The first life is Tianjiao, the second life is the most powerful, the third life is bloody and murderous, and the fourth life is down for half a lifetime.
With the death of the fourth life, as his soul flew out, the fourth mark of the nine forbiddens gradually shone and condensed.
At the moment of stepping into reincarnation, the fifth life begins.
At this moment, Meng Hao's deity is still sitting cross-legged on the huge flower and leaves, waiting for it to bloom.
As for the road to transcendence, Yan'er was still gritting her teeth. After the third calamity, her cultivation was even more difficult at times, and she walked towards the fourth calamity. She told herself that she must persevere because at the time. From the people in the sect who had returned from the road of transcendence, she already knew that Master... was in the position of the fifth calamity.
It's getting closer and closer to her.
"Master, Yan'er will definitely find you." The persistence in Yan'er's eyes became stronger, she took a deep breath and moved forward again.
In the fifth life, in a county on the Fifth Continent, this winter, when the snow fell, a baby was born in a family, but the birth of the child did not bring joy to the family. It's silence.
Soon after, a young man walked out of the house with a baby in his bitterness and threw it on the street...
"It's not that parents don't want you, but you..." the young man murmured, turning and leaving.
The baby was abandoned because of his disability. From the time he was born, his tongue was short... He hasn't been able to speak in his whole life, and there are birthmarks on his face, which looks very ugly and even scary.
In that cold winter, the baby's hoarse cry reverberated, and a middle-aged man, wearing a quilt and a hat, came to the baby after hearing the cry.
Looking down, he sighed, picked up the baby, and returned to his home. It was a small house. It was not warm in winter, and there was even a hint of cold life here. , Seems to exist all year round.
Faintly, you can also see a frozen corpse... It seems to be used for research.
This middle-aged man is a work in this county.
"I have been abandoned since I was a child, I can't speak, and I am ugly, just call you a little dumb." The middle-aged man looked at the baby, smiled, and removed him from his pocket. There was a scar on his forehead that penetrated. His face made him look a little hideous, and his smile was terrible, but his eyes were soft.
The little mute has grown up, and gradually grows in this terrible daddy's rice soup, but it seems that the winter cold when he was a child has penetrated into the bones. He is very thin and afraid of the cold. You can blow him down.
Xu Ye has often dealt with corpses along with Wo Zuo's father since she was a child. In this county, as long as there is a homicide, the corpse will be examined by Wo. Gradually, the little dumb also learns.
"Little mute, remember that such wounds are often caused by being pierced by someone..."
"Look, this is clearly poisoned."
"Little mute, open this place to see if there are some white bugs inside, and be careful not to touch those bugs."
"Little mute, look at this person. The head and the body are separated. Who has such great strength? Even a warrior can't do it so cleanly. This is the immortal wound. He somehow attacked the immortal. "
In this time of preaching and deeds, the little mute was afraid from the beginning until he was familiar with them. In the end, facing these corpses, even if he was only a teenager, he did not have any fear. Even in his home, he often saw it. Lao Wuzuo secretly backed the corpse, and dissected it there.
And the old Wu Zuo's body is getting worse and worse. Gradually, it is not he who is taking care of the little dumb, but the little dumb.
Until a few years later, when the old man was dim and unable to continue his work, at his recommendation, the little mute became a new man in this county.
Although the little mute is an adult, he is still too thin and weak. If he is not opened, the birthmark on his face is getting bigger and bigger, making him look ugly, he is still a dumb, and after dealing with corpses these years, he usually looks It was very cold, which made no daughter of any family willing to marry him.
In this regard, the little mute doesn't mind, his father is the same as never married.
He is very serious and hardworking for this job, and he seems to have a unique talent in this aspect. After taking over, in the following ten years, he gradually became the first job in the county, even many times. Seconded out by other counties.
And under his care, although Lao Yuzuo's health is getting worse and worse, he still has the warmth of his children in his later years. As long as the little dumb is at home, he talks about it, and the little dumb is always smiling and quiet. Listen.
He can't speak, but he knows some good words. When examining the corpse, he substitutes words for his mouth.
A few years later, when Xiaoyao was here, even in the capital, he knew it, and when he came to invite him from time to time, Laoyao returned to the ruins. He died peacefully and without pain. The little mute shed tears to send him his death. Leaving this county seat, went to the capital.
Year after year, year after year, in a blink of an eye, the little mute has half a hundred, but his fame has spread throughout the dynasty, but as long as he takes a look at a corpse, he can immediately see what happened, even if he has been dead for a long time. The same is true of the bones.
This kind of understanding of the corpse has already reached an incomprehensible level, and he became a master in the works of the entire dynasty.
