[Bottle Evil Colleague] Ink Dawn

"Of course, as long as you are willing to help me, the benefits will not be small. As an advance payment, I can tell you something first."

I smiled wryly and said:

"Do we have any other choice?"

The demigod smiled and said:

"No."

Poker-finger and I were able to survive miraculously before. He should have saved us. Now I am almost certain of this.But honestly, I hate him.

At this time, I didn't want to lower my figure and beg him, so I turned my head to look at the lake, and raised my hand to signal him to speak quickly, and don't pretend to be so tiring.

He didn't care about my sudden change of attitude, and said lightly:

"It's a little troublesome to explain, so I can only start with myself.

"As for me, a long time ago, I was just an ordinary human being. The general background you should have heard from the mouth of that neither human nor ghost in Kaifeng. I was an ordinary soldier in the Zhao army at that time.

"At that time, there were not enough people at the top, so we recruited soldiers. There were only two males in my family, my brother and I, and one of them had to be selected. But my brother had eye problems, he was just an ordinary farmer, and his health was not good. If he went there, he would definitely not come back. And I am different. Although I am young, I have learned one and a half moves from boxers in the town since I was a child. I am strong and powerful, and my chance of survival is much higher than my brother.

"When the conscription order from above came down, A Niang kept telling my brother that I would enlist in the army in his name.

"When I was young, besides Aunt, the closest thing I had was my brother. At that time, I didn't know the cruelty of war, so I agreed, and the next day I found an excuse to lie to my brother, and set off to the conscription office by myself.

"My brother is an honest farmer, he is relatively shy and introverted, and he doesn't have much contact with people in the town. By the time he knows that I have served him in the army, it will be too late.

"As for my team, you all know what happened later. They were all buried alive by the Qin army. I was lucky. The day before I was captured, I served as a scout on a mission to a nearby hill. After being discovered by the enemy, I killed him on the spot. died, and threw it down the mountain.

"I didn't realize it for a long time after that. Now that I think about it, it should have been a hundred years before the corpse transformed into what you call zongzi—the lowest kind, which has no intelligence but instinct."

When he said this, we happened to be walking to Baidi, and the tourists around us were noisy and noisy, but I only felt chills in my body, as if I was not in the same world as them.

"During that time, the 40 compatriots who were murdered also turned up their corpses because of the grievances before they died. The place where the corpses were piled up was full of yin, and everyone's ability to act was stronger than ordinary rice dumplings, and the survival of the fittest began.

"I may have moved a certain distance unconsciously, and was finally attracted by Yin Qi, and joined the fighting evolution between them.

"At the beginning of the fight, I was definitely not the strongest among them, but after I gradually honed my consciousness, I realized that most of them gave way to me instinctively. It's not like they were afraid, but more It's like a voluntary compromise.

"Because of this advantage, I defeated many powerful opponents, and finally absorbed three-quarters of the essence, and became what I am now. Let's use your concept, a half-human, half-god.

"Even with the current ability, I still have no memory of my life at that time, unable to integrate into the life of normal human beings, and have little connection with the so-called 'God' class, doing nothing all day long.

"Then suddenly one day, I began to think about why those zongzi would instinctively let me go, and I began to wonder what kind of person I was, what kind of experiences I had, and whether I had family and friends like ordinary human beings.

"Anyway, I had nothing to do, so I went back there, found a village to live in seclusion, and gradually found out a legend that has been passed down for many years.

"They said that after Qin Jun pitted Zhao, the place where the corpses were piled up was so full of resentment that no one dared to set foot in it, so no one went to collect the corpses.

"But there is only one one-eyed honest young man who walks thousands of miles from his hometown to this extremely shady place every year during the slack season to dig out the bones one by one and look at them carefully.

"The local people asked him, why do you come to find the bones every year? He said, looking for his own brother. The local people also said, there are 40 bones buried in this place. How can you find them? He said, as long as Keep looking, and one day you will find it.

"Later, the young lady left. He had fulfilled his filial piety, so he simply moved to a hut near the corpse site by himself. Apart from planting a few acres of land to support himself, he spent all his time accumulating Spend in the corpse field. 360 five days a year, rain and snow do not stop.

"However, it is too difficult to find one corpse among the 40 corpses. After a few years, the corpses in the field can no longer be distinguished from the appearance before birth.

"It stands to reason that most people should have given up by this time, but that young man didn't. He was afraid of missing his younger brother, so he took every bone that was dug up as his own brother's body and buried it properly.

"Because there were too many people, he couldn't afford a coffin, so he saved as much food as possible from his mouth and replaced it with cloth, wrapped the corpse and buried it. It was not buried naked, and he did his best.

