"What?"

"Haha, how long do you want to live?"

"How long? No one wants to die, does he?"

"I've been lonely all these years, don't you have the slightest thought of wanting to die?"

"Nope!"

"And what have you had in your head all these years?"

"Nothing, nothing more than death. ”

......

This was a conversation when my brother came to talk to me after the monkey gave me an iron rod, but at this time, I was facing this problem again.

"How long do you want to live?" asked the monkey tightly.

I don't know how to answer him, how long I want to live, my appearance and constitution have not changed over the years, so I don't have to think about death at all.

Over the years, I only have an eternal memory in my mind, and I can clearly feel that he does not belong to me, but no matter how I forget, it is engraved there, which makes me think that this town is my former home. However, after experiencing more of that kind of repeated plot, it gradually became boring, and later, it was better to return to silence.

But, now, it's ridiculous, I think that even if I die, I will have to wait until I have seen the farce of this town before leaving.

"There's not much desire to survive, so forget it!" said the monkey to his brother.

"Is there nothing you can do?" the senior brother asked him in a panic.

"Absolutely!"

"What's the solution?"

"Go and invite someone else with this strength!"

"Isn't this nonsense, I've spent four hundred years, and I've only found you two cripples, where can I find the others?"

"What are you talking about, crippled? believe it or not, I will use the power of this cripple to crush you. ”

"Come on, that respected Monkey King is actually a villain who has rebelled and will take revenge. ”

"Can you blame me for this? Don't forget, you were just a dead man at the time, and without us, would you still be able to meet your good friend?"

Then the two of them gave a "hum" angrily, and the two finally quieted down.

"Monkey King", this name seems to have been seen in the early years, it seems to be a person in a book in the early years, like the person in my body, is a monkey, I can't remember the plot in the book, these years, the memory has actually begun to decline, and the consciousness always seems to be recalling something, but I always can't remember, and dreaming.

Death, on the other hand, is more beautiful than a blank blank painting with only blurred black dots.

But for now, let's draw the highlights of the black dots in front of you.

The competition between the two brothers of the Huang family was not complicated, and the middle-aged man did not repel the beggar by any means.

The beggar had only made one move, and the other had already fallen, and at the same time, my hand was already on the hilt of the knife.

"Well, father, I won. As he spoke, he walked over to me and took the knife in his hand.

And Huang Yu just stood there, in fact, he was already about to take the knife back just now, but at that time I had already put my hand on the knife, maybe because the strength of the two of us combined, he really couldn't beat it, or maybe he was thinking about the plan to get the knife back, anyway, he didn't make any move.

And the beggar next to me, after taking the knife, did not leave immediately, but turned around and squatted in front of his brother who had fallen to the ground, and said something that he may have been brewing for many years: "Taking my life to cultivate such a genius, it seems that this family is really finished!" he said loudly, as if he was deliberately saying it to some people, "But you have to be glad that I didn't use all my strength in the previous competitions, otherwise the soul in the knife now wouldn't be mine." With that, he got up and walked out of the gate with his knife in his hand.

And at the moment when he turned around, Huang Yu moved, he just made a push motion, and another floating spell floated towards the beggar, and the beggar just waved his knife lightly, and the spell had already dissipated.

The people in the back were all stunned except for Huang Yu's father and son, while Huang Yu's eyes were wide and he was staring at the door, and his son was looking at his father, not knowing what he was thinking.

This is the moment before I left the courtyard, I followed the beggar to the alley opposite the deceased's house, the spirit handed the knife to him, and then disappeared, and then, he stuck the knife on the ground, and drew a charm on the blade, and the charm gradually lit up with purple light, and then a pair of hands appeared next to the knife, pulling a black object outward from the purple light, but in the end, the hands dissipated, the purple light disappeared, and it could not be pulled out.

The beggar sighed, he was already sweating, he sat down on the ground panting, looked silently at the place where he had drawn the talisman, sighed again, stood up, took the knife and left.

"What were you doing?"

"Unleash the soul that this knife binds. ”

"Failed?"

"I've underestimated its ability to digest, that person's soul has been shattered and scattered all over the blade, unable to be separated. ”

At this time, the two "ancestors" in my body reached a consensus again, asking me some questions, but he is very depressed now, which makes me very embarrassed.

However, at this time, he was also in a bad mood and may not feel comfortable in his heart, so he took the initiative to talk to me......