Twenty Years of Corpse Hunting in The Yellow River

Chapter 512: Midwife

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After Tu Tian said this, I couldn't help but believe it. He did have some truth in what he said.

"The nameless person, did you know it before?" I won't think about it for the time being. After all, this is a matter of the Universe. What I care about is the origin of the nameless person. I have seen Anonymous several times before and after, but until this moment, I still don't know where he came from and what kind of person he is.

"Know." Tu Tian said, "He used to be a man of the world."

"He was from the world before?"

"Not only on the human road, but also the leading figure on the human road."

Tu Tian and Wumingshi met a long time ago. At that time, Tu Tian had just taken over Qiankun Dao. He was Shang Fang’s favorite disciple. At that time, many people in Qiankun Dao believed that their ancestor, Shang Fang, had become an immortal, but only a few people such as Tu Tian had doubts. It is suspected that Shang Fang was not the autopsy, and that Shang Fang's death was due to another reason.

After investigation, Shang Fang's cause of death was involved in the human world. At that time, the Huangquan corpse scavenger had just arrived at the big river beach, and Tu Tian was also pursuing it in secret.

However, Huangquan corpse hunters rarely show up, and it is the Anonymous who dealt with Tu Tian.

"Who is the Anonymous, you may not know yet." Tu Tian said, "He is the brother of Huangquan's corpse collector."

"Is Huangquan's younger brother?" I really didn't think of this, because Wuming seemed to have a deep hatred with Huangquan's corpse. If it weren't for Tu Tian, I wouldn't have such a speculation.

However, after thinking about it, the appearance of the Anonymous is quite similar to that of Huangquan Corpse Collector. When I first saw the Anonymous, I still had a lot of speculations in my heart. Now listening to Tu Tian's account has solved my doubts.

Anonymous is the brother of Huangquan's corpse hunter's direct relatives. He has a high status on the human road. Tu Tian has had several dealings with each other.

But later, the Anonymous and Huangquan's corpse hunter didn't know what had happened, and turned against each other. The Anonymous slept for so many years, trapped in the coffin of the ship, all given by Baihuangquan's corpse hunter.

It's just that the fake master wanted to deal with Huangquan's corpse hunter, and deliberately released the nameless. Once the Anonymous is out of trouble, he will inevitably die with Huangquan's corpse hunter.

So many years have passed, I don't know what kind of hatred the Anonymous and Huangquan corpse hunter have. It's just that I think he is the brother of a female compatriot after all, and Huangquan's method of collecting corpses is a little bit vicious.

"You don't have to think like this." Tu Tian shook his head and said, "If there is one person in this world that I can admire, it is Huangquan's corpse hunter. If the things that Anonymous do are changed to someone else, he It's not an exaggeration to shatter the corpse. The Huangquan corpse hunter ultimately saved him his life. This is already magnanimous."

"Then what do you want to do when you come out this time?" I am still a little puzzled by Tu Tian's actions this time. Judging from his appearance, it is certain that he will not be used by the three Sect Masters of the Universe Dao.

"Don't do anything, I just thought, it's time for this matter to be over." Tu Tian thought for a moment, and said: "I haven't fully recovered. This raging wave, alone, may not be able to stop it. , I have to endure some more days."

"then you

Take the spirit of spirit and light. "

Tu Tian raised his hand and turned the flower in front of me. Suddenly, I felt that the airflow that had been dormant in my body seemed to move, and immediately followed, a sudden cold on my forehead appeared. A faint halo.

This halo was grasped by Tu Tian in his hand, and the spirit of spirit and light was separated from the body, and I finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

"In this world, there are no bad people, no good people, right and wrong, good and evil, in fact, they are only between one thought." Tu Tian received the spirit and divine light, did not stay anymore, turned and left, before leaving, only a word was left. , Let me stand in place and try to figure it out for a long time.

There are no good people and no bad people. Good and evil are in the heart. Take a step back as a devil, and further become a Buddha.

I pondered for a long time. When I got back to my senses, Tu Tian was nowhere to be seen. At this moment, I remembered the fool, the origin of the fool, I still haven’t figured it out, but I just talked to Tu Tian about the nameless, but Forgot about the fool.

I hurriedly got up and chased after him. When Tu Tian disappeared, the fool seemed to have disappeared.

I have no choice but to turn back again. The few people from the Universe Dao just now died at the bottom of the ditch. It is too close to the Wuxian Temple. If the corpse is detected and spread out, I am afraid it will be brought to the Wuxian Temple again. What trouble. I dug a big hole at the bottom of the ditch and buried the body in it.

