Wang Lin looked at the cold woman, his eyes fell on the baby wrapped in quilt in her arms, there was silence for a while, and he nodded.
The woman's expression was still indifferent, her eyes were as if the cold wind was whistling, she looked at Wang Lin, as if she was looking at the world behind Wang Lin.
"The name of the gentleman is so impressive on the star of Suzaku, even if I am in the distant snowy area, I have heard of it. The gentleman is a contemporary great scholar, who has solved the confusion of many monks, felt the world, and pointed the way astray. Come here today, the old man is for this Child." The woman looked down at the sleeping baby in her arms, her cold eyes showing a softness.
"Mr. said that he sees through the world, understands the cycle of cause and effect, is indifferent to life and death, and walks between reality and illusion. Can this child point out a clear path that belongs to her." The woman's voice was slightly cold, and she looked at the baby in her arms. , Quietly speaking.
"When this child was born, both parents died. The old man happened to see her in the snow. At that time, she was already stiff and dying. The old man took pity, but after looking closely, he found that the child is so talented that he lives for the old man. I saw that she was born with the aura of the five elements in her body. If she can survive, it must be the scorching sun of my Vermilion Star!
It's just that her hits were bumpy, and the old body was good at calculating and calculating. It was calculated that this son had a catastrophe. This calamity was revealed at her birth. Since the old body encountered it, it turned into the calamity and became the person who helped her through the calamity.
The more she grows, the more the life and death catastrophe will come. The old body is limited in cultivation, so she can only limit her growth with supernatural powers, and always stay in the shape of a baby.
Hearing that Mr. is talented, I want to seek help from Mr.... "The woman's voice was cold and she spoke softly.
At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed across the rain curtain of the sky and the earth, and then, the thunder and thunder shook the sky. As the sky and the earth were reverberating, perhaps the thunder was so loud that the baby was taken out of sleep under the roar. Woke up, opened his eyes without any impurities, and wept.
After the thunder, the baby's cry was still circling.
"Let me hold it." Wang Lin looked at the baby and said softly.
The woman was silent for a while, stepped forward and handed the baby in her arms to Wang Lin. Wang Lin gently took it, hugged it in her arms, lowered her head and looked at the crying baby.
This is a baby girl, even though she is crying, she looks quite cute, very delicate, and there is a red dot on the center of her eyebrows, as if she is touching the soul of the baby girl.
Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes and wet the quilt next to him.
It's strange to say that the baby girl cried loudly in the woman's arms after she woke up, but when she was in Wang Lin's arms, she slowly stopped her tears. Her innocent eyes opened wide, looking at Wang Lin. .
Wang Lin's old face slowly revealed a smile, and when his right hand was scratched on the baby girl's nose, the baby girl immediately laughed happily.
"What's her name?" Wang Lin asked softly.
"Her parents died early, and the elderly don't know... These years, I haven't named her, so it's better to give her a name from my husband." The woman was silent, and shook her head after a moment, her voice still a little cold.
Wang Lin looked at the baby girl who was smiling at him with a very happy expression. She faintly felt a familiar trace on the child's body. After a long time, Wang Lin raised her head and looked at the world in the rain.
Under the rain, the trees in the distance were covered, and a colorful butterfly was faintly visible, under the trees and leaves, sheltering from the wind.
If the wings of a butterfly are wet by rain, it cannot fly.
If the body of a butterfly is blown by a strong wind, it is like a hurricane.
Looking at the butterfly under the tree-shaded leaves, Wang Lin showed Mingwu in his eyes. He looked at the butterfly silently for a long time.
"Just call the red butterfly... The butterfly in the rain, with its delicate red awns, completes its lonely and beautiful life."
Wang Lin's voice was soft, and his expression revealed inexplicable thoughts. He lowered his head and took a deep look at the baby girl in his arms. The baby girl seemed to understand Wang Lin's words and laughed more.
"Wang does not understand magical powers, and how to make this child avoid the catastrophe of life and death. I have seen one thing in my dream and I drew it for you. If you can thoroughly understand her life and death, you can explain her life and death." Wang Lin sighed lightly. After handing the baby girl in his arms to the snowy girl, he raised his right hand to stick to the rain. On the stone table in the pavilion, with his eyes closed, he drew a complicated pattern in a stroke as if he were reminiscing.
This pattern is a formation. This formation is extremely profound. It fell in the eyes of the snowy woman, moving her face, and remembering it carefully.
After a long time, Wang Lin opened his eyes after finishing the last stroke.
"After you understand this, take a strand of blue silk from this baby girl and put it inside..." Wang Lin looked complicated, and looked up at the sky where the dark clouds were slightly dissipating.
Slowly, in the wind, the patterns on the pavilion and stone tables gradually dissipated, and I couldn’t see clearly. The woman from the snowy area closed her eyes and was silent for a while, bowed deeply to Wang Lin, turned around and hugged the baby girl, and walked towards the rain. .
