pretended to be kind and rescued me from the circus, but they only saw my inhuman identity as something that could be used to do things for them. It was no different from a circus, and they even wanted to use my life to achieve their goal.

Thanks to him, I have to be trapped on this island for eternity with that old tree demon. The mere thought of his appearance makes me want to vomit.

Although I trapped him in the cave, I had to be at his mercy. I couldn't die and I couldn't kill him. This curse of eternal life was given to me by Tuoba. I hate you, the human race, and you hypocritical Taoists."

"You keep saying you hate him, but you're in love with Lin Shengye. Don't you think it's contradictory?"

"He suddenly appeared before me. The old dryad told me to bring him over to him so he could enjoy him, just like those who strayed here.

But he was different. Although he was scared at first, he soon calmed down. He said he didn't blame me, he understood why I had to do it, and he hoped I could be free... I was always so easily deceived, and with a few sweet words, I kept him.

He knew that I cared about my snow-white hair, so he painted nine-colored petals on me while I was sleeping and told me the story of the Deer King. The Deer King was a god, and he actually compared me to it.

What I like most is to help him grind the ink and watch him write the story stroke by stroke. Sometimes, when he is moved, he will write down his feelings with cinnabar. Seeing his sad face, I can't help but feel sad too.

He would tell me stories, such as Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Dream of the Red Chamber, and Outlaws of the Marsh. My favorite is Journey to the West. Have you heard of these stories?

I have fantasized countless times that if I had the ability of Sun Wukong, or if he had the ability of Sun Wukong, he would be able to lift the curse on me.

He didn't like me harming people. He said Sun Wukong was a man of love and justice, hated evil, was not afraid of power, and did whatever he wanted. Although he was ambitious and arrogant, he never bullied the weak, let alone harmed people. He was called a demon monkey by others, but was finally worshipped as a god. He didn't think it was Tang Seng who had done a good job in restraining him, but believed that he was kind by nature.

Therefore, he also believed that I was inherently good. If there must be a Tang Monk to restrain me, he was willing to be my Tang Monk and guide me to be good.

I finally let those people go, and agreed to let him set up the Eight Diagrams to hide the Spirit Island. In order to prevent anyone from accidentally entering again, I believed him and set up this barrier and formation. In this way, even if they broke through the Eight Diagrams, I could decide whether they could go or stay.

I clearly did everything he said, and he also promised to be with me for the rest of my life, even if it was just a few short decades.

What happened? He had always loved someone else in his heart. He asked me to give him some time to think about it. He needed to figure out whether he really loved me or just loved me out of deception. I gave it to him. I never forced him. He agreed to marry me and said he really loved me. What happened? I waited for him to pick me up from sunrise to sunset. It should have been our wedding night, but he only gave me a cold body.

Hahaha… He left me a letter, using the characters I taught him, and wrote a suicide note. He confessed that he had never loved me, but just wanted to survive, thinking that he could go back one day, and he didn’t want to let that girl down.

In fact, he had already jumped into the sea foolishly, and almost died before he realized that he couldn't go back, so he didn't dare to try again. Three years, I didn't expect that he would be desperate in three years. Being with me made him suffer, and if he had to marry me, he would rather die. "

Le Zheng Yuhua listened to her accusations, but began to doubt Lin Shengye's death.

"Three years? Lin Shengye stayed here for three years before he died?"

Le Zheng Yuhua immediately remembered his habit. Whether Lin Shengye was writing or drawing, especially when he was inspired, he would note the time according to the habit of his own world.

He remembered that Lin Shengye wanted to commit suicide to see if he could go back. The date of the sentence was when he had been here for nearly a year.

Le Zheng Yuhua realized that many of what he saw were left behind within a year since he came here, and those Eight Formations Formations did not look like the Eight Formations Formations on the Sea.

He rushed in, and Ziji thought he was going to do something to her at this moment, so she covered herself tightly, but when she realized that her reaction was wrong, she stood up and took a stance again.

"Le Zheng Yuhua, I'm not the kind of woman who comes and goes at will."

Le Zheng Yuhua didn't have time to pay attention to her misunderstanding. She went over to look for it and confirmed that Lin Shengye had gradually fallen in love with Zi Ji.

The last paragraph of Dream of the Red Chamber he wrote: "I love the world and fate is determined by fate, and sincerity makes me a fool. You say fate is predetermined by heaven, but I say love will grow over time."

"Lin Shengye had already developed feelings for Ziji, although he had been confused before, not sure whether his feelings for her were based on some kind of emotion or a kind of sustenance, and he was unwilling to use her as a substitute. But from the words he left behind, Lin Shengye should have already determined his feelings, so why did he leave a suicide note and commit suicide?"

Just when Le Zheng Yuhua wanted to find more evidence to solve this question, Zi Ji had already become angry because of his disregard and wanton rummaging. She kicked him, and Le Zheng Yuhua hurriedly raised his hand to block it, but was still pushed against the wall by her strength.

He caught the fallen scroll and threw it carefully onto the bookshelf next to him. To Zi Ji, it seemed like he was just throwing it around recklessly.

Zi Ji glared at him angrily, tears flashing in his eyes: "Le Zheng Yuhua, what right do you have to rummage through my things here?"

Zi Ji smashed down at him with its claws, but Le Zheng Yuhua dodged it by simply tilting his head, and the result was that the claws went through the wall.

Zi Ji felt distressed and once again directed his anger at Le Zheng Yuhua. He stared at him angrily and made a snoring sound like a wild beast.