Lost and regained, gained and lost.

People have a thousand faces, and their hearts are changeable.

Everyone's path of gain and loss is different.

Some people's memories are like two pieces of cloth, overlapping up and down in no particular order, and can be effortlessly uncovered layer by layer.

But most of the time, it's hard to equate what you lose with what you gain.

The memories of this group of people are more like dumpling wrappers.

After a long time, the dumpling wrappers stick together and are difficult to separate.

As long as you pull it a little harder, the dumpling wrapper will change into other shapes.

After several tears and blends, the memories are intertwined and chaotic.

What kind of memories will emerge in the end?

The middle-aged man left with a hoe, and the rest of the people were still a little confused.

The price of uncovering the dumpling skin is so great that many people even cry bitterly and regret not being at the beginning.

Who are they crying for?

For yourself?

For a lost friend or relative?

Or for others who have been turned beyond recognition by the rough restoration of their memories?

There are not a few people who are trapped in it and can't extricate themselves.

A young man called a woman's name and hugged her head and cried.

A woman's teary eyes were like pearls with broken threads, and she silently pushed her husband away.

The ravines on the faces of the old men were pierced by the flood, and the pale face and white hair added a little twilight.

Children are the least affected, and they don't yet know what the deepest loss is.

They were naïve and immature, and they just looked at the abnormal behavior of the people who usually got along well today, and they were so frightened that they couldn't speak.

The farm tools in the hands of the men, the hairpins on the heads of the women, and even the toys held by the children all became evil in the red light.

It was as if in the next moment, these things would take root in the soil of the flesh called the human body.

Beneath the calm surface of the lake, surging evil thoughts are gathering momentum.

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The early morning sun is not warm.

Lin Rongdong and Lin Tao are already fifteen, and Lin Beiguang and Lin Xiaoyuan are only thirteen or fourteen years old.

The four of them woke up first, with only a few more names and a few vague stories in their minds.

Lin Xiaoyuan looked at the people who were in pain, and only felt that his body was cold, and he was deeply afraid of the existence that could cover up human memories at will in the dark, and he was even more determined to be a great immortal in the future.

The middle-aged man who had collapsed twice before walked towards the shopkeeper Lin.

With each step, the hoe sank into a small pit in the ground.

"Hey, last time, you were much more handsome than you are now."

Shopkeeper Lin sighed lightly, took a green tree egg boy in his arms, put a tree egg boy into the middle-aged man's hand, and comforted him softly: "Lin Guiwan, your wife and children may still be alive, and now they may be waiting for you to find them." This time, don't be too late. ”

The middle-aged man Lin Guiwan's eyes were red, and after hugging Lin Shou tightly, he left with a hoe.

Shopkeeper Lin said goodbye to Lin Guiwan, and asked Lin Xiaoyuan and the four of them to pull away the people who had already been in a mess.

"It's the second time, and I'm still not used to it."

His face was full of compassion, and he quickly read a long eulogy.

"Immortal Dao Guisheng, no measurable person, open eight doors, flying Dao wheel (here Dao Tong Fa)."

"Blessings and forbiddenness, karma. Universally open, the soul of the dead is born. ”

"The body is born, and the heavens are heard."

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"Yuan Shi Dong Xuan, Lingbao this chapter. The first grade is wonderful, and ten times it is a person. ”

"Hundred demons are hidden rhyme, clutch nature. Mixed hole Chiwen, no supreme truth. ”

"The primordial ancestor tribulated and reincarnated the heavens. The three views of enlightenment are for the root of heaven. ”

"There is no ancestor on the top, only the Tao is the body."

The chaotic crowd quieted down after Shopkeeper Lin finished reading the last sentence.

The dumpling wrappers, which were about to be crumpled into a ball, were restored by an invisible force.

The surging lake in everyone's hearts finally calmed down.

The breeze is traceless, and the pure water will once again flow maliciously deeply.

In the morning light, the forest birds left their nests.

Hopefully, this time, the separated people will be able to return home early before the twilight.

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After the violent memories, everyone returned to their senses.

