I haven't seen the fake master for a long time, and I feel a little worried about it. Anyway, we are all the people who played Admiralty. Now the master has passed away, and the gate of Admiralty is ruined and withered, leaving only the two of us.
I'm still not sure whether it is a fake master or not. Just looking at the image, I am very worried. The painting in the scholar's hand has an inexplicable magical power. It is incredible. I am afraid that the scholar who is blocking the scholar's words will suffer from the fake master's words.
Thinking of this, I involuntarily crawled forward and moved closer, just to see more clearly.
The scholar was blocked and stopped temporarily. I crawled forward silently. When my vision became clearer, I immediately recognized that it was a fake master.
I don't know where the fake master went these days and what he did, but I can see old and new scars on his face.
The scholar might not have noticed that I was nearby. He still asked the fake master in that light tone: "Why are you blocking me?"
"The map of Huangquan and the map of Netherworld are all present now." The fake master stood in front of the scholar and said, "You should know how to do it."
These short words of the fake master caused the scholar to fall into silence. He raised his head slightly, not knowing whether he was looking at the endless sky or thinking about something. After a while, he said, "You know Huangquan Tu and You Ming Tu, who are you?"
"I'm the one who plays Admiralty."
"The one who beats the golden bell?" Until this moment, the scholar showed a trace of surprise: "Since you are the one who beats the golden bell, then you..."
"There are only good and evil things in this world. There is no right or wrong." The fake master seems to know that the scholar is going to get out of trouble today and is here waiting for him: "By the way, the passer-by has left this big river."
The scholar did not speak, but frowned slightly. When I was chatting with Wei Dao before, once the tower-like passerby got out of trouble, the situation on the river beach would become more chaotic. Most scholars also guessed this.
The scholar arched his hand at the fake master. He should be a sensible person, and he would know what to do without having to say something thoroughly.
The scholar left in a hurry. I originally thought that the fake master's presence here would definitely be detrimental to the scholar, but I didn't expect the two of them to have a few conversations like this, and let them go.
The scholar walked quickly and disappeared for a moment. The fake master stood there and stood for a moment. When he was about to turn around, I looked at no one everywhere, and hurriedly shouted: "Uncle Master!"
As soon as the voice came out, the fake master immediately distinguished that it was me. He was surprised and turned his head shamelessly. I got up from the ground and ran over to the fake master.
"Thirteen, why are you here?"
"The few people who stared at the Tianjimen two days ago have been following here, Master, do you know what happened to Liangjunshan? Tianjimen is now driven by Qiankun Dao. I don't know what they are going to do, so follow along. Look." I'm very close to the fake master, and I can see the dense scars on his face. During this period, the fake master didn't know how many times he fought with people. With so many injuries on his face, there must be injuries on his body.
"Let's go over there." The fake master took me out of here. There was something wrong with the Tianji Gate here. I don't know if there will be any support to rush.
Then, the fake master didn't seem to want to cause trouble.
The two of us walked out for several miles and stopped at a higher ground. The fake master sat down and stretched out a hand to untie a water bag from his waist. The water bag should be filled with wine, and he drank it. Two mouthfuls, wiped his mouth.
"Uncle Master, who is the scholar just now? I heard from the heavenly secret door, what is the picture of the ghost on his body?"
"Yes, that's the Netherworld map." The fake master nodded and said: "Thirteen, I originally thought that you have been living honestly. I never thought that you are still running around outside."
"Can't be idle."
The fake master thought for a while, and told me something that I had never heard of before.
The Huangquan map and the Nether map were originally integrated. The Huangquan map was in the hands of the passerby, and the Nether map was in the hands of the scholar.
These two pictures are actually an entrance and an exit of Huangquan Road. If you want to enter Huangquan Road, you must rely on Huangquan Map, and if you want to leave Huangquan Road, you must rely on Nether Map.
Only many years ago, the Huangquan corpse hunter rebuilt Huangquan Road, put the passerby in confinement, took his Huangquan map, and moved the exit of Huangquan Road to southern Xinjiang thousands of miles away.
"The Netherworld picture in that scholar's hand is really amazing. What I saw with my own eyes just now is that so many people in the Tianji Gate have been received in that picture." I think about it now, and still feel lingering in my heart.
"He didn't want to accept whoever received it. This is all heaven." The false master said: "If a few people die in the world, a few people will be born."
