Chapter 7887: The world saves the world [please give me a monthly vote]


    When will I get the one in front of me?


    This question is difficult to answer.


    Seeing that the other party did not answer, he was silent for a long time, as if he wanted to cheer himself up. He took a deep breath, then raised his eyes and met the other party''s gaze and asked softly: [Because I am also a member of the vast number of people, you will definitely be able to get me, right? 】


    He didn''t know what he was nervous about.


    The hands hanging on their sides were trembling uncontrollably.


    [This is natural, I will not give up on anyone. 】


    He heard the affirmative answer and couldn''t help but bent his eyebrows.


    Seeing him reacting like this, the figure seemed to sigh, stretched out the hand that emitted a soft light and gently stroked it on his chest. The fine tingling pain rooted in his chest was smoothed by a vast vitality. His body was greedily absorbing this power, as if the land that had been drought was moistened by rain.


    He watched as the bloodstains disappeared.


    Before the other party disappeared, he hurriedly asked: [Who are you? 】


    The other party smiled and said: [You know who I am. 】


    He was confused.


    You know who the other party is?


    He wanted to ask again, but for some reason, his lips were tightly bonded and he couldn''t say a word. I could only watch the giant figure that was full of light shrink until it turned into a little light and disappeared completely. Then, he suddenly stepped on the air under his feet, his body fell down uncontrollably, and his falling speed became faster and faster.


    Oh—


    The whole world was silent for a moment.


    He opened his eyes suddenly, and the first thing he saw was Thirteen''s enlarged face. Thirteen was also startled by him and made a strange scream.


    "Awakened! Wake up! Wake up!"


    He stood up with his hands and blinked blankly.


    "What''s wrong with me?"


    The old man with white hair rushed over when he heard the movement and his eyes were excited. He looked up and felt that the teacher seemed much haggard and older. He blinked and raised his hand to caress the position of his heart, his eyes a little confused: "Teacher-A Yan''s heart hurts so much!"


    The white-haired old man stroked his forehead, which was still sweating.


    He murmured: "It''s good to wake up, it''s good to wake up."


    I didn''t ask why there was a sudden penetration injury on his heart, nor did I ask what he had experienced in his dream, but I was just glad that he could still wake up. Uncle Lin and Thirteen''s sixth brother also rushed over one after another. The latter''s face looked particularly ugly, as if he had not been asleep for several days.


    "Uncle Lin Si, Brother Fang Liu, haven''t you all been asleep?"


    Uncle Lin strode forward and patted his shoulder: "You were suddenly injured and unconscious for nine days. How can you let us sleep?"


    "Are you unconscious...nine days?"


    Uncle Lin was still scared when he thought of the scene that day.


    He almost pointed the suspicion at Thirteen. After all, Thirteen was able to penetrate his heart without any defense, but after the injury examination, Thirteen was cleared of Thirteen''s suspicion. This injury is a sword injury, and it must be a thin sword.


    Obviously, it was not because Thirteen suddenly lost control. Thirteen''s condition was stable and had to rely on Shaobai''s daily warrants to maintain it. The prescription surnamed could not take this yin hand. It can''t be myself or the old man. This almost became a headless case...


    Luckily, Shaobai woke up.


    Uncle Lin asked hurriedly: "Shaobai, who hurts you?"


    Shaobai blinked in a daze: "No one."


    Uncle Lin Si can’t believe it: “No one?”


    Shaobai nodded, pointed to his heart and said, "It hurts suddenly here, and then it''s so much blood."


    Uncle Lin Si felt that his brain was about to burn: "No one harmed you, why would you be hurt? Could it be that he would see a ghost?"


    Shaobai sat on the sickbed, becoming more and more confused.


    Given that Shaobai was only six years old and could not ask for complicated things, Uncle Lin had to suspend investigation and get new medicine for him to replace. When I took off the old bandage, I still kept muttering: "You people from the Gongxi tribe are really unreasonable. You can survive after being stabbed by someone. If you put it on ordinary people, I guess you have drunk Mengpo soup."


