When I said these two words, I felt a sense of relief in my heart.

At least let this poor boy take a look at the outside world, and didn't let him leave with regrets, I can feel a little more at ease.

But that didn't ease my grief.

In the morning after sunrise, the sunlight reflects off the thin white snow, which is beautiful.

This cave is close to the top of the mountain, and you can see far away at a glance, and between heaven and earth, people can be very small.

Looking at the majestic mountains, the vast sky, life and death are not so important, we are all just passers-by in a hurry, and it is enough to have no regrets.

I wiped the tears from my face, walked out of the cave with my arms in my arms, and walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.

His faint breath hit my cheek, I was afraid that it would disappear in the next moment, and I cherished every second of the moment.

So, when I saw a group of people standing in front of me, I just whispered a 'shhh'.

The group of people standing in front of me was led by Aunt Chengzhen, and I saw the beast elder and Brother Zhengchuan who was supported by the beast elder.

There are also a few subordinates of Ren Xiaoxuan who were escorted away by the soldiers' souls, isn't one of them the one who embarrassed me and Brother Zhengchuan at the entrance of the ghost market? In the inner market, except for Ren Xiaoxuan and the old man, they all wore masks, but I didn't recognize them.

It was one of them who gave me a slight pause.

But now, I already know that he is not Ren Xiaoxuan, he is the real Ren Xiaoji.

There is still that kind of market-like cunning in his eyebrows and eyes, and the feeling of being a little person at first glance is fundamentally different from Ren Xiaoxuan.

Before, how could I mistake Ren Xiaoxuan for him? The temperament is completely different, just like the difference between the white clouds in the sky and the sludge in the ground, although it is a little contemptuous of the little machine in front of him, but it is true.

It seems that I was deceived by this exact face and body shape.

At this moment, Ren Xiaoji's appearance was a little cringe, looking even more obscene, seeing that I was walking forward silently with mercy, he suddenly rushed out, a little flattering, but also a little groveling and asked: "Where is my brother?" ”

I don't know how to answer him? However, the person who had been following Ren Xiaoxuan's old man snorted coldly, and another of Ren Xiaoxuan's subordinates pulled him back and said, "That's Ren Shao's enemy, don't embarrass Ren Shao." ”

"Oh, oh." Ren Xiaoji withdrew with a flattering smile.

At this time, Aunt Chengzhen walked up to me but stopped talking, gritted her teeth, and turned to the group of people and said, "What enemy is not an enemy?" You are also a person from my Snow Mountain lineage, and the Snow Mountain line says that he is a friend, so you dare to recognize him as an enemy? If you don't accept it, you can leave. ”

Aunt Chengzhen said these words very politely, but I heard her suppressed helplessness.

I don't know what kind of connection Ren Xiaoxuan has with the Snow Mountain, I just smiled indifferently, and I responded to Aunt Chengzhen's affection, and gently patted the pity and asked him not to sleep.

Fortunately, his faint breathing was still there.

"Ye Zhengling." I turned around and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain, but Aunt Chengzhen couldn't help but call me.

"Let him go, I've never seen him so sad in my memory." It's Brother Masakawa's voice.

There was finally a calm behind me, and I could finally walk quietly with Rei to the top of the mountain, where the line of sight would be more open, if I could, I just wanted Rei to see more, and then look farther.

At this time, whether it is the human world or the demon world, those disturbances are not important.

None of them knew that there was a poor child's greatest desire to see the outside world.

If everyone, even a demon, would their demands be so simple, would there still be so many disputes in this world? If we walk on the road of life, can cherish what we have, and can stop at any time to look at the scenery in front of us, then what is there to quarrel about?

Unfortunately, things are so simple.

To be alive is a kind of * in itself.

God let us be born in *, this is the essence of heart refining! So, how many people can break free?

The wind is strong at the top of the mountain, and there is an open terrain at the top of the mountain.

I sat on a rock with my arms in my arms, under the warm sun, I didn't feel cold, but I couldn't help but shiver slightly, even my body temperature couldn't warm him.

I couldn't bear him to bear this kind of cold, but I didn't want to pity me and pull me, and I spoke, and there was a strange ruddy on my face, which I had never seen since I met him, and his voice was no longer weak, although it was not full of energy, but it was full of happiness.

"Brother Ye, it's here, it's good here."

