Dingdong made a record, but her record did not indicate the time, and Shisanro could only judge the time from words such as "very long", "very long", and "some days", but he didn't know how many years had passed. In addition, Ding Dong met the big cow very early, which means that the people of that village have also survived for a long time, but they have not cultivated for them or even become old.

"The flow of time is inconsistent?"

This thought flashed through his mind, and Thirteen Lang quickly rejected it. He knew that there were indeed places where the speed of time flow was inconsistent with the outside world, but that was relative, such as a long time in the realm, only a few days or even a moment outside the boundary, or vice versa, a long time outside the realm and a short time in the boundary. Such phenomena do not explain what is happening here, and the only thing left is that this world is born strange and has an exceptionally long lifespan.

Shou Yuan has long been considered eccentric, and Thirteen Lang tried to substitute it into the feeling he had experienced before, but he was still disappointed.

The oddity of this world doesn't lie in that, or not in all. Speaking of the reason, Shou Yuan is obviously a good thing for a long time, no one will be unhappy about it, and that kind of weirdness brings another feeling to Thirteen Lang: the crisis is coming, and it must be found and solved.

And that sense of familiarity, which is just as important as a quirky sense of crisis.

After thinking about it inside and out, the sun was sinking deeper and deeper, and the sky was getting darker, and Shisanlang turned his head to look in the direction of the village pointed by Ding Dong, a little hesitant.

"Don't fight for the day, seize the day"

After chanting twice, Thirteen Lang got up, took a step, and set off again in the form of a meteor.

Ding Dong said that the road of seven or eight days was just a moment's journey for Thirteen Lang, and he soon reached his goal.

The small village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, surrounded by fences, and there are many houses scattered and scattered, among which there is an open space. That's where the villagers gathered. For example, discussions, hunting, celebrating the harvest, etc., Thirteen Lang came by coincidence, just in time for a group activity.

It's that familiar feeling again, higher than the surrounding mountains and rivers, but Shisanlang confirmed that he had never been to and had never seen such a village.

It's getting dark. Bonfires were everywhere, men and women in the village were busy preparing, children were screaming and running and jumping far away, and Thirteen Lang glanced at it and probably didn't care, his eyes drawn to a large room on the edge.

The curtain of the door still couldn't cover his eyes, and when Thirteen Lang saw the woman in white, he recognized it at a glance: she was Sister Ayu in Ding Dong's mouth.

But she is not Leng Yu.

The face, body shape, tallness, fat and thinness, and even the fine lines on her face were the same as Leng Yu, but she was a different person, not the one he had vowed to find back.

The label of cold jade is cold. It comes from the soul and goes deep into the bone marrow and will not change at any time.

That's not pride, it's not indifference, Thirteen Lang has seen many women with cold faces and even cold hearts, and Leng Yu is unique. For example, Yelian, no one in the world can compare her appearance, her qualifications are excellent and her strength is strong, and she can reject people thousands of miles away if she is not cold; The night lotus is still a little missing, like a snow lotus on a lonely cliff. Beautiful, proud, lonely, but lacking a little red.

From enemies to friends and then to closeness with Yelian, Shisanlang saw and experienced the change of her heart with his own eyes, and knew that she still had the natural lover's pity side of a woman, in other words, the coldness of the flower of eternity was created by the thoughts, respects, and fears of others. There are also ingredients that she makes herself, rather than what she really wants and really likes.

Leng Yu is different, she has the pride of cedar, but cedar can become a forest. Never as lonely as Snow Lotus, Leng Yu can be gregarious, and she will still be cold after being gregarious, and she can also be alone, like when she is with many people.

Yelian is born cold from pride, pride is true, cold is false; cold jade makes people feel proud because of cold, cold is real, pride is false.

The temperament, temperament, and inner world are completely different.

What about Sister Ayu?

Sister Ayu is like water.

Thirteen Lang has never seen anyone with such a gentle gaze, even if the knife in his hand, the blood stained, and the life in his hands, it still feels gentle.

Leng Yu won't be like this, it's completely impossible.

Seeing this, thinking of this, Thirteen Lang sighed slightly, disappointed, lost, and at the same time couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief

Just like Ding Dong said, Sister Ayu is very capable, at the moment she is treating several injured villagers, there are women next to her to help, and some people are watching nervously, they look at Ayu with reverence, and when they return to the wounded, they are anxious, so, compared to the situation in the square, Shisanlang deduced that they have just completed a wild hunt and have had a fierce fight.

There were several wounded, among which the stout young man was the most serious and simple. He was attacked by a wild beast, and his abdomen pierced and his intestines were broken, and he was bleeding too much, and although Ayu was able to deal with his wounds, he couldn't stop the passage of life and was about to die.

Sister Ayu used various methods to save the young man's life and encouraged him with words, but injuries are injuries, blood is blood, and the majestic young man's breath is fading, and death appears on his body.

Dead qi is qi, and it is also meaning, ordinary people can't see its existence like monks, but they can feel the cold.

Sister Ayu first discovered something, and her sweaty face slowly became sad. She didn't give up her efforts, but the means available to her became less and less, and the effect became weaker and weaker, and gradually, the surrounding villagers realized what was happening, and their expressions slowly despaired.

One of the young women could not contain her grief, and her strong will gradually crumbled, and she began to weep.

