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Xie Changming woke up again on a warm spring day.

His consciousness was a little fuzzy, as if he was still stuck in a sinking abyss.There is no light in the abyss, except for clusters of bright green mottled light spots, which are the greedy eyeballs of hungry ghosts.Going down, there are no more hungry ghosts, they just keep falling, and they can't feel the passage of time.In the end, even the pain, happiness and memory disappeared.

So far, it can be regarded as dead.

Someone's voice sounded from beside his ears like thunder, waking Xie Changming completely awake: "Boy, you won't die!"

Xie Changming opened his eyes, he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, he was instinctively afraid of light, everything in front of him was blurry, so he raised his hand to cover the too strong sunlight, and looked around.

As far as the eye can see, there are clumps of greenery, spreading down the gentle slope. Ten steps away, there are many peach trees growing together, and the trees are full of pink flowers, like clouds at dusk.

Here is a bright spring, obviously, not the abyss.

The abyss is a narrow and narrow crack, bottomless, and indeed bottomless—the rumors of flaming magma underneath are especially unbelievable.For this point, Xie Changming, who jumped over the abyss twice, has the most say.

The man bent down, as if he wanted to help Xie Changming up, and was overjoyed: "I thought I accidentally stepped on a dead person! Fortunately, you are fine, otherwise it would be disrespectful to the dead."

He paused, and added: "If you really die, you have to report to the police, how troublesome."

Xie Changming turned his head and didn't pay attention to that hand. Weeds brushed his cheeks, almost covering his sight, but he still saw a dead tree less than three feet growing not far from his left hand, which was out of place in the spring light , but it is familiar as expected.

He knows the tree.

There used to be a fruit growing on that tree, it was bright red, it looked very nice against the snow, but I can't remember the taste, probably not very tasty.It was eaten by Xie Changming when he was dying, which saved his life and became the beginning of his bad luck.

From this, he, Xie Changming finally confirmed that he had indeed lived again.

But Xie Changming was not nervous.

After all, it is the third life, Xie Changming is very calm.He raised his head and saw a woodcutter of medium height, wearing bunt, carrying firewood behind him, holding an axe, looking at him.

Xie Changming immediately lost consciousness after eating the unlucky fruit, was covered by heavy snow, and lay here for three years.Drinking dew and dining in the wind during this period, the same piece of dead wood is no different, it almost grows together with the wild flowers and weeds here, and the body shape cannot be seen.The woodcutter went up the mountain to collect firewood, and accidentally tripped over his leg as he walked by, and almost fell. He thought it was a fallen dead log, and when he pushed aside the grass, he found a person lying there.

I don't know if it is a person, a ghost, or a corpse.

Seeing that Xie Changming was able to stand up, the woodcutter felt relieved and asked, "Why are you here?"

Xie Changming had been lying in the open air for three years, and the burlap clothes that had been washed white were even tattered and torn. When he moved at this moment, countless weeds fell on his body, and his face was covered with mud. Jiufen is like a savage.

Fortunately, Xie Changming is not a savage. Although he looks similar, he should be able to communicate and speak, although he is not very proficient because he has not spoken for a long time.

The woodcutter is a warm-hearted person. Seeing that Xie Changming was young, he first criticized him for how he could play like this, and then asked which family he was from. After they all went down the mountain, they would go to his house to sue.

In the end, he said in a very firm tone: "I brought you home, I can be regarded as your savior, you should treat me to a meal."

Xie Changming didn't listen. He lowered his eyes and saw the new ax that the woodcutter was holding, which hadn't been used yet. He could see his own face reflected on the shiny ax surface.

It was Xie Changming when he was 13 years old.There is also a wild flower blooming on the temples, which looks rather embarrassing and ridiculous.

Xie Changming wiped his face and picked off the flower without throwing it away.

He should not have been awakened by the woodcutter. In his first unreborn life, a palm-sized bird coveted the flower growing on his sideburns, but clumsily pecked him with its short, blunt beak. forehead, he will wake up from a deep sleep.

Later, Xie Changming caught that stupid bird and raised it for more than ten years.

It wasn't planned that way in the beginning.

Xie Changming is not the kind of rich man who is raised in a heap of brocade and has no worries about food and clothing. He has a natural overflow of sympathy for such a stupid bird.He grew up in a small border town in the north, his family was barren, and he had three older brothers and two older sisters. He had to learn how to fill his stomach since he was a child, so he didn't show any mercy.

At that time, he woke up from a deep sleep, starved for three years, and wanted to roast the stupid bird that was hitting his hand.

