How many possibilities are there in a person's life?
have no idea.
In Mo Ran's constant rewinding and repeating, she saw that Ming Yuechen's life was in a completely different situation.
Originally, Mo Ran thought that for a strong man like Ming Yuechen, no matter how many times he came here, his choice should be to stand on the highest point, condescendingly look down on all the weak people standing at the foot of the mountain like ants, or become their king. Leading them forward, the sun is shining brightly.
However, Ming Yuechen gave Mo Ran a completely different answer sheet.
Every time is different.
In the life that Mo Ran kept trying to make him start again, he had become a general who fought on the battlefield, a king who stood at the highest place, a hermit who retired to the mountains and forests, a teacher, a A researcher, and even a singer who sang in bars...
In short, no matter how Mo Ran asked Ming Yuechen to come back, his choice seemed to be different.
It may be a long life for human beings, but it is just a fleeting moment for gods. Mo Ran sat there and watched Ming Yuechen come again and again. Mo Ran brought great surprise, but at the same time, it also made Mo Ran feel some dissatisfaction.
Because, no matter what kind of life Ming Yuechen chooses, but at the end of his life, it will be the same, and he will always be alone.
From beginning to end, he has been alone.
Mo Ran's frown became tighter and tighter, it shouldn't be like this, Ming Yuechen shouldn't be like this.
When she saw Ming Yuechen buried in the soil again, Mo Ran did not hesitate to let him do it all over again, and at this moment, she heard Latin's voice: "Does God hate this person very much?" ?”
Mo Ran was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned her head to look behind her, only to see Latin looking at Ming Yuechen in the mirror with some pity on her face, she tilted her head a little puzzled: "Why do you ask that?"
"God seems to keep him repeating his life." Latin quietly watched the young man in the mirror climb out of a large station wagon. He was slightly injured in the accident just now.
Mo Ran also turned his head, and continued to look at Ming Yuechen in the mirror. Although he coughed a lot, he still covered his mouth
The person dragged out was quite familiar, it was Yu'er.
"It seems to be." Mo Ran's eyes fell on Ming Yuechen quietly, and he seemed indifferent to the conversation with Latin. "is it not OK?"
Latin's eyes fell from the mirror to Mo Ran.
The mirror that was originally placed next to the seat of the **** was moved to the apse where the **** likes to stay. It was placed in an empty room with a large terrace next to it, and outside the terrace was a quiet landscape. On the surface of the water, mist-like water vapor is lingering on the water surface, and lotus flowers grow in clusters in the water vapor.
In front of the mirror is a delicately embroidered carpet, with a lot of throw pillows strewn across the carpet, and their **** just sits on the carpet leisurely, looking at the picture in the mirror quietly, she is so focused and Fascinated, as if there is nothing more important in this world than the picture in the mirror.
"God is omnipotent." This sentence is the mantra of everyone in the God Realm, and Mo Ran pretended not to hear it: "As long as God is willing, there is nothing wrong with it."
Mo Ran was still looking at the people in the mirror, watching how they overcame the danger, and how they found a chance of survival from the desperate situation. After a long time passed like this, she suddenly turned her head to look at Latin, and asked: " Why do you think I hate him?"
"The various races living in these small worlds, each individual actually has his own soul, and the birth of the soul is because of the hope and love of God. Their souls will regain their freedom and return to the love of God." Latin said slowly.
As a qualified god, Mo Ran naturally knows, not only does she know this, she also knows that not all souls will return to God, and some souls will disappear when the body withers, There are also some souls who will always wander in the lonely world, and finally become a member of the chasm.
Of course, every small world has chasms. They may not all be called chasms, but the meanings are similar.
"The spiritual power of the soul is different. Every time you start over, it actually needs to consume some spiritual power." Latin bowed his head very humbly, saluted Mo Ran, and said slowly: "When If the power of the spirit is completely exhausted, the soul will lose
Mo Ran's body stiffened visibly.
Because these souls were born out of God's love and hope, these souls also carry a little bit of God's power, that is, spiritual power, and these spiritual powers are also the power to lead the soul back to God in the end.
Not all souls will return to God, some will be judged by the spiritual power in their souls when they die, and their souls will also disappear immediately, and some will end up floating in the gods because they consume too much spiritual power. in the world.
Those souls who have been judged and passed away by spiritual power can actually be reunited. As long as God is willing, anything is fine, but if the spiritual power completely disappears, it means that the connection with God is completely severed. It is impossible for God to grasp live such a soul.
Yes, there is this rule.
Mo Ran knew it, but she forgot that when she saw Ming Yuechen die again and again without the happiness she thought, she couldn't bear it. She didn't want his life to be like this, so she forgot such a rule.
After a while, she raised her hand, covered her face gently, and couldn't help laughing.
Maybe it was a smile, or maybe it wasn't, Latin couldn't tell the difference, he didn't even dare to raise his head, he could only stand there, motionless, but he could feel the great helplessness and sadness that enveloped the god.
This is because the world was born because of gods, so they perceive the emotions of gods more keenly than anyone else. Latin only felt that he was also shrouded in endless gray, and his emotions became damp and dull. sad.
This kind of sadness can't be shaken off, can't break free, it's the sadness from the gods.
Sparse rain fell on the surface of the water outside the terrace, making ripples one after another on the surface of the water, and the whole sky became drooping and gloomy.
"You go, I want to be alone for a while."
I don't know how long it has passed, Mo Ran put down her hand, she still sat on the ground, quietly looking at the picture in the mirror, she was very thin, with a soft robe stretching out her spine, drawing a sharp line, look from afar
Latin didn't dare to say anything more, bent down and retreated, and in the corridor of the temple, all the Valkyries and musicians seemed listless because of the sadness of the god, and the sadness shone brightly in every corner of the world and shrouded everyone .
The room became quiet again, as if the whole world was only left with the image in the mirror.
The weight of life has been repeated many times in the past, and Ming Yuechen's choice is different every time. It seems that no matter how many times he repeats it, he can always find new pleasures and the true meaning of life in the same life, but this time it seems to be slightly different. Not at all.
Gradually, this different feeling became more and more obvious. She even found that this time Ming Yuechen seemed to repeat the first life, the first life in which he had endless entanglements with herself, but this time there was no self in it, but , except for not having himself, every choice of his seems to be the same, he fights the dead, he is controlled by Xu Nancheng, he kills Xu Nancheng, he ascends to the highest position, he builds many majestic palaces …
Until one day, she saw a familiar person.
Grun.
It wasn't his elder sister Grun, or the Grun who had gone to the God Realm with him and abandoned this friendship for the sake of his own race.
Years and wind and sand left deep marks on his face, he sat opposite Ming Yuechen and said slowly: "I need your help."
Ming Yuechen laughed, his face was clear and clear, which was different from the dazzling poppies when he was young. As he got older, he even hid depth and charm in every wrinkle. He just looked at Gu Luen for a long time. Say, "Why should I help you."
"I want to activate the forbidden spell."
"Oh..." Ming Yuechen seemed to have nothing to do with himself, and even nodded his head in amazement, "This is really an amazing spell, do you want to destroy the entire elf?"
Gu Luen just smiled: "I have this idea."
"This is a crazy idea." Ming Yuechen casually poured himself a glass of wine: "But, how did you persuade me to take you to the party of elves?"
"It is recorded in the ancient books of the elves that one can lead to the presence of God after passing the forbidden spell."
Ming Yuechen's pouring hand paused for a moment, but soon recovered, and he smiled disdainfully: "I don't believe in God."
Gruen is not convinced
Ming Yuechen slowly raised his eyes to look at Gu Luen, his eyes were deep and sharp.