Give me ten ancestral gods and tell me how to merge two into one and return one to zero. I am guaranteed to be an ancestral god as well.
The final picture is just to have all the spare time to hate?
Is it Brother Mozu who got kicked in the head by a donkey, or is it that the spare hatred is more important than the ten ancestral gods put together?
Xu Xiaoshou was a little confused about this question and asked: "What is the empty hatred?"
"This is another price." Demon Ancestor did not answer.
"Say it or not?!" Xu Xiaoshou was really ready to turn around and leave.
He is serious now.
What Demon Ancestor said exceeded his understanding.
He felt that he had fallen into a pit. No matter what choice he made, he would definitely suffer a loss - it was impossible that the Demon Ancestor was really a good ancestor, so he chose to suffer a loss, right?
"Xian Yuhen is the ancestor of time?"
Seeing that Demon Ancestor was silent for a long time, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but ask questions.
He admitted that his appetite had indeed been whetted and he could just leave, but he was really unhappy.
Demon Ancestor nodded.
Xu Xiaoshou looked surprised, but secretly said that it was true.
The Demon Ancestor then shook his head.
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly felt that this guy was the same as Dao Qiongcang, so he scolded: "If you have a fart, let it go. Don't even drink the soup and water, but hold it in at the last step. Be careful of holding it in and damaging your body!"
Demon Ancestor didn't care about the dirty words of the lost little lamb, and chuckled: "I can't bear to mislead you, let alone deceive you."
That’s right!
Xu Xiaoshou was amused.
Just like what this guy said before, there was no lie.
He didn't wait any longer, turned around and opened the door to leave. He had chosen one of the three choices before, but now he couldn't, because it was just the bonus information from Demon Ancestor's mouth that made his trip worthwhile.
"Are you really leaving?"
The Demon Ancestor's smiling face is still fixed on the stone statue, lingering in the air.
He was so good at fishing that he allowed Xu Xiaoshou to push open the door of the stone palace and cut through the barrier constructed by the power of the Holy Ancestor. At the moment when his figure was about to disappear, he slowly said:
"There is nothing left to hate, but you are also sleepy..."
Xu Xiaoshou stopped suddenly. These words were too familiar to him. They were the unfinished words of the Heavenly Ancestor on Void Island at that time.
He later resented Kong Yu, and Ba Zunzhen tried to make up for it for a long time, but couldn't figure out why.
After all, they are all late-born, and they don’t know what happened in the time when Tianzu lived, and what kind of relationship they have with Kong Yuhen in that era.
I'm afraid no one in the world can answer this question.
However, the Holy Ancestor is the first ancestor in the world and has lived the longest. If he wants to know, it is really possible for him to know the rest and fill in the unfinished sentences.
Xu Xiaoshou took a deep breath and turned around with difficulty.
He didn't say anything, just stared at the hateful face on the stone statue of Demon Ancestor.
He made up his mind that as long as the Demon Ancestor said a word of nonsense... no, a word of nonsense, he would leave directly.
After all, what comes out of His mouth may be false.
This time, Demon Ancestor did not stop and sighed quietly:
"I hate that you are trapped in this mountain."
Mountain?
Xu Xiaoshou restrained himself from going back to the stone palace and asked in a distant voice: "What is a mountain?"
"A mountain is a mountain."
With a bang, Xu Xiaoshou turned around and left.
Goodbye to you, go ahead and play charades with the air, and I will introduce you to a friend when I have the opportunity in the future!
Who would have thought that the words of the Demon Ancestor would be heard vaguely from behind:
"Mountains can also be hate, love, unwillingness, fanaticism, prejudices in people's minds, and countless avenues."
After a pause, after countless high-pitched and intense images passed by, the words of the Demon Ancestor returned to calm, and the surrounding illusions disappeared.
"But the mountain is still a mountain. It cannot be moved, it cannot be crossed, it is too high to reach."
Xu Xiaoshou felt like his feet were filled with lead, as if he was being pressed down by a mountain in his heart.
People have seven emotions and six desires, so they all have mountains. It is impossible for a true Buddha without gods to exist. At most, it is only relative.
But at the end of the journey, if we empty out and destroy this "mountain", are people still people?
"Xu Xiaoshou, this is my greatest sincerity."
"There is only so much that can be said about Shizu. The rest is up to you to understand by yourself. Talking too much is useless."
The words of the Demon Ancestor rang softly in his ears, and Xu Xiaoshou subconsciously moved his steps back to the stone hall.
He woke up suddenly, it was the demonic voice that was bewitching him.
But he did not choose to stop walking. He followed the magic sound back to the palace, leaned against the door of the palace, and said calmly like the eight acquaintances:
"I want to spare my time to hate."
"What?" Demon Ancestor was surprised and could not understand Xu Xiaoshou's words.
