Forget the river.
In the Nine Nethers that the living cannot touch, the Wangchuan, the river of lifeblood that runs through the underworld, has flowed through hundreds of millions of reincarnations.
It is the river of washing sins, it is forgetting, it is new birth, it is neither good nor evil, it is the cycle of heaven.
Joy, anger, sorrow, love, hatred, unforgettable memories, and obsessions that penetrate deep into the soul...... They are all regarded as "impurities" of the soul, which are mercilessly extracted, washed, and melted by the water of the Forgotten River.
This is dust shedding, this is baptism.
This is the aftermath, this is the welcome speech in the underworld.
The river churned, rose and fell, and among the waves, there were small faces of babies, a hillside full of wildflowers, and a tragic parting......
There is also golden ecstasy, deep blue sorrow, crimson anger, and pale green jealousy......
Countless memories, infinite feelings, they roll, collide, merge, and precipitate in the river.
They became the mineral deposits of the Wangchuan River, marking the joys and sorrows of endless creatures.
Ordinary people cannot mine or touch it, it is the most magnificent monument in heaven and earth!
The cleansed soul, as light as nothing, surfaced and floated to the shore. There, they are ignorant and step into a new world with a pure heart. Whether it is external or internal.
Forgetting is the end and the beginning.
The long Wangchuan River flows endlessly in the dark and vast underworld, with no end. In the river, there are constantly new souls with "weight"
The soul falls, sinks, struggles, is washed, becomes "light", floats, drifts......
It uses the eternal torrent to wash away the past of the soul, taking away the joys and sorrows, and also taking away the proof of existence. It surges silently, is the pulse of the underworld, and is the cornerstone of reincarnation. In front of this river, no matter how heroic the epic is, no matter how affectionate it is, it is nothing more than ...... in the end. A speck of dust at the bottom of the river and a wisp of smoke on the water.
Wangchuan, the place of restart, the place of returning to zero.
Even if it is a tributary, Wangchuan still does not change its power.
Ning Zhuo was still swallowed up by the tributary of Wangchuan after all, and he fell into it and couldn't extricate himself.
The river water in Wangchuan was bitingly cold, and the terrifying cold eroded and penetrated into his soul. The violent power washed away his soul fiercely, trying to tear his memories and emotions apart, forcibly stripping, washing, and washing!
"No, I can't forget, and I shouldn't forget!" Ning Zhuo stared angrily in the river, gritting his teeth.
He struggled hard, casting spells, trying to break free from the water flow and fly out of Wangchuan.
In vain!
His body became extremely heavy, and he fell heavily to the bottom of the water, as if he had an iron anchor like a giant ship tied to his body.
The cruel and cold reality will not change because of his anger and persistence.
Memories and emotions became blurred, and the next moment they would be stripped away, washed away, and left him.
At the critical moment, in the divine sea dantian, my Buddha's heart demon seal shone brightly, calming his soul.
The brilliance covered all his souls, resisting the great of the tributary of the Wangchuan River
Power!
Those deep memories and emotions that were deeply affected by him were stirred up at this moment and became extremely vivid.
Fire persimmon fairy city.
Xiao Xiao Ning Zhuo knelt on the edge of the bed, crying and begging.
Before Meng Yaoyin was dying, he told him: He must secretly practice mechanical techniques and wait for the good opportunity to be born in the Lava Immortal Palace. Seize this opportunity and rise.
……
The aunt was hypocritically concerned and repeatedly coaxed: "Xiao Zhuo, be good, take it out and let the eldest aunt keep it...... When you grow up, I will give you back ......"
……
In the home that was so empty that the echo could be heard, all valuable objects, even traces of his mother's existence, were completely emptied.
In the corner, the agency's classics were torn apart by Xiao Xiao Ning, and he read them countless times, and it was just ordinary to memorize them backwards.
Hoarse!
He gasped and his little hand retracted suddenly.
