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You will never understand that kind of helplessness to the predetermined fate.Unable to fight, at a loss, can no longer see the light, only darker than darkness.You also have to bear all the pain, overwhelmed.

This world.It's really ugly.We can't see the cleanliness and beauty, and sink into the filth and filth alone.

No fear of encountering guilt, no fear of misunderstanding and disgust, no fear of loneliness, only fear of the expected future...

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Narrow-minded, jealous.Anger, greed.Obscene/evil, sad.Desire is a taboo of human beings, it is also human nature, it is dangerous, and it is also a reasonable balance.We walk in the world, try countless possibilities of life, overcome countless temptations from the material world, we are suffering, we are happy, we are confident, we are inferior...

Karma is fair.

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Holding Xiang Qi's sword in the hands of someone without mana like Zhao Boyang has increased my chances of escaping. I thought I had no chance to speak of, but I didn't expect to be able to survive in the end!Based on the gap of listening to Zhao Boyang, I separated the main souls and souls, leaving only a part of the spiritual consciousness, and only waiting for the final "death"...

Death is not absolute, and I naturally cannot allow myself to accept absolute death.

Time is just a vague and distorted concept to me.Just like at this moment, after the demise of the body, the consciousness escapes from the hustle and bustle, and I lie "alone" in the whiteness of nothingness, immersed in this whiteness.

The white here is just a concept described. In fact, it can also be understood as black or red. What kind of color you see and understand depends entirely on the soul who comes here. is pure...

I clearly know that for this, the concept of "time" is -------- no concept.

Now, I only need to close my eyes for a moment, and those messages will come endlessly, dark sarcasm, disgusting malicious crimes.Wherever there are people, there will be these.The world of desire is destined to belong to us who are stained with various colors.

I thought I was already numb, from the Asura realm where hatred and anger fight, to the hell realm where pain is boundless, and then to the bittersweet and self-righteous realm of the human world.But now, I find that the reason why I can only wander in samsara forever is precisely because of my obsession, I can't get rid of it, and I will always be in my own depression and paralysis.

There are many roads to the underworld, and my spiritual consciousness hides in the gap of one of them, and the pain comes to me immediately and indiscriminately. I am still at a loss and do nothing, it really hurts too much!

I can only think of "pain", there is no other words to describe.After breaking away from that mortal body, I suddenly realized that my spiritual consciousness has not turned into a tangible image, that is to say, even if I don't hide, there will still be no ghosts who will arrest me...

Coming out of the gap, the road to the underworld is quiet and dust-free, as if it has escaped from the ordinary, but in fact, it leads to the underworld, and even leads to hell.

Although, not all dead people will be thrown into hell, like people who have practiced the Tao, some will ascend directly, some will just go to the underworld, and those who have done good deeds and accumulated good karma will also be given reasonable punishment. However, no matter what, it is still a place where karma and demonic barriers are concentrated. This is an unchangeable fact.

Hell teaches people to be afraid, and it also taught me to be afraid.It is the most painful evil among the six realms. It is the most painful evil among the six realms. It is the most painful evil realm. , indestructible...

"Only when all sentient beings are exhausted can Bodhi be realized. If the hell is not empty, I will never become a Buddha."

-------But in my opinion, sentient beings are ignorant, and enlightenment has no chance.

Therefore, I am the way of Asura, the way of hell, and the way of human beings, and I do not enter the great way.

The pain was endless, I didn't expect that the pain came so late, until I "woke up" again.

On the long silent road, there was not a trace of wandering ghosts passing by. I relaxed my vigilance and boldly showed my form. It was not the ugly Shura form, but deliberately transformed into the same form as the body in Yangjian.

who am I?

A ghost, devil, demon, evil god...

It is not heaven, earth, or something described by the nouns in the world... For the time being, I would rather accept the word "Sura Dao" from Buddhist scriptures.

Evil gods, evil spirits, demons.