But not baked.It is purely that stupid bird who can cry too much, seeing that it is going to be swallowed by someone, the tears shed extinguished the slight fire that had been ignited by countless winds and rains, and by the way even the fire was soaked, no longer Can't get it up.Xie Changming had no choice, he was not a blood-drinking wild man, so he could only let that stupid bird go.Who knew that stupid bird thought it had been greatly wronged, and would not leave after it was let go. Relying on the fact that there was no fire, it blatantly followed behind Xie Changming, rushing up to peck him from time to time when it was not prepared.

It's really a bad relationship.

These are all past events, Xie Changming no longer thinks about them, the most important thing is to deal with the present.

The woodcutter was about in his early 30s, and he did rough work all the year round. Although he was not tall, he was very strong, and he really wanted to have a good meal for his savior.

Food, of course, is impossible.

Xie Changming took a look at him, pondered for a moment, and compared their statures.He had only been lying there for three years, and his body was very weak.There are some magic seals cast by the aura of heaven and earth that can be used, but it is a pity that the whole body seems to be rusted, and the movements are trembling. If you are not careful, you will form the wrong seal.

After reaching the conclusion, Xie Changming calmly said to the woodcutter, "I escaped from the northern border."

The woodcutter scratched his head: "The northern border? The weather has been good in recent years, and I have never heard of any disaster in the northern border."

Xie Changming has lived two lifetimes, he has cultivated to be an immortal, he has been the head of a demon, he has slain demons and demons, and he has also destroyed the sect of cultivators of immortals, but he is still a very honest person. When it was crushed, it fled to the south and came here."

The woodcutter thought for a long time: "The snow disaster happened three years ago. You have been here for three years? No wonder you look like this."

Xie Changming didn't agree with his words, and corrected him earnestly: "I only slept for one night."

The woodcutter said "ah", obviously not believing the truth that Xie Changming had been asleep for three years, and muttered in a low voice, "I'm afraid I'm not a fool!"

Xie Changming held the wild flowers in his hands, as if he didn't hear the woodcutter's words: "I'm telling the truth."

The woodcutter saw that he was serious, not confused like a fool, and struggled again. He couldn't help but think of another possibility: He heard that there are spirits haunting the mountains, who look like ordinary people, but are ignorant of the world and behave strangely. Human food.

Thinking of this, the woodcutter couldn't help but take two steps back, and carefully looked at the young man who was awakened by him, no matter how unusual he looked.

If it's really a ghost, if you don't eat now, you may not be very hungry!

Whether it was a fool or a ghost, the woodcutter didn't dare to ask any more questions, and he didn't want to eat, so he said a few perfunctory words and left in a hurry.

Xie Changming looked at the back of the woodcutter calmly.

Those untimely truths were said to fool the woodcutter, Xie Changming didn't want to go down the mountain, he still had things to do.

The current trivial matters are over, so it is natural to look for his stupid bird.

Every time Xie Changming wakes up, he wakes up slightly differently, and I don't know what went wrong.On the same spring day, in the first life, I was awakened by a stupid bird; in the second life, I woke up naturally, which had nothing to do with the stupid bird; now, I met a woodcutter.

At the beginning of raising it, Xie Changming thought that the stupid bird was smarter. Later, he realized that it was too smart, could understand human speech, and could write with ink on its paws, so he guessed that it was a natural beast. Even so, it was still a small waste.

After all, Xie Changming had never heard of an innate spirit beast that couldn't take shape after being raised for more than ten years.

That little trash is small and exquisite, the size of a palm, with a round face and short beak, and a body of mixed gray and white fur. It is not as beautiful as ordinary birds.But Xie Changming has watched it for a long time, and he has a kind of deep friendship that a father does not dislike his son's ugliness, so he also finds it very cute.

Xie Changming used to be a six-year-old at home, so he named it Xie Xiaoqi after his own surname.

Xie Xiaoqi, as a stubborn little oil bottle, has no self-knowledge at all, is too lively and troublesome.It is better in the human world, knowing restraint, eating a few fresh fruits every day is enough.In the world of comprehension, things got even worse. He had to drink snow water and eat fairy fruits. He didn't grow much hair, but if he didn't eat well, he would shed his hair, and shed tears when he lost his hair. He became a little bald bird.

This title was too lethal, if Xie Xiaoqi heard it, he might cry until tears could flood the room, even Xie Changming only screamed in his heart, and couldn't say it out loud.

All these made Xie Changming very helpless, so he had no choice but to satisfy its excessive needs. Most of the spirit stones were used to buy fairy fruits, and he was often struggling.

Xie Changming has raised Xie Xiao so carefully for more than 70 years, but he still can't change form, and he can't learn spells.Even if there is some spiritual power, no matter how flexible the bird's claws are, it can't make seals, can't hold a sword, and has no self-protection power. It is a complete little trash.

