Demon folding

When I woke up again, the stars in the sky seemed to be able to be held by my hand. I realized that they were on the back of Xuanniao, and my heart was relieved.

Sitting up, I didn't see her lying next to me. I touched her eyebrows and felt that she was beautiful when she was sleeping. However, the two extremes of the face had lost the color of blood and turned white, and there was residual color on the bright lips, which gave me a shocking sense of sadness.The deep red between the eyebrows has long since ceased to flow lightly, and it is as dead as if grease was randomly applied on it, which makes people feel distressed without aura.

That's right, she was injured by Qin Shihuan and vomited blood. Judging from the afterimage of Qingling Terrace, she must have had a hard time fighting with Jie Fusheng. Now she has lost color, and she has been injured badly.

Unbearably distressed, I reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes. She moved, but she didn't wake up, as if she was approaching something subconsciously, she touched me and stuck to it.

I was afraid that she would be hurt and sleep uncomfortable, so I carefully held her head on her legs, which was softer than Xuanniao's cold and hard scales.She didn't avoid it, and found a comfortable position to sleep peacefully.

I caressed the center of her frowning brows lightly, unexpectedly the frown froze after smoothing it, so it made me feel even more distressed.

She knows where I come from and takes me home, but where is home?

I raised my head and looked around, not knowing how to deal with the thousands of thoughts in my heart, thinking of Qin Shihuan, my heart didn't feel so painful.

Is it because I didn't see some magical magic, or I really took everything as a dream, and when I woke up, I really didn't feel any pain.

It was like watching a Nuo dance show from the sidelines, offering sacrifices, the crowd dispersed, and I followed home.Maybe it's because I offered the soul of the sacrificial priest that I couldn't remember the way home.

Fortunately, there is still a guide.

I was lucky to pull my lips, and even the stars in the dark blue night sky were shining brightly one by one.

The mysterious bird flew all the way, and the vast night sky and the stars approached at a visible speed, clearly approaching, but it always gave people a feeling that they would never get close.

I stretched out my hand and slowly shook hands against the endless night sky. I grasped the stars in my hand with a nothingness attitude, and carefully caught them in front of my eyes.

In this way, let's just break up and go to different places, and it's better to have nothing to do with it anymore.

Withdrawing my palms, I propped myself on the back of Xuanniao, and looked up at them wantonly. Not long after, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by countless flashes of light like rain.

It was a falling star.

The fate of a star is like a person. There has always been a saying that stars fall and people die. So what happened to such a large number of falling stars?

"The destiny is messed up."

Tired and tired, I didn't see me lying on my lap and turned over, and the bottom of my eyes looked straight at me.

I greeted her with a smirk, not wanting to care about these things, and said lightly, "Are you awake, then watch the rain of falling stars with me."

She stayed still, and the streamer of falling stars against her captivating eyes was even more painful, my heart suddenly choked up, and I hurriedly turned away, wanting to use the streamer to cut through the light trail of the world and drag me back. Lost mind.

"Don't you think it's pretty?" It was too quiet, and I didn't want to be forced by her to look at me too much, so I took the opportunity to open up the topic, trying to lure her to turn away from the confusing eyes that people couldn't understand.

"Don't want to ask?" She was really reluctant, I thought helplessly.

"Ask what? Aren't you afraid that my heart will be torn apart again?" I teased, retracting my eyes and pulling my lips.

"No." She smiled lightly.

"Why?" I raised my eyebrows, disapproving of her determination.

"Because he didn't come after him."

The slyness was born in those extremely tired eyes. Compared with the tiredness, the slyness was very eye-catching. She leaned her head and almost pressed on my heart. Even though her stunning face lost its color, it still had a compelling pressure.

As if she could hear my heart and catch the strange thumping sound, she smiled deeper, opened her tired deep eyes a little, and all the flowing starlight fell on the bottom of her eyes, twinkling and twinkling. It is even more compelling.

"Want to hear it?" She curled her lips.

Seeing her like this, I decided to say something after thinking about it, and sighed, "If you don't say it, you will suffocate to death, then say it."

The bottom of her eyes slipped, and she held back for a while before she said, "Aren't you tired if you hold on like this?"

I opened my mouth and was almost choked by her. I gave her an annoyed look, pushed her away and sat up straight, "You can sleep in the cold scales!"

"No." She lazily refused.

The roots of her ears were numb, but she whispered the word softly against my neck. The tone of her voice was so soft that it was deceptive, her heart was pounding, and the wound seemed to be in pain.