His fingers cracked open, blood flowed, and Ning Zhuo shed tears in pain.
But he finally insisted on assembling the first mechanical puppet in his life smoothly.
……
In front of the stall outside the school, Xiao Xiaoning looked at those exquisite mechanical toys anxiously, with undisguised desire and envy in his eyes.
Next to him, Ning Ji, who was dressed in brocade clothes and food, walked by and threw a contemptuous sneer.
……
Sun Lingtong stuffed a brand new mechanical toy into his arms, and a pure, bright smile instantly burst out on Ning Zhuo's face as a child.
That smile illuminated his gray childhood.
……
"My sadness, my forbearance, and my warmth have created my childhood self, without them, what am I?"
Ning Zhuo gritted his teeth and desperately instilled mana into my Buddha's heart demon seal to stimulate the power of the treasure seal.
He was unwilling to give up these, so that his body sank further and further.
Next to the tributary of Wanchuan, Luo Si's face was full of eagerness, and he couldn't help but urge Qing Chi: "General Qing, now is not the time to hesitate! The young master is sinking!"
Qing Chi's eyes were red, his heart was flustered, and he couldn't make up his mind - "What memory or emotion should I choose to use as bait?"
The small courtyard is full of wild grass, and wildflowers are crawling on the fence.
The little Qingchi was wearing sky-high braids, giggling chasing a flower butterfly, accidentally falling on his buttocks, and tears rolling in his eyes.
The weeds separated, and the little boy came running to scorch him. He was not much taller than her, with a small face, extremely concerned: "What's wrong, does it hurt to fall?"
He awkwardly took out a washed white handkerchief, carefully wiped her tears, and took out the sweets he had treasured for a long time and were reluctant to eat and stuffed them into her mouth.
"Qingqing, be good, don't cry." In the immature voice, there is wholehearted care.
The brightly colored memories of this scene are like a picture thrown into the water, blurred and blurred, the sweet taste of sugar, the breath of the sun on the soil, the slight pain of the knee, and the sense of security brought by that clumsy little figure...... was pulled out and quickly separated from the green fire.
Qing Chi snorted, his heart seemed to have been gouged off, and it was hollow and painful. Hot tears gushed out without warning and blurred instantly
The line of sight drips one by one.
Her heart was full of regret, but when she saw Ning Zhuo struggling in the tributary, her eyes became firm again.
"Xiao Ma, childhood is not the most important thing. Don't blame me, I have to pay this!"
However, the bait was thrown into it, but it didn't catch Ning Zhuo.
Ross's face changed: "Could it be that the amount of bait is not enough?"
The brilliance of my Buddha's heart demon seal has poured a dam on Ning Zhuo's soul.
The water of the Wangchuan River continued to impact and collide, causing the treasure seal to shake slightly in Ningzhuo's divine sea.
Under the guidance of Sun Lingtong, Ning Zhuo had the ability to steal.
He sneaks in and puts the stolen money into the homes of the poor.
Turning over the wall, as soon as he landed, Xiao Ning Zhuo was startled, and saw Sun Lingtong standing in front of him, holding his arms and tapping his toes frequently, looking at him leisurely.
Ning Zhuo suddenly showed an embarrassed expression: "Old, boss......"
Sun Lingtong: "What did you do?"
Ning Zhuo lowered his head: "I, I saw that these people were pitiful during the day, so I wanted to help them."
Sun Lingtong snorted: "How many have you helped?"
Ning Zhuo replied truthfully.
Sun Lingtong snorted again: "There are still a lot of helpers. I told you, we are thieves."
Ning Zhuo: "But, but before my mother was alive, she told me to be kind and help others as much as possible. She wants me to be a good person......"
Xiao Xiaoning's voice was cowardly, but he also had a sense of persistence.
Sun Lingtong showed a playful smile: "Then let's wait to watch a good show."
After some time.
The poor families who were "funded" by Ning Zhuo made a fortune in silence and became wealthy.
