Gabriel's happy life

Chapter 43 The Man in Tsing Yi
Turning from east to west, north, south, left, and right, Lu Cheng finally came to the mouth of the aunts, which is where he suddenly sensed something was wrong.

"This place is too remote."

Lu Cheng finally stood in front of a narrow narrow road. He really didn't expect that such a remote place could be asked from the mouth of the aunt.

Anyway,

It is said that people who have passed through this narrow passage recently have lost part of their memory about passing through this narrow passage, which is very strange.

With curiosity, Lu Cheng walked into the dark narrow passage. In this place where he couldn't see his fingers, he touched the wall and found that there was nothing wrong.

"Strange, there's nothing wrong with that."

"Yes, this place is obviously very normal, why do people always come to disturb my enlightenment because of their curiosity that killed the cat?"

"That is, who are they,

Lu Cheng: ...

Yeah. "

A drop of cold sweat ran across Lu Cheng's face.

"Don't panic, anyway, you will soon forget the experience here."

"what?"

The sudden voice suddenly fell silent, and after a while, the steady voice sounded in Lu Cheng's mind again.

"You guys seem a little different."

"Haha, it's different."

Lu Cheng turned his head stiffly, and kept groping on the wall with his hands, trying to find a way out.

"You are not from this world."

A word struck Lu Cheng like a thunderbolt.

At the same time, the surrounding scene was quickly lit up, and he was seen stepping on the bridge formed by the clear blue lake water, and the surrounding lotus flowers were all over the calm lake.

In front of him was a man in Tsing Yi with long black hair, his back was turned to him, and his back was very familiar to Lu Cheng.

The man in Tsing Yi slowly set the bait, and then lightly flicked the hook, and the hook fell into the water with a plop.

What puzzled Lu Cheng was that he had just clearly seen that there was no bait on the hook, so could he really catch fish?
The man in Tsing Yi shook his head, his silent voice came from the space so calm.

"It doesn't matter whether you can catch a fish or not, the most important thing is what to throw the hook for."

"I throw the hook, not for fish, so it doesn't matter."

"And you, if you throw the hook, why?"

Lu Cheng also shook his head, he understands this kind of routine, and the expert who pops up suddenly always has to say something mysterious and mysterious, but he doesn't take this kind of routine.

"Hehe, I don't fish."

"That's what I want to say, don't say why you did it, you didn't even think about it, do you know what I mean, baby."

Lu Cheng: ...

He said that now he just wants to know who this guy is.

"Who am I?"

"You can call me Wei."

"micro?"

The man in Tsing Yi turned his back to Lu Cheng, looked at the lily-blossoming lake in front of him, and smiled softly. This was the place where he met her for the first time.

"Ah."

"When a person dies, he becomes a ghost, when a ghost dies, he becomes a ghost, when a ghost dies, he becomes hope, when hope dies, he becomes barbarian, and when barbarian dies, he becomes a nephew."

"If there is no color, it is barbarian, and if there is no sound, it is hope. At this time, I am a barbarian. I am silent and invisible. I can't see or hear it."

"It's a good one to see or hear." Lu Cheng silently slandered in his heart, what did he hear and see now?
"What you see is both an illusion and reality, and it is one of the few corners of my memory."

"As for whether you can practice listening or not, do you understand the sound transmission?"

"Cultivation. What is it?"

"Can I practice too?"

Lu Cheng uttered his second and third sentences when he came to this place, which was really a torture of the soul.

"Well, so in the end how to cultivate, the spiritual power in my body often complains about whether I can cultivate or not."

Young man: ...

This is the worst traverser he has ever seen on his way back and forth across the other world, bar none.

But he was still going to carefully point out the young man behind him, after all, this might be his last stop.

"Before I say this, let me tell you a story."

"Please start your show."

Lu Cheng wanted to sit next to the man in Tsing Yi, but just as he took a step forward, his forehead made a thumping sound as if it had hit a wall.

"Ouch."

Lu Cheng covered his forehead, simply sat down, and took out a bucket of popcorn and a bottle of Coke.

The man in Tsing Yi: ...

The corner of his mouth twitched inadvertently, but he still started to tell the story.

"It started a long time ago. My Taoist partner and I met in this place. After decades of companionship, we made a vow and became a Taoist couple."

"I won't mention the relationship between the Taoist couple who made the Taoist oath. What you need to know is the story that follows."

"Because of an accident, we ushered in a life-and-death parting, and finally she died."

"Death was caused by the collapse of the foundation of the Dao, and the most important thing is that her soul was also scattered, which made it impossible to revive her by ordinary means."

"The souls in the mouths of our astral people are different from the souls in your mouths, but you can understand it this way."

After a pause, the man in Tsing Yi spoke slowly with his back to Lu Cheng.

"At that time, I was still a little venerable, and I didn't have the ability to revive her at all. I also asked the Taoist Lord for help."

"But if they make a move, the risk is too great. The only way is to wait for me to become a Taoist. They said that although the Tao I have explored is too mysterious, but with my aptitude, I will become a Taoist within ten thousand years."

"However, whether it is a thousand years or ten thousand years, it is too slow."

The man in Tsing Yi got up, and the fish hook he threw out was swinging back and forth in the lake water, and there was a hint of the prey taking the bait.

"So I finally chose the method of questioning similar to that group of Taoists. I don't practice spiritual power, don't practice Zuoji, don't practice rules, and put everything aside, and just ask directly."

"Use death to turn into a ghost, cut off the incense and cover up all the proofs of one's existence, and then die as a scorpion, remove the form and sound, and turn the hope into the barbarian."

"So you're saying that you gave yourself a knife for your girlfriend?"

"This is to let Xiao Baili and Wei Nai know, probably." Lu Cheng shrank his neck, but put away the popcorn and Coke.

The man in Tsing Yi turned his head slightly and cast a glance at Lu Cheng.

Lu Cheng felt that his face looked more familiar.

"Anyway,"

"This process is very slow. If it goes too fast, I may lose all my memories and turn into a real lonely ghost."

"Now I...even forgot my name, I only remember all the past with her, and the plan I asked."

"The barbarian dies as a micro, as a barbarian, I am about to die as a micro, and transform the micro into the Tao, and as the micro becomes the Tao, I will transform into the Tao, and the Tao will reincarnate."

"Standing from the back, living to death, this is my method. I enter reincarnation with my body, bring her out of reincarnation, and then ask"

The dead lost their "soul" and had no return at all. They could only be worn down in the avenue of reincarnation until they turned into nothingness.

And what he has to do is to transform reincarnation with the thoughts of a living person, comprehend reincarnation, and ask about reincarnation.

There are only two outcomes, either become nothing with her, or transcend life and death, and become one of the few Taoist masters who master the avenue of life and death in the current star world. The risk is extremely high, but if you want a perfect resurrection she..
"This is a surefire strategy."

There was an unprecedented tenderness in the eyes of the man in Tsing Yi, which was the affection of entrusting all the love in his heart to one person.

Perhaps the success rate will be higher if it is delayed for another hundred years, but he can't afford to wait, and she can't afford to wait even more.

"400 years is too long, I miss you so much."

The figure of the man in Tsing Yi became lighter, and he turned his head suddenly.

"Okay, that's the end of the story, it's time to talk about you."

(End of this chapter)