In the magnificent star hall, Chu Xin stood in front of the scales at a loss. When he was about to say something, the witch had already spoken.
The words "fold on fold" don't sound very reliable.
"You want to save people, right?" The witch holding the wand ducked down the steps and appeared in front of the scales, with her hands spread wide open. "No problem, I can satisfy you with anything."
"Really, really..." Chu Xin was almost full of joy and anger on her face.
The moment she raised her eyes, the witch suddenly appeared in front of her veneer, lifted her chin with her fingers, and chuckled: "But what can you give me."
"I..." Chu Xin opened her mouth.
She seemed to have exhausted all her courage before entering this magnificent hall - she had no time to think about anything else - about the sacrifices.
Sacrifice...Kaguya Qianfeng directly uses human life as a sacrifice, or it is an important material from the high-level aliens killed on the way to escape.
But that's because Kaguya Qianfeng has the ability to obtain sacrifices...she, what does she have?
"I...can I collect sacrifices for you later..." Chu Xin said timidly: "I...I have no money now, and I don't have any treasures with me..."
"You still have yourself." The witch narrowed her eyes and interrupted directly: "To me, the soul that is willing to sacrifice for others is the most valuable. You can choose to give up yourself and exchange one life for another. So what do you want?
I can guarantee that the person I want to save will be alive and kicking immediately."
Chu Xin didn't know what to say and stood blankly on the spot.
"How about it, have you thought clearly about whether to do it or not." The witch's smile was full of teasing, "If you hesitate, you can leave here now and come back later when you find treasures or sacrifices of equal value - of course
, I don’t know if the brother Huai’an you want to save can hold on until then.”
Chu Xin subconsciously looked at the calm, balanced scale, and her habitual avoidance made her murmur to herself: "Isn't it hard...is there no other way?"
"I don't know about other places, but not here." The witch sneered: "Before you want the best of both worlds, you must first have the ability to break the rules, but it's a pity that you don't. When you walk in here, your purpose is already clear.
Just to borrow my power. But why should I help you for free?"
Chu Xin looked embarrassed.
"Your hesitation proves that you are still nostalgic for yourself. You came here because you couldn't convince yourself not to save yourself." The Witch said casually: "After knowing the result, you still want to have both, that is selfishness and greed...
Little princess, you may just be your own little princess."
Chu Xin instantly fell down on the hall. The witch's words were not profound, but they were like a sharp knife, piercing her heart.
"He is really a real and ugly person." The witch narrowed her eyes, as if a shadow was attached to her, and she pressed herself against Chu Xin's body, whispering in her ear: "But we don't need to blame ourselves.
and guilt, because this is what we are like. The great deeds of saints you have heard about are true, but there may only be one such saint among millions of people, so it is no big deal to accept your own selfishness and ugliness.
Giving up your brother Huai'an is your most correct choice. You have obtained the black card. When you have more powerful abilities in the future, just like your former master Huiye Qianfeng, whether it is plundering or plundering,
It doesn’t matter if you are in charge of human life...because I will always serve you."
"give up……"
"Yes, give up this unrealistic idea." The witch's magic voice sounded slowly, "You are a woman, what's wrong with you only loving yourself? In this powerful world, in order to survive, for your parents, for
What’s wrong with you? It’s just this world that’s wrong!”
"It's the world that's wrong, not me..."
"That's right, it's just this world that's wrong, and it's Brother Huai'an who's wrong." The witch gently bit her ear with her lips, "Why should I save you beyond my means? Why should I sacrifice my own death to save you?"
Uneasy... Why does it still appear in front of you even though it has no ability to protect you? You are in the dark, you have never seen the light, why do you want to become that fleeting meteor?"
A drop of hot tears slipped silently from the corner of the little maid's eyes.
The witch gently grabbed her hand at this time, "Since he chose to save you even at the expense of himself, then please ask him to carry out this belief to the end, don't you think so?"
"You...what are you going to do..." Chu Xin seemed to have been drained of all her strength. She didn't even know if it was her own hand that was raising or because the witch was grabbing her arm...
"Sacrifice, sacrifice your brother Huai'an to me." The witch whispered softly: "Look, he is right next to you, just like a living sacrifice. He is an excellent sacrifice at your fingertips.
.For a person who sacrificed to allow you to survive, shouldn't you let his wish come true? Let him...become your treasure and fulfill everything for you. Sacrifice him, and you can leave this place right away.
In a dangerous place, you can go back to your parents right away, and you can go back to a carefree life... Everything will be so beautiful."
