I thought I was going to die in North City.

But I didn't die, I even stood up and ran around North City again.

The reason is very strange, an inexplicable force suppressed the brokenness of my soul, and even soothed my soul again and again, so that my soul began to heal slowly.

The storm was all over the sky, and the ghosts struggled in mid-air, roaring fiercely, and the rest of the ghosts were hiding in the house, shivering.

It's a picture of hell better than hell.

I finally understood the reason why these ghosts were fighting for these houses, the yellow fog only raged in the streets, and there was some weakness for the houses, not to mention the absolute safety of hiding in the houses, but at least there was a great sense of security compared to the streets where there were no people.

How many times did this scene be repeated before these ghosts were left with the instinct to fight for the house?

I squinted my eyes and carried Pisheng on my back, running in such a northern city, Pisheng's warm little hands were still helping me wipe the remaining nosebleeds, and I said: "Pisheng, don't wipe it!" I'm covered in blood. ”

"But it keeps flowing, will you die again?" As he spoke, the hands that grabbed my shoulders tightened, for fear that he would lose me immediately.

"Soon it will be gone." The painful pressure in the brain is gone, and these nosebleeds are just residual blood in the previous nasal cavity, and it will be good if they are exhausted.

But the little hands of the poor life moved me slightly.

No matter what, Ye Zhengling has never been so relied on, and where he needs me, to be exact, what he needs is Nie Yan.

It was hard to make out the direction in the yellow mist, but we still ran through an alley.

I didn't want to ask too much, but when I stepped into the last alley, looked at the ruined city wall not far away, the bridge that had been faintly broken, and listened to the sound of the waterfall, I couldn't help but speak: "Poor life, you really don't plan to leave?" If you're here, the ghosts won't attack you, and you're not in danger, you can go back to the inner city. ”

"If you don't leave, it's precarious to return to the inner city, and you'll be bullied. It's hard to die, I want to follow the master. Masters, you know what? I also dreamed of seeing the outside world once. "Pity lay on my back, his voice getting lower and lower.

I strode forward, very silent, I don't know what words to use to respond to the mercy, there are thousands of kinds of pity in the world, I am afraid that such an encounter can be called the most pitiful, comfort seems superfluous and ridiculous.

"Besides, the master! I'm leaving you, and you're going to die. After saying this, he whispered: "I feel that there is a force in my body connected to you, really, I leave you, you will die." ”

I don't want to say this, but I know it.

Why am I still standing, and why am I still running around in North City seemingly unharmed? In fact, it was because of mercy that at the moment when I was closest to death, when my soul was all broken, he grabbed my chest and cried, and his tears suddenly turned into an ice blue color and dripped down me.

The tears weighed like a thousand pounds, and they suddenly weighed down my soul that was about to soar.

Then, in a blur, I felt a force enter my soul, a will that was too strong for me to match, to be exact, and began to forcibly stabilize my soul, with a soft sense of comfort.

What is the will? The will is the most powerful force of human beings, heaven and earth.

I can't describe how powerful it is. But does telekinesis know? Even gods and Buddhas need the purest faith of human beings, because that is a kind of mental power, a manifestation of will.

If you don't talk about will, just talk about mindfulness, and you can already change too many things.

Therefore, this strong will seemed to make my soul not broken, so my soul was firmly steady, and even the trauma began to slowly get better.

What a powerful force is this? To be honest, I don't need to go to the beast elder at all, just with this power, no matter whether it is a new injury or an old injury, as long as I am given a certain amount of time, I can heal it!

I'm curious about the mercy, and I need this power even more.

But I can't let pity die because of selfishness, because I know what kind of road ahead I have to face! In the valley of death, Ren Xiaoji, a group of people who have gone before us, and now this situation seems to be under the effect of pity, and has become unharmed, but in fact, I don't know what the result of using power will be?

Perhaps, others will think, if there is a mercy, then there is no need to pick a thousand soul flowers for the beast elder?

However, I have my considerations, the beast is old and brother Zhengchuan is kind, I can't be so treacherous, and there are many other trivial considerations, all of which make me have to move forward.

As if sensing my hesitation, the hand that grabbed my shoulder was a little harder, and he whispered, "Master, do you really want to drive me away?" ”

In the words, there are many pitiful places, and they are also cautious.

