Alternative comprehension

The pain is the feeling of being roasted into minced meat after being hit by electricity.Xia Yang thought that he no longer has a physical body?How could there be such a strange feeling, he knew that he was struck by lightning.How many times can a person die, he has already died once, and this time he was hit by electricity again, so it means that he will die again, this time, should he be out of his wits?This was Xia Yang's last thought.

How many times can a person die?If one dies and dies again, is it right to live again?

When Xia Yang became conscious again and saw the scenery in front of him, he thought again.Because at this moment, he is really uncomfortable, so uncomfortable and painful that he really wants to die immediately.Limbs and limbs are like being cut by a knife, that kind of feeling is beyond the adjectives in the world to describe.

Lying on the grassy ground, Xia Yang endured the negative effects brought about by his body, and felt like he couldn't help but smile.

He wondered how much merit he had accumulated in his previous life to be rewarded in this life.No, in the last life, the lives of people who died in his hands had to have double digits even if they didn't have three digits. Does that mean the last life?He thought a little funny.

The reason why he thought he didn't die was not only because of the pain in his body, but also because of the fairyland-like scenery in front of him.

Green grass, flowers like brocade, clear springs and bamboo houses, cranes flying and deer leaping, and clouds and mists in the distance, the mountains are faintly not fairyland.Or that he is not an adult but a fairy?This is really a blessing, something he never thought of before.

I don't know how long it took before he finally climbed up enduring the pain with gritted teeth, his body really couldn't be any heavier, as if he was carrying a heavy mountain on his back.

When he wanted to touch the extremely elegant and noble crane standing in front of him with his hand, his hand lightly passed through the crane's body. It turned out that he hadn't changed, he was still a ghost that didn't look like a ghost.Stretching out his hand in front of his eyes, the half-discovered five fingers were shining exquisitely and translucently in the sunlight. What kind of phenomenon is this? It turned out that there was no such light. After the lightning strike, what kind of existence did he become?Xia Yang laughed at himself in his heart.

"Are you curious? I am also curious, what kind of existence is the child now?" An extremely clear voice seemed to sense his inner thoughts and answered his self-question.Xia Yang was stunned, this was not a dream, because the voice rang in his ears clearly.

Xia Yang looked up to find the source of the voice and looked at the bamboo house. The door of the bamboo house opened, and an old man with white hair and a green shirt appeared in such a twilight.

His white hair flutters, his white beard flutters, and he looks like a fairy in legends. Xia Yang's only thought is that someone can finally see him, and he is relieved. Although he doesn't seem to have changed, But at least he found someone who could see him.

Xia Yang was somewhat hesitant, so he just looked at the old man in a daze, and then said softly after a while: "Old man, you can really see me."

The old man laughed loudly, brushed his long beard and walked towards Xia Yang. When he came to Xia Yang's body, he walked around Xia Yang inappropriately twice, sizing Xia Yang carefully, and was amazed while he was sizing him up. : "Wonderful, wonderful, there are so many wonders in the world. I have lived for nearly a thousand years, and this is the first time I have seen such a strange existence." Xia Yang also looked at Xia Yang with great interest in his eyes.

Xia Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly, and actually bowed to the old man, living for nearly a thousand years?Did you hear that?But the series of adventures since the car accident also made Xia Yang calm down a bit. He could die twice without being dissipated, and it's not a big deal to live for a thousand years.

"I also ask the old man for advice." He didn't say anything, but looked at the old man with some deep expectations.

It's just that the old man just stared at him for a long time with a strange light in his eyes, and then he retracted his eyes, and his eyes closed, and his fingers began to pinch formulas, as if trying to figure out Xia Yang's origin.

After a cup of tea, the old man's face suddenly changed and he opened his eyes, sighing secretly, it turned out to be such a thing.

"So the kid is actually from this world?" The old man looked a little strange: "I wonder if the little friend can tell the old man what he has experienced in detail, maybe the old man can explain the little friend's confusion."

Xia Yang smiled wryly, what kind of situation is this now, where did he fall, the old man in front of him looks like a fairy, and the way he speaks is not the way he saw in his life, on the contrary, it seems to be a bit backward in time Looks like, could it be that he was hacked back to ancient times by lightning again?

However, Xia Yang ignored the old man calling him a child. In any dynasty in history, people would call people like this. It seems that it is taken from the modern people's name.