    The old man said, "After all, he is the high priest."


    Uncle Lin Si said, "What''s wrong with the high priest?"


    Can the high priest of the Gongxi tribe play tricks on the King of Hell?


    The old man said in a plain voice: "The high priest of the Gongxi tribe is capable of understanding the gods. As a divine messenger serving God, bathing in divine light is naturally different from ordinary body and mortal fetus. Rather than being a human, it is better to say it is a ''half-man''. Will a tree die if stabbed?"


    This is the first time Uncle Lin Si knew about this. He looked at Shaobai with an innocent face: "Bathing in the divine light? The gods of the Western tribe are quite like that. According to you, who is Shaobai called now? A tree man? Or a vegetable man?"


    The old man did not accept Uncle Lin''s Si''s words and continued, "Even if there is no such serious reason, Shaobai still has the most precious insect of the Gongxi tribe. It is full of vitality and is very comparable to that of a person."


    All kinds of BUFFs are filled, and it is not easy to die.


    However, this inexplicable injury also alerted him.


    Shaobai must grow up as soon as possible, otherwise he will be stabbed by someone next time his heart is stabbed, and with his current ability, he may not be able to survive.


    At this time, Uncle Lin Si let out a scream. Everyone followed and saw that there were no scars on Shaobaixin’s mouth, only a complex ball-shaped pattern was left. Uncle Lin Si is very familiar with this pattern. It is the pattern of the Gongxi tribe, and there are also white shoulder blades.


    Usually, it is impossible to see it, and only by urging the literary/martial energy of the Danfu will appear. The details of Shaobaixinkou are slightly different.


    "Is the heart running on my back?"


    Check that there are fewer white scapula and the clan pattern is also there.


    The old man said, "It''s a good thing anyway."


    Uncle Lin Si: “…”


    Why doesn’t he believe it? ? ?


    Since the wounds are gone, there is naturally no need to apply medicine. Uncle Lin Si cooked a large pot of blood-replenishing medicinal food for Shaobai and stared at him and drank it all. By the way, put away the dirty old bandages, wash them and cook them, and they will still be used next time.


    The old bandage was drying, and the old man came out with a cane.


    Uncle Lin Si said, "You still want to hide it from Shaobai?"


    The old man used to be old but he was walking as fast as he could, and he didn''t need a crutch, but now he can''t walk a few steps without crutches. Even if he tried his best to cover it up, he could not hide the decayed aura of his old age. It didn''t take long to live.


    There is only a child’s mind and cannot be noticed.


    "He will know when he should."


    Uncle Lin was so ridiculed that he pulled the corner of his mouth.


    The three of them have been together for several years, and Uncle Lin gradually found out the identity of the old man and knew that this amiable old man in front of Shaobai had been ups and downs in the officialdom for decades and was ruthless in his work. Help Xin kill more than a dozen small countries around.


    It is reported that in order not to leave any weaknesses to the outside world, he never married a wife and had no children, and he devoted himself to assisting Xin Kingdom.


    The outside world''s evaluation is a loner who has no feelings.


    It is the sharpest murder knife in the hands of the king of Xin.


    He has done all the destruction of the country, massacre of the city, and eradication of the roots.


    Now, for a child of the same race, he is willing to burn the remaining life span for the sake of a child of the same race. Such selflessness really makes Uncle Lin stunned. However, Uncle Lin did not believe that the old man suddenly changed his personality in his twilight years and became addicted to playing with his grandchildren. He must have a scheming behind his good deeds to Shaobai!


    The old man did not miss the ridicule of Uncle Lin Si’s lips, but said calmly: “After the Gongxi tribe was exterminated, I received the news and rushed back. When I was sorting out the relics of the tribe, I found a secret scroll in the dark room of the old priest’s room..."


