Chapter Seventy-One: The Unknowable

"Sitting, lying and walking, eating and sleeping, life is full of cultivation, why bother?"

Master Zhiyuan said, with a pull of his right hand, Su Heng saw that there was actually a futon next to him, which seemed to be specially prepared for him, that is, the other party had already known that he would come.

Su Heng was also not polite, sat down opposite him, and did the same, crossing his legs, but he didn't feel very comfortable.

In this regard, Master Zhiyuan only smiled slightly.

"Seeing the depression between the eyebrows of the distinguished guest dissipate, I think it should be what I wanted."

"Thank you, master, but the master still calls me Su Heng, this is always a noble guest, and I can't afford it, maybe I will become a villain in the future." Su Heng said.

Master Zhiyuan was also as good as a stream, and his title immediately changed.

"If Master Su Shi is not in a hurry, he can stay here for a few more days."

"I can't ask for it."

Su Heng nodded, he naturally understood what the other party meant by the so-called fulfillment of his wishes before, not to kill the Walker, but to see the picture he wanted with the eyes of reincarnation.

Although the other party eventually went berserk and his sanity was affected to a certain extent, Su Heng still saw four pictures from his eyes, and at the moment of his death, some of the previous causes and effects were also transformed into good fortune, which once again raised the eyes of reincarnation.

This is another reason why he woke up so quickly, otherwise with his exhausted state, he would have to be in a coma for at least a few days and nights.

It was not only because of the life-and-death battle with Lord Xing, but also because he used his reincarnation eyes desperately in the end, so he could barely suppress the other party's powerful resentment and see those four pictures.

The first one was the witch holding the statue with an expression that was almost greedy, which also confirmed Su Heng's previous guess that the statue was indeed sent away, which was also the main reason why Nan Ting didn't meet the other party there.

The second picture is in Nan Ting's house, where he was cut off half of his palm by Su Heng's sword, which is also the source of his hatred.

But this picture is of little use to Su Heng, this is also where the eye of reincarnation cannot control, and can only passively accept the obsession with the deepest memory of it, which is usually something that happened recently, unless it is a past event that has a particularly great impact on it and is often recalled.

In the third picture, he knelt on the ground, his face was suffering from scorching pain, his heart was full of fear, and that complex emotion was felt by Su Heng through the still picture.

At the same time, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a bull-headed shadow gnawing on a corpse, and next to it, there was another tall shadow, standing with his hands in his hands.

This made Su Heng can't help but overlap it with the two pictures he saw before.

He was sure that the owner of these three pictures was the same.

Even such a powerful walker is only kneeling in front of him, what is the true identity of the other party? Could it be the leader of that mysterious organization? Or is it one of the power holders?

What does it mean to span decades and recur more recently?

Su Heng even had an intuition that maybe it wouldn't be long before they met, maybe that time would be his most dangerous moment.

This can't help but make him feel a little more urgent in his heart, maybe stealing a teacher and asking for advice should be on the agenda.

And the last picture, which obviously comes from the depths of his long memory, is more than enough to show the importance to him.

But the problem is that in Su Heng's opinion, this is an ordinary, calm mountain village.

At that time, the other party should be standing on the hillside not far from the mountain village, the village was smoking, although there was no sound, Su Heng could almost imagine that kind of scene, the rooster and the dog barked, the sound of children playing, the sound of adults reprimanding, and the sound of pots and pans colliding.

This is the other party's hometown? Su Heng couldn't help but guess.

But just as he was about to withdraw, the picture changed abruptly, and all the vibrant colors on it faded into a black and white, dead picture.

It's still the same scenery as it was just now, but the meaning before and after is diametrically opposite.

What's going on?

Even Su Heng was a little unsure, after all, it was the first time that the picture seen by the eyes of reincarnation had this kind of change, and it was fixed in the past, just like a camera shooting, only that moment of action, usually Su Heng would make up some scenes in his mind.

But the essence is constant.

But now, this immutability seems to have been broken.

It's just that there was no change when I saw it in the other party's eyes just last night, and now I recall it, but I have such a change, what is the reason?

Su Heng couldn't help but recall the previous three pictures, but none of them had changed, it seemed that only the last one was completely different.

If outsiders look at it at this time, Su Heng is obviously distracted, and his gaze is out of focus.

But Master Zhiyuan didn't wake him up, but waited quietly.

After a while, the color in Su Heng's eyes changed.

"Master, I have a question."

Master Zhiyuan looked at Su Heng calmly, "Master Su, please speak." ”

"I remember that you once said, Master, that 'bad' comes from hell, and I want to know where hell is? Does it really exist? What is the difference with the netherworld in folklore? Su Heng asked the question in his heart.

This time, Master Zhiyuan did not respond happily, but pondered for a moment before slowly speaking.

"I can only tell you that folklore is a legend after all, and you still need to verify it yourself, and hell, I only know a scale and half a claw, I once remembered that the master said that hell is in the unknowable land, I think it should exist, but it may not exist."

Master Zhiyuan's answer couldn't satisfy Su Heng, because he seemed to have said everything, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't say anything.

What is the Unknowable? If the unknowable land, how do you know if it really exists?

But he also understands that if the other party doesn't want to say, even if he presses it, it's useless.

"Lord Su seems to be uncertain, if you don't mind, you can come here every morning to meditate, maybe you can gain something."

After Master Zhiyuan finished speaking, he didn't even give Su Heng a chance to react, so he got up and left, leaving only Su Heng stupid there.

But immediately, his gaze froze, because he saw two long hairs next to the futon that the other party had just sat on.

Early the next morning, Su Heng arrived as promised, but he didn't see Master Zhiyuan, there was only a little novice, who was the master Xiaoyuan.

After Xiao Yuan saw Su Heng coming, he saluted him, his little face was stiff, as if he wanted to look more serious, but the white and red, pink face, and smooth head made him a little cute.

Although Su Heng was a little unsure, he still sat down on the futon.