In the empty room, there were no windows on the walls and no lights, but there was light in the room. Hua Ling was lying in the corner, his clothes were in tatters, and he was almost driven crazy by the loneliness.
In the first few days, the long period of boredom and drowsiness made him confused and unable to distinguish between reality and dreams. Sometimes he would dream about things in Switzerland.
Perhaps because he was mentally tortured, he always dreamed of arrows raining down that day. He watched the soldiers being injured by the arrows, and watched the flowers and trees lose their vital signs over and over again.
He originally thought he could get used to it, but now it seems that it was just a fantasy. He just forced himself not to think about these things, and he had no habit at all.
In the third month, Hua Ling had hallucinations of mountains of swords and seas of fire before his eyes. He forced himself to calm down, and the repeated self-torture made him collapse.
There are a lot of blood stains on the wall that burst out from the collision. They were made by Hua Ling, but the wounds can heal quickly no matter how painful or severe they are.
Hua Ling held the two pendants that she had been wearing around her neck tightly in her hands. Why didn't the flowers and trees in the pendants come out? He just looked at them like this.
"...If this...goes on...when God's punishment is over...can they...recognize...me...uh..."
The first god opened the door and saw a large amount of blood in the room. He also saw Hua Ling slumped in the corner of the room. He walked over and reached out and grabbed his chin to make him look at him: "Hey."
Hua Ling struggled to open his eyes, and vaguely saw someone in front of him. He thought it was still an illusion, and waved his hand to fight the first god away: "Don't bother me! I... I'm very awake..."
"You don't look very awake, but that's it, let's move on to the next step."
The first god closed the door again, and the temperature in the room gradually increased, as if he was in a huge oven.
Hua Ling could feel the temperature, but because of his unclear judgment, he didn't take it seriously. Even the clothes on his body caught fire and he was unmoved.
"Why is it so hot...it's on fire?"
Hua Ling felt a higher heat, and suddenly the images of Yuqin and Yinmu in the sea of fire appeared in front of his eyes. He also saw himself, the self who sacrificed to save others.
"They...I still want to go back...I can't..."
At the end of four months, when the first god came to open the door, he was thrown to the ground by Hua Ling who rushed out. In the blink of an eye, Hua Ling put on his clothes, panted heavily and pressed on the first god. He pinched his neck with one hand and pinched his neck with the other.
Squeeze your shoulders.
"...I...I'm awake! What...is it over?"
Hua Ling himself didn't even react to this series of actions. When he came to his senses, he was already on top of the first god.
The first god changed his appearance, his skin was darker, and he was a man: "You can return to the mortal world."
Hua Ling stood up staggeringly, put his hands on the wall, patted his forehead and shook his head, trying to make himself clear about the real situation: "Can I go back? Isn't this an illusion...?"
"no."
Before Hua Ling could recover, she kept patting her head to confirm the current situation. When she heard the word "no", she seemed to suddenly see redemption. Her eyes suddenly brightened, and she shouted loudly: "You can go back!"
Hua Ling ran outside. The first god looked at his back, folded his arms, pressed his lips with two fingers horizontally, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that he really cares about them."
As he spoke, he turned around and looked inside the room. The room that was no longer heated was filled with dark brown bloodstains. The area of bloodstains was larger than a month ago. Anyone who looked at it would feel a chill in their back.
There were also broken limbs and broken arms scattered on the ground. They were probably cut off by Hua Ling when he forced himself to wake up. They were gradually disappearing and turning into blood.
When Hua Ling jumped out, there were old and new blood stains on her body, and her messy hair and face looked like a hopeless madman.
But the moment Hua Ling heard the end, the blood stains on her body disappeared. She was so happy that she quickly found a way to return to the mortal world from heaven.
"Although he is the first god to be imprisoned, this is the first time I have seen this situation. Gods who were imprisoned before either had no problems or committed suicide. It seems that the ability of infinite resurrection is indeed poison.
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It has been four years since Hua Ling left, and many things have happened during this period.
For example, Yin Mu was proposed to by Zoe, but due to some [.] in mainland China, they could not legally comply with the regulations. Currently, the two of them are living together in a small villa that they jointly purchased.
For example, Xie Feng and Xia Jun often travel together as a team during holidays, and the two develop a deep friendship.
For example, Xie Feng discovered that Yin Mu had stayed in the Xia Family Orphanage before, and also found a group photo of Yin Mu and Xia Jun taken together at the orphanage.
For example, Xie Feng wanted to form a band. When he was traveling in Shaanxi, he met Rui Mingyi, who was playing drums in a bar. However, it was actually a coincidence. When Xie Feng was drunk, he felt that the lead singer was not good at singing, so he went on stage and grabbed the microphone.
Singing with electric guitar.
Xia Jun sat in the audience and calmly recorded this scene. Later, Xie Feng and them got to know each other, which was incredible and a bit difficult to talk about.
Xie Feng had no preparation for the postgraduate entrance examination and started working on the band after graduation. Xia Junbao went to a school with a better history.
Xie Feng would sometimes take special notice of Xia Jun's vacation time, and then drag him out to play.
On this day, Xie Feng brought Xia Jun to Mingtian Manor and opened the study door: "Follow me, you will definitely be interested in these."
When Xie Feng opened the door, Xia Jun suddenly felt a line of sight and turned around to see the smiling butler looking at him.
"Your family... seems to have a lot of secrets?" Xia Jun was a little confused and looked at Xie Feng.
Xie Feng walked down the stairs happily, humming a song, and looked back at Xia Jun: "Secrets? There are quite a few. What's wrong?"
"Wouldn't it be good to just let me in?" Xia Jun followed Xie Feng's steps and walked down step by step.
"I don't think you are a bad person."
"...I feel quite similar to myself."
"You mean tall and gloomy?"
"..."
"It's okay, I believe you."
"You trust others so blindly that you will have to help count the money if you are kidnapped."
Xie Feng took Xia Jun to the bottom of the study room. Xia Jun saw many books without titles and with dates on the bookshelf. He took a book and looked at it, and suddenly frowned: "A Feng, where did these books come from?
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"Is it considered an ancestral inheritance?"
"It's almost impossible for ancestral items to be preserved in such good condition, not to mention that they were from more than 2,000 years ago. It's rare for a rich and aristocratic family to have a spotless collection of Ming Dynasty items."
"Is that so?"
Xia Jun put the book back on the bookshelf: "It does look authentic. This thing cannot be shown to outsiders casually, Afeng."
"Why?"
"Your father should also know that for preserving so many ancient books but not turning them over to the state, he either thinks that the state is not good enough or has hidden agendas. These books are very precious, and it would be bad if they were targeted by criminals."
"Why?"
"'Hey' what? Do you know the value of these books?... It seems like you don't." This chapter has been completed!