Chapter 398: It's Worth It
On this cold night, the words of the half-immortal were like a spring breeze, which filled Niu Er's heart with gratitude and admiration.
He looked at the back of the blind half-immortal and knew that his life was different because of the presence of this person.
The night was like a huge black curtain over the village, and the wind blew through with a slight chill.
The blind half-immortal put away the peachwood sword in his hand, and carefully sorted out the talismans that had been thrown everywhere by the evil spirits during their struggle.
He was about to leave when there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps behind him.
He turned his head slightly, only to see Niu Er rushing over in embarrassment, hugging his thigh with tears and sweat.
"Please, immortal, save my child!" Niu Er's voice was extremely pleading, and his tears slid down to the ground mixed with sweat.
At that time, the blind half-immortal was still a young man, and although his eyes were blind, his heart and eyes were very clear.
He looked at Niu Er's painful eyes, and his heart was full of pity. He sighed and said lightly, "You shouldn't be here." ”
This sentence made Niu Er stunned, he looked at the blind half-immortal, unable to understand what he meant.
However, there was only one thought in his heart, and that was to save his son.
"Immortal, please, I only have this son, please save him." Niu Er's words were full of despair, and his face was full of tears, as if he had cried all his tears.
Faced with Niu Er's crying, the blind half-immortal looked helpless.
His eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something.
The moonlight spreads among the abandoned temples, the dilapidated stone statues are faintly visible, overgrown with weeds, and the insects chirp in the corners, a desolate and lonely place.
For a moment, on the table of the half-immortal, there was a lone lamp, flickering and flickering, casting a long shadow, strange and cold.
The blind half-immortal was silent for a long time, and finally spoke: "Don't fall into obsession, your child has been reincarnated, he will live well, you ......"
"Nope! I want my iron eggs! Iron Eggs!!! Niu Er suddenly roared wildly, his eyes were red, and tears were pouring down endlessly like a flood that broke the embankment.
His expression was extremely distorted, and all his emotions converged in this call, pain, despair, helplessness, and unwillingness.
The blind half-immortal sighed deeply, his face full of helplessness and sadness.
"Crying to death doesn't help. Life and death have fate, and the way of heaven is circulating. His voice was weak but firm, like a glimmer of light in the night, with endless silence.
However, these words did not calm Niu Er, and he still seemed to have lost his mind, desperately calling out to his son.
The blind half-immortal looked at him, and couldn't help but feel a trace of helplessness in his heart.
He knew that Niu Er's obsession had penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to erase.
In the end, the blind half-immortal turned around and left, leaving Niu Er alone in this ruined temple.
His figure seemed lonely and distant in the moonlight, like a lonely soul walking in the world.
Niu Er looked at the back of the blind half-immortal leaving, with endless despair in his eyes.
He sat alone in the temple, surrounded by tattered idols of the gods and with a cold wind in his ears.
Stayed up all night, just staring at the tattered stack of talisman papers in his hand, as if hoping to find the answer.
In the dead of night, there was a dead silence all around. Only Niu Er's cry, like a lonely raven, echoed in this silent night.
Niu Er, who was sitting in the broken temple, was like ashes.
There was only despair and unwillingness left in his eyes, and he hated heaven and earth, and even began to hate himself.
His heart ached like a needle prick, and the smile he once had, the affectionate call, and the iron egg that would never come back were all shaking in front of his eyes, blurry and cruel.
He began to make some radical remarks on the Internet, he viciously accused and cursed society, cursed those who spoke coldly to him, he even sent malice towards those innocent lives, and in his heart, only resentment remained.
He quarreled fiercely with others, and his remarks were fierce and extreme, which made people tremble deeply.
He described his grief, his helplessness, his despair in excited words.
However, those quarrels did not give him any comfort, but only made him more miserable.
However, in his most desperate moment, a man found him.
The man claimed to be a believer in a mysterious organization that believed in Almighty God and believed that humanity was inherently sinful and that salvation could only be achieved through destruction.
The man looked at him with a strange and unique look, his eyes were full of crazy faith, and his words were full of evil temptations.
Niu Er struggled in despair, his heart was full of unwillingness, and he was also full of anger.
The man's words burned like a fire in his heart, making his despair and anger even more intense.
In the end, he chose to join this organization, he chose this crazy faith, he chose to turn his despair into a force for destruction.
He issued the strongest anger and curse to the world, to this cold society, to those who were ruthless.
Over the years, Niu Er has fallen into the abyss of pain, and he vigorously denies the prophecy of the blind man and half an immortal, and he firmly believes that Tie Dan'er is still waiting for his salvation in some corner.
He left his reason behind, and all that was left in his heart was the longing for his children and the desire for salvation.
In this way, he was deeply attracted to the organization, and he trusted that they could help him achieve his wishes.
In the dead of night, the streets are filled with an eerie atmosphere.
Under the moonlight, Niu Er's figure was hideous, he was carrying an iron rod, and his eyes were wide to find the target.
His eyes are full of madness and malice, and his movements are fierce and cruel.
His hands were covered with blood, it was the blood of the innocent, it was his anger at the world.
He went to prison several times, but each time he had no regrets.
He felt that his actions were revenge on the world and a punishment for those who were ruthless.
He even began to enjoy this sense of power, this manipulation of life.
His heart was filled with twisted pleasure, and he began to believe that his actions were right and that his wishes were righteous.
"As long as you listen to the organization, you can make your wishes come true."
The words of the organization echoed in his mind, and his heart raced, and his whole body was filled with strength.
With full of deceptive expectations, he frantically did a lot of bad things in this organization, such as robbing, beating people, or picking quarrels and provoking trouble.
However, God does not easily satisfy man's lusts.
Niu Er paid too much price, but he still couldn't get what he wanted.
His wish is unattainable. His heart was filled with despair, and he began to doubt Almighty God.
He began to question whether his efforts were worth it, whether his wish was just a dream.