Rebel Demon King

Chapter 1265 Ragnarok of the Gods (43)

"Love is the only thing we can perceive beyond the latitude of time and space."

In the silence, a long and old sigh sounded from behind Cheng Mo. This sigh had a solemn sense of pilgrimage, which not only gave people forgiveness, but also peace.

He didn't look back immediately, and continued to stand motionless in front of the window, silently watching his mother's back being swallowed up by the darkness, turning into hot emotions in his eyes rolling over his cold cheeks, until everything cooled down.He said nonchalantly: "Thank you, thank you for letting me see all this."

"No, you're welcome. These emotions, these plots, are things hidden deep in your consciousness. Life is like a garden, some flowers will never wither, and you will find them sooner or later."

Cheng Mo turned around slowly, and saw a dazzling white light, the narrow dining room of the old house became an illusory background in this light, with snow-like feathers floating in the white light and a pair of huge lights Wings, between the light feathers stands a man wearing a starlight black robe and a crown of thorns.The black robe on his body shone with soft starlight, like a star map in a telescope.However, his face was covered by the strong light, shining circle after circle of gorgeous halos.

Cheng Mo opened his eyes and peeked carefully, but he couldn't see the real appearance of the other party behind the light, so he lowered his eyes and asked, "How should I call you? Creator? Lucifer? Or Nebuchadnezzar? "

"I have walked the world for a long time, and I have used too many names. There is nothing wrong with using any one. But you might as well call me 'Pilgrim'."

"Pilgrims?"

"It's like you are 'Judger', but it's just a prefix." Pilgrim smiled and said, "It's an irrelevant, but very cool prefix."

Cheng Mo was not surprised that the other party knew that he was the "Judger". He hesitated a little and said, "May I ask, what exactly is the Chosen System?"

"I'm sorry." The pilgrim said regretfully, "I didn't come here to answer your questions."

"That's it?" Cheng Mo lowered his eyes and waited for "Pilgrim"'s next words.

"Since you have climbed Jacob's Ladder, you will be given a chance." The pilgrim whispered, "A chance to be reborn."

"Rebirth?" Cheng Mo blurted out.This was a reasonable and unexpected answer, which made him unable to restrain his surprise.

"Yes. Rebirth." The pilgrim said lightly, "It's not just rebirth, your wish for a healthy body and a happy family will be fulfilled."

Cheng Mo fell into silence. He stared at the black robe on the pilgrim's body that resembled images of stars, as if staring at an irresistible black hole, and that black hole seemed to be staring at him.

"What doubts do you have? Doubt that 'rebirth' just allows you to enter a virtual world? Or let you indulge in an illusory dream?" Pilgrim said, "Do you think I need to deceive you?"

"No." Cheng Mo shook his head, "I'm just wondering if this is the final test."

"Why do you think it's a test? Not a reward?" The pilgrim smiled and said, "So you still doubt the authenticity of 'rebirth', or you still can't understand the value of 'rebirth'? I know You are thinking that if you choose to be reborn, you cannot change the future of the space you are in. You are guessing that rebirth is just another parallel time and space. No, it is not like this. Just like the room you are in right now, it is you It is not a virtual home, nor is it your memory. Instead, I briefly opened the entrance of the fourth dimension. When you pushed the door and entered, you jumped out of the river of time and entered a certain place 17 years ago. Time point. But because you are now in the 17D space, you cannot touch anything in the [-]D space. At this time, you are just a projection of the [-]D space [-] years ago. But if you really want to choose 'rebirth', then I will Take you to the time you were born and I'll cure your heart disease. Then."

"Then... what?" Cheng Mo's heart was beating wildly, he felt nervous and dizzy, as if his mother's face was within reach.

The pilgrim waved his hands, "Your life and future will change. For your father who died, he will live well. For your missing mother, he will be by your side. You will get a A happy childhood. Not only that, you can still meet the wife who sacrificed herself for your atonement. I can’t see too far when you haven’t chosen to be reborn, but I can see that you can still meet. They both Will return to your life. From now on, you will no longer face the torment of heart disease, you will no longer have to face parting and sudden death, and you will no longer have to be that unloved monster, You will have a perfect enough life." He lowered his head, looked down at Cheng Mo and said, "Is there anything you are not satisfied with?"

Cheng Mo shook his head, "There is nothing dissatisfied."

"Then do you need to use this reward?" The pilgrim asked in a kind voice, spreading his hands.

At this second, Cheng Mo seemed to see the white walls of the hospital, and saw his mother being pushed into the operating room. His father stood at the door for a while, until the light "in operation" on the door of the operating room came on, and he sat down. Reading quietly in the corridor.Then he saw Wang Shanhai's small building by the lake, and Xie Minyun hiding by the stairs and peeking at him holding his father's hand.Then he saw the black and white chess pieces, the school's green playground and red runway, the grown-up Xie Minyun, Teacher Shen, and countless dangling familiar faces, all the people, objects and scenes, They are like translucent film, rotating rapidly in white light.

"Your time is limited," said the Pilgrim.

Cheng Mo stared at these familiar and unfamiliar pictures and remained silent for a while, then said softly as if talking to himself: "I have imagined the picture of my mother abandoning me countless times, and even arranged for my mother to abandon me. For this reason, I have been living in inferiority complex since then, thinking that I am just an unwanted child. This kind of inferiority complex is more stubborn than heart disease for me. For a long time, I think that all these It is a hint of my tragic fate, and I was even afraid that my father would abandon me. So that every time my father went on a business trip, I doubted whether my father would come back. I couldn’t close my eyes all night, but I felt that my father would not come back either. Then I can be completely freed. This kind of pain tortured me repeatedly, making me more and more inferior. Later, I read Jung, wanting to disintegrate the inferiority complex deep in my heart, and I want to get rid of this curse-like fate. But I saw Jung say: "There is a child who can't grow up in everyone's heart. That child is so lonely, fragile and sensitive. As long as he is not cared, loved and healed, he will cry. Destiny The blows can be well-intentioned or cruel, and other people can treat us well or badly, but our experience of these things, and how we treat what we get, depends on our character'. At that time I Actually can't understand the meaning of these words, I think Jung can't solve my problem, but I remember 'how we treat what we get depends on our character', I think what kind of character I should have Personality is the only way to protect the lonely, vulnerable and sensitive self in my heart. I always think that fate has made me suffer so much. I hate fate so much. It has no mercy for me. I think I need a layer of hardness To protect my heart against the injustice of fate. So I built a strong iron box for my heart, like the one where I kept my toys. It can only go in and out. Whenever I feel sad, I I would close my eyes and put another tin box on the tin box, as if it would gain enough sense of security. This kind of hard self-suggestion gradually penetrated into every fold of my heart, very Miraculously, I gained peace of mind from my indifference, and I thought I had defeated fate. At least temporarily."

(End of this chapter)