Rainy night, pouring rain.

The silent mountain village is silent, but in the quiet night, many shadows lurking in it are quietly moving, quietly, sneaking into this small mountain village.

With a few simple gestures, the man seemed to be the leader of the line of sneakers.

Several people behind him nodded, and each led a dozen people to begin to spread in the small mountain village, and after a while, the first scream came.

Slaughter.

The horrific killing, of women and children, was not spared.

The killing did not last long, and the night was quiet, and the men, as if afraid that people were not dead, made up for it one by one.

After a while, after confirming that everyone was dead, the group left quietly again, as if they had never come.

The smell of blood permeated the air, and the despair on the faces of the corpses was poignant, and suddenly there was a sound.

Under the cover of several corpses, a child of seven or eight years old stood up from the pile of corpses, looking at the corpses of a pair of men and women who seemed to be his parents on the ground, his face was expressionless, but his hands were clenched tightly.

Silently, without tears, the child carried the pair of men and women to a vegetable field outside the village in turn with his weak body, and then returned to the small mountain village full of corpses, took out tools, buried the pair of men and women, and did not erect a monument.

This is the end of the picture, and the surroundings are once again transformed back into elegant grass houses.

"How?"

The middle-aged man was very indifferent, sipping tea and asked.

Shen Tian didn't know what to say, he just frowned and looked at the person in front of him - his own life experience, especially such a miserable experience, was generally reluctant to share it with others, at least, with strangers.

But the middle-aged man in front of him took the initiative to let Shen Tian see it, which made Shen Tian puzzled-Could it be that it was really because he had been lonely for too long?

The middle-aged man seemed to see Shen Tian's concerns and smiled slightly.

"It doesn't have to be like this, if you are always entangled in the past, how can you go further on the path of cultivation?"

Shen Tian nodded, but he didn't agree with this in his heart.

"The experience of the predecessors is indeed tragic, compared to Shen, at least there is a happy childhood, and every time Shen recalls it now, he feels infinite emotion, compared to the indifference of his predecessors, Shen is not as good. ”

Hahaha――

The middle-aged man let out a long laugh.

"What if I told you that what you just saw was unreal?"

With banter in his eyes and at the corners of his mouth, the middle-aged man looked at Shen Tian.

Shen Tian frowned.

"Seniors have nothing to do, but can't they play tricks?"

Laughing again, the man waved his hand, and suddenly, Shen Tian's eyes went dark again.

Wow wow wow -

The sound of the baby's birth came, and the overjoyed man hurriedly entered the house, and after a while, he walked out with joy and joy in his arms, kneeling in the courtyard, holding the young man in his arms tightly, looking at the sky and saying something, with tears of excitement in his eyes.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, the child was already six or seven years old, well-behaved and well-loved. And this family, with a wealthy family and a harmonious atmosphere, can hear their laughter outside their mansion every day, and the family is happy and unhappy.

At the end of the picture, Shen Tian returned to the grass house again.

"If this is me, so what?"

The middle-aged man was still very indifferent, and he didn't see any emotional fluctuations at all.

"The happiness of the predecessors in childhood is something that everyone looks forward to, if so, Shen can only say that the predecessors are people who have had happiness. ”

Shen Tian also replied plainly, but the doubts in his stomach could not be dissipated.

The middle-aged man smiled.

"Well, you keep looking. ”

Again, the picture begins to shift.

The children in the small mountain village, burying their parents, walked step by step on the mountain road, with their memories, walked towards the town in their memory, if they were hungry, they looked for something to eat, tree bark, grass roots have eaten, there is no shortage of water, the child brought out a large kettle from home, which is half the size of his head, and can hold a lot of water each time, but the child seems to be very experienced, and it is not full every time, because the weight of the full will increase the burden of the child.

Towns, people come and go.

I don't know how long he walked in the mountains, he finally came to the town, even though his clothes were tattered, covered with mud, even though the pain in all parts of his body was pricking his nerves every moment, he was still very happy, and that joy made him laugh, alone, on the street, laughed stupidly, at that moment, he was like a child of seven or eight years old. However, at this moment, he was knocked to the ground by a passer-by who suddenly walked by, and instead of helping him up, the passer-by spat on him and cursed something in a low voice.

The child's body was very weak, but he did not cry, but stood up silently, and the smile on his face dissipated and returned to indifference.

The picture begins to distort.