After finishing this, almost one night has passed. I patted the dirt off my body and walked towards the Wuxian Temple.

When I returned to the Temple of the Five Immortals, the hills were decorated with lights and festivities. I rushed back a year ago, Wan Yuxiang and Wan Miaoran were very happy, I told Wan Yuxiang, she sent a group of people to the village on the other side of my house and picked up my father. .

This team hurriedly hurried, and finally, before the New Year's Eve, picked up my dad up the mountain. I still have a sense of loss and melancholy in my heart, but people are like this, take a step, say a step, those vain things can only be thought of in my heart.

In any case, the family was reunited anyway, and on the night of the New Year's Eve, there was a big banquet on the top of the Wuxian Temple, and everyone gathered together.

Wine is fine wine, and food is delicacy. After eating and drinking with everyone for a while, I gradually forget those things in my heart. The wine was dry for a while, and the drink was hearty.

When it was about to arrive, everyone left the table and went outside the courtyard. Wuxian Temple specially prepared a hundred thousand-ring firecrackers. The firecrackers ignited and crackled.

After the firecrackers were burning, the New Year came, and a group of half-and-a-half children in Wuxian Temple began to set off fireworks. The fireworks rise into the sky, like clusters of fire trees and silver flowers blooming, and the dark night sky is rendered brilliant.

"It's the New Year, do you have any wishes?" Wan Miaoran looked up at the night sky beside me and said, "The old year has passed, and all unhappy things have passed."

"I can't say it myself, do you have any wishes, how about you?"

"I just hope that our Wuxian Temple will be safe and sound." Wan Miaoran looked at me and said, "And you are also safe and sound."

"Yes, peace and peace." I thought to myself that living in peace is the wish of countless people, the simplest wish, but in the years of war and chaos, this simple wish is also an extravagant wish.

The fireworks are still blooming, a group of people are happier looking at it, and go back again

After drinking, this drink, and another full hour, most of the people were drunk, and then they dispersed.

I was no exception. The drunkenness kept rising, and I didn’t remember anything. I just felt that I was helped back by someone. When I lay down, I rushed to my head and fell asleep dizzy.

After drinking, I should have slept very deep, but I didn't sleep for long, and I started to dream again in a trance. I dreamed of a big snowy beach, and dreamed of the person in my dream who appeared several times in the wind and snow.

Have such a dream again!

I have had this dream several times before and after, but every time there is no end. I already know that this dream is a dream about my own life experience, so I am very concerned about it. However, the dream is a dream after all, and I can't control it. Every time the most critical moment is reached, the dream stops, which makes me very upset.

I didn't expect that at this time, I would have this dream again.

The dream was the same as the previous few times. The person in the dream led him, walking all the way through the snow-filled river beach, and walked to the dilapidated hut.

The wind and snow were very heavy, and the sky was overwhelming. When I saw the hut, the person in my dream seemed to disappear in the snow. I can no longer take care of the whereabouts of the person in my dream. All my energy is concentrated in that dilapidated little hut.

I can be sure that I was born in this hut, but I have only seen a gray-haired midwife. Other than that, I don’t know if there is anyone else in the hut.

The dream continued, and the little hut in the wind and snow seemed to be crumbling and would collapse at any time.

I can't describe my mood at the moment. When the person in my dream disappeared, I rushed to the hut desperately. I wanted to see what was going on in the hut.

call! ! !

The wind and snow were a little outrageous, and the weather was particularly cold. When the snow fell down, it seemed to be frozen in the air. There was white snow in front of me, howling, and the wind blowing people couldn't open their eyes.

My vision was also lost, vague, and only the outline of the small hut was visible. But I know that the small hut is not far from here, as long as you insist, you will be able to walk to the hut.

I faced the fierce wind and walked forward step by step. The wind was so strong that it was blowing on my body, as if there were invisible hands, pressing against me with all its strength, not allowing me to move forward.

In this way, I tried desperately and walked directly to the small hut, which was just a few minutes away. I involuntarily stretched out my hand, trying to push the door of the small hut open.

Squeak...

At this moment, the door of the small cottage was opened from the inside. Immediately afterwards, a figure with a rickety waist came out of the hut, virtually blocking my path.

This person is the gray-haired midwife. She is very old, and her hair is like strands of silver frost. Her face is full of wrinkles, but her face is indescribably kind, like an amiable grandmother next door.

I once saw this midwife in my dream. She held the newly-born me and sent it to the boat by the river.

The moment I saw the midwife, I felt that there should be hope this time, and hope to see the real situation in the small hut.

I didn't care what to say to the midwife, and went straight ahead, but the midwife stretched out her arm and blocked me.

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