nineteen

In front of A-Yao's hut, I watched the signal in my hand pop up. After Nichirensheng's sword pierced Lu Qitian's chest, Lu Qitian relaxed as if he was relieved, but he still struggled to stuff the flare into my hand, his eyes made me unable to tell what it felt, looking forward to it but panicking, it was a kind of uncertainty, was it not sure whether I would send it or not sure about the consequences that would come after launching?

"Meisheng, I don't think they will have good intentions." Su Yi frowned as she looked at what I was holding in my hand.

I smiled bitterly, "I'm already confused, they wanted to kill me at first, and then not only saved my life, but also passed my life's mana into my body, even at the cost of my own life, but I don't know what all this is, Lu Qitian said that as long as I send a signal, someone will answer my doubts." ”

The door squeaked open, and Lian Sheng walked out expressionlessly, his face full of depression, and the folding fan that had never left his hand was nowhere to be seen, thinking that he had stayed in the house.

Liansheng looked at us and wanted to laugh, but he didn't laugh after all, and I patted him on the shoulder, not knowing what to say.

Liansheng's fingertips slowly gathered a small fire, looked at the hut and said softly: "A-Yao, when you go home, with your mother, you will never be alone again." ”

The fire licked the roof of the hut, but in an instant, it swept the entire hut, Liansheng's face was obscured in the firelight, he looked quietly, A-Yao became clearer and clearer in his mind, her laughter, her tears, everything about her, Liansheng's eyes were swollen and painful, he wanted to scream or cry, he still had a lot of words to finish, he thought that there would be a long, long time to speak slowly in the future, but now there is no chance, never again.

A-Yao, the place with you is my home, you left, I will have no home, I will spend a long time alone in the future, in the thought of you, in the despair of never being able to meet again.

Liansheng turned his head to look at me, "Meisheng, it turns out that my marriage is really in the world, and Yue Lao is not wrong." ”

After paying tribute to A-Yao, Lian Sheng fell asleep for three days, he sank into a deep dream, no matter how he screamed, he couldn't wake up, Su Yi and I could only guard him, but fortunately, on the fourth day, he finally woke up.

Seeing that Liansheng was fine, we relieved ourselves and started the analysis of the flare.

Su Yi believes that the flare may summon the only remaining Chaos among the four fierce beasts, or it may be the fifth son.

I nodded, "Yes, both are very likely. Shizun said that the five princes have only appeared in the world in the past few hundred years, but one day in the sky, one year on the earth, the five princes and the four fierce beasts should have been restored long ago, in the past 100,000 years in the world, what kind of cultivation they have reached, I don't know, whether I can be the enemy, I don't know. ”

After I finished speaking, I realized that Su Yi and Liansheng were looking at me with a strange gaze at the same time, and if I had to describe it, it would almost be classified as a kind of seeing idiot, but expressing wonder that this person was an idiot.

I scratched my head and said, "Why do you look at me like that, but what's wrong?" ”

Lian Sheng pondered for a moment and said slowly: "One day in the sky, one year on the earth? In this way, if there are believers in the world who make a wish, and it happens that the gods are not there, and they will only see it in a few months or even years or decades, then isn't this wish in vain? A day in the sky and a day on the earth are naturally a day, and the believers in the wishing spirit are not lucky, they are all selected by the gods. Whose lies are you listening to? ”

I'm silent, I'm silent, I'm silent, I'm silent ”

Liansheng and Su Yi coughed lightly, and at the same time put away their smiles, with expressions that they couldn't remember what Fang had just said.

They all say that monks don't speak, but in order to keep me in heaven, they can also lie, but I am stupid enough to accept it all.

I wandered around the street alone, my feet were as soft as stepping on clouds, and the faces and voices of the people around me were hazy, and I didn't want to hear the truth, and many times, it was good to be deaf or blind.

When I walked to one place, there were more and more people, and I followed the prestige, but it was their mansion on the road. I saw a white silk hanging on the door plaque of the house gate, a white lantern hanging under the eaves, and a lot of people gathered in front of the gate, kneeling on the ground, all wearing linen and filial piety, all crying sadly, and the unburned white paper brushed my sleeves along the wind. I looked fixedly, what did the four fierce beasts look like? It was they who fought against the gods and Buddhas and attacked the heavens, and they were the ones who blessed the people of the water and soil, and their fearlessness in the face of death deeply shocked me, and their affection for me made me even more confused. I need someone to come and tell me the ins and outs of everything.

I took out the flare and was about to send it out, but I was attracted by a figure passing in front of me, and the moment I saw her, I couldn't take my eyes off it.

She rushed into the crowd, eagerly grabbed a man and asked, "What the hell is going on?" ”

I looked at her anxious expression, I only felt that my head was buzzing, and I couldn't move my hands and feet.