As Mr. Bao regained his momentum, Qian Yunsheng immediately felt light all over.
He quietly wiped the back of his sweat-soaked hands behind his back. If not for this, he felt that his slippery palms could hardly hold the flagpole.
Mr. Bao walked to the side and sat down, stretched out his hand and waved towards him. Qian Yunsheng walked over involuntarily. The gap between the two sides was too big. At this moment, he even had no idea of refusing.
The soul-capturing flags that usually made him feel particularly safe, or the messy little means of escaping in the storage bag, were now all taken away by him and lying obediently in the corner of the bag.
Qian Yunsheng even felt that these things were like playing house in front of Mr. Bao, and could not bring him any help at all.
Mr. Bao raised his head and glanced at him and said, "There's no need for this, relax. If I had intended to take your life, you would have died long ago."
As soon as he finished saying this, Qian Yunsheng felt beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Relax, relax." Qian Yunsheng warned himself. Indeed, as the other party said, if he wanted to kill himself, there would already be a dead body on the ground. If the other party really wanted to capture him, he would be nothing more than a puppet in their hands.
Since the other party told the truth frankly, there was no reason to take action again.
After thinking about this clearly, Qian Yunsheng shrugged helplessly and replied, "The boy desperately wants to escape at this moment, but he understands that he can't escape from the hands of senior. Since senior is so powerful, why don't you find a place where there is tea and wine? Wouldn’t it be nice for everyone to chat and drink at the same time?”
Mr. Bao glanced at Qian Yunsheng and said with an admiring smile, "You are timid. You are really brave. When I was so young, I was not as brave as you."
Then he smiled and patted the other half of the big stone pier beside him, and said, "Sit down, let's talk."
Qian Yunsheng was secretly surprised. The contradictory words expressed by the other party showed that he knew a lot about himself. I am usually very careful, but I don't know where I got caught.
He deliberately tried to test in his heart, he sat down next to Mr. Bao obediently, raised his head and asked, "Young man, I don't understand. After the battle just now, now that I think about it carefully, when I was always against you, I just feel that you always have the intention to kill." There is no murderous intention, I wonder if the kid has made a mistake?"
Mr. Bao was still smoking his cigarette and said calmly, "Now that the ghost realm is withered, I never thought that I would meet such an interesting junior like you in my lifetime."
Qian Yunsheng was slightly startled. No wonder he always felt that the other party was so familiar with his own skills before, but he was also a ghost cultivator.
For a moment, he had a strange feeling. Was the other party an enemy? Is it a friend? Or is there any relationship?
Seeing the confusion in Qian Yunsheng's eyes, Mr. Bao smiled slightly and asked, "Do you know that you are now in a certain death situation?"
Qian Yunsheng smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't understand it at first, but I understood it after seeing you. I thought I would die today, and I was even prepared to commit suicide. If you had taken one step forward just now, you would have had to help me collect the body." .”
Mr. Bao smiled and said, "Good boy, are you blaming me for being too harsh?"
Then he sighed faintly, "Since you were able to repair the Soul-Capturing Banner so quickly, it's obvious that your ability is beyond my expectations. Then I can trust you more by entrusting that matter to you."
Qian Yunsheng was surprised and asked, "I think I'm usually quite cautious. How did you always know that I have a soul-capturing flag?"
Mr. Bao clicked his cigarette rod twice, sighed and said, "It's a long story. If we spend all the topic on this tonight, I'm afraid it will be too late for the really important things."
"You just need to know that nothing is absolutely confidential. The things you think are kept secret are actually just your thoughts at this level. After the power really pays attention to you, everything about you is no longer a secret. Therefore, you only have Continuously improving your strength is the best way to ensure your own safety."
Qian Yunsheng's heart trembled, and he vaguely grasped the deep meaning of his words.
Mr. Bao asked again, "I just said that you have entered a certain death situation, but you are not that panicked. Do you think you have something else to rely on?"
Qian Yunsheng was neither sure nor denying it, but smiled bitterly and said, "Since the senior stopped the kid late at night, he must have shown him a clear way to survive?"
His words were sharp and sharp. Not only did he want to get more information from Mr. Bao, but he also did not reveal a trace of his own truth.
"It's really slippery." Bao Lao smiled at him.
Then his voice deepened and he said proudly, "If you can satisfy me with the following question, then why not give you a clear path?"
Qian Yunsheng's eyes lit up, and he felt the impressive Gaoan temperament of Mr. Bao. His heart moved slightly, and he respectfully replied, "Senior, please ask."
Mr. Bao clicked the cigarette rod twice more, slowly spit out a long thread, and watched it disperse in the air.
Qian Yunsheng looked from the side and saw that Mr. Bao had a clumsy look on his face, his face was like a rock, which combined with his smoking posture added an unfathomable mystery.
After a while, Mr. Bao still remained silent, but Qian Yunsheng surprisingly did not show any impatience, and even used this rare gap to gradually regain his inner peace.
After a while, looking at the loose tobacco, Mr. Bao suddenly asked, "Where does life come from, and where does death go?"
Qian Yunsheng was slightly startled, wondering why the other party suddenly asked such an unanswered question.
You must know that life is the loneliest journey for everyone. Even your closest parents, wife, children, and friends can only accompany you through a short journey in life.
Those seemingly lively moments and memories worth remembering are all just a short moment in the long river of loneliness. It is precisely because the background of life is loneliness that we can feel the happiness and sweetness in contrast to loneliness.
If the background of life is happiness, then you will not feel happy when you encounter happy things in the future. Instead, you will feel that happiness has lost its sweet color.
Qian Yunsheng thought carefully, smiled slightly, and replied, "Senior, this question is really difficult to answer. I'm afraid different people will have different answers."
"For me, life comes from death, just as life is short and only death is eternal, and only the horror of death reflects the beauty of birth. It is difficult for me to imagine that without death, there is still life. What’s the point?”
"Just like if we had endless life, then birds would not be able to build nests and insects would not sing songs, because these things that we must do while we are still alive lose their meaning in the face of infinite life. "
"As a result, all the good things we see now will be destroyed, and all the prosperous scenes we see will lose their vitality. So for me, life comes from death. Only in this way can we feel The temperature and smell of life.”
Mr. Bao's eyes lit up slightly when he heard this. He turned his head, looked at Qian Yunsheng and said, "Then where will death be?"
Qian Yunsheng lowered his head, frowned and thought for a while, and then slowly said, "Death is just like a journey of self-rethinking for me. The ferryman by the Wangchuan River, the Naihe Bridge Meng Po Tang, what doesn’t make us reorganize ourselves and get on the road again?”
"So, if we want to talk about where death is going, I think death itself is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is forgetting, and death makes us forget. Death makes us unable to remember our parents. The face, the face of the wife, the voice of the child, cannot remember the joy, tears, and efforts that we care about most and wipe them all out.”
"Therefore, I think the ultimate purpose of death is to make us forget." Qian Yunsheng concluded.
Mr. Bao was silent for a moment, and when Qian Yunsheng became more and more uneasy, he burst into laughter with his palms in his hands, "Ha, what a forgetful one! Today, Qian Xiaoyou's answer is quite to my liking, so I'll just count you as passing." Words There was an indescribable feeling of desolation.
Qian Yunsheng's heart moved slightly, and he felt that he had grasped a trace of the other party's true feelings.
Youzai literature allows the soul to travel!
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