"I came from that distant era, I have experienced boundless darkness, I have also suffered the betrayal of light, I have suffered in heaven, I have forged ahead in hell, I have been reborn in blood and fire, I am everywhere in the catastrophe, leading the dawn of civilization, witnessing the rise and fall of one era after another, watching the ebb and flow, the change of dynasties, and the vicissitudes of life in my eyes, if you want to ask who I am, I also want to ask who I am?"

"Who am I? Who is me? I am who I am, I am not me when I know I am me, I am who I am when I don't know I am me. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Where is heaven, where is hell, God says this is heaven, Buddha said it is hell."

"The immortal and unyielding soul, sleeping forever in that dark hell, enduring the boundless catastrophe in that bright heaven, God said, when you die, the Buddha's words, not living, behind all fate, there are only invisible threads entwined."

"Every death in the world is nothing but a reunion after a long absence......"

"I say, when darkness descends on the earth, and heaven falls, I will return......"

A murmur, one after another reverberated in the heavens and the earth, like a bleak sad song.

I saw that at the end of the road, the gray-haired gray-clothed old man looked up at the sky, his tone was full of sadness and vicissitudes, and from time to time the wind blew, bringing up his sleeves, making him look even more lonely and old, and his mouth was constantly muttering, accompanied by the wind blowing between heaven and earth, and reaching Ji Wuchen's ears.

Immediately afterwards, another gust of wind blew, and then Ji Wuchen sat down cross-legged when he saw the old man in gray, still muttering in his mouth, and there seemed to be a trace of helplessness and sigh in his sad tone, his eyes were resentful and deep, as if he was faintly recalling something.

And under the reflection of the light moonlight in the sky, the sleeves of his hands kept waving lightly when he spoke, showing the appearance of a master of the fairy wind and bones, and even Ji Wuchen's heart was a little shaken, his eyes were unbelievably wide, and he even gave birth to a little trance, and his heart was accompanied by a strong resonance because of this, only to feel that the mouth of the Dao heart was sullen for a while, as if there was something blocked there, making him speechless, only to feel that something in his chest was constantly surging up and hitting his body, I just want to erupt vigorously.

However, before the breath in his chest could come out of his chest, the bleak song immediately stopped abruptly, suddenly came out, and stopped abruptly, leaving only a trace of aftertaste echoing.

And before Ji Wuchen could respond from it, he randomly saw that the gray-clothed old man who was originally sitting cross-legged, with fluttering sleeves and a fairy wind and bones, immediately turned his head, faced Ji Wuchen, grinned, and showed the big yellow teeth that he didn't know how many years had not been cleaned, lowered his head and smiled, that look fell in Ji Wuchen's eyes, how obscene and obscene.

And then the words that came out of his mouth immediately made Ji Wuchen's face black, and the series of reverence that had been born because of what had just happened collapsed in an instant, and he almost couldn't help but turn his head directly.

"How is it, dustless little friend, hehe, how did the old man behave just now, is he an extremely immortal master? Tsk, let me tell you, the old man has been thinking about today's scene for a long time. ”

After the old man in gray finished talking to himself, before Ji Wuchen could react, he immediately jumped up, trotted all the way to Ji Wuchen's side, tugged at his sleeve, pointed at himself, and gently stroked his somewhat messy beard while smiling, but that smile in Ji Wuchen's eyes showed a lewd taste, how could he have the appearance of a master before, but it was a bit like a schoolboy who had done good deeds and was waiting for praise all the time.

Seeing this, Ji Wuchen looked at the almost dizzying proximity in front of him, and the old man of the burial village who was so nervous that he was supposed to be extremely serious, silently slapped the hand of the old man in gray from his sleeve, and then stepped back, as if he wanted to stay away from him, and the disgust was simply overflowing, and it was almost written on his face.

Ji Wuchen was silently retreating on the way, while slowly retreating, while secretly scolding himself for being stupid, and even almost couldn't help but pump himself, just now he almost believed the words of this old god stick, obviously, in Ji Wuchen's heart, the gray-clothed old man in front of him who was so nervous had been branded as late Alzheimer's disease without his knowledge.

When the gray-clothed old man saw Ji Wuchen's movements and expressions with extremely obvious disgust, he immediately turned into a crying look, with a resentful face, originally if this kind of expression was placed on a woman, it might make people feel a little pity and touch, but at this time, Ji Wuchen looked at the gray-clothed old man, looking at the distinct wrinkles and white hair on his face, but there was only an extreme weirdness and silent heartache.

"Wait, no, I just saw that you were running very fast, but why did you walk so slowly the previous time?"

Just when Ji Wuchen wanted to stop looking over his head and tried to keep himself from looking at him, suddenly, Ji Wuchen looked at the gray-clothed old man in front of him as if he had thought of something, and immediately looked at him and asked coldly.

Because this was almost a thorn in his heart that was difficult to pull out, although he really didn't feel anything at the time, but after thinking about it, he still felt that it was not right, because the old man in gray at that time walked too slowly, and the walk made Ji Wuchen almost want to vomit blood at that time, even if Ji Wuchen is a person with an indifferent and calm temperament, he is a little unbearable, and it is no wonder that Ji Wuchen's resentment is so deep, so that he will never forget it.

When the gray-clothed old man heard this, his originally extremely resentful face suddenly stiffened, but soon he reacted immediately, turned his head and looked at Ji Wuchen suspiciously, with an inexplicable look on his face.

"What, Xiao Ji, what the hell are you talking about, why I'm walking so slowly, I've been walking fast, don't talk nonsense."

Hearing this, the corners of Ji Wuchen's mouth twitched violently almost immediately, he really saw it today, this clan elder is simply undisciplined, and his kung fu of talking nonsense with his eyes open is definitely the only one he has seen in his life.

If it weren't for the previous example, looking at the inexplicable look on the face of the old man in gray, I'm afraid he would really be fooled by him, and wonder if he really remembered it that day.

However, because of the experience of the previous car just now, basically Ji Wuchen and he knew the urine nature of the old man in front of him, so he was unmoved, rolled his eyes, and didn't hear what he said, while still staring at him deadly, not squinting.