An extraordinary journey from the beginning

Chapter 64
In the end, Yan Furui and Wang Qiankun still agreed to this outrageous request, and there was nothing they could do if they didn't agree, after all, the vine killing had already come down to them, and the decision-making power was obviously left.

Lu Ming took Si Teng and Li Shiqing back to the hotel that had been reserved. Under his deliberate guidance, he did not disturb the sleepy children in the room from the beginning to the end.

Li Shiqing went back to the room to rest, while Lu Ming and Si Teng came to the rooftop, because according to what Si Teng said, a drop of his blood would be needed every two days or so to maintain strength.

It just so happened that he also had some questions that he wanted to communicate with Si Teng.

……

A gust of cold wind blows from time to time on the roof at night. It should have been a very cold season and in a very cold place, but the two of them could not feel the biting cold wind at all. One of the Han people, and one whose body blood can revive the Han people and strengthen their strength. , No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a normal person.

From the top of the stairs, there is a fist-sized wind chime hanging on the eaves of the wall. I don’t know where the custom came from. It is probably because this is Cangcheng Mountain. After all, it is also a famous holy place with hanging doors in the world.

It's a pity that although there are many Xuanmen temples here, one view per [-] meters, one courtyard at ten steps, and look at the bustle and bustle, but few people have real Xuanmen skills, so they can only show Fengshui to others Just pick a good day and auspicious day.

Lu Ming rolled up his sleeves, patted Hong's strong biceps, and said to Si Teng, "Come on, this time draw the blood here. I've been doing push-ups every night recently, and the blood here is fresher!"

Facing the cold wind, Si Teng looked at the black clothes in the distance, just glanced at him lightly, then shook his head slightly and said, "I don't need it today."

"no need?"

Lu Ming was slightly taken aback, and asked in surprise, "Didn't you say that you need a drop of blood to maintain your strength in two days?"

Suddenly, Lu Ming wanted to understand something again, and immediately asked tentatively, "Is it because you were suppressed under Xingyun Pavilion?"

"You're not too stupid."

Si Teng nodded slightly, and said, "Although your blood has strong life force, it is yours after all. I can only get part of the power from absorbing it, and most of it will be lost quickly."

"Only when I find another me can I truly be my complete self."

When she mentioned herself, her eyes were deep and complex.

"Then can you teach me how to use the power in my body?"

Lu Ming spread out his hands, trying to pop a touch of green from his fingers like her, but ended in failure every time.

"cannot!"

Si Teng refused without hesitation, and added after a moment of silence, "Not now!"

"Oh?"

Lu Ming became interested, and it was expected that he would be rejected, but what the other party added surprised him.

"I'm not an unreasonable person. Although I don't say what you and Li Shiqing did, I always remember it in my heart,"

Si Teng looked at him seriously, "If everything goes well, I will leave this mundane world forever, and it won't be a big deal to teach you how to use the power in your body."

"That's it~"

Lu Ming didn't seem disappointed when he heard the words. After all, if the other party taught him to master the power now, what would he do if he ran away? If it were him, he would definitely not do such a stupid thing.

"There's something I need to tell you."

Lu Ming walked over to stand side by side with her on the eaves of the wall, and Si Teng glanced over, waiting for his next words.

"Qiu Shan is not dead!"

Facing the cold wind, Lu Ming rubbed his temples in annoyance.

"not dead?"

Si Teng immediately looked at him coldly.

"Yes, he just feigned death to escape. The real him is still hiding in the dark, waiting for your resurrection, so that he can kill you completely."

Lu Ming's tone was a bit complicated. Originally, he didn't want to pay attention to this kind of thing. After all, whether it's the hanging door in this world or the Han people, they can only be said to be people with a little supernatural ability. If you don't do this kind of thing, you will inevitably integrate into the torrent of human life in society.

The decline of the Han clan and the weakness of the Xuanmen are proofs that no one in this world can resist the change of the times.

"Fake death?! Hehe, that would be great."

Si Teng was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed wantonly. Facing the cold wind, her body became a little lighter.

After a long time of wanton and comfortable laughter faded away with the sound of the wind, Si Teng slowly calmed down.

"I thought you wouldn't hate him?"

Lu Ming said.

In the original play, Si Teng doesn't seem to hate Qiu Shan that much. As expected, the script and reality are two different things.

"When I was a child, Qiu Shan used foreign objects to make me transform in advance. Being ignorant and ignorant, I wanted to rely on him, but the result was that I was kept in a cage since I was a child. Later, I met a man. He said he would accompany me forever and give me the stars and the sea. But after knowing my identity, I stayed away for the first time."

Si Teng sneered and talked about the past. She is not a person who casually spreads her heart out, but Lu Ming knows too much, and the other party should have known about her for a long time.

"I didn't understand until I woke up again after being buried under the spring for 80 years."

She looked up at the hanging wind chimes, and there was a hint of Buddha nature in her eyes, and she said, "Pray for the Tao, the Buddha, and the salvation of others. I only realized Prajna when I was dying."

Lu Ming nodded slightly, and followed her words, "There is a wind chime gatha, if you say yes, your whole body seems to be empty, no matter the wind from east to west, north or south, you will always say Prajna for him, ding dong ding dong ding ding dong."

"You also read Buddhist verses?"

Si Teng gave him a surprised look.

"Understood, but not too deeply."

Lu Ming said humbly.

"Then have you ever experienced death?"

Sito asked again.

"die?"

Lu Ming immediately became interested. Among other things, he has rich experience in this stuff. He nodded and said with a smile, "Maybe you don't believe it, but Li Shiqing and I have experienced more deaths than you."

"Well...at least ten times."

After thinking for a while, Lu Ming said softly.

"..."

Lu Ming's answer was a bit unexpected, Si Teng remained silent for a while, and continued to ask, "What was it like at that time?"

"Feeling? Then this is a bit too much, completely paralyzed, and the five senses gradually fade into nothingness."

Lu Ming recalled the feeling of electric shock, then thought about the explosion of the bus, and continued, "I also clearly felt that my whole body was being bitten by thousands of ants from the hair to the skin, and I gradually felt weak and empty... "

Si Teng looked at him in surprise, but he didn't expect that he really said it, and there were obviously a lot of stories, and he had been buried for 80 years, thinking of this, he felt a little sympathetic for no reason.

"Seek the Tao, seek the Buddha, seek salvation from others, life is like a long river, and there are thousands of boats, only crossing by yourself is the true crossing!"

Si Teng's words seemed to be enlightened, and she looked at Lu Ming calmly, "Let go, it doesn't mean you don't hate!"

Lu Ming nodded slightly and said softly,
"It should be so!"

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　Ask for free tickets, buddy, it really doesn’t pay much interest to keep it...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)