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Once upon a time, it was also a bustling area, and some walk inside are the ruins of the old city hutongs.

In mid-air, a red supercar drove by, hovered suddenly, and landed at the mouth of the Hutong ruins.

"It's here. The woman in the driver's seat said, "Your grandfather doesn't know why, he has to see you here, and when you go in by yourself, it's the old mansion at the end." ”

The woman who spoke was naturally Xing Ziliang's mother, and the person sitting in the co-pilot was only Xing Ziliang.

"Huh?" Xing Ziliang was stunned for a moment and asked, "Mom, don't you go in?"

Zhang Yiqiong turned off the car, frowned, and said, "Mom is waiting for you outside, your grandfather has ordered it." ”

Xing Ziliang nodded, and he had already guessed it in his heart.

"Mom, then I'll go in. ”

Zhang Yiqiong smiled and said, "Well, let's go." ”

Xing Ziliang unbuckled his seat belt, got out of the car and looked around, and not far behind him was the big river that spanned several states.

He took a deep breath and walked towards the mouth of the alley.

Along the way, he curiously looked at the buildings on both sides, many of which were rotten and incompatible with the strong sense of modern technology in the world.

In fact, he didn't know that the ruins of the hutong here were deliberately kept by the government and not restored.

He could see the end at a glance, which was also an old mansion, and the walls were cracked, but they looked much cleaner.

Zhang Yiqiong stood next to the car, looking at the back of Xing Ziliang, her expression was slightly complicated, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

......

Xing Ziliang came to the door of the old mansion at the end, and first listened to the sound, and the house was quiet.

He exhaled, walked forward, raised his hand and knocked on the door three times.

A tired voice rang out.

"Push the door in. ”

Xing Ziliang knew that the owner of the voice was his grandfather.

The door was gently pushed open by him, and the first thing that caught his eye was a vigorous tree, as bright as a peach tree, but full of rich spiritual elements, it was a mutant spirit tree.

This is the front yard of the old house, but it is incompatible with the ruins of the alley.

There was a stone table under the tree, and the old man sat on the stone bench, gently shaking the teacup in his hand.

There was a teapot on the stone table, as if hot water had just been boiled, and the tea was steaming hot.

"Grandpa. Xingzi Liang said respectfully.

The old man poured tea into another teacup and said, "Close the door and sit down." ”

The torturer Liang did as he said, closed the door, and sat opposite the old man.

......

"Where does life come from and where does death go?"

The old man handed over the teacup and asked at the same time.

Xing Ziliang took the teacup, knowing that he was asking himself, he pondered for a moment and replied honestly: "I don't know." ”

"Then where are you from?" asked the old man looking him in the eye.

"I ......," Liang was stunned, "I'm also confused." ”

The old man smiled indifferently, and the wrinkles on his face melted.

"Want to hear the truth?"

The torturer Liang looked upright, and nodded solemnly.

"I don't know. Unexpectedly, the old man smiled dumbly.

"On the day of enlightenment and godhood, we can learn part of the truth about the universe, but it is still not enough to solve the mystery. ”

"Because at that time, the desire of people was extinguished, the fate of the years was like a book, the universe was desolate and the story was written, and the record of the universe was detached from it, just as the myth said, out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, you can get a glimpse of the fate of the years. ”

He looked at Xingzi Liang and asked, "Have you seen Him?"

"Who?" In fact, Xing Ziliang already had a guess in his heart, and his heart beat fast.

The old man squinted his eyes and said in a slow tone: "The projection of fate, the embodiment of the years......"

There were huge waves in Xing Ziliang's heart, he knew that the old man Xing was talking about "the book writer"!

It's just that the old man doesn't seem to know the title of "book writer", but regards the other party as fate and time, or ......

"Heavenly Dao!"

The old man looked rare and cautious, and spit out these two words heavily, but they happened to coincide with the thoughts in the heart of the torture Ziliang.

Suddenly, the old man looked a little lonely.

"Are you Xingzi Liang?"

Xingzi Liang was stunned, he still respected the old man very much in his heart, and maybe there was also the reason why the two grandfathers were really the same.

"I'm Xingzi Liang. He replied in the affirmative.

The old man sighed and didn't say anything for a long time, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, he said, "Are you wondering why the king said that he had not seen you for twenty-six years?"

Xingzi Liang's eyes widened.

"Because he thinks you're a prisoner Liang a hundred years later. ”

This time, Xing Ziliang was completely confused.

"It started 100 years later, but it happened many years ago. ”

"The future Xingzi Liang has traveled through the years, back to the past, even the first year of the immortal calamity. ”

What he wants to do is to change the trajectory of the years and the direction of history. ”

"That is, he wants to rewrite a 'story'. ”

The old man began to tell him a long story.

"He traveled through the years, made covenants with many people, and revealed some things in the future, such as how the inheritance in a certain immortal tomb should be obtained, and when the strange flower god tree in the tomb will bloom. ”

"I don't know exactly what the future holds, but I know that he wants to change not only his own future, but also the whole history through the change in the trajectory of many people's destinies. ”

The old man is slowly explaining everything.

"I'm also glad that he can cross the long river of time, which means that one day my grandson's cultivation will definitely reach the heavens and the earth. ”

Xing Ziliang couldn't help but ask, "Have you seen him in the future?"

"I haven't seen it. "He deliberately avoided me, but I also saw it through the years." ”

"Twenty-six years ago, he traveled through the years, found Wang Xiang, and informed him of the existence of the Yashan Tomb, and a strange flower that would bloom in twenty-six years. ”

He needed something to change by taking the tomb from the king, so he signed a covenant with the king. ”

Xing Ziliang was shocked, what kind of story is this, what kind of world is this?

At that time, he told the king that twenty-six years later, on the day when the strange flowers in the tomb bloomed, he would be reborn in his young self. ”

"I can guess one or two of the reasons why he didn't dare to see me, for example, he wanted to sacrifice himself and be reborn, because he was afraid that I would not allow it. ”

"That's why Wang Xiang is surprised that you are not him, which means that his plan to be reborn in himself has failed. ”

The torturer Liang smacked his tongue, how can this be said, is it called "I'm crazy, and I even take away myself"?

He suddenly remembered the prophecy that the writer had said, "Xingzi Liang is dictatorial in the world and was beheaded by Xiao Tang under the sword", is the future Xingzi Liang coming back to change this result?

"But I was just as strange. ”

"Ziliang's plan failed for some reason, and now Ziliang should be him in the past, my grandson. ”

"You say that you are also a torturer, but you are not my grandson. ”