"It went on like this until his death.

"The place where the corpses were piled up was too cloudy, and his health was not good. Even at that time, he didn't live very long. The local people were shocked by his persistence during his lifetime, and set up a 'sacrifice for brothers' to commemorate him. This little-known history."

Having said that, the demigod stretched out his hand and pinched the center of his brow, took a deep breath, and continued after a long time: "When I heard the legend, I almost immediately retrieved the memory of my life, and I also know that those zongzi let me My reason - my brother's kindness for burying them well, after all, they owe him a great favor, which makes them instinctively grateful to his blood relatives, that is, me.

"It was also from that day that I finally had a reason to live. I want to find my brother again in the vast crowd, and then spend my whole life to repay his kindness...Wu Xie, don't look at me with that kind of eyes. So far, I have no need to lie to you."

I spread my hands and said calmly:

"No, ever since I met the blood-corpse confinement woman, I saw the ultimate after the bronze door, and then I met you. I don't think anything is impossible in this world. People can't always be imprisoned by their own one-sided common sense and self-righteousness. Believe it or not, the only difference is whether you have come into contact with areas that are difficult for ordinary people to touch. I just feel that I am listening to a true 'mythical' story, and it just so happens that this story is beyond my expectations."

The demigod turned around and took a look at me, admiringly, and continued: "You are very receptive, back then I didn't believe in the theory of reincarnation, I thought those were just beliefs fabricated by human beings to comfort myself. But my brother didn’t turn into rice dumplings at that time. I found his bones and knew that he walked cleanly. But how to put it, I always felt that I could find him, and this became my one. A long-cherished wish.

"No matter how much you struggle with that thing in Kaifeng, it's just a matter of raising my hand to accept him, but if I become a real god, I have to leave here. I don't want to bear it, so I keep it and don't kill it.

"Later, I searched all over the country, but after another hundred years of searching, there was still no clue at all.

"Until one day, when I went to Chang'an City, I suddenly found that the residents in the city were rushing to tell each other that the Holy Monk had returned, and the Holy Majesty would go out of the city to greet him personally. I had a lot of free time at that time, so I followed the crowd. I want to see what kind of person it is that all the civil and military personnel of the Manchu Dynasty came out of the palace to welcome.

"At just one glance, I felt that the holy monk seemed to be worthy of his reputation, with a dignified appearance, and his behavior was definitely not like ordinary people. My heart moved, and I had some premonitions.

"The holy monk later built an 'ancestral court' called the White Horse."

Hearing this, I finally realized how familiar this incident was, and couldn't help interrupting him: "Did that happen in AD 67?"

The demigod nodded in agreement, ignored my helpless expression, and continued:

"One night, I sneaked into the White Horse Temple and came to the door of the meditation room of the abbot. At that time, I asked for something, but I didn't dare to neglect it. I knocked on the door out of politeness, saying that I had something to ask for advice.

"As soon as I finished speaking, the host inside called back, saying that he knew what I wanted to ask, no need to say anything else, as long as I do one thing, I will be able to meet the destined person again."

It is only now that Poker Bottle finally had his first conversation with the demigod—although I always felt that he knew the answer to the question before he spoke, but he still asked, "What are you doing?"

The demigod glanced at Poker Bottle meaningfully, and said in a low voice:

"Do good."

He looked at the rippling lake in the distance again:

"He asked me to do good deeds, saying that it was the only way for me to see my brother again, and that someone would count my merits in the dark, and I would always get what I deserved when I deserved it, and I would not be missing.

"At that time, I also half-believed, but there was really no other way, so I held the idea of ​​giving it a try and persisted until now.

"The day I met you, I saw at first glance that you were going to kill me. I wanted you to die, but I didn't want to see blood, so I just blew up the mountain. By the way, by the way, even if you kill me then It's useless for me, my fate, without my own consent, can't be taken away by just a small stone.

"After you were trapped to death, I was afraid that some innocent people would be affected by the landslide, so I stayed there for a few weeks to check the situation. That is, one day during those weeks, I woke up in the morning and suddenly had a strange feeling. premonition.

"I followed my instinct all the way to Mount Seven Buddhas, and in the main hall of the Temple of Seven Buddhas, I saw a child.

"The kid was ordinary, nothing different. But at first glance, without any reason or trait, I was sure it was him.

"At that moment, I told myself plainly: I have been searching for thousands of years, and finally found the person I was looking for. It was in that hall, only a few steps away from me."

