The surging river.

The boat drifted and drifted forward with the current.

Aboard.

The boy stood in front of a corpse, silent for a few breaths, looking at the rattle in his hand.

I saw that the rattle was already stained with some blood.

Lin Changfeng's knife just now was a move with all his might, and he didn't control the strength at all, so that the boat was covered with blood.

"I was supposed to save the world, and I never thought of killing people first......"

The boy sighed and turned the rattle slightly.

Knock knock knock!

With the sound of drums, one phantom after another flew out of the corpse.

Eight killers.

They looked around in a trance, as if they hadn't figured out the situation yet.

But the boy did not give them time to react, and shouted softly: "Go! ”

In an instant, a golden waterfall flew out from the rattle, rolling in the air, and instantly wiped out the eight souls.

The golden waterfall flew back, spinning around the rattle.

The boy held up the rattle in the air with one hand, and pinched a strange seal with the other, and gently slapped it on the boat.

Clouds and mist.

The boat rose from the clouds of the river and disappeared into the void like an afterimage.

- Volleying into the void, but without quality and formlessness.

There is no trace of it anymore.

When the boy had done all this, he sat cross-legged on the board of the boat and rested.

A shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

- Lin Changfeng.

The boy closed his eyes and said, "Just now, the laws of heaven and earth in the desolate world have changed, and it seems that someone has changed them, so I don't think you should be reincarnated for the time being." ”

The void behind him receded in both directions, revealing an infinite golden light.

"Your soul will be kept by me for the time being, and after I confirm that there is no problem, I will send you to reincarnate, how about it?" The boy asked.

Lin Changfeng nodded, turned around and flew into the golden light.

……

Deep passages.

The orange cat opened his eyes and looked at the rattle with a complicated look on his face.

Memories –

Sure enough, I found some memories.

But this memory is too short.

Where did you come from? Why is it an innate saint as soon as it appears?

What about fathers and mothers?

"—follow the route I gave you, and you will remember everything."

The voice of the Wind and Rain Saint echoed in my ears.

Without hesitation, the orange cat put the rattle away and returned to the vertical wall.

It's a long story, but it only took a breath to accept that memory just now.

Get all your memories back sooner!

It spread its claws and sprang up the wall with all its might, turning into an orange shadow.

After a dozen breaths.

The orange cat crawled out of the passage.

I saw coffins suspended in mid-air all around.

Dead silence.

The orange cat stared at the coffins, jumped slightly, and landed silently on one of the coffins.

- According to the arrangement of the Wind and Rain Sage, a fake corpse is sealed in this coffin, so that the orange cat can settle down and will not attract any attention.

The orange cat couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Lin Changfeng is likely to be the reincarnation of Zhang Yinghao.

But—

He is not like the red bird who has been waiting in reincarnation, why did he not reincarnate until around the time when he reappeared?

Could it be that he has been holding his soul all along?

How is this possible!

The orange cat thought as she discerned the direction.

Soon, it saw the mark.

- At the top of a black stone pillar, a statue of a unicorn stands up.

The orange cat jumped lightly and landed on the unicorn's head.

It thought for a moment, stretched its tail down, and pressed hard in the unicorn's mouth.

It seems to have touched some kind of mechanism.

The space rippled, and the orange cat disappeared directly from the spot.

It appears in a small chamber.

I saw that there was nothing else in this secret room, only a guqin.

The orange cat looked at the guqin, and for some reason two figures appeared vaguely in his heart.

It couldn't help but take a few steps forward and gently press its paws against the piano.

In an instant, countless light and shadow images quickly appeared in the memory like a marquee.

On the banks of the river.

The boy took the boat and set out on his own.

He walked through mountains, swamps, fields, and finally approached a stream.

There are waist-deep puddles in the stream, which contain some swimming fish and crab shrimp.

The child touched a fish, lit a fire, recalled Lin Changfeng's method of roasting meat, and grilled the fish.

A full meal.

A day later.

