Outside of Time - Chapter 1154

[Chapter 1132 Time is a passer-by from ancient times to the present]

The furnishings are simple, with a table, a chair and a wooden bed.

In addition, there is a piece of calligraphy hanging on the wall.

“He is like a devout pilgrim, always searching for a temple that may not exist.”

…

Outside, the flames are still burning.

The painting scroll in the furnace slowly began to glow with a faint light as it was refined in the sea of fire.

Faintly, there seemed to be a voice echoing in the scroll.

“I, forgot something?”

“Is it a pity?”

“Again?”

“Perhaps, I should ask someone to pass on a message for me.”

The sound gradually faded away and was burned by the sea of fire.

…

The fire grew bigger and stronger.

The earthenware jar covering the top was burning very red, and the liquid medicine inside gradually became viscous in the high temperature.

Blisters appeared from time to time, and when they burst, the smell of medicine spread throughout this simple house.

The house is not big, and there are cabinets all around it containing various medicinal herbs.

In the middle, there are two people, one old and one young.

The old man was wearing a navy blue gown, had a head full of white hair, and his face showed numbness caused by the passing of time. At this moment, he was sitting in a rocking chair, looking at the sunset outside, wondering what he was thinking.

The young man looked at the old man, and after waiting for a while, he could not help but speak.

“Master, what next?”

“What then?” the old man asked.

“Story, what did you just say? What did you forget? Was it regret or that sentence? What was that sentence? Who can I tell someone to pass it on to? I can do it!”

Upon hearing this, the old man’s eyes fell on the medicine jar.

“The medicine is almost done. Take it out and divide it into several portions and send them one by one.”

Upon hearing this, the young man hurriedly took out the medicine spoon, took out the sticky medicine in the earthen jar one by one, put them in a medicine box, and ran out with it.

As soon as he walked out of the pharmacy, he stopped, looked back at his master, and couldn’t help but speak.

“Master, wait until I deliver the medicine. Then tell me if that sentence is okay. I will definitely pass it on. I am very curious. If you tell me, I will also tell you a secret.”

The old man nodded.

The young man was looking forward to it, carrying the medicine box and running away.

As the young man’s figure disappeared from his sight, the old man’s eyes became a little dazed.

“That sentence, what was it… I can’t remember it.”

The old man muttered.

One night passed.

The boy who left never came back.

Some people said that they saw an immortal who took him away.

Others say that it was swallowed up by the darkness of night.

And the old man never saw it again for the rest of his life.

It was as if everything was just an illusion in his trance.

Even ten years later, when he was about to die, he occasionally thought of his little apprentice, but he didn’t have a deep impression of him.

Because he has been recalling those words all his life.

That sentence seemed to be in my memory, but I could never find it.

Finally, on the day of his death, when his memory turned to ashes and dissipated in the world, he remembered those words.

“Heaven and earth are the guest houses of all living things…”

“What’s the next sentence?”

The old man had no answer.

Time has taken away his life and his soul, leaving only a corpse in this world, buried in the soil.

As time passed, the corpses and the soil were completely mixed together and could not be distinguished from each other.

As the world changed, the small town turned into ruins and then into a wasteland.

I don’t know how much time has passed…

Until one day, a hoe was lifted up and dropped on the soil of this wasteland.

Here, fields were cultivated, crops were planted, and villages were built.

Those who farm the land do nothing and grow from young to middle-aged and finally to old.

Before his death, he suddenly told his family members that he had been a high-ranking official, a famous businessman, a bandit, and a doctor, and he was buried here.

Therefore, he had to be buried here in this life to give his future self some extra time and slow down the dissipation of his soul.

The words spoken before death are full of imagination. Some people hear them in their hearts, but most people will not take them seriously.

But no matter what, his body was finally buried in the soil.

He was too ordinary, like a drop of water in the ocean, gradually forgotten after several years.

As spring went and autumn came, the village became a county town.

Many years later, one winter at dusk, a middle-aged monk came to this place in the sky, riding on the wind.

He was a casual cultivator, without any sect or school. By chance, he entered a secret place and obtained a legacy.

This inheritance is a remnant soul.

If you want to obtain the inheritance, you must fulfill the last wish of the remaining soul.

So, under the guidance of the remnant soul, he came here.

In front of that piece of soil, the remnant soul walked out of his body and turned into a young man, staring at this land, staring at this county town.

Things and people have changed. They are no longer the same.

The small town back then has become bigger, and the former pharmacy has also become a school.

Gazing at these, the young man seemed to vaguely see that night many years ago, his first master in the pharmacy, and his master’s story.

This happened so long ago that he thought he had forgotten it.

After being taken away and entering the world of cultivation, he also had his own blossoming, his own life, joys and sorrows, love and hate.

He once reached a certain peak, but eventually fell and turned into a remnant soul. Over the years, he found that the most eternal thing in his memory was actually that scene from that year.