Ning Zhuo secretly observed and was very happy to see them smiling happily and no longer worrying about the hard days.
But the good times did not last long, and conflicts soon arose in these families.
Some families quarreled and competed for huge sums of money that suddenly appeared, and there was no harmony between brothers and fathers and sons. The owners of some families began to eat nonsense, waste at will, and linger in gambling stalls and brothels. Some families show their wealth and are approached by people with bad intentions, whether it is flattery or extortion, and they quickly become poor from rich.
Even, the monks of the City Lord's Mansion followed the clues and almost found Ning Zhuo, the thief.
In the end, Ning Zhuo was so frightened that he apologized to Sun Lingtong: "Boss, thanks to you! Otherwise, I will be discovered and arrested in prison."
Sun Lingtong snorted proudly, stood on tiptoe, and touched Ning Zhuo's big head: "Now you know, did you do something stupid?"
"Heroes are not so easy to be."
"Most people can't keep the wealth that suddenly appears, it will only become a disaster."
Ning Zhuo had precocious wisdom and nodded immediately. Only a very small number of families are silent, planning and using it, and it is slowly getting better. The vast majority of poor families are worse off than before. Some even curse at home into the air, scolding why money no longer appears out of thin air.
Sun Lingtong pointed to himself: "If you want to make real changes in your life, you must start with yourself, not with a sum of money!"
"They are poor and suffer for a reason."
"Some people deserve to be rich, and some people deserve to be poor. People who can really change don't need your money to get better, but it just takes more time."
Ning Zhuo nodded: "I know, boss."
Sun Lingtong showed a serious expression: "No, you don't know."
"All of us live together, some are poor, some are rich, some are heroes, and some are thieves."
"Snakes have snake paths, and mice have rat paths. Since these identities exist in reality, these identities have the meaning of existence and are worthy of life."
"We are thieves, little brother."
"This is our way of survival!"
"If we don't become thieves, if we don't hide ourselves, we will live quite badly. What do you think your uncle and aunt will do to you if they know your qualifications?"
"Don't you still want to fight against the City Lord's Mansion? Do you have power? Do you dare to challenge them openly?"
"We are weak, what should we do if we want to achieve our goal?"
Ning Zhuo thought of his mother's last words, his eyes darkened, and his tone became firm: "Follow the way of thieves."
Sun Lingtong smiled: "Hehe, this is right!"
……
On the terrace.
Zhu Xuanji instructed Ning Zhuo: "The road is all walked out by people!"
「…… It's like Li Leifeng...... He is so respected."
"In fact, everyone has a scale, always measuring others and things. those who carry the burden forward and carry firewood for everyone to keep warm are the ones who shine."
"You have also been illuminated by this light! Li Leifeng has already shown the way for you."
Ning Zhuo was silent, and then looked at Zhu Xuanji's eyes, neither dodging nor dodging.
"Master Zhu, people are different."
"And I am off the stage after all."
"Do you know what it's like to steal the pastries left by those guests?"
"I am at the bottom, I have been since I was a child."
"Although my surname is Ning, I never think I am noble."
"I'm despicable."
"I am a thief!"
"People I pick up and eat from garbage."
"I'm not afraid of getting dirty, I'm just afraid of not being able to eat enough."
"No one can really help me. People are lonely, and they cannot fully understand others."
"Most of the time, I can only rely on myself."
"The path I take is my own choice!"
The puppet show of "Fang Cleansing Injustice", Ning Zhuo played at the key point, touching his soul!
He understood what Zhu Xuanji meant.
Zhu Xuanji persuaded him to turn himself in and embark on the right path.
"Can I really go down this path?" Ning Zhuo was asking himself. He did desire to be illuminated by fire.
But fate......
Hehe, fate - it's always so helpless and involuntary!
Qing Chi burst into tears.
The fishing line was still straight, truthfully conveying to her the cruel weight of reality.
Ning Zhuo was still sinking. The previous bait was definitely not enough.