Demigod smiled, turned his head away, and looked embarrassed: "I was so happy at the time, and in a hurry, I also considered that he would not have the memory of his previous life after all. I was afraid of scaring him, so I jumped up I went to peek at him from the beam of the monastery. From his prayer, I learned that he is a senior high school student who is about to take the college entrance examination. His parents accompanied him to the temple to pray for blessings. His wish is to be admitted to the Department of Biology of Zhejiang University.

"You also know that it is extremely easy for me to make that wish come true, but I can't rush forward. I thought about it, how can I get to know him again and become a brother with him in a non-obtrusive identity, Live with him for the rest of my life. After that, I think it’s good to be a roommate in the same room in college, close to the water, and justifiable...

"After arranging everything, I thought of you. I prayed for thousands of years of fate, and finally got good results. I think you are like lucky stars, bringing me luck. So I went back to save you, even though he was dying at the time. "

"Afterwards, the progress is as you can see. I moved my hands and feet, and I was admitted to the Department of Biology of Zhejiang University with him. I lived in a dormitory with only two people and became good buddies. By the way, Wu Xie, I am now I've become your junior, hello senior."

I numbly nodded and said:

"Student, you're welcome, why am I embarrassed?"

"But you also know that I can barely be considered a god, and my lifespan is too long. At the end of this life, it is impossible to walk the same path as him. This point... Brother Zhang, you should understand me."

Poker-Face ignored him, turned his head and took a deep look at me, and in the end he just let out a "hmm" like a sigh.

"After living with him for a period of time, I wondered why I had sought fate for thousands of years.

"I failed to live and work with him in my previous life, and I want to make up for him in this life, which is also my long-cherished wish for thousands of years.

"Thinking about it this way... I think it's time to abandon some things. God cannot live forever, but I still have at least a thousand years of life. Now I am determined to give up those life spans and continue to live with him as an ordinary human being. But this kind of thing is not something I can do alone. On a whim, I decided to share the number of lives equally with you. In this way, not only will I not have to deal with it in the end, but I will also have the lifespan of an ordinary human being, and live in peace. Walking the same path as him is killing two birds with one stone.

"Just like my godhead, tampering with the lifespan of human beings as a demigod also requires their own consent... You should feel your body is getting better this morning, because I have given up my lifespan .

"If you have something to give, you don't need to think too much. I'm just helping myself. Now, all you need is your consent. Whether you agree or not, give me an answer immediately."

As he said, this is beneficial and not harmful to us, but I still leave the decision-making power to Poker, and I support it no matter what, so I kept silent and waited for his reply.

Poker-Face was silent for a while, and asked him:

"If we agree, how much time do we have?"

"I discussed this with him. There is a price to be paid for transferring the number of lives, so it is calculated by ten times. It is almost... 120 years left."

Poker bottle didn't hesitate after hearing this, and quickly nodded in agreement, and my heart also relaxed, knowing that the whole thing has come to an end, and it finally came to light.

Perhaps, we can also join hands in peace and stability like ordinary people who have always envied.

The demigod continued to walk along the lake for a while in silence after Poker Fing nodded. I was keenly aware that his pace gradually slowed down, and then cold sweat fell from his forehead.

On the contrary, the old wounds left on my body in the past few years seemed to have been erased for nothing, and there was no soreness anymore, and a joy of regaining a new life couldn't stop churning from my heart.

I turned my head to look at Poker Ping. He was calm on the surface, but he clenched his fists in private, and he seemed to have similar feelings to me.

The demigod insisted on walking two more steps, and finally couldn't hold it anymore. He slumped on the bench beside the road and smiled wryly, "Sure enough, it's not a small burden for me. While I'm resting, if you still have Feel free to ask me any questions, I think, after this time, there should not be many chances for us to meet."

I thought about it and said:

"I have a rough idea of ​​the rules in Ultimate, but what exactly is it? Is it a so-called complete 'god'? Or is it a collection of beliefs, the center of a world?"

Demigod thought for a while before saying:

"You have always misunderstood the definition of 'God'.

"The 'god' I'm talking about is not sacred and inviolable, ruthless and selfless, as described in the legends and fantasy novels you usually hear, and is very different from human beings.

"In this way, let me give you the simplest and easy-to-understand example. For example, humans and gods go to a supermarket that has never been in at the same time. Humans may list the things they need in advance, and then purchase according to the signs in the supermarket. God only needs a few minutes, because he doesn’t think about what he needs in advance, and he takes things that he may need in the future based on intuition. And the things he buys are likely to be purchased more than ten years later It will come in handy at a certain special moment, and before that moment comes, God himself does not know that he will use that thing. This is the most basic difference, and I can’t say it well, after all, I am only a half-assed person.