But at the moment, Xia Yang didn't think much about it, so he explained the strange things and strange things that happened to him in the past six months, and finally asked where he was at this time, thinking of the old dragon Granny Su, even though he can't help at all, he still wants to watch over the old man until the end of his life.Therefore, I am afraid that the old man will really tell himself that he has really returned to the ancient times of the past dynasties.

When Xu Shi heard what Xia Yang was thinking, a strange look flashed in the old man's eyes, but he didn't say much.

"Don't be afraid, little friend. Although your experience is a bit strange, you still know something. Speaking of which, we still have some fate. A hundred years ago, people would occasionally enter my heavenly realm, but the world has changed too much in the past hundred years. Even this kind of fate is broken, so don't worry, little friend, you are still in this world and have a chance to go back."

Xia Yang felt relieved when he heard this, and thought for a while: "Could it be that this is the forest in the mountains and forests outside the village?"

The old man laughed out loud when he heard it: "Little friend, you must be destined to me, come and sit with me in the room first, and let the old man heal your injury first."

Xia Yang immediately smiled when he heard it. Although he could talk and laugh freely with the old man, it was because he gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his body to pretend to be relaxed. Seeing it, seeing how Xia Yang endured the pain of devouring the soul so hard, he felt more fond of him.

"Thank you, old man. This junior really can't help it." Xia Yang said weakly.

"Speaking of which, my little friend is also a blessed person." The old man asked Xia Yang to sit down, and then got up to make tea. The shape of the tea was very strange, it was red and round, and when the water was poured, it turned into little drops. Xia Yang took a deep breath, and immediately felt that faint fragrance lingering along the body of his body as if it had life. The blood capillaries slowly infiltrated, and then turned into a trickle, slowly repairing the pain that he didn't know which part of the body came from.

"It's rare to see this red cherry blossom in a thousand years. I just got it by accident a few days ago. This kind of predestined thing must have been born in response to the disaster, but I didn't expect it to be on my little friend." The old man looked at the red star in the cup. Although there is reluctance in Dian Dian's heart, there is not much greed.

"Although you can't drink this tea, if this red cherry encounters a spirit body, it will automatically be attracted by the spirit body and heal the pain of soul-eating for you."

Following the old man's words, Xia Yang slowly felt the sense of comfort that seemed to come from the soul. He didn't even bother to respond to the old man's words for a while, and temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, and slowly closed his eyes.Xia Yang, who closed his eyes, did not see the star-like red dot gently floating above his spirit body, and then slowly melted into one with it, and gradually the glazed light emitted by the five fingers appeared in the His entire spiritual body.Xia Yang's body also gradually changed from transparent to clearly visible.Crystal clear, smooth and round beads, exuding a faint mist-like light, giving people a very warm feeling.

I don't know how much time has passed, Xia Yang thinks about his experience of taking drugs a long time ago, it is really similar, he just feels lazy, ecstatic, happy like a fairy is the feeling now.But Xia Yang is Xia Yang after all, he seemed to think of something, a feeling of astringency slipped into his heart, and then he opened his eyes.

The old man smiled, very relieved: "Although this red cherry is a wonderful medicine for repairing the soul, it has a fatal side effect. You can feel it too. Very few people can wake up from that kind of extreme comfort. Come on, if you can't wake up with a cup of tea, you will never wake up, and it doesn't seem to have any temptation for you."

Xia Yang smiled lightly, but it was extremely bitter: "I have taken drugs, this feeling is too similar." He has a history of drug use for nearly six years. If he hadn't met Su Mei, he might have disappeared a long time ago. The spirit is gone.He never wanted to go through the history of drug abstinence again, plus the later experience, so that kind of temptation was really nothing to him.

"Xia Yang really doesn't know how to thank the old man." He cupped his fists in thanks.Even before he was alive, he was considered a man in the rivers and lakes, so no matter how history changes, many things are still left behind, so Xia Yang immediately feels much smoother in the way of getting along now.

"I said that my little friend is destined to be with me, and he is also a person of deep destiny." The old man shook his hand, and he was also thinking, he seemed a little hesitant, as if he was thinking about how to speak to Xia Yang so that he would not feel abrupt.

"My master said that I am a spirit body, but I don't know which way of existence belongs to the mundane world? And what is that red cherry?" Xia Yang didn't know where to ask for a while. So I can only ask where I can think of.

The old man sighed: "Actually, my little friend didn't really die."

Xia Yang was taken aback, didn't he die?He's not dead yet, isn't this situation considered death?