Under the dark night, the torch shone on the post road in the wilderness, and also illuminated the faces of the blood secret warriors.

The commander inserted the knife into the scabbard, raised his hand and said, "I just said it was an order from a superior, but that's not what I meant."

With a grim face, the commander ordered, "Get out of the way, and send off Commander Xue and Instructor Lu!"

It can be seen that he is very prestigious in this army, and no blood secret warrior disobeys his orders, even if they may be subject to military law in the future.

In the silent night, a famous blood warrior controlled the warhorse under his crotch and retreated to both sides of the post road. The torch in his hand was like a spark, illuminating the way forward.

One by one, they rolled off their horses, stood on both sides of the road, and inserted the knives around their waists into the muddy ground with their scabbards attached.

Lu Qiu was stunned to see this scene, "Xiao Lin, you are crazy, you will..."

Before he could finish his words, Xiao Lin interrupted him and emphasized what he had just said, "Respectfully send Commander Xue and Instructor Lu!"

At this time, by the light of the torch, Lu Qiucai could see Zhang Jianyi's face clearly in the darkness. He knew more than one-third of them, and they were the children he had brought in the blood secret warrior camp.

This is a newly created army of the Peking University Camp, most of them are young people, no more than fourteen years old. The immature faces of the blood secret warriors are solemn like statues against the background of the firelight.

You can see the admiration and respect in the eyes of these people, this is the person he has trained.

Xue Zhiyu also saw many familiar faces, and once followed her on the battlefield to rush to kill, this is a legion almost entirely made up of their acquaintances!

Lu Qiu immediately understood, it wasn't that the military was ruthless, the people above had already let them go, otherwise it wouldn't have been Xiaolin leading a team to round them up.

After returning to his senses, he grinned and pulled his wife, "Let's go."

When passing by the commander, Lu Qiu and the commander looked at each other, paused for half a second, and then passed by.

The husband and wife zip through the roads in a grand escape, while the troops rounding them up stand on both sides and salut.

They were getting faster and faster, whipping up the wind on the road and picking up the winter leaves.

The fallen leaves were ignited on the torch and flew high into the sky like a spark.

The blood secret warriors on both sides of the road performed standard military salutes, and said in unison: "Respectfully send Commander Xue and Instructor Lu!"

The corners of Lu Qiu's eyes, which were illuminated by the firelight under the darkness of the night, were flickering, but he did not look back, he dragged his wife all the way forward, crossed this well-established avenue watched by his comrades, and disappeared into the dark night.

It wasn't until the figures of Lu Qiu and Xue Zhiyu disappeared that the commander slowly turned his head, his broken hair dancing in the air, the redness in his deep eyes and the torch complemented each other, "Be happy..."

Lu Chen watched this scene in a dream-like scene, and was also very emotional. He was no stranger to this commander, but he was not familiar with it either.

Because he has only seen each other in the portrait, this is the brother of Instructor Lin Jiang.

"As expected of the two strongest blood secret warriors, let's chase!"

Commander Lin raised his sword and mounted the horse and ordered.

He rode his war horse and rushed straight towards the exact opposite place to Lu Qiu and Xue Zhiyu.

You don't need to think about it to know that although this is a tacit understanding, Commander Lin, who is in charge of this round-up mission, will definitely be severely punished.

Lu Chen remembered that Lin Jiang once said that his brother was placed in the death squad, fighting on the most dangerous battlefield all the year round, and died in a mission at the age of seventeen.

He never thought that he still had such a cause and effect with his family. If this Commander Lin hadn't let go of his parents today, would the outcome be different?

Instructor Lin Jiang obviously knew the reason why his brother was downgraded to wear small shoes and finally died on the battlefield, but he never mentioned it to himself and was always kind to himself.

Perhaps Lu Chen was thinking too much. He was pulled out by Qianxue from the Samsara Lake again. When he returned to his senses, he was already at the periphery.

He adjusted his physical condition, using the word secret to stabilize the Dao injury, disregarding Qianxue's dissuasion, he continued to come to Samsara Lake to see what happened next.

But when he looked at the heart of the lake this time, there was no continuation of the scene. When the dream fainted, what he saw was already another scene.

It was a place that he had no impression of in his memory. It was in the middle of the forest, next to a small stream.

