"God is dead, and the devil went out, I'm still alive ...... God Why did you let me climb out from the grave, I will go from here?"
Twilight, sunset red half of the sky, the horizon of the Red Cloud bordered by round after round of Phnom Penh.
Chen Nan packed up lost feelings, he knew some things simply have no choice but to move forward step by step.
He carefully will be at the foot of the small grave filled with soil, and then walked outside to the cemetery. Maple through slick snow, he could not help but surprised a moment, he had never seen such a strong aura implies the trees. He secretly suspicion, is it in his "sleeping" long years of the emergence of new species?
When the pure white petals falling in front of Chen Nan, while his eyes blurred, dusty memories are slowly opened, it is also a falling season ......
He remembered the heart that "she" ......
"Marshes, dead drifting ...... Alas!" Chen Nan shook his head, walked well on its way outside the forest.
When he walked out of the snow when the maple, but also the sun sets on the occasion, the original peaceful mythical mausoleum is not calm, dark magic gas rising up from the cemetery, the endless darkness enveloped the entire piece begins cemetery.
Chen Nan faintly hear the growl behind came the waves, but he did not care, he thought the beast began to haunt after sunset. He stretched a little exercise, said to himself: "a thousand years, the body does not rust." He knows his kung fu is not very good, but the beast deal with the general should have no problem.
Snow Maple appear three front not far from the hut, a skinny old man stand in front of the old hair is one hundred, engraved with the weather-beaten face wrinkles.
Chen Nan heart filled with an inexplicable emotions, which he saw another man world after the first person, a hint of cordial, a hint of loss, there is a trace of confusion ......
Million years ago, he was born in front of his parents, years later, he regeneration, but the face of such an old man.
"My parents and the elderly will be how to link together it?" He self-deprecating smile.
Old man leaning on a cane quivering came to him, people looked scared, as if a gust of wind will be able to blow him over.
Chen Nan quickly stepped forward to hold on to the old man, old man waved and beckoned him to let go, with a reproachful tone said something to him, but Chen Nan did not understand a word.
That obscure and difficult to understand another voice in his heart burst of cool, he suddenly wake up, over a thousand years, and his era history continent language has been forsaken it.
He had hoped to look through the old world today, but the language barrier, dashed his hopes.
Elderly see him dull eyes, looking not help ease down, tone also become calm, but he was bewildered to see the color, the old man could not help frowned, then pulled his hand went to the hut.
Chen Nan woodenly behind with the elderly, intuition told him that he had no malice against the elderly, but because of the language barrier, he can only dumb.
Old man took him to the hut, pointing at the floor of the barrel, but also pointed not far from the wells, then went into the house.
"Let me fetch water? Does he want me to be here when the coolies?" Chen Nan secretly conjecture.
When the old man again appeared in front of him, he knew that was wrong to accuse the elderly, handing me a pair of skinny palm a half of new clothes, the old man apparently wanted him to wash it.
Old face that looked faint smile, his face could not help a red, when he ragged, unkempt, bedraggled.
Chen Nan hearts burst sadly, ten thousand years ago, he had ever so embarrassed, he quietly walked lift bucket to the wells.
His running infuriating, a little hard, the body of the clothes will be completely broken fragments fell to the ground.
This is the year of God silkworm clothes ah! Time is the most ruthless, when water and fire does not invade, invulnerability Boyi an inability wanzai years of erosion!
Cold well water washed away the dirt on him, but can not afford to scour his heart troubles.
"How can I do? Do not understand the language of the mainland today, it can not communicate with others, but also how I survive in this world ah!"
Chen Nan put old clothes ready for him, went to the old hut smile thanks.
Burst of fragrant rice came slowly toward the elderly next to the stove, and motioned him over.
Chen old man handed him from the southern end of a bowl of porridge, the hearts of emotion: a thousand years, did not think I was able to sit in the dinner table, things are unpredictable ah!
His belly was empty, should not eat greasy things, a bowl of porridge is desirable. After dinner, the sky is already dark, Chen Nan went into the house with the old man, the old man lit a candle, candlelight makes little hut full of gentle warm.
House decoration is very simple, a wooden bed, a chair, a desk.
Desk spotless, neatly placed above a dozen books, but the text on the cover, Chen Nan one do not know, after ten thousand years after the continent containing the text already beyond recognition, his heart burst loss.
When the old man to another room, lying on the settee Chen Nan mind a myriad of thoughts, but no trace of joy.
Million years ago, although he has a distinguished lineage, but itself is mediocre Yong Ping, living in such a circle, he was saddled with too much pressure, always suffering from the painful torment. He is tired of the kind of life, but for less than give up the hearts of the share of care and death for him is not necessarily a relief.
Sleight, years after he actually lived through it, although he got rid of the body share of heavy pressure, but everything changed ......
Chen Nan feeling extremely bitter, relatives, friends have nether Soul, confidante also returned early in the loess ridge, he now only one person living alone in this world, he felt and apathy.
He joked: "I have to get rid of what is history, or had been abandoned by the history of it?"
Zhulei dry, sparks last flash, the house plunged into darkness.
Starlight little bit out of the window, the night exceptionally quiet, but Chen Nan tossed and turned in bed, how could not sleep.
He forced himself to calm down, running known Xuangong, he wanted to see Wan after his skill set whether past remain.
Infuriating as a trickle in his body swimming wanzai over, the skill of his body without the slightest change.
As deliberately running Xuangong, he immediately became keen senses together, if implicit, if not he hear bursts of grief dull roar came from the direction of the cemetery, and the other people the creeps.
"There are so many beasts? Huge old old man, a man in the grave keeper here, really dangerous ah!"
Chen Nan did not know, at this moment the old man had walked into the mythical mausoleum, carrying a basket of flowers in his hand, which is filled with sweet Xuefeng flowers. Elderly people who Xiongshen illusion, the devil ghost turn a blind eye, every seat in front of the camera he had placed several flower petals of white jade, very pious demeanor.
Chen Nan's "House", built in low small grave after the topsoil due hollow sinking, has almost disappeared, and only slightly raised than some of the ground.
Old man went quivering, deep sigh and said: "Alas! Who told you no tombstone it, I am afraid the future you want from the memory of the world disappeared so good, curbing glory, a little more plain, clean clean clean free from human disturbance. come from, go back to where. "
When he finished, the old man slowly squat down, stretched out his hands, will be raised to the surface dust carefully spread elsewhere, a small grave completely disappeared. Ten several flower petals floating down from the sky, leaving bursts of fragrance.
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