Originally, Song Yin thought it was very strange.

From his point of view, this lake is between the ghost and the demon, both have the breath, but whether it is the component of the demon or the component of the ghost, it has not reached a critical point, although there is resentment, but the resentment is not the lake itself, but something is forced to add it, which is very weird.

But no matter what, the water of the lake must have changed.

"Protection?"

A yellow-faced and thin-skinned man in the crowd stood up, his pupils were bloodshot, and he yelled: "How to protect?!" My mother, my wife, my children! It's all in the lake, how can it be said to be protective! ”

"I'm just waiting for the lake to call, and then I'm going to die! If it's protection, why don't you let us go! It's obviously harmful water, it's harmful things!! ”

"Damn, how did you talk to my senior brother!"

Wang Qi was gasping for breath and glared at the man.

"What? Can you still kill me?! I can't die, and so do I am! At the end of the day, everyone is the same! The man said without fear.

Wang Qizheng was blowing his beard and glaring and clenched his fists and was about to step forward, but Song Yin shook his head and waved his hand to stop Wang Qizheng's pace.

"You were meant to die."

Song Yin said in a deep voice: "It's just a lake, not a person, it's not so much to protect you, but to protect itself, and you are just a part of it, for it, recovering the life here and ensuring its own survival is the most important thing." ”

"This grass, this wood, the creatures of this land, the life of this land, as long as it depends on it, will be 'protected' by it, and finally collected into the water, because the lake, for its own life, will only act according to instinct in order to fight against the seed that can take away life."

"So. Are we hopeless? The village chief asked.

Song Yin raised his hand, and a ball of white fire appeared in his hand, and at the same time, a wisp of yellow wind also appeared from his sleeve.

"I have two methods, one is the Great Dao Fire, which can restrain all laws, and the other is the Yellow Wind, which can destroy life and make flesh and bones. But it is useless to you. ”

"If in the beginning, I could save you. But at this time, several years have passed, and it will be years if you don't eat or drink, if it's a qi refiner, I still have a way. But you are just mortals, once I start refining, your years will be directly accelerated, spanning three years, your body will not be able to withstand the needs of the past three years, and you will die directly. ”

The village chief looked at the direction of the lake in a daze and muttered, "It's just because I planted the seeds."

"Yes, just because of this, I'm sorry, the purpose of our Golden Immortal Gate is to help the world and save people, but now. I can't save you either. ”

Anger appeared in Song Yin's eyes, and the flame in his hand rose by three points, "But I won't let go of that kind of evil way!" ”

"Then let me stay here later." The village chief sighed: "Daxian, don't worry about what I'm waiting for, let's take the bell doctor and go." ”

Song Yin was silent at this time, standing there without saying a word for a long time.

Wang Qizheng thought that the senior brother couldn't bear it, so he persuaded: "Senior brother, then take the bell and go, how can you take care of it if you can't control it." ”

Zhang Feixuan, who was in the rear, looked at it in a daze, suddenly thought of something, walked over and said, "Senior brother, you don't want that lake water."

"Hmm."

Song Yin closed his eyes and nodded: "Only by refining that lake can this land lose protection, but once it is refined."

Needless to say, everyone understands the latter.

Without the lake, these people's years will be lifted, and Song Yin has no way to protect the people here.

Great Dao Fire can refine everything, but it can't fill people's stomachs.

Although the yellow wind can produce flesh and bones, it cannot withstand the erosion of time.

Because they are only mortal

"I'm sorry, I'm just refining the Qi Realm, and I don't have the magic power of going against time." Song Yin said.

The village chief looked at the dazed-eyed child that Song Yin was holding, shook his head, and said, "Daxian doesn't have to blame himself, this matter has nothing to do with Daxian, but Daxian is quick to talk, at this time, even if he coaxes me to wait."

"Jinxian Sect people, don't do anything to deceive, I won't hide my purpose and deeds!"

Song Yin Zhengse said: "My junior sister is also trapped here, but she can live, so I want to save her." I want to save you, too, but I really can't help it. ”

"Understood."

The village chief nodded and said, "So this time, I'm going to die, right?" ”

"Yes, no matter how you stop it, I will definitely save people, and if it drags on for a while, I won't even be able to save my junior sister." Song Yin said.

The village chief looked at the people in the village and said, "What do you think?" ”

"Enough of life anyway!"

The yellow-skinned man looked at Song Yin: "You say, you want to kill the evil way that gave us seeds?" ”

"Kill!"

"Okay, believe you once, if you don't kill him, I'll haunt you as a ghost!" The man gritted his teeth.

"You're the fuck."

Wang Qi was about to open his mouth to scold, but looking at the man's eyes, he couldn't open his mouth suddenly.

"I'm going to die, forget it, it's almost, it's time too, my husband, my mother, my children are gone. It's my turn. ”

"Almost, I also feel like I'm going to be called, after all, I've lasted so long, and sooner or later I'll die, so it's better to change my life."

"Do I have incense? Can you burn paper for me when you're dead? ”

A group of people are gossiping there, but the core meaning is obvious.

They are willing to die!

"This great immortal."

The village chief arched his hand and said: "After I die, can I erect a monument here to tell all this, and let people know about our past, so that others will not fall into such a situation." Of course, it would be best if there was a well-dressed mound, and it would be nice to worship every New Year's festival or something, so I wouldn't force it. ”

Song Yin opened his eyes, looked at the group of people whose faces began to become calm, and slowly spoke: "Yes." ”

"Thank you, Daxian."

The village chief took the lead in surrendering, and the rest of the people bowed together.

"Born and raised in Si, this lake treats us well, and it is okay. Everyone, give this body to the lake. ”

The village chief was on crutches and was about to take the blank child from Song Yin's hands, but when he pulled it, he didn't pull it.

"Daisen, let go. This child was meant to die. The village chief said.

Song Yin's other hand was clenched into a fist, the back of his hand was full of green tendons, his face was extremely solemn, but in the end, he still let go of his hand.

The village chief took him by the hand and led the people to the lake.

Song Yin just followed behind them, following in unison, watching them come to the lake.

The lake was calm and rugged, glowing in the sun, and if it weren't for the drought around it, it would have looked like an ordinary lake.

This group of people, one by one, walked into the lake, first with their feet submerged in the lake, then into their calves, and then into their thighs.

At this time, someone had loosened his shoulders and sobbed quietly.

After all, that's death.

Not everyone can die calmly.

The village chief turned around at this time and arched his hand towards Song Yin again: "Daxian, don't forget our appointment." ”

Song Yin closed his eyes and shed tears.

Their bodies, halfway into the surface of the lake, seemed to melt, their clothes fell off and floated on the surface of the lake, and the people had completely disappeared and merged with the lake.

Song Yin stood there stunned and was silent for a long time.

Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qi were looking at each other, and there was no sadness or joy in their eyes.

That's how the world is.

The death of mortals has been seen too much.

And this way of death, there is nothing miserable.

It was Gao Sishu, who looked at Song Yin in a daze at this time, his eyes full of fluctuations.

For mortal death. Why tears?

In those days, more was taken for granted.

"Senior brother?"

Zhang Feixuan saw that Song Yin was standing still, and said cautiously, "It's time to do something." ”

Song Yin opened his eyes, looked at the surface of the lake, and took a deep breath.

"We have a long way to go!"

(End of chapter)