Villager of Destiny

I wanted to refute his words, but when the words came to my lips, I didn't know how to refute them.

In my subconscious mind, I actually felt that what he said seemed to be right.

Alone, what can't you die?

Alone, without any nostalgia, the word death sounds more like liberation.

But I'm still a little confused.

Or, when I think what he said is right, I have some doubts.

Why does a person have to think of the word death?
"The way you look, you don't want to die, do you?"

Suddenly, he looked at me with a smile.

I hesitated, but nodded.

"Do not want to."

"But do you feel that?" He watched the people coming and going in front of him, "They hate us even here, and even if we walk a few more steps and go to more places, they will hate me."

"We're in a world that doesn't make any sense."

"Even they think we're dirty, we're disgusting."

"What's the point of living on a day like this?"

"Am I right?"

He looked at me.

Then he stood up suddenly and slammed into the wall beside him.

His decisiveness caught me off guard.

I didn't even have time to stop him, I just watched him fall into a pool of blood, watched his body twitch for a while and then gradually became silent.

The next moment, the surrounding crowd began to panic.

I don’t know who yelled that someone is dead, and people began to surround me. They pointed at me and seemed to think that I killed the person. I wanted to explain, but they didn’t give me a chance at all.

I suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness that almost drove me crazy.

I rushed out of the crowd like crazy, and ran all the way forward, I don't know how long I ran, until I couldn't run anymore, I stopped.

I looked around, I seemed to have left that city, and finally there was no one around except me, and I didn't think about going back to that city again.

I don't know if it's because I'm afraid, or I don't like the feeling of being hated, but I just don't want to go back.

This feeling even makes me forget, I seem to forget who I am and why I am here.

I started walking forward aimlessly until I reached a mountain, I walked in, and I saw a river, which was strange and black.

As I approached it, I felt as if something in the river was calling to me.

That calling gave me a strange feeling that I was supposed to be inside.

I wanted to jump into the river, but when I got to the river, I was afraid again.

I am afraid of death.

Looking at the black river, I didn't have the courage to go down. I just stood by the river and hesitated. I don't know how long it took. When it got dark, I suddenly saw a bridge, and there seemed to be a person in front of the bridge.

When I saw her, I subconsciously wanted to leave.

I feared being ostracized again, hated again.

But when I was about to leave, it seemed that there was a force attracting me, making me walk towards the bridge uncontrollably.

Soon I came to that person.

is an old woman.

She stood at the end of the bridge, looking at me with a smile.

"You came."

she says.

I looked at her and subconsciously asked, "Where is this place?"

"Naihe." She pointed to a stele beside the bridge, and I looked over it. There were two words engraved on the stele, Naihe.

But I still don't know what this place is, but she just pointed to the bridge and said, "Go over there, and you'll know what this place is."

"Walk over?" I looked towards the bridge.

Looking at the end of the bridge, there is darkness at the end, I can't see what is beyond that darkness at all, I can't even determine how long the bridge is.

I shook my head.

"I dont go."

As I said that, I wanted to leave, but she stopped me again.

"Are you really not going?"

"Do you think that what you are doing now is what you want?"

She suddenly appeared in front of me and blocked my way.

"The old lunatic who raised you is dead."

"The beggar who met you once died."

"But you are still alive alone."

"They're all dead, why do you want to live?"

"Isn't death a relief to you?"

"I don't want to die!" I said subconsciously.

"No, it's not that you don't want to die, you're afraid of death!" She shook her head, then pointed to the bridge and said, "So you don't have to die."

"Walking over, they won't come back to life, and then you won't have to die."

"Will they come back alive?" I stared blankly at the bridge.

"Correct!"

"They will come back to life!" She said with certainty, "As long as you walk over, they will come back to life, and you will no longer be alone, and you will no longer be hated."

"So, you have to go over there."

"You have to go."

"I want to go over, do I have to go over?" I was at a loss, but before I knew it, I had already come to the bridge, not only that, but this time I actually saw two figures on the bridge.

old madman.

And that beggar.

Especially the moment I saw the old lunatic, I just felt my nose sore.

"Old madman!"

I yelled and walked towards the bridge, but the moment I stepped on the bridge, I suddenly felt like falling into an ice cave, and the biting cold made me wake up all of a sudden.

And before my eyes, the old lunatic and the beggar were gone.

Some are just dark.

But at this time I was already on the bridge.

I also remembered again.

Birth and death.

I went through a new life.

I thought Death was talking about the death of the old madman.

It doesn't look like it now.

This death was not the death of the beggar.

but my death.

I tried to mobilize the power that belonged to me, but I couldn't do it. I didn't seem to have any resistance here. Maybe it was because of this reason that my memory would keep changing between forgetting and waking up.

After I figured this out, I didn't struggle anymore, but turned my attention to the Naihe Bridge beside me.

This bridge may not be the real Naihe Bridge.

But here, if I go on, maybe I will really experience death.

This may be one of the four powers of birth, old age, sickness and death mentioned by Lord Taishan.

He still wants to kill me.

I didn't rush to move, but thought about it.

Looking at the current situation, Lord Taishan wanted me to die, so he used tricks to get me here. He was sure that I was afraid of death, so maybe he also thought that I would struggle.

Hence the beggar.

Use that beggar to influence me.

Let me live and die.

But am I really afraid of death?
I am afraid!
but……

If I do die.

I will also accept it.

I set my sights on the other side of the bridge and walked over.

If you walk over, you will really die.

Maybe it's a relief for me too.

(I didn't get home until after nine o'clock after working overtime. I tried my best. Good night) (End of this chapter)