Chapter 593 597, whose tractor is this?

   Zhao Yiling at this time is no longer the Zhao Yiling at that time.

   She has prepared enough to deal with Chu Jin, and she still holds two trump cards in her hand.

   Two ace cards are enough to make Chu Jin fall into the abyss.

   Zhao Yiling not only wanted to take away everything that belonged to Chu Jin, but also made her try to destroy her appearance and the pain of skin and bone.

   Zhao Yiling wants everyone to know that no matter which world she is in, she can live a prosperous life.

   She is destined to be the existence that attracts everyone's attention.

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  Chu Jin strolled under the night, walking aimlessly forward, the revenge plan was half completed, and now there is only one Shen Lingtian left, the plan is still going on, and the day when Shen Lingtian is ruined is not too far away.

   However, she did not feel the sense of relief, nor did she feel the slightest pleasure of getting revenge.

   She came for revenge, and now that she has fulfilled the wish of her previous life, her life seems to have lost its meaning.

   Next, what should she do.

  Where to go?

   What is left of her life.

  At first, she was Qin Jie.

  In the end, Qin Jie died and she became Chu Jin.

  Chu Jin.

   She has gained a lot in this capacity.

   Family, love, friendship, classmates.

   also comes with a vest: Tarot Master.

   But, do these things really belong to her?

  If one day, she loses this body, who is she?

   An emotion close to sadness spread throughout his body.

  …

   "Brother Jin," Azi said worriedly, feeling the change in the host's mood.

   Actually, Azi wanted to say that there are still many beautiful people and things in this world.

   However, this is the host's heart calamity, and she must face it herself.

   One thought of life, one thought of death.

   One line of magic, one line of Buddha.

  Life or death, Buddha or devil, all in her mind.

   Of course, she faced more than that.

   "I'm fine," Chu Jin looked at Lu Yan's limping back, spoke lightly, with clear eyebrows and an expression as usual.

Azi then said, "Brother Jin, tomorrow is very short, don't think too much." Tomorrow is very short, you should cherish life, because only one day later you will realize that every minute you waste when you are young is worth it. It's what you miss when you're late.

   "Hmm." Chu Jin pursed his lips, his jade-like features hidden in the night, looking a little hazy.

   There is no moon and no stars in the sky.

   The night is very heavy.

   You can only rely on the dim light of street lamps to see the surrounding scene.

  Chu Jin walked step by step, his footsteps seemed unpleasant, but in fact, every step carried wind.

  Unconsciously, she stopped at the entrance of a cemetery.

   Qingfeng Cemetery.

   The cemetery at night was quiet, there was no one around, and occasionally there were a few unknown noises.

   Qingfeng Cemetery is her burial place.

   In that man-made fire, her only skeleton was buried here.

   Since her rebirth, this is the first time she has set foot here.

   She walked forward slowly, the breeze blew up the black and bright blue silk, intertwined in the air, the collision of black and white was so shockingly beautiful.

   Not long after entering the cemetery, Chu Jin saw him from a distance, and a tall figure stood in front of the tombstone.

  Chu Jin stopped, looked up and looked over there. There were several tombs between them, about seven or eight hundred meters away.

  According to the figure, it can be seen that it is a man, a mysterious man.

Although it was a hot summer day, he was wearing a knee-length black trench coat, a pair of black boots under his feet, and a black hat on his head, covering his facial features, leaving only a thin chin and a slightly raised chin. Adam's apple.

   The whole body exudes a chilling aura.

   is prohibitive.

   Obviously couldn't see the man's facial features, but Chu Jin subconsciously felt that the man was familiar.

   Behind him was a woman in blue. The woman was tall and slender. Although her facial features were not in junior high school, her temperament was clean and pure.

   With just one glance, this man and woman are no ordinary people.

   The two of them stood in front of the tombstone like this, no one said a word. After a while, the man reached out and took a bouquet of flowers handed over by the woman, placed it in front of the tombstone, and immediately bowed deeply.

   That is a bunch of gorgeous peonies, blooming under the night, so beautiful, showing the true color of the king of flowers.

   In her previous life, her favorite was peony.

   Lotus is noble.

   Mei is proud.

  Lan Xiande.

  The chrysanthemum is noble.

   But she only loves peony, loves the true national color of peony, loves peony in full bloom, peony does not need gorgeous words to package, it can make people fall in love at first sight.

  The world says peony is too common.

   But she fell in love with the vulgarity of peony. Only vulgarity can be true, and only vulgarity can be the king of flowers.

   It's just that not many people know that she likes peony, and even some of her friends who are close to her on a daily basis have never heard of it. How did this strange man know?

   I don’t know the two people in front of me, and I’ve never seen them before.