But wuzuo, wuzuo, has always been humble, even if he reached the peak like this, he still can't be on the stage, and can only be respected in his own field.
In this regard, the little mute has no dissatisfaction or grievances, he is just a mute, he can't speak, in his later years, he returned to the county seat and began a written record.
He compiled a book on all the corpses he had seen in his life, all the experiences and judgments he had summed up, and then in the winter of this year, he looked at the snowflakes outside the window, and he remembered what Lao Yazuo said to himself before his death. if.
I told myself that I was the baby he picked up in this county in the winter of that year.
In the silence, the eyes of the little mute gradually dimmed, and his life is running out. He has been afraid of cold since he was a child. In the winter of this year, he felt that he had no body temperature, just like those corpses.
He knew that he could not last long, so on this night, he walked out of the house, facing the wind and snow, and came to the place where Lao Wu Zuo told him before his death and picked him up.
Looking at this place, the little mute sighed in his heart, sat there silently, and lay down. He opened his eyes and looked at the sky, letting the cold drown himself, and letting the snowflakes fall on his face, it didn't seem to melt.
How come, how do I go, even if I haven’t said a word from my mouth in my life...
Gradually, he smiled, and his smile became eternal...
The fifth life is over. Compared to the previous fourth life, it is very flat. It does not have the glory of the first life, the power of the second life, and the blood of the third life. Even the ups and downs of the fourth life are lacking.
Some are just plain and plain, and they are satisfied in their own field.
His soul gradually rose, as if it had merged with the winter wind and snow. In that wind and snow, the fifth mark in this ray of soul became bright.
With the reincarnation again, the sixth life... began.
With the opening of the sixth life, Yan'er is trembling in the road of transcendence. She has been here for hundreds of years. Now, with the help of the Mastiff, she has reached the fourth calamity.
Her cultivation level is also on this detachment road, constantly climbing, with the realization, now has reached the level of the Taoist, this fourth kalpa's detachment road is even more difficult for her.
Step by step, she walked for a long, long time, and finally she reached the end of the fourth calamity and came to the fifth calamity.
Here, her body trembled, her eyes showed a strong light, and she finally saw her master...
It is a seated skeleton that has been sitting cross-legged here for hundreds of years...
In spite of the dust, but that, that look, everything, made Yan'er's heart tremble here, and made her kneel down silently.
"Master." Yan'er tears down, her voice hoarse, looking at the corpse, even if hundreds of years have passed, the figure of Master is still in her memory as before.
She can't forget, and can't forget.
This is her obsession, so she walks on the boundless stage, she walks on the path of detachment, all the causes and effects are because her master is here, she wants to see in person, why the master has fallen.
At this moment, she saw the corpse, but she couldn't walk through it. It was the fifth kalpa. As long as she stepped out, her body and spirit would be destroyed immediately. She could only stare for a long time with tears separated by one step. For a long time, she suddenly There was a strange glow in his eyes.
"No..." Yan'er's body trembled, she carefully looked at Meng Hao's eyebrows, and after a while she suddenly gritted her teeth, suddenly raised her right hand, and pressed directly toward Meng Hao's eyebrows.
The moment she pressed it, the moment her hand went deep into the Fifth Calamity, the force of coercion burst out, and her arm instantly became a blood mist, but at the same time she collapsed, she already pressed Meng Hao’s eyebrows. .
During the roar, Yaner's blood spurted out, her body staggered back, and her right hand was broken in half, but she didn't care. She was breathing fast. Looking at Master's body, she discovered a secret that outsiders could not discover.
"Master’s eyebrows are cracked, it’s clearly the Tao of reincarnation. This method... He once taught me, and his soul... doesn’t seem to dissipate naturally. Maybe others’ judgments are different from mine, but I’m his disciple. The feeling tells me, Master... is not dead!"
"But if he is not dead, then why the soul fire will go out... Unless..." Yan'er is no longer the girl back then, her cleverness, and understanding of Meng Hao made her guess the truth right here, but she Don't want to think about it.
In the silence, Yan'er suddenly showed a sharp light in her eyes, and she took a deep breath, her eyes more persistent.
"Master... Even if you are in reincarnation, the disciples will find you among the masses of beings..." Yan'er stood up, her right arm slowly re-grown under the healing pill, she took a deep breath After taking a deep look at Meng Hao’s body, she turned and took the mastiff and walked towards the exit of the road of transcendence. She wants to leave this road of transcendence. She is going to the vast star, among the nine continents, to look for her. Master.
She understands the Tao of Reincarnation, and from the clues in these surroundings, she sees the direction of Meng Hao's reincarnation, which is the vast star.