The corpse was everywhere, and I looked at the blood-like scene around me and began to laugh wildly, is this the end of me?

Is this the end of my life?

I have to say, it was a huge taunt, and I was a big joke.

I already felt my spirit was running away, and the power in my body was passing.

Although I don't know how much I just traded with the little Buddha in the past, I can guarantee that there will be no too little.

My body also began to be out of my control, and that tyrannical, mournful, hysterical spirit seemed to be encroaching upon my body.

I laughed bitterly, that’s all.

In any case, in this world, I am alone and alone, and it is better to die a hundred times.

I feel more and more tired.More and more tired, sleepy swept up, I saw the little Buddha, he with a slight smile, just look at me.The evil in the eyes is like a magnet that sinks people into it.

“How will I be?”I said with a smile.

"Losing your soul."The little man laughed, “You’re not rare anyway, are you?”

I turned my head and said, “That’s true.Farewell.”

“Goodbye.”The little man waved at me.

Just as I felt the darkness in front of me, and I was about to faint, suddenly a pair of big hands dragged me, and I slacked off and opened my eyes.It's a white fox!

In his hand, he held a huge golden holy grail with a viscous liquid with blood red.

Yes, the wine of eternal life!

I opened my eyes and spoke with the last strength."Drink Jiang Xiaopo, she can't die."

The white fox left my mouth, pressed it directly to my head, poured the glass of eternal wine directly into my throat, and then I felt that my spirit was getting more and more trance, and finally I broke down and fell asleep.

This time I had a long, long dream.

In my dreams, I’m also called a river.

But I know very well that this river is not my own.

This dream is very long, I do not know how long I have been, even when I woke up and forgot what it was, I could only hear a sigh.

I woke up slowly, stood up and looked at it, and found myself lying in the white fox's house, or the room I had stayed in before.

This gave me an illusion.

One, what happened after we entered the village was all a dream illusion, but it was clear to my own heart that it was not a dream at all.

My parents are no more.

There is no poetry anymore.

I killed the whole village.

I sat on the bed, a face of numbness, this time the red medicine came out of the drum, looking at me, the sound is not as cold as the original, she looked at me so quietly.Nothing said.

I also don't say a word, the whole person sat on the bed like a puppet who lost God.

I reached out and smelled it, and it seemed to have a thick smell of blood on it, and although it had been washed clean, I knew it.He really killed someone himself.

And not one.

A lot, a lot.

I laughed and wondered why I was still alive.

So I looked up at the red medicine and asked, "Red medicine, why do you say I'm still alive?"

“The red pill just looked at me, not speaking.

And I felt like I was suffering from a heartbreak, and one sat there talking to myself.

"Why, you bastard, why are you still alive?"

“You are alone.You might as well die."

Every time I say a word, I feel that the resentment in my heart is getting heavier and heavier, I feel like a fool, leaning against the wall, to the back, even I don't even know what I am talking about.

Red Medicinal looked at me, and finally sighed, “You don’t, and me?”

The words of the red medicine pulled me back from the abyss of the nightmare, and I looked at the red medicine in a daze.

The sadness of the heart suddenly broke.The tears flowed out completely uncontrollably.

At this time, Xue Yang came in with a bowl of hot porridge, saw me wake up, and also asked, "You finally woke up."You've slept long enough, I've been injured, and you've woken up."

And I just sat there, staring at Xue Yang, not knowing what to say.

“Drink it.In a moment my master will come, and he will come and speak to you."Xue Yang said.

I suddenly remembered that before my consciousness dissipated, it seemed that the white fox had given me the drink of the wine of eternal life.I think it’s the wine of eternal life, so I can live to this day.

I laughed bitterly, “Can you have anything to say, doesn’t he want to kill me?”Why save me in the end?”

He sat down with the hot porridge, and finally put the hot porridge down.He sighed and said, "I don't know what my master thinks, you'll ask him for a moment."

Before leaving, Xue Yang still turned his head to look at me, "Or drink a little, I think, since Jiang Xiaoshi saved you, then I will not hope that you abuse yourself so much, live well."This is the greatest reward for Jiang Xiaoxian."

I finally remembered Jiang Xiaopo said before, really, sometimes people need to live, it takes more courage than death.

Then the white fox came in.The cold golden eyes glanced at me, and the cold opening said, "You're awake."

I looked up at the white fox, my eyes were full of cold, and I smiled softly, “Why did you save me?”Don’t you want to kill me?”

"I don't want you to die."The white fox continued to speak coldly.

"Why don't you give Jiang Xiaopo a drink, she lives more than I do."I reached out my hand and began to cry.

“Why, why don’t you save her, you should have saved her!”The more I cried the louder.

But the white fox did not seem to see me crying, and said with a sneer, "She is dead, and the wine of eternal life cannot save her."

The words of the white fox put me into the bottomless abyss, and I looked up at the white fox, "Then why do you want to save me, why don't you let me die there!"

"You cannot die."The white fox said, "Anyone can die, but only you can't."

“Why!”I yelled loudly, “Don’t you want me to die, why don’t you let me die?”

"Because only you know how to revive Jiang's little poem."The white fox said.

“What!” he jumped straight out of the bed.He grabbed the shoulder of the white fox and said, “You mean, can you revive Jiang Xiao Poem?”

The white fox looked at me then, and finally nodded, "Yes, only you can revive Jiang Xiaoxue."

“I don’t know how to get back to life.”Suddenly I sat on the ground and held out my hand to hold my head.

“You know.”The white fox looked at me with great determination and said, "It is not you, but another you, only he knows the Taishan Provincial Festival, which was lost by the yin and yang masters, as long as you find your memories and know the Taishan Provincial Festival, then you can save the river poem!"

I taunted.“You tried to kill me before, did you just want to wake up the other me?”

"That's right."The white fox spoke coldly.

"Then kill me again, let the river come back to life, as long as Jiang Xiaoxue is alive, even if I die, I will."I said quickly.

"He refused."The white fox laughed at himself, "He didn't want to die because of himself, another completely innocent soul, so he refused me."

The white fox looked at me."So now our purpose is the same, you want to revive Jiang Xiaopo, and I want his memory to recover."

At this time, the white fox stopped.He said, "You should know what you should do."

I picked up the bowl of porridge, and whether it was hot or not, I poured it directly into my mouth, and the hot porridge poured down between my throat, and a warm current through the throat tube into the stomach, this burning feeling of burning gave me a little sense of being alive.

A large bowl of rice went down, and I even burned out the spleen, but I did not realize it, and the numbness in my eyes dissipated a little.