Old Xia sighed lightly, bounced his fingers, and the grass clippings flew away, and the graves that were originally overgrown with weeds and their surroundings immediately became clean.

——The tomb of my friend Qian Changsheng.

These words were written alone on the tombstone, which seemed to be written by someone with his fingers.

Needless to ask, the person who wrote this tombstone was naturally Xia Yuanzhong.

"Old friend, I'm here to see you again." Xia Yuanzhong sighed lightly. He loved wine very much, poured a jar of ice and fire wine on the grave without hesitation.

Suddenly, the aroma of wine spread out, spreading half of the small chicken mountain. Many birds and beasts, big and small, were immediately drunk and unconscious when they smelled the smell.

Xia Yuanzhong's eyes were also a little confused.

"Oh……"

A laugh was heard vaguely in his ears. Ban Ming glanced at Yang Yaren not far away in confusion, and saw him aimlessly around him.

Is it an illusion?

Ban Ming shook his head secretly and didn't think much about it.

Next, Ban Ming and Xia Yuanzhong were next to this small grave, drinking ice and fire wine in one gulp.

Most of the time it was Xia Yuanzhong who was talking and Ban Ming who was listening.

Ban Ming deliberately suppressed his body's instinct and let alcohol penetrate into the blood, giving himself a floating feeling.

Looking back, Ban Ming found that he didn't seem to have any same-sex friends. The only one who had a better time in junior high school was Luocheng, but now things have changed.

If there is no Nine Yin Pier, you should have a different life. There will be more friends who will have already been in love, and may even be unlucky to be hurt by cheating on your girlfriend.

His face was already a little numb, and the world was also a little shaken. Looking at the sky, Ban Ming's mind was filled with messy thoughts.

However, in this life, there is no regret.

But one thing is true: the more you know, the greater the responsibility you will be.

Tai Chi diagram, purple gold gourd, the era of the gods, the gate of mythology, the uncle of ghosts who are unknown to life and death, Zhuang Han, Chen Chen and Qing Jie, who are tricked by fate, have become Meng Yan, the new leader of the demon clan, the elegant man possessed by the gate panel, eighty-one wise civilizations, and the overall situation of the world that transcends the era...

These are things that he didn't dare to think about in the past, but now they are known and exposed to them one by one.

But, just like, many secrets are something that Ban Ming cannot tell anyone, and he can only bear silently on his own.

At this moment, under the anesthesia of alcohol, Ban Ming relaxed his mind, and then he realized that he was already very tired.

I am really tired. I want everything to end. I want to no longer worry about living soon. I want to be quietly with Mengyan and Yaren. I want world peace without worry about this and that...

Why the fuck it was me?

A trace of unconscious self-deprecation appeared on the corner of Ban Ming's mouth. After being struck by lightning, he thought he was already heartless and still had such a fragile side.

However, if you die like this, as the door panel expects, it is absolutely impossible.

"I want to survive!" Ban Ming suddenly stood up staggeringly and shouted loudly towards the sky.

The sound was thunderous, and his voice echoed within a radius of dozens of kilometers.

Xia Yuanzhong, who was so drunk that he fell asleep, turned over unconsciously and continued to fall asleep.

After the blood and energy of the body was fully activated, Ban Ming woke up completely.

He turned around and saw Yang Yaren looking at him not far away with a smile.

His eyebrows moved, and Ban Ming suddenly made a move that made Yang Yaren's face stiff.

Of course, it was not like rushing over to hug Yang Yaren and chewing him wildly, but rather, in Ban Ming's spiritual world, the Tai Chi diagram rotated silently.

Ban Ming's face was unprecedentedly serious and quickly turned pale.

After Yang Yaren froze on his face, he suddenly lost his composure and shouted: "You are crazy! You use Tai Chi diagrams to deduce the future at this time?"

That’s right, Ban Ming is now using Tai Chi diagram to deduce the future!

This is the first time he used Tai Chi diagram to deduce what might happen in the future!

The future is ever-changing and full of variables. Even if an inconspicuous butterfly flaps its wings once more, it may lead to a completely different future for the entire world.

Even if Ban Ming loses his life, with the help of the powerful calculation of the Tai Chi diagram, he can only deduce the future with the greatest probability, which may not necessarily happen.

As Yang Yaren said, Ban Ming himself only has three months of life, and now he is still deducing the future, which is definitely a crazy act of seeking death.

Ban Ming did not stop his crazy behavior, but looked at Yang Yaren, wanting to see her heart, and said, "Didn't you just hope I die sooner every day? Why are you so nervous now?"

