The Back To Heaven

157. Deaths

Nian Nian's room was a little childish in terms of decoration.

In the darkness, the night light in the room shone with a faint bright spot.

Lin Hao opened the door silently and walked into the room.

At this moment, the little girl was already asleep, she walked to the side of the bed, and under the dim light, looked at the sleeping little girl.

Standing on the edge of the bed, staring for a long time, he lowered his head and kissed his crystal forehead, then quietly walked out of the room and left the villa.

When he left, he did not greet the owner of the house, but only stopped briefly in front of Yu Mingji's room before leaving.

Leaving Yunjingwan and returning to Dongcheng Haoge, it was already late at night.

Inside the villa, Dabai lay lazily in the pavilion in the garden. Hearing the movements outside, this huge spiritual dog raised its head. After seeing Lin Hao's figure, he raised his head and roared twice.

This roar seemed to be a protest against Lin Hao throwing him into this cold villa.

Lin Hao smiled and walked over to the pavilion.

He crouched down and stroked Dabai's soft hair twice.

“You hungry? It's specially purchased for you.” Lin Hao shook the food box in his hand and said with a smile.

On the way back from Yunjingwan, he thought that Dabai who had been thrown into the villa alone had not eaten for a day, so he took a detour to the night market and bought meat.

Dabai's head bowed, sniffed the food box twice, then roared twice.

This roar was much lighter than the roar earlier.

Meat throughout the three food boxes, great white, wind surging, and was quickly wiped out.

After eating, Da Bai stood up, stretched his waist, rubbed his head against Lin Hao's feet twice, and let out two more cheerful roars.

The night is getting darker.

"Go, let's go to Daqingshan."

Stepping into Daqingshan again, Lin Hao was no longer alone, and a large dog was all around him.

Without a word tonight.

In the morning, when he returned to Dongcheng Haoge with Dabai, the sky had just brightened, as usual, the villa area was quiet and no one was in sight.

In fact, Dongcheng Haoge's occupancy rate was extremely low.

The villas here have long been sold, but many people rarely move after buying decorations.

After all, the one who could afford a house in Dongcheng Haoge was a rich or expensive person, such a person often did not only have one house, either, and many people are not in Binh Duong on weekdays.

This was not only the case of Dongcheng Haoge, but also most of the high-end districts in Binh Duong.

Housing in the community was sold out, but in recent years, the brightest houses in the large community were sparse and depressing at night.

The rapid development of the city has caused problems together.

Lin Hao had seen all sorts of civilizations while walking in the Star Sea for thousands of years, but, like Earth, he had hundreds of countries, he had hundreds of them, and a civilization that has wandered in savage times for thousands of years to see the entire Star Sea is very rare.

Real estate has created many wealthy individuals, but it has also brought with it some issues that have been selectively overlooked.

And these problems, problems that could eventually lead to, perhaps, had to be borne by ordinary people.

Lin Hao could see the matter, but he would not comment anything.

Which one of these super technological civilizations in the star sea did not come from the weak one step at a time.

"You...Hello." The voice of the weak woman came from not far away.

Following that voice, a skinny woman was sitting on a rattan chair beside the fence of a villa.

In this morning, a woman, sitting alone in a chair outside the villa, seemed to make people feel a little abnormal.

Usually, nowadays, young people are sleeping at home or going to work, but hardly anyone is sitting outside the house at the moment.

Because this kind of thing should belong to the parents.

Seeing the woman in the rattan chair, Lin Hao stopped.

In just two days, this woman seemed weaker than that night, and the entire energy and spirit of that person had been lost.

Just looking at the past, it gave people the feeling that they were dying and would die at any moment.

Indeed, the energy that this woman had drawn, and now she had stepped into the ghost gate with one leg, and perhaps in the next second, she would cut off the last breath.

Weak body, pale face.

It was just that none of this could be hidden, those bright eyes.

Bright eyes were filled with fatigue, but in these eyes, they were extremely clear, without the dirty air of an ordinary person.

There is no greed, no desire, and few, only a trace of nostalgia for this world.

The woman was sitting on a rattan chair, her clear eyes were staring at Lin Hao and a forced smile on her pale face.

Seeing that smile, Lin Hao's heart was involuntarily touched.

Suddenly, he remembered someone from the past.

She was also a woman, even though she was just an ordinary woman, but for that woman, she stepped into Jiuyou and fought with the Sovereign of Jiuyou on the road towards the Yellow Springs for several days.

He clearly remembered that when the woman in the memories looked at him one last time, the gaze remained the same.

He stopped, he thought for a moment, and finally, he still had no choice to leave.

He walked slowly and stopped in front of the skinny woman.

He stood up, looking at the woman sitting on the rattan chair.

The woman looked at him, the eyes of the two men meeting in midair.

“If you request, I can help you.” After a moment of silence, Lin Hao finally began to speak first, breaking the silence here.

The woman in the wicker chair was still staring at him. When she heard what he said, her lips opened and she smiled. The smile was pale, but he did not have the slightest bit of pretense.

“I've been thinking about a question for the last two days. Did I kill my mother?” The woman in the rattan chair raised her head and said sadly.

Lin Hao stood there, staring at the woman in front of him, his expression flat.

He was used to seeing life and death, and to monks, life and death was nothing more than the rebirth of life.

What about death?

As long as the soul is immortal, there will always be a day when it will be reborn.