I descend into the world of heaven

hiss……

A tearing pain spread throughout his body.

Chen Chu opened his eyelids, sat up with difficulty, and looked around. It was the house where Ping Yun had lived all his life. He subconsciously looked at the bamboo bed beside him. It was empty, with no figure of Ping Yun...

Ping Yun is missing!

Chen Chu propped himself up and looked around, almost turning the house over, but he didn't see Ping Yun.

He felt as if he had had a very long dream, and had lived his whole life in the dream. Looking at his old hands, it was not a dream, this life was real.

Leave Ping Yun's house.

Chen Chu walked home.

He still remembered what Ping Yun said before he died and left a package of things under the bed in his house.

In the evening, the streets were noisy as usual, with shouting vendors and chasing and playing children. Chen Chu had a certain reputation in the town and was well respected. Everyone he knew would say hello to him.

In that inn that has been open for decades, the waiter has been upgraded to the manager. At this moment, he was sending the guests out. He happened to see Chen Chu passing by and greeted him warmly: "Master Chen, are you out for a walk?"

Ping Yun's death made Chen Chu feel a little depressed.

He still responded politely and said: "Your boss Mr. Jiaping has gone somewhere, do you know?"

The shopkeeper is not young anymore, over sixty years old. It's time to go home and enjoy the leisure time. But he can't let go of the inn, so he keeps working in the inn. When he heard Chen Chu's words, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then He smiled and said, "Master Chen is joking. The owner of this inn has always been named Liu. How can there be anyone named Ping? Did you remember it wrong?" He felt a little emotional. Master Chen had always been a wise man in the town. Unexpectedly, I would also lose to age and start to suffer from dementia.

Chen Chu paused.

The inn was not a flat one at first, but later on, it was just that I couldn't get enough of it, so I just made a deal and sold the inn.

Chen Chu turned around and looked at the shopkeeper seriously: "Why did your boss Ping Yun say that he almost passed the examination at the beginning? You don't recognize it in the blink of an eye. Could it be that he gave the inn to you?"

The shopkeeper couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Oh, my Taoist master, this inn is really not named Ping. You really remembered it wrong. Ping Yun, there has never been such a person."

Chen Chu was suddenly in a trance: "Ping Yun and I have known each other for many years. When we have nothing to do, we drink tea and eat food in the private room on the second floor of the inn. You are used to our arrival. You always prepare food and tea in advance whenever it is almost time. Why don't you?" acknoledged?"

The shopkeeper sighed in his heart and said patiently: "You often go to the private room on the second floor to drink tea, which is good, but you are always the only one. There is no second person at all. It has been like this for so many years."

Chen Chu's eyes twitched and he turned around and walked into the inn to the private room on the second floor. He pushed open the door and came to the window and looked at the window sill carefully. He once played chess with Heping Yun and the loser carved his name on the window sill. Yun's chess skills are not good, he has lost a lot, and his name has been engraved on the window sill many times. But at this moment, the wooden window sill has no other traces except the cracks left by time.

The shopkeeper poured a cup of hot tea, followed up and handed it to him: "Master Chen, have you been too tired recently? Take a rest."

Chen Chu took the tea, felt the temperature on the teacup, and seemed to realize something. He put the teacup on the table and left the inn without saying a word.

He returned to the small bungalow where he had lived all his life, opened the door, groped under the bed, and actually found a package. He put it on the bed and opened it to see that it was a wooden box.

Click.

When the lid of the wooden box was opened, something seemed to be unlocked.

Chen Chu felt like he was out of time. His eyes fell on the wooden box. There were several things lying inside. The top ones were two old but intact children's toys, a rattle and a small wooden horse, and a red comb. There is a letter at the bottom with the words "personally addressed by Chen Shi" written on it.

Open the letter:

[Chen Chu, my words are as good as my face. By the time you read this letter, I should have died of old age. I know you have a lot of doubts in your mind, but it doesn’t matter, I will answer you one by one.

Pingyun is just my pseudonym. My real name is actually the same as yours. They are both "Chen Shi", the savior favored by "Pewter Stone". When you see this, you should have thought that, yes, there are parallels in the worlds of the heavens. There are countless "Chen Si" who are saving the world, but it's a pity that none of us have passed the level of dark fusion. The me you see is the last Chen Si besides you...

I gathered the will of all the dead Chen Chu to see the last living "Chen Chu" to see if you can survive to the end.

In fact, when you did not hesitate to use your remaining divine power to save a child, I felt that you were already able to truly implement our beliefs to the end.

We can safely hand over our "Pewter Stone" to you.

But you have to do one thing for us, that is, give the wooden horse and rattle to Chicken Leg Guy, and give the comb to Li Hongyi. We failed to protect ourselves, and we failed to protect them...

Chen Chu.

You take our share and move forward. 】

The letter suddenly exploded and turned into countless white light spots in the room. If you look closely, you can see that they are "white wax stones" of various shapes, like dancing butterflies, surrounding Chen Chu.

Whoosh.

All the "Pewter" totems converged into a white light and escaped into the Pewter totem on the back of Chen Chu's hand. The original diamond-shaped Pewter stone became a standard circle with the injection of new members.

The surrounding environment shattered and collapsed like glass.

Plunged into darkness.

——

In the real world, there are three mountain peaks and three mountain palaces.

San Shanzi and his senior brother Shan Yunzi were lying in the yard basking in the sun. The two of them seemed very comfortable, but the atmosphere was inexplicably depressing.

Sanshanzi covered the sun with his hands, and finally couldn't help it anymore, and said: "Senior brother, every time this child does a task in the beginning, the time flow rate for us is seconds, even if he meets his parents after he comes back. He would call us when he was walking around, but this time... we have been unable to contact him for more than a year. His parents have called us several times and we are running out of excuses. Please help me think of a few."

Sanyunzi was silent.

It seemed that he was afraid that Chen Chu's parents would pursue him, but in fact, he couldn't tell that his junior brother was worried about Chen Chu.

He pursed his lips and said: "You and I have never experienced such things as doing tasks. It is appropriate to take a longer time suddenly. He has become a great Luo Tianxian last time he came back. This time he came back and did not suppress Wangu. Heng Across the long river of time, just like in those fantasy novels, some great emperor, the invincible among the invincibles, you don't have to think too much, we can just wait and enjoy the blessings."