Chapter 1154 Looking at Life, Counting Reincarnations

Although he doesn't like reading very much, as the son of a teacher, Zhang Wen thinks that ziji should be able to export chapters, but he feels that it is a little difficult for ziji, so he listened to the comfort of the beautiful woman who grew up and made him the daughter of his favorite owner very much...

At the beginning, he often showed an expression of pretending to think, whether it was sleeping, eating, or walking. In short, no matter how he did shite things, he had to show an expression of thinking first. This was the woman he had liked since he was a child. He told him the way to make ziji think often. In this way, He will think that he has knowledge. "The chapters of the novel are updated the fastest.

This method was exerted to the extreme by Zhang's article. Gradually, as he grew up, he changed from pretending to be thinking at the beginning to real thinking.

Even until the day he married the woman he liked, he was thinking about life in the envious eyes of the people around him. Even if he worshipped heaven and earth, he was pulled by the woman angrily, so he reluctantly finished worshipping heaven and earth.

He is lucky, because the woman he likes has a father who doesn't like her, so this marriage is obviously a mismatch of identities. The woman's father ignored it at all, and even appeared.

This luck seems to have always been with him. In this guog of thinking about life, he slowly seems to be mingbái, but when he thinks about it carefully, he is all mingbái.

shijiān slowly passed by. In the summer after they got married, on a rainy night, there was a series of rainstorms and lightning, and his wife was about to give birth.

On this night, his father-in-law, the woman's father, looked up to the sky and laughed in the rain, regardless of the rain that wet his whole body, and the laughter echoed with sadness.

Zhang Wenwen looked at his father-in-law in the rain. With that crazy look, he fell into thinking. It's just that this thought is very short. He was interrupted by his upset, because... his wife's sad screams came from the house, and the pain of dystocia turned into a voice.

This sound made his heart tremble, made him unable to think about life, and even made him afraid. He was afraid that this day would be a farewell to heaven and man. He was afraid that after this day passed, he would become a madness like his father-in-law.

As his wife's screams continued to spread, and as his father-in-law's laughter in the rain became stronger and stronger, Zhang Wenwen's body trembled. At this moment, the door of his wife's house, which was about to give birth, was pushed open, found a stable woman to give birth, and ran out with fear.

"Monster...Monster!!"

Zhang Wenwen was shocked. He rushed out of the house and took a look at his wife's room before giving birth. After her painful expression, she shouted to others. Lift the sedan chair. As he rushed out of the yard quickly.

He is going to invite Langzhong instead of being a stable woman. Because he has a strong premonition that this delivery may be life and death. This is no longer something that the mother-in-law can help. It needs the man to save his life!

In the rain, he walked through the noodle stall that still existed even in the heavy rain. Meiyou went to pay attention to the big stone in the stall. The old man sitting there was coming to him, and Zhang Wen quickly led people through.

Until he invited to the county, a doctor who seemed to be similar to Mo Langzhong in those years brought him back to the yard. Zhang Wen looked at his wife's room anxiously. He suddenly gritted his teeth and directly opened the door and stepped into it. He didn't want to wait outside. He wanted to enter. Enter here, take his wife's hand and get through this difficult time with her.

But just as he was about to open the door, the door was also opened from the inside. During the roar of lightning, he saw the baby in Lang Zhong's arms, and also saw the bed, and his wife's body was motionless.

There was a bang in his mind, and there was the sad laughter of his father-in-law outside in his ear. He trembled and walked to his wife. He looked pale. Fǎngfoyijing became a corpse, but the corners of his mouth was a wife with a smile of maternal love. His heart was forcibly torn apart. At this He could no longer think about life, but suddenly turned around and stared at the man.

His body unconsciously appeared illusory. In front of him, there was gradually another figure slowly condensing, and the Lang Zhong, who looked at him, looked incredible and seemed to have some kind of understanding.

In this scene, Zhang Wen did not know that it was almost the same as what his father-in-law experienced in those years, but the difference is that his father-in-law in those years, there was a virtual shadow behind him, and now he has become a virtual shadow, and what appears in front of him is the body of cohesion.

At this moment, Zhang Wen's mind suddenly roared, like some kind of dusty memory was opened by Turán. At the moment when the memory was opened, he woke up from reincarnation and opened his eyes from a deep sleep. His eyes were gradually no longer crazy, but became Qingming. He It looks no different from the past, but it is vaguely more flexible.

