Chapter 1594 Looking back at the cycle of reincarnation

Wang Lin was in a daze in the fire, interrupted by a sound of swallowing saliva. When he turned around, he saw the middle-aged man not far away. Looking at the dry food in his hand, he kept licking his lips, and his eyes showed a pity.

Looking at the other person's appearance, Wang Lin smiled. At this moment, he seemed to have no stranger to the middle-aged man, but instead felt pity.

"For you." Wang Lin took out dry food from the bamboo steak and handed it to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's eyes were straightened, and he swallowed hard, then hurried over, grabbed the dry food and put it in his mouth and swallowed it.

"It's delicious, delicious. I haven't eaten for several days... Hey, I? Why would I say this?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, shook his head and no longer considered it, but looked at Wang Lin with a eager look.

"What's your name? Why did it appear here? What about your family?" Wang Lin took out a few more dry food, handed it to the place, and asked softly.

The middle-aged man gave him an indescribable feeling. As he contacted the other party, it became stronger and stronger, as if he had met the other party in somewhere, and he felt guilty in his heart.

The middle-aged man took the dry food and was about to put it beside his mouth. After hearing Wang Lin's words, he was stunned for a moment, looked at the dry food in his hand, and burst into tears again.

"I don't know what my name is... I woke up in the mountains, and I can't think of it... Golden Light, I remember there was Golden Light around me when I woke up, and many people wanted to catch me. Hum, but they couldn't find me." The middle-aged man's voice was blurred as he cried.

Wang Lin's eyes were even softer. He watched the other party swallow his small amount of dry food in a few more mouthfuls. He shook his head and laughed and took out the kettle from the bamboo steak and handed it to the other party.

The middle-aged man took a few big sips, burped, looked at Wang Lin and smiled, and handed over the chicken leg that he had always held.

"For you, this chicken leg is not delicious."

Wang Lin laughed and took the chicken legs, but did not go to eat them, but wrapped them in the bamboo steak box.

The rain outside the temple became heavier, and the thunder and lightning intertwine blew the temple door constantly and swayed, and sometimes slapped the wall next to it. At the same time, the creaking sound was also echoing.

The whole world was pitch black, and only the fire in this temple was faintly revealed, emitting a faint light in this gloomy world.

Wang Lin and the middle-aged man were sitting next to the fire, and their wet clothes slowly became warm.

"Maybe I don't know who I am, it's good. Sometimes even if I know, I will think about whether I am a dream of someone else... I have always dreamed recently, and the world in the dream is very real and it makes people unable to tell." Wang Lin looked at the fire and spoke softly.

The middle-aged man drank a sip of water and shook his head and murmured.

"Who said that, you can try it and don't know who you are, how painful it is. Humph, I want me to say, no matter whether it is a dream or not, as long as you are happy, as long as you feel very happy, no matter whether it is a dream or not, it is good."

Wang Lin's eyes condensed, and the other party's words touched him faintly.

"As long as I am happy, as long as I feel happy, it's good... My ideal is to enter the imperial examination, let my parents live a good life in the future, and let them no longer see the faces of relatives..." Wang Lin was silent, and after a long time, he nodded.

"What about you, what are your ideals?" Wang Lin raised his head, filled some dry branches into the fire, and asked.

The middle-aged man was so angry that he seemed to be a little sleepy. He was excited when he heard this, and he looked proud and spoke excitedly.

"Me, I have so many ideals. I need to have a lot of spirit stones, I need to have a lot of silver, and a lot of delicious food..." He said, swallowing.

"What is a spirit stone?" Wang Lin was stunned.

"Spirit Stone? Hey, did I mention the spirit stone? What is the spirit stone?" The middle-aged man was also stunned and scratched his head and looked at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin was silent for a moment, smiled silently, and stopped asking this question, but slowly started talking to the madman in this rainy night temple.

There seemed to be endless things between the two of them. The madman was sleepy, but as he spoke, he became more and more energetic. He himself didn't know why. After seeing Wang Lin, he felt very warm. The other party gave him the feeling like a relative.

The wind outside was whistling and sobbing, shaking violently the fire, sending a wet cold air, but it did not give the two of them any longer a cold feeling.

Even the huge land behind them, the unthinkable smile on the corners of their mouths, slowly softened, covering the entire temple and dispelling the cold here.

It was already late at night, and the rain not only did not gradually decrease, but became even bigger and raging outside the temple. The fire in front of Wang Lin also gradually weakened because there were no dry branches that were added to the ground, as if it could be extinguished at any time.

"I tell you a secret. I didn't tell anyone about this secret." The middle-aged man whispered mysteriously beside Wang Lin.

Wang Lin glanced at him, nodded with a smile, and his eyes showed interest.

