In the secret room full of all kinds of bottles and cans, Lao Si Ming smashed his fist on the jade platform in distress, waking up the ever-bright lantern next to him who was dozing off and even the fireworks looked listless.

"I, my Buddha is compassionate!" The ever-bright lantern trembled, transformed into a human form, and folded her hands, turning into a red-clothed female doll carved in pink and jade.

She glanced at the sand table in Si Ming's hand, sat in front of the stage and said lazily: "Could it be that you have predicted any natural and man-made disasters?" ”

"Old man, I hope it's just a natural disaster." Si Ming stroked his beard and said tiredly.

Chang Ming blinked in confusion.

"Do you think the time is wrong?" Lao Si Ming suddenly approached her and said mysteriously.

"Times...... What time is it? Anyway, you know, I don't know anything except eating and sleeping every day, that is, listening to the Buddhas' lectures. As he spoke, he grabbed a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth without interest.

Lao Si Ming looked at her helplessly and sighed: "At the moment, except for you, no one can help me." If it happens, half of the credit will be given to you! ”

"Credit! Old thing, what did you find? As soon as he heard that it was profitable, the ever-bright lamp immediately came to his senses.

Si Ming got up, sealed his ten fingers, shrouded the two of them in the enchantment, and said with a serious face: "I calculated that there will be a reincarnation every twenty-four years, and then we will lose the memories of these twenty-four years and start all over again, and so on and so on, ......endlessly."

"You mean that our lives have always been rounded up in these last twenty-four years?" Chang Minglan was so shocked that she scattered the pastries on the ground, she patted the crumbs on her hands and said, "When did it start, and how did you find out?" ”

She tilted her head and thought about it carefully, she had felt that something was wrong but had no clue before, and this time she suddenly realized when she heard Si Ming's words.

It turned out that during this time, everyone was going around in circles. Ancient memories fade away, and all the events of recent years seem to have been experienced many times in a dream.

"'Twenty-four years ago', an elder in the Heavenly Fortune Pavilion calculated that he would be reincarnated in the mortal realm, and they proposed that if the reincarnation was successful, it would most likely cause a calamity to disrupt the number of days, making the future of the Three Realms uncontrollable." Lao Si Ming sat back in front of the stage and recalled, "A few days after this conclusion was reached, the elders laid an extremely powerful magic circle enchantment, blocked the Heavenly Fortune Pavilion and the Star Sacrifice Platform, and discussed countermeasures under the pretext of retreat. ”

"Did they figure it out?" Chang Minglan frowned, and for a moment he pondered the identity of the reincarnated person.

Lao Si Ming was also silent for a moment, lowered his eyebrows and said, "After twenty-four years of retreat, the first reincarnation is over. ”

Chang Minglan jumped up: "So, 'twenty-four years' is the final decision they made?!" ”

"There are two possibilities," Si Ming shook his head, "one is as you just said, and the other is in the closed Tianyun Pavilion back then...... Something unknowingly happened. ”

The ever-bright lantern struck a stir.

"Old thing," she said cautiously suddenly, "or do you think it's possible that the prophecy of 'rebirth' and 'calamity' was already the ulterior motive of some people?" ”

Si Ming stared at this lamp god who looked only five or six years old, innocent, and actually lived for tens of thousands of years, not much younger than himself, and there was also a chill down his spine.

"Aren't you the commander? Can you figure out the truth at the time? Chang Minglan stood on tiptoe and reached out and patted him on the chest.

"The fortune of the Heavenly Clan can only be calculated with the help of the Holy Weapon of the Heavenly Fortune Pavilion." Lao Si Ming said that he could not do anything, and besides, the mana consumed once deduced could not be replenished in five hundred years.

"What then?" The lantern swirled back and forth, stretching out his index finger and tapping his chin.

Out of nowhere, Si Ming conjured up a small box, unsealed it, and took out a small transparent bottle containing only a golden liquid.

The lantern was taken and carefully observed in his hand.

"This is a small part of the Celestial Clan's divine sense! can condense into liquid for a long time without dissipating, which shows that this person's soul power is profound. Isn't it ......," she exclaimed.