It was summer, and the man was wearing light clothes and was standing in the creek to catch fish. His hands were fast, and he didn't need any tools at all. One after another, the big fish of the fat girl were thrown into the fish basket on the shore.

At this time, by the river, there was a two-year-old boy lying on a pebble, counting a few small crabs in the sand with his tender hands.

"Wow--"

The little boy shouted suddenly. It turned out that his hand was caught when he was fiddling with crabs, but he did not cry, but just waved his hand and shouted at his father.

Lu Qiu jumped up and down, then came to Lu Chen's side, stretched out his hand and broke the crab off.

He pinched his son's cheek, "Do you want Dad to teach you how to teach him?"

"To... eat—"

The little boy pointed at the crabs in a milky voice, and immediately made Lu Qiu amused, "Okay, okay, go back at night and let your mother cook it for you."

Unexpectedly, the little boy shook his head again and again, "I don't want my mother to do it, I want my father to do it."

Lu Qiu picked up his son and asked with a smile, "Why?"

The little man wrinkled his nose, "Mother's cooking is so unpalatable..."

"Stinky boy, if you like it or not."

At this moment, another voice came. It was Xue Zhiyu who came. There was still some fruit in the basket behind her. She stepped forward and picked up Xiao Lu Chen's back collar and said, "Why, you are still picky eaters at a young age?"

"Chenchen said nothing without..."

Lu Qiu held back his laughter, and before he could finish speaking, his wife's eyes glared back, and he changed his words: "No no no, your cooking is delicious."

Lu Chen looked at this scene in the paradise, and his mood was complicated. He had forgotten that his family had had such a happy time.

He has very vague memories of his father. He only remembers that one day when his father was gone, his mother said to himself that his father had gone far away.

It didn't take long for her mother to take herself to the small town.

When he was four years old, his mother fell asleep on the bed and never woke up again.

The picture is flying like a dream, not so complete, only sporadic fragments.

Lu Chen saw that one night, his father coughed up blood on the dining table, and his mother asked Xiao Lu Chen to go back to the room to go to bed earlier.

"Looks like my deadline is up. I thought I was the one who could live to be twenty years old."

Lu Qiu wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and smiled. The corners of his eyes had begun to form indistinct wrinkles.

Once this phenomenon occurs, blood secret warriors usually don't survive for five days.

"Didn't you always brag about the longevity of your old Lu family? Why is it like this?"

Although Xue Zhiyu sneered, the sadness in her eyes could not be concealed.

Lu Qiu waved his hand, "I've thought about it, and I'm ready to go out."

Xue Zhiyu frowned, "No way."

She knew what her husband wanted to do, and when they first settled down, the other party had mentioned it, and she had kept secret contacts with old men in the military.

Lu Qiu sat in the chair and looked at the flickering candlelight. He was usually obedient to his wife, but he was surprisingly firm in this matter, "Zhi Yu... I don't want to die in bed."

"What about Chenchen, can't he even worship his father's tomb?"

Lu Qiu stared into her husband's eyes.

"Morning morning..."

Lu Qiu looked inside the room, his outstanding hearing could allow him to hear the steady breathing of the child who was already asleep, he smiled, "My son, why be so pretentious, it's all fate, I'm very happy that he can grow up healthy. ."

"Did you grow up healthy..."

Xue Zhiyu said quietly, the couple had always thought so, and when they left the army, they were full of beautiful fantasies about the future.

But fantasy is always fantasy, and now they realize that the most fundamental problem is that after their death, no one can take care of this child.

Lu Chen's consciousness traveled in this scene, and bits and pieces of information kept pouring into his consciousness. He wanted to reach out and touch it, but he didn't even have a body.

In the end, the man left, and he returned to the battlefield. He was born on the battlefield and died on the battlefield, just nameless.

Because he is not in the weaving at all, even the list of dead will not have his name.

Xue Zhiyu hugged her young son, left the house by the stream, and took her son to a small town.

She wants to help her son find a reliable and ordinary family before her deadline.

In Lu Chen's memory, his mother was a gentle and strong person, and he had never seen his mother cry.

But when he left the hut by the stream, he saw that he was still crying. Little Lu Chen was lying on his mother's back, and he couldn't see his mother's expression at all.

The screen turned again, and Lu Chen looked at the familiar house with sympathy.

