Demon respects after birth

[It is said that people have souls after death. Is that so? 〕

Xie Nuanyang floated in the air, feeling confused for a moment, and then covered by novelty.

[Where is this? 〕

"Wow wow wow..." A burst of crying came from the small broken room below.

Xie Nuanyang was pulled directly through the roof by a sudden suction and floated in front of a woman, who was holding a child in her arms.

"Congratulations madam, it's a boy." The woman said to the sweaty woman lying on the bed.

〔what's the situation? 〕

Xie Nuanyang was puzzled, before he figured out what was going on, he felt his soul being twisted and rotated, and he felt dizzy for a while. When he woke up, he found that he seemed to have gone to another place.

The main hall is resplendent with gold and jade, and sitting on the throne carved with red lacquer and carved dragon is a majestic middle-aged man.

[Here...is...the palace?Why am I in the palace? 〕

Xie Nuanyang was thinking, he floated in front of the emperor, and penetrated the table in front of the emperor.

[He is His Majesty...? 〕

Xie Nuanyang sighed, then became suspicious.

[I seem to want to see the emperor very much? 〕

"Follow the heavens... the emperor's edict said..."

Xie Nuanyang was immediately attracted by the eunuch who was reading the imperial decree.

[Imperial decree?What is written on it? 〕

Xie Nuanyang was curious.

[Shunzhi...something is wrong...what's wrong? 〕

Xie Nuanyang was confused.

[When did I... die? 〕

"Specially appoint Lin Yan as the prime minister, and concurrently as the grand tutor... hereby..." At this time, the eunuch finished reading the imperial decree.

[Lin Yan? 〕

Xie Nuanyang looked down at the man kneeling in front of the courtiers.

[So familiar...]

Xie Nuanyang floated over to take a closer look at that person.

"The minister leads the decree, thank you Lord Long En." Lin Yan raised his head.

〔I? 〕

Xie Nuanyang's eyes widened, he looked exactly like Lin Yan.

Suddenly Xie Nuanyang felt that his soul was completely distorted again, and he was dizzy for a while, and the scene changed again.

[Is it my life? 〕

This time Xie Nuanyang saw the old Lin Yan in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

[My name is Lin Yan?I am so dead?But how did my soul body come from when I was young...? 〕

It was the familiar soul twisting feeling again.

[Isn't it over yet? 〕

Xie Nuanyang relaxes himself, looking forward to the next scene.

〔Um?Snow? 〕

This time the scene was snowing heavily, Xie Nuanyang floated in the air and looked down, there was indeed a dilapidated thatched cottage below, he floated in.

"We can't afford to support this child!" the man with a sallow complexion and as thin as a bamboo pole said, holding back tears.

"Woooooooooooo..." The woman lying on the bed cried and tugged at the hem of the man's clothes.

The child was finally sent away, and the child was placed at the gate of a big house.

[Xie Mansion...]

Xie Nuanyang floated beside the child and looked at the gate.

The child kept crying, and his biological father watched from a distance.

The door opened, and the child was carried in and handed over to a middle-aged man who seemed to be the housekeeper. The housekeeper brought the child to the owner of the mansion.

"Madam, please give him a name." Master Xie teased the child in his arms.

"Nuanyang, how about Nuanyang?" Mrs. Xie looked at the child.

"Okay, let's call it Nuanyang." Master Xie smiled, and handed the child to Mrs. Xie, "Nuanyang, I am father, this is mother~"

"How can such a young child recognize anyone?" Mrs. Xie laughed.

[Father...mother...]

Xie Nuanyang looked at them and murmured.

The scene changed, at night, in a study.

[Sure enough, she looks the same as me, seems...more immature than me...]

Xie Nuanyang watched the child talking to Master Xie.

"Trouble dad," said the boy at last.

The scene turns again, in a small tea shed, three people are talking and laughing around a table, the child is one of the three people.

Xie Nuanyang looked at the plaque: Luoshui Town.

[So familiar...]

The scene turned again.