"Exactly." Lao Si Ming interrupted her, "You go to the Nether to try your luck, if you can find a psychic woman and teach her to drink this thing, maybe this reincarnation will be broken." ”

"Psychic?" Chang Ming Lan was puzzled.

Si Ming said: "With the memories of previous lives, age happens to be a reincarnation, and I have a strong obsession with my unborn child. ”

Chang Minglan nodded.

"How long is it until the next reincarnation?" She asked suddenly.

"Today is the last day, and as soon as the hour passes, we will once again lose our memory and return to the original point." Si Ming said, waving his hand to lift the barrier.

Chang Minglan silently clenched his little fists.

The two of them walked to the side of the ladder, and the fairy clouds were swirling, and suddenly a corner of the heavenly mirror that could reflect the beings in the mortal world was revealed. Chang Minglan lay down and shouted, "Look at the old guy! ”

Si Ming also lay next to her without any image, pointing and pointing: "Huh? This ......"

"Is it really him?" The lantern tugged at his beard.

After a while, thick clouds drifted in and obscured the mirror again.

Si Ming didn't give up, and stretched out his hand to shake off the white mist, but he couldn't get rid of it at all. He raised his eyebrows: "I didn't expect the mortal realm to be much more lively than the heavenly realm of a pool of stagnant water. You read that right, that man is the Miro Divine General. The killing on his body was too heavy, and the Emperor of Heaven once sent him down to cultivate his body. But looking at this posture, I'm afraid that the more I cultivate, the more demonic it becomes. ”

So he said, and with a look, he turned away from the lantern and went to his dwelling.

Chang Minglan turned the small bottle in his hand, took advantage of the guards' inattention, and stole the ladder stealthily.

"Throw this group of death row prisoners in the ice field of the North Prison, and when they don't reach their children, they will all freeze to death."

In the mortal realm, a group of green-eyed and white-cloaked men pushed and shoved a dozen dirty prisoners, strung them into strings, and chained them to a row of huge stone statues as if they still had the strength to escape.

"Gone, gone! Let them fend for themselves, so as not to stain Lao Tzu's hands. ”

The men sneered and left, the north wind blowing more and more fiercely, mixed with the splinters of ice, easily slicing the cheeks of the prisoners.

Among them was a woman, twenty-four or five years old, with a beautiful face and bruises all over her body. She looked up at the gray sky, squinting at what she could see. The long messy hair was twisted into the iron lock on her back, and she frowned, but she didn't say a word, and still looked into the distance until she was blown away by the wind and snow.

At the end of the canopy, no one noticed that something golden was slowly descending.

The woman was gradually delirious due to her injuries. But as soon as I close my eyes, I think of a girl of five or six years old, as if she were her child who died before she was born.

If I could give birth to that child safely, I would probably be so old, right? Tears were drawn from the corners of the woman's eyes, and they quickly condensed into ice beads, trembling and hanging on her face.

No matter how much you struggle, every life will come to an end at the age of twenty-four. And the child who can conceive every time, no matter how careful she is, will not be able to give birth smoothly. She couldn't help but wonder, if she gave birth to her, would she be able to change this endless cycle of life and change her short and tragic reincarnation?

When she opened her eyes again, a little girl appeared in front of her, which made her fall into a trance for a while.

Is it a hallucination? But why is this illusion so real? She struggled to turn her head to look at the others, none of whom responded, apparently only she could see the girl.

"Xu Chuxue, do you want to change your life against the sky to break the cycle of reincarnation and keep your children?" The female doll turned around, wearing a big red jacket, combing two round buns, white and cute, like a fairy child in the sky, and the words she said were exactly what she had thought before.

"I think, I think of my child, I think crazy......" she sighed, her dry voice uttering very weak syllables. After a pause, she came back to her senses and asked, "Y-Who are you?" ”

The girl didn't answer her question, but leaned close to her with her cheeks, looked at her carefully for a long time, and said, "If you want to exchange your child back, when you die at the age of twenty-four in the next life, you will be wiped out and never exist." ”

"I ......" Sure enough, her bizarre fate still can't be modified. But compared to the tragedy of the cycle, she would rather break out of the cycle and disappear. Xu Chuxue's eyes suddenly became resolute, and she said in a deep voice, "I want my child." ”

"You will live one last time with painful memories for generations, and not only that, but you will die and your children will be left uncar......ed for," the girl hesitated.

