"Cold night, you better say it first. Shen Yun said by name.

"Yes. "The cold night talked about the events of the year.

At that time, the priest told them that the matter was very important, and he asked them to go back to the house first, think it through, and not make a hasty decision. When I returned to my room on a cold night, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that there was something in the priest's words. So he went to the priest alone and asked why he had exhorted them so much.

Unexpectedly, he arrived on the front foot, and two clansmen came to ask for a meeting on the back foot.

The priest sighed, "That's it, it's all fate. It is also the will of the gods. ”

Then he told the three of them a story about the Jin tribe.

Only then did they know on a cold night that the warriors of the original Jin tribe had finally chosen to be puppets. It's just that what the priest didn't expect was that once the refining began, many things were not something he could decide and intervene in at all.

For example, it is obviously the same method, but the quality of the refined human puppets is obviously high and low;

For example, the moment the refining was completed, he was possessed by the gods. What he did next, afterwards, I can't remember at all. All he knew was that the puppet had been properly placed. From then on, he could observe the situation of the puppets at any time, but he could only watch like this, and he could not contact them. It was as if there was a huge sealed crystal vat in front of him. The puppets are in this vat. And he's outside the tank.

"It's not good to see the puppets guarding the secret room. He was in pain. However, this seat could not do anything. The priest said, raised his head, and gently flicked away the tears from his cheeks, "You three are just as good as him." Ihonza is worried. If you become a puppet, you will be in the same situation as him. ”

Hearing this, Ji Yong lowered his head and interjected: "On a cold night, the 'he' that the priest said is me, right?"

Hanye nodded: "At that time, the priest didn't mention who it was. However, just now in the door, we listened to your conversation here, and we all felt that the 'he' that the priest said was you, Master Ji. ”

"Why didn't the priest mention Xiao Yong's name?" Dou Wu thought it was very strange. Xiao Yong's reputation was so good during his lifetime, and after his death, he became a puppet and did not disgrace the Heavenly God Temple, why didn't the priest mention Xiao Yong's name?

Hanye sighed: "At that time, I also asked the priest which senior 'he' was. But the priests tell us that when we become puppets, we are already dead. Strictly speaking, the puppets are not the people of the gods, and they are no longer protected by the gods. Speaking of which, he once again admonishes us that we must think carefully before making a decision. ”

Hearing this, they were all silent. At that time, they did not go to the priest alone, so the priest did not tell them these warnings.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly dropped to freezing.

Han Ye couldn't go on, and couldn't help but look at Shen Yun.

"It's all in the past. Shen Yun waved his hand and said, "You go on." ”

"Yes. Cold Night continued.

At that time, he was actually a little shaken in his heart.

The priest seemed to have penetrated the cold night's thoughts, and took the initiative to mention that over the years, he had thought of a method that should be able to help them. However, after all, it was against the will of the gods, so he couldn't predict what kind of consequences it would cause.

"There are gains and losses. That's for sure. The priest reminded them of the cold night, "Go back and think about it." Once you've thought it through, it's never too late to decide. ”

The three of them left together on a cold night. But instead of going back to their rooms, they went outside together.

As they walked, they discussed, and they wandered around until the second half of the night, and they all made up their minds. That is, whether it is a human being or a human puppet, the first priority is survival. If they can't hold on at all, what future is there? So, they still have to be puppets. Also, ask the priests to use that method to help them become puppets.

As soon as the morning dawned, they went to the priest again and told them what they had decided unanimously.

When the priest heard this, he stopped talking, and finally said nothing, respecting their choice.

Later, when they became puppets, they discovered that the process of refining, as the priest said, they could not remember at all.

It's as if they've just slept and wake up to find themselves in a completely unfamiliar place.

There is one more, the priest is not mistaken. Sure enough, the three of them were placed together, separated from them with peace and joy.

But what the priests did not expect, or what they did not tell them, was that there were no big houses, and that they were by a pool of water, surrounded by a thick white mist.

At their feet lay a small baggage. When you open it, the contents are all the same: a large piece of roasted meat, a flint and steel, ten raw eggs, and a small packet of millet seeds.

In this regard, the understanding of the cold night is that the priest told them to live their lives here while clearing the wasteland and living their lives, while waiting for the Lord of the Young Gods.

His idea was echoed by two other companions.

Next, they were pleasantly surprised to find that the fog would retreat three paces away in all directions every once in a while. And this time interval is basically about a day.

The greater surprise was that after thirty-one days, they had not forgotten what had happened in the previous thirty days, as the priest had said. When they came in, they remembered everything clearly.

And so, they settled down by the waterhole. Each day, one person is stationed at the camp in turn, and the other two are paired up to explore the new territory after the fog recedes.

In the beginning, they set a journal rule. Later, the days were denser than leaves, and they became more and more numb, and the journal memory became more and more lazy.

Han Ye shook his head embarrassedly and chuckled: "I can't practice, every day is those few things, there has never been, and there will be no new situation...... Hehe, I can't even remember the last time I wrote a journal. ”

Hearing this, his two companions also laughed together.

"After listening to Ji Ye's words, I realized what the priest meant when he said, 'There are gains and losses'. Looking at Ji Yong on a cold night, there was only envy in his eyes.

For hundreds of thousands of years, as they wished, with the help of the priests, they persevered. Day after day, they can be said to be comfortable or mechanically repetitive. However, today, compared with Ji Ye, they only know what they have lost - first, on the surface, they missed the Tonghua Fu, and secondly, Ji Ye stood there, looking at the wind and clouds, but between his words and deeds, he gave them an unfathomable feeling. You must know that Ji Ye was only a third-level warrior just like them during his lifetime!

Regret it?

The cold night lowered his eyes to his chest.

There was no heartbeat for a long time, and there was no subtle fluctuation from breathing.

He died hundreds of thousands of years ago.

Ordinary people can only die once.

After hearing about what happened to Qingshi and Hongmin, he realized that their puppet could really die once.

Thinking about it, he felt very fortunate again. Thanks to the help of the priest, he did not die again in any case. He insisted on waiting until the Lord of the Young Gods.

So, I don't regret it.

If he could go back to his life and let him choose again, he would still choose so.