After inquiring about the crow's location from the Saucer Fairy, in the dark living room, I slowly closed my eyes, and my consciousness began to dissipate.

I had the same dream again.

In my dream, I was at the edge of the universe, a huge palace floating in eternal nothingness.

I sat high on the throne of the palace, looking around, and a thick gray mist shrouded me.

Here, where is it? What is the meaning of this dream?

In the darkness ahead, the distant stars looked so strange that I began to suspect that this was not the universe at all.

In this independent space beyond the four realms, an unprecedented sense of loneliness and vicissitudes of life surged into my heart.

Even in the palace, there were dazzling red stars, shrouded in gray mist, and they swirled slowly in front of me.

As long as I stretched out my hand, I could touch these stars at any time, but I didn't do that, my subconscious told me that these jewel-like red stars hide indescribable dangers, and if I touch them, terrible things will happen.

Each star, the size of a fist, exudes a burgundy sheen that seems to be trying to lure me into telling me about their gloomy past in a way I can't hear.

I heard that before people die, they have a corresponding premonition, and I think of my grandfather, who was as strong as a cow, and could eat two bowls of rice and drink a teacup of white wine at each meal.

One day, he called me to his side and said to me with a red face, "Grandpa is leaving." ”

When I was a child, I didn't realize the meaning of this sentence and ran to play, but that night, my grandfather left, and he died in good health, in a peaceful sleep.

I thought that this dream in front of me might be a harbinger of my death.

But I've long since seen my own death very open-mindedly, and I don't have any fear in my heart, and I'm even starting to feel a little disgusted - how long am I going to stay here?

The feeling of not waking up knowing that it was a dream is the most uncomfortable.

"This ruined palace, why don't you collapse it for Lao Tzu in a hurry?"

The moment I had an idea in my heart, I heard a bang, and the palace collapsed directly, and the stone pillars, the floor, and the ancient throne were reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.

I sat in the middle of a wasteland, got up in confusion, and patted the dirt on my buttocks, and although the palace had collapsed, the red stars were still floating slowly under the cover of the gray mist.

I looked around strangely and tentatively said, "Palace, come back to me!" ”

Time began to rewind, and the powder and stone quickly condensed into a huge solid, and in less than a few seconds, the palace was strangely restored, and even the bright red carpet leading to the throne was spotlessly new.

It seems that this place is far from a dream. I'm the master of the palace, and I can control everything here.

Although here itself, there is nothing.

Then it's good to make something out of nothing.

My mind moved, my body teleported to the throne, and a plate of melons and fruits, food, and wine appeared in front of me, and in the square below, the seats were neatly and automatically arranged, and in front of each seat, there was an extra table, which was like an ancient Greek king and a minister's dinner.

Only the minister was missing, so I ate melons and fruits at will, trying to turn into some beauties, but unfortunately, I didn't get my wish.

Damn it! What does this dream really represent?

Early in the morning, I woke up from my sleep, looked at my sister and Su Yao who were still asleep, I smiled, rinsed up, and went downstairs dressed neatly.

I found a secluded meadow in an abandoned park, sat on a bench, and hung a striking sign on a men's hospital building in the distance:

"Good news, the Treasure Skin Surgery is only 298! Half price for the second one! ”

I took out "Corpse Scissors" from my arms, turned to the last few pages, and after achieving the peak of the Asura Avenue, my memory also became extremely terrifying.

Leaving the park, I immediately took a car to the water plant community, Wang Yan was kind to me, after she was killed by her husband Gu Qianchou, her bones may have been discarded on the ninth floor, I want to give her the last ride.

On the ninth floor now, Li Sisi and those ghosts have long since disappeared, and the damp corridor is dark and gloomy.

I went to the temple on the ninth floor with the security guard Lao Jia.

Looking at the poignant and bloody scene in front of me, Lao Jia bent over and retched, I took out a wad of money from my pocket and handed it to Lao Jia:

"Go buy an urn, and then buy incense and paper money."

Lao Jia took the money with a pale face, turned around and ran.

I looked at Wang Yan's corpse and wept gloomily: "Sister Wang, if I still have Yangshou, I will avenge you and kill Gu Qianchou with my own hands!" ”

"I won't let him die so easily, I want him to endure thousands of times the pain and torture before he dies!"

"But......" I wiped the tears from my face: "In a week, I will also pass away, and now I, although I have become an asura, there is still a big gap between me and Gu Qianchou." ”

"He is the consummation of the Huangquan Realm, not much weaker than the relics, even Chen Shanhuo is very jealous of him."

"Sister Wang, I don't have the ability, I'm sorry for you, your kindness, I can only repay it in the next life."

With a flick of my fingers, a little golden light fell on the corpse, and in an instant, everything turned to ashes.

