Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 1154: Look at life and count the reincarnations silently
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Although he does n’t like reading very much, as a teacher ’s son, Zhang Wenzhang feels that he should be able to export chapters, but he feels that this is a little difficult for himself, so he obeyed growing up, making him very The daughter of the favorite owner, the beautiful woman's consolation ...
He always showed the expression of pretending to think, whether it was sleeping, eating, or walking. In short, no matter what he did, he had to show his thinking first. This is what he has loved since he was a child. Woman, tell him how to let him think from time to time, in this way, others will think he is knowledgeable.
This method was brought to the extreme by Zhang Wenzhang. Gradually, as he grew up, he began to think deliberately and slowly became real thinking.
Even until one day he became married to the woman he liked, he was thinking about life in the envious eyes of everyone around him, even if he worshipped the world, he was pulled by the woman very angrily. Barely finished the world.
He is lucky because the woman he likes has a father who does n’t like her, so this marriage, which is obviously an identity mismatch, the woman ’s father did n’t even bother to show up.
This luck seems to have been with him all the time. In the process of thinking about life, he slowly seemed to understand what he was, but when he thought about it carefully, he didn't understand anything.
The time passed slowly. In the summer of the second year of their marriage, on a rainy night, with heavy rain and lightning, his wife was nearing birth.
On this night, his father-in-law, the woman ’s father, went crazy laughing in the rainwater, ignoring the rain and wet his body. The laughter echoed with sadness.
Zhang Wenzhang looked at his father-in-law in the rain, the crazy look, he fell into thought. Only this time the thinking is very short. He was interrupted by his upset, because ... his wife screamed terribly. From the house, the pain of dystocia turned into a voice.
This voice makes his heart tremble, making him unable to think about his life. It made him even afraid. He was afraid that this day would be a farewell. He was afraid that after this day passed, he would become as crazy as his father-in-law.
As the wife ’s screaming voice continued to spread, and as the father-in-law ’s laughter in the rain grew stronger, Zhang Wenzhang shivered. At this moment, the door of his wife's birth room was pushed open by someone, and the midwife who had delivered the baby was found, and the expression ran out with fear.
"Monster ... monster !!!"
The Zhang Wenzhang was shocked. He rushed out of the house and glanced at the room where his wife was in labor. After her painful expression, she called out to the others and lifted the sedan, as he quickly rushed out of the yard.
He is going to ask Langzhong instead of Wenpo because he has a strong hunch that this time of labor may be life and death. This is no longer a thing that Wenpo can help, which requires Langzhong. Can save lives!
In the rain, I walked past the noodle stall that still exists even in heavy rain. I did n’t pay attention to the big stone in the stall. The old man sitting there seemed to him, Zhang Wenzhang quickly led people in a hurry Walked by.
Until he invited him to this county, a doctor who seemed to be similar to Doctor Mo in that year brought him back to the yard. Zhang Wenzhang looked anxiously at his wife's birth room. He suddenly gritted his teeth and pushed the door open Inside, he did not want to wait outside. He wanted to enter here to take his wife's hand and spend this time with her.
But the moment he was about to open the door, the door was also opened from the inside. During the lightning roar, he saw the baby in his arms and saw the bed, and his wife The body that seems to be breathless.
His head was banging, and there was a sad laugh outside his father-in-law. He shivered and walked in front of his wife, watching complexion pale, as if he had become a corpse, but the corner of his mouth was exposed The wife who loves to smile, his heart is torn apart by force. At this moment, he can no longer think about life, but turns violently and stares at Nalangzhong.
His body unconsciously appeared unreal, as if in front of him, another figure was gradually condensing, and the Langzhong who looked at him was unbelievable in his expression, and seemed to bring With some kind of clear comprehension.
In this scene, Zhang Wenzhang did n’t know that it was almost exactly the same as his father-in-law had experienced, but the difference was that his father-in-law had phantom behind him, and now he himself has become phantom and appeared before him. Is a cohesive body.
It was at this moment that Zhang Wenzhang ’s mind suddenly roared, such as a kind of dusty memory was suddenly opened. At the moment when this memory was opened, he seemed to be awakened from the reincarnation and opened from the sleep. Opening his eyes, his eyes gradually became no longer crazy, but became clear, his appearance looks no different from the past, but it seems to be more clever.
He closed his eyes, as the memory opened, and as he woke up from the reincarnation, he remembered everything. He was not Zhang Wenzhang, he was ... Su Ming!
