When can I catch the person in front of me
This question is difficult to answer.
Seeing that the other party did not answer, he was silent for a long time, as if to cheer himself up, took a deep breath, then raised his eyes to meet the other party's gaze, and asked softly: Because I am also a member of the vast majority of living beings, so you can definitely save me, right
He didn't know what he was so nervous about.
The hands hanging by his sides were shaking uncontrollably.
It's natural, I won't give up on anyone.
He couldn't help but frown when he heard the affirmative answer.
Seeing his reaction, the figure seemed to sigh softly, stretched out the hand that was emitting soft light, and gently stroked his chest. The fine pain rooted in his chest was soothed by a majestic and vast vitality, and his body was greedily absorbing this power, as if the long-dry land was moistened by rain.
He watched the bloodstain on his chest disappear completely.
Before the other person disappears, I hurriedly ask: Who are you
The other party smiled and said: You know who I am.
He was confused.
Do you know who the other person is
He wanted to ask more questions, but for some reason, his lips were tightly glued together and he couldn't utter a word. He could only watch the giant glowing figure shrink until it turned into a point of light and disappeared completely. Then, he suddenly stepped on empty air and his body fell uncontrollably, and the speed of his fall became faster and faster.
Buzz—
The whole world was silent for a moment.
He suddenly opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was Thirteen's enlarged face. Thirteen was also frightened by him and let out a strange cry.
"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!"
He stood up with his hands, blinking blankly.
"What's wrong with me?"
The white-haired old man heard the noise and rushed over, his eyes excited. He looked up and felt that the teacher seemed haggard and much older. He blinked, raised his hand to touch his heart, and his eyes were a little confused: "Teacher - Ah Yan's heart hurts so much!"
The white-haired old man stroked his forehead, which was still covered with sweat.
He murmured, "It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up."
I didn't ask him why there was a sudden piercing wound on his chest, nor did I ask him what he experienced in his dream. I was just glad that he could wake up. Fourth Uncle Lin and Thirteen's Sixth Brother also came over one after another. The latter looked particularly ugly, as if he hadn't slept for several days.
"Uncle Lin, Brother Fang, are you both awake?"
Fourth Uncle Lin strode forward and patted him on the shoulder: "You were suddenly injured and unconscious for nine days. How could you let us sleep?"
"Unconscious for... nine days?"
Uncle Lin still has lingering feelings when he thinks of the scene that day.
He almost directed his suspicion to Thirteen, after all, only Thirteen could penetrate Shaobai's heart when he was completely defenseless, but after checking the injury, Thirteen was cleared of suspicion. This wound was a sword wound, and it had to be a rapier.
It was obviously not Thirteen who suddenly lost control and did this. Thirteen's condition was stable and he had to rely on Shaobai's daily Gu to maintain it. It was impossible for Fang to do such a dirty trick. It couldn't be me or the old man. This almost became a headless case...
Fortunately, Shaobai woke up.
Uncle Lin asked hurriedly: "Shaobai, who hurt you?"
Shao Bai blinked blankly: "No one."
How could Fourth Uncle Lin believe it? "No one?"
Shao Bai nodded, pointed to his chest and said, "It suddenly hurt here, and then a lot of blood flowed."
Fourth Uncle Lin felt like his brain was going to burn out: "No one hurt you, how did you get hurt? Did you see a ghost?"
Shaobai sat on the sickbed, becoming more and more confused.
Since Shaobai was only six years old, he couldn't ask complicated questions, so Uncle Lin could only stop the investigation and get new medicine for him. While removing the old bandage, he kept muttering, "You Gongxi people are really unreasonable. You can survive after being stabbed in the heart. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably have drunk Meng Po soup."
The old man said, "He is the high priest after all."
Uncle Lin asked, "What happened to the high priest?"
Can the high priest of the Gongxi tribe fool the King of Hell
The old man said calmly, "The chief priest of the Gongxi tribe can communicate with gods. As a messenger serving the gods, bathed in divine light, he is naturally different from ordinary mortals. Rather than being a human, it is better to say that he is a 'half-human'. Will a tree die if it is stabbed with a knife?"
Uncle Lin was hearing about this for the first time. He looked at Shao Bai who looked innocent and said, "Bathing in divine light? The Gongxi tribe is talking about something mysterious and it seems like that's the truth. According to you, what kind of person is Shao Bai now? A tree man? Or a vegetable man?"
The old man did not respond to Fourth Uncle Lin's words, and continued: "Even if there is no such reason, Shaobai still has one of the most precious Gu insects of the Gongxi tribe, which has strong vitality and is unmatched by ordinary people."
With all kinds of buffs filled up, it is not easy to die.
However, this inexplicable injury also made him alert.