The child is more mature, he was collecting medicine in the woods alone, suddenly a horse rushed towards him, he was startled and fell to the ground, the horse bit his sleeve as if to take him to something He settled down and followed, the horse had blood on it, so human, it should be a horse with an owner, and its owner was injured.

[Wei...]

When Xie Nuanyang saw that person, a word suddenly flashed in his mind, Wei, Wei what?Is it his name?

The boy rescued the owner of the horse.

Xie Nuanyang knew his name.

[Wei Dingjiang...]

The scene changed again, this time in a barracks.

"General Wei, please take care of your body." That child is exactly the same as Xie Nuanyang now.

"Understood, thank you doctor." Wei Dingjiang smiled.

Wei Dingjiang stepped into the gate of hell again and again, and the child pulled him back from the gate of hell again and again.

[Emotions have gone sour...]

Xie Nuanyang watched the emotion in the child's eyes gradually change from star-eyed admiration to something he couldn't understand.

〔like? 〕

The scene changes again.

"Will we meet again?"

"Yes, definitely."

[No, I can't see you anymore. 〕

Xie Nuanyang looked at Wei Dingjiang's joyful face, and a thought popped into his mind.

The scene has changed.

"I can't do it." The child lay pale on the bed with firm eyes.

"Dad, let them out, I'll talk to them," said the boy.

[You will die. 〕

Xie Nuanyang floated in the air and looked at the child.

The last scene.

There were hungry refugees everywhere, and they approached the pale child with all kinds of agricultural tools.

"Eat him and you'll never be hungry again!"

"Eat him!"

"Eat him!!"

"Eat him!!!"

Those people shouted, raised the farm tools in their hands and smashed them down hard.

The child looked at them in disbelief, but in the end there was relief in his eyes, and deeper down, there was a trace of apology.

What is he thinking?

[This is my fate... I'm sorry, General Wei...]

Xie Nuanyang burst into tears.

The world was gradually covered by white light, Mozun touched his face with tears in his hands, and he laughed ironically.

Chi~silly... don't seal your own consciousness in the future.

"Are you...?" The old voice sounded, full of doubts.

"Junior Demon Venerable, I have met Senior Mingkong." The Demon Venerable bowed.

"...you..." The voice hesitated for a moment, "strange..."

"Just like senior?" Mozun asked with a smile.

"...You too?!" Ming Kong was surprised by that trace of consciousness.

Mozun smiled, "After leaving the secret realm, this junior will visit Tianshan Mountain, and then please be merciful, senior."

"I'm waiting for you to come." The voice laughed, and then said business, "You failed the test."

"Your junior knows." Mozun laughed, "The sun and moon dial is not the junior's property."

"You know a lot more than I imagined..." the voice sighed.

"After the meeting, the junior will tell the truth, and please don't hide it from the senior."

If he really just wanted to have fun in time, he would not deliberately approach the distant mountains. After all, there is still a glimmer of hope in his heart.

More than a month after Xie Nuanyang's death, Wei Dingjiang did not know the news of Xie Nuanyang's death. He sent a letter to Xie Nuanyang, but did not get a reply. Finally, he sent letters to two of Xie Nuanyang's best friends to inquire, and only then did he get the news of Xie Nuanyang's death. The news of Nuan Yang's death.Dr. Xie, who pulled him back from hell time and time again, died of illness?Wei Dingjiang didn't believe it, but everyone he knew told him so, so he couldn't help but not believe it.

He didn't have time to think about it. There were too many things on the border, such as stabilizing the morale of the army, guarding against sneak attacks from the Kingdom of Jin, mediating disputes among soldiers, contacting troops in other directions, inquiring about the movements of other countries, etc... the things were really serious. Too much.To be honest, Wei Dingjiang was very surprised that the other countries had no intention of attacking the Yan Kingdom.

The domestic famine is spreading, and there is no solution, because there is really nothing to eat, and refugees flock to the border, wanting to go to other countries, Yan Kingdom and Jin Kingdom are hostile countries, but no refugees come here, but The morale of the army is still disturbed, and the domestic affairs still make the soldiers uneasy in the army. They worry about their families.