This reaction was too unexpected, I snorted softly without any precautions, and the sweat instantly cooled over the sudden heat.

"Forget it, I won't bother you." She spoke calmly, feeling slightly tired again, turned over and leaned against my back, and said calmly after a moment of silence, "Let me think about it, where do I start."

I thought about it, and said, "Why don't we start with the mural in Xuanwu's stomach."

"it is good."

"At the beginning of the chaos, everything is formless, and the balance of inner introduction exists in two ways. Gradually, the sky is born, and the earth is gradually split. It is born invisible, and the palm of the earth has form. At the junction, there is a tree where the two poles of life and death merge. With the changing time, the tree grows. The fruit is tangible, and the intangible is interdependent, and the two forms are balanced. Intangible, it lowers the fate of all things, and keeps the fruit for a long time. Thinking of eternal silence, there is life and no life, breaking through the sky and walking in the world. Fruit thought is invisible, chasing it out, according to its shape Metamorphosis, hard to find, breaks the fate of all things. Invisible anger hurts the fruit, the fruit falls to the center of the earth, and sees the heart of chaos. Chaos helps the fruit and hurts, the fruit is hurt and dying, and brings chaos back to the tree of life and death. Aiding the shape of chaos, in return for his help."

When she said this, she asked lightly, "Do you understand?"

"Unfolding the intangible form of floating life, Qin Shihuan is the fruit of the tree of life and death, isn't it?"

"Yes." She was silent, and said after a while, "A Ning is the heart of chaos, and also the essence of chaos that has not yet been transformed. She is pure chaos in her heart, and when she thinks of Qin Shihuan, she is a millionaire." I can't change my mind."

She sighed in a low voice, and said regretfully, "Jie Fusheng is a man of destiny. I know that there is no fruit with Qin Shihuan, so I don't want to entangle with Qin Shihuan. However, Qin Shihuan has only relied on his invisibility for tens of thousands of years. Born out of thinking, how could you give up willingly? In addition, he is a straight-forward and fulfilling existence, and he doesn’t care about doing things. He and Jie Fusheng met several times in a situation where they couldn’t get what they wanted, and they deviated further from each other, and finally hurt themselves. To die, met Aning to rescue him. Qin Shihuan was heartbroken and simply refused to live. Bringing Aning back to Lengjiyuan to raise him with his own flesh and blood was nothing more than seeking self-liberation, but he didn't want to let Ah Ning die because of this. Ning Sheng is obsessed with it, and besides Qin Shihuan, he can no longer think about anything else."

"Nurture it with flesh and blood?" I was moved by my heart and asked her, "Is the tree of life and death a boundless blue dead tree born in the extreme darkness, surrounded by many blue butterflies?"

She was not surprised, and said lightly, "Yes, living with death, and dying with life, is the tree of life and death."

"Qin Shihuan is that red-clothed and white-boned body?" Thinking about that dream, I said in a daze, "Xie Fusheng is a man, isn't Qin Shihuan..."

"That's why Ah Ning gave birth to a female form." She sighed, and said in a faint voice, "Qin Shihuan is completely thinking of a female appearance, and Aning was born in her form, so naturally she is a female appearance. In this way, Qin Shihuan How could Huan accept Aning's thoughts? It was supposed to be a carefree relationship between master and apprentice in the Lengjiyuan. When this happened, Qin Shihuan was surprised. He avoided Aning and went out of Lengjiyuan. Destiny is Jie Fusheng. Xu is to prove Xie Fusheng's intention, Xu really wants to avoid Aning, Qin Shihuan's bipolar fate, he can't help but be entangled again, cause and effect, It disturbed the heaven and the earth, until the chaos was split apart, and the vision was brought into being. In order to balance the chaos, the vision trapped Qin Shihuan in the Xuanwu void, so that it could stop the disaster."

I recalled the bloody scene before I lost consciousness due to Jie Fusheng's injury, and said in surprise, "Could it be that Qin Shihuan was the first to be trapped on the golden seat in Xuanwu's belly?"

"Yes, because the vision is ruthless and has no matter, it will not be disturbed by chaos, so that it can bind Qin Shihuan who is the ultimate chaos. He relieves the life and destiny of life, and Qin Shihuan binds the two poles of cause and effect. Qin Shihuan is trapped by the vision. In nothingness, cause and effect are disordered, chaos cannot maintain the internal balance, and everything in the world is almost stagnant and dead. The vision leads to Aning in the cold and silent abyss. With her heart of protecting Qin Shihuan, at the cost of incarnating all things, she can keep the inner chaos. The balance of circulation, but why..."

