Heroic Death System - Chapter 231

The days of retreat in the mountains are slowly passing by in leisure and pleasure, and I have already spent twenty heats and unconsciously. The scented samovar is made from the wind and water. It mainly serves the low-intermediate self-cultivators and uses various kinds of drinks and foods to help them solve all kinds of troubles encountered in cultivation. The sects have their own accumulation and capital, and there is no need to refrain from seeking foreign aid. However, for most of the cultivators and the martial art practitioners, the sacred tea buds will undoubtedly provide them with another cultivation channel.

The remote Da Ying Shan is gradually known because of the existence of leisure tea pots. Many scattered repairs even open up potential areas in the vicinity. For decades, Da Ying Shan has formed a special practice area and defensive group centered on the leisure tea pot. It is occupied by more than a dozen scattered masters. Anyone who does not follow the rules and attempts to enter the team will be ” Send it out friendly.

The rules of the leisure tea samovar are very simple, first come first served, 10,000 “food” to follow, meditation, refused to overlord. In the tea pot, extremely tea friends, personal grievances, put aside.

It is still possible to open the business hours, but it will open at least three days a month. The other time is mainly used to cultivate and find ingredients. The succulent cultivation is advanced, and the cultivation of the shackles is getting lower and lower, but in contrast, his time of clearing his mind is getting longer and longer.

Although the demons continue to afflict their minds, he still has a good control of the desire to kill. It can be estimated that they will be able to start a real double repair in a few decades, and the repairs will be improved.

When nothing happens, you will go out and look for fairy medicine, but you will bring a rabbit every time. This rabbit is also a rare miracle. I have lived with Shang Yi for decades. Although I am intelligent, I don’t know how to practice. I don’t know how to practice, my temper is very violent, and many comprehensions are bullied by it. “Over.

The reason why Shang Ke insisted on letting the rabbit follow, was mainly to prevent him from suddenly losing his mind in the middle of the road and could not find his way home. To this end, it is still possible to hang a kit on the neck and there are three emergency measures in the kit.

Article 1: Let the rabbit take you home.

Article 2: Waiting in place, let the rabbit go home and find a small mushroom for help.

Article 3: Crush the message in the storage ring.

When the kit was still handed over to the cockroach, someone’s expression was like a dyeing room, colorful, but in the end he silently hung it around his neck.

Every time you go out, you will be asked to go back early and pay attention to safety.

On this day, the samovar was not open, but it was still transplanting newly cultivated herbaceous seedlings. Suddenly there was a familiar wave of volatility: I came back.

He immediately put down the tools in his hand and smiled and greeted him. As a result, before I got to the door, I smelled a faint **** smell. The clothes on my clothes were stained with blood, and there was a murderous murder that had never been scattered. My eyes were sharp and there was no feeling.

“Little deer?” is generally only called “little deer” when he is stupid, but if he finds that he can’t restrain murder, he will call him.

In the indifference of the eyes, the figure is still visible, and a new look emerges.

“You kill?” can still ask.

He sighed and said: “Yeah.”

“Why?” Has been safely spent 20 years, why did you suddenly kill?

“I don’t know.” His face was tense. “I couldn’t help but kill the faces of the three people.”

Just watched the face and killed them? Also three times. How terrible they are? Still looking at him incredulously.

阎戮 I removed my gaze, as if I was doing something wrong, I didn’t dare to look at him.

Still silent for a moment, said: “Go to the backyard for a month of mushrooms, I don’t want to talk to you this month.”

For the act of killing people without reason, it is still unacceptable. This is not entirely for the so-called morality, but for fear that he will increase his own demons.

I heard nothing, and said nothing, silently went to the backyard. He used to be a person who was not so obedient, but after hundreds of years of loneliness, he cherished the lost little mushrooms.

I still feel uncomfortable in my heart, but I have to succumb to my heart. He couldn’t comfort himself after his murder. His own connivance is likely to be the reason for his release. Only by letting him worry, will he always remind himself not to kill.

In the evening, I can still sleep in bed.

I was thinking about whether the time of a month was too long, and the voice of the system suddenly came from the brain: [Dear host, friendship reminder, 阎戮 trigger the census, and soon it will be a disaster. 】

“What? Heaven swears?” Still can’t help but ask, “Is it because he killed someone today?”

【Yes. 】

“What is the census?”

[The sacred condemnation is unpredictable, no trace can be found. Or get a terminal illness, or accidentally die, or go to the fire, or no disease. In the same year, the blood was washed and repaired, and the body was contaminated by thousands of people. Therefore, the sacredness he suffered was particularly serious. Once he came, he would fly away. 】

“The soul flies away?” Can still ask, “If he is scattered in this world, can he reincarnate?”

