What is the experience of being forced to confess

The old peacock said this when he taught him miracles.

"Hundreds of years are difficult to achieve, thousands of considerations are easy to gain and lose. Bian Xijun, although you have miracles, you also have rules and laws that you cannot escape. Fullness is easy to damage, and roundness is easy to lack. People cannot always pray to heaven and earth for gifts, and get success. There are many, layer by layer accumulation, and the effort to pay is extremely heavy.”

This is a very simple truth. He has never been a person who expects too much, so he naturally understands it in his heart, and the immortal also told him that as the owner of miracles, he can have a compromise.He can seek perfection for others, and he can also accept losses for others. For him, the price paid for miracles can be transferred by himself.

The first time he tried it himself was after healed Thrush. He was worried about the consequences of the operation, which might be too much for his sickly younger sister, so he gritted his teeth and tried to bear it for her.He was as groggy as a thrush and fell ill for several days. The girl was puzzled and frightened by this, and she lay on the bedside, her eyelashes filled with worry.Fortunately, treating the wind and cold is just a trivial matter, and the price paid is naturally not high. After being ill for a period of time, he recovered on his own. Since then, Ben Xijun has had such a secret in his heart, which he has never told anyone , not to mention another meaning under the blessing of the gods, but the believers do not doubt it, they pray to him, accept the grace of God with peace of mind, and then on a certain day, unknowingly will or Great or small sacrifices are given.

Huamei was the first person he took the initiative to replace, and he thought it would be the last one.The power that is full of light and compassion in the eyes of others is like a mysterious cloud to him, hiding shadows in the omnipotent auspicious brilliance.Whenever he casts spells on people, it's like throwing a stone at the bottom of a dark cliff. He doesn't know what kind of water sound will be heard, or a fierce beast in the pool will be awakened, open its sharp teeth, People who don't know enough to swallow it.

Bian Xijun controls the roulette wheel of gains and losses, and now he puts himself in it, and puts a weight on it, that is his own life.

He has always dared to bet on himself. If it wasn't for the surviving light before, he might have embarked on this road early.Benxi-kun wiped the rainwater off his face with his sleeves, and combed his disheveled hair carefully, like a person who is gradually walking up to the altar, dignified and solemn, and will use his own flesh and blood to light a consecration the fire.

The rain was dripping, Bian Xijun closed his eyes tightly, his pale lips were pursed into a line, and he knelt silently on the ground.This pious believer is asking the gods for the last mercy, and completes the most important request and dedication in his hands.He pressed his palm to his heart, feeling the solemn beating soaked in the rain, his fingertips were slightly closed, as if they were going to poke into his chest in the next second.

"You never like to see me perform miracles, maybe you have already guessed what is hidden in it. Even if you lost Thrush, you never mentioned to me whether you can use this to save her..." Jun said softly, "But now, how I wish you could open your eyes and take a look..."

His slender and pale fingertips, like jade discs placed in the sun, gradually became moist, as if they contained a secret and modest power, which was different from the shadows that flowed through countless times of operations. It was his most sincere and pure prayer, as if the vast rain had washed away all his distracting thoughts and sins. The black sin peacock who had been wandering in the dark night for a long time finally sacrificed himself in exchange for the belated redemption and peace. bright.

"Look..." He opened his eyes, staring fixedly at Du Wuyu's sleeping face in the blurred line of rain, and said in an erratic tone, "This is the last miracle."

The smooth fingers were lifted slightly, dripping water dripped from between the fingers, and spread under him.The obscene rain sweeping across the mountains and rivers seems to have turned into a long-lost rain at this time, accompanied by the benevolence and compassion of the gods, covering the earth lightly.The weak and persistent wishes of human beings are finally conveyed to the heavens in this rain curtain that runs through the universe.

Du Wuyu seemed to wake up suddenly from a big dream.

His body was originally full of pain, and the unhealed and broken meridians seemed to be pierced by countless ice balls, the pain made him pass out several times.With blood choked in his throat, he could feel the fishy smell rising from his body, oppressing his heart, as if he was being squeezed heavily by turbid sea water, sinking deeper and deeper, with cold rain on his wrist, like He was terrified by the hand of the ghost that was dragging him, but he was powerless to shake it off.

That's how it should be... He then thought vaguely, allowing himself to lose his mind and lose his breath and heartbeat.Slowly, the sound of the rain disappeared, the feeling of cold or warm touch disappeared, and he could no longer hear the disordered and restless breaths around him, as if the soul had been stripped from the body, and in the gap between, there was only endless darkness and Quiet.But he didn't feel flustered or even regretful, like a curled up dead leaf, waiting for the belated fading and festering.

This long death-like silence... For no reason, he felt a lingering warmth, rippling slightly, like spring water, and the withered leaves could not help being soaked and stretched.Is it a flashback?He was thinking so plainly, in the dark, it seemed as if someone held his fingers and asked him to follow them. Their steps were light and fast, like birds flying among the clouds. The man smiled and said in his ear: "Woe!" Fengxing, you go faster."

The girl's laughter was so familiar, as if they were just strolling by the river as usual, their faces flushed with green peaches and spring flowers along the way, Thrush held his hand, walked briskly, then turned around suddenly, and said to him with a smile : "Let's find brother together."

The smoked wind was like wine, which made him a little dizzy, he said dully: "Okay." He walked up quickly, walking side by side with the girl.The hands that were tightly held by each other gradually loosened during the long walk, and the beautiful figure of the girl beside him was like a faded scroll, quietly fading away, but he was still shuttling back and forth on the endless road, as if The crisp voice was still lingering in his ears, Du Wuyu raised his head, faced the vast void, and answered his promise in a trance: "Okay, let's go find him together."

Then he snapped his eyes open.

In front of his eyes was the boundless, white rain... The piercing cold water vapor stung him for a moment, and even shattered the dying dream that was as fragile as soap bubbles.He was like a lost person abandoned in the wilderness, looking around in a hurry, but when he lowered his head, he saw the person he promised to go to find, and he fell down in front of him, like a frozen bird that has not survived the severe cold Bird, body curled up, the drenched jet-black long hair is still entangled in the corner of his clothes, entangled with his relatives.A momentary sense of fear froze his mind, and Du Wuyu's hands and feet were stiff. He stood up and used trembling fingertips to brush away the loose black hair, revealing the bloodless face underneath.

"Ben..."

He tested the man's breathing with his hands, and said hoarsely, he couldn't hold on any longer, and fell down, like a woodcutter who strayed into the mountains, and when he returned, his ax was rotten, and he disappeared, and it was just a dream that only occurred to him. However, the vast world has changed, and there is no such thing as the past.He recalled dazedly that he was walking with the support of Bian Xijun with his meridians cut off, and he saw the gaze of that man in a daze. He thought this would be his last look, but now that he is still alive, Bian Xi However, Xijun was exhausted in this glimpse and lost his vitality.

Why...why did this happen...doubt, pain, guilt, despair, all these emotions were entangled and scattered, like a handful of blood that exploded in the heart.Du Wuyu picked him up, and let go of his hand again in a startled state. He said confusedly to the person who could no longer answer: "Didn't I want to save you?"

He stared at Bian Xijun's tightly closed lips, and suddenly his voice choked up: "The person who will die... Shouldn't it be me?"