I cross the cold pond

Xu Ziru seemed to wake up from a deep dream, he woke up in a boundless white.

Xu Ziru was a little puzzled, he didn't quite understand what this place was, and his memory was still stuck in the fact that he was sucked into the black mist.

Xu Ziru paused at the thought of this, and suddenly thought that Linglong seemed to have died in front of his eyes.

He rolled his Adam's apple, and walked in the mist with a sullen face.

Walking not far away, he suddenly saw a carved wooden door standing upright in the open space, Xu Ziru cautiously did not touch this door.

Moments later, a picture of five elements and eight trigrams suddenly appeared under his feet. At first, the picture was only the size of a palm, and then slowly spread to a place that he couldn't see at a glance.

Xu Ziru was silent for a moment, he stepped up and walked down the gossip line.

Xu Ziru walked in a circle, walked through seven doors, and when he returned to the starting point, it happened to be the eighth door.

"Eight gates?" Xu Ziru said to himself.

The eight formations are divided into eight gates, namely rest, life, injury, Du, scene, death, shock, and open eight gates. Among them, the gate of life is for life, and the gate of death is for death. When you enter the other gates, you will see eight gates again. .

Xu Ziru raised his eyebrows, and said to himself: "I'm good at this, can you trap me?" After speaking, he raised his head and looked up, the surroundings were still white, and there was no direction in this space.

Xu Ziru nodded, and thought to himself: "Let me choose one out of eight. I shouldn't be so unlucky. If I come up, I will choose the gate of death, right?"

Xu Ziru thinks that he has died and been born several times, and his luck should be so good that the first door can open the door of birth.

He just touched the carved wooden door that he saw for the first time, when a figure suddenly appeared beside him.

"Are you sure you want to open this door, Xu Ziru?" The voice of the speaker was very familiar.

Xu Ziru turned his head to look at the other party, and the other party also turned his head to look at him.

When the two looked at each other, it was as if they were looking in a mirror.

Xu Ziru asked, "What are you?"

The "Xu Ziru" who appeared smiled at him and said, "Do you want to open this door?"

Xu Ziru stretched out his hand to push the door open.

This "Xu Ziru" said again: "Do you feel lonely, do you want to go home.

Back to your own true home? "

Xu Ziru's hand that pushed the door paused, and he looked at the "self" that he wanted to derive out of thin air.

This "self" said again: "This world is so strange, you have a lot of things you want to tell people, but you don't know who to talk to.

You are just an ordinary person, without any lofty aspirations or great ideals, and you can't even learn some life-saving techniques. Are you really not alone?You can go back to your original world. "

Xu Ziru asked him, "Then which door should I go back from?"

This self raised his hand "Yaoyao" and pointed in a direction.

Feel free to move.

This "self" stared at him and said with a smile: "Actually, there is nothing good to be done in this weird world.

You have no friends here, no family, nothing, not even the people you love love you.

Go back, go back and live your own life. "

Xu Ziru asked, "Can I really go back?"

This self nodded with a smile: "Of course.

Your parents, relatives and friends are waiting for you, and they will always be waiting for you to go back. "

Xu Ziru nodded, as if bewitched by this "self" that popped up suddenly.

He really doesn't belong in this world, he doesn't have any sense of belonging in this world.

He should be an ordinary college student who is about to graduate. The life he will face in the future is to find a job that satisfies him. He will realize his self-worth in his work. He will meet a lover and fall in love with him. Spend the rest of your life in peace and stability.

Xu Ziru raised his leg and walked in the direction pointed by "myself".

His face is calm and his heart is open.

At that moment, all the love and hatred of life and death became trivial matters not worth mentioning.

The person next to him who looked exactly like him, the "self" stuck to him, murmuring in his ear like a raving: "Yes, go back.

This place does not belong to you, go to a place that belongs to you. "

His voice was like a mantra, wrapped around Xu Ziru's body.

Xu Ziru walked to the door he was pointing at, and a metal handle on the door was shining, as if calling Xu Ziru to go home.

Xu Ziru paused in front of the door, raised his hand slightly, and the "self" standing next to him nodded slightly.

Xu Ziru's hand rested on the place two fingers above the handle, and suddenly he tilted his head and glanced at "myself" standing beside him. He said "hey" and laughed: "Is the head of my family like this? I It turns out that I always lose everything and can't find the key, so the lock has long been replaced with a fingerprint lock."

Xu Ziru pretended to raise the thumb of his right hand, and said twice: "Do you think my fingerprint can open the house lock now?"

The expression of "myself" next to him was distorted for a moment.

Xu Ziru walked towards the next door, and smiled as he walked: "I will not enter no matter if it is the door of life or the door of death, thank you for helping me rule out a wrong answer."

He walked to the door next to him, stretched out his hand and pushed open the wooden door without the slightest hesitation, and before leaving, he smiled at his "self" and said, "Goodbye, you poor imitator."

Xu Ziru stepped into the new door, the door slammed shut behind him, and the place where he was standing was scattered like water waves.

The endless pure white receded slowly, and Xu Zi stepped on the ground, and he stood in front of the door and looked back.

A vision appeared in front of the door.

If he divides the age according to his memory, at least two parents who have not seen him for more than half a century are sitting at the dining table eating, and the two seem to have some slight disputes because of some reason.

They seem to be the same as when they left, Xu Ziru actually can't remember what the two of them looked like, this time the blurred face of the second elder suddenly became clear again, Xu Ziru looked at it for a while with a smile on his face, and finally Stretching out his hands, he pressed his lips, and with mischievous eyes, he flew a kiss to the second elder in the illusion.

"Goodbye."

As his voice fell, the illusion completely disappeared, the water lines under his feet swayed, and a huge gossip map floated up again.