The child stood on a cliff and looked into the distance.

Crops can already be seen on the hillside in the distance.

- It's almost time for people to get there.

The child smiled.

There was no trace of tiredness on his face, but his small body seemed a little thicker and taller.

If you look closely, you will find that in the void around him, from time to time, there are light and dark light points flying in, submerging into his body.

- The origin of the entire desolate world is constantly nourishing him.

The child jumped off the cliff, fluttered down a path, and walked along the road.

At dawn, he saw a village.

A smile tugged at the corner of the child's mouth, and slowly disappeared again.

It's so quiet.

This place has been separated from the Buzhou Mountain area, will there still be a slaughter of the village?

The child's feet sped up.

Suddenly.

He walked into the village.

The village was silent, and there was not a trace of blood.

The child thought for a moment, closed his eyes, and suddenly opened them again.

He looked around, his gaze constantly moving, as if he were looking at something.

"Demon ......"

The child's expression became solemn.

He stared into the void for a while, and then suddenly walked down a path into a village house, went straight to the bedroom, and stood in front of a small bed to take a closer look.

He stood there for a moment, took a few steps forward, and removed the pillow from the bed.

I saw a small jade plaque under the pillow.

The boy picked up the jade plaque and looked at it.

I saw a few small words written on the jade plate:

"Introductory test, pass by license."

The child sighed and muttered, "It's a misfortune, if you hadn't been sick, you wouldn't have died here, and you didn't even make it to the entrance exam." ”

He accepted the jade plaque, recalling the appearance of the other party, his figure gradually became a little taller, and his appearance also changed slightly.

At this moment, he looked like a five-year-old boy.

When he had done this, he walked out of the cottage and suddenly froze in place.

I saw a black shadow fall on the square in the village.

It was a tall, fair-skinned teenager.

The boy covered his back with a black cloth and carried a long thing on his back.

The young man turned his head, and at a glance he saw Gu Qingshan, and then saw the jade plate in his hand.

"You're not dead?" The boy was surprised.

The child hesitated, "Do I deserve to die?" ”

"No, of course you don't deserve to die, I mean- how did you escape the demons, after all, everyone in your village is dead." Juvenile Road.

The child was silent for a moment, and then said, "I had a conflict with my family, caught a fish in the stream, and after eating it, I just returned and found that everyone was gone. ”

The boy pondered, "The stream—that's a bit far. ”

A slender girl spun out behind him and whispered, "I'll take a look." ”

"Go."

The girl's figure flashed and flew into the sky, heading towards the stream.

It didn't take long.

The girl flew back again, and said with a strange expression: "There are indeed traces of grilled fish......

"And then?" The boy asked.

"Obviously, it can't be grilled, and although the meat is almost eaten, the internal organs of the fish are still in it and have not been cut out." The girl said.

The two looked at each other.

This kind of thing really looks like the five-year-old child in front of him.

The young man's expression slowed down, took out a booklet, and said to the child, "Name? ”

"Xia Sheng."

"Age?"

"Five."

"Well, I see your name, come with us."

"Where?"

"You are qualified to take the entrance test, I thought you were dead, but now I find that you have escaped with your life, so I will naturally take you back."

"My family ......"

"All dead, the demons killed them." The boy sighed.

The child was stunned and didn't seem to react.

The boy shook his head, and was about to say something more, but suddenly raised his head.

I saw that the sky suddenly turned black.

The world seems to have changed -

The surrounding cottages had turned gray, the ground had been covered with hoarfrost, and layers of mist were pouring around the village.

"Demons!" The boy snorted.

He removed the black cloth from behind him, turned the thing he was carrying sideways, and placed it in front of him.

— but it's a guqin.

The young man stretched out a hand and gently plucked it on the guqin.

A clear sound of the piano came out of nowhere.

In an instant, seven or eight afterimages flew out from behind him and spread out in all directions.

"Xia Sheng, don't be afraid, go and hide under the tree!"

The boy admonished.