Chapter 505 Third rate drama of bitter love

Chapter 505 Third rate drama of bitter love

Time is no longer an issue.

Individuals with a complete spiritual light will no longer collapse themselves because of the short-lived concept of life.

Long years can certainly bring wisdom and experience, but wisdom and experience themselves mean a kind of change and growth. As an individual with a complete soul, you can reject it at any time as long as you are willing.

Scars do not increase with age.

Your temper will not get better or worse because of this.

This is the so-called immortality of ‘gold’. No increase, no decrease, always the same, unless you voluntarily carve yourself out, or you are controlled by a more powerful force.

——I am this power.

——I want to forge everything that has been twisted.

Jiang Yu stared at the furnace.

The world is already in the furnace, and its companions who do not need to wait remain at the outer end of the furnace. As a forger, it is not difficult to adjust the relative flow rate of the new world. At most, Zhang Jie, who is still connected to the main god and needs to anchor the captain certification at all times, will feel that this too long flow of time will be quite boring. .

But it doesn't matter, if things turn out like this, he will inevitably have a share of the blame on his head. The connection with the Lord God can naturally stabilize his thinking structure. What's more, Jiang Yu is convinced that this world, this loss of control, this round of civil war in Central Continent, has always been under the plan of the Lord God.

Because Zhan Lan still wears the Samsara watch on his hand.

When tearing apart the sanctified white bird, he clearly saw the watch placed in the form of a leg ring on the bird's foot on Zhan Lan's right side - using the chief god's captain authority to strengthen it was not a solution. But if Zhan Lan is forcibly promoted by the Lord God, he will use rough methods to directly clean up the hidden dangers. Not to mention that her subsequent growth potential will be significantly reduced, at least other people's problems will not be so easy to solve.

——And I also want to deal with this problem myself.

Changing a person's mind is actually not as difficult as expected. Just let what she believes in be the thing she needs to challenge. Then one day, the authoritative theory that interferes with her thoughts will collapse - for ordinary people, this type of challenge is actually enough once. But if the internal influence involves external interference, then naturally something more powerful needs to be added.

——Let’s start with the world of design.

Jiang Yu swung the forging hammer. He had no intention - nor did he have the leisure and leisure to make additional changes to the world view of A Chinese Ghost Story. He simply gathered the subconsciousness of all the living creatures in the forge, and then completely reproduced and reshaped the entire world. Demons, monsters, and chaos were still the themes of this world. After all, the four gods he promised guarded the boundaries of the sky and swept away All evil generations are still on the time line that has not flowed outside the furnace.

Mountains and rivers have grown since then, and the land has also been populated with people in proportion. The courtyard of the mansion is still full of people living in luxury, and the wilderness in the countryside is still full of evil and insect beasts.

A Chinese Ghost Story is still a Chinese Ghost Story, but Jiang Yu wants to slightly change a key tone while recreating the world in equal proportions.

That is to erase all the positive legends about the ‘Heaven’ in this world. Then, in the filled content, the cruelty and cruelty of heaven are shown as much as possible.

And after that...

"Let me see where you are."

…………………………

Zhan Lan is dead.

Zhan Lan in the first life was an orphan girl who had been plagued by various illnesses since she was a child. Abandoned by his biological parents, ostracized by his clan and relatives. She was driven out of the hut and fell to the dirt. After two nights of heavy rain, the sickly body gradually stiffened in the wet swamp.

‘Things that are useless should be thrown away, this is the way of the world. ’——This is how her family said goodbye to her when she was kicked out of the room. After struggling hard, she calmly accepted her fate.

Because 'the weak obey the strong', this is the principle of heaven.

She was able to survive until the second night because the wandering child transformed by Jiang Yu gave her food and rags to keep out the cold. Of course, the next morning. The farmers, who couldn't see the sick rice seedlings, stoned the trapper to death, and Zhan Lan's bones were broken and shattered. Perhaps he bled to death before being frozen to death by the night rain.

Zhan Lan died for the second time.

Zhan Lan in the second life is better than the first. She is the daughter of an official family. Although she was born with a disability, she had a mother who cared for her. Jiang Yu is her younger brother and also takes good care of her. But this time, she got the same fate as Nie Xiaoqian.

When he and his father went to another field to take office, a group of bandits attacked the business trip of this official family. She saw her mother being shot to death by random arrows, and her younger brother tried his best to fight against the robbers, but was decapitated with a knife. Before they died, they all shouted for her to run fast even though she had leg problems since she was a child. In the end, of course, she fell while running away, but she was not caught by the bandits and fell into the valley.

Death is not a fate that comes quickly.

Her body was stuck in a tree, and her hands were broken in the fall. Her bleeding blood and trance-like moans attracted carnivorous birds and swarms of insects, which pecked away her eyes and gnawed at her flesh bit by bit. She struggled and squirmed for two days and two nights before she finally managed to survive. He let himself fall from the tree and hit his death on the sharp rock.

‘It is natural that the weak should eat the strong, yes, the weak should eat the strong. ’——This last whisper echoed in her mind before she died.

Zhan Lan died for the third time.

In this life, she was a noblewoman in the palace. No disease or congenital disability. But the prince who gave birth to her failed in the fight for the right to inherit the throne, and her fate was to be imprisoned.

She had just learned to read and enjoyed some wealth and splendor. Then he was locked up alone in a dark courtyard where no daylight could be seen. Surrounded by walls more than ten meters high, no sound from the outside world could be heard. She had nothing but a bed and a table. She couldn't even see the person who brought her meals and took away household garbage every day. She was imprisoned in silence for decades, and her only freedom was to listen to the sound of the wind coming from the small window that was opened on one side every time she delivered food.

Jiang Yu is her jailor, and the only thing she knows is that the other person should be a male.

One day, the jailer, who couldn't bear it, found an opportunity to release her. He escaped with her, and she was delighted - she had planned her destiny for the next few decades. No matter what kind of ups and downs it is, it is better than being locked up in prison again.

If there hadn't been a sudden earthquake, she might have been able to enjoy a different life and destiny. However, now, the enclosed courtyard has an outer wall that is too high. When it breaks and falls, this huge boulder will be enough to destroy all her expectations.

Her body was smashed at the waist, but the jailer was one step ahead of her and died after his head was smashed.

The scope of the earthquake was not large, and that was the area affected. She looked blankly at the noisy crowds in all directions who were shaken by the earthquake. Severe pain and suffocation gradually overwhelmed her body.

'Is it my fault? Because I deviated from where I was originally supposed to stand? Because I chose to resist and escape? ’

'If I hadn't escaped, would it have been...'

She couldn't think too much as darkness gradually covered her body and mind. She lamented her fate and regretted that she had accepted the invitation. However, deep down inside, there was a faint flame burning after all.

'Is it really... my fault? Isn't it this abominable destiny? ’

Death came as promised.

Death never ends.

The fourth time, the fifth time, the sixth time, the seventh time...

She was reincarnated again and again and died tragically again and again. Sometimes, before they grow up, they are robbed by rebels. Sometimes they struggle hard, but they also suffer a tragic fate.

Most of them are related to flying stones.

She gradually remembered some things from her previous life.

Sometimes she would meet some fellow travelers, perhaps named Zhu Wen, perhaps named Cheng Xiao. They are as unlucky as they are, but they don't suffer this tragic fate too many times - perhaps because they rise up against it when faced with it. But she only struggled and did not completely reject her fate.

‘This is destiny. ’ she thought.

‘And I am the one whom destiny hates. ’

Amidst the deaths one after another, invisible anger gradually surged up.