Jin Guo still engages in sneak attacks all day long, not only the soldiers, but the generals are also very angry, and... the army is running out of food and grass...

Nationwide famine... Heaven's Death to Yan Country...

The border has been broken, and there is no way to recover... There is really no way to win... In that battle, both father and son of the Wei family died on the battlefield.

Wei Dingjiang was lying on the ground covered in blood, looking at the gray sky in a daze, wanting to reach out to touch something, he saw Xie Nuanyang smiling at him in the air, as if telling him to go over.

"... Doctor Xie..." Wei Dingjiang muttered, "Nuanyang..."

Only at this time, when he is about to die, does he have time to think about the person he likes.

[A Nuan...]

Wei Dingjiang wanted to call Xie Nuanyang that way for a long time, but he didn't say it out after all...

He opened his eyes slightly and gradually lost consciousness.

A vast expanse of white space.

"Little guy, you failed the test." That voice came.

Yuan Shan calmed down and recalled what he had experienced in the illusion:

"The younger generation has experienced two lives in the illusion. The first life was the old Duke of Wei, loyal to the king and the country. The first half of his life galloped on the battlefield to guard the country; the second half of his life fought with courtiers to secure the country. This is loyalty, righteousness, Faith, Wisdom, and Courage.”

"The second life is Wei Dingjiang, the general of Wei, who died in the army all his life... The first life is the great-grandfather of the second life, and both are generals. The younger generation is stupid. I don't know what the second life means. Can the senior tell the reason?"

"The second test is decisiveness and kindness." The voice said with admiration.

Yuan Shan thought for a moment: "The sentence about the death of Yan Kingdom..."

"it is true."

"...I see, this junior understands. Thank you senior for reminding me." Yuan Shan bowed and bowed, "I don't know why senior specially left this junior behind?"

The voice paused for a long time before it sounded.

"...The child with you, I put him and you together for assessment."

Yuan Shan has a bad feeling.

"His first life was called Lin Yan, and his last life was called Xie Nuanyang."

Yuan Shan was silent for a moment: "He has passed the test..."

“How come you see?”

"Lin Yan is loyal and patriotic, and Xie Nuanyang is compassionate."

"He didn't get the sundial."

"?" Yuan Shan was puzzled, it shouldn't be...

"He's too merciful. By the way, I forgot to tell him that you were taking the assessment in an illusion." The voice was smiling.

"……so……"

"Remember to talk to him after you go out."

"Junior understands."

Will you remember to say it?

Of course I don't remember.

"You are very good, you can come again in 120 years."

The secret realm will reopen after 120 years, but at present, he will spend another 20 years in this secret realm before he can leave.

"Thank you senior for your appreciation."

Yuan Shan's consciousness gradually blurred.

It should be returning to the original body.

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Tianshan.

On the top of Tianshan Mountain, there is a stone table and two stone benches. On the table is a jade chessboard and black and white chess pieces. Two men in white are sitting opposite each other. They are Mo Yan and Mingkong, and they are playing chess.

"What's wrong?" Mo Yan asked Ming Kong.

"It's nothing, I just met two interesting juniors." Mingkong laughed.

"Oh... Ming Kong..." Mo Yan wanted to mention that matter again.

"Fellow Daoist Moyan, it's not that I don't give it to you. The sun and moon dial was taken away by Heaven when I first made it. Although I can perceive its existence and even leave consciousness on it, I am not it after all. Master." Ming Kong interrupted him, pointing to the sky, "It is."

"Cough... play chess, play chess..." Mo Yan said in a concealed manner.

"Fellow Daoist Mo Yan is still going to stalemate with me here?" Ming Kong asked.

"Where is it, it's just that the game of chess is only halfway through, let's finish it." Mo Yan laughed.

"...how long can you hold on to the underworld? It's better to find other ways." Ming Kong seriously persuaded, "The sun and moon dial are destined to be the darlings of the heavens, and the heavens don't necessarily want us to live, sons of the heavens." He may not necessarily save the world, he may also destroy the world."

Mingkong's eyes were full of seriousness, but deeper, it was full of vicissitudes and exhaustion.

He has seen death.