The middle-aged man proudly stretched out his right hand and placed it in front of Wang Lin.

"Look, look here, what have you seen?" The middle-aged man pointed to his right wrist, looking even more proud.

But his right wrist had nothing but dirty Xixi. Wang Lin looked at it for a while and smiled bitterly.

"Huh? You didn't see anything? It's impossible. Wait, wait, wait for me to wash." The middle-aged man quickly got up and ran to the water accumulation in the temple beside him, washed his right arm, and then returned to Wang Lin, raised it again, and whispered mysteriously: "You saw it this time."

Wang Lin looked strange and shook his head again. He did not see anything.

The middle-aged man was angry and roared loudly at Wang Lin.

"Look carefully, you try to see with your big eyes, how could you...you...you...you can't see it? You cheat, you clearly see it."

Wang Lin rubbed his forehead and put the middle-aged man's right hand in front of him. He looked carefully for a while, nodded with a bitter smile, and said, "I saw it, I did see it."

"Hehe, how about it? I'm so awesome, huh, I want to find this person, I guess he should know me." The middle-aged man sat aside with satisfaction, looked at his right arm, and slowly became stunned.

"I want to find him, I have a vague feeling. He seemed to have promised to take care of me. He promised to take me to play, but he left... No one cared about me, and I am the only one left... I want to find him, and I must find him."

He murmured, his expression dim, and he shrank and looked at his right arm blankly. The sound gradually became weaker and weaker, and he finally fell asleep.

Wang Lin sighed lightly, stood up and took out a thick piece of clothes. He did not dislike the other party's dirty appearance, but covered him. Perhaps the action of covering the clothes disturbed the middle-aged man. He raised his right hand and grabbed him, turned around and bent his body, and fell asleep. His right hand was on the side, facing Wang Lin.

Wang Lin sat next to the fire, looking at the gradually weakening and slowly extinguishing fire, silent in this quiet temple and the rushing rain outside.

His heart gradually no longer is confused. Dreams are dreams, and nothing can be changed. Even if this life is really just a dream, then in this dream, he must be happy and he must go on firmly.

"Just treat that dream, it is my Wang Lin's other life! That life may be wonderful, or magnificent, but the loneliness and loneliness brought by that dream, the sadness, are heart-pumping and heart-wrenching..." Wang Lin seemed to understand a little.

At this moment, the fire became dark, and the fire was completely extinguished. A wisp of blue smoke rose and darkness enveloped the temple again. Wang Lin leaned against the temple pillar next to him, and was sleepy as the middle-aged man snoring. He was about to sleep with his eyes closed, suddenly he suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look at the middle-aged man.

On the other party's right arm, when the temple was pitch black, a faint golden light flashed faintly. The golden light radiated from the man's arm, and there was a vague handprint there!

It seemed that there was an invisible hand that had grabbed the madman's right arm and wrist, leaving this mark.

Looking at the handprint, a very familiar feeling rose from Wang Lin's heart. He was stunned for a long time and looked down at his hand. However, because the handprint was blurry and could not be identified from his fingerprint, Wang Lin was stunned in the air and shook his head.

It rained all night until dawn, and it slowly stopped. The fragrance of the soil after the rain filled the world and drifted into the temple.

One night, no dreams.

Wang Lin opened his eyes, stretched out his body, looked at the skylight outside the temple, stood up and moved his slightly stiff body. When he turned around, he saw that the middle-aged man was still sleeping soundly, and his right arm had returned to its original state, and he could not see the golden handprints from last night.

Having his doubts in his heart, Wang Lin packed up his luggage, changed into a clean cloth jacket, and pushed the middle-aged man a few times. Seeing the other person open his loose eyes, he smiled and clasped his fists.

"I met one night and I am destined to be destined. I am in Wang Lin and I have to go to the county town for scientific research. If I can..." Wang Lin was just talking, he slowly stopped. The madman lowered his head, looking very depressed and lonely.

After a moment of silence, Wang Lin only left a day's dry food, took out the rest and placed it in front of the other side, whispering: "I'm leaving, you will definitely be able to find that person, sure."

Somehow, he felt reluctant in his heart. He glanced at the other person, sighed and turned around and walked out of the temple. However, before he could step out of the temple gate, he heard the crying sound from the other person behind him.

"I don't care about me anymore. He's gone, you're gone, no one cares about me anymore..."

Wang Lin paused, looked at the sky after the rain outside, turned around for a while, looked at the middle-aged man crying in the temple, and spoke softly.

"I...I am missing a book boy. Even though you are older, it should be fine..."

Wang Lin didn't know that his words were a cycle of reincarnation. Back then, he saw the madman vaguely like a person, that person was the other kind of self in the world where he was in the fallen land, the Vermilion Bird Trial, and the book boy around him who was like a housekeeper.
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