He wanted to know what the master hadn’t said.

because……

The secret that he didn’t have time to tell was the words uttered by his master. In fact, these words had appeared in his dream before he became an apprentice in the pharmacy.

He didn’t know the reason, and now… he wanted to find out.

And I feel more and more that what my master didn’t say is very important.

“My spirit has dissipated a lot, and now the remaining soul can’t hold on for much longer… But I have a strong feeling that if I can’t find the answer before I dissipate, then… there will be no future.”

As he muttered, his eyes fell on the school.

In the school, there was a teacher and seven students.

At this moment the sky was dark red, and in the dusk, the schoolchildren said goodbye one by one.

The teacher tidied his clothes and was about to leave, but a student who had originally left came back and stood at the door.

The gentleman paused and looked over.

The students bowed their heads.

“Sir, I have a question, but I can’t find the answer because I don’t have enough time. I met you here when I disappeared, so I asked you. Please help me solve my doubts.”

The gentleman was silent for a while, then he spoke slowly.

“you say.”

“Sir, do you know what reincarnation is?” The boy looked up, his eyes dark.

The gentleman frowned.

“You are extraordinary, and I am ordinary, yet you ask me what reincarnation is?”

The boy shook his head, his dark eyes were a little unfocused and dazed.

“The reincarnation that I understand and know is reincarnation after reincarnation, and one life ends before another begins. But I feel more and more that reincarnation is not like this. Is it possible that… many of the people I meet are me in reincarnation?”

“All of this confuses me. Please enlighten me, sir. Just…anything you want to say is fine.”

The boy murmured.

The gentleman closed his eyes and said nothing.

Time passed, and half an hour later, when dusk was about to be replaced by night and the darkness in the boy’s eyes had mostly dissipated, the gentleman opened his eyes.

“I don’t know what reincarnation is, but if I were to use these two words to describe it, I think… it should be an experience of crossing a boat in the sea of abyss, a process of searching for light in darkness.”

“This process cannot be without cost, so the price of reincarnation again and again should be a kind of self-destruction.”

“As for the situation you mentioned, you think that many people you meet are your reincarnation. In my opinion, this may be self-salvation from self-destruction.”

“Give up the repeated erosion and choose to bloom all at once to find the light.”

“Until the end, if you still can’t find the light, your soul will turn to ashes.”

The boy’s body shook, and he stood there in a daze. After a long time, his eyes became clear, and everything in the past came to his mind. Vaguely, he seemed to hear the murmurs of his first master before his death.

So he bowed his head and spoke softly.

“Thank you, I understand now. My purpose is to connect time and pass on a message to you, sir.”

“Heaven and earth are the guest houses of all living things…”

“What is the next sentence? Please… figure it out yourself, sir. This is our last chance. Fortunately… you still have enough for the rest of your life.”

As the boy spoke, the darkness in his eyes completely disappeared.

The remaining soul dissipated.

The boy also woke up, feeling a little confused. When he saw the master, he became nervous and hurriedly bowed to him, then quickly ran away.

Only the gentleman stood there, his eyes blank, as if some reincarnation scenes that originally belonged to him were gradually revived from being sealed.

The prime minister of the Daning Dynasty felt like he had forgotten something before he died.

Mr. Xu, a businessman, was full of regrets before his death. What he regretted was not the twists and turns in his life, but the regret that he did not remember to forget.

So this regret became a severe pain and remained in the mind of the bandit Xu Shan. Until finally, Xu Shan, who had suffered from brain pain all his life, thought of a sentence at the moment of his death.

But unfortunately, he didn’t have time to think about it.

It can only be left to the doctor.

The doctor has been pursuing it all his life, but unfortunately, due to the interference of some force, he can only remember it at the moment of his death.

Fortunately, he was prepared.

So the boy became the line connecting time and reincarnation.

And the farmers who cultivate fertile land are willing to become nutrients to buy time for their future selves.

Finally the boy arrived.

Before the boy died, he had an epiphany, completed his mission, and uttered those words.

Gave it to Mr.

This year, Mr. is thirty-seven years old.

The rest of my life is enough.

Time flies, and thirty years have passed in a flash.

The gentleman is old and will soon die in this county.

The students have already gone their separate ways.

When dying, no one comes back.

The gentleman didn’t mind. He lay on the bed, looking at the dusk outside the window. Scenes seemed to be played out in his eyes on the dusk sky.

“Official, businessman, reckless man, doctor, commoner, monk…different reincarnations, different experiences, different lives.”

“As expected… the world is the guest house of all living things, and time is the passer-by from ancient times to the present.”

“I am still in time, still a passer-by, but no longer with my eyes closed.”

The gentleman was calm, and a purple light burst out from his chest, spreading throughout his body and covering the world.

The scattered soul blooms again.

Sir, close your eyes.

Xu Qing, wake up.

And the cycle never ends.

But… it is no longer a lonely boat drifting in the sea of abyss, it has a helmsman and has become a ferryman.

Moving in an orderly direction, using time as a paddle, we paddle forward through time.