She seemed to be talking about something painful, and her words were difficult and low, but she couldn't speak any more.

"Nevertheless, Qin Shihuan still can't figure out who exactly Aning is protecting by doing this..."

I turned around, met her eyes flooded with red light, and said indifferently, "There is cause and effect in the world, and if there is no world and no chaos, there will be no Qin Shihuan, and there will be no solution to floating life, right?"

She raised her head, the red light in her eyes faded away, she hooked me empty-handedly, and said wearily, "A-Ning still wanted to fulfill Qin Shihuan in the end, but look, how Qin Shihuan messed up the world Did she think that she could find out which one was the real Aning by searching the world one by one and confirming the past one by one? It's a pity that she didn't understand, she never understood what her heart for Aning was, and she didn't understand that even if She can capture and piece together the spirits of A-Ning in every world, but in the end she can't put together the complete A-Ning..."

"One by one world?" The deliberate indifference gradually dissipated, I shuddered, and said coldly, "He has exhausted all his efforts to catch and piece together. This kind of intention is too insidious for me, but for Ah Ning, that's too pitiful..." He snorted softly, "As you said, he doesn't understand after all, otherwise, how could he destroy the world that Aning incarnates and protects. Thinking of it this way, the most pitiful , it was Qin Shihuan. In comparison, the suffering I suffered is not considered suffering."

She squinted at me for a long time, with a bewildered smile on her lips, "As one of Ah Ning's spirits, you can think so, and Ah Ning is not as good as you, no wonder..." She lingered in her tone with great interest "Qin Shihuan never knew what Aning had become incarnate, and thought that Aning was still an existence with a gathering of souls. She did this to confirm whether you are really Aning, although it caused you to suffer a lot. , On the contrary, it makes your mind calm, and it is also a good thing to think about the principle of cause and effect."

I sneered otherwise, "I just think he is quite tired."

She also laughed, playing with it, "Maybe she enjoys it."

"Are you enjoying it?" I said disdainfully, "This kind of enjoyment is thanks to him being able to stay away from madness for a long time, begging for others is only asking for himself, perhaps it is because of such a forceful act of begging for others that he shows his incomparably selfish heart, the so-called It is meaningless to ask for oneself."

She restrained herself and thoughtfully, raised her face slightly, starlight was shining on her thin neck, which was like a painting of cold and jade.

"It doesn't matter, she has nothing to do with it long ago, as long as she is sure that it is not Aning, she will go to the next world to find the next Aning Qingling, and then that world will gradually disappear and return to death... Before , he still has patience, not only playing around with that worldly Aning Qingling, but even living through the so-called life, but when it comes to you, I don't know what he thinks, but he is so anxious."

She slanted her eyes, tilted her head a little, looked at me from a very strange angle, and asked lightly, "Are you afraid?"

That angle is really weird, the person seems to be folded, the bright and thin lips are full of bewitching tiredness, like a smear of blood, but the more weird and bewitching she is, the more I understand that she did it on purpose, naturally not so Afraid.

"You want me to be afraid, you want me to avoid it, but you clearly understand that I am no longer afraid, no longer avoid it."

"Sometimes, it's not good to be too smart." She smiled, and said lightly with a kind of bewildered understanding, "There are strange things in the world. If you have seen or heard of them, they are considered normal."

"That's right, if I hadn't encountered these unheard of things, I'm afraid I wouldn't believe it." With a forced smile, I laughed at myself, "Am I still lucky?"

Her eyes turned back, and she was still bewitching with a half-smile. I was panicked when I saw her, and raised my eyebrows without avoiding it, "What are you looking at? Could it be that I can't do it by myself?"

"You are really different." Her words were a little cold and serious, "Perhaps, after I pointed it out this time, it will somewhat make him understand the responsibility of the body of cause and effect, and stop messing around."

"So, is there just a falling star?"

Looking at the night sky, the rain of falling stars does not know when it will stop, and small falling stars pass by from time to time, and the empty night sky becomes extremely lonely.

"Aren't you sad?" She suddenly turned lightly.

"Are you sad?" The three words stayed on my lips and teeth, and I really didn't feel anything, so I said indifferently, "Maybe so, but my heart doesn't hurt, I just feel that there are some things that I can't do anything about, some pitiful things that I can't do anything about." people. If being poor is being sad, then maybe it is.”