Many elders began to think, discuss, and weigh the gains and losses.

Some stick to their original ideas, some hesitate, some completely overturn their previous decisions, and some leave the decision to their children.

Shopkeeper Lin, who had just finished reciting part of the "Sutra of Saving People" with his soul power, was physically and mentally exhausted.

This time, the Xianmen disciples were really too strong, and the malice under the hearts of the people was even more fierce than last time, which made him have some very bad associations.

However, sentient beings are like ants, he has no power to explore the truth, so he can only try his best to protect Lin Honeysuckle, Lin Xiaoyuan, Lin Beiguang and Lin Tao.

If he could, Shopkeeper Lin didn't want the four children to participate in the cruel immortal conquest.

But if you don't go, you will be manipulated with memories by invisible hands every ten years.

He himself wasn't sure if he would be able to soothe the evil thoughts in his heart next time.

This time it worked, but what about the next time?

What about next time?

Shopkeeper Lin felt depressed in his heart, but he couldn't release it. Looking at the unlucky child Lin Honeysuckle who was scratching his ears and cheeks in front of him, the shopkeeper Lin kicked him directly on the buttocks, "The road is your choice, come in quickly, you are as anxious as a monkey." ”

Lin Rendong scratched his bald head, shook his arms back, and swaggered towards the red house.

Shopkeeper Lin saw his child enter the inheritance land, and his face became heavy.

After seeing the treasured son of the shopkeeper Lin enter, the others couldn't bear it. After all, everyone present basically knew that Shopkeeper Lin had walked out, and since he dared to let the child go, there should not be much danger now.

After thinking about it briefly, a few more children stepped forward to probe their brains and began to line up.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Lin Rongdong walked out. His eyes were full of excitement, although he looked strange.

Seeing that Lin Honeysuckle was unharmed, the other children rushed to enter. Fortunately, the opening of the house is very large, and three of them jumped in this time.

Lin Xiaoyuan and the others came over to ask about the situation.

Lin Guangtou's expression was relaxed, "Don't worry, it's very simple, you'll know later, it's very cool anyway, it's a surprise for you not to say it." ”

Lin Rongdong took out her signature smile again, and the thief made people want to fight.

"Bump—"

Sure enough, Shopkeeper Lin couldn't hold back and rewarded another chestnut.

"Virtue!"

Lin Honeysuckle was suppressed before he could resist.

Shopkeeper Lin saw that there were still many people waiting, and it was estimated that it would take a long time, so he didn't plan to wait for these three.

"If you are sure to take this path, hurry up, there is no danger at the moment, the sooner you get in touch, the sooner you can prepare! Come to my house tomorrow morning, and my uncle will tell you in detail, digest the knowledge tonight, and make your own decisions, do you know? ”

Several people responded, and Shopkeeper Lin nodded and took Lin Rongdong away.

This is a lot of effort, the queue is already very long, Lin Beiguang hurriedly pulled a few people to line up immediately.

Looking at the crowd of people watching around and the boys and girls in the team, Lin Xiaoyuan was surprised to find that many people who originally thought they would not come came, including many eight or nine-year-old girls and boys.

Lin Xiaoyuan and the others were all thirteen, fourteen or five years old, and they never thought that there would be eight or nine-year-old children to join in the fun. But if you don't go this time, it will be ten years later, but by then they will be older.

The mayor's son, Lin Dazhuang, really came, but he pretended not to see Lin Xiaoyuan.

Lin Xiaoyuan was naturally too lazy to care.

Although they were at the back, they could see the strange treasures of those in front.

Drooling, Lin Xiaoyuan actually saw several camellia fruits glowing with purple light, and even saw a little black mouse shrunk in the arms of a little girl trembling.

Can there be a living baby? The three of them looked at each other a few times, obviously planning to stay in Beishan in the future.

Some people are full of pride, some people are disappointed, some people look up to the sky and laugh, and some people return with tears on their faces.

The wait was anxious, and the three of them were still in a good mood, chatting and chatting about the sky and it was almost dark.

Finally it was their turn.