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Once he thought of it, it was as if someone had suddenly ignited a gasoline drum in his chest, and with a bang, the blood in his whole body boiled and kept rushing to the top of his head.

Love can change a qiē, the cowardly can become a warrior, and a warrior can become the supreme and the king of the Weijia Sea. This kind of change is embodied in Lin Xuan, which stimulates the unscrupulous domineering spirit in his life. What he wanted to do, no force could stop.

He looked into the mirror, which saw only a tunnel in the shape of a flare reflected.

"If Donna has become the person in the mirror, then the only way to find her in the mirror is to go to her." Lin Xuan whispered to himself.

With a flick of his index finger, the elixir shot into his mouth, and a green taste spread in his mouth, as if chewing a sweet and sour pickled green olive.

Kusha knelt down in front of the mirror, his forehead forward, against the mirror, maintaining a motionless posture.

"Kongsha, you step back, the situation here is a little strange." Lin Xuan said.

The singing in his ears stopped, and the surroundings became empty and cold, and although the front was blocked by mirrors, he felt that the tunnel was unimpeded.

"I found the meaning of life." Kusha said.

"What is the meaning of life?" Lin Xuan asked.

Kongsha's voice seemed extremely empty: "The meaning of life is to see into one's own heart, to know exactly that you are no longer able to pursue forward, this is the limit of intelligence and body, even if you take another step forward, it is impossible." So, when I got here, I was willing to die, and death was the best ending. ”

Lin Xuan sighed: "You obviously know that death is not the end, but a new beginning. ”

In the writings of many philosophers, historians, and biologists, the same problem is discussed, which can be summed up in one sentence, that is, "death is life, life is death".

Ignorant people are afraid of death and think that death is the most terrible, but they don't know that greed for life and fear of death is the biggest obstacle to the evolution of human beings to higher life forms. As a result, those truly wise men, without exception, can "live to die", cross the last barrier of a hundred years of life, soar into the sky, and go freely.

"This is my final end, and the inspiration I received in the eyes of the Sphinx is the place of my death in this life. It wants me to come here, it wants me to die here. It's really good, it's really good, can you imagine? I led more than 400 tomb robbers to pursue tirelessly in the Egyptian desert for three or four years, and I thought that I was sincere and open, and I moved the Sphinx, and it appeared to point out—"The empty sand's eyes gradually became bloodshot and turned into two red pearls.

What he meant was that the Sphinx had given him the wrong instructions to go to the vault under the ancient city of Memphis, find his way through the curved universe, and arrive here to die.

Such an example also appears in ancient Chinese classics, that is, the historical event that was passed down by later generations of writers as "Rotten Ke Ji". There are two similar versions of this incident, which have appeared in "The Complete Biography of the Immortals" and "The Narrative of Differences" ***.

Liang Renfang of the Southern Dynasty recorded in "Strange Notes": Shimuro Mountain in Xin'an County, when the king cut down wood, he saw the boy playing chess and singing, and the quality was listened to. The boy uses a thing and quality, such as a jujube core, and the quality contains it without feeling hungry. Oh, the boy said, "Why don't you go?" "The quality is from the point of view, the axe is rotten, and there is no return.

"The Complete Biography of the Immortals" notes: Wang Zhen, a native of Quzhou in the Jin Dynasty, went into the mountains to cut wood, and saw two old men playing chess in the stone room, so he put the axe on the side. The old man eats with it, like a jujube pit, and sucks its juice to quench his hunger and thirst. The old man said to the king, "You have been here for a long time, but you can go back." "The king took the axe, and the handle was rotten. It has been hundreds of years since he returned home. There is no resurrection of relatives, and then they enter the mountains to gain the way.

The Jin Dynasty lost the judgment of time and space because of the mistaken entry into the fairy land (or the magic realm), so that there was only one day in the mountain, a hundred years in the world, and everything in his life was returned to dust. In this way, although he watched chess and won the invincible "Rotten Ketu" in the world, and reached the highest level in the pursuit of chess skills, he lost the most precious family, affection, and friendship in the eyes of future generations.

Immortals and demons make people, it is as easy as a snap, and human beings run between the taking and giving of immortals and demons, as ridiculous as ants at the feet of giants.

On the other hand, although the empty sand has obtained the treasure of the ancient city of Memphis that has attracted everyone's attention, and has obtained the precious clues of the earth's axis, it is already the greatest glory of an explorer's life. As everyone knows, the ones he gets are going to put him to death. This huge contrast is really terrifying, and I am afraid of the cloud-turning methods in the darkness of the heavens.

"In that case, shouldn't you be stronger to live? Isn't smiling against the heavens' arrangement the qualities that a master explorer should have? Lin Xuan asked repeatedly.

In the same way, he also read in many media articles interviewing Yang Tian, the king of tomb robbers.

In the past, Yang Tian and the Phantom Demon fought an earth-shattering battle on the yellow sand of Egypt, and the two sides exhausted their means of fighting, and finally they could only be forced to wrestle. He has only hands and feet, while the illusion from the alien has six arms and legs. According to the calculation of strength and reason, Yang Tian will die, and the illusion demon will win.

That battle corresponds to the horrific prediction of the "1999 catastrophe" in Nostradamus's "The Centuries", and corresponds to the following four lines: In July 1999, the king of terror descended from heaven to resurrect the king of Angre.

At that time, the god of war will rule in the name of happiness.

The "1999 King of Horrors" is an illusion demon that comes from an alien planet with the sole purpose of destroying the earth.

In the end, Yang Tian dragged the illusion demon into a manhole of hundreds of meters, imprisoned the other party with his life, and successfully resolved the "1999 catastrophe", making mankind spend a happy night at the turn of the century.

A true master explorer must be able to be proud of the rivers and lakes, not afraid of life and death.

Lin Xuan believed that he would definitely be able to make life burn and live forever in the flames like several predecessors in the legends of the rivers and lakes.

"Tick", a drop of red water falls in front of the empty sand's knee. Then, more red water dripped down, blood spilling from the corners of Kongsha's eyes, sliding across his cheeks and dripping on the ground, shocking. It's terrifying.

"I've done so many wrong things, no, not wrong, it's sin. In front of the Sphinx, I killed my companion who searched for secrets with me in order to keep the secret for myself; In the vaults of the ancient city of Memphis, I killed all those who worked for me so that no one would share the glory with me. My companions are all well-known explorers, and they have had a friendship with me for at least ten years, and I was fascinated by the treasure, and I did not hesitate to kill them - these bloods, they are returned, their souls must be waiting for me underground......" Kong Sha slowly turned his head, his right shoulder against the mirror, and stared at Lin Xuan with those blood-red eyes.

Blood continued to ooze from the four corners of Kongsha's eyes, but the wound was not visible, as if someone had used an invisible knife to cut the blood vessels under Kongsha's skin.

The expression on Kongsha's face was blank and numb, like a carrion corpse that had lost its soul.

"If it's theirs, it's going to be given back, isn't it?" He asked in a voice that was almost undead.