But now, due to an inexplicable and unknown deviation, Xie Xiaoqi in the third life has not met Xie Changming, and I don't know if he was bullied by other birds or beasts, or maybe he was caught by someone, and his hair was plucked and placed in tears. Roast on the extinguished fire.

Xie Changming was certain: that spoiled little trash couldn't live without him.

When the woodcutter was far away, Xie Changming took a few steps forward and reached out to break off a peach branch full of pink flowers.

He bent down and pushed aside the weeds, revealing a piece of clean soil, ready to draw a spirit-seeking array.

This is a partial formation method, the drawing method is complicated, and it is not very useful, so not many people can draw it.This formation is mainly to use the medium to search for things with spiritual power within a certain range, and no matter whether it is living or dead, it will appear.

This is an ordinary barren mountain, there are no spiritual veins around, and the spiritual energy is thin, presumably there are not many spirits and monsters, if Xie Xiaoqi is indeed on this mountain, it will be a good time to find the stupid bird with only spiritual power.

Xie Changming used peach branches as brushes and peach blossoms as a medium to roughly draw the magic circle.

Xie Xiaoqi is a very flirtatious bird, and now it is the season of peach blossoms, wherever the peach blossoms go on the barren hills, it is possible to find their whereabouts.

But the magic circle without spiritual power is not much different from ordinary ghost painting symbols, and it must be activated with spiritual power.Xie Changming woke up for less than half an hour, and he couldn't change his spiritual power.But fortunately, this is a useless magic circle, which can neither attack nor defend, but it can screen out things with spiritual power, and the required spiritual power is not much.And there is spirit in heaven and earth, even if you don't practice it, there is a thin spirit in the blood of all things that are born naturally that can be injected into the magic circle.

Xie Changming cut his finger, dripped blood on the peach branch, drew the eyes of the formation, injected spiritual energy, and activated the formation.

Unexpectedly, when the blood fell on the peach branch, it caught fire immediately, and a golden flame ignited—it was said to be burning, but it was not accurate, and the part licked by the tongue of fire disappeared out of thin air.

Xie Changming was startled, pulled off half of his sleeves, and wrapped the burning peach blossom branches. The fire spread to the coarse cloth, still slowly devouring it.

In the previous two lives, Xie Changming's blood was ordinary blood, no different from others.Could it be that he was reborn twice, or jumped into the abyss twice, could he become something else?

Xie Changming didn't know how to extinguish the fire, so he instinctively tried to blow on the golden flame, and the fire suddenly disappeared, turning into a cloud of hazy white mist, the mist dissipated, the peach branches had disappeared, half of the coarse cloth remained, There are no ashes, or other traces, as if it never existed.

Xie Changming wrote down these things, he knew there was something weird about them, so he could only study them slowly later.

The most important thing now is to find the bird he has raised for more than ten years.

In Xie Changming's second life, he didn't meet the little bald hair when he woke up, and he couldn't find it for 17 years.Heard of it only when dying.

At that time, Xie Changming was imprisoned in the dungeon. He was a devil in the 33 Demon Heaven, which was full of evil and everyone was punished.

Three days later, he will be thrown into the abyss.

But being imprisoned here is not because Xie Changming is a devil, but because he ate that unknown fruit when he was ten years old to satisfy his hunger.Heaven sent an oracle, saying that the fruit was formed from the resentment of the hungry ghosts in the abyss, and it was the source of the collapse of ritual and music, the inhumanity of the sky, and the immorality of all things.

This fruit was eaten by Xie Changming, and the two merged into one. He naturally became the evil among evils. He had to plunge into the abyss, feed the hungry ghosts with his body, and return the resentment to the original place, so as not to affect the world anymore.

The misfortune of Xie Changming's two generations all stemmed from this.

His 30-year-old became a catastrophe, and he did not cross it twice, and died at the age of 29 each time.As if it was a trick of fate, the life that should have ended at the age of ten must be returned at the age of 30.

Xie Changming was hunted down for one year and three months, beheading 47 Mahayana monks and 24 demon heads in the 33 Motianli.

There are less than ten Mahayana monks left in the world, and no one in the world can kill Xie Changming.

The one who came last was not a demon, nor a monk in the Mahayana period, but a little Taoist priest in the foundation establishment period.

The little Taoist priest was just seventeen or eighteen years old and very weak. He thought that Xie Changming, the demon leader in the rumors, had a vicious appearance and drank blood. , looks no different from those senior brothers in the sect, except that he is too handsome.

But he will not be deceived by Xie Changming's appearance, forgetting that he is a notorious devil, the little Taoist bravely said: "You have seen the oracle, right? If the evil in the world can't get evil results, the way of heaven will want the evil in this world." Half the souls throw themselves into the abyss to make up for the lack of resentment."