Chu Xin's eyes were blank, and she let the witch hold her palm and slowly stretched out towards the scale... This was the space of thoughts, but at this time she could clearly feel the Huai'an tightly held in the entity.
The temperature of big brother’s hand.
Rough... roomy palms.
"Just put it down gently, slowly, and your dream will come true. It's easy, it's easy..." The magic voice slowly sounded: "You won't feel guilty. This is what you deserve.
You won’t be uneasy, because you will soon forget, because we are used to forgetting pain, and time... time will eventually heal you.”
——Woof!
——Woof woof!
The sound of a dog barking suddenly came to mind in this almost incomprehensible heart - Chu Xin suddenly raised his head and broke free from the witch's hand.
The witch...the witch was startled.
I saw Chu Xin lowering his head at this time, holding his heart firmly, and instantly leaving this magnificent hall - no sacrifice... no transaction.
"This...can this thing even turn over?"
The witch looked at the absolutely balanced scale as if in a daze, and was speechless for a long time.
…
The fugitive frowned, and with his extremely keen senses, it seemed as if the girl was "back" again... He looked around suspiciously, but couldn't see any clues.
However, Chu Xin was silent at this time, but there was a black card in her hand. In front of the attacker, the girl gritted her teeth and resolutely tried to use the black card.
tear apart.
She tried very hard, extremely hard, but she still couldn't tear the black card apart, even if she just bent it slightly.
"Such a thing...I...I don't want it!" She didn't give up, she just used up her meager strength, "I...I want to rely on myself!"
Card--!
On the black, extremely tough card, a small break appeared in an instant, and then it collapsed directly as if it was out of control! The card was torn into two halves and burned spontaneously in an instant, leaving no trace.
.
Chu Xin took a deep breath and held the young Huai'an's hand again. She stopped crying. She just silently grabbed the large and rough palm and pressed it against her forehead. "Will you blame me for not letting go?"
You, you will blame me, right... But Xiaoxin is such an ordinary person... Brother Huai'an, you must hate me, hate me for refusing to see you... So, wake up, wake up and beat me and scold me
Me, it’s okay to wake up and take revenge on me... Let me use the remaining time to atone and feel ashamed to you. Please... wake up."
A slight moan came from the young man's mouth.
He was still unconscious, but had some slight reaction.
Chu Xin felt sad and happy, "Brother Huai'an, you...you heard what I said..."
"You can't save him." The voice of the attacker was heard calmly.
Chu Xin was startled, and realized that at some point, the ambusher had stood in front of the young Huai'an... He stretched out his palm, and a thin black light emanated from his palm, covering the young man's arms.
On An's body.
"It's you...you can save Brother Huai'an!" Chu Xin was surprised and happy.
"Save?" The attacker shook his head: "I don't know, but I can make him the same as me... an apostle, no, maybe just a half apostle. Sorry, I can't fully understand it yet, but if I can simply
There should be no problem in letting him [alive]."
"Will...will I become like you?" Chu Xin asked tremblingly.
"Yes." The Fuyu nodded, "But it's not because of you, but because I think that maybe I also need a companion... This person seems to have been with me for a long time."
"As long as I can survive..." Chu Xin murmured to himself.
At this moment, the palm of the croucher's palm split open instantly, and then countless ugly granules grew crazily out of the cracks in the palm... The crazily proliferating granules turned into tentacles covered with mucus, which were directly from the young man's arms.
He got into the wounds on An's body.
"No!" Chu Xin was shocked.
But the ambusher looked back, and an invisible force instantly lifted Chu Xin away... She instantly flew dozens of meters away, spit out a mouthful of blood, and when she looked up again, Brother Huai'an
His body was still completely penetrated by the terrifying fleshy tentacles.
At this moment, when she saw the ambush person, she seemed to be seeing a formless, ever-changing... monster lurking in the thick black fog.
ah--!
She hugged her head and screamed, as if she couldn't breathe... something seemed to be swallowing her inside.
"It's a good feeling of fear." The attacker took a gentle breath at this time.
"Monster, monster... let him go, let him go!" Chu Xin went crazy. He didn't have any moves, he just poured all his strength into his legs - bumping.
The ambusher casually waved his hand, and Chu Xin was knocked out again... Her whole body was limp, and most of her internal organs seemed to be damaged... Even her sight was mostly stained by the blood pouring out of her eyes.
Bloody red...dark...
--ah……
--I see……
--turn out to be……
——Incompetent people…
——No matter what decision you make...
——It's all...wrong.