Shou Yuan for a long time does not mean immortality, the seriously injured young man is dying step by step, Sister Ayu finally stopped, straightened up, turned around, and was ready to say something.

The young woman burst into tears, fell to her knees in mourning, hugged Sister Ayu's legs and said some words of supplication. The surrounding villagers were all sad, and a few of them fell to their knees like young women, saying the same words of supplication.

Everyone was talking, but Sister Ayu couldn't say what she wanted to say, and she looked at the surrounding villagers with gentle eyes, a little difficult.

The distance was far away, the square was noisy, and Thirteen Lang didn't deliberately listen, so he didn't know what they were saying. He saw Sister Ayu muttering silently, the surrounding villagers, and the woman pleading earnestly, and there were people next to him with complicated expressions, wanting to speak, but not easy to speak.

Thirteen Lang frowned slightly, and when he was wondering, he suddenly felt a monstrous anger in his heart. The fists clenched at once.

He saw Sister Ayu finally nodding, the young woman kowtowed again and again to express her gratitude, and some of the surrounding villagers shook their heads and sighed. The next scene verified Shisanlang's conjecture, Sister Ayu rolled up the sleeve of her left hand and aimed her wrist at the mouth of the majestic young man. With a knife in the other hand, he was ready to let blood.

Two village women stepped forward to help, breaking open the mouth of the strong young man, ready to receive blood.

At this time, Shisanlang saw that Sister Ayu's arms were covered with scars, criss-crossing and shocking, and correspondingly, the young man's mouth was so wide open, so deep and endless. It's like a hole that can never be filled.

"Wait, damn it!"

A few green tendons jumped wildly on his forehead, and Shisanlang gritted his teeth and roared, and a thunderous storm appeared in the sky, and a thick arc of electricity illuminated the night sky, hitting the old tree that coexisted with the village, cutting it off.

"Ahh

There were bursts of exclamations in the square, and people were frightened by the sudden disaster, some screaming and some evading. More were at a loss, and after a moment, they seemed to understand something. They fell to their knees and prayed earnestly and in awe.

This time Thirteen Lang heard it, and they were begging for heaven.

Men and women, young and old, may have different prayers, but the ultimate goal is exactly the same, asking God to bless them with peace. Bless their longevity and happiness.

Listening to these supplications and prayers, forgetting the faces that always seemed familiar to him, Thirteen Lang was born with infinite disgust and tried his best to control himself. There was not a single fire that burned the village to ashes.

In my head, a voice sounded out of thin air, echoing, endlessly, getting louder and louder.

"Heaven regards all things as dogs, and it is not unkind, because they are dogs in the first place. ”

A plan of thunder interrupted the bloodletting to save people, but it did not stop it completely. After a period of turmoil, the "operation" continued, Sister Ayu cut her wrist, bled and fed it to the mouth of the strong young man to continue his life.

The effect was magical, the color of the majestic young man improved at a visible speed, and his breath gradually stabilized; on the contrary, Sister Ayu's face was gray, and after hastily bandaging the wound, she could not support it, and with the help of two village women, she entered the inner room and lay down on her bed to rest.

Behind her, all the villagers involved in the matter fell to their knees and said some words of gratitude and gratitude, and the young woman was especially attentive, kneeling for a long time until someone else pulled her, pointing at the young man and reminding her of something.

The young woman got up and carried the stout young man away with a few men, while some of them came in, carrying all kinds of baskets, baskets, and pots and saucers, which were filled with all kinds of nourishing things, such as eggs, fruits, and meat

Since someone took care of these things, Sister Ayu lay quietly on the bed, her face gentle and unchanged, but she was very weak and needed a long rest to recover, or partially recover.

"Why?"

A voice came into his mind, and Ayu frowned slightly, as if he suspected that he was dreaming.

"Life and death are the way of life, why do you do that, why do you use your blood to save their lives?"

Again, the voice was heard clearly, forcefully, with deep pity and deep reproach.

Ayu heard, heard, and understood the meaning of this sentence, so she affirmed her judgment that she was indeed dreaming.

In the dream, she became more and more gentle, and murmured in response: "They are my relatives, how can they not be saved." ”

The voice said, "Saving people for a while can't save people for a lifetime, if you keep going like this, you will die." ”

Ayu asked strangely: "Didn't you say just now that life and death are the avenue?"

The voice was stunned for a moment, and said slightly angrily, "They didn't treat you as a relative." ”

Ayu said strangely: "Then what are they to me?"

The voice replied, "When you are God." ”

Ayu laughed, quietly and casually, and said, "I don't understand that. ”

The voice said, "Lose so much blood that you forget who you are." ”

Ayu said calmly: "I am who I am, I am for a while, for me for a while, and I am who I am now." ”

The voice fell silent before asking, "How are you doing?"

For some reason, Ayu thought about it seriously and replied, "It's good." ”

After answering, he felt that the question was strange, and Ayu said in confusion: "Who are you? Why are you asking me this, and"

A soft white light, a sweet smell, and a majestic vitality like the sea drilled into the body, Ayu was suddenly sleepy, and gently closed her eyes.

"Quack!"

Before falling asleep, Ayu frowned slightly, thinking in her heart whose toad this was, it sounded familiar

(To be continued......)