In recent times, the signs of the end times have become more and more apparent.

I have heard thunder on a sunny day more than once, which is definitely not a good sign, and this strange phenomenon is happening all over the country.

Various so-called scientific explanations have emerged one after another, but none of them can justify themselves.

Some people have already started stockpiling grain.

And the signs of the end times are far more than that, and there are already many metaphysical people with great avenues who have made even more terrible predictions about the future.

Earthquakes, floods, plagues.

But these have nothing to do with me Zhu Feiyue, I think only a big fool like Li Zhiwen will play the so-called savior.

Three full days have passed since Li Zhiwen's funeral, and I rented a single-family villa in Harbin City, with all the furniture and household appliances, and moved in with my bags.

Now, I'm sitting in the villa's elegantly decorated living room and smoking, with the wooden box on the coffee table.

I looked at the sketchpad in my hand for a long time, the ancient palace floating in the chaos...... That's what I drew based on a nightmare, what does this palace symbolize?

Why did Li Zhiwen appear in the palace? And since these days, he has entrusted me with dreams every day, but there is still a big interference in the communication between us.

I am still grieving and annoyed by Li Zhiwen's death, if I were there, I would definitely persuade him not to send him to death, in fact, Li Zhiwen has no reason to fight with the evil night.

The revenge of killing his father is not a sufficient reason, and there is no need to rush to revenge this revenge now, just with Li Zhiwen's extraordinary characteristics, the great realm of the eighteenth layer of Asura, and the protection of the fire phoenix, why don't you lie down and taste the guts, and wait until you rush to the Huangquan realm, wouldn't you be nine out of ten?

In my understanding, Li Zhiwen is not a reckless and impulsive person, on the contrary, his control of emotions is far above me, and even in a sense, I am the opposite of Li Zhiwen when I do things without thinking and are irritable.

I turned this matter over and over again, and only came to one conclusion: Li Zhiwen wanted to be a savior.

"Brother, you're so stupid." I snuffed out the cigarette butt, put a few ice cubes into the crystal glass, poured some cognac Martell, shook the rim of the glass, and drank it all.

"You died for the world, but did you get a word of thanks? O stupid, terrible people, who are still selfish and numb, they don't deserve your sympathy at all. ”

I chewed on the ice, and my emotions were on the verge of collapse: "What's more, how old are you Li Zhiwen?" Savior, it's not your turn to be the savior? ”

Under the sofa, there were a few unnamed rouge vulgar fans, who were eating chicken, and when they saw me smash the cups, their faces turned white with fright.

"! Get out of here! ”

I tossed them a few random stacks of bills, and after sending them away, I put on my clothes and pants and looked at the wooden box on the coffee table.

Li Zhiwen's sacrifice did not change the ending of this world, which is what haunts me the most.

I learned from Su Yao that the hypnotist was vengeful, and after being killed on the night of death, let Lu Tu and others beat him to death on the spot, and now, there are only three core members of Cambrian left: the relict phase, Gu Qianchou and the desolate Dazun.

What is that barren Dazun, I don't know, it's mainly the two things of the relics and Gu Qianchou, at present, there is no existence in the world that can deal with them.

It is said that Cambrian has collected the souls of the six great immortal families, and it is only a matter of time before the seal of the Bardo Demon Tower is opened.

Once the remnant takes control of the fate of the three sisters in the demon tower, the fate of mankind will also go to the final chapter of darkness.

But I don't care about these at all, I've always been an extremely selfish person, and I'm too lazy to hide it, I believe that 99.9% of the people in the world, like me, only care about the closest people around me, as for the life or death of those strangers, it's my business?

Isn't this filthy world long overdue?

And for those of us who have Taoism, it is not difficult to laugh to the last point, when chaos and disorder come, as long as we can ensure that we live, I Zhu Feiyue will do anything, don't feel strange.

And right now, there's only one thing on my mind: the resurrection.

At the funeral scene, the tomb woman mentioned the possibility of Li Zhiwen's resurrection, although I didn't understand too much, but at least I saw a glimmer of light.

Combined with the gloomy dreams that have haunted me these days, I can assert that Li Zhiwen must have a chance to be resurrected!

Now the biggest doubt is, where was Li Zhiwen's body hidden by Lu Tu? What does it mean that there is no one alive or dead?

I didn't know Lu Tu and Su Yao's gang at all, that is, they nodded their heads, I once asked Lu Tu about it on the phone, and the cunning old blind man hung up the phone in a hurry without saying a word.