"Do you still remember that I was able to predict the number of your moves? That is the result of using this perception to maturity.

"And what I must tell you is that God is not as ruthless as you imagine, on the contrary, God is more emotional than man.

"Although I haven't seen the one in Ultimate, I have heard some rumors about him. He is a very poor god.

"He is not addicted to Zhang Qiling, and he doesn't want them to die behind the bronze gate. Unfortunately, this world is so corrupt that it needs human sacrifices to continue to operate. He just played a difficult and careful role in maintaining balance. In fact, if he wants to , he can completely leave the bronze door and live his own life leisurely. But then, the end of mankind will come. As I said before, gods are very emotional. Only when people suffer, will they stay there.

"Those restless trash from the Zhang family wanted to use Zhang Qiling to threaten him. He was actually very aware of this, but he couldn't resist, because his own strength was far from enough to maintain the balance of the world. Whether it was out of good intentions or not, He needs Zhang Qiling to trade less for more.

"Every time Zhang Qiling is thrown into the Bronze Gate, he must personally torture them for the so-called righteousness, and draw strength to maintain the balance of the world. This incident made him very painful. He knew in his heart that the fate of the Zhang family was tragic, and he pitied every Zhang Qiling , and even shed tears for their death. But at the same time, he was helpless because of the conflict between his extreme sensibility and his remaining rationality.

"Ultimate has been serving the world for a long time, and selflessly serving only the world. He never wants anyone to sacrifice, but he needs energy to supply the world.

"In other words, why does the Zhang family have to die again and again? Because human beings have not created enough value, nor have they contributed enough to the entire world. Ultimately, there is no usable energy, so they will directly deprive the lives of elite human beings to maintain the operation of this world. .

"The Zhang family suffers not because of anything else, but because some human beings don't want to make progress.

"Ultimately, what I hate the most are human beings who are not motivated. Human beings who have finally evolved to the point where they are today cannot stand still, should not be satisfied with the status quo, and should not spend their days in a daze. Human contributions should not be limited to their own food and clothing. , to live a valuable life. And the Zhang family is atoning for the sins of all those who do not want to make progress.

"This is the truth, unfortunately, few people in the world can clearly realize this.

"Brother Zhang, why did you break through Ultimate's control and escape from the Bronze Gate with Wu Xie's help? Indeed, you are the strongest Zhang Qiling ever. This is the biggest reason. But Ultimate's secret help also counts. One of the reasons.

"In the end, he likes Wu Xie very much, because for thousands of years, there has never been an outsider who can help Zhang Qiling to such a point, ignoring life and death, and even everything about himself. In the end, while being surprised, he was deeply moved by the story of the two of you. Moved, decided to take a gamble.

"So when you took that stone and went to the Bronze Gate to rescue Zhang's little brother, you might be thinking in the end, this is an unprecedented opportunity, if you give it a go, maybe a miracle will happen, maybe it can help you escape from the sea of ​​suffering So he used that strange stone as a medium to release the last Zhang Qiling of the Zhang family, and gave him some of his human feelings—you didn’t disappoint him, he made the right bet. With my life filling him, he can A hundred years of happiness, no need to watch Zhang Qiling being wronged and sacrificed in front of his eyes. I guess he must be very happy now.

"As for the Zhang family's garbage that is trying to threaten the ultimate, I can only say... Sometimes, people are more ruthless than gods."

After that, the demigod told us to go to the bronze gate as soon as possible. In the end, I couldn't open the gate from the inside. I needed the ghost seal to liberate it, and I urgently needed outsiders to save it.After I agreed, the three fell into silence.

I'm still digesting what the demigod said just now, because it really subverts my three views, but it's really reasonable.

But the facts are absolutely cruel to the Zhang family.I turned my head to look at Poyoufeng, and found that he was not thinking, but was looking at the West Lake and the lonely mountain in the distance, his eyes were empty.

It's good for him to let go like this, which shows that at this point, he no longer cares about the right and wrong of the past.

Letting go is a good thing for him now.He will have a new start and a new life.I am really happy for him.

The demigod gasped for a while, with tired eyes, stood up soon, and said goodbye to us: "By the way, I almost forgot to introduce myself. I have long forgotten my previous name. You can call me Motu."

"Mo Tu?"

I recited it in a low voice, thinking that this is the so-called highlighting the Buddha's heart?

"Yes, Motu."

The demigod smiled meaningfully, turned around and disappeared into the hustle and bustle of people by the West Lake, and soon disappeared.