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"Two days at most, one day at least, that's all that's left for the last time. The outcome of the bet can be compared after all the dust has settled, and you can do it yourself. "Lao Dao doesn't plan to mix here anymore, this is the most important time, let's leave it to Zijian and his family.

When he walked to the door, he took out the magic weapon from his bosom, put it on the table, and said, "This will be your reward for saving me, and let you see why I am confident that I can definitely defeat you." ”

Zi Baifeng still had time to listen to those, and his whole person was already stunned, letting Elder Pingqi drift away.

"Bai Feng, Bai Feng, why did he leave...... He...... He ......, "Zi Wu is still a little incredulous, gently pushing Zi Baifeng, refusing to accept the reality that Zi Jian has no hope.

But only Zijian was calmer, he lay on the bed, gently stroking the head of the red drum girl, but the red drum girl was lying on top of him, crying, he persuaded in a low voice: "Don't cry, don't cry......"

During this time, the high immortals flapped their wings and hurried over, but they came to the same conclusion as the Elders of Peace Chess.

Zijian summoned many people to come over and admonished them, obviously saying goodbye to them.

In fact, sometimes death is not terrible, what is terrible is knowing when and how you will die, but you can't do anything about it.

That kind of inner torment, every minute and every second is torture.

Pillars, Yan Lao Wu...... The people in the village have talked and told each other that all the people have already retreated, leaving the last time for this family.

Even the red drum girl held back her tears and left, Zijian held Zi Baifeng's hand with one hand, pulled the small stone with the other, Zi Wu lay on his chest and told a lot.

The remaining time was running out, Zijian was lying on the bed, panting, his chest rising and falling, but for a while he found that there was nothing left to say.

Just waiting for death to come?

This is not Zijian's style.

He is full of unwillingness, and he still has things he wants to do but has not completed.

Looking at the tiny spider silk on the ceiling, a tiny spider is endlessly weaving a web that seems to never finish.

"Bai Feng. Zijian suddenly stretched out a hand: "Help me up." ”

"Big brother?" Zi Wu stretched out his hand to hold down the struggling Zi Jian, but Zi Baifeng didn't even ask a question, and reached out to help Zi Jian up.

Zi Wu, after all, is still not as good as Zi Baifeng to understand Zijian.

Even if Zijian died, he would not wait like this without doing anything, and accept his fate with peace of mind.

"I want to do some carpentry. Zijian gasped and was helped up by Zi Baifeng, Zi Baifeng put one of his hands on his back, helped him stand up, and said, "Dad, I'll take you to do carpentry work." ”

The man of the sub-family, like this, will never stop, no matter what kind of desperate situation, no matter what kind of situation.

There is such a son, and naturally there is such a father, what kind of father has what kind of son.

"Master?" Erhei was squatting in the courtyard crying silently, and when he saw Zi Baifeng helping Zi Jian out of the house, his eyes widened.

"Erhei, give Master a hand. Zijian smiled, let go of Zi Baifeng, stood up straight, and walked into the next cabin.

A life-size wooden figure was sitting in the hut, his lower body was not yet fully formed, and if he had spare time, Zijian would come here and do some fine carving work.

The facial features that resembled Zi Jian turned around, looking at Zi Baifeng, a little weird, and a little scary.

Zi Wu didn't like to come to this room very much, she always felt that the machine man was a little scary, but Zi Baifeng was very curious about him, and often came over to knock on his head and tease him.

"Bai Feng, we haven't done carpentry work together for a long time. Zijian beckoned, "I remember when you were a child, you liked to watch me do carpentry work the most, I don't know when Lu Dao did, you have your own business, and you don't want to squat in front of me anymore to watch me sawing wood and putting together boards." ”

"I still like to watch it, Dad. Zi Baifeng cried a little, looking at the face that looked like Zi Jian, Zi Baifeng always had a strange illusion, Zi Jian wanted to pass on his spirit and spirit to this organ person at the most critical moment, so that he could replace himself and continue to live.