"I said!" Xu Xiaoshou's tone increased, "Since it is an equal exchange, I will also be responsible for helping you collect the ten fates of the ancestors and let you return them to zero. As a deal, you will be responsible for helping me collect all the spare ones in the long river of time.
Hate, after confirming that there are no defects, deliver it to me."
I hate that I am not the ancestor of the time.
But all the spare hatred in the long river of time, gathered together, is equivalent to the ancestor of time?
Xu Xiaoshou closed his eyes slightly and stared at the face of the Demon Ancestor intently, not missing any subtle change in expression on his face.
Demon Ancestor thought for a moment and smiled:
"Can."
This is equivalent to a disguised recognition. All the remaining hatred is equal to the fate of the ten ancestors, plus two combined into one, one returned to zero.
Or even beyond?
But Demon Ancestor has his own little thoughts. He thinks he can accept this "lack" and then get it back from himself from other places?
"So, you choose 'middle'?"
Demon Ancestor opened his smile, and this time the smile on his face was so sincere, without the unpredictability that he had deliberately pretended before.
Xu Xiaoshou had also been holding it in until now, and then when the Demon Ancestor's intention was "unable to restrain himself", he turned on and off in seconds, and performed the "deprivation of mind" on his hand.
'A smart choice.'
He heard more than just such a clear voice from his heart.
There are also all kinds of obscure thoughts that the Demon Ancestor had flashed through his consciousness at that moment.
Consciousness is difficult to explain clearly.
In the past, Xu Xiao had little experience in "idea deprivation" and was not proficient in using it. Now, with the use of the mind-doing disk, he has learned to summarize:
'The best choice in exchange of equal value is indeed a fatal temptation that no monk can refuse.'
'Compared with the essence of the great road given by Demon Ancestor, the freedom that ambitious people like Bazunzi and others seek is really nothing but a big witch.'
'Is this the reason why Demon Ancestor is sure that he will make a deal with Him and finally give up on the Eight Masters?'
Such smoky thoughts could not be transformed into straightforward words. When the "idea deprivation" was finally cut off, Xu Xiaoshou vaguely heard a sarcastic voice:
'play house……'
Indeed, from the height of the Demon Ancestor, seeing the Holy Slave and the Holy Temple is really like playing house.
When he was planning the Ten Ancestors and the Time Ancestors, the Eight Masters, Que Lei Han and others were either holy slaves or imprisoned, and they were still looking for a way to "return to zero" directly.
As everyone knows, this approach simply doesn’t work.
The Demon Ancestor said "mountain", in his eyes, he is the mountain, and all the people pressing down under the mountain, including the Eight Masters, and Xu Xiaoshou...
This mountain cannot be moved, cannot be crossed, and is too high to be reached!
"You have a lot of cleverness and you also played some tricks."
Demon Ancestor couldn't stop laughing. He was as sensitive as he was, and he immediately knew what Xu Xiaoshou had done behind his back.
But He did not pursue it and said very generously: "But because of this, you can be more sure that what I just said is not false, so tell me your answer."
"No!"
Xu Xiaoshou smiled, but shook his head firmly.
He never mentioned the mind-reading act just now, and laughed it off, letting himself go very generously: "It's just the best choice. I'm a greedy person, and I also want to hear about the best choice."
"superior……"
Demon Ancestor gave his choice earlier, but now he is not very willing to talk about it. It can be seen that he prefers a fair deal with the chosen one:
"Come on, you don't want to hear it."
"Whether you are happy or not depends on me, not you. If you are not a fish, how can you know the happiness of a fish?" Xu Xiaoshou smiled and shook his head, "Let's talk about the price first."
The price is five hundred years.
The price is a fair deal.
If you look at it this way, Xu Xiaoshou felt that with this "higher", he might be able to have sex for free, and he liked having sex for free.
"The price is only a promise from you."
"What promise?"
"Responsible."
"?"
Xu Xiaoshou was briefly confused. If you want to chat like this, then I will misunderstand you!
"Brother Mo Zu, you'd better make it clear. There are some things that are not suitable for being vague..."
"Come on, it's a secret. I will tell you a secret."
"What secret?"
"After listening, it means that the choice has been completed. The middle and lower choices will disappear. Of course, after listening to the secret, it also means that you have entered the 'responsible' stage." Demon Ancestor smiled, "Do you listen?"
"..."
Xu Xiaoshou pondered for a moment.
It has to be said that from the beginning to now, Demon Ancestor has behaved less like a demon and more like a fair contractor.
Although, the content of the contract he gave does seem a bit like a devil.
"How to take responsibility, what kind of commitment, and the price can always be discussed first, right?" Xu Xiaoshou said.
"You can understand it as a favor."
The Demon Ancestor condensed his image, fell to the ground gracefully, returned to simplicity, and actually said again slowly in a tone of equal communication:
"Any time, any place, anyone, when I need you, you need to take action once."