She lay quietly on the green grass... and the world seemed to suddenly turn over, and her whole body fell... into a pure white space.
…
"Am...am I dead?"
"You're awake."
She turned around, but only saw a silhouette... a man sitting with his back to her, painting in this empty and pure white space.
He has black hair and sounds like he is young.
The way of painting is... oil painting.
The palette on the young man's palm is already colorful, as if he has been painting it for a long time.
Chu Xin subconsciously walked towards the black-haired young man who was painting, and asked cautiously: "Is this... the fairy palace?"
"This is the place where you will die." The young man said calmly: "It is the most real place for you. You can have enough time to recall everything you have experienced here. Don't worry, there will be enough time.
Yes, and no one bothers you."
"remember……"
Doors appeared in front of Chu Xin's eyes in an irregular manner, diagonally, vertically, horizontally, and even suspended in mid-air.
"Open it and take a look." The young man continued: "Any one will do."
This voice seemed to have magic power. Chu Xin hesitantly reached out his hand and carefully opened the door closest to him.
——Doctor, doctor! What’s wrong with my wife? I must, I must keep the big one!
——How come there are so many scenes? It’s just an ordinary disembowelment...
——That's it...
"This...is this?"
"What happened when you were born."
Chu Xin was startled. Inside the door was a delivery room that didn't look very complete but was clean. She whispered: "It turns out that this was how it was when I was born..."
Suddenly a baby cries... Under the spotlight, in the amniotic fluid and blood, the ugly duckling-like baby has not yet opened its eyes and is formally looking at the newborn world.
Chu Xin, however, had burst into tears unknowingly... It turned out that seeing her own birth with her own eyes was such a feeling, as if her heart was filled with something.
She subconsciously looked at the door next door, with a hint of hope, and quickly pushed it open without any further hesitation.
——Old lady! Do you know how to prepare milk powder? Didn’t you say that the temperature cannot exceed fifty?
——Can you do it? You just gave birth to a baby and you have become an old woman. I think you dislike getting old after giving birth, right?
Chu Xin couldn't help but burst out laughing. She wiped her eyes and smiled bitterly: "It's still like this. We've been quarreling since we were young. How funny!"
Smiling and laughing, even the speed of wiping could not keep up with the speed of tears pouring out.
"I'm...what's wrong with me...I'm obviously very happy..."
She opened another door.
When you are babbling, when you are starting to toddle...those are the easiest times to forget.
When you are happy.
——The boss ran away this year and there are not many spiritual stones left... This year is really sad, eh!
——Spring has arrived, and the harvest in Lingtian is almost done. Maybe I can breathe again... Xiaoxin, my dear, take some dumplings and give them to the child in Huai'an. That child is so pitiful.
——I don’t have enough to eat myself, so I can take care of others.
——You, you, you woman!
When you are unhappy.
——Let’s set off fireworks!
——But...where did the fireworks come from?
——I picked it up, look! Fairy stick!
--Wow!
When we were childhood sweethearts.
——I didn’t... didn’t pass the exam, yes, I’m sorry.
——It doesn’t matter, our Xiaoxin is the best!
The first time I didn’t know how to go ahead.
——You are so beautiful, can you work as a maid for the great monk?
——But I...
——You just need to tell your family that you are doing cleaning work in the rich man’s apartment. You also need money to help your father treat his illness, right?
——Okay...Okay.
When you feel anxious.
——This is...this is the latest model of fairy clothes!
——What, it was a gift from our master.
When I don’t know why I start to feel jealous.
——He worked hard to carry animal materials inside the city gate.
——She was on her way to buy daily necessities.
When passing by.
——Have you thought about it? This time Master Qianfeng comes back, will you serve him?
——I...I'll think about it again...
Maybe...maybe it's time to make a change.
She closed the door instantly... the sound was particularly loud.
"Don't you like these bad memories?" the young man who was painting suddenly asked.
Chu Xin slowly sat down against the door, hugging her knees tightly, "I just don't like myself like this."
"There are still many things you like about yourself." The young man painting smiled slightly, "There are still many doors."
"No need." She buried her head, "The more you see yourself that you like, the less you will like yourself now."
"Would it be better if it were the other way around?" The young man who was painting said again, "Only the bad doors will be left."
Chu Xin subconsciously raised her head, but still could only see the young man's back - she had opened many doors of memory, from childhood to adulthood, and logically had changed many positions... However, she could never see the other person's face.
Face - even the profile.
"Wouldn't that be... more painful?" She murmured to herself, "Even if I die, I have to carry these bad memories with me."
