Don’t Discriminate Against Species

Chapter 121: past?

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The retrospective mirror was made by Bai Ze taking his own blood and essence and spent 4,900 years to refine it. Although he could not know the future, he could see the past appearance of everything in the world.

For Bai Ze, this thing used to be like a tasteless gadget. However, when he was sealed in the desert where his spiritual energy was cut off and there were no living beings for thousands of miles, this mirror turned out to be a mirror for him to survive. An important object of two thousand years of hard time.

As an auspicious beast, his lifespan is too long. He has seen mountains engulfed by sea water, deep seas turned into high mountains, landslides and land fissures, and the boundless land is torn apart.

In the vicissitudes of life, life and death, a creature perishes, and new species appear, and the cycle alternates and never ends.

The advent of the end of the law represents the end of the age of gods and demons. He originally thought that he would accept the death of his body, but when he was really sealed in the boundless desert, he found that he was unwilling.

No one wants to die silently, even the auspicious beast worshipped by countless creatures. It was only at this time that Bai Ze realized that he did not have any desires or desires as he imagined.

"Do you want the reincarnation of Cha Bolian?" Bai Ze looked at the retrospective mirror on the table, "Borlian's fate is extraordinary, I'm afraid the retrospective mirror may not be able to find out completely."

"It doesn't matter if you try." Feng Rui reunited his spiritual energy on the mirror handle, and wrote Bolian's name and birth date on the mirror surface. His spiritual energy surged in an instant, and the mirror surface emitted a dazzling light. After the wind blew, the picture was transmitted through the mirror. , the picture is so real that it seems to happen right in front of you.

"The bridge goes back to the bridge, the road goes back to the road, the dead souls don't look back..."

The man in the gorgeous brocade robe walked behind the emissary, surrounded by all kinds of ghosts. Unlike these ghosts, there was no soul chain on him, and the ghosts around him did not dare to get too close to him.

"This is after Bolian died and was taken to the underworld by an emissary..."

The courtyard door was suddenly opened, and Fu Li walked in from the outside, "Uncle Bai..." Seeing the picture floating in the courtyard, Fu Li's feet stopped.

The elegant son, with blood and tears in his eyes, the picture is always shocking. Zhuang Qing, who came in behind Fu Li, had already guessed the man's identity without asking who Fu Li was. In the past, looking at the environment, there was always a false sense of unreality, but now I see this man walking among all kinds of ghosts, and I know how graceful he is.

"Xiao Li, why are you back?" Feng Ruizhong wanted to put away the retrospective mirror, but he couldn't make it too obvious, so he could only smile awkwardly.

"Are you looking at Bo Lian?" Fu Li's reaction was calmer than Feng Ruizhong imagined. He looked at the man with tears in his eyes and his lips moved.

He was looking at Bo Lian projected by the retrospective mirror, and Zhuang Qing, who was standing beside him, was looking at him.

Bolian was taken to the Hall of Kings of Hell, and no King of Hell dared to accept his courtesy, but instead politely addressed him as Duke Bolian.

"Gong Bo Lian has extraordinary merits and virtues, and he will be a bright prince in the next life. Please don't miss the auspicious time and go to the human world."

"If in the future, in this life..."

"To be reborn is to be reborn. Since it is reborn, this life is just a passing away, so why should you be persistent."

"Is there a way to not forget this life?"

"none."

"What's the point of reincarnation, I can't remember what I want to remember, and I can't have what I want to have." Young Master Pian Pian laughed, his laughter was bitter and cool, "What about Ming Jun, you can let me get what I want. ?"

"The emperor is the supreme of the country, and naturally he can get what he wants."

"Can you live forever, can you get the person you missed in your previous life?"

"This… "

"Then what's the use of me wanting this reincarnation?"

"Mr. Bo Lian, if you don't want to be reincarnated, your destiny in the world will be rewritten, and even your destiny will be messed up. The price of it..."

"so what?"

The King of Hell was helpless and could not treat Bo Lian as an ordinary ghost, so he had to let him live in the Palace of the King of Hell.

Every year, the King of Hell would come to persuade Bo Lian to let him reincarnate as soon as possible so that his fortune could return to the right track. However, Bo Lian did not agree.