When Lao Jia bought the urn, I personally collected Wang Yan into the box, and I felt that this life is really boring, how many people are fighting to the death for the house, and they have suffered a lot of warmth and coldness, and the end of the journey of life is just a small broken box with a lot of width.

Our generation is the real beat generation, straddle in the so-called "advanced consumption", all kinds of online loans, Huabei, routine loans, Ma Yun is undoubtedly great, he turned the heavy money into a virtual number, what to buy, regardless of whether it is enough, once the brush is finished, gradually, people forget the preciousness of money, forget the difficulty of making money, this generation, can still gnaw the old, to the next generation, I am afraid that even the qualification to gnaw the old is gone.

But as I said, when the Day of Judgment comes, no one can escape, and in the world of the dead, there is no distinction between rich and poor.

I sat under the plum tree, burned paper for Wang Yan, recited Buddhist scriptures, and sent the deceased on the road.

Lao Jia was timid, made an excuse to slip away, and when the fire in front of me was extinguished, I exhaled my turbid breath sadly, closed my eyes, and my soul entered the bardo again.

I learned from the Saucer Immortal that the crow is in front of the ruins of the Netherworld, and only he knows the whereabouts of the dead night, and I must find the crow as soon as possible.

The place of birth seems to be random.

This time, I didn't appear by the pond before, but stood in a completely unfamiliar area, the sky was covered with pitch-black lightning, those huge eyes, staring at me, the sky was even more gloomy.

This wilderness is full of corpse flowers, these white flowers, blooming warmly, from the six realms, the dead souls who continue to fall to the bardo, have become their nutrients.

I plucked a corpse flower, played with it, discarded it, and looked at the tower in the distance.

The legendary nineteen-story demon tower, close to the sky, it is exactly the same as what I saw in Qinghai, outside the demon tower, shrouded in a huge purple light cover, obviously, the situation of the bardo ruins, and the maggot described is completely different, through the purple light mask, you can clearly see the whole body of the demon tower.

The pitch-black glazed tiles, shimmering with a strange luster, are like broken stars in the night sky, giving people a deep sense of ominousness.

I don't want to meet Gu Qianchou and the remnant here, these two existences are something I can never fight.

"Saucer Fairy, tell me, what did you see?" I asked, pointing to the tower in the distance.

"Go ahead, there will be no danger."

My hanging heart finally let go, and I moved towards the demon tower, one step, both a thousand meters, Rao is like this, I still walked for a long time, through the sea of corpse flowers, and came to the ruins.

The magnificent scene in front of him was in awe to those who watched it, and the huge purple light shield alone could no longer be described in human terms.

The 100 tsunamis that swallowed up the continent were layered on top of each other, and they were less than 1/10,000th of the height of the light mask.

In fact, I couldn't see how tall it was at all, and its apex was already bordering the sky of the Netherworld.

The area of the mask is so vast that it cannot be predicted with the naked eye, not to mention tens of millions of miles? Now, I finally understand why the Cambrian, which has ancient sorrows and relics, still can't break through the seal.

This purple light shield is a miracle of creation, no matter how powerful the soul is in front of it, it is only the most humble individual, even if it is a soul-breaking army, I am afraid it is not enough to shake it.

Even the Heavenly Demon Tower within the light shield was at least ten times more majestic than the false illusions I had seen in Qinghai.

This is where the three sisters of fate live, and looking at it, I feel more and more humble and pitiful.

The Eighteen Heavens of Asura, from a certain point of view, are still pathetic weaklings.

Just like the god Asura itself, he was ugly, irascible, and had great flaws, and was born, died in battle, and finally fell to the bardo.

The so-called weak are nothing more than those who cannot control their own destiny.

This is my definition of the weak, such as me, I know that my limit is coming, but I am powerless to resist, I can only bear the curse of fate without words, even if under the great opportunity to create, the achievement of the eighteen heavens of Shura, but it is just a reflection before death.

The saddest thing is that until now, I don't know who will kill me.

On the outside of the purple light mask, there is a dilapidated Taoist temple, this Taoist temple is very familiar to me, and it is almost exactly the same as the one in Qinghai, I don't need to think about it to know that the inside of the Taoist temple has long been looted by the Cambrian.

In front of the Taoist temple, there is an endless square, dilapidated stone slabs, covered with thick dust, scattered everywhere with strangely shaped shriveled corpses, and in the middle of the square, there are six huge statues.

They are six animal fairies: fox fairy, yellow-skinned fairy, snake fairy, mouse fairy, hedgehog fairy and wolf fairy.

They seem to be in harmony with the six realms: the Heavenly Path, the Humane Path, the Asura Path, the Animal Path, the Demon Path, and the Hell Path.