How did these 4,700 years pass?

The time of the sun is the hour after noon, so the warm sun of the sun is always hanging in the southwest of the sky.

There was no rain, no night, everything grew in the rising aura, and he had no sense of the passing time.

It was only after setting foot in Middle-earth that I truly realized that time was passing.

Every twelve hours, the land here goes through a day and night, and the rotation of the sun and moon in the sky cuts the time on the earth so clearly and fragmentedly, but the people here seem to be very accustomed to it, and they keep the changing hours, the sun rises and the sun sets.

People die one stubble after another, and they live one stubble after another.

When locusts cross the border, people will die in famine, rivers will burst, people will die in floods, and then there will be epidemics, landslides, tsunamis......

And even when there is no disaster, people will die inexplicably.

He once saw a drunkard get drunk and fall on the ground after the rain. There happened to be a small pit in the ground, and the rain that was trapped in the pit was not as high as a finger, but it flooded the drunkard's nose.

After a while, the drunkard died.

This scene made Jia Gu Heng feel inexplicable, and he couldn't understand how the creatures here could be so incompetent.

Time flies in Middle-earth.

The traces of reincarnation suddenly became apparent. The flowers bloom and fall in the spring, and they bloom again in the next spring, and the wheat ripens in the field year after year, and the people harvest and sow the seeds the following year. Every day here repeats yesterday, and every season repeats the previous one.

The past 4,700 years were like an hour here, and he thought back carefully, remembering only a few phantoms, most of which were faced by opponents who did not know whether they were alive or dead, and they were defeated in less than a few rounds.

Aside from the flaws that brought him here, he couldn't even remember the faces of those people.

"Is it hard to answer?" Du Weifeng asked.

Countless complicated thoughts swept over, making Jia Gu Heng feel a little irritable.

He stared at Du Weifeng coldly, "Why are you asking this question." ”

Du mocked up and laughed, "Although I don't know what the situation of your demons is, I want to tell you that even if it doesn't make sense, people can live." ”

Jia Gu Heng's expression fell into a slight dazedness, "...... What do you mean? ”

Du mocked the wind and said softly, "People want to live, it is a natural ability, and they don't need to rely on any illusory beliefs. To live in the clouds is to live, to live like a beast is to live, you don't need to think about death before you live, you can't understand anything - you can still live. ”

Jia Gu Heng has hidden anger, "...... Isn't that like a brute, what's the point of living! ”

Du Weifeng looked at the reaction of the person in front of him, feeling disgusted and amused.

Thinking of the case files that Ji Ran had collected, he suddenly guessed the reason for Jia Gu Heng's murder.

Du Weifeng said as he stretched out his little finger and leisurely plucked his ears.

"I've already said that people can live even if they don't make sense. As for the case, if someone thinks that living like a beast is not worth living, then he himself can choose to die like a human being. ”

After plucking out his ears, Du mocked his nails and blew a breath.

"People have this freedom anyway, I don't know if there are demons."

Jia Gu Heng was stunned for a moment, and his clenched fist suddenly released.

"Again, you first asked me if I was afraid of death, and then asked me if I was afraid of the pain associated with death, this is called stealing the concept - don't these pains exist when you are alive?

"The catastrophe and the epidemic are terrible, the small illness and small pain are as grinding as people, and people are afraid of old age when they are old, and they are not afraid of waiting until they are about to die.

"It's a pity that people are dying and they haven't finished what they want to do, but this regret is too extravagant, and there are only a few people who know what they want to do, and even fewer who know their minds and can let go of what they want to do...... Those things that may not dare or be able to do in life often have to die before they can give people courage.

"As for parting ways with old friends and relatives for various reasons, going their separate ways - isn't this a common thing in the world, some people can be entangled for a lifetime because of love and hatred, how can they come to you, just afraid that yin and yang will be separated.

"Still, you'll be forgiven for confusing these things."

Jia Gu Heng raised his head, "Why?" ”

"Want to hear it?"

“…… Think. ”

Du mocked his eyes and smiled, "Because you don't have a name, and you put all kinds of names on yourself, after a long time, you don't understand the meaning of the name itself." ”

Du Weifeng's eyes sank slightly, staring at Jia Gu Heng, "The pain in the world also has its name, and if you don't know the name of each kind of suffering, you put them in the basket of life and death, thinking that these are all brought about by the so-called 'meaning of life' and 'meaning of death' - you shouldn't understand these questions." ”

Jia Gu Heng felt some heat on the horns of his head again.

He blinked and shook his head vigorously.

Du Weifeng looked at the person in front of him and had the same reaction as a few days ago, and couldn't help but pay attention, he found that whenever he started to speak at length, Jia Gu Heng's face would be slightly dark, as if someone was strangling his brain out of thin air.

Thinking of the scene when he suddenly abandoned the knife and left before, Du mocked the wind and blessed his heart, and almost leaned towards Jia Gu Heng.

"But there's one more good thing, guess what?"

He continued to throw questions at the other party, not allowing the conversation to pause in the slightest.

Seeing that Du Weifeng lowered his voice, his face became serious, and his expression seemed to be about to reveal a terrible secret to himself, and Jia Gu Heng really took the bait.

He also leaned towards Du Mock Feng, "...... What, a good thing? ”

"Since people don't know what the meaning of their lives is, they can live, so if the demon doesn't know his name, can he also live?"

Jia Gu Heng only felt a sudden thunder in his head.

At first glance, this sounds illogical, and people can't figure out where the connection is, but after a little thought, it seems to have some special meaning.

It is an innate ability for people to live......

To live in the clouds is to live, and to live like an animal is to live......

You don't need to think about death before you live, you can still live if you don't understand anything......

If someone feels that living like a beast is not worth living, then he himself can choose to die like a human being......

Yes......

Jia Gu Heng let out a painful groan, he only felt that his brain had become a little insufficient, and he quickly burned from his forehead to his entire face.

The familiar pain struck, so that Jia Gu Heng couldn't help but lower his head, his whole body sank into the chair, and his two hands grabbed his horns, eager to pull it off his forehead.

Ji Ran on the side looked at this scene dumbfounded-

Du Weifeng obviously didn't do anything, and this monster suddenly began to die or live, as if he had been stabbed in the soft underbelly by something.