[The soul flies away and means complete extinction, and the host can no longer find him in any world. 】 The reason why Shangke has the opportunity to reshape is because the scorpion red inflammation keeps alive. Nowadays, the redness of the sky has shattered. Once the soul flies, the fate of the two will officially end, and the reincarnation lights will not be able to return to heaven.

“He has killed so many people before, and he has not touched the squad. Why did he only touch three people this time?”

[Do you think he has not touched the sacred before? 】The system is secluded, [his magical invasion, chaos, chaos, a person wandering in the world crazy, if you do not appear, he is likely to wander for thousands of years, until the repair is exhausted, become a mortal, experienced life and death, suffering Disability until re-entry. 】

Still trembled: “What do you mean, because of my appearance, let him gradually recover his mind, leading to the punishment of the sect?”

Before he appeared, he still had the opportunity to re-enter the reincarnation, but now he wants to fly away?

【it’s not true. What the system just said is only the speculative result under normal circumstances. The fact is that he has not been killed in the last life until the end of the squad. If you don’t come back, he will continue to reincarnate in this world until he redeems his sins or exhausts his soul. 】

“What can I do to save him?” Although the system says so, it still feels that its emergence is also the cause of all this. Awkward stupidity is actually a way of self-protection. He tried his best to help him recover his mind, but it hurt him.

[This requires the host to find a way, the system does not make any comments. 】 As the enemy of the soul of the soul, the spirit can not help the guy to fly away. But he also knows that if he can still lose him, he will be unhappy. So the last time he let him choose, if he can still keep the soul of the Lord, then he will protect them as eternal life forever; if he eventually fails, then he will break away from the reincarnation lamp and use all his strength to replace the Lord’s soul to become his companion.

Can still be scared, I did not expect things to be so serious. No matter how painful he experienced before, his heart is still full of hope, because he knows he can meet him. But this time is different. Once he dies, he is really dead. There is no chance for reincarnation.

He will never let this happen!

I can still shine a firm radiance in my eyes.

“System, finally ask you a question.” Still calm, “Why are you killing today?”

[The three people he killed today are the ones who will kill him in the “future.” 】 Although the cultivation of 阎戮 is reduced, as a god, it has extraordinary “predictive” ability. In the moment of seeing the enemy, killing is alive.

Sitting in a pile of mushrooms, I stared at the bamboo building not far away. The room of the small mushroom is still lit, and through the window, the familiar figure can be seen faintly.

There was an unpredictable hunch in his heart that had been there since the killing of the three. The little mushroom didn’t want him to make another killing, but he broke the ring today, or broke the ring for no reason.

Will the little mushroom be disappointed with him, will he be afraid of him and alienate him? Even if it was only a little bit, he couldn’t stand it. This speculation made him want to go crazy.

He didn’t want to kill, just wanted to resolve his own demons and stay with the little mushrooms.

So, small mushroom, don’t doubt him, don’t give up on him…

The light in the blink of an eye flickers, and there is a hint of blood in the vague. He lowered his head slightly, his long hair concealed his expression at the moment, his fingers plunged into the dirt, and his body seemed to be covered in black air.

At this moment, a gentle footstep sounded far and near, stepping on the fallen leaves, making a shattered sound.

He slowly raised his head and saw a slender figure standing quietly under the moonlight. The robes floated gently in the night wind, and the body exudes a soft atmosphere.

“Little deer.” A scream, pulling the scorpion back from the lost edge, only to hear from him, “I can’t sleep alone.”

“So?” The blood in his eyes gradually disappeared.

“So go back to the room.”

“Do you not grow mushrooms?”

“Don’t you plant?”

“Do not blame me for killing?”

“The killing is still not tolerated, and you are punished for raising the rabbit for three days.”

“…you still let me grow mushrooms.”

“Don’t get in.” He could still stare at him.

Raising his mouth and leaping, he jumped up to him and quickly took him into his arms.

“Can’t have it next time, hehe.”

I know what he said, but he can’t protect it. Originally he thought he could control it, but today’s things have to let him rethink.

After a moment of silence, I suddenly asked: “Small mushroom, if, if one day, I can’t control myself completely?”

I can still look at the moon in the sky, and then slowly replied: “So, let me bear the nickname and bear sin with you. How many people do you kill, how many sins I redeem.”

I can’t say anything if I’m hot with my eyes.