It no longer fights for those women whose placentas have been occupied, but plans to find a woman who has not yet become pregnant after marriage to give them a birth number so that they can be reborn as babies. Now it was a little disgusted with the Wheel-turning King's request for it to be reincarnated as a zokru, and muttered: I will not obey your Wheel-turning King's arrangement. I want to transform into a human and be reborn in a rich family.
As soon as its delusion came into being, a city appeared in front of its eyes. Above the city was a building with glazed green tiles. A handsome woman walked out of a mansion. There was a jade hairpin on her high temples, and a gold hairpin on her wrist. The hoop sparkled.
The Zoro guessed that she must be a woman from a wealthy family, so he wanted to follow her. But as soon as it wandered into the city, it received a heavy blow from the cane, followed by a sharp shout: Get out of here, you beast. The zokura retreated continuously, and the person who hit it was a short, fat, white-haired old man. It stared at it intently, as if it had something to say. But the old man said first, what are you looking at? I am the land of this city. You bastard, why don't you get out of here and don't pollute this place.
Hearing that it was land, the zokor stopped retreating, hugged its two forelimbs into fists, worshiped it very devoutly, and kept saying: Please land, I don't want to become an animal, I just want to become a human. Don't stop me today. As long as you don't kill me, I will follow that woman for as long as I breathe, hoping to be reincarnated as her heir.
The Zoro kowtowed as he spoke, which made the land a little excited. He stamped his stick on the ground and said with a hum: All living beings follow their destiny. Possibly put into human fetus.
The zokora didn't listen to this and continued to kowtow. Suddenly he raised his head and said to the earth: If you don't make it easier for me, I will keep kowtowing my head.
Suddenly, the land disappeared, but his voice resounded in the open air: He really won't give up until he reaches the Yellow River, and he won't shed tears until he sees the coffin.
Seeing the woman walking up to a building, pushing the door open and going in, the Zoro quickly arrived, but just as she approached the threshold, a sturdy man jumped out from the door, holding an axe, staring at the Zoro with a ferocious face, and shouted: "Where is the evil?" livestock? Don't break into people's homes.
The zokora was speechless and did not dare to make a sound, its body was trembling with fear. The big man caught up and stepped on its tail. It chirped. The big man said: If you don't explain the reason, I will kick you to death.
The Zoro then said bluntly in a pleading tone: Master Door God, the King of Chakravartin asked me to be reincarnated as a Zoro. I don’t want to do it. The Zoro lives in the animal path, which is a very bitter path. For this reason, I want to change into a human being. I just saw a young man. This woman may be in her first marriage. I want to be reincarnated into a human being and become her child. When I become an adult in the future, I will definitely pay homage to the door god.
You evil beast, you have such delusional thoughts. This young woman has cultivated profound merits in her previous life, and her descendants are also very talented and intelligent. But you have no luck, are extremely stupid, have done all the bad things in your past life, brought harm to yourself, lived a guilty life, died unjustly, and even fell into the animal realm, how can you be reincarnated as a human being? Not worthy, not worthy. Even the poorest families don't deserve it, let alone the rich families who live in this building. The door god let go of his legs, but the zokora held his tail between his legs and did not escape. The door god shouted: Get out——
The zokor left the city in frustration. It was actually a wisp of tobacco in the spiritual world. Animals in the material world, even advanced animals, could not see it, but it could see everything in the material world.
Now it is drifting in the wind, swaying unsteadily. It wants to find a material destination, but it is very picky. It does not want to be reborn as a zokor, but it has the fate to be reborn as a zokor. At this moment, it didn't know where to go. It saw the sky covered with clouds, flashes of lightning, roaring thunder, and mist. It was quite frightened and did not dare to fly any higher. Otherwise, it might be blown away by the thunder. Gods who become ghosts (that is, dead ghosts) cannot be reincarnated into anything. If they want to be reincarnated, they can only become dirty oviparous or transformed creatures such as maggots and flies. Such creatures persist in the world with filth, which is no different. Because of the vicious cycle, it will be difficult to reincarnate in life after life.
At that moment, the zokor saw a mountain range below. It subconsciously sank, but because it had no weight, it always floated and could not sink.
The rain increased from sparse to dense, swaying down from the thick clouds, like strands of silk. By the way, only the silk strands that catch the rain can fall. The zokor tried to do this and succeeded in perching on a large pine tree. But thunder and lightning shook it from time to time, and it felt extremely panicked. Sneaking along the tree body to the root, there is a depression there, which looks like it was made by a woodcutter with an axe. It lurks inside, coveting the thunder and lightning to stop and find a more comfortable place to rest.
But it had only stayed in the depression for a few minutes when a tree-like person approached it and warned it sternly: If you don't get out of here, don't blame me, the tree god, for losing his temper.
Does the tree god also have a temper? The zokor felt strange, so he had to leave and came to a patch of weeds. He smelled a burst of fragrance and looked closely. There were clusters of flowers that he couldn't name growing in the grass, ranging from red, orange, yellow, green and green. Blue and purple, it is a joy to watch.
When he looked closely, he recognized that the red one was a wild rose. He walked over and wanted to pick one, but he couldn't pick one. The raindrops were still condensed on the flower, and it was about to fall. It opened its toes, but it couldn't pick one. Can't bear it.
At this time, it suddenly realized that it was still just the soul of the zokole, not a material thing, but a spiritual thing. But it’s nice to see flowers and smell the fragrance here, which is a rare kind of romance and relaxation. Although the rose you want to pick cannot be picked, you can feel its fragrance. Although the rain is getting heavier, it cannot wet its soul, so it no longer feels uncomfortable.
Now the lightning has retreated to the horizon, and the thunder is faint, as if it is no longer in contact with the river. It is scurrying freely among the flowers, holding a bunch here to smell it, picking up a flower there to look at, and suddenly, in the midst of the wild life, suddenly Feeling that its soul was as painful as being stung by a bee, it let out an "ahhh" sound, and saw a gorgeous woman stinging it with a sharp rose thorn. Just as he was about to give in, another strong burst of strange flower fragrance hit him. He fainted after smelling it, and felt his body falling straight down. He also heard the woman's despicable voice: Is an evil animal worthy of admiring flowers? If the God of Flowers hadn't discovered it in time, wouldn't all the flowers have been defiled by this guy?
The zokor fell into a cave hidden by weeds. It felt that this was its home, because there was another pair of zokors embracing each other inside. It got into the middle of them. When a female zokor was pregnant, she Finding that there were four other little zokors coming to join in the fun, it squeezed in and found a place to rest. Gradually, it and the other little zokors grew in the embryo of the mother, sharing the blessings given by the mother. Nutrition.
After a while, they were able to move slightly, towards the direction of the fetal slit. When the mother zokole twisted in pain and then lay down her fluffy body, they started from the bloody, bright mother zokor in turn. Mouse G slipped out of G's mouth, and naturally, the female zokole became their mother. The mother looked at them, turned her neck tiredly, and licked the baby that was the first to crawl close to its forelimbs with her tongue. This is the zok that fainted among the flowers.
Now give it a beautiful name Little Flower! Now, Xiao Hua has woken up. She has been reincarnated into a female zokor, which has become her destiny in this life.