    Uncle Lin Si secretly raised his ears: "Screen scroll?"


    The old man said, "This secret book is related to Shaobai."


    Uncle Lin’s eyes were full of curiosity of the melon-eating people.


    The old man did not keep it in hiding, and continued, "The members of the Gongxi tribe will be sent to the altar of the clan when they are six years old to verify their qualifications. Shaobai is naturally no exception. But as soon as he entered the altar, the old priest received an oracle."


    Uncle Lin Si: "Oracle? Is there really a **** in this world?"


    The old man said indifferently: "If you believe, you have it; if you don''t believe, you won''t."


    "What did the oracle write?"


    The old man said, "The oracle said that the gods will come to the world in the near future, and then the world will be settled. Shaobai will go to that person as a messenger to assist her!"


    Uncle Lin sarcastically said, "Gods save the world?"


    He doesn''t believe it.


    He said, "The only one who can save sentient beings is sentient beings themselves."


    If there were really gods in the world, how could there be so many sorrows and despairs and sentient beings sinking? He scoffed at it.


    The old man was not displeased with Uncle Lin’s words: “I used to have the same idea as you. I couldn’t stand the Gongxi tribe with treasures but was in a corner. I couldn’t stand the gods worshipped in the tribe and enjoyed the incense but ignored them. However, after accidentally seeing the secret scroll, I had other ideas. Although the Gongxi tribe is a hidden clan, he has always come from the world and is always concerned about the world. The old priest once asked for confusion from the gods…”


    The two generations of high priests who questioned God were not only Laozhe and Jimocan. It was only after reading many ethnographic documents that the old man realized that this **** had great ideas and the high priests she chose were all personality. However, the old man and Jimo Can chose to run and realize their ambitions in their own way. The other high priests could not abandon their tribesmen and their families, so they chose to close their eyes and ignore them.


    Only the old priest was an honest man, and he asked God directly.


    God’s answer is the same as Uncle Lin Si.


    [Karma in the world is the sea of ??suffering for thousands of miles, and sentient beings are ups and downs. The only one who can save the world is the world itself, and asking God is useless. 】


    God can only give sentient beings a little spiritual comfort - if you believe, you will have it, if you don’t believe, you will not. If you love, you will not believe, you will not believe it, you will not believe it! When the old man saw the secret scroll, he realized that it was not because of the gods who chose the high priests and each of them had their brains rebelliously, and the gods themselves did not go through the ordinary path.


    Uncle Lin Si: "...Why is the **** coming to the world?"


    The old man smiled and said, "So, the gods must walk down from the altar, and she must become one of the many living beings. As a lamp, gather clusters of like-minded flames in the darkness, so that they can dispel the dark haze that has shrouded the world for hundreds of years."


    It is not God who saves the world, it is the world who saves the world.


    A lamp cannot dispel darkness, thousands of sparks can.


    "Although I have changed my mind about the so-called God because of the secret scroll, I still don''t believe it. Does this guiding light have to be a God who devotes himself to all living beings?" The old man with a rebellious brain had his own ideas.


    He assisted the king of Xin at that time. The latter did have the posture of being a hero when he was young, but the old man misjudged human nature. Under the corrosion of power, status, beauty and time, the king of Xin had long forgotten his true heart, or in other words, he had completely tore off the mask given by secular morality and revealed his true face! The old man watched helplessly as the "light" he thought went out.


    And at this time, he didn''t have much time left.


    The old man was not willing to lose just like that.


    It seems that my whole life is a joke.


    At the critical moment, he met the envoy in the oracle.


    When the old man was saved by A Yan, a few desires to survive were burning again - he wanted to borrow A Yan and this envoy who was loved by God to look at the lamp, and see the scene of countless flames gathering together, tearing through the endless darkness and ushering in the sky light.


    This is a unilateral bet between him and God, regardless of victory or defeat.


