Meng San looked at the monks who gathered Yu Sheng and other mirage demons in a circle, punching and kicking them. In front of the mirage demon who was beaten, there was an ugly princess who was also beaten with her head in her arms.
The black cat next to the ugly princess that had been following her was also being beaten. Hearing the black cat's shrill screams, Meng San's heart skipped a beat.
However, in the face of Yu Sheng's begging, it still only yawned and replied lazily, "What are you asking for? I can't beat you."
Yu Sheng's voice was full of anxiety, "Don't you say that you were once a powerful figure? Can you still move mountains and create seas out of thin air, and cause the stars to change and the years to change?"
Do people really take it seriously when they are bragging?
Meng San wanted to raise her eyelids and ridicule, but then she thought that she was currently possessed by Yu Sheng's body, just a bodyless consciousness with no movements or expressions, and she couldn't help but feel discouraged.
From the moment it opens its eyes in the human world, it is different from others. It cannot distinguish what this world is, and it does not know its own name. It only knows that it exists in this world, but it cannot be heard, felt or seen by the world.
This makes it the first to understand what boring is since the emergence of consciousness.
Yes, it's just boring.
Very boring.
Because no matter how domineering it is, no one sees it and no one cares about it.
It cannot interfere with them, and they cannot interfere with themselves.
Later, it slowly discovered a way to connect with the world - possession.
Possessing a body that matches your soul, you can use this body to contact the world.
It can finally be felt, heard and heard by the world.
It’s just that there are too few bodies that match my soul.
It took a lot of effort to find one, but it died quickly because its life was short.
Therefore, it gradually sorted out the several types of races in this world: humans, demons, ghosts, immortals, and demons.
Among these five major races, ghosts, needless to say, have no body at all. Among the other four races, only humans are the best to control and possess.
But human life is also the shortest.
In its long and endless life, it is not even a hair among the nine.
Maybe it will be gone once you wake up.
Later, it wandered in the human world. Due to a certain opportunity, it came to Xuwu Mountain. It originally wanted to possess those Taoist priests who had not had time to practice and were easy to control, but it was the first to discover this group of mirages.
Many years ago, the god of war named "Wutian" in the underworld, in order to perform military exploits, killed mortals and raised Yin soldiers. With the powerful combat power of Yin soldiers, he wreaked havoc on the three realms, causing heavy casualties to the five races.
The gods in the underworld expelled Wutian from the immortal clan in the upper world and worked together to kill him.
Most of the ghosts led by Wutian lost their souls in the battle, and the remaining dozens were unable to reincarnate because of their heavy karma of killing.
There were only a few dozen left, and they were saved by the Emperor of Heaven. Remembering that these Yin soldiers were once ignorant mortals, and some were even killed by Wutian before they reached adulthood. They were indeed innocent, so they discussed with the Ghost Emperor to send Xu Wu to
A certain sea area outside the mountain was designated as a shelter for him, and an ancient formation was set up to trap him to prevent him from continuing to harm the world.
The ghosts who took off their identities as Yin soldiers put on the flesh and bones of dead fish in the sea and turned into mermaids. They stayed day and night and lived in a fixed sea area outside Xuwu Mountain. Because they were good at weaving mist and creating illusions, they were called phantoms by people in the Three Realms.
——Mirage.
The body of a living person is composed of three souls and seven souls: the living soul, the awakened soul, the soul and the seven souls.
The living soul controls the growth of the human body, the awakening soul controls the seven emotions, six desires and senses, and the soul is responsible for thinking and memory.
The seven souls produce the seven emotions.
When mirage demons die, their living souls dissipate. Wutian takes away their awakened souls and seven souls, causing them to lose their sense of touch as well as their seven emotions and six desires. They kill mechanically like puppets, without their own thoughts and feelings, leaving only their souls.
A memory full of blood and hatred.
Later, Wutian was killed, and the seven souls and juehun sealed by Wutian returned to the souls of the Yin soldiers. Many Yin soldiers who did not die in the battle fell into madness because they could not bear the killing and torture as Yin soldiers, and in the end they could not escape the end of their souls.
Yu Sheng is one of them.
He was lucky enough to have met a person who stayed with him every day to care for and comfort him like a brother.
Unfortunately for him, he persisted for a period of time with his elder brother, but he still could not escape the torment of the memory of the killing. The three souls were in conflict with each other and eventually fell apart.
When Yu Sheng died, he asked his brother to take him ashore.
Many mirages followed.
The pear blossoms bloomed on the shore, and when the sea breeze blew, they fluttered down, reflecting the white light under the moonlight.
Yu Sheng held the brother's hand. Years of mental torture had made him emaciated and his eyes were sunken.
But perhaps it was a flashback, as those originally dull eyes reflected a bit of bright white light, as if they were seeing something through the moonlight and pear blossoms.
He opened his chapped, pale lips and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, I seem... to die."
After saying that, he suddenly chuckled, his tone seemed to be relieved but full of unwillingness, and he laughed at himself: "Are you finally going to die?"
"I'm not afraid of my brother's jokes. I grew up with fine clothes and fine food. Needless to say, I went out to play in the suburbs. I only bumped into each other, and I would cry non-stop. It was nothing, but I had to make everyone cry.
So far, I have been very squeamish."
"At first, my mother and father wanted to be stricter and encouraged me, saying, 'A man, if your head is gone, it's just a wound as big as the mouth of a bowl. This little bump is nothing.' But when I heard that my head was gone, I cried even harder...
…”
"My mother and father immediately softened their hearts and comforted me, saying that people have their destination after death."
"I said they were lying. When my grandfather died, I saw with my own eyes that he was burned to ashes. When a person dies, he turns to ashes and dissipates completely. There is nothing left."
"My father and mother looked at each other, and my mother spoke first. She said, 'My grandfather did not turn into ashes. He just went to another beautiful place and will live with us in another form.'"
"I asked my mother where he was. But she asked me, do you still remember what my grandfather liked?"
"I was stunned for a moment and forgot about my sadness. Of course I remembered that my grandfather liked to plant flowers the most. This flower field in the suburbs was planted by my grandfather. Later, my grandfather passed away. My parents would take me here after paying homage to my grandfather every year.
This flower field.”
"My mother nodded and said she remembered it too, so every time she saw this flower field, she would think of her grandfather and feel that he was by her side. He liked to wear a straw hat and bend down and be busy in the flower field with a small hoe. She felt that here
Every flower is a continuation of my grandfather's life. My grandfather liked flowers so much that when he went to the underworld, he would definitely plant flowers there, so the underworld would definitely become beautiful. Although it is a place for the dead, it also carries countless thoughts.
and a place of memory. Every soul, like these flowers that carry my grandfather’s hard work and love, flies to the underworld one by one with the thoughts and blessings of the world, so it must be bright and beautiful there, and my grandfather will live there.
Very happy.”
"My mother also said that as long as we remember our grandfather, he will always be by our side. He can be a big tree, sea water, sunlight and moonlight. He can be anything in the world that I think is beautiful, or he can be anything in the world that I think is beautiful.