But in this world, there is no one and nothing that can replace Zijian, there was no one in the past, there will be no now, and there will be no one in the future.

But what can Zi Baifeng say?

"You, unconsciously so big, with a flick of your fingers, you were so big twenty years ago, in your infancy...... My son, my son Zijian, Ha Lu Ha ......" Zi Jian reached out and touched Zi Baifeng, then pointed to a wooden board next to him, and said: "Let me see your craft, I have taught you, I don't know if Lu Dao is unfamiliar, sawed that one for me, I will make a thigh bone for him." ”

"Know, Dad. Zi Baifeng held back his crying, walked over, and began to process the plank.

"Erhei, you worship me as a teacher, I actually didn't teach you anything, but you are also out of the way now......" Zijian said to Erhei again: "Take out your craftsmanship, let me see, and I can tell your father." ”

mentioned his father who died early, Erhei couldn't help but feel sad from his heart, how could he survive those hard days, if he didn't have a strong son, like a master and a father?

Thinking about everything in the past, so many years have passed before you know it.

"Master, you've taught me a lot......" Erhei's mouth was stupid, so he lowered his head and sawed wood with a click.

"Wood, wood, I don't know if you really understand my words, if you do, you must remember, in the future, you must help me take care of them, don't let any of them get hurt......" Zi Jian stroked the head of the wooden man, and then smiled at Zi Wu, and said: "Mother, when I do my work, if you want to watch, help me deliver something, if you are afraid, go and cook something, I'm a little hungry." ”

"I'm going to cook, I'll be your favorite button meat, fatty meat, fragrant meat...... "Zi Wu didn't dare to say any more, she was afraid that she would cry.

"Dad, I'll hand you something. "Little Stone Road.

"Okay, the little stone is also useful. Zijian smiled.

The door of the hut was open, and the kitchen was opposite, and Zijian, Zi Baifeng, and Erhei were busy, and Xiao Shi occasionally helped out on the side.

If there was no cloud of death hanging overhead, what a happy scene it would be, and if he could, Zi Wu really wanted to pay for the continuation of this scene.

However, in this world, not everything can be exchanged.

Zi Wu forced himself not to think about it, but the hand in his hand to chop vegetables kept shaking, and he almost cut his hand several times.

Zijian, Zibaifeng and Erhei over there gradually became more and more serious and devoted, as if they had forgotten everything.

They're doing a great but delicate project.

Every bone in the human body is meticulously simulated, and then connected by cow tendons, rollers and various transmission devices to simulate human muscles.

There were still bursts of sharp pain in Zijian's chest, even worse, but this pain could no longer distract him.

Streams of heat passed from his heart and reached his hands, giving everything he made had a special spirituality, as if he had life.

The human body has 206 fast bones, and the most complex ones are the hands and feet.

While doing it, Zijian generally sighed in his heart, the miracle of the Creator.

If there really is an omnipotent creator in this world, no matter what it is, whether it is Nuwa, God or whatever, when he creates human beings, it will definitely not be as easy as the legend says.

And now Zijian is like repeating the process of creating man, his dexterous hands have made miracles that have never been done by predecessors, and there may not be any future generations who can do it.

Life.

The process of the birth of a life from nothing, from simple to complex, and stupid to supernatural.

Eventually, the last bone was placed where it was supposed to be, connected to the rest of the world.

The wooden man "Wood" moved his hands and feet, struggling to stand up, but fell to the ground with a snap, like a toddler who fell to the ground for the first time, and made a crying sound.

After a few moments, he was happy again, sliding on the ground like a swimmer.

He didn't know what kind of posture a real person should have, he was just a newborn baby, and he didn't have the knowledge in his head.