"You're so strange." She raised her upper lip thinly, the tiredness in her eyes dissipated and sharpened, and her words became cold, "I think you are the most pitiful person who pretends to be meaningless when you are about to cry." .”

"Then do you pity me?" I turned my head and looked at her.

She was slightly stunned and said, "No."

"Then why did you take me away, you heartless vision?" Since she didn't avoid it, there was no need for me to hide.

I think I have to trust someone, otherwise, if I just believe in myself, if there is no comparison with the heart of existence, I will not be able to perceive the existence of the self.

Her eyes were sharp, she stared at me for a long time, finally lost her sharpness and became empty and tired, she slumped back to my legs, and said tiredly, "Stupid things are so bright when they are smart Yes, I like you to be smart, but I don't like you to be sad, I take you home because I don't want you to be stupid and ask for trouble again, understand?"

"I understand." I lowered my eyes, looked directly into those tired eyes, and said with a gentle smile, "Thank you, think about my worries..."

"Stupid thing." She frowned, as if falling asleep, and really closed her eyes.

I brushed some of her messy hair with my hand, and she opened her eyes again, very bright.

"Qin Shihuan is a causal existence. The incarnation is just a fixed and definite decision of the heart. If she chooses to escape the floating life, she does not have to experience the pain of incarnation. If she chooses Aning, she will definitely experience a difficult pain."

"But he has turned into a man?" I wondered if there was any follow-up to what she pointed out, and asked, "Isn't it the intention of choosing Ah Ning?"

"Maybe." She turned her eyes away and said, "I don't know what her plan is. In short, until the incarnation is completely settled, nothing can be done in the future, and it may be a difficult choice to embark on the journey of incarnation."

"Incarnation... is it difficult?" She emphasized the pain of incarnation several times, and I was suspicious, trying to figure it out.

"It's an incarnation, but it's just an act of relying on the original heart and nature. It's both a cause and an effect. Like Aning, she is originally the chaotic heart of all things. When Qin Shihuan gets along with her body, she can only understand her own heart. The vision used it to contain Qin Shihuan, and later turned into a scattered body, but he just wanted to keep Qin Shihuan. According to this, the preservation of thousands of worlds is just in line with the original intention of chaos, and it is not against one's will. Nowadays, everyone She in the world is experiencing everything, whether it is suffering or happiness, only she knows. Jie Fusheng is different, the result of his incarnation is dominated by fate, in other words, it is determined by his own destiny. conscious dominance."

She sighed slightly, as if thinking of something ridiculous and helpless. Although the corners of her lips were curled up, she was bitter and jerky. Only by joining the WTO can one have the opportunity to have one life and one life. Through the world of myriad hearts and phenomena embodied by fate, one can get infinitely close to fate itself, and also infinitely close to himself. Being so infinitely close to oneself and self-destroying, If you can't see other people and things, you will end up in a situation of being lonely and dissociated from the world. Not being able to see means that you can see through things, but you can't see anything. Seeing things or not seeing things, being lonely or not alone, are nothing but realities in the world. Compared with Xie Fusheng, being able to pursue destiny itself has been done according to his heart, no matter what he sees, sorrow, joy and dissociation."

"After the body became a form, how did he incarnate after the form?"

"You have so many questions." She yawned lazily, and wearily found a suitable position to snuggle, "His heart is to thoroughly understand fate, and in the barren environment for many years, he only interacted with Qin Shihuan, who is the fruit of life and death. Relying on intimacy, self-transformation is already an act of Qin's incarnation. He formed his form because of his heart, and his body because of Qin Shihuan. This form and this body are only transformed by relying on the principle of balance, not necessarily his true heart , it may not be that he is sincere."

"Then the person he's tempted is Qin Shihuan?" It was as if my heart had been cut by something, and blood dripped out, I was still extremely numb and couldn't feel any pain.

"This is the beginning, after that, I'm afraid he himself doesn't know what he is talking about..." Her weary voice gradually became weaker, and gradually became inaudible, and finally she murmured something, so soft that I could only Close your ears to listen.

"Fate...One fate and one destiny...There is no such thing as a persistent and long-lasting heart...for him to spend it...Qin Shihuan, I'm afraid he won't be able to meet his original aspiration..."

It turned out to be the case.

I embraced her tired and amazing face, only to feel that after she said these words, her face turned white with shock, no wonder she couldn't bear it and fell asleep.

However, I haven't asked you yet, about this ruthless existence...why are you crying...