"I, I think you are a little surprised at the beginning, but you are about to end so suddenly." A hint of panic flashed in Yang Yaren's eyes, and then he looked calm and hummed, "It's better if you die!"

"Then you stand there and see how I die."

Ban Ming said, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and continued to activate the Tai Chi diagram.

An anxious and struggling flashed across Yang Yaren's face.

But Ban Ming has devoted himself to the deduction. He is not deliberately scaring Yang Yaren, but is really deducing the future.

Because he was in a state of drunkenness that had been confused and drifting, he suddenly felt something.

It was an inexplicable sense of fear that seemed to be traveling through time and space.

This feeling was like a celestial being, which came for no reason, but was very real, which made him make this crazy decision after he was drunk and sober.

Deduce the future!

There is no doubt that deducing the future is much more life-consuming than deducing the past.

The three months left of Ban Ming’s life span is actually not enough to deal with in principle.

However, just a few seconds later, in Ban Ming's spiritual world, the scenes that appeared as the light of the Tai Chi diagram flashed soon as the film froze made his face more and more serious.

In just a few seconds, Ban Ming's life span has been consumed for as many as two months.

Seeing that Ban Ming's life span was getting less and less, and there was no tendency to stop, Yang Yaren's eyes, whose face was constantly changing, seemed to be hesitating whether to take action.

Suddenly, Ban Ming's eyes closed opened.

The rapidly rotating Tai Chi diagram suddenly stopped operating.

A breath of turbid air grew, and Ban Ming's eyes showed deep fatigue, his skin quickly aged, and sweat all over his body poured out from his pores like underground springs.

Half is because the life span is too severe, and half is stimulated by the frozen images I just saw.

He took a deep breath and saw that his skin, which was originally much loose and old, had regained his youth as if he was going back in time.

However, both Ban Ming and Yang Yaren knew very well that this was just the surface. The real person, both physically and mentally, had become quite weak, and even a faint smell began to spread on his body.

In the era of the Investiture of God, there was a saying that the five declines of heaven and man were declining. Ban Ming's current situation was similar. He had originally practiced to his current state, so it was impossible for this kind of body odor to appear. Now this kind of smell is a sign that he is about to reach the end.

However, Ban Ming did not regret it because he had seen what he wanted.

He didn't expect that the thing he was most worried about was really likely to happen in the near future.

In a certain picture, a powerful alien civilization descended onto the solar system.

Then there is war and destruction.

In a certain picture, what appears is the earth full of magma torrents everywhere that has completely lost its vitality.

There is also a certain picture where powerful alien powers descended to the solar system and easily killed many top warriors in the solar system, and humans were enslaved.

No matter which picture it is, it will not happen 100%, but among the pictures Ban Ming saw, there are more than 70% of the pictures that are unlikely.

"Can't delay any more." Ban Ming looked at the sky and murmured in his heart.

The future is urgent.

Originally, he had some concerns about convening a world conference, but now, the last bit of concern has disappeared, and some are just determination.

"Aren't you going to commit suicide? Why don't you die?" Yang Yaren's sarcastic voice sounded: "But, in your current state, you will only have less than thirty days to live. Is this really okay?"

Ban Ming glanced at her, then suddenly walked forward a few steps, came to her, and stared at her.

A panic flashed deep in Yang Yaren's eyes, and then looked at Ban Ming with a calm and provocative look.

"I think you are a little strange." Ban Ming said with some confusion in his eyes.

"What's strange?"

Ban Ming stared at Yang Yaren and said, "Are you really just a clone of the Mythological Gate?"

"What a stupid human being. Do you think that under my will, Yang Yaren's consciousness may still wake up?" Yang Yaren smiled and had a charming aura that made Ban Ming feel strange and said, "Do you think we will merge the two consciousnesses like Xi Mengyan? Don't compare me with that demonic son Yuanling, human beings."

A hint of disappointment suddenly appeared in Ban Ming's eyes.

Indeed, Yang Yaren's performance just now made him feel a little abnormal, so he became suspicious.

However, as the will of the Myth Gate clone said, Yang Yaren had no possibility of resistance in front of it.

Sure enough, have you thought too much...

Ban Ming laughed at himself, suppressed his loss, and turned to Xia Yuanzhong, preparing to take the latter away.

He didn't see the trace of gratitude and struggle in Yang Yaren's eyes, who was facing his back to him.

...

Time passed by amid the restlessness and expectations of major forces.
To be continued...