The relationship between Yang San and Shi Leile is beyond doubt.
The contract between husband and wife is sacred and inviolable, Cai Gen agrees very much.
However, Cai Gen was surprised that Six Golden Flowers, who were descended from the Seven Fairies, had such a sincere relationship with Yang San and were willing to live and die together.
In particular, they don't know their past life experiences, and their only relationship is that they are half-brothers and sisters who grew up together in an orphanage.
In contrast, those brothers and sisters who are related by blood in Laxi's world fight to the death for an idea. Why do family ties seem so cheap?
Jialan God was still pleading desperately.
Six golden flowers have arrived at Yang San's side.
At this time, Yang San was subjected to continuous lightning attacks, which could no longer be resisted by his excessive life or willpower.
The whole body was very carbonized, but only those big eyes were staring at Zeus above. Their overwhelming hatred proved that he was not dead yet, and he was still unwilling to give in.
The six golden flowers are not much better, but with the blessing of Jialan God, they are stronger than Yang San and can still move.
Like stacks of arhats, Yang San's broken body was lifted up. Carbonized body residues continued to fall silently, staining the ground with a little black.
Finally, with the joint efforts of seven people, Yang San was stood up.
Kang Xiaosheng, should be Kang Xiaosheng.
First they found the swinging knife, and then they speculated that the hand holding the swinging knife was Yang San's hand.
He carefully placed it on his shoulders, trying to keep Yang San's arms connected to his body, so that Yang San still stretched out his arms and faced the enemy with the knife.
"Third brother, stab him to death and avenge third sister-in-law."
"Third brother, stab him."
"Third brother, we must stab him."
"Third brother, if you can't stab him to death, you will stab him anyway."
"Third brother, you have to poke me after all.
"Third brother, if you don't stab me, I won't die in peace."
Yang San's eyes suddenly lit up, and the restored look showed that he accepted the proposal of the six golden flowers. Even if he couldn't kill him, he still had to poke them, otherwise he would not be able to close his eyes.
Then, he watched the revenge team composed of seven people slowly move towards the pillar at the feet of Zeus.
If you move it, I don't know whose hand it fell.
He moved again, but no one's feet were left behind.
Just like that, moving and discarding.
Leaving behind the carbonized stumps on the ground,
I don’t know who owns what and whose treasure it is.
It left a black trail on the ground.
Cai Gen was deeply touched by the actions of Yang San and the Six Golden Flowers.
Defeating your opponent and taking revenge is no longer realistic.
Even if the six golden flowers have the blessing of Jialan God, the difference in strength is still a bit big.
Yang San has run out of gas and the lamp has dried up. To say that he still has one breath is like a luxury. It is only half a mouthful to hold up to the sky, or it is a thought on his deathbed.
So why did they come?
Is that meaningless stab so important?
As if he had read through Cai Gen's thoughts, the voice of Xiao Tmall sounded slowly.
"Master, don't you understand why Yang San is so persistent?
It's like a mantis using its arm as a cart, or a mayfly shaking a tree. It's hard to understand?
That's because you don't understand what kind of person Erlang Shen Yang Jian is.
From the moment he was born, what weighed on him was the unshakable rule of heaven, just like the god-king Zeus he faced now.
No chance, no chance, no hope.
He worked hard, he fought, and he tried his best.
Whether in heaven or in the human world, what they are best at is probably to wipe out the arrogance of the arrogant, flatten the pride of the arrogant, and destroy the loneliness of the people in this world.
Even in the end, when he split the mountain to save his mother and his dream of peach mountain was shattered, his mother's soul was still wiped out by Tian Tiao.
That makes all his efforts meaningless.
It also made him understand that apart from tyrannical strength, justice is just a blank sheet of paper that anyone can smear on.
The boundary between right and wrong has always been a myth written by the strong.
So he determined to amend the rules of heaven so that his mother's tragedy would never happen again.
He is the boy who slayed the dragon and eventually became the evil dragon.
After splitting mountains to save his mother and dreaming of Peach Mountain, he chose to join Tiantiao.
From then on, he became a thug in heaven and a guardian of heaven.
From then on, the young dragon-slaying boy who had fallen into the devil's path and had nothing to do with killing Tiantiao finally became the god of justice who controls the power of the stock market.
If the only way to shake the rule of heaven was to become a dragon, Erlang chose claws and teeth.
Heaven uses him as a chess piece, but he wants to be its player.
Use the power given to him by Tian Tiao to resist Tian Tiao and his uncle.
It's a pity that after so many years of hard work, foresight, pretending to be crazy, and hard work, the wheel of fate stopped spinning.
The mountain that everyone originally looked up to and awed at, the mountain that weighed on Erlang's heart, was easily crushed by the Wheel of Life when the life and death of Heaven was at stake. It was quite funny.
So, Master, don’t think that the Yang San you see is Erlang’s original appearance.
If Erlang is just like this, then Yang San really doesn't deserve to get his memory back.
Look, even if Yang San doesn't know who he is, the gene of resisting power in his heart still plays a role.
He has never lacked the courage to challenge power. This is the urine in his bones.
It's just that whether it's returning or the meeting of gods, it's not strong enough, it's not exciting enough, and it can't be stimulated.
This is what Erlang should look like."
That's it.
Cai Gen really didn’t know enough about Yang Jian’s myths and legends.
The usual myths and legends never tell the inside story of these heavens.
Maybe no one else knows what Erlang Shen Yang Jian is carrying, what he has endured, what he has embraced, and what he has chosen.
At this time, looking at the backs of Yang San, although they were charred and dilapidated, they were really tall.
"Xiaotian, whatever Yang San is like, that's all the original.
Aren't you afraid that he will fail here?
Are you not worried that you will be reincarnated again in an unknown year and month?"
Xiao Tianmao was also able to see through Cai Gen's thoughts. By telling Cai Gen, the Erlang Shen in his memory became more vivid and tortured him even more.
But, does he have any other options?
Now that the little cuties are out, how long can reincarnation be maintained?
If the Wheel of Life really stops, Yang San will be dead if he dies, and there will be no reincarnation.
Not only for Yang San, but also for all the immortals who cast their fortune wheels, this life will be their last life, and there will be no chance.
Cai Gen didn't know, and Xiao Tmall didn't dare to say it, let alone think about it.
"Master, I believe that all arrangements are the best arrangements."
The best arrangement?
Cai Gen didn't pay attention to this sentence, let alone think about it deeply.
Looking at Yang San's Revenge Seven again, my mentality is completely different.
There was also more admiration for Yang San's behavior.
"Yang San, come on, stab that old man to death."
"Third uncle is right, little ruffian, come on."
"Hero, stab my cousin to death and I'll treat you to a sauna."