Ant Mo sighed, looking at the countless corpses and bones in the lake, as if its original endless lake was also sprinkled with the corpses of his generation, and was stained by the vain blood to make a scarlet blood lake. Its corpses were strewn all over it, as if it could be used to make people walk on it. Just the surface of the lake within a radius of 100 feet at its feet, at a glance, there are no less than hundreds of floating corpses......

And in it, it was a "corpse" with only half of the corpse holding the shawl cloak on its body, struggling with the long chapped and exhausted lips, muttering to himself:

"Mom, I miss you, I miss home...... I miss the summer in Haijiang Town, and I miss those days in Haijianglin...... I want to go back, I want to swim to the border of Penglai with my friends in the village to see the sea outside, just like I did when I was a child......"

The corpse, he muttered to himself. Although he was only injured to a very small part of his body, he still supported his mind with the slightest trace of consciousness that still existed, in order to reminisce, to recall his past life...... With the cultivation of Tuohai, Scales Jiayu has a stronger vitality than others, even if it is torn to pieces by it. Even if he was wounded to death, he was not completely dead. It's with despair, a deep despair...... I looked at the sky in front of me that seemed to be stained red with blood.

It was the color of his eyes, and he was immersed in a lake of blood, and everywhere he looked, it turned to a bloody ...... Whether it's its sky, or its repetitive memories...... It's all true.

··· At the end of the day, he did not miss his wife and children in the city, but his mother in his hometown...... In fact, he was not born to his "mother", but was orphaned and adopted by the widowed Ranga clan...... And the "Yu" he was given is also rumored to be the name of his "father" who died early.

When his mother adopted him, he had already entered middle age, and when he grew up with hard work, Liang Jiayu also lived up to his mother's expectations, joined the army, and won a good military street. It also made his hometown gradually richer...... And that's all...... When the war broke out, no matter what kind of life he had before, it was the same, the same......

Endless memories of his childhood, overlapping endlessly...... With the slow replay of his memory, his godless eyes also slowly fell into gray, and the already broken body could no longer be broken...... was hit by another wave, and I don't know where the beat went......

Ant Mota shook his six wings, slowly descended, and the whole person stopped on the water, looking at the countless broken floating corpses on his side, and among the countless floating corpses in the endless world, there was a woolen cloak that was still vigorously clasped although it had long since passed...... It was his old mother, far away from home, who had woven it for him to seek peace.

He looked at the corpses and fell silent. According to his memory, he vaguely remembered that the town where the old woman was located seemed to be called Haijiang.

··· It was a temple, and in it, an old woman with grayish or white hair and gray hair sat on her knees, her expression reverent, and she kept kowtowing to the statue of the god. And in his mouth, he was even more muttering, as if he was constantly praying for peace......

It was a strange statue, not the same as the Three Great Dao Statues that most of the monks in Lan Lian worshipped, and it was also different from the Buddha statues worshiped by most of the Buddha veins at the same time. That...... but in a bronze for the golden crow. It has three claws on its abdomen, and in its eyes, it seems to be carved with flames, and behind it, there are nineteen pieces of broken stone relief, I don't know what they represent......

Ant Mo dodged and silently appeared behind his old woman. He clutched a cloak of broken clothes in his hand, and did not make a sound, but chose to be on his side, quietly waiting for the old woman to finish worshipping.

He glanced at the golden crow statue in front of him, and for some reason, he seemed to be in the dark, as if he felt that he had an indescribable sense of closeness to the statue in front of him...... It was a kind of intimacy that was unclear and inexplicable, like a mystery. And the Thousand Tribulations in the Empty Stone Ring, for some reason, suddenly broke through the air and emerged, in its mid-air, as if very excited as if the sword body trembled, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the golden crow statue, vibrating...... And this movement also woke up the old woman who had just knelt down to worship the statue.

"Big, my lord......" The old woman looked shocked, and looked at the ant ink behind her with shock, and the black demon sword that appeared in mid-air, the movement of the ant ink was too slight, so that it led to it, even if it appeared behind her, it was completely unnoticed.

Ant Mo didn't pay attention to the old woman, but only looked at the demon sword floating in mid-air with a little surprise, he didn't take the initiative to summon the Thousand Tribulations, but ...... But it also appeared so suddenly. The demon sword is in the sky, and the sword body trembles violently, as if it is very excited...... And it was around ant ink, and I didn't know for a while, what happened to make the demon sword in front of me so excited.

He stretched out his hand, gently grasped the hilt of the sword with his palm, and made his two fingers gently glide over the blade of the sword, flicking his fingers on the blade of the sword, which made the demon sword stop and no longer vibrate.

