Krus didn't know how long after he had come across the old man after entering the rainforest, after all, when a man wanted to die, he didn't pay much attention to the flow of time. All the Demon Spawn knew was that when he noticed the other man, the falling leaves fluttered wildly in the morning sun. Exhausted, Kalus didn't have the strength to ask who the other party was, in fact, he thought that the old man in front of him was the usherer of his soul, but then he thought how could a god mansion be willing to accept such a filthy soul into their realm......

The sound of insects awakened the sleeping killer, and when the fire ignited in the eyes of the demon, he saw the white-haired figure standing not far away. The man must have been very old, his skin was covered with age spots, his flabby skin was wrinkled like sun-dried oranges, and his pale hair and beard were almost transparent in the moonlight, as if he might disappear into the world at any moment. But when the old man turned his head to look at him, Karus knew that he was wrong, those eyes were not the eyes of the dying, but just a look at each other, and the demon saw in those dark pupils the innocence of a child, the passion of youth, the composure of the prime, and the wisdom of the elderly, but in the second second, all these things disappeared, leaving only the quiet darkness of the night sky.

Krus wanted to say something, but he was too weak to sleep to not only not restore his strength, but also deplete the little nutrients left in his already hungry and thirsty body. "Oh, sorry, I forgot that creatures are meant to eat. The old man seemed to sense something, and he said softly, plucking the leaves beside him, folding the edges slightly, and then beckoning, thousands of shining things flew out from the surrounding trees, like stars in the sky. It wasn't really a star, of course, just some drops of dew, and when the dew had almost gathered, the old man walked up to the demon and poured it into the latter's mouth. It was the most delicious water Kalus had ever drunk, and although it was a strange word to describe the water as it didn't have any taste, the comforting coolness and clarity, as well as the tactile sensation that flowed through the throat, were impressive.

The killer who drank a leaf of dew sat up slowly, and he was surprised to find that his hunger and exhaustion were rapidly subsiding, and it was conceivable that what the old man gave him to drink was anything but ordinary. The Demon Spawn spoke again, instinctively wanting to thank the other party, but then realized that he had come here to beg for death, and in this confusion, Krus did not speak for a long time. Seeing this, the old man didn't say anything more, he took the leaf back to the place where it was picked, and the torn stem of the leaf was magically restored in an instant, as if the leaf had never been plucked.

"Walking alone in this kind of place is a matter of being extra careful. The old man sat cross-legged in front of Krus, and it was then that the Demon Descendant noticed that the other man was dressed in a style he had never seen before, thinking that this person must be from a different culture. "Aren't you wandering around here alone?" In fact, the Demon Spawn wanted to thank the other party, anyway, they still saved his life, but somehow, as soon as he opened his mouth, he said such things, as if being rescued was a common thing and did not deserve special thanks.

The old man didn't care, he looked up at the sky with a smile, "I? I'm just being blown here by a gust of wind, and I'll have to stay here until the next gust of wind comes." But for me, it doesn't matter where I am. You see, I'm not like you, I don't need to drink water, I don't need to eat, and if I'm hungry, I open my mouth and eat a mouthful of wind and I'm full. Krus rolled his eyes, dismissing it as nonsense. How could someone drink the wind and eat enough? I am afraid that this old man has lived in the deep forest for too long, and his brain is no longer normal.

"And what about you? What are you doing here?"

Hearing this question, the demon descendant was silent again, he lowered his head and thought for a long time, he silently recalled his life, objectively examining everything he did. In the end, he came up with the answer, "I was a bastard, and then, I killed someone." ”

"Yes. The old man tilted his head, and the smile on his face did not decrease, "Originally, I, an old man, should not have pointed fingers at you, but since you and I met here today, it can be regarded as a kind of fate." I have some insight into your question, would you like to hear it?"

Krus shook his head, "Anyone can tell the truth, and anyone can make up stories." I have only understood one thing in my life, and that is that there is no immutable truth in this world, and everyone can speak a completely different righteousness from their own standpoint. So, you save your saliva, I'm not a fledgling kid, I tried to believe in all those glory, persistence, faith, and finally abandoned them. Sitting here is a waste that can't bear the weight of life, and honestly, you really shouldn't have saved me. ”

"Don't be so sure, young man. The old man stretched out the palm of his right hand and naturally faced upward, and a fallen leaf just fell into it, "Everyone is the same, born, grows, does some plausible good and bad things, and then dies in a hurry, where is the weight of life? It is not the beginning, and death is not the end." Things flow, what we see in our eyes is only a narrow and sad corner, you look at this leaf, what makes it up is the nourishment of the trees, those things that come from the land. And what makes up the soil? You think death is the end of life, but I don't. When our breathing stops, the flesh becomes a part of the earth and becomes nourishment for other creatures, like this leaf, which may have been in a deer a few months ago. As for the soul, if there is no god to collect it, the soul will gradually turn into air, how amazing, every breath we take is merging with other souls, until they are recombined into a new soul. Look, the line between life and death is blurred, isn't it?" As he spoke, the old man turned his right hand slightly, and the fallen leaves in his hand instantly turned into a few grains of sand, and then he turned again, and the sand actually turned into a seed! The old man dug a small groove with his fingers beside him, put the seed in it, and covered it with soil.

"Of course, I'm not exonerating you for killing someone, and I'm not telling you that living is a negative thing. I mean, when you feel like it's all you see, it's just because you're covering your face with your hands. The world is infinitely vast, and so is life, if you only have fire in your heart, then adapt to its temperature, don't isolate yourself from the world, you and me, and it," said the old man, pointing to the small dirt bag on the ground, and a young bud broke through the soil at a speed visible to the naked eye. "We are all the same thing, if we were bastards, everything in this world would have been mixed together a long time ago, who can be pure?"

The Demon Spawn looked at the young shoots on the ground, was silent for a long time, and then showed a wry smile, he shook his head and said to the old man in front of him, "I said I didn't want to hear it, but you still told me such a lot of truths. But no matter how true the truth is, I still can't overcome the blood in my body, every day, every second, the world loses color in my eyes, this is my fate..."

"Then why don't you try to get interested in the world again? find something you want to do, don't be so shrewd, sometimes stupidity is the real wisdom. By then, you'll understand—" The old man stood up at some point, and he stretched out the index finger of his right hand and pressed it against the center of Clarus' brow, "the wind is blowing, and it looks like it's time for me to go." ”

By the time the Demon Spawn came back to his senses, there was no one in front of him, only the faint pain on his forehead and the young shoots in front of him telling of what had just happened.

"Alive, stupid?"

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