"Wood, wood, I can make you, I can make you move, but I can't give you a real heart, you have to learn by yourself, you have to find it yourself. Zijian stroked the smooth head of the wood, sighed, and said, "Wood, wood, I'm sorry, I made you, but I'm going to leave you...... I'm dying......"

Zijian looked at the few people in front of him.

Zi Baifeng is the continuation of his life, his bloodline.

Erhei is a continuation of his skills, and his carpentry skills have been taught to him.

The little stone is a continuation of his favorite, and that is the child of Zi Wu.

Wood, on the other hand, is a continuation of his dream.

A dream that he has had since he was a child, absurd, always confused, and not enough to grasp, but always accidentally came out of the dream, and more than thirty years later, he finally realized this dream.

Die without regrets.

Zijian stretched out his hand and touched his chest, the feeling of swelling and pain had been suppressed for a long time, and suddenly it surged over like a tide, and the sharp pain was like a big stick hit indiscriminately, hitting his chest.

"Uh......" Zijian suddenly hugged his chest and squatted down.

"Big brother, I've made the meal......" Zi Wu came over with a plate of dishes, but saw Zijian fall down suddenly, she almost threw the dishes in her hand out, and pounced directly: "Big brother!"

"Dad!" Zi Baifeng also pounced on Zijian and helped Zijian.

"Bai Feng ......" Zi Jian stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Zi Bai Feng's face again, but his eyes were already in darkness.

"Daddy...... Dad!" Zi Baifeng's crying voice penetrated the night of Zaiten's mansion and everyone's eardrums, and countless people walked out of their homes in disbelief, looking up at the sky, terrified.

Zi Baifeng only felt that his world realm had collapsed.

Everything that had been pursued before suddenly lost its meaning.

Sometimes, people work hard for a lot of things.

Pursuits, dreams, power, territory, power, money, everything.

But only when you lose what is really the most important thing will you suddenly realize that everything you have pursued before has lost the slightest meaning at this moment.

What is all that compared to Zijian's life?

If he could, he could give up everything, and He Zijian still lived a life of exile, struggling to survive in a small mountain village in the unknown road.

If you can, if you can.

But in this world, there is no if.

The station of the Karakuri Sect, Elder Pingqi lowered his head and sighed softly.

In fact, when he saw Zijian, it was already too late, Zijian's talent was too good, but it was that excellent talent that hurt him.

In this world, there is no one who can save him.

At this moment, the Death Desert, Mengcheng, and all the territories of Zi Baifeng, suddenly black clouds overwhelmed the realm, lightning and thunder, just like Zi Baifeng's uncontrollable mood.

At this moment, Zi Baifeng forgot everything, he hugged Zijian tightly, didn't let anyone get close, didn't let anyone take it away, like crazy, screaming desperately, even Xiaoshi and Zi Wu couldn't take Zijian from him.

No one can.

Without experiencing such a displacement, without experiencing such a dependence on each other, it is impossible to understand the relationship between their father and son.

If you haven't experienced Zi Baifeng's crossing, and if you haven't experienced Zi Baifeng's hesitation, you won't know the Dao, in fact, Zijian is the only link between Zi Baifeng and this world.

Without Zijian, there would be no Zibaifeng in this world, and he subconsciously began to deny everything.

How is the world, how is the people's livelihood, how are the immortals, how is the leyline?

What does it have to do with me?

I'm just a little college student in another time and space far away, only Zijian is here, all this is meaningful, without Zijian, all this is ...... It's all just a dream.

No matter how realistic it is, it is just a long and empty dream.

And now, it's time to wake up from the dream.

Zi Baifeng buried his head in Zi Jian's chest and shouted heartbreakingly: "Dad!"

Zijian's body trembled suddenly.

Zi Baifeng was stunned suddenly, and he exclaimed in surprise: "Dad, Dad, you are okay?"

"Bai Feng, don't be like this, the eldest brother has already gone to ......" Zi Wu cried, she knew that even if she loved Zi Jian, it couldn't compare to the relationship between Zi Bai Feng and Zi Jian. He was really worried that Zijian would go and Zi Baifeng would collapse.

