Carus did not know how long he met the old man after entering the rainforest. After all, when a man wanted to die, he would not pay much attention to the flow of time. The devil only knew that when he noticed each other, the fallen leaves were flying wildly in the morning sun. In fact, he once thought that the old man in front of him was the receiver of his own soul, but then he thought how could a God''s palace accept such a dirty soul into their country


    The sound of insects awakened the sleeping killer. When the devil''s eyes lit up, he saw the white haired figure standing not far away. That man should be very old. His skin is covered with age spots. His loose skin is wrinkled like a sun dried orange. His pale hair and beard are almost transparent in the moonlight. It seems that he may disappear into the world at any time. But when the old man turned to look at himself, Carus knew that he was wrong. The eyes were not the eyes of the dying. They were just a pair of eyes. The devil could see the innocence of the child, the passion of the youth, the composure of the prime and the wisdom of the old man. But the next second, all these things disappeared, leaving only the quiet darkness of the night sky.


    Carus wanted to say something, but he was so weak that sleep not only did not restore his physical strength, but also exhausted the few nutrients left in his already thirsty body. "Oh, I''m sorry, I forgot that biology is meant to eat." The old man seemed to notice something, he said softly. He picked off the leaves around him and folded the edge slightly. Then he waved. Ten million shining things flew out of the trees around him, like stars in the sky. Of course, it wasn''t the real stars. It was just dew. After the dew had gathered, the old man went to the devil and poured it into the latter''s mouth. This is the most delicious water Carus has ever drunk. Although it is strange to use the word "delicious" to describe water because it has no taste, the comfortable coolness and thoroughness, as well as the tactile feeling that flows through the throat, are impressive.


    The killer slowly sat up after drinking a leaf of dew. He was surprised to find that his hunger and fatigue were rapidly disappearing. It can be imagined that what the old man gave him to drink was not ordinary. The devil spoke again. He instinctively wanted to thank the other party, but then realized that his purpose was not to die? Under this confused thought, Carus did not speak for a long time. Seeing this, the old man did not say anything more. He took the leaves back to the place where he had picked them. The torn leaf stems recovered miraculously in an instant, as if this leaf had never been plucked.


    "You should be very careful to walk alone in such a place." The old man with the leaves reset sits cross legged in front of Karus. At this time, the demon descendant noticed that the clothes on the other side were of a style he had never seen before. He must have come from a different cultural environment. "Don''t you wander here alone, too?" In fact, the devil wanted to thank each other. No matter what he said, he still saved his life, but somehow, he said such words as soon as he opened his mouth. It seemed that being rescued was a common thing, and it was not worthy of special thanks.


    The old man didn''t care. He looked up at the sky with a smile, "me? I was just brought here by a gust of wind. I have to stay here until the next wind comes. But it doesn''t matter to me where I am. You see, I''m different from you. I don''t need to drink water or eat. If I''m hungry, I open my mouth and I''ll be full. " Carus rolled his eyes and regarded it as nonsense. How can someone drink wind to be able to eat? I''m afraid the old man has been living in the deep woods for too long, and his mind is out of order.


    "And you? What are you doing here? "


    Hearing this question, the demon was silent again. He lowered his head and thought for a long time. He silently recalled his life and objectively examined everything he had done. Finally, he came up with the answer, "I''m a bastard, and then, I kill people."


    "Yes." The old man tilted his head, and the smile on his face did not diminish. "Originally, I am an old man who shouldn''t tell you what to do. But since you and I meet here today, it''s a kind of predestination. I have some opinions on your question. Would you like to hear it? "


    But Carus shook his head. "Everyone can tell the truth, and anyone can make up the story. I live to now only understand one thing, that is, there is no unchanging truth in this world, everyone can speak completely different justice from his own standpoint. So, save your breath. I''m not a new kid. I''ve tried to believe those glories, persistence and beliefs, and finally abandoned them. Sitting here is a waste that can''t bear the weight of life. To be honest, you really shouldn''t have saved me. "


    "Don''t be so sure, young man." The hand of the old man stretched out his right hand naturally upward, and a fallen leaf just fell into it. "Everyone is the same, born, growing up, doing some specious good and bad things, and then aging and dying in a hurry. Where is the weight of life? It is not the beginning, nor is death the end. Things flow, what we see in our eyes is just a narrow and sad corner. Look at this leaf, what constitutes it is the nutrition of trees, and the things from the land. And what makes up the soil? You think death is the end of life, but I don''t think so. When our breath stops, the body becomes part of the earth, feeding other creatures, like this leaf, which may have been on a deer a few months ago. As for the soul, if there is no God''s residence to collect it, the soul will gradually turn into air. How amazing! Every breath we breathe is blending with other souls, until it is re combined into a new soul. Look, the line between life and death is very vague, isn''t it? " With that, the old man turned his right hand slightly, and the fallen leaves in his hand instantly turned into several grains of sand. Then he turned again, and the sand turned into a seed! The old man dug a small groove with his fingers, put the seeds in and covered them with soil."Of course, I''m not excusing you for killing someone, or telling you that being alive is a negative thing. I mean, when you feel like there''s only darkness in front of you, it''s just because you cover your face with your hands. The world is infinitely broad, so is life. If you only have flame in your heart, you should adapt to its temperature. Don''t isolate yourself from the world, you and me, as well as it, "said the old man, pointing to a small earth bag on the ground, and a bud broke through the earth at a speed visible to the naked eye. "We are all the same thing. If we talk about hybrids, everything in the world has long been mixed together. Who can be pure?"


    He shook his head and said to the old man in front of him, "I said I didn''t want to listen, but you still told me a lot of truth. But the truth is right, I still can''t overcome the blood in my body. Every day, every second, the world loses color in my eyes. This is my destiny... "


    "Why don''t you try to get interested in the world again? Find something you want to do, don''t live so smart, sometimes stupid is the real wisdom. By that time, you''ll understand When the old man stood up, he held out his index finger of his right hand and put it against the brow of Carus. "It''s windy. I think I should go."


    When the devil came back to God, there was no one in front of him. Only the faint pain on his forehead and the buds in front of him were telling what had just happened.


    "Alive, stupid?"


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