Ant Mo looked at the demon sword in his hand that no longer continued to vibrate, and then he pondered for a moment and looked at the idol. Suddenly, for some reason, his divine sea shook, but he suddenly felt that his eyes were blurry and dark, so he coughed up a mouthful of black blood...... It was black blood, a thick and deep black blood......

"My lord, you, are you okay?" Seeing this, the old woman kindly stepped forward to support Ant Mo, but the moment it only touched Ant Mo's body slightly with both hands, it began to melt and burn from between its skin, and bursts of white smoke continued to emerge and ignite from its palms.

The old woman exclaimed, and then fell backwards, rolling on the ground several times, and then stopped......

··· After half a ring, Ant Mo returned to normal in front of his eyes, and he could also see the painful old woman who kept screaming in pain on the ground...... Seeing this, Ant Mo first glanced slightly, then pointed to the air, and flew out of his empty stone ring with a pill of pills. It was the elixir he had auctioned off from Tianshan City, although most of the elixir had already been given to the grand dog couple to heal their wounds. However, a small part of the ant ink was kept in case of accidents.

"Elixir, healing. Ant Mo looked at the old woman and said calmly.

The pill fell to the ground, and after rolling on the ground for a while, it also rolled in front of the old woman, and when the old woman took the pill, Ant Mo didn't pay attention to her superfluous words of thanks. Instead, he just looked at the idol in front of him......

With a flash of heavy pupils in his eyes, it was as if he was seeing it in his left eye, and the idol in front of him seemed to be no longer just one of his gods...... It's like a burning star. Its light is so bright that it is as dazzling as if it were even the sun and stars...... In front of him, it is also a little bleak in comparison......

The blazing stars dazzled, and when their pupils met each other, their left pupil seemed to turn into a fireball, burning continuously...... Its fiery burning sensation seemed to reach the depths of its soul, burning the pupils of ant ink incessantly. It was ant ink, and it was also burned by the flames, and he frowned slightly, but ...... His gaze never took his eyes off the statue for half a minute.

Although his eyes were painful, they were in his intuition, an indescribable, inexplicable intuition...... It attracted him, and he no longer cared about the pain of his eyes being burned by the flames, but only stared at the strange statue in front of him that seemed to turn into a blazing star...... As it fell in an instant, the pupil of Ant Mo's eyes staring at the idol only burned violently, and its flames erupted from the left pupil, burning and gushing, looking at it, extremely mysterious.

"This idol...... Who's enshrined?"

Ant Mo clenched the eyes that burned into a fireball, stared at the idol, and muttered.

The old woman was surprised, looked at the ant ink burning with the pupils in her eyes, although it was Yu Yileng first, but she didn't say much nonsense, but just looked at the statue blankly, then shook her head, and responded:

"My lord, this matter ...... The old body also doesn't know. In fact, far more than Haijiang Town, its entire Penglai has been worshipping such idols all year round since ancient times. And who is it, and what is the name of this deity...... Even with us, we don't know. ”

When the old woman said this, her expression was depressed, in fact, the idol of the god that their clan served only had the god in front of her. It has survived since ancient times, and according to the scriptures of that myth and legend...... In fact, far more than the mermaid clan, many of its ethnic groups, before Penglai was extinct, the gods they worshipped were only the same, only the one in front of them......

Ant Mo was silent, and after hearing this, he dug it out in front of his eyes and threw it on the ground. Soon after it touched the ground, it turned into a rain of light and dissipated. Because the burning pupils were so painful that the ant ink had to be dug out alive, so that the whole person and the entire mud pill would not be burned and destroyed.

Although Ant Mo had also tried to use the five elements of heaven and earth to extinguish this fire with the aura of water in it, but in his five elements aura, it was only slightly close to the fire of the pupil, and it was burned away by it even before it was far from direct contact...... If so, let alone claim to devour the fire......

The pupils of his eyes were gouged out, and the ant ink suddenly felt as if the whole person was going to be a lot more refreshing. But for some reason...... In his heart, when he looked at the idol again, there was a deep sadness and a deep grief in his heart......

“··· Thousand Lake City, defeated. Ant Mo closed his left eye, and after half a ring, he said silently to the old woman in front of him.

When the old woman heard this, not only did she not go crazy, but she was not sad. As if he had expected this outcome, he was silent. It was not as shocked and crazy as Ant Mo imagined, and it was not crying. Just continued, silently worshipping the idol in front of him.

The old woman knelt on the ground, bowed nine times in a row, and offered nine incense, then she slowly got up with her crutches, looked at the ant ink, and the two lines of turbid tears also dripped down unconsciously......