Shaobai needs to grow up as quickly as possible, otherwise if he is stabbed in the heart again, he may not be able to survive with his current abilities.
At this time, Fourth Uncle Lin cried out in surprise, and everyone looked over and saw that there was no scar on Shao Bai's chest, only a complex group of lines. Fourth Uncle Lin was very familiar with this pattern, which was the clan pattern of the Gongxi tribe and was also found on Shao Bai's shoulder blade.
It cannot be seen at ordinary times. It will only appear when the literary/martial energy of the Danfu is activated. This detail on Shaobai's chest is slightly different.
"Is the one on your back running to your heart?"
Check Shaobai's shoulder blade and you will see the clan pattern there.
The old man said, "It's a good thing after all."
Fourth Uncle Lin: “…”
Why doesn’t he believe it
Since the wounds were gone, there was no need to apply medicine. Fourth Uncle Lin cooked a large pot of blood-replenishing medicine for Shao Bai and watched him drink it all. He also collected the dirty old bandages, washed them clean, and boiled them so that they could be used next time.
While I was drying the old bandages, an old man came out leaning on a cane.
Fourth Uncle Lin asked, "Are you still going to hide this from Shaobai?"
Although the old man was very old before, he could walk very fast without a cane. But now he can only walk a few steps without a cane. Even if he tried his best to hide it, he still couldn't hide the smell of old age and decay. He won't live long.
It's just that children have little wisdom and can't notice it.
"When he should know, he will know."
Upon hearing this, Fourth Uncle Lin curled the corners of his mouth in sneer.
The three of them had been together for several years, and Uncle Lin gradually figured out the old man's identity. He knew that this amiable old man in front of Shao Bai had been in the officialdom for decades and was ruthless in his actions. He helped Xin State to destroy dozens of small countries around it.
It is said that in order not to leave a weak spot to the outside world, he never married, had no children, and devoted himself to assisting Zuo Xinguo.
The outside world's evaluation is that he is a lonely and emotionless minister.
It is the sharpest killing knife in the hands of the King of Xin State.
He has done everything from destroying nations to massacring cities and eradicating the roots of the enemy.
But now he was willing to burn his remaining life for a child of the same clan. Such selflessness really made Uncle Lin dumbfounded. However, Uncle Lin did not believe that the old man suddenly changed his nature in his old age and indulged in playing with his grandchildren.
There must be some calculation behind his kindness to Shaobai!
The old man did not miss the sarcasm on Uncle Lin's lips, and said calmly: "After the Gongxi tribe was exterminated, I received the news and rushed back. When I was sorting out the tribe's belongings, I found a secret scroll in the dark room of the old priest's room..."
Uncle Lin pricked up his ears secretly: "Secret scroll?"
The old man said: "This secret scroll is related to Shao Bai."
Fourth Uncle Lin's eyes were full of the curiosity of a spectator.
The old man did not keep the secret and continued, "When the Gongxi tribe members are six years old, they are sent to the tribe's altar to test their qualifications. Shaobai is no exception. However, as soon as he entered the altar, the old priest received an oracle."
Uncle Lin: "Oracle? Are there really gods in this world?"
The old man said indifferently: "If you believe it, it exists. If you don't believe it, it doesn't exist."
"What did the oracle write?"
The old man said, "The oracle said that the gods will descend upon the world in the near future, and by then - the world will be settled. Shaobai will go to that person as a messenger of the gods to assist her!"
Uncle Lin taunted, "A god saving the world?"
He is an unbeliever.
He said: "The only ones who can save sentient beings are sentient beings themselves."
If there really were gods in the world, why would there be so much misery and despair, and why would all living beings perish? He scoffed at this.
The old man was not displeased by Uncle Lin's words: "I used to have the same idea as you. I couldn't stand the Gongxi tribe having treasures but living in seclusion, and I couldn't stand the gods worshipped by the tribe enjoying incense but being ignored. However, after accidentally seeing the secret scroll, I had other ideas. Although the Gongxi tribe is a reclusive tribe, they came from the mortal world after all, and they always miss the mortal world. The old priest once asked the gods for advice..."
The old man and Jimo Can were not the only ones who had doubts about the god. It was only after reading many tribal documents that the old man realized that the god had a lot of ideas and the high priests she selected all had their own personalities. However, the old man and Jimo Can chose to run away and realize their ambitions in their own way. The other high priests could not abandon their tribesmen and families, so they chose to close their eyes and ignore everything.
Only the old priest was an honest man, and he asked God directly.
God’s answer was the same as Uncle Lin’s.
The karma of the mortal world is a vast sea of suffering, and all living beings are up and down. Only the people themselves can be saved, praying to God is useless.