"I'll find someone to take care of her before I die!" She didn't care too much, and her eyes were full of obsession.

"Now that you've made a decision, open your mouth and drink it." The girl pulled out a glass bottle, which contained a golden liquid flowing with strange flashing ripples.

Xu Chuxue stepped forward, didn't ask what was going on, let the other party pour down the small bottle, and drank it all.

"Believe me so easily?" The girl suddenly showed a sly smile, and her fleshy fingers pointed at her small dimples, "Don't be so naïve in your last life, children can't believe it, and men can't believe it!" That's advice! ”

"Such a little divine sense is half a holy relic, and even mortals don't know if they can bear it......" The snow disappeared, and the girl glanced at the aurora hanging upside down in the sky, like a faint dye, spreading diagonally and scattering.

She began to pinch her fingers and calculate, her face was sad and happy, cloudy and uncertain, and finally bit her fingertips on the eyebrows of the woman in front of her, set up a protective technique, and sighed: "I did my best!" Your fate has changed, and you have to fight for it and give birth to a child safely. ”

Looking at the girl sighing and walking away, I couldn't understand what she meant. The blood spots on Xu Chuxue's eyebrows steamed into a pale blue glow, and they were instantly absorbed by the frozen skin. She felt dizzy for a while, and then she felt that her organs were burned and her heart was torn apart, and her consciousness disappeared.

I don't know how long it took, when she opened her eyes again, it was a new life, and everything in her previous life was like a bubble.

Before she left, she had been in control of her place since she was born, struggled hard, concealed her background and came to the distant and wealthy Ye Kingdom in the east, where she was accepted as a righteous daughter by a giant and successfully married into the Ding family, the most powerful family in Dongye.

"Everything will be fine." Xu Chuxue always comforts herself silently when no one is around.

The strange little girl did not break her promise, her life in this life was better than the previous lives combined, and in the second year of the continuation of the string to Marquis Ding, she gave birth to a daughter.

Xu Chuxue fainted in pain when she was about to give birth. She had a dream that she couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, and even everything in the dream had almost nothing to do with her.

She dreamed of a magnificent garden, in which a strange woman dressed in a neon dress, standing in front of the stage to paint, she could not see her face clearly, but she saw that the flowers and birds on the painting were lifelike, all the scenery in the garden, clear and smart.

There is a large white patch in the center of the painting, and the woman lifts the pen for a long time, and suddenly raises her face and says something to someone with a smile, and finally makes up for a teenager.

Xu Chuxue couldn't hear her voice clearly, so she had to carefully distinguish the painting, although there were only a few strokes, but the charm of the person was vividly displayed. She broke out in a cold sweat and woke up from her dream.

She was originally reincarnated again and again in the Xiyan Kingdom, and that person is a legend of the Yan Kingdom in every life. At this moment, perhaps because of the variables in her, although this person is not as famous as before, he has also become a high-powered minister.

"How could you dream of him? Who the hell is that woman, who the hell is that woman? Could it be that it was my daughter...... "She has no master, and it took a long time to regain her calm."

The maidservant pushed open the door, and Dongpinghou came over and picked up the freshly cleaned baby on the bed.

"Master Hou, give the second girl the word 'Yu'." Xu Chuxue was lying on the couch, breathing like a gossamer, looking dying.

"Why?" Her husband Dongping Hou Qi said.

Xu Chuxue's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and she muttered: "When I gave birth to her, I dreamed of a fairy wearing a neon feather robe. ”

"This ......" Dongping Hou wanted to refute, but looking at her sick appearance, he rarely relied on her.

Still in confinement, Hou Ye married a concubine and gradually became estranged from her. The main mother, Mrs. Liang, has always disliked her weak and cautious appearance, and is very harsh on their mother and daughter, only the eldest daughter Ding Ruoyi, who is raised under her hands, is quite popular with the old lady.

But two years later, something happened to the eldest lady born to Mrs. Xian......