"Then what else can I give up in my memory?" Qing Chi was in so much pain that he could hardly breathe, "That's it."
Summer night.
In the dark and wet swamp, a rare moonlight shines on the courtyard. The night wind blew the old locust tree in the courtyard, and the branches and leaves swayed gently.
Qingchi was lying on the table, sighing at his homework, with a troubled face.
From the open window, a night breeze brought the fragrance of locust flowers, as well as the smell of clean soap horn between the young man's sleeves.
Qing Chi raised his head suddenly, just in time to see Jiao Ma's face peeking out of the window.
The girl shouted in surprise: "Xiao Ma!"
Jiao Ma was anxious: "Speak up, do you want me to be beaten out by your father?"
The girl quickly covered her mouth: "Xiao Ma, come and help me, I'm going crazy from being tortured by these homework."
Jiao Ma showed a helpless and gentle smile: "I know you can't handle it......"
A thousand years of cold pools.
In this kind of adventure between the two of them, they are about to escape.
Jiao Ma was unfortunately infected by the cold, almost completely frozen, his mana was sluggish, and his consciousness quickly blurred.
"Xiao Ma!" At the critical moment, Qing Chi disregarded his own safety and turned back to rescue him.
She transferred the power to protect her heart vein to Jiao Ma's body. The latter's body was covered with a weak layer of cyan flames.
Jiao Ma got a chance to breathe and barely opened his eyes.
Qingchi couldn't protect himself, but he still had a sense of consciousness: "Xiao Ma, wake up, don't sleep!"
"Wake up, big fool!"
"Listen! No sleep! Hold on to me!" If something happens to you, I'll be green...... I will never live alone in this life!"
Jiao Ma was encouraged, gritted his teeth, and his eyes widened.
The two of them struggled at the same time, withstanding the bone-chilling cold pool water and swimming upstream. The fiery emotions in their hearts are like a tempered blade, breaking through their former reserve, and also prompting them to break through the last obstacle and emerge from the water.
Chapter 588 The unlucky death row inmate
The lights of the city correspond to the stars, and the lights of the library are also guarded.
In the evening, without the messy guests, Li Hongjiu also indulged, sitting on the ground leaning on the bookshelf, holding a book in one hand and touching the wine jar in the other.
Since instructing Dong Liangyu that day, the girl in red has had enough of his drinks, of course, there was no shortage of him before.
There was footsteps approaching, and it was Dong Liangying coming, holding a tray with a late-night snack made by the eldest sister.
It was also her father who asked her eldest daughter to cook, and asked the youngest daughter to send it to her master, and asked it to be delivered every night.
Now that the second girl Dong Liangyu can practice, it is no secret in this family, even the girl in red and Fuque are surprised, how can this family not be surprised by Li Hongjiu.
Discovering that the first person in the new generation of this so-called cultivation world was indeed extraordinary.
Great kindness and great virtue, naturally more and more respectful.
Mr. Li lit a lamp and read at night, how could he lack their hearts.
Of course, it is impossible to just give it to Li Hongjiu, and there is another one in the library who is more famous than Li Hongjiu.
Therefore, the swordsman Fuque can be regarded as stained with the light of Li Hongjiu, but Fuque has a tenacious mentality, has long lost any appetite, and is used to avoiding grain, so he always politely refuses.
Dong Liangying knelt on the ground, put down the tray and set the dishes and chopsticks for the master, and sat there and waited.
Li Hongjiu is not polite at all, you have to prepare like this, then I am not polite, after putting a chopstick in his stomach, he found that the first apprentice in his life was muttering unhappily there.
He immediately asked curiously, "What's wrong, I didn't provoke you, did I?"
Dong Liangying changed her begging expression, "Master, just give me good guidance, you see that my second sister can practice, and I haven't been able to get started yet, which makes the disciple's love so embarrassing."