It is also an alternative "Trinity".

In this world, every religious belief, legend and myth is wrong, but none of them is wrong. It wasn't until I broke through the seal I carved that I suddenly realized that I didn't believe in gods and Buddhas but only believed in ghosts. ignorant.

Here is the underworld, and below is the boundless hell. I turned into a "human" shape and walked out.Then, Zhao Boyang suddenly appeared in front of my eyes!

This is not a phantom created by ghosts and ghosts, but his real soul!

He still maintains the same attire I saw when he died in the human world, but now he is a bit more embarrassed.

Bare feet, dark trousers and white shirt were all rolled up, as if being continuously doused with water, dripping water, wet and pale, appeared in front of my eyes with a calm expression.

I looked at him calmly, not knowing how to describe this scene...

"I didn't expect that there is another world after death." He said.

"Death is eternal life, it depends on where you want 'eternal life'!" I cried out almost sarcastically, wishing I could laugh a few times to dispel my resentment, unexpectedly, unexpectedly he would also come up!

This can only prove one thing, after he killed me, he also died!

As for who killed him?

Hmph... I'm too lazy to know. All in all, there is only one thought in my mind now, and that is: "Tear him apart! Eat him up! Let him never live!"

hatred.blame.persistent.Manipulating my expression.

However, the facts once again proved my stupidity and cowardice. Next, he only made one action, which taught me to give up my previous thoughts, and thus it was all up to him to follow suit.

He walked towards me and looked at me. Since he wanted to transform into a tragic ghost, I specially transformed into a blood-stained state, but I didn't expect that after he looked at me with pity, I was completely There is no urge to tear him apart, and he is still in the same situation as him...

"Sorry, I just want to try."

The reason was vague and ambiguous, but I easily forgave it.

Is this really not my retribution?I felt inferior that he was a kind person with a pure soul, so I must obey him and not hurt him... But what happened?Still not killed?

"Who did you listen to?"

I just want to ask one question now, and that is whether the reason why he killed me was because he knew my true identity, or was it instigated by others, and if it was instigated by others, then this person can only be someone who also knows me, is it Mo Yan, or That Xiang Qi?

"Mo Yan." He quickly gave me the answer.

"Why?" I looked at him in disbelief, "Then why did he want to kill you? Or was Xiang Qi the one who killed you?" No, if it was Mo Yan who told Zhao Boyang to get rid of me, or anyone who told him He might not even listen to his matter. With his temper, he would probably just investigate the whole story by himself first. What's more, since it was a good trick with Mo Yan, how could he have an affair with that scheming man? Did Xiang Qi come together? !

No, no... none of it is right!

"Don't lie to me, here, if you lie to me, you are looking for death!" I threatened, it was the first time I treated this person like this.

Originally, in Yangjian, he should be my most important friend, but now, I am confused.

"I'm already dead." He spread his hands, as if he didn't care, and a smile flashed across his face.

"Ashes disappear, or the soul is devoured, I never joke!" I said seriously.

"Then you can give it a try." He still maintained that posture.

etc!Is this guy really Zhao Boyang?

Although Zhao Boyang occasionally teased and ridiculed, he was mostly serious and rigid, so what's going on now?Could it be that after dying once, did his courage and disposition change?

I was still confused, and then sighed, unable to put those imaginary solutions into practice.He just said helplessly: "Well, you didn't lie to me, you are already dead and you are not afraid of dying again, but how did you die? You should tell me all this!"

"Cutting the pulse." Concisely said, "This is not a difficult task for me."

"And..." Finally, he no longer hid his smile, and said with a plain smile: "Don't you think this is such an interesting thing? What's more, you don't know, Mo Yan also Here it is, the second day after you arrive in J City."

No, this is not interesting at all. I have been reincarnated three times in the human world, and I have also died three times. Death is not interesting at all, and reporting to the underworld is also the same!Even more so when ghosts run rampant!