This time Shen Tian did not return to the cottage, but directly changed to another child's mansion, still laughing and laughing, the owner of this mansion is very good, willing to give, even to the people in the mansion, very concerned.

On this day, the weather was a little gloomy, the thick clouds were pressed very low, as if there was a heavy rain coming, but it refused to fall, as if the sky had its dependence, could not be separated, but the attachment of the rain was never able to resist the laws of nature, and the rain began to fall, like a bead curtain, moistening the earth.

However, the family was worried at this time, because the child's father had not yet returned, and due to some business matters, it was almost dark, and the child's mother was full of gloom. Fortunately, not long after, the shouts of the subordinates were heard, and the woman hurriedly greeted her husband and welcomed her soaked husband into the house.

Her husband was not alone, but he was followed by a child, in tattered clothes, who had been washed away by the rain, but could still see how dirty his body had been, and the many scratches on his hands and feet, as if he had just come out of the thorns.

The woman frowned and asked something, and the man spoke casually, and then pulled the dirty child closer and touched his head, and the child remained silent from beginning to end, as for the other child, who looked curiously at his playmate his own age.

The picture begins to shift.

"How does it feel to see this?"

The middle-aged man looked at Shen Tian with interest.

Shen Tian smiled slightly.

"Being able to enter this mansion as a young master, the rest of the story must be the end of a happy ending. ”

The man's face did not fluctuate in any way.

"Then I ask you, if I ask you, which one is me, which one will you choose?"

Shen Tian was stunned, he didn't expect the man to ask such a question at this time.

"Shen thinks that since both of them are happy, who is the senior, and what is the difference?"

Shen Tian didn't know why at this time, so he had to guess.

The middle-aged man shook his head with disappointment on his face.

Let's take a look at the following paragraph. ”

The screen begins to change again.

The two children grew up, both of them were fifteen or sixteen years old, the child whose parents died, liked to wear black clothes, perhaps because of the shadow of childhood, and the other child liked the sunshine, all of them were white, the two were of the same age, they played together every day, supported each other, if the black clothes encountered difficulties, the white clothes would not hesitate to appear, there was a tacit understanding between the two, the indifference in the heart of the black clothes was gradually melted by the warmth of the family, although for outsiders are still not angry, an iceberg look, but to their own people, but can always smile; He treats beggars on the street and even his parents the same, and his philanthropic character is praised in the city.

Black Yi loves martial arts, from soon after being adopted, he began to practice martial arts, while Bai Yi likes to dance and ink, the two of them are one literary and one martial arts, and they participated in the big exam together, both won the top prize in cultural relics, a double master, the status and prestige of the family in the local area, no one else.

As the years passed, the two grew old, and both returned to their hometowns, by which time their parents had long since died, and the mansion had been deserted, but it was kept clean by a few servants. The two returned to the mansion and brought their family back to the place.

The grandson hugged his knees, he had no regrets in his life, the two were too old to move, still lying on the rocking chair and talking about the past, and the smile of reminiscing was heartwarming.

It was an ordinary dusk, the two were still chatting as before, suddenly, the white clothes with a smile, fell asleep, the black clothes called him twice, there was no response, smiled slightly, also closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Caolu, man.

"What do you know about this?"

The man smiled eerily.

Shen Tian frowned.

Both of them died, which means that Shen guessed wrong. ”

The man nodded, and a golden light suddenly burst out of his eyes, shooting into Shen Tian's eyebrows.

"Since you wish so much for happiness, then as a punishment for your misguess, I will take away your happy memories for the time being. ”

After speaking, the golden light in the man's eyes dissipated, and a crystal clear ball flew out of Shen Tian's eyebrows, fell into the man's hand, placed it on the table, and then snapped his fingers, Shen Tian looked ahead with blank eyes, and it took a while before he reacted.

Who am I? I'm Shen Tian, why am I here? To find the Divine Spring......

One thing after another was remembered by Shen Tian, but Shen Tian himself always felt that some things had been ignored, and no matter how he recalled it, he couldn't remember it.

Frowning and looking at the little ball on the table, it seemed to be his own thing, but why was it in the hands of that man, I remember that I answered wrong, he wanted to punish me, but what did he do to me?

The middle-aged man shrugged.

"So, let's go ahead and get started. ”

I encountered a very annoying thing today, but seeing the support of readers, the little monk's original annoyance has been calmed down somewhat, thank you for your support. (ps: In addition, the darkness of the human heart is more experienced by the monk today, and I believe it will be helpful for future writing.) ）