He painted a lot of rabbits, as well as a boy with a jade crown who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Zhuang Qing knew that what he painted was Fu Li, the lifelike rabbit was Fu Li, and the vivid boy was also Fu Li. Every painting on it was full of longing and love. This human being named Bolian has a love for Fu Li. He couldn't help turning his head to look at Fu Li, does Fu Li know

Ten years have passed, and Bolian has not been reincarnated.

Twenty years have passed, and forty years have passed, and the King of Hell gradually stopped persuading him, but he sighed beside him: "Mr. Bo Lian, your destiny has been destroyed, and the underworld can no longer control your destiny. When you are reincarnated, Only self-seeking happiness."

Bo Lian remained silent. On the silk, he sketched the appearance of the jade-crowned youth sitting on a tree. The young man smiled and his brows and eyes shone like two little suns.

Eighty years later, no one persuaded Bolian to be reincarnated again, but he heard news about Wuying Mountain from the mouth of the ghost. This was the first time he had heard about the mountain since his death.

"It's a pity that the monsters in Wuying Mountain were all buried in the hands of Qinglong in order to stop Qinglong from doing evil, and even the mountain was destroyed by Qinglong."

"The demons on Wuying Mountain... are all dead?"

"Yeah, all of them died, and none of them survived. The thunder struck, and most of the mountain was gone."

The person he thinks and loves has died, but he can't even see the soul of the other party, because humans and demons are destined to have different paths.

Bolian burned all the paintings, and the people in the underworld said he was crazy.

"If you and I are both demons, if you and I are not demons..."

On the Naihe Bridge, Bo Lian put on a clean and tidy brocade robe and walked in front of Madam Meng.

"Young master has figured it out clearly, if you are reincarnated at this time, you may be displaced and have a hard life..."

Bo Lian shook his head, took the soup bowl from Granny Meng's hand, raised his head and drank it, a line of blood and tears fell into the colorless and tasteless soup, dyeing the bowl of soup with color.

"Stepping into the cycle of reincarnation, past and present life are different paths."

The brocade man jumped into the reincarnation pool in a daze, and didn't look back until his soul disappeared in the pool.

When the retrospective mirror was about to continue, the body of the mirror suddenly began to tremble violently, as if unable to admit the powerful spiritual power. The picture floating in the courtyard changed, vaguely resembling a majestic palace, but this picture only appeared for a moment, retrospectively. The mirror loses its effect, and the picture disappears completely.

Seeing the picture disappear, Feng Ruizhong not only was not disappointed, but secretly relieved. It is really inappropriate for Xiaoli's current lover to see how a certain human in the past likes Xiaoli. He threw the retrospective mirror to Bai Ze, and laughed dryly, "I didn't expect that Bolian would have such thoughts about Xiaoli. At that time, Fu Li was a half-old child."

The atmosphere was a bit weird, and Fu Li peeked at Zhuang Qing, feeling a little guilty for some reason. Obviously he didn't do anything bad, but at this time, he still didn't dare to look directly at Zhuang Qing.

"That Bo Lian, what was his later reincarnation?" Zhuang Qing took Fu Li's hand and turned to look at Bai Ze, trying to find the answer in him.

Bai Ze shook his head: "He ruined his destiny, I don't know."

"Uncle Bai doesn't know either?" Zhuang Qing's expression was a little too calm.

Bai Ze met his gaze, and felt that Zhuang Qing had guessed the fact that his strength was greatly damaged. He shook his head with a wry smile: "Yes, I don't know either."

"Since he has been reincarnated, it doesn't really matter who he is later." Fu Li said seriously, "He has forgotten me, isn't that great?"

Those evil people said it well, stepping on the cycle of reincarnation, past and present life is a different way, why bother to pursue a certain result. He did not know how much suffering Bo Lian suffered after his reincarnation, and he could not change it any longer. The passage of time can never turn back, and Bolian doesn't know how many lives he has reincarnated. He has merit and purple energy in his body. Even if his life chart is destroyed, he will eventually turn his life around and become a hegemon.