Li Hongjiu was not in a hurry, picked up the wine and took a sip, and said slowly: "You think I am hiding my secrets, but I don't know, if you can explain everything to people, then there are no fools in this world. The principles have already been written on paper, and everyone can read them, but if they don't make sense, they can't make sense.
glanced at the disappointed apprentice, he smiled and comforted: "This is the case with many exercises in the cultivation world, some people can practice, some people can't practice life and death, don't worry, take your time, you can get through it naturally."
He didn't want to talk about this anymore, similar topics were repeated countless times during the Yanbao Sect, so he changed the topic while drinking wine and eating meat: "Your father is a person with a straightforward eye, presumably the names of your four siblings are not random, is there anything to pay attention to?"
Dong Liangying hummed, and said simply: "Cultivating the outside is 'Yi', cultivating the inside is 'jade', and cultivating a mouthful of righteousness is 'Ying', so that you can be a 'Ze' person."
Li Hongjiu sighed, "It turns out to mean self-cultivation and self-cultivation, it is a tutor."
As they spoke, there were footsteps again, and the two of them looked back, both surprised, only to see Dong Wenshu walking out from behind the bookshelf.
Dong Liangying quickly stood up, "Dad, why are you here?"
"Go practice, I'll talk to your master."
After sending his daughter away, Dong Wenshu arched his hands to Li Hongjiu who was sitting on the ground, and then sat down cross-legged.
He swept the plates on the ground and saw that there were no wine cups or extra dishes and chopsticks, and he had nowhere to start if he wanted to toast.
Li Hongjiu smiled and said: "If the owner has anything to say, you might as well say it directly."
"Okay, since my husband said so, I won't hide it." Having said that, Dong Wenshu still paused, and after a little brewing, he tried to say: "Our family has seen the recent situation of that girl Yu'er, and it seems that even her body has improved a lot, and she doesn't cough anymore."
Li Hongjiu nodded slightly, as if he had responded very casually, "Refine the body with heaven and earth, and fill in the gaps with heaven and earth."
Dong Wenshu didn't understand, and continued: "It can be seen that Yu'er is very suitable for cultivating Mr. Shang'er's exercises, since Mr. is willing to give advice, I have also discussed it with Yu'er, and it is not good to be so unjustified.
For his concept, 'justification' is very important.
In his opinion, since the other party is willing to teach, there must be no problem in apprenticeship.
However, he didn't know that he had met someone who was unreasonable.
Li Hongjiu, who had taken a sip of wine, waved his hand and shook his head, "Forget about apprenticeship, I have already entered the cage, and I am not at ease, so why should the owner let his daughter follow in my footsteps."
Dong Wenshu stared in surprise and said: "Why did you say that, sir? My husband is very talented, and if my little daughter can accept the mantle of my husband, it is a blessing that she can't ask for."
Li Hongjiu waved his hand again, "I didn't teach her anything, she didn't need me to teach her anything, her method of qi luck was different from mine, I just led her out of the door, let her see the world outside the door, there are countless roads in front of her, which road she is willing to take, which path will she choose, maybe..."
A finger shook above his head and pointed to the surrounding bookshelves, "Maybe the answer has long been hidden in your family's collection of books from all over the ages."
Dong Wenshu seemed to understand but did not understand, so he bowed his hands again and asked: "What is the reason?"
Li Hongjiu raised his hand and patted his forehead, then turned his head and didn't pull Sven
, simple and vulgar: "What I mean is that after becoming a master, you have to join the Yanbao Sect, you have to accept the constraints of the sect, don't look for trouble, I am neither willing nor will I accept your second child as an apprentice, it's that simple."
"......" Dongwen, who was speechless, was embarrassed there.
Sometimes the words are too straightforward, although they are easy to understand, but they are really not easy to accept......
Shi Chun and Wu Jin, who were knowledgeable in Qiang Yu City, relied on their wealth and finally hired a sedan chair that could lie horizontally, with a veil hanging on all sides, so that people could carry it around the city.
