I quickly comforted Lao Zhu and said: Don't get excited, you have to let me digest this sudden explosion of information no matter what, right? You have to let me organize the language to tell you, right?
I lit a cigarette, leaned against the wall of the tomb, straightened out the thoughts in my head, and said to Lao Zhu: We used to think that everyone, including my father, was pursuing immortality, right?
In Li Zhongzhi's "Li Zhongzhi's" Jian Xing's life-extending state, the one we see and hear about the most is that kind of ghost baby.
It's like a corpse in an iron box that can give birth to a living child in its belly. This is the most reliable method of immortality we have ever seen. We always thought that everyone was looking for this method.
But now, we know the answer unexpectedly. The focus is on this kind of flower of the other side.
Look at this little meat ball, it looks like a ginseng fruit. In fact, it can really be regarded as the fruit of this kind of flower. If this thing can grow up, it will be another me.[
But if I really understood what my second brother meant and guessed correctly, this fruit cannot grow on the branches of the other side flower. It can only grow a prototype here, and then put it into a carrier.
Grow into a baby. Then there is another "I" in this world. It is equivalent to me living forever.
We have never understood why there are so many Taoist Kings in the world, and what is the situation with the ghost infants. Now everything can have an answer. Here, Taoist Wang let Bianhuahua suck his blood and grow another "self".
Then put it into the body of the line-faced people.
Yes, that's it, this is the so-called longevity! This is the flower of the other shore! The flower of the other shore that can produce the past and present life!
After hearing this, Lao Zhu looked unnaturally surprised and muttered: What you mean is that we only need to find a woman with a straight face now, and we don’t need to sleep with her. I, Lao Zhu, just need to let the flower suck my blood and grow a new one.
Little Lao Zhu was then put into Line Face’s belly, and a few years later, another me was born?!
My second brother and I nodded and said: Yes, that's it.
Lao Zhu started walking around randomly, kept grabbing his hair, and his eyes almost turned red. Finally, he grabbed my shoulders and said: Is this true? He can really live forever.
Not old?
I felt a chill in my heart and thought to myself, Lao Zhu, what's going on? But after thinking about it, I felt relieved. Immortality, that's immortality! Just thinking about it, I couldn't calm down. It's really before my eyes. Who can refuse this offer?
The temptation of great immortality? Zheng Bishan died because of this in the front, which made me feel regretful. This old man is actually not too bad. If he had not jumped into the sea of reincarnation and followed us until now, wouldn't it be a proof?
Taoist great immortality?
After getting my approval, Lao Zhu almost fell into madness and shouted: Then what are we waiting for?! Let's find a straight face now, no matter what the hell, give yourself immortality first, see you later
Even if Qin Shihuang dies, at least he still has a way out.
The second brother slapped the crazy old Zhu and cursed: Wake up! This is not real immortality! This is just like the life extension of the star, it is just an attempt by the ancients on the road to immortality, but this method needs to be more perfect.
One thing, I won’t say anything else. As far as I know, that Taoist Wang mutated so many selves, but in fact, no one who came out was himself. What was created by this method was just another person in the world who looks like you.
Just the same people.
There is just another person in the world who looks exactly like you. This sentence made me fall into deep thought instantly.
The second brother once said that he was born in the carrier of Xiao Cui'er, and he looks exactly like my father. Now the answer is ready to come out. This is also the answer that has troubled me for a long time.
I simply asked directly and said: So you are the copy of my father Zhao Jianguo? The other side flower sucked his blood to grow into a new you?
The second brother shook his head and said: In fact, you have always guessed exactly ten, but you are wrong about the most important point. I have grown up in the carrier for countless years. I am not his copy, but should be said
, he is my copy.
I was regarded as the most special one and everyone mistakenly thought I was you. In fact, grandpa was wrong at first and thought I was you, so he chose to copy me.
I am the most special one, not because I am a fetus within a womb, nor because Little Tweety is the most special one, but because the person who serves as the carrier for me and Little Tweety is the great patriarch of the line-faced race.
It is not an exaggeration to say that things grown in the patriarch's body have been misunderstood by others. But these things are no longer important now, just like Zhao Dakui, the Zhang family, including the interest groups behind Nana, they are now our
There is no need to care.
Their involvement in this matter was originally intended to make the water more turbid and confuse many people's attention. The more complicated the matter, the safer you are, because no one dares to act rashly.
But when they get here, they will all be clowns.[
After the second brother finished speaking, he directly turned on the extra-large search light in the backpack that we always used, and said: Look below!
Under the illumination of the search light, we found that we were on a platform connected by a staircase. There was nothing resplendent, just a simple stone color. On both sides of the staircase, there were two rows of Yin soldiers.
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After going down the stairs, there is a huge and majestic square-like thing below. It is densely packed with Yin soldiers, and their armor is emitting a faint light under the bright light of the search light.
At the other end of the square, there is another staircase, but this staircase is made of pure white marble and has nine sections in total.
My eyes continued to sweep forward. On the white marble stairs, nine dragons were coiled. There was a golden dragon on it, which was extremely domineering.
The second brother patted me on the shoulder and said: Let's go and meet our final fate.
After saying that, he strode down, walked slowly, and began to take off his clothes. Lao Zhu and I followed behind him. Wherever he went, the cold Yin soldiers automatically gave way to a way out.
Only then did I realize that the man walking at the front was not only mysterious all the time, nor did he always give people a strong sense of security. It was his whole person who had this temperament.
He just wants to walk in the front, yes, that's it. If another person walks in the front, I will feel unnatural.
I still can't understand the situation of my second brother taking off his clothes, and I don't know if I should follow suit and take off my clothes completely.
But he didn’t let me take it off, so I shouldn’t take it off, right?
This journey was long and heavy, but compared to the journey he took for three generations, it was so short.
The Yin soldiers are very powerful and give people a strong sense of oppression. But now, I don’t know why I suddenly became not afraid. They are just very friendly. I don’t even know where this feeling comes from. It’s my second brother. What?
When we walked up to the white marble stairs, the second brother looked up at the dragon chair above and looked back at me.
Looking back for the last time in this life.
He began to walk up the stairs, and with every step his body was bleeding, until his whole body burst open and he turned into a bloody man.
I don't feel sad, only a deep sense of fate. I feel that I should be happy for him at this time. Although I don't know anything, I can feel that this is his transformation.
He turned around, not looking at Lao Zhu and I, but slowly sat on the dragon chair, his body covered in blood like a fiery red battle armor, full of domineering air.
As soon as he sat down, the nine heavenly dragons on the dragon chair seemed to come alive, and their dragon roars shook the sky.
The second brother waved again.
One hundred thousand Yin soldiers knelt down and worshiped.
I turned around again, and three men in white clothes came with their feet on the green dragon and swords in hand. Before I fell into coma, I heard the last words of my second brother.[
Xiao Sanliang, I will go to hell to slay demons, and you will go to Kunlun to greet the gods.
Everything happened so unexpectedly, yet so naturally.