Jin Yong's original work
Until noon, three people at the bottom of the well woke up one after another. Wang Yuyan was the first to wake up. Her skill is shallow, and although she has lost all her internal forces, she does not have much and does little harm. When she woke up, she naturally thought of Duan Yu at once. Although it is daytime, there is nothing in the deep well. She reached out and touched Duan Yu and cried, "Duan Lang, Duan Lang, you ... you ... what's wrong with you?" I didn't listen to Duan Yu's answer. I only said that he was strangled by Jiu Mo Zhi. I couldn't help crying on the body, holding him tightly to my chest and crying, saying, "Duan Lang and Duan Lang, you have been so kind to me, but I haven't said a good word to you for a day, a little good color." I just hope Silo can repay you with a good tree in the future. How do I know ... we really?
Jing M.Guo edition
Until noon, three people at the bottom of the well woke up one after another. Wang Yuyan was the first to wake up. Her skill is shallow, and although she has lost all her internal forces, she does not have much and does little harm. When she woke up, she naturally thought of Duan Yu at once. Although it is daytime, there is nothing in the deep well. She reached out and touched Duan Yu and cried, "Duan Lang, Duan Lang, you ... you ... what's wrong with you?" I didn't listen to Duan Yu's answer. I only said that he was strangled by Jiu Mo Zhi. I couldn't help crying on the body, holding him tightly to my chest and crying, saying, "Duan Lang and Duan Lang, you have been so kind to me, but I haven't said a good word to you for a day, a little good color." I just hope Silo can repay you with a good tree in the future. How do I know ... we really?
Gulongban
Wang Yuyan jiao shout: "Duan Yu, Duan Yu, you ... you wake up."
A voice beside her said coldly, "He won't wake up."
The voice was slow, cold and raw, and the tone was dull without any emotion, like the words spit out by a dead body in a grave.
Wang Yuyan didn't seem to hear, but hissed, "Duan Yu, Duan Yu, wake up ..."
The voice said coldly, "Don't you know that he is dead?"
Wang Yuyan straightened his chest and shouted, "Hum, how do you know he's dead?"
Although she tried to be brave, her voice was still a little shaky and it was hard to hide her fear.
The voice laughed wildly: "He was killed by a family. How could I not know? "
Wang Yuyan suddenly burst into tears and hissed: "You lie, devil, you lie ..."
At the bottom of the dark and dirty dry well, a beautiful woman, holding a corpse and crying loudly, constitutes a thrilling and beautiful picture full of bloody temptation!
Huang Yi edition
Wang Yuyan only said that Duan Yu was dead, holding his body and crying.
Duan Yu suddenly moved, rolled his eyes and burst out laughing: "Why are you crying?"
Wang Yuyan was pleasantly surprised and asked him how he woke up.
It turned out that Duan Yu was not killed by Kumamoto, but used his quick wits, held his breath, outwitted Kumamoto and hit his acupoint.
The beauty heard that, her beautiful eyes were full of sadness, and her mouth gently vomited an one mouthful saliva. "Fortunately, Duan Lang is resourceful and can stop this evil monk and protect Rosa from this evil monk. People are really grateful to you! "
Duan Yu smiled and said, "You are very grateful. How can you repay me? "
Wang Yuyan bowed his head meekly like a lamb. Under the gentle caress of Duan Yu, this dignified beauty was ignited by him, and both of them tasted the endless pleasure of touching and moving.
Qiongyao edition
Rosa. Jiu mozhi stared at her with intense eyes and cried in tears: "can't you see?" He's-he's dead! "
Rosa was shocked for a long time when she heard his words. She looked at Duan Yu's face, so young and beautiful ... She shook her head blankly and whispered:
"No, no, no, he won't die ..." He said, shaking his body and shouted:
Duan Yu, wake up, wake up! Shouting, tears rolled down.
The wisdom of the dove looked at her and felt as if her heart had been torn. He held her hand and cried sincerely and painfully:
"Rosa, you listen to me! He's dead and won't come back! But-you still have me! "
Cao Xueqin's version
Wang Yuyan was scared to death when he saw that Duan Yu didn't wake up. He hugged him and cried and scolded, "You cruel and short-lived little ancestor, how can I live if you die?" When I got to the sad place, I called Mu Rongfu's name again: "If you are there, I don't care if he dies a hundred times!" I only cried so dark that my eyes were swollen like peaches.
Zhang ailing edition
On the day of the wellhead, a fiery red cloud was burning vigorously. Moss traces spread from the well, everywhere. Rosa tried it with her forefinger, and then put the sticky fingertips on the wall, each with a green mark. Why not? It is not illegal! There will be no annoying landlord to make trouble! She smiled and simply made a bright green handprint.
The sniffing was weak, and Rosa expected Duan Yu to be useless. Originally, I wanted to go back to Dali to invite relatives with great fanfare, but now it has become a bubble. Countless troubles buzzed with mosquitoes, biting her and sucking her.
Luxun edition
Yi suddenly woke up.
Yi seems to wake up from a dream, but he doesn't remember what he dreamed; I'm just annoyed. I think there are shortcomings, and I think there are too many. Incite breezes and warm winds to spread the power of Iraq in dry wells.
Yi frowned, looked around, and thought for a while before remembering each other's situation. When the sky was blue, he reached out to touch the cold body. Easy to meditate for a moment, but his fingers feel very uneven.
"Duan Lang, dead. "I thought to myself.
"But person which have immortality? ..... "Look at him, and stretch out your dirty fingers to dial his gray face.
It's easy to bend down, hold well mud and pour it on your body one by one. The mud is not cold enough, the water is boiling, and the gray water is splashed all over Yi. There seems to be wind near the well, and it comes with ash, which turns Iraq into dust.
But Iraq has been exhausted by long-term grief. I almost blew out my breath and sweated, but I was dizzy, my eyes became hazy and my cheeks became hot. I feel cold and impatient. However, Yi didn't stop as usual, but did it unconsciously.
On the horizon outside the well, there is a radiant sun in the blood-red cloud, such as a flowing golden ball wrapped in ancient lava; On the other side, it is a cold white moon like pig iron. But I don't know who is going down and who is going up. At this time, it is easy to believe that this body has exhausted everything that loves itself, so I lay down beside him and closed my eyes.
There is silence above death in all directions.