    Uncle Lin was silent for a long time after hearing this.


    He asked the old man: "Are you the same fire as you?"


    The old man smiled and said, "Although I am old, the torch is passed down from generation to generation."


    Well, why doesn’t this count?


    Uncle Lin Si looked at the direction of the cave behind him and looked at the old man again: "Even so, Shaobai has the right to know."


    The old man obviously didn''t want to be a human being. With Uncle Lin''s understanding of him, Shaobai''s coming-of-age ceremony is probably "unforgettable for his life."


    The old man did not answer and walked away with a cane.


    Uncle Lin Si looked at the old bandages that had been hung for several rows and cursed—Why did there be two more people, and none of them could help him share the chores? He has served more people!


    A few days later, the old man and his group left the valley.


    I don’t know how this old guy works. Not only did he help Shaobai get a quota for a well-known academy, but he also set up a line with the powerful and got a quota for a sacred place in the mountains and seas from the other party. But they came by accident. It was just half a year since the last time the mountain and sea holy land was opened, and they had to wait for the next opportunity.


    —


    Because of the forbidden gods, good thoughts and evil thoughts are equivalent to being sealed from the Dan Mansion. The two could only fight with each other and decide the outcome. In addition, the sky thunder was eyeing each other and fell down from time to time. Good thoughts took a good meal and beat them up...


    The sky is thick and the evil thoughts are also affected.


    The final victory or defeat—


    Everyone watched the battle nervously, and Gongxiqiu was also distracted.


    Until the thunder clouds in the sky dissipated, he disappeared in place.


    The others came to their senses and rushed there.


    Xun Zhen and his men arrived back and forth: "How about lord?"


    They rushed to Gong Xichou, who was standing at the edge of a huge pit at this moment, and bursts of burnt smell of raw meat wafted out from the bottom of the pit. There is still lightning and lightning around the pit.


    "Where is the lord?"


    Gong Xichou raised his hand and pointed at the bottom of the pit.


    He said, "Don''t go down first."


    Everyone could only suppress their anxiety. When the aura of the thunder at the bottom of the pit completely disappeared, they jumped down. Before they could reach the black shadow, the black shadow lying on the ground moved first. She raised her hands above her head and stretched out from the mud...


    Pa!


    The stones that were leveraged were crushed.


    "Master—"


    After a while, the black shadow squirmed twice.


    A black black head raised, Shen Tang coughed several times, his mouth was covered with black mud and smoke.


    She staggered while coughing.


    Murmur, "What happened?"


    Why do I feel like I have a feeling of being dismantled and pieced together by someone else’s body bones, thrown into the high-speed rail tracks, and being crushed by 180 trains one by one? Trying to lower your head, a sharp stinging sensation came from your neck, and her vision was strange.


    Raise your hand and touch your eyelids—


    The swelling degree of left and right eyelids is different.


    The left side looks like an egg, and the right side looks like a goose egg.


    At this time, her throat was so itchy that she couldn''t help it. She coughed again and sprayed a mouthful of black gray. She subconsciously stroked the gums with her tongue. The teeth were damaged and the tip of her tongue was keen to feel blood oozing out. I raised my hand and touched the corner of my mouth, and my cheeks became swollen...


    Shen Tang: "…Is evil thoughts so cruel?"


    ?|ω`)


    ??Because of the previous chapter, Shiitake Mushroom still needs to explain it again. Shiitake mushrooms have a bad habit of being lazy and like to bury easter eggs in old books. The original intention is to hope that old friends can smile knowingly when they see it. Of course, easter eggs will not affect the reading experience of new readers (so there is no need to read the old books of the past for this. After all, everyone is chasing me and the one who likes Tang Mei. But if you are curious about easter eggs, there are readers who spoil it in the book review area, and easter eggs are actually just a little bit). The dark lines about the heroine''s identity will be explained one by one as the plot unfolds. (`)


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    (This chapter ends)