"He who sees through life and death can naturally summon the door of life and death. The living will die and the dead will enter life. Think about it yourself." Mu Yin said this and then he continued to watch gluttony and melee.
Is this suspicion a problem for Zhao Feiyu and me? Do I count? I’ve died many times. Isn’t that counted? My consciousness is to look towards Mu Yin, but I know Mu Yin won’t give me any more news, so I just think for myself.
"How long can I last?" I looked at Zhao Feiyu and asked
Zhao Feiyu looked at a dim Buddha statue, shook his head and said ten minutes at most.
Ten minutes. Ten minutes. You want me to see through life and death. You’re kidding me! I suddenly felt a sense of boredom that I was sitting cross-legged everywhere and entering a state of forgetting.
My mind is full of white thoughts about whether it is life or death. I once again think of the picture of my birth and my first death when I first entered the junction of Yin and Yang. I still hate that picture, but now I am calm enough to recall these things again.
I still remember when Mu Rongxing tried to kill me, I was afraid that I could really want to live at that time. However, since I had a husband and baby, I did something with fear.
I still remember when Uncle Qiang, the village head of Huaishu Village, put a small alarm clock on my desk. I always thought that the alarm clock was bad because I had never heard it tick when the second hand was walking until later I had to leave.
At that time, I had seen Ying Zheng, and I was ready to kill Yin Zhouyang. Before I left, I suddenly heard the alarm clock ticking. I asked Uncle Qiang when you helped me fix this alarm clock. Uncle Qiang looked at me with a pipe and said that this alarm clock has always been good.
I don’t understand the previous paragraph, when I was a long time, I didn’t care about anything when I was right, and I wouldn’t care about my own life.
At that time, I was holding the idea of dying, and I was white for a moment.
I suddenly opened my eyes and took out the meteorite and said to Zhao Feiyu, kill me.
Zhao Feiyu obviously didn’t expect me to say this. He looked at me puzzled and asked, What’s the matter with you?
I ignored Zhao Feiyu’s efforts to shove meteorite into Zhao Feiyu’s hand, and then running all the way went to Mu Yin’s side to ask him about life and death.
I think I’m trying my best. Many times, it’s not so easy to succeed when I learn a hand fight for the first time. I’m taking a risk. If I guess wrong this time, I won’t come back.
I’m a little nervous. Zhao Feiyu is even more nervous. Zhao Feiyu is the same as Yi. They will hurt people and never kill people. I’m afraid Zhao Feiyu didn’t expect to kill people for the first time. He is his good brother after all.
I saw Zhao Feiyu’s hands shaking, but he still pulled out the meteorite. I nodded to him to indicate that he didn’t hesitate. Zhao Feiyu was afraid. He looked at me and asked me what would happen if I failed.
"Maybe you will lose me and one or two people, but if we don’t try, maybe we won’t make it." I looked at Zhao Feiyu and said very seriously
Master Hewlett-Packard has long seen me and Zhao Feiyu before we could start work. Master Hewlett-Packard easily grabbed the meteorite from Zhao Feiyu. For him, becoming a Buddha is his lifelong hope, and he even doesn’t want Zhao Feiyu and me to disrupt this matter at this point.
"Do you want to die?" Zhao Feiyu’s mood is extreme now, and the sight of a Buddha statue in Wei Tuo behind him is gradually fading. I believe Master Hewlett-Packard is in a hurry, but he just doesn’t show it.
"It is not necessarily a good thing to be too obsessed. If he fails, he will take his own life!" I looked at HP master tone than seriously said
I held out my hand almost begging and said that Master Hewlett-Packard gave me back the meteorite …
"If you fail, you will only lose your life, and I’m afraid you won’t be able to save your own." HP looked at me in a more serious tone. "Maybe you will all leave us."
"Since you know what, don’t you intervene?" Zhao Feiyu is almost out of control. I believe Zhao Feiyu, an elder, would have called if it weren’t for HP.
"He robbed you and I stopped him." Master Hewlett-Packard shook his head and said.
I looked up at Master Hewlett-Packard’s eyes and said seriously, but we can help him block it.
Master Hewlett-Packard obviously didn’t expect me to say this. He looked at me dumb for a moment, but I still kept my hand out and said calmly, Master, please give me the meteorite.
Hewlett-Packard hesitated for a long time and finally chose to put the meteorite back in my hand. I saw a trace of nai in Zhao Feiyu’s eyes. I pulled out the meteorite and made full preparations.
