In these reincarnations, Zhao Lang also gradually saw the law.

That is, no matter what he grows up to be and where he goes, he will eventually return to Chixia Village and die unexpectedly.

And the greater his achievements, the more miserable the end will be.

He once returned to the Gu family, swept away all enemies, and became the head of the Gu family, but on a stormy night, he died at the hands of his most trusted subordinates, and his limbs were cut off beyond recognition.

He tried to go abroad incognito, preparing to live an unknown ordinary life, but he died on the streets of the city called Romantic.

No matter how much he tries, there will be no wavering in the ending.

By the time of the fifth life, he had already begun to get tired.

Fed up with these fates that he couldn't change no matter how much he struggled.

But just when he was about to do nothing, he accidentally saved a barefoot monk.

The monk immediately recognized his numerology and told him something before leaving.

He said that people have seven reincarnations, and the so-called reincarnation was originally a flow of life and death up and down, but his numerology is not very simple from the moment he was born, and the reincarnation of ordinary people has become a meaningless reincarnation for him.

And once the seven lives are all experienced, he will completely disappear from this world.

Unless he can find the one who saved him from samsara.

After that, the wandering monk completely disappeared from his life, and he never met again.

He also tried to find this so-called person who rescued him from reincarnation, but it took two whole lives and all his human and financial resources to change nothing.

Just when he was about to give up and accept this ridiculous fate.

Jiang Li appeared.

The previous experience of reincarnation told Zhao Lang that as long as he chose to stay in Chixia Village, he would definitely die unexpectedly one day in July at the age of 22, and his experience in the village would be very similar.

But in this life, he ushered in Jiang Li and these people.

It had never happened in his life.

So he began to silently observe this great change.

When he found out that Jiang Li was the most critical part of this accident, his heart like stagnant water also rippled again.

Maybe Jiang Li was the one who saved him from reincarnation?

But he didn't dare to jump to conclusions, after all, this was his last chance.

So he could only approach her step by step, step by step, to see if he would be affected by it.

But in the dark, it seems that something is starting to get out of control.

He seemed to be fascinated by her calm eyes, her indifferent air, and her mysterious abilities.

She was like a mist, originally he just wanted to unlock the secret of this mist, but later, he seemed to be interested in the mist itself.

The moment he saw the flames, he didn't realize that he was in the critical seventh month of reincarnation - a small accident could kill him on the spot, but subconsciously rushed in and rescued her.

The moment he fell under the cliff, he was even more relieved.

The sum of his seven lifetimes is more wonderful than any person's life, what else does he have to regret?

It's magical.

He survived.

Because of her existence.

After hearing this, Jiang Li fell into deep thought.

Zhao Lang's experience did not make her feel absurd, after all, her experience was just as absurd compared to his.

According to her understanding, the world they live in now is a book, and each character is set for a lifetime by a predetermined plot.

And Zhao Lang is just a character in this book who has nothing to do with the main plot.

But because his innate numerology is too strong, it is cut off from the set plot, so there is a bug, and he is also caught in endless reincarnation.

If he hadn't awakened and affected the progress of the plot in the book, I'm afraid he would have been trapped in this reincarnation forever and ever, or die in the seventh life from which he couldn't get out of it, as the wandering monk said.

His own awakening is a salvation for the other characters in the book, but why not for Zhao Lang?

Master said that the people of Xuanmen should have great love in their hearts, and the upper part is the Sheji, and the lower is Li Huang.

At the very least, she couldn't be sorry for the name Master gave her.

Jiang Li's gaze fell on his cheek again.

"Don't worry, I've read your numerology, some changes have been made, maybe you can really escape this established reincarnation."

Zhao Lang looked up at the airtight towering wood above his head.

"Even if I can't escape, it's my life, I've worked hard, and I have no regrets, it's just"

He met Jiang Li's gaze, and his eyes were faintly a little sad.

It's just that he seems to have finally met such a special person in these seven lives, but he didn't have the opportunity to go deeper with her again.

Jiang Li patted his skirt and stood up, ignoring his sentimentality.

"Hurry up and get out of here, if you can't find the exit again, the king of heaven will not be able to save the two of us."

Dog days have arrived, and the primeval forests will only get hotter and hotter every day.

Compared to the trapped beasts lurking in the shadows, the scarce water source is their biggest challenge.

In this airtight furnace, water will only evaporate faster.

And their increasingly tired bodies undoubtedly quickened the pace of death.

At the beginning, Jiang Li could still find some juicy fruits for the two of them to maintain their basic physiological needs.

Zhao Lang's wound seemed to recover quickly, and he even joked with her with interest.

"You're not going to leave all the food for me, are you? I see you haven't eaten in a long time. ”

Jiang Li sneered, "I haven't sacrificed myself to that extent, if I die, you won't live long, so don't worry, I will keep most of the food for myself." ”

But soon she found out that all the good state was just pretended by this guy in order to reassure her.

His ribs were broken in the deepest part and could not be recovered well with primitive treatment alone.

Coupled with the fact that the surrounding environment was too poor and stuffy, it didn't take long for Zhao Lang's wounds to begin to inflame.

It wasn't until Jiang Li smelled a smell of rotten flesh that he learned that he had been smiling all along.

"Why bother?" Jiang Li grimaced, "Aren't you tired of telling me a joke every day?" ”

Zhao Lang's face was as white as a piece of paper, and his lips were cracked due to insufficient fresh water supplementation.

Even so, he forced a smile.

"Because I'm afraid you'll be bored, after all, here, I'm the only one who can talk to you, and I don't want you to go insane before you go out."

Jiang Li moved his lips and didn't say anything, just turned around silently.

"Don't worry, I'm not so fragile psychologically, and I won't let the two of us have any problems until I go out."

(End of chapter)