The Strong Beauty is a Goddess in Showbiz: Chapter 291 General, did you get what you wanted?
Chapter 291 General, have you got what you wanted?
By the time Jin Si fell asleep, it was already past two in the morning.
He quickly fell into a dream.
It’s just that this dream is a little special.
There were huge fires all around, and Jin Si stood in front of the solemn gate of the temple, staring at the fire in the distant capital.
That is, the fire of war.
At that time, the temple was quiet, with not even a single guard on duty.
Jin Si walked into the temple uncontrollably.
It was only then that he noticed that General Si Jin was stained with a lot of blood, and even the scabbard of his sword was stained with blood.
He had just experienced a killing, and his murderous intent was fierce, which was incompatible with the environment of the temple.
Before stepping into the priest's temple, the general took off his blood-stained armor and sword.
He went to meet the priest with a harmless appearance.
Even late at night, the priest was still sitting high behind the high platform, looking at the dazzling array of ancient books behind him, and reading patiently.
Perceiving the intruder in the temple, the temple priest slowly raised his eyebrows.
Through the hanging curtains, she saw the blurry figure and clearly called out to him: "General."
The figure behind the curtain stopped.
The general's smiling voice came: "The war has reached the capital, but the priest is not surprised. Are you not ready to intervene?"
The sound of scrolling through books came, and the indifferent and compassionate voice of the temple priest fell from the high platform: "There is nothing to violate, it is to comply."
"Fool."
The general sighed, and the temple priest's fingertips paused while turning the book.
“If the royal power is replaced by the rebels, how long can you, a temple priest, sit in this position?”
“I know.”
The temple priest gave a cold answer.
The general watched the figure on the high platform move with the flickering candlelight. She seemed to have moved and walked down from the high platform.
Through Si Jin's eyes, he didn't know whether it was Si Jin's thoughts at this time or Jin Si's. He felt that his heart was about to jump into his throat.
The last time was when I was about to see the true face of this temple priest, my dream came to an abrupt end.
What now?
When the temple priest walked down from the high platform and appeared completely in front of him, looking at that familiar face, Jin Si felt calmer than ever before.
It is Qi Wu.
He has realized it a long time ago, he just needs a definite evidence.
However, the 'Qi Wu' in front of him was much colder and colder than the Qi Wu he knew. Her eyes were distant and indifferent, like a **** who was compassionate to the world, but she also looked on indifferently.
The priest answered him: "The temple will follow the destiny, and I will be no exception."
“You are so cruel.”
Si Jin’s abrupt words made the temple priest’s silent brows ripple slightly.
“I have done so much, but I still can’t impress you.”
Si Jin spoke slowly, "But I still can't do it. Let you die in front of me, or watch you die."
At this moment, a hint of confusion clearly emerged in the temple priest's pair of insightful eyes, which were known to see through all things in the world.
She couldn't see through Si Jin's thoughts at this time.
Si Jin seemed to understand her confusion at this time and couldn't help but laugh: "Can't you see clearly with your insightful eye?"
The priest's pupils trembled.
“Because it can’t see my sincerity clearly.”
Si Jin’s voice was slow, and the next moment there was a sound of a sword sinking into flesh, and the pupils of the priest in front of him tightened.
"you-"
The temple priest took a step back and watched in disbelief as Si Jin drew out his sword and stabbed it into his own body.
“Ahem!”
Si Jin spit out a mouthful of blood.
His face was pale and weak, but he still showed a gentle smile to the temple priest who was stunned: "I originally wanted you to do it, but I think you are unwilling, so I can only do it myself."
"Why."
The temple priest looked at him, his almost calm and rational tone was now trembling, with confusion and confusion.
“I know this is going to end your life.”
She stepped forward to support Si Jin, who was half-kneeling, and said with difficulty, "But I didn't know that it would develop like this."
“Don’t blame yourself.”
Si Jin stretched out a hand to touch her face, but gave up because it was stained with blood.
“This is my choice.”
“Even the famous general was killed by your sword. The rebels will only be more afraid of the temple and will not take action against you. You have enough time to leave here.”
“Like I said, go and see the beautiful mountains and rivers outside,”
The fact is indeed as Si Jin said, the fear of the rebels allowed the temple to survive for three more years.
But because of the obsession, the temple priest did not choose to leave. She stayed in the priest's temple for three years, constantly recalling today's events.
Three years later, the rebels broke through the gate of the temple, and the priest of the temple performed the last blessing dance in the temple and then committed suicide.
Jin Si watched this scene happen, and his whole person fell into boundless darkness.
In this boundless darkness, he seems to be Jin Si and Si Jin, and the memories of the two lives are constantly merging.
*
The early morning light came through, and Jin Si woke up suddenly, sitting on the bed and gasping for air.
His eyes still retained the anger and desire filled with ambition that had not dissipated.
But as soon as he regained consciousness, he got out of bed in a hurried and messy manner and walked to the room next to him—
Qi Wu was still sleeping quietly on the bed.
The originally noisy inner voice was strangely calmed down when it touched her sleeping face, leaving only the afterglow of calm.
As if he was afraid of disturbing her, he slowed down his pace and came to sit beside her bed without making any sound.
His tightly clenched fingers betrayed his restless heart at this moment.
—How can he be at peace?
The moment he knew the truth, he had restored the memory of his previous life. This was a completely new feeling.
Memory told him that the temple priest was still the moon that was out of reach for him, but his body’s instinct clearly fed back to him—
They were very close. He could hold her hand without restraint, interlock with her fingers, hug her, and she even kissed him.
The entanglement between the memories of the two lives made him worry about gains and losses for a while.
He thought this was just a dream world he had made up, and as soon as he touched Qi Wu, this dream would dissipate.
He was reluctant to part with it.
But he also wanted her to open her eyes and confirm her existence.
Just when Jin Si was having such frivolous thoughts, entangled and irritable, Qi Wu slowly opened his eyes on the bed.
The confusion in her eyes made her notice Jin Si beside the bed.
She was about to call his name, but in the next moment, her discerning eyes saw the truth behind the fog.
Qi Wu’s eyelashes trembled.
But when Jin Si noticed that she was awake and turned around uneasily, Qi Wu still showed a faint smile.
She asked: "General, did you get what you wanted this time?"
(End of this chapter)