"Then why don't you forget everything?" The young man added, "The good and the bad, all that is left is a blank."
Chu Xin said in a daze: "Can...can this be done?"
"It is said that after a person dies, he has to drink a bowl of soup and forget everything about his life." The young man said slowly, "Then he will start a different life again in a blank space."
"After a person dies..." Chu Xin said subconsciously: "Shouldn't the soul go to the [Ninth Prison]? I heard the adults in [Qionghua Pavilion] said... Unless it is to seize the body, otherwise..."
"So it's a legend." The young man smiled calmly: "It makes people feel good."
"Sounds good." Chu Xin nodded subconsciously, "If you can forget this..."
"Do you want to drink this bowl of soup?"
"I...can I? It's not a legend?"
"Yes, it's a legend, but I didn't say it doesn't exist." The young man said while painting: "I like to collect some bits and pieces. You can leave these doors to me, and then I will give them to you.
A bowl of soup like this.”
"It...what use are they to you?" Chu Xin asked blankly.
"Are they useful to you?" the young man suddenly asked.
Chu Xin thought deeply: "If I were still alive, these things would probably...probably be my most precious things."
"Yes, it is the most precious thing." The young man stopped his hand at this time, and the palette and brush fell on both sides at the same time. "It is everything that makes up you, your complete life. I think it is unique."
"I'm just that ordinary..."
"There will be people who like to record ordinary things." The young man stood up, "Just like this."
Chu Xin stared blankly at the completed painting.
That's what she looks like when she wipes her nose and cries.
"So, I look like this..." She subconsciously approached and reached out to touch herself in the painting, as if to wipe away her tears in the painting, "Am I... going to cry like this in the future?"
"They all cry."
"Will you... laugh?"
"They all laugh."
Chu Xin whispered: "Will everyone... meet you when they die?"
"I will meet myself."
Chu Xin trembled: "Am I really...dead?"
"On your deathbed, there is a lot of time here. You can stay here for a long, long time, but there will always be a moment when it ends."
"I seem to still have a lot... a lot of things I want to do that I haven't done yet." Chu Xin smiled bitterly, "I always feel that I am unwilling to do it."
"A life lost young will have more regrets than an old one."
Chu Xin said quietly: "But I...but I really don't want to give up..."
"That's why it's precious." The young man whispered, "It's like I took it away from you."
“What would I become if I didn’t choose to drink?”
"Maybe it will turn into free soul power and be added to the guardian spirits of major cities. Maybe it will be taken to the [Ninth Prison]." The young man said calmly: "Maybe it will gradually disappear without leaving any traces. There will always be some
It is too late for the soul to find its home."
"Why... why..."
"Because [Cang Lan] has no way of reincarnation yet."
"I don't understand."
"It doesn't matter." The young man said softly, "You can stay here for a long time, maybe you will figure it out."
"No need." Chu Xin shook his head and looked back at himself in the painting.
I saw the tears shed by the girl in the painting slowly flowing out of the painting and into her palms, like clear water from a spring, swaying.
"I...will I meet my parents again in the future...in the new world?"
The young man slowly opened his hands, and instantly an extremely huge door appeared behind Chu Xin.
Chu Xin stared blankly.
The young man said softly: "You will no longer be their child, but you will have a few chances to meet in the vast sea of people, but you won't care because you are no longer [Chu Xin]."
"In this way..." Chu Xin whispered: "Then brother Huai'an... I, can I repay him in the new world?"
"If you are willing." The young man waved his hand... As he waved, the huge door slowly turned and turned to the other side. "You will still pass by your parents in this life in the vast sea of people."
Yes, but I will meet Zhao Huaian in a sea of people."
"If this is just a dream before I die." Chu Xin showed a bitter smile, "I really hope I won't wake up from this dream."
The palm holding the tears slowly moved to his lips.
Door after door of memory gradually disappeared with the flow of tears. In the hazy state, Chu Xin murmured to himself: "Huai'an..."
The girl suddenly dropped her hands, turned around expressionlessly, and slowly walked towards the open door. As she walked, the door of memory disappeared faster...
Everywhere, but in twos and threes, to scattered.
The young man casually opened one of the few doors and looked inside.
——Huai'an, from now on, please call me Huai'an! Brother Huai'an said he was going to work and support himself, so he won't accompany me anymore!
——Woof woof! Woof!
The dog's barking and the girl's laughter also disappeared with the disappearance of the memory door.
The young man walked to the painting and wrote its name on it.