Xu Xiaoshou subconsciously wanted to refuse. There were too many pitfalls in his words.
The Demon Ancestor said: "I won't put you in a difficult position, I won't let you make a choice, I won't let you cross the bottom line."
"..."
Xu Xiaoshou was silent again. Doesn't this mean that he can refuse outright at any time on the grounds of these three points?
Isn’t that the same as prostitution for free?
But in this world, is there really a pie falling from the sky, or is it thrown by the Demon Ancestor?
Free is the most expensive.
Xu Xiaoshou has always understood this truth.
This did not delay his choice, and he became more curious: "Any tips?"
Xu Xiaoshou was so greedy that he even laughed, "Just like the additional information just now, the best choice also adds one or two?"
After listening to the additional information, I will leave!
This time, I won’t choose any of them: middle, top, and so on.
The main thing is a free prostitute. After harvesting the wool, I will leave. When the mutton becomes stronger, I will come over and slaughter and eat it.
But Demon Ancestor didn't seem to mind being prostituted by Xu Xiaoshou from the beginning to the end.
This time, He stared directly at the lost little lamb in front of him. Shi Shiran stretched out his hand, raised a finger, nodded the side of his head, and said quietly:
"Everyone has a secret..."
…
"Click!"
The old site of Guizhan.
Gui Buddha's forehead seemed to have been cracked open with a finger, and blood suddenly burst out.
"laugh……"
Hot blood spurted out, creating heat in the snowy sky, and at the same time there was a "plop" sound, burning it away.
The ghost Buddha was shocked.
Wound repair.
It was abnormal just now, like a hallucination, but actually nothing happened.
…
A small town at the foot of Qingyuan Mountain.
Quilehan in the blacksmith shop suddenly stood up, picked up his cloak, and stepped quickly into the heavy snow.
"You watch from the shop. I'm going out for a trip. If something happens, I'll call you Uncle Dao. If he doesn't save you, I'll kill him."
Boom!
The sledgehammer fell to the ground.
Cao Erzhu's heart tightened and he shouted at the black shadow outside the door: "Dad, where are you going!"
The snow was blowing heavily, and no reply could be heard.
With the roar of the wind, Cao Erzhu followed him and rushed out of the shop. He felt that all the trees and grass were surrounded by soldiers. He actually had a palpitating feeling that the whole world was watching him.
"Eye……"
Obviously he couldn't see anything, but countless pairs of eyes seemed to grow in the sky, on the earth, and in all directions, staring at him.
——It’s like trying to eat people!
"Dad!"
Cao Erzhu shouted loudly, thunder exploded under his feet, and he rushed towards where his father was.
At this moment, a clear voice came from the corner of the street opposite the shop, as if suppressing some emotion:
"...Luo Shitou."
Cao Erzhu suddenly stopped.
It is impossible for outsiders to know my nickname!
This is what he has been using since he was a child to deal with strangers. Except for his father and himself, it is impossible for anyone to know about it!
"who?"
Cao Erzhu turned his head.
But what he saw was not any stranger he had met before, and certainly not an acquaintance.
It was a little girl wearing white clothes. She was pretty and looked...
Does the face look familiar?
Cao Erzhu couldn't remember where he had seen her, "Who are you?"
The girl came over, looked at the direction in which her father disappeared, and asked without answering: "Where did he go?"
Normally in this situation, Cao Erzhu would go back to the shop and lock the door.
But this girl, he has a surprisingly friendly feeling. He always sees people very accurately. He can tell a good person or a bad person at a glance, or like the old fairy Mei.
He stepped forward, looked down at the little girl who was no taller than his chest, looked familiar and friendly, and said in a low voice:
"He is my father."
Now, he is not afraid of anyone or any unexpected situation, and he is not afraid of anyone knowing that he is the son of Que Lei Han. What will Que Lei Han do!
She doesn't seem to have any ill intentions...
"Is he looking for someone?"
The girl in white didn't care about Cao Erzhu's answer. There was a little hope in her eyes: "Have he ever told you that he is looking for someone who looks about the same age as me and looks a bit like me..."
"What do you want to say?"
The girl stopped and looked up at him: "Is he looking for me?"
Cao Erzhu was shocked after hearing this. Why did my father come to find you? This is so baffling, and where did you come from?
If you feel anything.
Cao Erzhu tilted his head and looked towards the street.
In the distance stood a slim figure in red. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a man. He was waving hello:
"Hello, little brother, you are so strong~"
Cao Erzhu's scalp went numb and he stared at the little girl in front of him, "Who are you?"
Disappointment flashed in the girl's eyes, and she looked past him, but hesitated for a moment and did not enter the blacksmith shop.
She sighed in disappointment, turned back, returned to the man in the red dress, and left.
The man in the red dress, on the other hand, walked a few steps, suddenly turned back, waved and shouted:
"Hey! Luo Shitou! Don't you even remember 'Lorelei'?"