"I want you to escort me to the edge of the city wall, and then I'll go back. My injuries were temporarily suppressed, and maybe I could hold on to where I thought. I'm not trying to drive you away, but I'm going to take a path that is often a dead end. I said it word for word.

"I won't go! Even if it's a dead end, you can take me with you. I'm not afraid of death, the most common thing I see here is ghosts, I'm not afraid of death at all. Pian Sheng said loudly, feeling a little excited.

We're halfway down the last alley.

My injuries have improved a bit, and getting along with me like this is quite a bit of a dependence on each other.

His words still carried the childishness and willfulness of a child, and I sighed in my heart, what kind of environment is this? How could a little child appear inexplicably?

With a move in his heart, the question he didn't want to ask finally couldn't help but speak: "Mercy, do you remember your life experience?" ”

There was silence in my back.

Could this be the real sore spot of the Poor Life, as I expected?

But after a few steps, Rei Sheng finally spoke: "I don't remember anything, I seem to have had a period of amnesia." I just remember that two years ago, I woke up in a room in the West Market and saw an aunt wearing a veil. She didn't tell me anything, she just treated me well. It's a pity"

"Huh?" I was very curious about the veiled aunt, and waited for the pity to continue to tell.

Naturally, I also felt the sadness of the pity, but I have never been good at comforting.

"It's a pity that my aunt only stayed here for a month and left, she was very busy, but she still stayed with me every day. Masters, you know what? Although she was veiled, she was so beautiful that she cooked deliciously, and she was "talking about the memories of her masked aunt."

The child's fragmentary language has pieced together a most beautiful image.

It is also his best memory.

The city wall is getting closer and closer, and the Broken Soul Bridge is becoming clearer and clearer in my eyes, it is a natural stone bridge connecting the two canyons, and it is also a real natural danger.

That cliff of death, like a sharp fang, stood in this space.

The sound of the waterfall is getting louder and louder, but the ghosts around are getting fewer and fewer, and the raging yellow mist seems to be a little lighter than before at this time.

But those ghosts that were swept away formed a whirlwind in the Death Canyon, and they landed somewhere in an endless stream.

I just glanced at it, and I felt that it was dangerous, and that I must not go near that place if I could, but an indescribable sense of fate rose in my heart.

My mind was complicated, but I was still touched by the beauty in the mouth of the mercy sheng, and after the mercy finally finished speaking, I couldn't help but ask: "That aunt is gone, and then she didn't come back?" How did you survive after that? ”

She didn't come back, and when she left, she said to me that everything was the fate she chose, and she naturally had to wait for the fruit of her choice of fate. From the moment I woke up, my fate changed, not only about myself, but also about others. Mercy said softly.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, these words, absolutely indescribable in my mouth, there was a feeling of a mountain looking up.

If in the world, I meet such a person and say such things to me, I can't help but scold 'pretending', but I can't scold this aunt.

Just like there is a dragon in my life who has no head but no end, and he is often very profound, but I can't say a word that he is pretending, because he seems to be like that, and everything he does and says is natural.

"How to survive? In fact, eating is not a problem, you can eat in the cafeteria every day, and there is also a small room to live in. It's just that no one in the entire West Market pays too much attention to me, and no one cares too much about me. I'm alone, and it's hard to feel good. The voice of pity grew lower and lower.

"The food in the cafeteria is like that, I want to eat other dishes, and I want to eat candy. In fact, it's not entirely about making money, because I also want to talk to someone. As he spoke, he rested his head on my back.

A muffled voice came from my back: "But it's also about doing business, and I'm always being bullied." I haven't met anyone as good as a superior person. ”

I was silent, the walls were in front of me.

I suddenly had a feeling that, essentially, I and I both wanted to be needed.

For me, this need is not necessarily emotional, but more identified with myself.

And the pity is not even emotional.

I don't want to leave Pisheng behind at all, I really hope that I can go down with Pisheng and let him see the outside world that he has never dreamed of seeing.

I couldn't say these words, but I said lightly: "In this way, your life experience is a mystery?" ”

"I don't know, I met a person who was with my aunt," Rei Sheng said suddenly as if remembering behind my back.

At this time, I have jumped over the wall, and all that remains is a choice, whether I want to take the pity or not.