"Of course there is," replied the Xuanyi man. "Whether the reincarnation of Wen is restarted depends on your decision. This is my ability to give you. You are the only person in this world who can kill me."
Liang Zan murmured, "No one in this world can kill you and no one can benefit you. My ability is that you give it. Is it understandable that you committed suicide?"
Xuan garment people in silence did not answer.
"What if I kill you?" Liang Zan asked him that he knew in his heart that Wuzong could kill him easily now, but Wuzong didn’t do it, which means that Wuzong wouldn’t resist if he wanted to kill Wuzong.
Xuan Yi replied quietly, "If you kill me, everything will return to its original state. Those who died will come back to life. Fan Peixi will become young again, but he will lose the ability to regenerate. Your father, your master and everyone here will come back to life, but the six devices will disappear, including yourself, and the world will never be immortal again."
"What if I don’t kill you?" Liang Zanshi knew the answer, but he was still willing to listen to the Wuzong answer.
Xuan Yi said, "If you don’t kill me, the cycle of writing will be restarted. Now human writing will disappear at dawn, and everything will start all over again. You will continue to create new writing with the waiter of Liuyu until you create a satisfactory and perfect writing or disappear in the second cycle."
"So if I don’t kill you, it’s just the two of us in the world?"
"I will give you longevity and I will witness the rise of mankind again."
Ryazan was silent. Xuanyi people didn’t bother him because he was thinking.
At that moment, Ryazan’s head was a mess. If he chose to kill Wuzong, he would die himself, but many of his father’s people who died in this adventure would be resurrected as if it had never happened. If he didn’t kill Wuzong, Wen would start all over again.
The key question is whether Wen can solve the problem once again. Can the so-called perfect text be? Is it the limitation of literature itself or human nature that hinders the self-improvement of literature?
Liang Zan looked back faintly at Fan Jiyun, and suddenly his eyes were wet. He looked at the old ghost, a sinister old man who was naturally cruel to others, but he was like a serious father to him. He thought of Fan Peixi, the only person in the world who was willing to listen to Liang Zan’s ridicule. Liang Zan thought of the distant horizon. At this moment, he was living an ordinary life in Gao Peng. He once lived and died together in Shennongjia, and Gao Peng gave his life to save him. He still remembers it today.
He thought of many people-Duan Yuwen, Da Zhao, Teng Yi, Yuan Qian, Chen Binglong Bujin, Qin Ye Jiang Daolin and, of course, the unknown brother Fan Peilin.
The faces of these people now seem to be in front of his eyes. Among them, there are friends, enemies, mutual benefits and mutual trust, but too many of them are dead.
"Have you thought it over?" Xuan Yi asked.
Liang Zan said thoughtfully, "I think the theory of literary reincarnation will get the same result many times unless it is changed by people themselves. They are so cute and terrible."
(End)
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The left hand of the writer of "fixing the truth on a different plane" is inseparable from the cold wind in March.
brief introduction
Crossing the other side of the world without being sentimental and greedy, seemingly treacherous but heavy-hearted, relying on calligraphy to get out of your own road to fix the truth, there will be more thrilling maps, more powerful monks, more magical Lingbao and more powerful rules! With beautiful women, I look at the world like a sign!
Chapter 1 Lin Luo
There is a soft fireball left in the west of the sunset.
This is a run-down village called Ma Jiahe, where the smoke from kitchen chimneys rises faintly in broken walls.
A 19-year-old boy sat in a stone mill at the head of the village and chewed a grass in his mouth. His face was childish, but his eyes showed vicissitudes of life.
"Two silly mountain fairies to charge younger brother! Why don’t you go to the teacher? " A young woman holding a wooden bowl of clothes and flowers passed by here and saw the young man say with a smile
Another fat young woman slapped a young woman’s ass who had spoken earlier. "It’s making waves again! Then the children will not let go! " Then he turned to the boy and said, "Idiot, don’t listen to your horse sister-in-law, don’t go! That mountain is too dangerous. Once it falls, it will die. "
Huaxin young woman looks very provocative. "There are fairies in the mountains! Idiot, go quickly. If you don’t go again, the fairies have been robbed! "
Fat young woman criticise "nonsense what somebody else Lin Luo is just came some crazy for a long time didn’t say crazy stupid! You are really crazy when you are a child! "
When they were talking, the teenager laughed and didn’t talk. It didn’t mean anything to see. Huaxin young woman and obese young woman went to the village with their own tools.
