Since the car accident, Mu Xingfu has been full of psychological shadows about water, when he slowly sinks in the water, and his nose, ears and mouth are pouring water into it, people's consciousness is very clear, that is to say, drowning, in fact, is a particularly sober way to die.

After experiencing unspeakable pain, the heart beat more and more violently, and finally exploded, and the soul was suddenly emptied.

The body fell straight and floated in mid-air. Mu Xingfu opened his eyes, and he could only see nothingness.

Am I dead?

She slowly stood up straight, her ears were ethereal, she touched her chest, her heart was not beating, she was holding her breath, and she didn't feel anything wrong.

So quiet.

She raised her hand and slowly released her palm, watching the relics in her palm slowly crack open thin cracks, and after a long time, she faintly heard the sound of running water, and then an invisible force pulled her up violently.

Caught off guard, the relics slipped from the palm of his hand and slowly disappeared.

And Mu Xingfu was pushed all the way up, and was finally thrown to the shore from the invisible water.

"Ahem!" she clutched her chest, coughing heartbreakingly. I finally came to my senses and found a person standing not far ahead.

Looking up and seeing that face, her heart, which had just regained its beating, almost stopped again in an instant. He opened his mouth to call the name, but stopped abruptly the moment he spilled out.

It was his face, but it wasn't him: he wouldn't look at her with such condescending eyes, with the contempt of a group of careless cares.

It's not deliberately showy, it's really not in her eyes, it's ruthless like a smiling Buddha statue in the temple.

"Did it work?" the man sighed in a subtle, sometimes surprised and triumphant tone.

"Who are you?" Mu Xingfu asked in a dumb voice.

"Me?" the man thought for a moment and replied, "God." ”

"So, who is he?"

"It's one of my thousands of gods. "God" looked at her with interest, "You want to see him?"

Mu Xingfu nodded.

"What are you going to do when you meet him?"

His tone always made Mu Xingfu feel a little ill-willed: "What do you want me to do?"

"Of course, it's by his side! Let him be nostalgic for the world and reluctant to leave. ”

"And then?"

And then he became a failure. "God" suddenly smiled, but his smile was a little cold, "All my experienced primordial gods have succeeded, all of them have become immortals and demons, each one is more powerful than the other, it's too boring." So I put obstacles in the way of them myself, but so far, this is the only one that seems to have worked. ”

This guy's thinking is even more unreasonable than Master Mingli's.

"You ......" Mu Xingfu suddenly had a terrible thought, "What did you do?"

"I made you. "God" stretched out his hand, and he didn't know when he took a purple-black wood carving, which carved Mu Xingfu in his school uniform.

Mu Xingfu remembers it. This thing once appeared next to Xue Ying, who died young, and was later stolen by Mama Ai, and after Mama Ai died, the stove was taken back and handed to her.

Mu Xingfu trembled: "I...... I'm a piece of wood?"

"Your body is a piece of wood, but your soul is not. I extracted the baby's soul, put it in wood, and sent you to another world to escape the Heavenly Dao, thinking that I would get you back when the wind passed. The "god" flipped his hand, and the wood carving had disappeared.

Putting that baby's soul in wood?!

In other words, she is the child who died young, she is the biological daughter of Xue Qi and Liao Yunxi!

Mu Xingfu's eyes widened, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"God" was a little impatient: "Have you finished asking, I should send you back after asking." ”

"Why made me, the stove...... Will it fail?"

"Because you will drag him back, become his demons, his obstacles. "God" took it for granted, "If you die, or if you give up or disappear, his heart will be like ashes, and becoming an immortal and a demon is just a thought." As a result, you refused to let go," and the "god" smiled a little grimly again, appreciating, "You are so good at holding back." ”

"Do you mean that if I reappear in his life force, it will become a stumbling block on his way to becoming an immortal and a demon?"

"God" nodded: "And it's a big, big stumbling block, the kind that can directly trip him to death." What kind of expression do you have? Don't want to go back? Afraid that his glorious future will be affected? It's come to this point, and you actually want to give up?!"

"What if...... He fails, what will happen?"

"How do I know? I haven't failed. However, it should dissipate as if it never existed. Have you thought about it, do you want to go back?"

"What about me? Xue Ying's body is completely dead, and I'm ...... Just a piece of wood, how long can I live?"

"I don't know. I'm not bored enough to look into this yet. I'll give you the last five seconds to decide: Do you want to go back or not?"

Do you want?

Dragging a shell that rotted at some point, going back and destroying his life? If she dies again soon, won't he suffer the pain of losing her again?

"I don't want to ......," she murmured.

"God" was a little disappointed, but soon stopped caring: "Forget it." He was about to leave, but he heard Mu Xingfu continue with tears in his eyes:

"I don't want to let go. Even if I can only see him again when I go back, I will go back!"

"God" stood up straight: "Are you sure?"

Tears fell, and Mu Xingfu nodded firmly: "I'm sure." ”

"With your words, Heavenly Dao can't say anything. Then you can go back!" The "god" raised his foot and simply kicked Mu Xingfu back into the void "water".

The river poured into his mouth and nose again, Mu Xingfu struggled in pain, and faintly heard someone shouting in the sound of the rushing water, and then his clothes were grabbed and pulled up.

I was dizzy for a long time, and it was not easy to regain my vision. When I opened my eyes, I saw a pure blue.

What a beautiful sky!

"Why did you fall into the water, little girl?" came a woman's voice.

Mu Xingfu tilted his head and found that there was a group of people around him. She sat up slowly, looking at the familiar service they were wearing, and her nose was sour: "Where is this?"

"This is Ganshatun, did you rush down from upstream?" the woman asked again.

"Ganshatun?" Mu Xingfu repeated, looking back at the river, and then looking at the surrounding environment: a golden rice field, it is the scene of approaching a bumper harvest, where is the shadow of "dry" and "sand"?

"I ...... I'm a little confused. Excuse me, what year is it?"

The woman seemed unable to answer the question, and looked at an old man with a beard beside her. The old gentleman stroked his beard and replied, "The little emperor has been on the throne for ten years, right? This year should be the tenth year of Mingfeng." ”

Mu Xingfu's eyes were slightly stunned: In other words, it has been a full ten years since the day she "died".

Ten years is enough time for everything to be human, right?

She got up with difficulty and asked a question that even she couldn't believe: "Excuse me, is this the north of Xinjiang?"

The answer given by the old man turned out to be: "Yes, this is northern Xinjiang." ”