“··· This one I found on the countless floating corpses in Thousand Lakes City. I didn't know who he was. But...... He seems to have said before he died that he was from Haijiang Town. ”

Ant Mo took the woolen cloak and handed it to the old woman. It was in tatters, and even more so covered in layers of mud and sand, and drops of blood that had long since dried up......

Seeing this, the old woman burst into tears for a while, and cried harder. In a moment, its countless yellow and blood-mixed pearls were sprinkled all over the ground.

"Jiayu...... Jiayu, Yu'er. ”

The old woman shook her hands, took the cloak, and said miserably.

Ant Mo looked at the old woman in silence, sighed, and walked out the door. When he went out, he muttered to himself:

“··· Is it useful to worship God?"

When the old woman heard this, Yu wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, stood up, changed her pain with seriousness, and said seriously:

"Worship God, maybe it's useless. But...... That's the existence that has been worshiped since the ancestor of Wang Li......"

"It's always been there, 'there'...... Do you believe that they really exist?"

Ant Mo laughed at himself, if it was in this world, it would be really useful to pray to God and worship Buddha, and everything would be as smooth as his heart...... So, why is this world like this...... Why, would it be so twisted and painful.

The old woman was silent, and after half a ring, she nodded slowly. And in his eyes, it is not confused. Instead, there is a sense of perseverance. It was a faith, a reverent faith......

Ant Mo looked at the clouds in the sky, and the clouds were bursting, as if the rain would fall at any time.

"I see, I shouldn't have asked you that. You may be right......"

Ant Mo shook his head, although it seemed that the actions of people such as the old woman were all dull and useless...... However, its so-called "people", its so-called "living beings...... But it still needs to rely on a thought in his heart to be able to survive the creatures that can support the fragile creatures of life......

Maybe it's for the sake of the people, maybe it's to become stronger, to pursue further, or maybe it's ...... It will be the "faith" that will last forever in the heart.

··· It may seem dull, but it ...... How could the so-called "people" not constantly deceive themselves in order to pursue a reason to live...... Whatever it is, it's just to deceive yourself...... I can continue to live humbly in this cruel and twisted world.

And no matter who it is, it is the same, and even more so with ant ink......

"Your Excellency...... Thank you for bringing back your dog's clothes. ”

The old woman sighed and said with a forced smile. Although he laughed dryly one after another, his smile seemed so unnatural and uncomfortable...... It's a kind of sadness that is immersed in sadness and forced to smile.

When Ant Mo heard this, his expression was flat, so he spread his six wings and flew away. But just as she was shaking her wings, she heard the sound of the old woman hurrying towards her. Fang Ran stopped. Frozen in mid-air, he turned to look at the old woman behind him.

“··· My lord, if you don't dislike it, please accept it. After the old woman finished speaking, she knelt on the ground. The cane in both hands was brought in hand. It was a fish-headed crutch, with three sides on its head, and three blood-colored pearls embedded between the gills...... The pearl is scarlet like blood, and just by gazing at it, you will be stunned by it.

"We don't have anything in Haijiang yet, and we don't think it's a valuable thing. And this crutch is also something that has been passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors since ancient times......"

The old woman closed her eyes and murmured, and she was impressive, this fish-headed crutch was of great significance to them in the Haijiang River.

Seeing this, Ant Mo also looked as usual, shook his head, and continued:

"Although I saved you, I didn't really want to save you. If you want to say it, it's just in passing. ”

Ant Mo replied calmly that since the Changyou clan was wiped out, he had secretly decided that he didn't want to take the initiative to get involved with others anymore. For him...... Perhaps, loneliness is not a good choice. In his heart, he felt that he was like a broom star who had committed a crime against the stars of the Nine Palaces, no matter where he went...... It will turn into blood, and it will be so lonely, so painful...... It should be left to him alone, and that is enough.

And if it is so, then he will not be able to accept it, and if it is, then it will be ...... If he touches others because of his own provocation, then the fate of his clan is also conceivable......

The old woman was stunned for a moment, and then slowly continued to reply:

"Your Excellency, you don't have to worry too much about us and the others. Since the beginning of Penglai, our clan has been in contact with the blue tree every year, and it has been like this...... If you can resist this year, you can exist, and if you can't resist it...... Then it can only be said that we are waiting for a certain number of hits, but that's just it. ”

The old woman said calmly, as if she was very pertinent about the fate of her own family.

“··· Haven't you ever thought about running?" Ant Mo turned around and asked the old woman with doubts, the merman clan, because the five elements of the clan are all partial to water, so they are all born very good at water. If you want to say it, even if it is regarded as the cultivation of the sea, in its water, it is difficult to compare with the water nature of the ordinary merman.

The old woman shook her head again, then thrust the crutch in her hand into the ground and turned away......