  Chu Jin frowned slightly, looking at the two people in front of the tomb, his eyes filled with thoughts, he was a master of literature in his previous life, and he had accumulated a lot of fans. Could these two be his fans...

   Yes, it doesn't look like it.

  They...who are they?

  Chu Jin stood there from a distance, even though it was a long distance, she could still feel the sadness coming from the man.

   Powerlessness, remorse, depression...

   "Xuanyuan, it's getting late." The blue-clothed woman behind the man reminded her with a gentle tone. Compared with a man's emotions, women are obviously much calmer.

   That's right, these two are Ling Que and Xuanyuan Shangchen.

  Since the magpie pierced that layer of window paper that day, the relationship between the two has not changed significantly, and the way they get along is still the same as before. Xuanyuan Shangchen still only has that person in his heart, and the magpie... still only loves him.

  Unfortunately, Xuanyuan Shangchen couldn't see it.

   "You go back first," Xuanyuan Shangchen said in a low voice, his voice a little muddy and hoarse.

  Two voices, one male and one female.

   fell into Chu Jin's ears and seemed so unfamiliar. She was sure that she didn't know any of them.

   "I'll accompany you." Ling Que didn't say much, but said these three words slowly.

   In her life, she was finally defeated by the word 'monarch'.

  Xuanyuan Shangchen became obsessed with love and was terminally ill.

   And she, is it not because her feet are deep in the mud, unable to extricate herself.

  If she could, she would rather be in the future.

Chu Jin moved her ears slightly, and listened to the conversation here without falling into her ears. Listening to the conversation between the two, it was as if she and her were old acquaintances, but she had never seen them before, and there seemed to be something deep in her mind. A memory is forgotten.

   "Azi, who are they?" Chu Jin said in a low voice, communicating with Azi in Zilei Space with his consciousness.

   For some reason, Chu Jin remembered the system's warning again.

  The backlash of Heaven.

   and the words of Zhang Linzi and Qin Qingcheng.

   She is a person abandoned by Heaven.

   Is all this related to the two people in front of you?

   "Brother Jin, I'm sorry," A Zi frowned slightly and continued, "I can't find out who they are."

  There are really more and more big bosses in human society.

  Azi felt his insignificance for the first time.

   "But one thing is certain, they have no malice towards you, and they are not bad people, you can rest assured." The only man he could tell was that these two people were not bad people.

  Chu Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the handsome silhouette not far away, no emotion could be seen in the bottomless peach blossom eyes.

   "Wait for me." The man stood under the darkness, his eyes fixed on the tombstone in front of him, his eyes fixed on the faded photo.

   The man in the photo is still smiling, and there is a little red mole on the left eyebrow, which adds a bit of brightness to the plain face.

   Then the man, as if he had made a decision, bowed deeply towards the cold tombstone.

  The back of the man turned and left with a touch of loneliness.

  The wind seemed to be stronger, rolling up the stubborn leaves on the ground, and the stubborn leaves and the breeze were entangled in the air, and they refused to fall.

   I don't know if it was Qingfeng's intentions or the ruthless leaves.

  Chu Jin only felt that his vision had gradually blurred, and an inexplicable sadness swept through his body.

   The moment the man turned and left, the blue-clothed woman who had followed behind him raised her eyes slightly and looked in Chu Jin's direction, the corners of her mouth raised a clear arc.

  The visitor is not good.

   These four words suddenly appeared in Chu Jin's mind.

   This blue-clothed woman obviously found herself long ago.

  Chu Jin raised his chin slightly and met the almost provocative eyes of the blue-clothed woman.

   The blue-clothed woman's expression was stunned for a few seconds, then she quickly retracted her gaze and hurriedly followed the man's footsteps.

  Chu Jin was even more curious about the identity of the two.

  The figures of the two went farther and farther, until they disappeared into the night, and Chu Jin walked to the tomb.

   went to his tomb and stopped, the white dress has been integrated with the night.

   I put myself on my own grave,

   This was something she hadn't even thought about.

   A touch of sour emotions slowly bloomed.

  How ironic.

   Looking at the bland face on the tombstone, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

   It was a faint smile, with a hint of sarcasm.

  The sarcasm slowly faded away, and the black and white eyes were gradually dyed with a layer of almost dangerous coldness.

   The red mole on the tip of the left eyebrow shows infinite elegance in the night.

   If you look closely, you will find that the position of the red mole on Chu Jin's eyebrows is exactly the same as the man in the photo, almost exactly the same.

   When Chu Jin left, it was already midnight.

   She wandered the street alone.

   The night was dark, and there was almost no one else on the street except a few drunk gangsters.

