The content of this chapter is not the main text...... Well, the author just made up the word count, today's Kawen, especially serious, tomorrow sort out the ideas, this chapter will be replaced with a real text, love all your readers, by the way, if you are interested, you can take a look at this article, a small short article written when I was bored before~

Pushing open the rotten coffin, the smell of the air suddenly became fresh, and the cold air of the winter silently poured into the nasal cavity.

Sitting up from the rotting coffin, I silently turned my head to look at the screaming, fleeing, or frightened crowds—they might just be tomb robbers, maybe they were just exploring.

"Stiff...... Stiff...... Zombies!"

“......”

I opened my mouth, trying to say something, but I didn't know what to say.

But I can be sure that I am alive, living as I have been in the past, and I will still be alive in the future.

Looking up at the sunset on the horizon, time passed little by little, I don't know how long it took, but when I came back to my senses, the sunset had already set completely.

It's dark, it's dark.

So I didn't know what to do anymore, and I sat up until the morning light shone on me with the warmth of my newborn, and then I got up and walked out of the coffin.

Stepping on the long-lost land, a feeling of solidity that I haven't felt for ten years, maybe there should be a ...... at this time Emotions called excitement or excitement appear?

As far as I could see, the yellow blades of grass, and a few jackdaws stood on a few branches, but there was not a single leaf on the branches.

Maybe it's winter. I've lived for too long, and I don't have the heart to follow the changes of the seasons.

Walking through your own "cemetery", you will have the breath of human life. This is a desolate town, there are only old and young women and children in it, there are no young and middle-aged people, maybe they all go to work outside, maybe the women are looking forward to it, looking forward to it, and let the hoarfrost dye the green silk.

"Young man, it's winter, go back and get some clothes!" said the old man, sitting at the door, opening his cloudy old eyes.

I glanced down at my almost completely rotten clothes, shook my head, and continued walking.

Ten years ago, I buried myself.

Ten years later, time has taken away my clothes, but it still can't take my life.

An old woman just looked at me, her eyes glistening. I remember her ten years ago, when her young son came home for the Chinese New Year, he was killed by a guy with four wheels, and I looked at it from afar.

You know, how I wish I had been the one who died.

But I tried, and the four-wheeled guy couldn't kill me.

"Son, are you back?" the old woman stretched out her hand tremblingly, trying to touch my face.

I bear no resemblance to her son, and the old woman will recognize the wrong person because she is crazy.

If I could just go crazy like her, I thought, I'd be happy.

Walking to a lake, I sat down and leaned against the willow tree.

The willow tree—he was at least two hundred years old, it was so big that it would take a few people to hug it, but I was much older than it. In terms of seniority, he can't even rank my great-grandchildren.

"It's closed!"

"Sister Wang, how was your harvest today?"

"No matter how much you Li Xiaomei can do, Xiaomei is not too young, which guy you like, Sister Wang will be a matchmaker for you!"

"Sister Wang, don't make fun of me!"

"Alas, I don't know when my family will come back......"

There was a faint sound of conversation behind me, and I glanced up at the gray sky.

The sun was setting and another day passed......

How did this time pass......? Perhaps, I don't seem to be doing anything.

"Hey, buddy, where are you?" a young man with a cigarette butt sat next to me.

"Forgot. ”

I really forgot, it's been so long that I can't remember it, and at that time, people didn't know what iron was, or even the title of emperor.

"Hurry back and add some clothes, this damn weather, it's not me who said, freezing to death! Even if you are young and strong, you can't withstand such a cold!"

He's half a good guy.

Why half? Because I saw him steal the old hen next door.

I clenched my fist. This body is indeed young and strong, and it has not changed much from thousands of years ago.

"Dude...... Want to hear a story?" I asked suddenly.

Maybe someone needs to know, and this person, in my long life, will always be a passerby.

"Anyway, boring, you say. ”

"A long, long time ago, yes, a long time. At that time, people were still under the rule of Yu, and Yu cast Jiuding to suppress the luck of Shenzhou, which is the so-called Jiuding Dingqiankun, Jiuding needs to be scattered all over Shenzhou, and I heard that it can protect Shenzhou forever. Similarly, there is also a saying that stealing a part of the power of Jiuding and using it on oneself can be obtained...... Eternal life. ”

"I've never heard this story. "Young people are interested.

"There is a person who is moved, he deceived all the people, in the name of escorting Jiuding, stole a little power of Jiuding, this power is insignificant for Jiuding, but it is enough for this person to gain eternal life.

The people around him have aged and died, but he is still young, and he is very happy.

He meets a girl who is moved by her, and the girl's every move tugs at his heartstrings. But as time passed, the girl became an old woman, and his life was short, and he still liked this old woman, but he had no way to keep her life. He was very sad that the girl was gone, but the girl left him with a son, who looked older than him, and still called his father respectfully...... He thought his father was a god.

The son did not leave a grandson for him, and he became a man again.

Later, another female snitch broke into his house and broke into his heart, but the female snitch didn't like him and married someone else. They have a good relationship, and they will be buried together when they die, and he can only watch silently......

One day, he met a person named Ying Zheng in a college, and they became good brothers who talked about everything, with many years of experience, he helped Ying Zheng win the country, but he didn't expect that later, he was actually beheaded by Ying Zheng's order.

In fact, he is not to blame, he is crazy in pursuit of immortality, and there is an immortal person in front of him - how can he give up so easily after seeing the real immortality?

And then...... The person who stole Jiuding's power, he thought he was dead, but he didn't expect him to wake up in his own house without any scars on his neck.

But the difference between life and death was so terrifying that he never dared to go to Xianyang again.

Later, Han Wen and Han Wu, Tang Zong and Song Ancestors, passed through generations, joy, sorrow, sorrow, everything was taken away by time, but it couldn't take him away.

Time seemed to have forgotten him, leaving him alone in the world, he began to be numb, he tasted all the flavors of the world, and he didn't know what to do.

There is another girl, she has a pair of bright moon-like eyes, she feels sorry for him, takes care of him, she is old and has never married, and when he recalls the girl's goodness, the girl has turned into a pinch of loess.

He started to go mad and killed everyone around him, who he knew and who he didn't...... The emperor was furious, and he died, killed by random arrows.

So, he was reborn again in his own home.

He was rich, very rich, and anonymously hired a killer to kill him and bury himself separately - a huge amount of money that no killer could find a reason to refuse.

But he woke up, in his own home, no, in his room.

He couldn't help but open the grave where his former head was buried, and found that the identical heads were lying there with a smile of relief, and the smile seemed to be a hint of ridicule.

He began to despair, cutting his pulses, piercing his heart, and killing his neck...... For him, death is like sleeping.

But he's still alive......"

The young man with a cigarette in his mouth felt a little numb in his scalp. He gave me a complicated look and walked away.

"It can't be a ghost, right?"

Walking away, I heard his muttering.

This young body has good hearing.

I continued to look up at the sky.

It was gray and I couldn't tell whether it was fog or clouds, the east was completely dark, and there was still a glimmer of light in the place where the sun set in the west, like a glimmer of light in the last struggle, and it was inevitable to sink after all.

Standing up, I walked forward.

But I didn't know where I was going, so I just walked.

I have eternal life and I have lost my life.

I'm still alive, all dead.

I can't keep anything but memories.

But now, those memories seem to be blurred.

No lovers, no friends.

I don't know who I am, I forget where I came from.

Traveling in time and space, I watched the fate that had no miracles.

I hate the unconscious land beneath my feet, but with me immortality.

Come from the past, don't stay in the present, and go to the future.

In the future, I will still live forever.