He closed his eyes. With the opening of his memory and waking up from reincarnation, he remembered everything. He was not an article, he was... Su Ming!

He is Su Ming of the true world of Daochen, and he is Su Ming of the underworld. He is on a broken star, arranging the method of refining and going to refine the white ring of Su Ming!

He remembered everything, but only... he couldn't remember the previous reincarnations, and his memory seemed to stay at the moment when he stepped into the reincarnation.

In silence, Su Ming looked back at the woman's body on the bed. He saw the woman's appearance. The moment he saw the appearance, Su Ming's body trembled slightly.

The woman's appearance is the white phoenix in his memory, or the white spirit of Wushan in his memory...

"This type of reincarnation, she is my wife..." In the silence, Su Ming raised his right hand, gently yidiǎn on Bai Ling's body, and immediately poured vitality into Bai Ling's body, making his life to disperse. At this moment, he regained his vitality and slowly opened his eyes.

She looked at Su Ming's weak face and smiled.

"Let me... look at the child..."

Su Ming looked at Bai Ling and woke up his memory. There was a complexity in his heart, but this complexity was revealed on his face, but nodded. He took the baby from the man's arms and came to Bai Ling's side. The two of them looked at the baby together, with a smile on Bai Ling's face with maternal love.

"It looks like you, but don't be silly with you. It's always stupid." Bai Ling said with a smile, but there was still weakness in that smile.

Su Ming closed his eyes, covered the complexity in his eyes, and a sigh came out in his heart.

shijiān has passed for three years in a flash.

In the past three years, Su Ming has been with Bai Ling. He is no longer thinking about life, because life is in front of him. Yijingméiyoushime can think about it. This is a reincarnation, an illusory life. In this life, everyone is asleep, but Su Ming is awake. He looks at people. Our joys and sorrows, looking at Bai Ling's gentleness to him, watching the child grow up, that kind of thought can't be expressed in words.

Some shihou, waking up... is often a kind of pain. If Su Ming méiyou think of everything, he can live a happy life as before, but now, he wants to do it, but because all this is false, he can't devote himself to it.

On this day three years later, Bai Ling's father closed his eyes and left this shijiè.

Three years later, Su Ming's father in this reincarnation, the teacher, also reached the end of his life and left his body.

Life, old age, illness and death, the normal state of the world, the former noodle stall has long been gone, empty, and seems to have disappeared in these years.

Until the child grew up, until there were wrinkles on Bai Ling's face, and until the vicissitudes of life appeared on Su Ming's body, the years went further and further unconsciously in the reincarnation of the two.

Bai Ling is happy. Even if he is old now, but whenever he looks at Su Ming, he shows tenderness in his eyes. When he whispers, he talks about his childhood with Su Ming in this reincarnation, the company from childhood until now.

Su Ming also gradually let Ziji stop thinking about the past, and slowly let Ziji immerse himself in this reincarnation, count each other's white hair, and slowly grow old.

Until their daughter married, until the ruthless years passed, after decades, Bai Ling's body slowly aged, with more and more wrinkles. Finally, at midnight one day, he took Su Ming's hand, looked at the starry sky outside the window, and muttered in a low voice...

"I had a dream, dreamed of a mountain, dreamed of an ancient tribe, dreamed that I was a tribal woman, wearing white fur, with some beautiful embellishments on the eyebrows, and you... were from another tribe. In a bloody month, you carried me on your back... In the early morning outside a mountain, around, no I would like to send me back...

I dreamed of an agreement, an agreement between you and me..." Bai Ling muttered, with a smile on the corners of her mouth. When she mumbled, she closed her eyes and opened it again.

Su Ming took Bai Ling's hand, and there was a memory in his eyes. He watched Bai Ling's life gradually dissipate. Looking at the whole shijiè to today, fǎngfo was about to pass.

A year later, Su Ming sold the quadrangle courtyard, because anyone here is a figure in his memory. With the passage of shijiān, he became the oldest man in the county. He witnessed all the changes in the years of Jiazi in the county. He saw too many life, old age, illness and death, so he sold his family property. In an empty difāng in the county, he built a table, and set up a noodle stand there.

Hurry up with noodles, make soup, knit grass dolls, look at life, count reincarnations silently...

Tomorrow, continue the third update! ( To be continued.)

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