Without looking at the back of the woman leaving, Wang Lin stood in the pavilion in a daze, watching the rain outside gradually decrease, and there was confusion in his eyes.
"Causality... Is this cause and effect true, past and present... or false, it's me who will achieve Consummation by myself..." Wang Lin didn't understand, outside the pavilion, the rain finally stopped, and a faint rainbow appeared in the sky.
The butterfly that sheltered from the rain under the tree-shaded leaves also flapped its wings and flew up, flying in Wang Lin's eyes, and gradually flew into the distance.
With a light sigh, Wang Lin walked out of the pavilion, and walked towards the distance, towards the direction of the sea, step by step.
In the fifteenth year after leaving the State of Zhao, Wang Lin traveled around the continent where he was, and came to the sea. He sat on a merchant ship between the two continents and went to the other side of the sea, the world there.
The sea is boundless, the waves are magnificent, and there are more wind and waves, rolling up the sea, undulating merchant ships, standing on the ship, smelling the sea breeze, Wang Lin’s white hair is fluttering, the sea breeze blows through the folds on his face, but Can't take away the traces of that time.
The sun, the moon, and the stars in the sea have a different taste. This is Wang Lin's first time out to sea, but he did not feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, he looked at the sea with a breath of breath running through his body.
In the sky on the sea, a group of seabirds whirled, facing the blazing sun, covering the entire sea.
One month, two months, three months... Until five months later, this merchant ship completely entered the endless ocean, blown by the wind and waves, and listened to the unique ballads of the sailors going out to the sea, Wang Lin’s There was an open smile on his face.
On the sixth day of the morning, where the sea, water and sky were connected, when the sun rose in the sea and the golden light was in the sky, Wang Lin was awakened by a cry of surprise from his sleep. He walked out of the room and took a look. When I saw it, I saw the sailors on the boat who had been with him for half a year, kneeling there, worshipping towards the east.
Following the direction, Wang Lin turned around and saw that his body was suddenly shaken.
He saw an illusory picture suddenly appeared on the eastern sea in a haze.
In that picture, there is a volcanic crater. The volcano is erupting. In the shaking of the mountain, two huge cracks entangled like dragons and snakes appeared, like a mark.
The endless magma sprayed, and billowing black smoke covered the sky in the picture.
There was no sound, only pictures, the scenes of the eruption of the volcano, all the people in this ship bowed to their knees.
From a distance, the illusory picture is connected with the heaven and the earth, and while being extremely real, it also gives people a kind of hazy interlacing, which makes people unable to distinguish between true and false.
Wang Lin looked at the illusory world blankly, with a roar in his mind.
"True and false... true and false... It was said in the book that there is a spirit in the sea, called a mirage, whose breath turns into a fantasy, like a fairyland... This scene... This scene... Is it true or false... It is true existence and somewhere in the world, It still came out completely illusory."
"Sea Ling's anger... Hailing's anger..." trembling came from the kneeling mortals around them. They trembled when they saw this incomprehensible scene. This is not the first time they have seen it, but this Seen in a lifetime, but not much.
In ancient legends, whenever you see an illusory image when you go out to sea, the sea spirit is angry and must punish the living beings who live in the sea...
In Wang Lin's sluggishness, under his intent, he did not see the mortals around him. After kneeling and worshiping, he took out a large amount of goods and threw them down to the sea, trying to sacrifice to Hailing, letting Hailing dissipate his anger.
"This should be fake. It is not real, but completely illusory. In this world, it is impossible for this kind of thing to happen. This scene is not something that really happened somewhere in the world...
This should be a certain immortal cultivator who is cultivating on the endless seabed due to his immortal technique! "Wang Lin murmured, he clearly understood many truths of the world, but what he saw right now was beyond his imagination.
"Fake... It's a fake..." Wang Lin took a deep breath and was muttering. Suddenly his voice stopped abruptly, his eyes widened suddenly, and he was stunned there. Unconsciously raised his right hand and pointed at the sea in the distance. Unreliable volcano, his expression revealed an unbelievable color.
"This... She..."
I saw in the illusory picture world, in the dark clouds of the volcanic eruption, a woman appeared. This woman was dressed in white. Although she was not absolutely beautiful, she was beautiful with gentleness and long hair. Dancing together in those clothes, a breath of dust permeated, and it looked like a fairy!
The woman walked out of the black cloud, raised her hand and pointed her finger downward. The erupting volcano immediately shook, and there was a faint sign of extinguishing.
The moment he saw this woman, Wang Lin seemed to have lost all his strength. He was completely stunned, and an indescribable sadness emerged throughout his body, sweeping him like a storm and drowning him. Xing tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
"It's her..." Wang Lin's body was already old, but at the moment it was even older. He leaned against the ship wall behind him, looking at the illusory world, the woman in white, with an eternal look.