God can only give sentient beings a little spiritual comfort - believe it or not, believe it or not, forget it! After seeing the secret scroll, the old man realized that it was no wonder that the gods chose the high priests to be rebellious, and the gods themselves did not follow the ordinary path.
Uncle Lin: "... Then what about the gods descending to the world?"
The old man smiled and said, "So, the spirit must step down from the altar. She must become one of the common people, and serve as a lamp, gathering clusters of like-minded flames in the darkness, so as to dispel the dark haze that has enveloped the world for hundreds of years."
It is not God who saves the world, but the world that saves the world.
One lamp cannot dispel darkness, but thousands of sparks can.
"Although my opinion of the so-called God has changed because of the secret scroll, I still don't believe it. Does this guiding light have to be the God who devotes himself to all living beings?" The rebellious old man has his own ideas.
He assisted the then king of Xin State, who was indeed a powerful leader when he was young, but the old man misjudged human nature. Under the corruption of power, status, beauty and time, the king of Xin State had long forgotten his original intention, or in other words, he completely tore off the mask given by secular morality and revealed his true face! The old man watched helplessly as the "light" he thought was extinguished.
But at this time, he didn't have much time left.
The old man was unwilling to lose like this.
It seems as if all my life's running around has been a joke.
At the critical moment, he met the messenger of the oracle.
When the old man was rescued by Ayan, his last bit of desire to live was rekindled - he wanted to use Ayan, this messenger of God beloved by God, to go see the lamp, to see the scene where countless flames gathered together, tearing through the endless darkness and ushering in the light of day.
This was a one-sided bet between him and God, regardless of winning or losing.
Upon hearing this, Fourth Uncle Lin remained silent for a long time.
He asked the old man, "Are you also that fire?"
The old man smiled and said, "Although I am old, the torch will be passed on."
Well, how come this doesn't count
Fourth Uncle Lin looked at the direction of the cave behind him, then looked at the old man: "Even so, Shaobai has the right to know."
The old man obviously doesn't want to be a human being. Based on Uncle Lin's understanding of him, Shaobai's coming-of-age ceremony will probably be "unforgettable for a lifetime."
The old man didn't answer and walked away with his cane.
Uncle Lin looked at the rows of old bandages and cursed - why are there two more people, and no one can help him share the chores? He has too many people to serve!
After a few days, the old man and his group left the valley.
No one knew how this old man operated. He not only helped Shao Bai get a place in a famous academy, but also got in touch with the powerful and got a place in the Mountain and Sea Holy Land from them. It was just that they came at an unlucky time. It had only been half a year since the last time the Mountain and Sea Holy Land was opened. They had to wait for the next opportunity.
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Because of the forbidden god's seal, both good thoughts and evil thoughts were sealed in the Dan Mansion. The two could only fight with fists and feet to determine the winner. In addition, the sky thunder was watching closely and would come down from time to time. Good thoughts got a good beating...
The thunder was strong and even the evil thoughts were affected.
The final victory -
Everyone watched the battle nervously, and Gong Xichou was also distracted.
He disappeared from the spot until the thunderclouds in the sky dissipated.
The others then came to their senses and rushed over.
Xun Zhen and his men arrived one after another: "How is the lord?"
They rushed to Gong Xichou, who was standing on the edge of a huge pit. The smell of roasted meat wafted from the bottom of the pit. There were still thunder and lightning around the pit.
"Where is the lord?"
Gong Xichou raised his hand and pointed at a black mass at the bottom of the pit.
He said, "Don't go down yet."
Everyone could only suppress their anxiety and wait until the thunder at the bottom of the pit completely disappeared before they jumped down. Before they could reach the shadow, the shadow lying on the ground moved first. She stretched out her hands above her head from the mud...
Bang!
Crushed the stone used for leverage.
"My Lord—"
After a while, the black shadow squirmed slightly twice.
A pitch-black head raised up, and Chen Tang coughed several times, his mouth was full of black mud and smoke.
She coughed and staggered to her feet.
He murmured, "What happened?"
Why did she feel as if her body had been dismantled and reassembled, thrown onto a high-speed rail track, and run over by a hundred or eighty trains? She tried to lower her head, but felt a sharp pain in her neck. Her vision was also strange.
Raise your hand and touch your eyelids—
The left and right eyelids swell to different degrees.
The left one looks like an egg, and the right one looks like a goose egg.
At this time, her throat was itchy and she coughed again, spewing out a mouthful of black ash. She subconsciously used her tongue to stroke her gums, and her broken teeth were loose. The tip of her tongue could feel blood seeping out. She raised her hand to touch the corner of her mouth, and her cheeks were swollen...
Chen Tang: "... Is the evil thought so cruel?"