Chapter 218

The Bodhisattva sits in a place of the universe.

At some time, he flew out of his brow and cast infinite spiritual light into the boundless place. Some fell on some planets in the universe, some fell on other small worlds, and some flew out of the universe and headed for the unknown mystery.

Many of the remaining small worlds in the universe are on the verge of collapse. Bodhisattva wants to bring all the creatures there.

He was distracted and incarnated.

However, although Bodhisattvas have great aspirations, they are still not pure.

There is an obsession in his heart.

So, there's a little bit of magic, flying out of the universe.

……

Empty Knight world.

After a while, the insects of the holy nest moved to the surface to live.

There is plenty of food, comfortable sunshine, and the insects are friendly.

The group of maintenance insects united with dozens of insects to restart the construction trade union, and a new insect world was really established.

The new nest has a new king.

And there is no doubt about it.

The queen of the nest, the wasp.

The order of the new holy nest has been established. Two statues have been erected in the square of dettemouth to commemorate the great worm who died for the revival of the holy nest.

The two little guys, each wearing a pale mask, look at each other on a lotus like fountain base. They are comrades in arms and soldiers who can match each other.

"In memory.

Empty knight.

The king of fools.

The great feats of you two can make all of us who have heard of epic lower and rebellious heads.

Your sacrifice brings true light. "

Natty sat on the bench in the square, looked at the statue for a while, then took the pen and paper from one side, put it on his short leg, and began to write.

He writes a letter every day.

The beginning is always: "little guy, long time no see..."

Then he would nag about trifles, and everything he had experienced for such a long time was recorded in detail.

It always ends with " I miss your natty. "

He would send these letters to the old house on forgotten cross road. He used to send them himself. Later, when the younger generation grew up, they would run errands on their behalf.

The basement that Lu Zhengkang dug out was already full of envelopes. Later, it had to be expanded several times.

"Boy, long time no see. Now I feel more and more old. Some insects call me elder. But I'm not that old.

"Everything's fine with paya. She's busy with new things recently. You know she likes to invent. She is not very liked by insects, saying that she is old and stubborn. I don't like them to say that about her. I have no choice but to feel sad.

"Recently, I always think of the time when I found your egg that day. When I write about it, I also find that I haven't visited our house for a long time. I feel the vitality of long absence coming to my heart. I understand. I want to come to you..."

Natty rolled up his writing paper, put aside his stylus, and hurried to the mouth of the well outside the town.

After all, the life span of insects is short, and maintenance insects are not the sacred higher life. Their wisdom and body are limited.

Natty felt that it was time for a journey of memory.

If he doesn't start, he will be too old to move.

Along the way, many insects greet him. Some of them fly in mid air to repair street lamps, some lean out from behind the counter, and many insects gather in twos and threes to talk.

Such a scene can really make people forget the decay of the holy nest.

Insect life is short, so the speed of forgetting pain is particularly fast.

Looking up, in a huge round hole that occupies half the sky, the sun is sending out a great light that makes insects feel invisible.

Once upon a time, we needed to kneel down and beg for light.

Now we, enjoy the most warm sunshine, even some dazzling, and some miss the silent darkness.

The new generation of insects enjoy and adapt to the light, but natty jumps down from the wellhead, falls gently on the platform below, stands in a pillar of light, surrounded by invisible shadows and the shadows of the earth. Natty feels at ease.

He goes down one platform after another. The insects are small, so gravity is not a threat to them.

Natty enjoys falling.

Yes, the vitality of his youth filled his withered body again, and gradually he felt that his heavier and heavier back shell became lighter.

Natty clutched the envelope in his hand, and the underground world welcomed an old friend.

The little reptiles swaying around, the cautious and lurking Gome. He also passed the old village of shangchong and said hello to several old shangchong who didn't want to leave the underground.

When he rushed to the old house, he clenched the hand of the letter and suddenly released it.The writing paper floated like a fallen leaf, spread out in the air and landed at the foot of an insect.

The paper was picked up.

The maintenance bug said hello to natty in a soft voice.

"Natty, long time no see."

It's Lu Zhengkang.

……

Small worlds are drawn into the universe of Luyuan Bodhisattva. He is more and more powerful and closer to the way of heaven.

His existence gradually spread.

There are many other universes formed by the upper margin, some young, and some dead.

Edge flow edge live, cycle.

The universe is like a fish, and the upper edge is the river.

Lu Yuan Bodhisattva, who is also a fish, wants to be a bird.

……

A ray of light across the space.

Lu Zhengkang's eyes were full of strange scenes. He saw a huge head, two eyes and different colors. The lips of the head are open, as if to say something. Lu Zhengkang couldn't hear or understand. He fell on the bridge of his head, but he didn't touch the body. He fell into the head.

A huge wheel ring appeared out of thin air again. Lu Zhengkang could see the glint on the mirror like smooth wheel disc, but he couldn't really see it.

Flying over the roulette, he flew over a world full of light, and then saw a gray ball full of holes. He fell into the ball from a hole, and there was a different world in it.

All in all, he kept falling.

……

Nain star, northern tamril, skyline province.

4e183, night star and moon.

The strong wind mixed with heavy snow is constantly raging, and the night sky is dominated by the power of cold. It's not uncommon to meet frozen people or wild animals on the roadside. Even the most hardy Nord people should be in awe of such wind and snow.

A tall and strong Nord woman, carrying a long steel sword, was walking through a sea of gray and black tundra stones. Her upper body was wearing a ragged leather armor, stained with fresh blood. Her blood was frozen hard by low temperature. With the woman's action, some blood clots would fall from time to time. There was only one apron under her, which could not cover her bulging belly.

Now, with amniotic fluid and blood running between her legs, she is about to give birth.

The woman's face was colder than the snow, her blood took away her temperature, and her limbs were shaking unconsciously.

As the sun was about to set, she found a small leeward pit with some soft flakes of snow. She decided to give birth here.

Looking around, the miserable frozen soil, the rock and soil under the ice and snow for thousands of years, are covered with fragmented sad gray lichens. The setting sun that is about to fall below the horizon is a dead mist on this desperate land. The wind and snow still keep blowing. The snow is blown up again by the strong wind before it lands, and there is a torrent of white snow near the ground.

The wolf howled in the distance.

The woman leans on a rough stone, whose edges and corners are washed away by glaciers and sea water, and whose thick skin is eroded by the strong wind. At this time, it gives people a comfortable feeling. Although very cold, but women obviously do not care.

She never said a word, like a mute, lower body blood has accumulated a small blood depression, blood coagulation, surface also floating ice crystals, white ice and snow floating in the turbid blood.

The woman took out a red medicine bottle from the small bag on her back. This is life healing medicine. Now there is only one last bite left. The woman hesitated and put the bottle back into the bag.

The wolf howled again.

And closer.