A funeral where there is no body, not even ashes, is strange and does not make sense.

Lu Tu may not be a good thing, will he put a curse on my brother's corpse or something?

No, I must find Li Zhiwen's body, at least I saw it with my own eyes, and my heart is steady, but I ...... now The gap with the Lutu gang is too big, I went to ask for it, but they didn't give it, and I was the only one who could suffer, and I put my own life into it.

So, let's get promoted to Asura first!

Without hesitation, I grabbed a Shura fruit and ate it in one bite, I ate it very slowly, I knew how precious this fruit was, it was exchanged for my brother's life, even if a drop of juice was wasted, I couldn't explain it to Li Zhiwen under the nine springs.

Even the kernel was chewed up and eaten by me.

Reminiscing about the rich, sweet aroma in my mouth, I hesitated and grabbed the second fruit.

"Master, this fruit was originally left for you by Li Zhiwen, but you have disappeared, so it's not good to spoil it."

I cried as I ate, and soon the second fruit was also eaten by me.

Next, I'm going into a long retreat, and the insidious peak has left me four paintings, and tonight, I'll try to get into work No. 1.

Make the soul stronger, snatch back Li Zhiwen's body from Lu Tu's hands, and try his best to survive until the world is destroyed......

Only in this way will I not fail my brother under the Nine Springs.

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(Li Zhiwen's perspective)

The feeling of death is very similar to the feeling of a soul entering the bardo.

At first, I could feel myself falling into a dark passage, and notice that I was using "falling" instead of ascending, which meant that my final destination was not heaven.

In the process of falling, the light on the surface of the earth is getting farther and farther away from me, and I can see Lu Tu, Su Yao and Fu Ying, who are surrounding me, holding my body and crying.

As I fell rapidly, the light at the top shrank into a small dot and eventually disappeared completely.

Next, there is eternal darkness, but that kind of darkness is different from what everyone understands, it is too cold, just like you in the cold winter of the lunar month, standing naked on the ice field, desperately longing for a thick quilt.

In my mind, I began to think of the past of my life, and they were so clear that they seemed to have happened yesterday.

The memory session, it only took less than ten seconds to end in a hurry, I was so unwilling, I wanted to see them again, in this life, there are too many regrets, I really hope to do it all over again, and live again.

If there is an afterlife, I must be the kindest, the most honest and honest person, this is the place that I regret the most, although I Li Zhiwen has not done anything bad, but it is far from being kind, in my life, the anger is too heavy, and the day of judgment has come...... Soon, I will pay the most tragic and painful price for the crimes of my life.

At this point, it is too late to regret it.

The last crystal teardrop, crossed the corner of my eye, and I lost consciousness forever.

If death is just the dissipation of consciousness, just eternal nothingness, if everything is just that simple, it would be really great.

Time had become sticky, a world had passed, a catastrophe had passed, and when I opened my eyes again, I found myself in an ancient palace.

I rubbed my eyes for a long time, looking around with trepidation and wariness, this place was so familiar, yet so strange, wasn't this the ...... Is it a dark dream that symbolizes my death?

Floating in the ruins of the palace at the edge of the universe, surrounded by gray mist, in the palace, floating strange red stars.

I sat on the throne at the top of the palace, and thought about it for a long time, but I could not explain the strange and eerie appearance in front of me.

The world after death is so deep and terrifying that death itself will always be above human cognition.

I am a soul with great avenues, and my practice, which determines my worldview, is built within the framework of the four dimensions of the human world, the bardo, the underworld and the hell, and on top of these four dimensions, there are the six realms of reincarnation.

I died, but the place where my soul was born was completely beyond my understanding, here, neither belonging to the Four Realms nor the Six Realms, a nightmare symbolizing death, shone into reality.

Soon, the memory came back to life, and I distinctly remembered that I had cast the oldest and most terrible curse of the ancient shaver: Hell on the other side!

I have died with the night, so what about the night in which I was born in this palace? Where did he go?

Will this be a punishment? That spell should never have appeared in the world, and after death, I still have to pay for it?

It doesn't seem right.

As before, I am the sole ruler of this palace, and the structure of the palace, the color of the bricks, the layout of the tables and chairs, are all under the control of my mind, and I can summon almost everything except that I cannot transform into a living person.

Food and wine are inexhaustible, so I guess the palace is at least not a punishment.

But it shouldn't be a blessing either.