On the dim yellow water of Huangquan, a lone boat sailed through the waves.

The strange thing is that the boat is not big, but it is as stable as walking on flat ground in the underworld.

Even standing on it, you can't feel the slightest bump.

The boating experience was completely different from that of the Voyage and the Cow Bell that I had taken before.

The waves on the surrounding water seemed to intentionally or unintentionally avoid the position of the Chi Kissing Boat.

After the Chikisui boat passed through the turbulent area of ​​the water.

The Huangquan in front of me suddenly became quiet.

Once here, the dim yellow water surface no longer has any ripples.

Just like a windless area on the sea.

Not even a streak of fish white appears on the quiet surface of the water. At a glance, it looks like a flat grassland.

"Master! Look under the boat!"

Wangcai's scream made Ding Xiaoyi suddenly nervous.

After scanning the side of the boat, his expression suddenly became strange.

Chi kisses the boat.

Datou looked curious about this place. When he saw Ding Xiaoyi looking down, he also stuck his head out and stared at the water.

With just a quick glance, Big Head's eyes widened, and it was difficult to look away from the water.

I saw my own figure emerging from the water.

But that is not my own shadow, but my real other self.

What surprised Datou even more.

On the surface of the water, I was in a ball with another Feitou Mangui.

Compared to his own strong body, Feitou Man next to him looked extremely petite.

And the face is obviously more feminine.

The tentacles of the two flying-headed barbarians were intertwined together, as if they were two fighting octopuses, becoming more and more entangled.

Datou was very embarrassed when he saw this scene, and his face turned red.

But I still put my head together and looked at every detail carefully.

This is valuable learning material.

However, when Da Tou was watching carefully, Da Tou Man, who was in front of him with deep love, suddenly opened his bloody mouth and bit his cheek fiercely.

For a moment, his face was bleeding, his cheeks were bloody, and the flesh on half of his face was torn off.

In panic, he struggled to get away from the flying man in front of him.

But then Datou discovered that his tentacle joints were tightly entangled into a mess.

What made him even more desperate was that densely packed little flying heads emerged from the surrounding trees, swooped on him like locusts, and began to eat his own flesh and blood.

The scene in front of him changed rapidly, which frightened Datou.

His head quickly retracted into the box, and the whole box made a clanging sound.

It's like the clothes in the washing machine's drying tub are not put properly.

Ding Xiaoyi just frowned slightly at this, and the scenes in front of him changed one by one.

Without exception, it is your own way of dying.

It's like having your head cut off with a knife.

During the naval battle, he was focused head-on by a super powerful energy cannon and was reduced to ashes.

There is also a scene where he seems to be under some kind of curse, lying on the bed, his body rapidly decaying and old, and finally his bones are shattered and thrown into ashes by a breeze.

There are also some whose skulls have been pried open by insects.

The physical body turned into a big meatball, etc. There is no detailed list of the ways of death.

But it just looks scary.

In fact, people's destiny is constantly changing.

For example, in the pictures I saw, there were all kinds of strange ways of death, but if these ways of death were certain.

One is enough.

How could I have seen so many kinds?

He speculated that the picture reflected on the water cannot be said to be false, but is just the result of deducing from some one-in-a-million possibility.

However, these deductions cannot be used as any basis for reference.

Because human behavior is not a fixed track, but is constantly changing.

Even if you move your fingers a little more, you may often form a different trajectory.

Therefore, Ding Xiaoyi completely ignored the scenes in front of him, and even didn't take them to heart.

Otherwise, thinking about this every day would drive people crazy.

He looked back at his trembling head.

It looks like this guy was frightened, but I hope it doesn't have any negative impact.

At this time, a withered old tree appeared in his sight.

It’s hard to overstate how the canopy of the old tree covers the sky and the sun.

The huge tree crown and any branch are thicker than the trunks of century-old trees in real life.

It's just that the old tree has withered, like a giant tree stretching from the sky to the earth, which is really impressive to talk about.

Only when the Chi Kissing Boat drifted closer did Ding Xiaoyi see it clearly.

The body of the old tree was actually densely packed with faces, some were human faces, some were not human faces.

There's even a bird face.

Each face has different expressions.

At first glance, it gives people the feeling of being in a vast sea of ​​people.

In front of the ancient tree, there is a huge stone tablet. The material of the stone tablet is unknown, and it is black and shiny.

Soaked in the yellow spring, there is no sign of corrosion.

It's about as high as a two-story building. It's hard to see where it stands.

There are a few lines written on it in a very strange font.

I don't recognize it myself, but Wangcai does.

"Master, this is Sanskrit, let me see..."

Wangcai separated a cloud of smoke, and after circling around the stone tablet, the smoke quickly returned to Wangcai's body.

After Wangcai digested the content in Sanskrit, he suddenly explained to his master the origin of the mysterious ancient tree in front of him with regret.

"This tree is called the Sacred Tree of Prayer.

By imprinting your own face on a tree, you can understand your own cause and effect and your future, and gain insight into a major turning point in your life.

But everyone only gets one chance.

As a result, everyone came to work on it, and every available inch of the tree was used.

Finally, someone got into a fight and broke the roots of the sacred tree.

So that after the sacred tree withered and died, it became the dead tree it is now."

Wangcai couldn't help but feel a pang of regret in his heart, this is a real divine thing.

People don't like to take medicine, but there is one kind of medicine that they can't get enough of, and that's the regret medicine.

If you can understand your own causal future, you will be in the right position for the most important choices in life.

This is simply the same as playing games and opening cheat codes!

No wonder so many people ended up fighting over a piece of land.

"What a pity, what a pity!"

Wangcai lamented for a while that it was a pity, but Ding Xiaoyi's eyes instead stared at the stone tablet in front of him in trance.

This surprised Wangcai.

I thought that after listening to my translation, my master would have a look of regret, or even yell at those people for being stupid.

Unexpectedly, Ding Xiaoyi was surprisingly calm.

He looked carefully at the stone tablet with his eyes, as if he understood the words on it.
To be continued...