Chapter 270: On the Road to Reincarnation (2)
"Boy, don't be too attached, what you see is just a dream, just like everything here, it is also in a dream, just illusory. ”
"Even if this is a real area, it is still an ethereal existence, not that you can understand it now, just treat it as a dream, don't care too much, just wait for the dream to wake up. ”
The bird persuaded softly, but he couldn't make Li Yuchen turn back, and still stared at the seven-colored flower in front of him with the most sincere eyes.
He had nothing but her in his eyes and heart.
"There are some things that you can't believe if you don't want to believe them, everything here is just a dream, just a dream, even if the real area that appears at this time is just an incomplete and unreal reincarnation. "She's just a residual spiritual imprint." ”
Li Yuchen still doesn't believe it, even if it's self-deception, he just doesn't want to believe it.
He only looked at her, and she was everything.
"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, but dreams are always dreams, and illusory things will eventually return to illusory. The bird shook its head like a chicken's head, and sighed.
The long sigh echoed in the barren and desolate land where the bones were piled up, and the colorful light in the sky gradually disappeared, like a cloud of smoke, unable to withstand a slightly stronger wind, but with such a blow, it was dispersed, completely dissipated.
The sky disappeared from the splendid trace, and the seven-colored flowers became blurred, gradually becoming transparent to the point that there was no real trace of the illusion.
Li Yuchen's eyes showed a panicked look, and it seemed that he had expected it, with a kind of calmness, indescribable and strange, but it couldn't hide a sadness that gradually rose from his heart.
I want to cry.
As if drinking the water of the Kinai River, as if thinking of the saddest thing in life, his tears suddenly appeared in his eyeballs, like a spring overflowing from a spring constantly accumulating.
Shed tears.
endure, can't bear it, and the thoughts that rise at the same time can't withstand the accumulation of too many tears, and finally fall.
There is no thought when crying, and it is ethereal in an instant.
As if he didn't think about anything, as if he didn't want to do anything, his thoughts swirled beyond the nine heavens, not existed in reality, and silently shed tears.
Sad, it doesn't seem to be.
But tears flowed, tears after drops, welling up in the eye sockets and towards the ground.
"Even if it's just illusory, infused with true feelings, it's still very touching. The bird seemed to feel it, and whispered softly, "The illusory dream is shattered, return to the truth, then there is still reality, the flower in the dream disappears, what disappears is only the dream, and there is a real flower, blooming in the real ...... Reincarnation. ”
Tears fell, and the splashed dust could not make contact with the seven-colored flowers, Li Yuchen stretched out his right hand, wanting to get close but unwilling to get close, and finally touching the illusion.
The flower is still in sight, but it is so faint that it seems to exist only in the memory of the past, but it only exists in the memory of the past.
Gone, gone.
The so-called dream was completely shattered.
Tears, dry.
Turning his head, he stared at the bird on his shoulder, and his eyes, which no longer had tears, flashed with fierceness.
"She's still there, she should be in that really broken reincarnation. Said the bird again.
It's true.
Li Yuchen drew these two words on the ground, but it was an obvious inquiry, which appeared in the eyes full of hatred and ruthlessness, just like the two words that were drawn out, it must be a positive answer.
"What's the good of me lying to you?" and the bird didn't care, tilting his head to the other side, and closing his eyes slightly.
Li Yuchen lowered his head and saw that the seven-colored flower had completely dissipated, and there was no trace of its existence, but he stretched out his right hand very gently, approaching little by little, and stroked the flower very lightly and gently in his memory.
I'll come to you!
These are the words in his heart, silent, but with heart and life.
He clenched his fists and took a deep breath, his thoughts jumped out of his memory, and his body changed from squatting to standing.
She, on the path of reincarnation.
I'm going to go through reincarnation.
This is not a real area, maybe it's just an illusion, but it's still a reincarnation path, there are always some similarities, he has to go through this illusory reincarnation path, which can be regarded as adapting to the real reincarnation in advance.
For her, step on reincarnation.
Hit the road.
Stepping on the white bones and walking on the black ground, Li Yuchen was silent because he was silent, and the bird was silent because he didn't want to speak.
Thinking about the road in my memory, towards the Kunai River.
On the road.
The sky lost its colorful light, and the death Jedi became even more desolate, moving forward with unslow steps, the cold wind blew, and the sound of the ghost crying penetrated deep into the heart, as if the coldness was involved, and the cold drilled the flesh and bones, and the cold reached the soul.
Cold.
Endure.
It can be endured, it can be endured, as long as it does not die, a little pain, habit, numbness, what is there that cannot be endured?
Bear with it, and what should be past will pass.
"Tribulations can always stimulate people's progress, if you want to become a real strong person, you should go all the way forward, towards what you think, and never retreat!" Another bird's voice was a little louder, but it seemed calm, "On the real reincarnation road, if you want to move forward, it will be a thousand times more difficult than at this moment, and there is only a glimmer of life in ten thousand deaths." ”
"Reincarnation is the way of all beings, which has existed since ancient times, but it must be unbreakable...... It's like the broken reincarnation...... It seems that someone deliberately ...... Trying to break the ......"
"It seems to be...... Something is wrong, I ...... Can't remember. ”
The impression in the memory has long been blurred, and it can only be thought of as hard as it can, but it is only an intermittent line, losing the key points and unable to connect together.
Intermittent memories and words turned into sighs, colored pain seemed to reveal sadness, and the haughty haughty looked around, eager to find the key points in the memory, and connect the stories that made the heart yearn for and fear.
Reincarnation is rebirth, nor is it rebirth.
Nothing will come from death, and anything can be with life.
It has experienced a death and is born from the dead, as if it were reborn, but it is not a rebirth, but an incomplete nirvana.
If you don't die, then live well.
As if trying to understand something, the bird's state of mind suddenly became broader, and a little doubt was born in his heart, but he didn't delve into it, with eyes that seemed to have been before, looking at this lifeless world of death, leaving only the boundless peace that things could not interfere with.
A short time, a long aftertaste.
A moment of selflessness, a long open-mindedness.
seems to understand something, but after all, I didn't understand, a little regret was born and existed, but at the same time, I didn't care, and the colored pupils revealed a slight blur, like divine light.
Li Yuchen had heard the intermittent words of the bird, and was sure of some things, but he didn't pay any attention to the chatter behind it, and just moved forward step by step, constantly moving forward, approaching the familiarity in his memory.
Time, there is no trace, and it has been deliberately forgotten to exist.
There was the sound of footsteps in the black and blurry world, stored in the wind, which made Li Yuchen stop and make sure that it was not stepping out by himself, but from far and near, but not really close.
There was a sound of water flowing from the river in the distance, after he had stopped for a long time to listen to the sound of the wind and footsteps.
After a short and careful reflection, there was no reason to retreat.
The Kinai River.
Reading the name, thinking of more things, approaching the river.
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