He saved Bolian because the other party had the energy of merit and virtue, and he didn't want such a human being to die in the wilderness. Later on the foggy shadow mountain, he and Bo Lian got along very happily. He gave Bo Lian a lot of books and cured him, and Bo Lian also accompanied him for a happy time, so there was no such thing as a relationship between them. who owes whom.

He just didn't know that Bolian had such thoughts towards him.

"Aren't you going to work?" Kang Gu changed the subject, "Why did you come back?"

"You and Uncle Bai haven't registered in the Yaomeng yet. When I came back with Zhuang Xiaolong, I planned to take you to the Yaomeng first." Fu Li said, "With the Human World Identity Pass, it will be easier to walk in the Human World in the future."

"No hurry, no hurry, it's the same again in two days." Encountering such an embarrassment, Bai Ze was embarrassed to go out with the two juniors at the moment.

"Alright then, Zhuang Qing and I will go to work first." Fu Li pulled Zhuang Qing's sleeve, "Let's go."

Zhuang Qing silently followed behind Fu Li. When he walked to the door, he looked back at the three elders, who all responded with the kindest smiles.

When the two juniors left, Kang Gu almost didn't roll up his sleeves and beat Feng Ruizhong: "Look at it, you have to watch it, what should I do if Zhuang Qing sees these things, and I have a conflict with Xiaoli?"

"You weren't too curious when I said to watch it. You're blaming me now, so shameless?" Not to be outdone, Feng Ruizhong quarreled with Kang Gu.

Bai Ze sat next to him silently, and after the two demons were almost quarreling, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Go ahead, I think you have learned a lot of new cursing words in the human world, and I haven't heard enough."

Kang Gu: "… "

Feng Ruizhong: "..."

"Having lived for such a long time, have you lived on a dog?" Bai Ze put away the retrospective mirror and patted it on the stone table. The table was torn apart instantly, and the marbles rolled to the ground.

"As soon as I survived under the eyes of Tiandao, I forgot who I am. If you think your life is too comfortable, go to the side to toss yourself, don't hurt Xiaoli!"

Kang Gu and Feng Ruizhong didn't dare to speak. After Bai Ze left with a sullen face, Feng Ruizhong whispered, "Isn't the retrospective mirror his, if he doesn't agree, can I use this mirror?"

"Just shut up and say a few words less." Kang Gu took out the Qiankun bag, "I don't know if Xiaozhuang is not interested in the magic pills, why don't we let Xiaoli take it to him and make him happy? "

"Is Xiaozhuang the kind of demon who stays with Xiaoli for the sake of magic weapons, pills and other common things?" Feng Ruizhong was not angry.

"Although he is not rare, it is always a pleasure to send things between partners."

"Then... try?"

Inside the car, Fu Li peeked at Zhuang Qing several times while sitting in the co-pilot, but Zhuang Qing did not respond. When waiting for the traffic light, Zhuang Qing unscrewed a bottle of milk and handed it to Fu Li. Fu Li drank it obediently. He usually thinks that milk is not good to drink, but he is very cooperative today.

"Zhuang Xiaolong, are you mad at me?"

"It's someone who likes you, but it's not that you like someone else, why am I angry?" Zhuang Qing tapped a few fingers on the steering wheel, and was very dissatisfied with the traffic situation in Kyoto. It took more than 90 seconds to wait for a traffic light, and there was still a traffic jam. I can't.

"real?"

"Do you want me to show evidence that I'm not angry?" Zhuang Qing tilted her head to look at him and raised the corners of her mouth, "Huh?!"

Fu Li shook his head: "No no."

"That's it." Zhuang Qing said, "Put the empty baby bottle in the storage box."

"Oh." Fu Li obediently put the bottle away, seeing Zhuang Qing still expressionless, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I don't have any ambiguity about Bo Lian at all. Demon, his name is Zhuang Qing. As for Bo Lian Bo Fu, he is definitely just an ordinary friend and has no other meaning at all."

"Not at all?" With ten seconds remaining in the countdown to the traffic light, Zhuang Qing was in a good mood.

