My destiny is to go to work in a world that is collapsing

Hua Yi's conjecture was correct. Shen He's childhood was not a happy one. It could be directly defined as a tragedy, full of bitterness.

When Shen He was five years old, Shen He's mother died of illness. His father loved his wife so much that he could not bear the pain.

If things go on like this, I will feel resentment because of missing her, and I will have inner demons because of my resentment. I will go out and travel like crazy, leaving Shen He at home.

"My father would often go away for a year, looking for a way to resurrect my mother. When I was in my late teens, one night, my father suddenly came back. I looked at my father who was covered in mud, in a miserable state but with a face full of ecstasy. I also smiled and wanted to prepare food for him and clean up the room."

Shen He's tone was calm, as if she was telling the story from an unrelated perspective, but she was clearly not a bystander. What she said was all about her own childhood.

"My father refused and said very mysteriously that he had prepared a big surprise for me in the cave in the back mountain and that he would take me to see it immediately. I was immersed in joy and had no doubts. I followed my father with brisk steps. Went to the back mountain."

It is a mysterious technique called [Borrowing Life by Life].

If you offer sacrifices to the fairies summoned by the secret technique, you can take back the life of the dead in the body of a living person."

"The ferocious black 'fairy' was summoned to the cave by my father, and I became a sacrifice. My father said he hoped I could make a sacrifice, and then triggered the mechanism that had been prepared, sealed the entrance to the cave, and left. At the critical moment, I was in chaos and completely failed to understand my father's intentions. The only thing I wanted to think about was to survive."

The time when her mother passed away was when Shen He was five years old. Before that, Shen He had received maternal love. Even though she was too young to fully remember her mother's care, the beauty lingering in her memory still made Shen He carry her with her. Carrying mother's relics.

An evil-driving dagger

"I held the dagger towards the 'fairy' with blood-red eyes, fighting desperately again and again. During this period, I once expected that my father would come back to save me. One day, two days, three days... I tried my best to fight the monster, but my father did not come back."

Like every innocent peer, Shen He had never faced danger alone.

In the dark cave, in the desperate situation of losing the protection of his parents and being betrayed by his blood relatives, Shen He transformed.

Shen Mian The ferocity, bloodiness and unyieldingness in her destiny all burst out at that moment.

Those powers were like shields that could not be seen and swords that could not be seen clearly, arming the girl's delicate body.

They gave her strength, The gap was so huge that the battle that should have ended immediately ended in a stalemate for many days.

"Now that I think about it, that monster is not a big demon at all. It is already in a weak stage and has to rely on eating flesh and blood to replenish itself. Otherwise, I would not have been able to persist until the end, until the master found me."

In the battle that lasted for many days, Shen He's strength had long been exhausted, and he was holding on to his unyielding faith. This breath could disappear at any time. At the moment of life and death, it seemed that a god finally took pity on him and set his sights on him. She.

A bright thing - the Eye of God - fell into Shen He's hands. She really had the capital to scare the monsters and better protect herself.

"A few days later, Master followed the remaining evil aura to find me. He went into the cave and found me lying in the cave."

The little girl who tried her best and didn't even eat a grain of rice was already dying.

After telling her past in a calm tone without any anger or resentment, Shen He's heart was not as smooth as she showed..

I thought that bringing up old things would seem to be a grudge, and would conflict with the transcendental requirements of spiritual practice. I didn’t expect that after I told Hua Yi about my experiences before becoming a disciple in unprecedented detail, I felt vaguely enlightened.

I turned my head slightly and saw Hua Yi. There was no look of boredom on Yi's face, and Shen He continued to speak.

"After practicing in the mountains for more than ten years, I once had a sudden impulse to quietly go down the mountain and return to my hometown."

Is it because I still have nostalgia for my family and relatives, or am I following some vague thoughts and want to go to the house where I once lived to see what kind of life my obsessive, crazy father is living now.

Shen He is hard to tell

"When I returned to my hometown, I learned from my neighbors that my father had passed away a few years ago, and the old house where I lived as a child had been pawned and demolished, and all traces of my memory had disappeared in the wind and rain."

Resentment? Obsession? Relief?

In an instant, everything is there, but nothing can be retained. There is only an ancient well without ripples in my heart.

Even a well that has completely dried up, losing the water surface for ripples to exist.

"When I was a child, my master gave me a comb of jade and white jade, and asked me to comb my hair three times in order to cut off my mortal fate and join the immortal family. I combed my hair, became a disciple, and practiced meditation for more than ten years, but once in a while I had distracting thoughts."

Shen He stretched out his hand and gently picked up a ball of ice and snow from the snow beside him.

Watching it melt by the temperature between his palms

"Destiny is like a knife, it directly helps me cut off all mortal connections and allows me to practice with peace of mind. I should obey it. For a person like me who has a fate that is both lonely and evil, it would be harmful and useless to stay in this world. Maybe it is because of me that my mother and father became so talented.……"

"Even if you are not sure about something, why bother thinking about it and creating negative emotions for yourself? The immortal probably never said that your parents were affected by fate, right?"

"The immortal gave me a red rope and asked me to control my murderous intention. Even so, in the past, when faced with the chattering immortal seekers, I sometimes became impatient and became more aggressive."

Hua Yi said that the influence of fate is uncertain. On the surface, Shen He's answer was talking about the red rope and his lack of patience. In fact, it was refuting Hua Yi's words.

When she was a child who had never fought before He was able to rely on an evil spirit to hold a stalemate with the monster. Now even the red rope soul lock cannot completely suppress the evil spirit. It is too forceful to say that Gusha's fate has no impact.

Hua Yi understands what Shen He means.

He does not intend to I completely deny the theory of destiny, just hope that Shen He, who seems to be cold and aloof, but is still worried about his own destiny, can become more relaxed.

"Before yesterday, you didn't know that Mora existed or that buying things cost money, right?"

Shen He was a little confused about the sudden jump to the topic, but still gave an honest answer.

"Yes"

"Then - have you ever thought about the time before you became a disciple of the Immortal? When your father was away traveling all the year round, how did you get enough food and clothing when you were alone at a young age?"