I remember the pain when the knife was cut from my neck. I didn’t want to try again. Not only that, my brain told me not to cover the wound with my hand, but to continue to do the spell.
I don’t know anything after everything is done.
I don’t know whether the door of life and death has been opened or not, and I don’t know what the situation is. I feel as if something has brought me to another world.
There is a door there, which is the bronze doors I saw when I went to the soul once.
I met an old man, looked at me in front of the door and said with a smile, you are here.
Chapter one hundred and forty-six bronze doors
I don’t know whether the door of life and death has been opened or not, and I don’t know what the situation is. I feel as if something has brought me to another world.
There is a door there, which is the bronze doors I saw when I went to the soul once.
I met an old man, looked at me in front of the door and said with a smile, you are here.
That old man looks familiar to me. It seems that it was this old man who said to me at the door that you would come back when I first entered the junction of Yin and Yang.
Now I’m really back
I can’t remember how many times I came to this door, but this time I felt a little different when I knew that this door was my Mujiazu grave.
I feel that the old man is definitely not an idle generation. I made a respectful salute to the old man and said very politely that Mu Mu Mu Lin had come to visit and ask questions.
When the old man heard my words, he waved his hand and said, What’s bothering you? This is the best thing. Come with me.
The old man said it was as if he had been waiting for me here. I frowned and chose to follow him.
My old man would open the door for me, but on the contrary, he took it in the opposite direction to the door. I pointed to the door and asked, Aren’t we going in?
The old man looked back at me and said calmly, we are inside. If the door is opened, you will go out and return to Yang.
When I heard the old man’s words, I suddenly burst into a cold sweat. This means that I have been thinking about this place several times before, such as opening the front and bronze doors going in, but the fact is the opposite. I have always been inside the door. I should think about going out instead of going in.
It turns out that I have always been here at my Mujiazu grave.
The place where the old man took me was a black hole, which I had never dared to take before, because I didn’t know what was in that place, and I always chose to stay in the same place instead of walking around.
The old man walked easily in front of me, but I was a little nervous behind him. I doubt whether I can trust the old man in front of me. What should I do if he wants to harm me?
I’m afraid the old man saw my thoughts. He said calmly, "You don’t want to think too much. You and I share the same surname, and they are my descendants. I won’t harm you."
I was inexplicably relieved to hear this. I looked at the old man and asked inexplicably, dare to ask the names of my ancestors?
"Song Mugong" old man looked back at me and smiled faintly and said
I couldn’t help hearing these three words! Song Mugong Song Wugong Song Xuangongdi During the Spring and Autumn Period, the 14th monarch of the State of Song was in 72 BC-72 BC.
In 729 BC, Song Xuangong was seriously ill and gave up his position as a foreigner to Song Mugong. In 72 BC, Song Mugong reported that Song Xuangong had given up his position and decided to give his son Feng a place to live in Zheng. In the same month, Song Mugong died, and Yi succeeded Song Ruigong.
In other words, Duke Mu of Song is my first name! During the Spring and Autumn Period, Song Xuangong, a monarch of the Song State, urged his brother and successor to rule for nine years after his death, and left his son to work in the State of Zheng when he died. After his death, Yi succeeded to the throne, that is, Song Lieguang mourned the public’s virtue and kindness when he was a monarch, Song Lieguang mourned the public’s uncle and sealed posthumous title’s "Mu". In history, it was said that Song Mugong supported his grandson, and those who had the ancestor posthumous title’s surname were called Mu. Those who have ancestors’ first names and surnames are called He’s generations.
Does this mean that I met my ancestors?
My consciousness is that I want to kneel down, but Song Mugong stopped me by acting quickly and deftly, and shook my head and said that it is not necessary. Now I don’t know that I am only a grave-watcher from Mu’s ancestral grave. I can’t afford this gift.
"How can you bear it? You are the ancestor of my Mu family. This worship is naturally affordable for you, "I insisted.
Song Mugong shook his head and dragged me on walking. He said as he walked, Do you know how important the ancestral grave is to the Mu family? I called you here again and again to let you take over my burden …
"What do you mean, bodhi old zu?" Before I finished listening to Song Mugong, I interrupted him and asked, "What … will it be me?"
"Are you in trouble now?" Song Mugong didn’t answer my question but asked me
I guess Song Mugong said it was God, and I nodded to show that the situation is a little complicated.
Duke Mu of Song nodded and asked me another question. You already know that this is my Mujia ancestral grave. Do you know how important the ancestral grave is?
"I naturally know that ancestral graves are severe, but I really don’t see any feng shui here." I honestly confessed.