The fake master said that the scholar's nether map is not omnipotent. There are many taboos to use. Just like the Huangquan map, there are also many taboos, but the Huangquan corpse hunter only regards the Huangquan map as the entrance to the Huangquan Road. For other purposes, Huangquan The corpse hunter is not used either.
The people who were taken away by Netherworld will eventually go to Southern Xinjiang, which is thousands of miles away, which is the ancestral land of Qiankun Dao. That is the exit of Huangquan Road. Those who want to come out can only come out there.
I thought for a while, it's no wonder that the people of Qiankun Dao have to do their best to restrain the exit of Huangquan Road.
The fake master said these things to me while drinking, and there was a hint of helplessness and a hint of desolation in his tone.
This is an inevitable result. Once upon a time, before the Qian Kun Dao and the Human Road appeared, the masters and the fake masters were all masters on the river beach, galloping horizontally and horizontally, unstoppable. But when Qian Kun Dao's human world re-emerged, the fake master was more than capable.
"Uncle Master, since you have asked me, I want to ask you too. After so long, you are still running around. What are you doing?"
"What am I for... I don't know..." The fake master drank the last sip of the wine and said, "Perhaps, it is to let more people survive..."
"Let more people survive?" I hesitated and didn't believe it. I still know the temperament of the fake master.
His experience for half of his life has been ups and downs. I believe that he is not a born evil person. No one has been a good person from birth, and no one has been a bad person since birth. All of them are slowing down over time, following the environment and experience. Slowly and imperceptibly.
The fake master is because of the previous one
Because of these encounters, his temperament is biased. I didn't expect that he would actually want more people to survive for the sake of the common people.
"It seems that you don't believe me." The fake master smiled in self-confidence and said: "Before your master died, I encountered something. Although it was only a trivial matter, it made me hard to forget."
At that time, the fake master was running around looking for the master. He sought revenge for his master, so he didn't hesitate to pay, and he didn't hesitate to do anything.
Once, he came to a very remote village, and the people in the village were temporarily away from home in order to avoid the flood season.
There is only one family left in the village, a mother and a daughter. The mother is not very old, in her twenties, and the child is just two years old.
The mother and daughter didn't want to leave. It was not that they didn't want to leave. It was just that they both fell ill. The man in the family couldn't support it. They ran away alone, leaving them behind.
The fake master came here because he wanted to buy some dry food from the villagers. But the mother and daughter had no grain at all, they were very sick, and they couldn't take medicine.
The fake master originally wanted to leave, but the little girl was mostly dead.
"She couldn't open her eyes, she was shouting mother, mother... Her mother was so distressed to death, she had no choice but to keep holding her baby and crying..." said the fake master: "At that time, I suddenly thought about me, And you, as well as the tens of thousands of people in this world, they all grew up like this..."
The false master moved a compassionate heart, just like I thought, there is no natural evil person in the world, and the false master's own disposition is not vicious. It's just the experiences that have changed his mind.
But in the final analysis, he is still a man, a man of flesh and blood.
He was moved with compassion, but he didn't know how to help the mother and daughter. It was useless to leave the money. He went to the doctor temporarily and didn't know when he would come back.
The little girl's voice became weaker and weaker in her mother's arms, and at the end, she died.
The moment the little girl suffocated, the mother suddenly vomited blood, and the only trace of energy remaining on her body seemed to dissipate at this instant.
Her eyes were already covered with dead gray, and the corners of her mouth were stained with blood, but she still thanked the fake master.
"She said, thank you." The corner of the fake master's eyes seemed to be wet: "But I didn't help me in any way, so why did she thank me?"
As a result, the mother died after only a moment. The fake master stood outside the door of the hut with cold hands and feet.
It suddenly occurred to him that such a tragedy would never be the only one in this chaotic world, but he just happened to encounter it. In a corner he couldn't see, he didn't know how many parents were crying and how many children were crying.
His heart suddenly became very heavy. After a short while, he met the master, and was washed away by the river in the Zhuguangbao gas coffin with the master.
That time, it was the death of the two brothers. When the master was dying, they said a lot to the fake master and told the fake master many things.
The death of the master was a very heavy blow to the fake master. The two had fought for so many years. It was only when the master was about to die that the fake master suddenly remembered that they were brothers of the same compatriot, with the same blood flowing on their bodies.
From the time the master died, the false master's mind seemed to change invisibly.
He didn't want to see more people dying because of such and other natural and man-made disasters.
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