I hugged him tighter, and looked down the top of the mountain wordlessly, and I could see the mountains continuously, and I could see the small river that was not frozen running through it, and if I looked farther, I could even see the faintly scattered houses at the foot of the edge of the mountain.

It's good here, the world is never beautiful, sometimes it's just the human heart that isn't beautiful.

"Brother Ye, I am a Ten Thousand Soul Flower." I didn't interrupt him, I just listened to him quietly.

"I don't know how many years I've been saved, I just know that I'm driven for a hero! The death of tens of millions of people can get the mercy of God, and the real hero, if the world does not know his reputation, God will also reward a flower of ten thousand souls and put it in the place where he died. With the departure of the hero's soul, the Ten Thousand Souls Flower will wither. ”

What kind of hero is that, so that he can get a flower of ten thousand souls on the grave? I couldn't help but be fascinated.

Because it is a tribute from heaven and earth.

"That's how I got to the hero's part. It's a pity that the heroic spirit I was with has never left, and he still has something to protect. And I kept it open at his grave. The voice of the poor man gradually lowered, speaking of this past, even his childish voice carried a force that seemed to penetrate time.

I felt the loneliness that bloomed for thousands or even 10,000 years.

"Brother Ye, do you know? The Ten Thousand Souls Flower represents the will of the hero, the respect of heaven and earth, and the meaning of the flower soul is different. And my flower language is life. Because the hero I was born with was determined to die without regret, and I wanted to exchange sacrifice for the lives of more people. Therefore, the flower language that I was promised by heaven and earth is life, a trace of vitality. ”

I know this, at that time in a daze, the owner of the tomb has already said it.

This ten thousand soul flowers are life, and only the unrepentant will to die is exchanged for life.

But I have never cared about these, whether it is life or death, mercy cannot be just a flower in my heart, he is a living person.

Changing to a more comfortable position, Pian Sheng sat in my arms, his eyes greedily looking at the scenery of this world, but he continued word by word: "Brother Ye, do you know? I didn't feel that kind of loneliness at first. In the chaos of thousands of years, time passes even a second, and a thousand years passes, and it doesn't make any difference to me. ”

"I don't know when I started to have a vague will of my own, and this vague will seems to be perceiving my own existence and my surroundings."

"From that moment on, I finally felt lonely. From my vague memory, I even remember that there was a catastrophe here. Before the Great Tribulation, I remember that I seemed to be on top of a lonely mountain, and below the top of the mountain there was a city, and it was a mysterious city. ”

"I don't know much, I just know that at that time there was a kind of light, called sunshine, and there was a kind of water, called rain, and occasionally people would go up to the top of this mountain to pay tribute to the hero who was my companion, and I envied them for walking."

"It's been a long time, and when I woke up, it was already dark."

I don't know how long it took to be like this, and I became more and more lonely, so much so that I wanted to wither and end this loneliness. However, I want to really feel what it's like to be like a human being in this world. ”

I listened silently, feeling that there was a lot of vague information in the words of the poor life, and I also felt that sometimes, it is not a painful thing to have a trace of my own will, and when you can feel joy, it is inevitable that you will not feel sadness? Before, I didn't understand why life is a kind of suffering.

If there is no birth, how can you get old, sick and die?

At the same time, we are all greedy for life, because relatively, there is darkness and sunshine sometimes, and a trace of beauty is also a reason to stay in the world.

We temper ourselves in this contradiction.

Pity Sheng has his own will, and finally feels life, and also feels the pain and loneliness of life, he wants to give up life, but he is greedy for more life.

The Tao between heaven and earth is too complicated, and when will we understand one of them?

The story continues.

"It was in this lonely time that I was about to die that the hero I was with finally moved! On that day, there was a man in front of the grave where he had been lonely for a long time, and the hero who had been guarding it also woke up because of the appearance of that person. ”

"He told that person that I would be born, and between my lives, my opportunity would come."

"How fate swings, he can't grasp it, and his will has not changed, this trace of ten thousand soul flowers with vitality, from the moment it appears, he will give it to a descendant."

"He asked me what I would do, and if I got out of his grave, I would meet a fate arranged by his will. At that time, the Ten Thousand Souls Flower will no longer exist, and even these thousands of years of lonely birth and blooming will no longer exist. ”

"Brother Ye, I met you, that's fate. I will follow you, but at that moment, I will not exist after all. ”