Xiao Jiang smiled bitterly and looked at Yu Litou. He never dreamed that the memory of Tang San from another world would fall on Yu Litou. No wonder Tang San of the Haotian Sect was just a naughty boy who had no experience of life and death.
, he said to the dysentery head:
"Don't talk so much about the disease. Although I don't have the medicine to regenerate your severed limbs, I can restore your meridians and Dantian, and you can continue to practice."
Ruidi shook his head and said:
"It's not necessary. I am a person with no future just like Tang San. I am destined to be a sin even if I am alive. Xiao Jiang, it is good to see you again. At least you let me know that even if I am down and out, there is still a chance. I just
One of the losers.
I once found an ordinary sleeve arrow from a secret book, but I didn't have the money to hire a blacksmith to make it, so I tinkered with it for half a year and finally completed half of the set.
Think about it, I am really stupid. I have sold chickens and dogs for money. Wouldn’t it be delicious to eat them myself? Just for the sake of that far-fetched dream, I am starving. What’s the point of holding half a quiver...
"
As he spoke, Yan Litou took out a handwritten book from his arms and handed it to Xiao Jiang and said:
"This is the Xuantian Treasure Record that I wrote based on Tang San's memory. Maybe it will be of some use to you."
Xiao Jiang held the book and said:
"how about you?"
Rui Litou laughed and said:
"Of course I'm doing what I'm supposed to do...cough cough cough...you help me scoop a bowl of well water. This was the only good thing to satisfy our hunger when we were so hungry that we couldn't help it."
Xiao Jiang's eyes were slightly red. He also remembered the helplessness and despair he felt when he was a little beggar. However, in order to survive, the desolation he felt at the beginning was difficult to describe.
He walked to the mouth of the well and picked up the gourd gourd to scoop out water. As soon as he scooped up the water, he heard a popping sound. He turned around quickly and saw that an iron arrow had pierced the temple of the man's head, but there was a trace of trace on his face.
smile.
Xiao Jiang put down the gourd and ladle and squatted down. He clenched his fists and whispered:
"Is this your choice? Maybe you would have lived a better life without being conscious of Tang San. Two desperate consciousnesses, coupled with your helpless body and life... Yu Litou, you go well, maybe in the next life you will
You will have a happy life."
Xiao Jiang picked up the dysentery head and headed out of the village. People in the mountain village were afraid of trouble and were hiding at home. Xiao Jiang looked at a majestic mountain in the distance and jumped away. When he reached the top of the mountain, Xiao Jiang gave him a palm
He blasted a big hole out of the top of the bluestone mountain. He put the body into it and sealed the entrance with a huge boulder. He smoothed the boulder and faced it in the direction of Haoyue City. On the surface of the boulder, he wrote the words "The Tomb of Yu Litou" and "Xiao Jiang Jingli". He looked into the distance in front of the boulder.
He took out a bottle of wine and put a roast chicken next to it and said:
"Ruan Litou, if I hadn't awakened my memory in the first place, I would probably have had the same troubled life as you. And you could still have been living a casual life, but Tang San's memory actually appeared in your soul because of me.
Is this fate? Fate is so unpredictable."
Xiao Jiang poured half a bottle of wine on the ground. He drank the wine in one gulp silently, with a bit of confusion, sadness and dejection in his eyes.
Seeing Yu Litou finally decisively end his miserable life, Xiao Jiang couldn't help but recall the selves he had merged with again and again. The better selves were still alive when fused, some only left memories, some were crazy, and some were selves.
Some are serious and responsible, some are too ambitious, and some don't know what to do.
And what about my own self? After integrating so many selves, I still go my own way. Apart from choosing to continue to become stronger and find answers to the plane, in reality I still want to live a peaceful life like water.
This time he merged into the little beggar self and lost the way to return home. Although he recovered Xiaobai and Space after hard training, he still could not find a way to return. And he began to collect those beauties without restraint, which was inevitably without worry.
The idea that it would be over if he could not go back or die again, and find more beautiful women to give birth to his own offspring, may be the true side hidden deep in his soul.
Xiao Jiang didn't think about those things before. After seeing the maniac choose to die rather than live again, Xiao Jiang saw his heart clearly. A teardrop from the corner of his eye fell on the bluestone and formed a splash, but his heart was unsettled.
"Xiao Bai, what do you think I should do next? It is inevitable to find my place back home, and it is inevitable to go to the Ancient God Realm. But besides cultivating and becoming an immortal, what else should I do?
Or am I just getting stronger for the sake of getting stronger like I am here, wandering through this world in a daze, even if my own women are unwilling to let them be a drag, am I still considered a strong person? Aren’t the strong supposed to be fearless?
, shouldn’t we move forward bravely, shouldn’t we be the strong back that protects our family from wind and rain?”
Xiao Jiang asked in a low voice, and Xiao Bai replied:
"Master, I don't have the ability to analyze emotions in detail, but judging from your past experience, you take good care of your women and don't want anything to happen to them. Maybe you make them stronger because you don't want to be dragged down, but because of you
The fear of being dragged down in your heart also means that you value them.
You can ask yourself, if something happened to your women, would you try to solve the problem for them?"
Xiao Jiang said almost without hesitation:
"Yes, although my feelings are very weak, my women are part of me. I will not watch them get into trouble and danger."
"That's right. It proves that you are still responsible and you are just afraid of trouble. This is a problem of your character.
As for what you want to do in the future, you may actually already have the answer in your mind. When you get to the Ancient God Realm, you can just do things according to your heart."
Xiao Bai didn't understand emotions, but his absolute rational analysis still made Xiao Jiang feel more relaxed. He nodded and said:
"Maybe, the past is the past, and there is still a day to look forward to in the future. Maybe I will die, maybe I will never wake up again. As long as I face everything calmly, I can take life and death lightly. The only way is to protect my family.
You have to use all your strength to bear it.”
Putting down the empty wine bottle, Xiao Jiang stood up and looked at the tombstone he had erected for the plague patient and said:
"Brother Ruitou, I embarked on the road to becoming a god, but you got Tang San's memory and became a ghost. Since you gave Xuantian Baolu to me, then I will fuse it and transform it into one suitable for the use of god-level powerhouses.
Hidden weapons."
…
Half a month later, in the arena of the Killing City, Xiao Jiang, who was wearing a mask, looked at Meng Yiran and Dugu Yan who finally won, nodded with satisfaction and opened the Huangquan Road. When they entered the Huangquan Road, Xiao Jiang looked back at the man who had been looking after the Killing City for him for many years.
Killbringer said:
"I plan to turn the Slaughter City into a real Slaughter City, and make the Huangquan Road more dangerous, and then leave. Will you go with me or stay here and continue to control this place?"