Didn't you fake your own death fifty-five years ago just to hide the truth and seek immortality? And he still sacrificed his wife and children for the purpose of immortality. If you ask me about such a disgraceful thing now, how can I be embarrassed to say it?
If I offend you, if you don't teach me the craftsmanship of bringing the dead back to life, I won't have anywhere to cry!
Besides, I don't care at all why you are faking death, or whether you are faking death to seek immortality. Now I just want to know another way to bring the dead back to life, or at the very least, tell me how to find the one who sealed Ling Jiang. A bronze blood coffin will also do.
As soon as this idea came up, I regretted it, because Mr. Xie could see through the thoughts in my mind. Didn't he see everything I just thought about?
Sure enough, Xie Chuanyin asked me in a slightly deep voice, "Little doll, do you think that people of our generation, by letting their wives and children die in our place, are trying to seek immortality by concealing the truth?"
Is not it? The facts are already in front of you, is it possible that you still want to quibble?
But I only dare to think about this in my heart and don’t dare to say it out loud. Even though I knew Mr. Xie could see through my mind, I didn't dare to speak openly. This was my last bit of stubbornness to maintain my hypocrisy.
So I said very hypocritically that I don't know anything about the craft of concealing the truth, so I don't know the specifics of your original methods.
After hearing this, Xie Chuanyin couldn't help but sneer, and then said, "You little baby, you are just like your grandfather, you are flawless in everything you say and do." I'm obviously scolding my mother in my heart, but I'm smiling and saying that you're right. They are all equally hypocritical!
I didn't defend myself because I didn't know how to defend myself. What I just did was indeed hypocritical, and it was a very deep level of hypocrisy. If you try to defend this, it would be sophistry.
But Xie Chuanyin took the initiative to defend me and said, after all, there are some differences between you and your grandfather. He is hypocritical in order to achieve his goals at all costs, which is considered to be adaptable; you don't want to expose others' shortcomings, so you avoid serious issues and tell white lies. In the final analysis, you are just too kind, and you are considered a bad person.
Although Xie Chuanyin said this, I think I should be similar to my grandfather. After all, I also used any means to achieve the goal of resurrecting Ling Jiang. If I don't expose Xie Chuanyin's shortcomings, I'm just worried that he will become angry and refuse to teach me craftsmanship.
But I didn't struggle with this matter, and it was exposed by Xie Chuanyin, so there was no need to hide it anymore, so I asked Xie Chuanyin, if you say so much, do you mean to tell me that on the 55th? Years ago, you asked your wife and children to die for you, wasn't it just to hide the truth?
He said it was a secret.
Let me tell you, isn’t that okay? As long as they hide the truth, wouldn't they be used as sacrifices?
Xie Chuanyin did not directly respond to my question, but asked me, do you think Ling Yantang would personally send his granddaughter to sacrifice?
Although he did not answer me directly, this question indirectly refuted my previous statement.
Indeed, if Ling Jiang would become a sacrifice, then Mr. Ling Yantang would definitely not agree to the nine-character destiny. But since he himself was involved, it means that the idea of using his wife and children as sacrifices obviously does not make sense.
But then I thought about it, Mr. Ling Yantang has gone crazy. Even if he doesn't want Ling Jiang to become the "death" character in the nine-character destiny, there is probably no way to stop it, right?
When we were in the hospital, the pair of middle-aged people who claimed to be Ling Jiang's parents did appear, but they only appeared briefly and disappeared without a trace. Therefore, even if they wanted to change Ling Jiang's fate, in such a short time Time, come to think of it, it certainly won’t change.
So it's very possible that the Ling family wants to change Ling Jiang's fate, but they don't have the ability to do so.
Seeing that he couldn't convince me, Xie Chuanyin asked me, was that girl from the Ling family personally put into the coffin by you and Zhang Hazi?
Of course, this is not the case. Zhang Hazi and I wanted to stop Ling Jiang, but in the end we were still a step behind Ling Jiang. I couldn't wait to trade my life for Ling Jiang, how could I put him in the coffin?
No, why did Xie Chuanyin suddenly ask this question? Could it be that their wives and children, like Ling Jiang, jumped into the coffin on their own?
Zhang Hazi had guessed this before, but one thing that didn't make sense was that there was no explanation for the corpse aura that had persisted for decades.
Xie Chuanyin said that Zhang Hazi's guess was correct. They did die voluntarily, otherwise there would be nail scratches on the coffin lid.
But how to explain those corpse auras?
He said that although they died voluntarily, they also died with resentment.
I don’t understand. Since he died with resentment, why are there no scratches on the coffin lid?
He said, because there must be no scratches, otherwise everything will be in vain.
I frowned and asked quickly, what do you mean? What does it mean that everything is in vain?
From what he said, I suddenly thought of a terrible scene, that is, those pregnant women know that they are going to die soon, but for some reason, they have to stay awake in the coffin. , and you can’t slap the coffin.
This also means that in the coffin, they cannot scream, call for help, or make any sound. They can only count down the seconds for themselves. In the extremely painful suffocation, they have to try hard to restrain themselves from reaching out to grab the coffin. cover!
What a desperate scene this must be. Just thinking about it, I feel my muscles all over my body are tightening. I wish I could reach out and smash the invisible coffin right now to break the shackles that imprison my soul.
Xie Chuanyin said, because they are not dying for us stinky men, but dying for their sons.
When I heard this, I couldn't help but curse, talk, and fart! Their sons are in their bellies. If they die, their sons will not survive!
Xie Chuanyin said, but if they don't die, what will happen to the son they have given birth to?
The green flames in the cave were still burning brightly. The cold air in the air met the hot air of the flames and formed a strong wind, which caused the flames to roar and roar, just like the roar in my heart at this moment.
I never thought there would be such a possibility. If what Xie Chuanyin said was true, how helpless and desperate would they be when facing all this?
I dare not think deeply about this problem, or even put myself into it, because I am afraid that I will fall into it and go completely crazy because of it.
This kind of dilemma is a multiple-choice question. Not to mention that the ancestors in the past could not do it. Even if the time passes another thousand or ten thousand years, the intelligent life in the future will not be able to do it.
After a long time, I was slightly awakened by the cold wind formed in the cave. Then I took a deep breath and asked Xie Chuanyin, why would their son die if they didn't die?
Xie Chuanyin was silent for a long time, as if he was trying to calm down his emotions, and then he spoke to me. To understand this problem, you must first know which dripping tomb is here. Once you understand aging, you will also understand why we all had to fake our own death back then.
