Chapter 162: The Beginning of Man

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Yin Huai didn't have no way to go, just like the road he had taken before, it was all within his reach, and it was the path designated by God. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was a door behind him, and there was a road.

That's the way he should go.

There was only darkness in front of him, and there was no way to go, and that was naturally the way that God did not want him to take.

There is no path arranged by heaven between the light and the acacia.

However, if God really has thoughts, if God really doesn't want Yin Huai to go to that distant light, then why does that light appear looming in front of Yin Huai.

This is called destiny.

If we can't see each other, why should we show up?

Maybe what the so-called heaven wants to say is just that when you appear, why do you have to meet.

It's better to see each other than not to see.

Heaven only needs you to turn around, and you must turn around, and Heaven asks you to leave, and you must leave.

Even the bloody step that Yin Huai saw before was arranged by God, but in order to let Yin Huai know that there was nothing to go on, the darkness was always between the light and him, and it was a darkness that could not be crossed.

Even when Yin Huai saw the light, the ambition in his heart was also arranged by God, so what did Yin Huai know?

Yin Huai still glanced at the light, he was still ready to leave, but he took a look at the light before leaving.

Then, the ambition in my heart did not ignite again, but I gave birth to a little curiosity.

That curiosity seldom appeared in his heart, but at this moment, he somehow burst out of that sloppy corner.

Curiosity is not a strong emotion, and the curiosity in Yin Huai's heart is also the most insipid kind, it can't make waves in his heart at all, and even the expression on his face has not changed.

However, he still held the knife tightly.

The slender blade of the knife was cold, and a burst of coolness came from Yin Huai's slightly wet palm.

Driven by that sober coolness, he did something that was not sober.

He raised his knife and swung it.

There seemed to be a red flower in front of him, and he raised his knife high, and then fell heavily.

There should be nothing to cut because there is nothing in front of you.

Darkness is nothing.

But for some reason, Yin Huai cut a way.

The door behind Yin Huai had been wide open, and no water flowed out, but a crisp birdsong came to the door.

Just as the road was opened, the birdsong came out of the door.

shattered the silence around him. It also shattered the darkness around him.

The surface of the sea has changed into the same form as before, half light and half shadow, intertwined.

The brilliance of the reflection on the sea surface opened up another path in front of Yin Huai.

The road to that little light.

The road seemed to be cut open, and it seemed to be torn apart by the sound of birdsong.

But as long as it is a road, it can be walked.

At least the road was walked by the people who opened it.

It just so happened that Yin Huai knew the person who had opened this road and walked this road, so he also saw this road that should not have appeared, but because of the birdsong coming from the door behind Yin Huai and the knife he was holding that had changed its appearance.

Yin Huai grabbed the knife tightly, and the knife, which could no longer be called a knife, was raised high by him, and then fell down heavily.

The path was slashed more and more by the blade of the knife, as if Yin Huai had used the knife to cut a deep scar on the body of a giant beast in the darkness.

Yin Huai got back on the road, carrying a knife, and slowly approached the faint light.

The bright light was getting brighter and brighter in front of him, because it was getting closer and closer, or because Yin Huai had been recognized by something in the bright light.

Maybe it's both, maybe it's neither.

The light in the haze also revealed its true form.

Yin Huai, who saw the true form, was a little reluctant to get any closer.

Because it was a child who had not yet been born in the tenth month of her pregnancy.

The child was shrouded in light, with light and shadow above his head, but he could not see the child's appearance.

The face and facial features are blurred and indistinct, and the limbs have not yet opened, curled up and floating in the air.

The flowing air, or sea water, intertwined with the light of the sea, fell a few patches and sprinkled on the child's fetus.

This kind of appearance should be very weird, but it seems inexplicably harmonious. There was silence all around, the door was still in the place where Yin Huai had stopped before, the birdsong and the sound of the water could not be heard here, Yin Huai was there, standing dumbfounded.

There was more panic and confusion in his eyes.

Why is the panic and where does the confusion come from?

Even he couldn't tell.

He was five or six paces away from the light, the child's fetus, and he did not want to come any closer, even if there was nothing invisible to stop him.

However, the child's fetus seemed to be conscious, but it didn't want to be close to Yin Huai, and even faintly meant to escape.

Yin Huai saw something in the light, but he didn't want to get any closer, he just wanted to leave, and when he looked back, he didn't see the small and narrow door that should have stayed there.

Even the road behind him was lost again.

There was only one way ahead of him.

Before, he only had one way, the way back.

Now there is only one way for him to move on.

It seems that he is always being forced to go down one path.

Yin Huai is not a flamboyant and arrogant person, but he is not willing to follow the path pointed out by others.

Yin Huai didn't notice that he and Xia He were already somewhat similar in some places.

He tightened his grip on the knife, intending to cut another way, but it was raised high again and fell down heavily.

But it was clear that the place where his knife fell should be the void light and shadow behind him, but for some reason, it slashed at the child fetus who was still five or six steps away from him.

The knife used to be sharp, but now it is sharper, slicing along the tiny body of the child's fetus.

Yin Huai didn't expect that no one would expect such a thing to happen.

What is the matter? The fact that he has no intention of killing someone, but is carrying a butcher's knife that has just killed someone.

Yin Huai was stunned in place, but he didn't wait for the imaginary blood, but the child's fetus turned into an umbilical cord and tied Yin Huai's waist, and then, a door appeared, an incomparably huge door.

Yin Huai couldn't see the frame of the door, nor could he see the scene behind the door, and the flowing ones around him rushed towards the door like wind and water, rushing to the outside world.

The sound of the rushing water carried Yin Huai out of the world of light and shadow, and the child and fetus were also missing.

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