   She has a beautiful face, which naturally attracted the wretched eyes of the gangsters, but no one dared to really step forward.

   When passing a barbecue stall, Chu Jin went to buy three cans of cold beer.

   For some reason, I suddenly want to drink very much.

   A drunk side rest.

   Wine can relieve thousands of sorrows.

  The cold beer entered his throat, which was unusually cool and comfortable. Chu Jin drank wine while walking.

  Whether it was in her past or present life, she was not an alcoholic, and she was especially sensitive to alcohol. Therefore, after eating a can of beer, Ruyu's face crept into a blush, and her steps were a little flimsy.

  Behind her, there were a few steamy teenagers not far or near. Pretty women were rare, and pretty drunk women were even rarer.

   They are all waiting for an opportunity.

  Like a hungry wolf, staring hungry at the girl in front of him.

   Just now.

   With a 'chi', a black Rolls-Royce stopped in front of the girl in white.

   At this time, Chu Jin has already drank two cans of beer. For a person who usually does not drink alcohol, after drinking two cans of beer, his body has reached the limit, and his feet are like stepping on cotton, trembling.

  Chu Jin casually threw away the empty wine bottle in his hand, kicked at the obstacle ahead, and said very dissatisfiedly, "Dare to drive a tractor! Don't you know this is a sidewalk?" The drunk person has no logic at all.

   The owner of the 'tractor' leaned out of the car, looked at Chu Jin with a gloomy face, and said in a cold tone, "Why did you drink? Huh?"

   At this time, I don't know who the person in front of me is, and I'm really annoyed, that **** with such little eyes is driving a tractor and rushing to the sidewalk!

   almost hit her!

   "Is this tractor yours?" Chu Jin kicked the Rolls-Royce door again, leaving two footprints on the brand new door.

   Mr. Mo looked at her and cooperated with her solemnly, "It's mine, what do you think?"

"I..." Before he could finish speaking, Chu Jin burped, and a strong smell of alcohol sprayed on the face of the man opposite, "Forget it, brother is in a good mood today, I'm too lazy to follow you. Care, but you remember, next time you must not drive a tractor racing, it is too dangerous..."

  The Rolls Royce on the side: The baby is wronged, but the baby doesn't say anything.

   Drunk people not only have no logic at all, but also talk a lot.

  Chu Jin was chattering and educating the ignorant tractor owner when the man suddenly took the wine bottle from her hand and sighed, "Do you still know who I am?"

Chu Jin shook his head, looked at the man in front of him, and tried to identify, "Hey, why do I see you so familiar? Do we know each other? Who are you..." Chu Jin tilted his head, the pair of The delicate peach blossom eyes shone brightly in the night, and were particularly eye-catching. In her eyes, his figure was reflected, which made the man feel a little dazed for a moment.

   "Ah!" Chu Jin pointed at him and suddenly laughed, "I remembered, you look like my dad!"

  The girl laughed and burst into tears, hugging the man in front of her, "Dad, I miss you so much..."

  Mr. Mo: "..." He really provoked an ancestor!

   After crying for a while, the girl suddenly released him and wiped her eyes, "No, you're not my dad!"

   Mr. Mo eased his eyebrows.

   Well, this ancestor finally woke up, a young man as young as him could never look like her father!

  While Mr. Mo eased his brows, Chu Jin continued, "My dad wouldn't drive such a low tractor!" The tone was extremely disgusting.

  Mr. Mo: "..." The drunk girl looks completely different from normal, her complexion is a little reddish, and she reveals a bit of agility in her tenderness, which is amazing.

  Mr. Mo looked at her and said mysteriously, "Want to know who I am?"

   "Think." The girl turned into a curious baby and nodded hastily.

"Then give me a kiss." Mr. Mo's expression was as usual, his delicate facial features like those carved by God's own hands appeared under the street lamp, and his thin lips slightly curved into a shallow arc, even Chu Jin, a drunk man, could not resist His mighty beauty.

   "How can you talk like that!" The girl kicked him directly, "It's disrespectful to the old man!"

   This kick was so powerful that Mr. Mo groaned directly after being kicked.

  Mr. Mo's expression was as usual, and he recited three times in his heart, "This is his own daughter-in-law, pampering, pampering."

   "Forget it if you don't tell me, I'm too lazy to know." Chu Jin bypassed Mr. Mo and walked forward staggeringly.

Mr. Mo strode forward, grabbed her wrist, pulled the man hard, pulled the man into his arms, stared at those delicate and bewitching peach blossom eyes, and said word by word, "I am you. fiancé!"

   "Pfft!"

  The girl laughed outright, pointed at Mr. Mo and said, "You lie, I don't have an old fiancé like you."

   (end of this chapter)