Xie Changming sat on the cliff, holding the knife of no return, he didn't kill him, and ignored him.

The little Taoist thought that he was responsible for the safety of all the people in the world, and puffed out his chest: "My father told me that you have been looking for a bird. Broken contact, missing Lingshi."

"Presumably this bird is very important to you."

Perhaps because of the mention of this bird, Xie Changming raised his head and glanced at him.

The little Taoist priest's blue Taoist robe was swollen by the wind, and he asked: "Then how can you be sure that the little bird will not die in this catastrophe? Half of the creatures in the world, can it be so lucky?"

Xie Changming lowered his eyes halfway, staring at the knife of no return that had been used for ten years. The blade was so black that he couldn't see or illuminate anything.

In his previous life, he used the Qingyan Saber, which was different from the No Return Saber, which was famous for killing, it was a beautiful saber.

In this life, he changed his sword, fell into a demon, and cultivated much more advanced, but he didn't meet that stupid bird.

Xie Changming still remembers the first time he held a knife because that greedy stupid bird provoked a vicious dog, and he never let it go.

But this time is different.

Xie Changming smiled and put the knife back into its sheath.

His little bald hair has always been unlucky, Xie Changming didn't want to gamble this time.

He said to the little Taoist priest: "I want you to find it, send someone to protect it, don't let it get hurt, be bullied by others, and don't disturb it. But give it enough fairy fruits and spiritual springs, so that it can grow up well. "

In fact, Xie Xiaoqi also likes gems, luminous pearls, and rare spirit grass and fairy flowers. If you raise them, spirit stones will bloom faster than running water.But in this life, Xie Changming couldn't protect him by his side, and those things that were too precious were a disaster rather than a blessing.

Three days after Xie Changming entered the dungeon, someone pushed open the door, stepped down [-] steps, and walked to the dungeon where Xie Changming was held. look at that person's face.

Xie Changming remembered that the man lit a glazed lamp, which was inlaid with emeralds, and what was lit inside was not a candle, but a night pearl emitting a dim yellow light.

The man asked, "Is your obsession to find a bird?"

His figure was very thin and his appearance was vague. Xie Changming only remembered that he looked like a kind of fairy who sat on the floating snow in the mountains, was well protected, and didn't know the world.

Can such a person find his bird?

Xie Changming didn't know.But for some reason, he still said to the man: "It's a stupid bird. It was coddled and raised, and because it was too stupid, it got lost accidentally."

The man was startled when he heard the words, and said after a while: "Do you have a portrait of it?"

Xie Changming drew a portrait of that stupid bird.He didn't know how to draw at first, but he learned it slowly in order to find Xie Xiaoqi, and now he can draw very well.The little waste was leaning on the peach blossom branch, tilting his head towards Xie Changming's direction, looking lifelike.

When he was leaving, the man bent down slightly, and put the glazed lamp in front of Xie Changming's dungeon. The night pearl lit up all day and all night, as if it would never go out.

On the last night before Xie Changming died, that man came with news.

This time he didn't light the lamp again, but asked, "How many years has it been lost?"

The man stood outside the dungeon, slightly shorter than Xie Changming, looking up at Xie Changming, revealing a pair of golden eyes, without the slightest warmth, like a frozen sun, extremely cold and beautiful, but looking at him would be burnt by it.

Xie Changming didn't look away: "17 years."

He closed his eyes and said softly, "That's right. It's been dead for a few years."

The stupid bird's luck was really bad, and he didn't even have the chance to wait until this time.

Xie Changming took a step back and closed his eyes.

The night pearl in the glazed lamp on the ground went out.

The guard kneeling on the ground startled.This is not an ordinary dungeon, but a dungeon where the remaining eight Mahayana monks used their own bodies to suppress together. Now it seems that they cannot completely suppress Xie Changming.

Xie Changming heard someone ask: "Your Highness, why did you tell Xie Changming..."

The oracle said that Xie Changming must live to sacrifice to the abyss.

You can't kill him, you have to fulfill his wish.But Xie Changming's wish was dead.

Xie Changming opened his eyes, and saw that the man still had his eyes closed, his head tilted, and there was a tear in the corner of his eye, like a melting sun.

Xie Changming was taken aback, not knowing why he was crying.

That's right, it's like this, Xie Changming's calamity is at the age of 30, and there are 17 years left before he can change his life to cross the catastrophe.And the stupid bird he spoiled and raised, without Xie Changming, died for some unknown reason.

The past is broken, and the past cannot be pursued.

Xie Changming took revenge in his previous life, and the grievance between him and Tiandao lies in that fruit. After eating the fruit for three years, he still can't vomit it out, so he can only make plans in the future.

Things have come to this, it is better to find a bird first.