Xu Ziru stared at the door behind him.

The door I left is the Jingmen in the south, and the door pointed to by the "self" who just led me to "go home" is the Southwest Death Gate.

Xu Ziru snorted, thinking that the other party pretending to be himself was uneasy and kind.

He felt relieved, and walked towards the corresponding Shengmen in the northeast direction.

Xu Ziru felt relaxed, and walked forward humming a little song.

It is really sad to part with his parents, but the 22 years of love his two elders gave him is enough to support Xu Ziru to go a long way alone.

Xu Ziru walked to the door of life, and pushed the door open without hesitation.

The little senior sister Linglong died under the monster, and many people will die under the monster too.

After Xu Ziru left Tianji Gate in this life, he wandered in this world for six years.

He has been chased by other people's dogs, stoned by uneducated children along the road; he has also been given food and water, chatted with strangers in front of the rice fields with a bumper harvest, and watched the sun rise and set.

These are very vivid lives.

He might not be able to change anything, and that's okay, at least he did it.

Xu Ziru pushed open the door and walked out.

Yan Qinghe clutched his chest and fell out of the mud-like darkness.

His usually neat clothes were messed up, and the bun on his head was loose. His hands were clenched into fists against his chest, and he raised his head abruptly after a long while.

A black shadow flew past his cheek, and the sound of "shua shua" was very clear.

"Yan Qinghe, who are you?" A black shadow passed by Yan Qinghe's ear and asked mockingly.

Yan Qinghe's eyes were calm, and he said in a cold voice: "Back!"

A black shadow scattered around his ear as if blown away by the wind, and after a while another black shadow swished around his ear.

"Yan Qinghe, do you know who you are?"

"..." Yan Qinghe frowned coldly, unmoved.

"Yan Qinghe, what are you? A puppet, a container? A ghost who has no emotion and doesn't deserve to have emotion?" The louder the mocking voice, there was a piercing laugh.

Yan Qinghe's eyes were clear, and he recited a formula: "All evils are scattered!"

The black shadow exploded into an invisible black mist, Yan Qinghe raised his foot and took a step forward, and a person stepped out of the black shadow.

The man was dressed casually, and the way he walked was lazy.

"Brother?"

Yan Qinghe suddenly choked for breath, and after a while, he said with a cold face: "What are you, pretending to be him?"

The person who looked exactly like Xu Ziru raised his hand and scratched the hair on the back of his head. He looked at Yan Qinghe and said with a smile, "Senior brother, what did you say..." Before he could finish speaking, a group of people came up behind him. The black mist engulfed him.

Yan Qinghe moved his fingers, and he couldn't help moving forward.

There were more and more black air flying past around, and one after another voices were superimposed and pierced into Yan Qinghe's ears.

"You want to see him? Do you think you can still see him, Yan Qinghe?"

"he died.

he died.

he died.

Hahahahaha. "

"he died.

You will never see him again.

You'll never see him again in your life. "

Yan Qinghe's breathing became short of breath, his chest heaved more and more, and he yelled out in a stern voice for a long time: "Shut up!"

The mocking voices of the flying black mist got louder and louder.

"It's all your fault, Yan Qinghe.

He wouldn't have died if it wasn't for you. "

"it was all your fault.

You killed him.

He liked you so much, you left him and killed him. "

"You'll never, ever see him again."

Yan Qinghe's eyes were red, and the light-colored clothes on his body were also stained black by the black mist.

Someone asked him in his ear: "Yan Qinghe, do you think he regrets it?"

The voice hahahaha laughed wildly: "He regretted it to death.

He wished he had never known you or met you in his whole life, wished that the two of you had never known each other. "

Yan Qinghe gritted his teeth and cursed out the word "scroll".

The voice was still laughing wildly in his ear.

"You have no feelings, no heart, you are not worthy of being human, you are not worthy of being human."

Yan Qinghe's black hair was scattered behind him, and countless disgusting worms seemed to be crawling on his blackened clothes, and the black worms were still twisting and twisting their bodies.

Yan Qinghe opened a pair of red eyes, and the laughter in his ears was still rampant, and he walked forward slowly as if he didn't see anything.

He saw Xu Ziru walking a few feet away in front of him. He wanted to open his mouth to call out to Xu Ziru, but found that his voice seemed thick and he couldn't make any sound. He followed Xu Ziru step by step, every step Like walking in a deeper mire.

He followed Xu Ziru to a door, and watched Xu Ziru push the door open without looking back.

Yan Qinghe followed.

And in the room of the great benefactor on the other side.

The spirit-suppressing formation has been set up, and in the room where no one saw, the black mist that engulfed several people swelled out of thin air and twisted several times.

Countless moans of pain came from the black mist.

It ran around the room and bumped around. It knocked down the screen, knocked down the ornaments, and knocked down a mahogany table in the house.

Finally, it bumped into the bed where the good man was sleeping, and slid into the good man's body with a squeak.

The room returned to silence, as if nothing had happened.

Before Xu Ziru opened his eyes, the first thing he heard was the sound of rushing water, and he heard the sound of small flying insects flapping their wings and landing on the grass leaves.

After being silent for a long time, his thoughts suddenly woke up.

It was as if everything in the world woke up in an instant.

Xu Ziru opened his eyes, and in front of him was a continuous Mianshui River, and the place he looked at was desolate.

When Xu Ziru opened his eyes, he was stunned for a long time. He felt that in his already vague memory, he seemed to have died because of a monster.

He paused.

The expression on his face changed slightly.

—— "Fuck, reborn again? Is there any end?!"

(End of volume)

The author says:

Hahaha the first volume is finished!Can anyone guess what the next part is about? Hehe

ps will not be updated tomorrow, I will enter V the day after tomorrow, thank you for your support