"Aunt Ma Sister-in-law won’t sit any longer, you!" Lin Luo shouted, watching the two young women wriggle, but thought of the words they had just spoken, and the words "Mountain Fairy … Female …"
The last light in the west faded and night fell.
Lin Luo returned to a dilapidated hut at the entrance of the village, and a burst of meat came out in a short time.
Sleeping late at the top of the hut, a black cat suddenly’ meowed’ and stirred up a nose, and then jumped from the roof to the house with a figure like flint.
Lin Luo smiled when he saw the black cat squeezing in through the crack of the door. "Hey, you greedy cat’s nose is very smart, and I can see you at this point in the day!"
The black cat "meowed" and looked up at Lin Luo’s eyes with a proud look.
"You mean I owe you something to eat?" Lin Luo squatted down and looked at the black cat with a look of madness.
Lin Luo took out a yellow book black cat from her pocket and shook the page in front of her. "I don’t know where to dig out an old one who wanted to eat my generation. You are too good at doing business!"
The black cat narrowed her eyes slightly and flashed a light. She reached out her paw to explore the book, but it was taken back by Lin Luoyi. "I still want to go back late. How long have you been eating me for free!"
Lin Luo held the book in his hand to the candlelight, and a photo was impressively written with two big characters.
There is a big word written on the flip page
Fairy road, thousands of roads, symbols, and roads alone
This big character is intimidating through the paper, which makes people tremble. The lines in it seem to be full of power and exude domineering.
Then turn to the second page and write a sentence, "Whether you are practicing at home or going out to experience or killing people or getting away from the world because of killing people and getting rid of goods, it is always your only choice, and it will become your life-saving straw if you are careless!"
Lin Luo hey hey smile "write this thing is also a big mouth what practice to kill people! Is there such a cow B? " Then Lin Luo lost in thought. This big character on the title page really gives people a sense of oppression. It seems that it has the power to break through the shackles of paper. Is it really a cultivation of immortality …
"I’m going to black, you save some for me!" Lin Luo suddenly found that the black cat had quietly eaten the whine and pulled out a piece of meat that had been chewed by it from the bowl in front of the black cat.
The black cat has finished eating that bowl of meat and washed her face with charm.
"Lin silly! You stole my chicken again! " A wave of women’s grievances suddenly came far away.
This sound is like a thunderbolt shaking the mud on the top of the hut in the dark night.
The black cat whizzed out and Lin Luo laughed and scolded, "This beast is smarter than me!" Then immediately run away from the door without forgetting to take the bowl away.
Lin Luo ran to a hillside outside the village and then lay behind a stone. At least it was summer, and it was not too cold at night, so it was okay to sleep for a night.
And watching Lin Luo do everything very skillfully is obviously often chased.
Looking at the bright stars at night while eating chicken legs Lin Luo, there was a lonely look in his eyes again.
"It’s been a year. What’s the world like? How did I come? " Lin Luo muttered.
"Meow ~ ~ ~" The black cat appeared from nowhere, sat beside Lin Luo and looked up at the night.
Lin Luo has become accustomed to the black cat shadowing "you are also very curious, right! What can’t disappear forever when people die? Can you still live in another world? "
Lin Luo remembered that in his previous life, there was a man named Earth World Life. He was a last-rate painter, who lived a hard life but was happy by drawing cartoons for some small nets or illustrations for tabloids.
One day, he threw away his cigarette butt because of smoking, lit a fire and burned him to ashes, but his wronged soul miraculously crossed into a small person in this world
What is the reason? Lin Luo grabbed her hair and thought hard. Maybe God only knows what happened!
Suddenly Lin Luo’s eyes lit up, and he looked up and his eyes sparkled.