He is Su Ming of True World of Daochen, he is Su Ming of Sù Míng Clan, he is on a broken star, he has arranged all the methods of refining, and is going to refining the white ring Su Ming!
He remembered everything, but only ... he couldn't remember the reincarnation once in a while, his memory seemed to stay at the moment when he stepped into the reincarnation of Fan Lian.
In silence, Su Ming glanced back at the woman ’s body on the bed. He saw the woman ’s appearance, and at the moment he saw it, Su Ming shivered slightly.
The look of the woman is the Bai Feng in his memory, or it is the Bai Ling (White Spirit) in Wushan in his memory ...
"This type of reincarnation, she is my wife ..." In the silence, Su Ming lifted his right hand, gently on the body of Bai Ling (White Spirit), and immediately a vitality poured into the body of Bai Ling (White Spirit), making it a life to disperse At this moment, he recovered his vitality and slowly opened his eyes.
She looked at Su Ming, her weak face, and she smiled.
"Let me ... see the kids ..."
Su Ming looked at Bai Ling (White Spirit), and he awakened his memory. There was a complex in his heart, but this complex did not show on his face, but nodded, and took the baby from the arms of Na Lang and came to Bai Ling (White Spirit). The two people looked at the baby together, and the smile on Bai Ling (White Spirit)'s face was maternal.
"Looks like you, but ten million is not like you, always silly." Bai Ling (White Spirit) said with a smile, but the smile was still weak.
Su Ming closed his eyes, covering the complexities in his eyes, and a sigh came from his heart.
Time passes by, three years.
In these three years, Su Ming accompanied Bai Ling (White Spirit), he is no longer thinking about life, because life is in front of him, there is nothing to think about, this is a reincarnation, an illusory life, in this life Inside, everyone is asleep, except that Su Ming is awake, he looks at the emotions of people, the tenderness of Bai Ling (White Spirit) around him, the children growing up, the thoughts that cannot be expressed in words .
Sometimes, awakening ... is often a pain. If Su Ming does n’t remember everything, he can live a happy life as before, but now, he wants to do it, but because he understands that everything is false, They couldn't devote themselves wholeheartedly.
On this day three years later, the father of Bai Ling (White Spirit) closed his eyes and left the world.
Another three years have passed. The father of Su Ming's reincarnation this time, the teacher, has also reached the end of life, and life has left the body.
Birth, sickness and death, the norm in the world, the noodle stall that used to be there has long been gone. It is empty, and it seems that it has disappeared in these years.
Until the child gradually grew up, until the Bai Ling (White Spirit)'s face appeared wrinkles, until the Su Ming's body also appeared vicissitudes, the years in this reincarnation of the two, unconsciously went further and further away.
Bai Ling (White Spirit) is happy, even if he is old now, but every time he looks at Su Ming, tenderness appears in his eyes. When he whispers, he talks about his childhood with Su Ming in this reincarnation. .
Su Ming gradually let herself stop thinking about the past, slowly immersing herself in this reincarnation, counting each other ’s white hair, and slowly getting old.
Until their daughter, married, until the years of ruthlessness, after decades passed, Bai Ling (White Spirit)'s body slowly ages, more and more wrinkles, and finally at midnight on a certain day, pulling Su Ming Hand, looking at the starry sky outside the window, murmured ...
"I had a dream, dreamed of a mountain, dreamed of an ancient tribe, dreamed that I was a tribe woman, dressed in white fur, and had some beautiful embellishments on her brows, and you ... yes Another tribe, in a Blood Moon, you are carrying me ... in the early morning outside a mountain, going around in circles, unwilling to send me back ...
I dreamed of an agreement, an agreement between you and me ... "Bai Ling (White Spirit) murmured, with a smile on the corner of her mouth. When the words didn't speak, when she became a murmur, she closed her eyes and never opened again. /
Su Ming took the hand of Bai Ling (White Spirit), and his eyes showed recollection, watching the life of Bai Ling (White Spirit) gradually dissipate, and watching the whole world to today, as if passing a nail.
One year later, Su Ming sold this quadrangle, because there is no one else in his memory here. With the passage of time, he has become the oldest old man in this county, he has witnessed Everything changed during the years of Jiazi County, and he saw too many births, diseases, and deaths, so he sold his family property. In an empty place in the county town, he set up a table, where he set up a stall.
Hurry up, boil the soup, compose the grass puppet, watch life, count the reincarnations silently ... (to be continued)