The two of them only needed to look at the scenery and people, and mark the place in front of the map they bought.
On the way, Shi Chun received a message from Lao Changtai, saying that he had returned and asked where they were.
Shi Chun immediately greeted Wu Jin and got out of the sedan chair twice and left.
I didn't let the bearer send me back, I walked all the way back.
Back in the house, Lao Changtai, who was wandering in the yard, immediately led them into the house to see.
On the table in the room, there were already more than thirty black soul bags, each with a number marked on them, and a Qiankun bag.
Lao Changtai pointed and explained: "A total of thirty-three souls, the corpses are all in the Qiankun bag, all corpses, and each corpse corresponds to the number on the soul bag."
This far exceeded Shi Chun's expectations, and it was done in half a day, and even the details that were not explained were handled properly.
Wu Jinliang asked curiously: "You can't just catch someone on the street and kill them, kill so many people so quickly, why is that guy Liao Xi immoral?"
Lao Changtai smiled bitterly when he heard this, "Anyway, as soon as I said this, he patted his chest and took care of the matter, and I only found out when he crossed paths afterwards.
He actually solved the death row inmates in Yongcheng Prison at once, and I don't know how he did it, it is estimated that it is the bribery of Shangguan.
There are treacherous and evil people in the thirty-three villages, but I'm not sure if they are all damn people, a total of 1,000 coins each, a total of 33,000 yuan."
"......" Shi Chun and Wu Jin looked at each other, and the two were curious, could the death row inmates in the prison be killed all at once?
I was also a little worried about whether the underworld also had orderly rules, so don't make trouble and implicate them.
"That guy Yuanxi is quite sorry, he seems to think that there are fewer prisoners on death row, and asked me if I could give me more time, saying that he could find a way to do more for us.
I can't use it as a meal, the boss said to use it for experiments, just say more than ten, I think more than thirty is almost enough, so I stopped. I mean, if the boss still wants it, he should have no problem."
Wu Jinliang chuckled, "Yuanxi is really rich and dares to do anything, have you observed carefully on the way back, haven't you been followed?"
Shi Chun had already opened his right eye ability and looked around.
Lao Changtai said: "He killed more than 30 death row inmates at once, I'm also afraid, I regret looking for him, but things have already happened, and there is no way.
Wu Jin looked at Shi Chun and asked if he was being followed, this big boss's eyesight had more say.
After pacing silently in the house and observing the surroundings for a while, Shi Chunfang said to Lao Changtai: "Yuanxi's work is indeed a bit too efficient, it is indeed a bit scary.
"Hmm." Lao Changtai nodded, he was ready to do this without explanation.
Shi Chun pointed to the bag on the table and said: "I will take all the corpses, leave half of the bags here, let's see how the experiment goes, if the creatures of the underworld can also open the passage back and forth, it is really not possible, it can only be abducted from the outside world. In short, we must take all the corpses and souls in and out into our own hands, otherwise it will be like a langdang river, and it will alarm the messenger every time it comes in, it is too dangerous, and something will inevitably happen after a long time."
Lao Changtai said deeply: "That's right."
Shi Chun left all the soul bags from one to fifteen, and then left with Wu Jinliang after giving a little explanation.
The two went directly out of the city, escaped underground in a remote place far from the city, and burned the incense again.
In a little nervous anticipation, the hole to the outside world opened again, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Of course, there is also a catastrophe, having the experience of appearing in the sky over Qiangyu City before, Wu Jin reminded in a low voice: "I don't know where it will appear again this time."
Shi Chun looked at the cave entrance and said: "Nan Gongzi's 'Wuyu Pavilion' is in a relatively quiet place."
Wu Jinliang: "The location of the exit cannot be judged."
Shi Chun didn't dare to delay, he had already dodged into the cave, and after landing out of the cave, he was a little surprised and found that he was actually in a magnificent room, and the scale did not look like an ordinary place.