Chapter Forty-Three: Another Hope

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Lai's first lesson continued, and his two students were just beginning to embark on the path of God. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Even the butcher with the butcher knife in his hand had just been able to throw out a little fire, and as for the remaining two imps, they couldn't feel the lit lamp in their hearts.

Although the lamp is lit, it also needs the person who carries the lamp to illuminate the way forward.

Li saw the path of the three of them.

There were also people who saw Li's way.

It was a road full of thorns.

"Is this the path you chose? Let a so-called god go the way you want to go. ”

"The so-called cultivation of the gods is nothing but the cultivation of desires. ”

On the shores of Ming Lake, in a wooden house. It's quiet as if no one is there.

Since Li left, Chen Lao has also moved back here, and this place is still as beautiful as when Li left.

Li's sacred aura has never dissipated, constantly attracting the small beasts around it, and constantly giving birth to summer flowers blooming on the lakeside.

It's just that all the nice noise is outside the cabin.

The wooden door of the wooden house was tightly closed, and it was cut off from the outside world.

Of course, it is not really completely cut off from the outside world.

A red-beaked finch from the north broke into the hut, shattering the silence of the seclusion.

The red-beaked bird brought a letter, and Chen Lao took the letter, of course he knew where the letter came from, and he also understood where the doubts and distrust came from.

So he also wrote a letter to give back to the other party to show his heart.

"It was never me who chose, it was me who was chosen. As for that unrealistic dream, the old decay has long forgotten it. ”

"Li is desire, but also hope. ”

"Dear old friend, please accept this last gift from me. This is the only hope. ”

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Li became the hope, the hope of Chen Lao, the hope of the two ignorant urchins, and the hope of the butcher who had just changed his master. It seems that he really became hope.

It's just that there are still people in this world who don't believe in God after all.

Naturally, what they hope for is not a naïve god who has not yet grown up.

Their hope often comes from their loved ones, friends, and lovers.

Living may be hope, but there is hope when someone dies, even if that hope seems fragile.

Xia He is the one who lost hope and rekindled hope after death, or a ghost.

In the small forest far away from the city in the south where a lot of things had happened, a ghost and two people were still walking on the road.

An old horse dragged a shabby but neat carriage along the forest path, the wheels of the carriage crushed into the mud of the path, bringing muddy water and splashing on the old trees on both sides.

The old horse panted and drooped his head, looking overwhelmed.

It's just that the glowing eyes still declare that it has more strength than an ordinary horse.

Yin Huai drove the old horse, the whip in his hand swayed, and it was whipped on the horse's back, it was painful enough and crisp enough.

It is crisp and can be heard dozens of paces ahead.

As for the naughty Xia Xiaolian, she naturally won't stay in the carriage honestly.

Riding a foal from nowhere, he ran in front of the carriage, and Xia Xiaolian's crisp and touching laughter could still be heard.

The old horse listened to the laughter, and his heart was happy and annoyed.

The joy is that I finally got rid of the annoying little girl, and the powerful and somewhat unreasonable young man. This is something to rejoice in.

Annoyed by the young man sitting behind him, the old horse who escaped from the clutches of the two had to bow down to the young man's whip.

The old horse cursed secretly: How can he smoke the horse so loudly when he is such a quiet teenager.

Yin Huai couldn't hear Lao Ma's dissatisfaction, and even if he heard it, he wouldn't have much reaction.

At this moment, his thoughts did not fall on the old horse at all.

Nor did it fall on the little girl who was laughing in front of her.

Instead, it fell on the young man who had died as a ghost and was still happy to threaten to protect his sister.

To be more precise, Yin Huai remembered what the young man said yesterday.

It was like a key that opened the door to a world he had never touched.

The heart, which was already cooling down because of hopeless revenge, was also ignited with hope in the world behind the door.

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"I mean, you should tell me about me becoming a ghost that no one can see. Xia He floated on the fire, touching the flames that he couldn't touch at all with his hands, and said with a smile.

Although the tone pretended to be relaxed, it still couldn't hide the little panic and discomfort in the young man's heart.

Yin Huai looked at Xia He and watched the young man's translucent fingers skim the tongue of fire.

The fire was hot, his face was flushed, and there was a pale Xia He floating in front of him.

He seems to have a lot to say, such as his origin, such as the magical ghost cultivation method, such as the gray page, such as Xia He's resurrection, such as his hatred......

But there were so many things he needed to say, so much that he didn't know where to speak, and he was a child who was used to being quiet. At this time, he could only say nothing.

Xia He saw Yin Huai's silence and thought that Yin Huai still didn't trust him, but he was also silent when he thought of this.

It's just that Xia He is a genius after all, and he is still a kind genius, even if he is already a ghost, he will still use the most direct method of genius.

Since you don't trust me, then I'll have to find a way to make you trust me.

Since you don't talk about it, then I'll start by saying something that interests you.

For example, practice.

Xia He is a genius, even if he has only practiced for a short time, then he is still the most genius person in the Great Wilderness.

"Then I'll tell you about the practice first, and then you can tell me what you should say. ”

Yin Huai was slightly stunned when he heard Xia He say this. It seems that I didn't expect Xia He to be so happy.

Stunned for a moment, Xia He had already started his first "teaching".

This lecture, which was regarded as a model of practice by later generations, took place in such an unknown small forest.

There are studious students in the forest, and there are genius teachers in the forest.

The teacher's words were shocking enough, and Yin Huai, as a student, did not have the ability to comprehend geniuses, but after all, he was from another world, and in that world, he had also seen monks who could fill mountains and move seas.

It was a legend of that world, and he had seen the monks of this world not long ago.

And in front of him is a legendary genius.

Therefore, such shocking words are not so shocking.

Since, Xia He has to say.

Then, Yin Huai had no choice but to listen obediently.

The summer breeze blows, and the sound is curling.

It was directly transmitted into Yin Huai's heart and a seed was planted.

The seeds are germinating, because the young man in mid-air now is really like the sun, igniting the hope in Yin Huai's heart.

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Some late, in short, it was delivered to Ha, good luck to you!