"Absolutely not. In my heart, how can Bolian compare with you, you are absolutely the best!" Fu Li swears to the sky, he finally understands why the male protagonist likes to swear so much in human TV series, because he is coaxing his lover , nothing beats this trick.

"He has waited for you for so many years, and even ruined his life chart, you are not touched at all?"

"Yes, yes, but..."

"Um?!"

"No, no, I already have you, how can I be touched by other people, really, you believe me."

The car started again, Zhuang Qing's luxury car shuttled in the traffic, listening to Fu Li's various oaths, the blood and tears Mengpo soup that Bolian drank that night appeared in his mind. A human being, for the sake of Fu Li, gave up the emperor's destiny, gave up a comfortable life, and even shed blood and tears in the state of soul, what kind of feeling is this

Does he have any influence on Fu Li Dangzhen at all

"You are the most handsome in my heart, every look makes me intoxicated..."

"Okay." Zhuang Qing interrupted Fu Li's words, "Don't memorize such bad street lyrics."

"My words are still different from the lyrics..."

Zhuang Qing glared at him, and he didn't dare to speak.

The car drove into the management office. Zhuang Qing saw Fu Li following him with his head down. After a while, he sighed and reached out to grab his wrist: "Look at the steps while walking, don't look around."

"Mmmm." Fu Lihui took Zhuang Qing's hand, "You're here, so I'm relieved."

"Fu Li, your mouth is so sweet, who did you learn it from?"

"It's not because the mouth is sweet, but because it comes from the heart." Fu Li pointed at his eyes, "Look at my sincere eyes."

Seeing how he was trying his best to open his eyes, Zhuang Qing smiled.

No matter who he is, someone who has died should not be a roadblock in his relationship with Fu Li. Anyway, it was him who walked with Fu Li, he was recognized by the elders of Fu Li, and it was him who could be with Fu Li forever.

In this emotional battle, he, the latecomer, won.

Qian Luguo is a backpacker and a photographer. He has been to many places, took many beautiful photos, and even won international awards.

This time, he took a map he bought from the local area and entered a deep mountain where there were said to be savages. It's a pity that he stayed in the mountains for several days and did not take any valuable photos. On the day he was about to leave, he picked up the binoculars and glanced at random, and found a snow-white figure in the jungle, like... like a white orangutan walking upright. It's just that this orangutan is extraordinarily tall, and the hair on his body is strangely white, which makes him inexplicably think of the legend of the savage.

Is it to escape, or to catch up to take pictures

Qian Luguo only hesitated for a second, then ran after him, but when he chased the place where the white ape appeared, there was nothing there, not even a single white hair. He didn't give up looking around, but there were no traces of animals passing by.

Could it be that he was blindsided

Suddenly, there was the sound of dead branches stepping off behind him, which made him turn around immediately, but saw a tall man standing not far away. .

Looking at the camera hanging on the other side's neck, Qian Luguo breathed a sigh of relief: "You also came to the mountains to take pictures of savages?"

"Savage?" The tall man was stunned for a moment, then he held the camera and said, "Yeah, I searched for a long time in the mountains, but I didn't see any savages."

"It seems that this is just a rumor." Qian Luguo smiled bitterly, "I'm going to go down the mountain today. The weather forecast says that there may be heavy snowfall tonight, and staying here will be dangerous."

"I'll go down the mountain with you."

Hearing that the man went down the mountain with him, Qian Luguo felt even more relieved. He went out with him in an upright manner, at least proving that the man who suddenly appeared was not a monster in the mountain.

The man doesn't talk much, but what he says is very reasonable, and it can be seen that he is a very knowledgeable person. When parting from him, Qian Luguo was still a little reluctant to give up his mobile phone number.

"Are you really going to Kyoto to join your nephew?" Qian Luguo was a little worried, and now some children don't care about themselves, let alone their nephew. This man went to defect to his nephew, and he didn't know if he would be welcomed.

"Yes, I came out to find him."

Qian Luguo looked at the back of the other party, and sighed softly, hoping that the nephew who was brought up by his own hands in the other party's mouth would still remember this affection.

The author has something to say: Tragic notice: At this moment, Fu Li still doesn't know that he is about to be covered in blood by the oaths he made in front of Zhuang Qing.