As for Mo Yan, from the moment I awakened my soul, I knew his every move like the back of my hand, but I still couldn't know the fact that my life was not long. It seems that he still has many ways to hide it from me.

"Why did Mo Yan ask you to do it? Why did you walk with Xiang Qi? How much do you know?" The broken pot was smashed, and I asked vigorously, "Also, why did you cut your pulse?"

"Only when you are dead can Xiang Qi be fully exposed. When Mo Yan found me, it was after you refused Wen Tao to go to sea, and then I contacted that Xiang Qi. For months, almost everything that happened to you involved him."

After a pause, Zhao Boyang suddenly looked around, pointed to a resting pavilion not far ahead, and said, "Sit down and talk slowly."

The road to the underworld is calm and dust-free, covered with a thin layer of mist, like the tulle skirt wrapped in the graceful and pretty figure of a young girl in the old days, which makes people daydream, daydreaming like this It seems like a place out of dust, is it more beautiful and perfect than the world?

In the pavilion, I watched Zhao Boyang sit down calmly, but I just stood in front of him, waiting for his next explanation.Originally, after I met that Luo Qiqi and listened to her description, I already suspected that the Taoist priest who once sealed Luo Qiqi was the one who had always been secretly against me, that is -----Xiang Qi.

But I never thought that Zhao Boyang's hands and feet are so much faster than me!

"Speaking of..."

"Xiang Qi and Mo Yan should be old acquaintances, and they both studied under the same person." Zhao Boyang continued: "But Xiang Qi disappeared suddenly after he finished his studies, and since then, Mo Yan has also noticed Something was wrong -- until, you showed up."

"Wait a minute!" I raised my hand to signal him to stop first.

Asked: "We have known each other for 20 years, but you and Mo Yan have only known each other for less than four years. You also know what I do, so when did you know about me? Mo Yan told you ? He told you, you believed it? You use me as bait first, and then cut your own pulse, have you never thought about what will happen next?"

To be honest, I don't believe that Zhao Boyang is such a person who has no opinion and is easily incited. Unless he has obtained and seen some absolute evidence, he will not do it. Isn't that too stupid? !

"Yes, we grew up together."

After listening to my question, he nodded.At the same time, he looked at me suspiciously, "But we have known each other for 20 years, I only know some special things about you, but I don't know..."

Speaking of this, he was silent for a while, and looked at me with an expression that I couldn't describe. At this moment, he was no longer like him. The dead he did not have the decisiveness and confidence in the world.There is no such light...

He is just a ghost at this time, without those, it is inevitable.

"But I don't know that you are not human. You never told me, and you never told me that you might devour people's souls one day... I believe that you did not kill people, that you will not kill innocent people, and even believe that You never touch drugs again."

"But how do you do it?"

"You see, you have absolutely no reason to question me. The reason why I am willing to answer your questions now is because I think I should tell you these things, but you have lied to everyone from beginning to end!" Zhao Boyang said.

"What am I? Mo Yan told you what I am?" I suddenly felt a kind of helplessness that I couldn't sustain. Indeed, I was always wrong.

"Ghost," he replied.

But after hearing this answer, I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why did you go to hell?" He took the initiative to ask this time, changing his previous indifference.

"Murder, a lot of people." The same succinct words, my crime, is roughly the same.

It's war, it's tyranny, it's extreme anger, it's all the bad things that make up the demonic barrier, it's obsessive struggle, and it's fierce.

A cowardly and absurd guy, but violent.

In short, it's still killing.

Zhao Boyang fell into silence and never spoke again. No matter what I asked him again, he refused to answer. Just like what he said, I obviously hid so many things from him, so why should he accept my question? question?

Even though he is just a person, just a person, and his soul is really vulnerable, whether it is a meal on the plate, or the ashes of the bones under his feet...

But what can I do?

I really shouldn't...

The suicide and the slain rest on the road to hell.

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