"No...... Daddy, he didn't ...... He didn't ......" Zi Baifeng put his ear to Zijian's chest and listened to the sound in his chest.

The sound seems to have exceeded the limits of the human ear, but it can still be heard.

It's like an infrasonic wave, with a very large amplitude but a very low frequency, which makes Zijian's body tremble.

The sound was like a dragon's heart beating, as powerful as an earthquake.

"Brother...... Brother ......" Little Stone cried out in fright.

"Little stone, don't cry, don't cry......" Zi Baifeng gradually calmed down, and his reason slowly returned, when everything was desperate, but hope suddenly came, Zi Baifeng didn't dare to let him slip away, and he didn't dare to be careless at all.

"Shhhh Zi Baifeng stretched out his hand to stop others from speaking.

His face was now full of snot and tears, and his expression was still full of grief, but also with surprise, indescribably weird.

"Bai Feng, your father has already gone, he ......" Zi Wu cried, "That's just your delusion." ”

"Shhh Zibai Feng said, "I know the stages of grief in the Dao, and I also know that I will veto my father at this time, but this is not ...... It's not ......"

From extreme sadness to extreme calmness, Zi Baifeng at that moment, calm and terrible, terrible to the extreme, seems to be another person in his body now.

Zi Baifeng was originally two people.

One had exceeded its limits and broken the strings of reason, and the other surfaced.

"Mother, you prepare some water, Erhei, you help me support my father. Zi Baifeng picked up Zi Jian and carefully put him on the bed, and then he asked everyone to calm down?" ”

However, except for Zi Baifeng, no one could hear anything.

There was only wood, he struggled to get up, walked to Zijian's side in a ridiculous posture, leaned against the side of the bed, seemed to be listening to something, and then nodded to Zi Baifeng carelessly.

"Look, the wood hears it. Zibai said, "Really, there really is a voice." ”

Everyone fell silent and listened carefully, except for the occasional sobbing, the whole room was silent.

Gradually, there seemed to be a real sound, slight, only once every ten seconds or so, low, as if a giant was trampling the ground in the distance.

"Yes, I hear you!" the little stone screamed.

"Shhhhhh

Zi Wu stepped forward two times and reached Zi Jian's chest.

The "thump" startled her, and then she took two steps back and almost fell to the ground.

"Daddy, wake up, it's time to wake up, Daddy. Zi Baifeng gently pushed Zijian.

Zijian's hand moved.

"It's time to eat, it's evening, Daddy. Zibai said, with a hint of sadness in his voice, but there was also some hope.

In fact, Zi Baifeng didn't dare to guarantee whether he really heard this voice, he was really worried that it was just his hallucination, from his subconscious denial of Zi Baifeng's death.

Isn't the first stage of grief such a denial? Refusing to admit the fact that a loved one has died, he always feels that he is lying to him.

"Huh?" A voice came, and everyone looked at each other, no one was sure if this was Zijian's voice.

"It's time for dinner, and my mother made button meat. "Zibai wind channel.

"My mother knocked it over. "Small stone correction.

"There's still in the pot. Zi Wu said.

"I want to eat the pork. ”

"Huh?" Everyone looked at each other again, they did see Zijian's mouth move, but no one dared to believe it.

"Then get up, daddy, let's go to dinner. ”

"Ah...... ...... eating," Zijian grunted and sat up from the bed.

"Fake the corpse!" Xiao Shi screamed, but was hit on the head by Zi Baifeng, and immediately squatted aside with his head in his arms.

"Hu ......" is like waking up from a big dream, and Zijian gradually opens his eyes.

In his eyes, a strange halo flowed.

He looked at Zi Baifeng and the others standing in front of him with tears on their faces, and asked, "What's wrong with me......?"

Dad, you're dead and alive again.

Zibai Fengxin said.