Ninety-seventh bowl of soup (10)

"It's really enviable." His Majesty the Emperor sighed. "But this world is so strange that people who have it don't cherish it, but people who can't get it have obsessions. This is also a normal thing?"

"Probably." Qing Huan smiled. "However, ordinary people should not have the courage of His Majesty the Emperor to push their lover into the abyss with their own hands, in exchange for their supreme glory."

Sif.

His Majesty the Emperor still remembered her, no matter what height he reached, he was always alone. He didn't know if it was for Sif, because nothing could drive him crazy like longevity. He wants to live, he wants to have an endless life span more than love.

"Haha." The emperor also smiled, this smile was a bit malicious, and he was no longer the warm one. "What right do you have to say about me? Don't you come to the new universe, don't you have a plan? I know what you are looking for."

Qing Huan looked at him.

"It's a coincidence. At the moment the new universe was established, the wormhole closed and I got something." He opened the portable space and took out a transparent box. Inside the box is a soft snow-white ball of light. The ball of light seems to be alive, trembling slightly, as if breathing. "It was the only light at the time, so I reached out and grabbed it and learned some stories."

If the light group had not survived for so many years, and it seemed to be immortal, the emperor would not have targeted Qing Huan. "There are inexhaustible connections between you and this thing. This is the reason why you came back? I'm cruel and unsympathetic to Sif. This person has a deep affection for you. He even gave up the law of longevity for a woman. , Shred his soul into another world, just to renew the relationship with you."

He looked up and down Qing Huan, "Women are beautiful enough, but how can love compare with life?"

His tone was full of disdain for soul fragments. In the eyes of the emperor, love is probably the most easily abandoned and least valuable thing in the world. He abandoned Sif, sacrificed his lover, and could no longer understand other people's obsessions.

"You seem to know everything." Qing Huan glanced at the light ball in the box, and the bell on his hand rang gently.

"Of course I know, what I don't know? This thing, when you encounter it, you will have its memory. To be honest, I thought that birth, old age, sickness and death, new universe people can't avoid it. But it let me know that people can really Immortal!" His Majesty's expression suddenly became wild. He held the box in both hands, his eyes were obsessed and passionate, and he regarded this fragment as a treasure that could save him. "But technology can't analyze its ingredients, so I thought, since you occupies all of its memory, as long as you catch you, this thing will be obedient, right?"

The light group is soft and exudes incomparable beautiful light-this is the power that only powerful souls have.

Qing Huan stared at the light group in a trance. It is true that, as the Emperor said, she certainly did not come here to reminisce about the past, nor did she come here to teach and educate people. She came just to find something. And what she was looking for was now in the hands of His Majesty the Emperor. "You look strange, you are really afraid of death."

Qinghuan's words were calm, but His Majesty the Emperor could hear a sense of sarcasm from it. He stared at the familiar and unfamiliar girl in front of him for almost ten thousand years. During this long period of time, he had been thinking, is his idea too incredible? Who can guarantee that this person will come back? Who can guarantee that the memory of this light group is all? What he knows and understands is only the strong obsession of the light group that cannot be ignored, and the memory of "longevity".

The master of this piece of soul fragment discovered the secret of longevity, but he didn't tell anyone, but he chopped up his soul and threw it into pieces, at the cost of giving up longevity, and looking for someone. He even created a young body as a medium. When the person he was looking for saw the pair of corpses, the door of memory opened, soul fragments floated, and fate began to move towards an immeasurable future.

It's just a bet.

If he can't find that person, he will dissipate, and the secret of longevity will be sealed in dust until the next powerful person discovers it again.

What kind of person would be willing to give up immortality for the sake of a woman?

His Majesty the Emperor couldn't understand, and he was unwilling to understand. When he personally pushed Sif down, he was destined to completely eliminate love from his soul. At this moment, he only wants to learn the secrets of longevity from this light group and this mysterious woman, other than that, he doesn't want anything!

"Tell me, how can I live, tell me!" His Majesty the Emperor's expression was distorted, excited and irritable.

Qing Huan was still sitting in the cage. At this moment, she got up and walked slowly towards the edge of the cage. His Majesty the Emperor was taken aback: "Are you crazy? You will die!"

