In a terrible nightmare, there is a bloody river filled with bright red blood.
All the flowers blooming on the shore are the same blood-red and coquettish flowers. A leafless flower that stands alone on the shore, looking strange and mysterious in the still current without any wind.
There was an old man in black clothes and a bamboo hat holding the boat in the river. He had no expression on his face, and no emotion in his expression or eyes. He just kept ferrying numbly like this, as if he was ferrying people for several lives, as if he was ferrying people in his memory.
.As if ferrying people’s fate.
There is no life in the dark place, it is all cold and endless, with no way out or way back.
There are people crossing peach leaves, boating, and mist. Each one is sad. Where can the sadness be combined?
Remembering the past life, cherish each petal of the flower; when the tears fade, it’s time to look back with a broken heart...
"Do you regret it?" To this day, Xiaobai still asks me. Every time he sees me, he asks, "Do you regret it?"
For everything I have done? Well, I don’t regret it, and I will never regret it. Even if no one knows about those sacrifices, even if everyone blames me and blames me for being ruthless and hurting the people around me.
Even if people all over the world misunderstand me, I will not regret it.
I know that at this moment we are on the road to nightmare, or I am on the road to hell.
I looked at him and asked, "Am I dead?"
Xiaobai looked at me sadly, and suddenly said: "Life is also a matter of death." Then he suddenly pointed to the heart on his chest and said sadly for me: "Death is also a matter of life."
I looked at him with confused eyes and murmured: "Life is also death." Then I pointed to my heart and said confusedly: "Death is also life."
After being stunned for a moment, I suddenly squatted down, curled up into a ball, and started crying without any scruples.
Life means death; death means life.
Does all this mean that my destiny will be like a phoenix reborn from the ashes?
In this world, some people are dead even though they are alive, and some people are still alive even though they are dead...Who really knows the living and the dead?
A peerless young man and an old woman with a strange, stooped body and an extremely ugly appearance looked at each other quietly. Staring at each other, like an invisible confrontation.
The old priest snorted softly: "Isn't the master from another world?"
The young man was startled: "What do you mean?"
"The holy words have been handed down. The master Feng Fei found will not be a person from this world. Isn't he the master?"
The young man remained silent.
"Master, please lead us to unify the world." The old priest said respectfully.
The young man stood there for a long time without speaking.
He suddenly remembered what the old guy said to him a long time ago: Between heaven and earth, there is a kind of bird called the bird. It has a dark body and red eyes, purple and green feathers, a bright color and extremely poisonous, especially poisonous in Qingyuan. But although this kind of bird
Vicious is regarded as the embodiment of evil, but it is a bird that longs for freedom. If caught by humans, it will die without food. It would rather die than be kept in captivity. And it lives a casual life without any
Constraint, do whatever you want, and survive in any environment. Such birds know how to live for themselves.
So, the young man paused and finally said: "To dominate the world... That may be other people's lifelong dreams and pursuits, and some people even pay a heavy price for it... But," the young man smiled strangely: "That is not me.
want."
The old priest was slightly shocked, but still calmly said: "Then, Master, I don't want to do it anymore." She had never thought that someone would refuse to rule the world, be the master of the world, and be the only person in the world who is lower than God...
The young man Yun Danfeng smiled softly and nodded slightly.
"Is it because of that man?" the old priest sneered.
The young man said nothing, his face as calm as the breeze.
The old priest looked at him sadly for a long time, and then sighed: "Master, really don't understand? You are people from two worlds, and the master is from another world. The purpose of your coming here is to complete that mission, otherwise, you will
The people around you will disappear one by one. The people you care about will eventually disappear."
"What?" A trace of doubt flashed across the young man's face, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.
The old priest was calm and said coldly: "Master, have you ever heard of the Tibi flower?"
Tea flower? Isn’t it the flower of the other side?
There is a saying in Buddhism that the tea plant is the last flower to bloom in the flower season. When the tea plant blooms, only the flowers that bloom on the other side of the forgotten past life are left.
The young man once remembered seeing that the Buddha said that on the other side, there is no life, no death, no sorrow, no desires, no pursuits. It is a paradise where all sorrows are forgotten. And there is a flower that is beyond the three realms and is not among the five elements. It is born in
On the other side of the weak water, there are no stems or leaves, bright and crimson. The Buddha said that it is the flower on the other side.
Flowers bloom on the other shore. When the flowers bloom on the other shore, there is only a fiery red mass; the flowers bloom without leaves, and the leaves have no flowers. We miss each other but cannot see each other, and we walk alone on the other shore. They bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves will never
meet.
She asked what this was for.
The old priest sneered a few times and said cruelly: "The master came from another time and space. He broke the rules of this time and space. It was as if he was destined. God gave the master everything perfect, but there was also an eternal punishment. That is the master.
If you commit the Tribulation Tribulation in your life, you cannot give it up in life after life. If the master insists on breaking it, then this calamity will continue to your descendants and be passed on. The Tribulation Tribulation is like using the Trig Flower, and the flowers will bloom on the other side.
The leaves fall when the flowers bloom, and the flowers wither when the leaves bloom. When the person you love is still there, you don’t know that he is the one you want. Even if you know that the person is what you want, if you insist on wanting it, then, the flowers and leaves
When you meet, one of you will inevitably die. You and the person you love are destined to never see each other or depend on each other in life after life. And if you want to reverse all that, then the people you love around you will die one by one, one by one.
The earth will leave you. You will live well, but looking at them..." The old priest snorted softly: "Isn't this incident enough to prove it? If he hadn't met me, he would definitely have died. This is
A sign, if you are too emotional, then one day, the person you fall in love with will die. The person you insist on staying with will die."
The young man's face turned pale: "This is impossible..." He staggered and fell backwards.
The old priest ignored his pale face and almost fainted, and still said: "We priests in the Mayan world all have the ability to prophesy. Since I know that the master is from a different world, I know that the master is destined to have this calamity in his life."
"How to solve it?" came a weak voice. It was as weak as the most misty clouds in the sky.
"No solution." A cold and ruthless voice.
The young man was silent for a long time, with his head lowered for a long time. After what seemed like a century, he finally raised his head, with a hint of murderousness flashing in his eyes. He looked at her and said coldly and indifferently: "Then, I don't
Any choice left?”
After saying that, the young man suddenly chuckled strangely, then looked at her silently and said, "Don't hurt him."
The old priest was shocked, how did he know what she was going to do...
She was planning to bewitch all Sima Rui's memories of him knowing that Xie Weiying was An Jin to make them disappear. Unexpectedly, he could see what she wanted to do at a glance. He was indeed a terrifying and powerful person. Could it be that this
Is this also the reason why he became Feng Fei's choice? However, whether he knows it or not, she will seal off all the clues that Sima Rui has to discover the truth and make him forget about better things. In this way, she can also cut off the master's love and let the master
Really, become a person without emotions, and then lead them to the top, unify the world, and fulfill their wishes for generations.
In order to achieve this goal, she will do whatever it takes, no matter what she does, not to mention that sacrificing the happiness of her master alone can gain the happiness of everyone in the world.
It was worth it, she told herself.
Suddenly, the young man looked at her and raised a charming smile: "Okay, I know what to do."
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The questions are not over yet~~~ I will answer them tomorrow... It’s so late... I’m running around. I hope you guys like it.