The candlelight beside the bed shone on the woman's pale face. Young Lu Chen sat in front of the stool by the bed, took his mother's hand, and listened to his last instructions.

"Chenchen, if your mother can't wake up, go to the town to find Aunt Wang, the one you met a few days ago, she will take care of you."

Xue Zhiyu took her son's hand and instructed, she had said this four or five times.

Yes, of course, the mother was not suddenly unconscious, but Xue Zhiyu's five declines of heaven and man were special than all the blood secret warriors Lu Chen had seen. There was no sign of aging, but the soul was depleting.

Xue Zhiyu made arrangements for her son before she fell asleep, but Xue Zhiyu and Lu Chen didn't know it yet.

Aunt Wang's family in the town, on the day that Xue Zhiyu fell asleep completely, encountered robbers on the way back from the market, and all four of the family died unexpectedly.

Perhaps this incident was related to Lu Chen, and he also saw the scene on the road in the deserted countryside.

The robbers killed the good family and stole a bracelet, which was the most valuable thing on Xue Zhiyu's body, and gave it to Aunt Wang's family as support for Lu Chen.

Seeing this scene, Lu Chen didn't know whether to be angry or sad. His fate was dictated. If Aunt Wang hadn't taken a high-value bracelet and wandered around the market, perhaps there would have been no fatalities.

He would also be thinking, is he the legendary Scorpio Lone Star?

Lu Chen was emotionally fluctuating, and was pulled out of the Reincarnation Lake by Qianxue. This time, he didn't rush to the lake, but sat cross-legged and meditated.

Is this Samsara Lake's prediction of the afterlife too accurate?

Even the details are presented so clearly?

He felt that something was wrong, and in essence, what appeared in the picture was not his afterlife, but some scenes in the future, or what he had experienced in the past.

Is this Samsara Lake really foreshadowing? Manifestation of the afterlife?

"Not right."

Lu Chen muttered to himself.

"What's the matter, captain?"

Qianxue thought that Lu Chen's injury had worsened, and said with concern.

Lu Chen shook his head, "I'm fine, I can't die for the time being, I just think this Samsara Lake is a bit demonic."

At this time, Kunpeng Shenyao, who was next to him, interjected: "Isn't it right, Shangxian, this Reincarnation Lake can't be seen, let alone whether the afterlife really exists, even if you see it, what can you do, whether it's good or bad, it's all bad people Heart."

Lu Chen frowned and pondered. He originally believed in the power of Samsara Lake because he saw the "ancient version" of Lu Chen.

But think about it carefully, this is all one person at all, it is his own life, what is the principle of Samsara Lake?

Is it to trace the history, or to predict the future?

In other words, Samsara Lake is aimed at a person's breath, blood, and can connect the world and trace some traces in time?

"Brother Chu, I'm in a bit of trouble here, come and help me with my staff."

Lu Chen said in the team channel that if there is a problem that he can't figure out, he will ask Chu Zihang. This is a habit he has developed over the years.

After listening to Lu Chen's general situation, Chu Zihang stopped his work and said, "Brother Lu, there are currently two possibilities. I think the first possibility is the greatest."

"Brother Chu, please speak, all ears are attentive."

Lu Chen relaxed and threw the inheritance crystal to play with the little golden dragon. He couldn't be too emotionally affected by the scene in the reincarnation lake, that would be detrimental to the stability of Daoji.

"The first situation is that the effect of the reincarnation lake seen by Brother Lu is not as rumored at all, it is just an illusion gathering place that can read people's memories and present scenes related to you. situation, presenting a different scene, one gets lost in it.”

Chu Zihang analyzed ~lightnovelpub.net~ But I also saw things before I can remember, and some things that I was not there, what's going on? "

Lu Chen was puzzled, even if he was a child prodigy, he had no memory before the age of two.

"Brother Lu, the human brain is very magical. What you think you don't remember, but you don't really remember, is hidden in the depths of the subconscious mind. Even if we are superhuman now, the deepest memory of the soul is also I dare not say that it is completely in control, for Samsara Lake, as long as you have a vague memory, it can be completely restored, or it can be processed reasonably to reproduce some scenes, making you feel like what really happened.”

Chu Zihang said, "Whether it's your afterlife or not, Brother Lu will always be moved when he sees those things, because the people on the screen look exactly like you."

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