Qinghuan just smiled, and didn't mean to stop. In the end, His Majesty opened the cage himself-he was afraid, horrified, if this woman died, he would not survive! Qinghuan looked at him pityingly: "Do you think anyone is as afraid of death as you?" How could that thing hurt her, even if it hurts, she is not afraid.

Without desire and demand, there will be no worry and fear.

The cage was only open at one corner, and she reached out and grabbed a frame. The frame that she thought would cut her was like a branch in her hand—without any effect. Qinghuan asked: "Choose life or love, this is personal freedom, who cares about you. It's normal that you don't want to die, the world is afraid of death. But what can you do if you catch me? What if you have this fragment? Want to live forever, Isn't it all right to die? Death is life."

There is no longevity in the world. If there is, it is also at the price of the loneliness and sadness of eternal life. Everyone wants to live forever. After longevity, everyone wants to die. The black wants to become white, and the white wants to become black. nice.

"What about you? Why didn't you die?!" His Majesty the Emperor asked heartbreakingly. Failure to grasp Qinghuan means that there is no hope for longevity, and his heart is full of fear. He will soon... be 10,000 years old, less than five months, less than five months!

"How do you know I'm not dead?" Qing Huan opened her palm, and the box magically appeared in her hand in the next second. She opened the box, the light ball jumped in her palm, and then entered the bell. The bell rang lightly and remained silent. "Birth, old age, sickness and death, human nature, you are a good emperor, but the matter of longevity, don't think about it anymore."

His majesty the emperor can't give up is his status and glory, but he is indeed a good emperor during the years he has been in power. "Farewell this time, I won't see you again in my life, you take care."

Before leaving, Qing Huan took a deep look at His Majesty the Emperor. He may not know that End has merged with him. Maybe this is the reason why he is afraid of death and longing for longevity, maybe not, so who can tell? At the moment when the wormhole disappeared, only the mechanical lifeform was swallowed, but the other personality belonging to King that was parasitic on the mechanical lifeform came back. The two personalities blended with each other. You have me in you, and you are in me. I can’t tell the difference. Which is right and wrong, which is good and which is bad.

"Give me back...Give back that thing...Give me back!"

His Majesty the Emperor rushed towards Qinghuan, the weapon stopped one second before reaching her, because she turned around to avoid the light shooting and hit his eyebrows. In the last consciousness of the emperor, he only saw the beautiful face with infinite compassion, and then he fainted.

After waking up, everything is forgotten.

There is no Naihe Bridge, no Qinghuan, and no longevity. He might still be afraid of death, but there is no other way, he can only wait, and then accept.

When life comes to an end, it is useless to force.

Soon, the people in the new universe discovered that they had lost their so-called "talent". When the light group was taken out of this world, the series of changes it brought about began to disappear. People's lifespan gradually tends to be balanced, everyone has no "talent", and everyone has become equal. The world still needs some time to be peaceful and stable. Qinghuan never doubts the tenacity and tenacity of mankind. The light cluster does not belong to this world, but its existence makes the universe itself choose evolution. This evolution seems too eager and anxious, so it creates great inequality. When the light mass disappears, everything will gradually get better. Excellent talents can also appear on the fourth-class planets, such as Taichu, and then make contributions to the changes of the new universe, there may be difficulties and obstacles, misunderstandings and discord, but it does not matter, they will always move towards a better future together. Don’t people live for this, for the better, not for others.

But, perhaps, does not include the emperor's rotten heart.

Everyone will change. Some become worse, some become better. Some give up some in order to get some, and some are desperate to make up for something, so they create "desire", "desire" produces "obsession", and "obsession" leads to inability to liberate.

However, the slow-cooked soup on the bridge is based on human emotions, tears, love, hatred and hatred for a lifetime, beautiful memories, sweets and bitters, and miscellaneous flavors. The purpose is to let the ghost of obsession drink down and let go of the past to the next life. If you don't let go, you will be a trapped beast, fighting and entangled endlessly.

I don't understand why. The past has passed and the future has not yet come. The only thing that can be cherished is the present, and the only choice is to let go.

The world is full of idiots, which is why this world is not peaceful. There are a hundred ghosts at the bottom of the Forgotten River, muddy flesh, broken souls, rotted, completely unrecognizable. , Waiting for a dream that may never appear.