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"The cub you're talking about is probably me..."

As soon as Zhizhi finished speaking, Wuzi carried Xiao Han to a further place.He still remembered the sense of humiliation he felt when he was brutally beaten by that vixen, but he couldn't resist it. After confirming that it was in broad daylight, there were so many people watching, and Xiaoyou Lei didn't look like an unreasonable person, he moved away timidly. come over.

In Zhizhi's imagination, the Taoist who wants to compete with the heavens should not be like this.But she knew that people should not be judged by their appearance.

Called without words: "Friend Lei..."

"My surname is not Lei. I still have many things to ask the Celestial Master."

Jing Zhuo looked at Wu Zi very gently, with a kind face.

"It's not convenient here, let's go in and talk." Wuzi Tianshi gave a fake cough, resumed his serious look, solemnly stroked the white beard hanging on the pig's face, and took out another beard from the worn-out robe. Fuchen, who was half bald, walked towards the sect.

Zhizhi glanced at Jingzhuo, saw her nodding, and then followed.

Under the plaque of "Wuzi Zong", the dusty front door opened with a "creaking" sound, and three spider webs were torn on the way.

Seeing this, the sect disciples and others along the road spontaneously gave way.All the way watching the wordless celestial master bring that mysterious new disciple in.

The door was quickly closed, isolating the inside and the outside.

Outside the sect, the hustle and bustle just now gradually resumed.

However, Meng Xi never dared to touch Jing Zhuo again.

Who is this little girl?Even when his father came here, Wuzizong only opened a side door.It was already very grand.

Wuzi Tianshi said that this little girl has a stronger relationship than him, could it be that she gave Wuzizong more money?

Muncy felt that it must be so.

Seeing Mengxi staring at the closed door in a daze, a servant stepped forward and said, "Second young master?"

"Hmph, go back and tell my dad to send some more cars! I don't believe anyone else can be richer than our Meng family." Mengxi said bitterly, "Although I can't deal with her now, when she sees my family If you are rich, you will naturally come to the door and beg me to do it."

There is a small door next to the small black room, Taoist Jian Shen stood at the door with several juniors and sisters, looked at the new disciples with kind eyes, and said a few words of welcome and encouragement from time to time.When Meng Xi was about to bring his servants in, he gave his brothers a wink.

A simple-looking Taoist stepped forward and said, "Young Master Meng, do you want a seat by the window?" He stretched out a finger, "Only one hundred gold."

Meng Xi dared to miss this opportunity to be taken advantage of, raised his face, and boldly said: "Buy!"

On the other side, Zhizhi has followed Wuzi Tianshi into the Wuzi sect.The wordless sect looks dilapidated on the outside, and the location is also in a place full of prosperity, but after entering it, there is another world.Zongmen is built on a mountain.

Walk through the archway and through the mountain gate.

Wuzi Tianshi took Zhizhi to worship Sanqing, and then took her to worship other gods, and finally took her to worship Zhinu Empress.

Zhizhi originally thought that the wordless celestial master hated gods, but he didn't expect that the wordless sect actually worshiped gods.She used to be in the fairy class, but now she goes to worship the gods, which feels quite strange.

But Zhizhi noticed that the gods enshrined in the Wordless Sect are all fallen gods, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional—even if the incense in the world can be eaten by the gods, but if the gods can't even protect themselves, how can they protect the world?

When new disciples came in today, most of the disciples in the sect were going to help, so the inner courtyard was empty, only some three little Taoist boys were arranging the flowers and trees.Seeing Wuzi Tianshi come in with Zhizhi, the little Taoist boys were a little curious, but they didn't ask. After silently saluting, they continued with the work at hand.

Wu Zi took Zhi Zhi to the living room.

Pushing open the door, there is a small statue of Weaver Girl facing you.

The guest and the host sit down.

He poured a cup of tea, moistened his throat, and said wordlessly, "Fellow Daoist Lei, you can ask. The poor Taoist must know everything, and he can talk endlessly."

Zhizhi said: "My surname is not Lei, Lei Feng is... Forget it, this explanation is very complicated - anyway, my name is Zhizhi now! I want to know why the Celestial Master appeared in that world back then?"

Along the way, sweat has soaked her palms.She couldn't help but care about her previous life.Now that he saw the clues, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

If she is the only traveler in this world, she can only take one step at a time.But when she came to this world from the 21st century, she only brought a "wordless celestial book", and the wordless celestial master himself has been to the 21st century.Then she has reason to believe that Wordless Celestial Master knows how to travel between these two worlds.Even, it is very likely that the matter of her time travel is related to the Wordless Celestial Master.

"That...world? What fellow Daoist Lei...Zhizhi said, is that place another world?—So it really wasn't my fantasy, there really was another world...Pindao has no way to answer this question, now But I also have a lot of problems..."

No word pondered for a long time before saying again: "About 1000 years ago, Pindao was practicing at that time. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly came to a strange place. The woman showed her breasts, and the man's hair was very short. They all hold a piece of luminous iron, and people are in a moving iron box... Pindao has never heard of such a strange place with folk customs. The air is dirty, and there is no spiritual power. Pindao can't absorb the essence of the sun and the moon. If it wasn't for a steamed stuffed bun from Fellow Daoist Zhizhi, he would have almost died."

"That is to say, the celestial master doesn't know how to go to that world? I came to this world, and it has nothing to do with you."

Giving a negative answer without words, Zhizhi thought he would be very disappointed, but it didn't seem to be the case.Instead, there was a feeling of relief.

"At that time, Pindao was thinking about how to make rain if there is no spiritual power; how to go to heaven if there is no spiritual power, and so on. So when I was practicing, I was distracted. When I opened my eyes again, I went to that world and found that There is no spiritual power there, but circular light can be performed. People there call circular light a 'television'. It is a small iron box. The people in the small iron box there also mentioned artificial rainfall; there are also some very large iron boxes. The box can actually fly into the sky, it’s amazing.”

Wuzi Tianshi sighed, "If the poor Taoist knew how to get to that world, he would have already known how to solve the troubles in the human world."

Wordless Celestial Master thought of something, stroked his beard, looked at Zhizhi, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Did Fellow Daoist Zhizhi ever be from that world? Then maybe..."

Forget it, this matter is important and needs to be figured out slowly.

Wu Zi sipped his tea, thinking about it, "Fellow Daoist Zhizhi asks this, is it because he wants to return to the original world?"

"That's natural."

Ever since Zhizhi found out that he was time-traveling, his belief in going back was extremely firm.

She hates unclear things.In her previous life, she was unexplainably used to pay off her brother's debt.She wanted justice for herself,

When she was free, she reflected on her previous behavior when facing her family, and the more she thought about it, the more useless she felt.She wanted her family to know that she wasn't meant to be bullied indefinitely.She is also temperamental.After returning home, whether it's fighting, making trouble, or going to court, she has to sever ties with them.

After transmigrating and becoming a fairy Zhizhi, she lost her immortal power for no apparent reason, and was wronged for no apparent reason, and she really wanted to know why.

After unraveling these mysteries about Zhizhi, she naturally wants to settle her regrets in her previous life.The premise is: she can go back.

Wuzi stroked his beard, and looked at her with a half-smile: "If Fellow Daoist Zhizhi leaves, that girl Xiaohan will cry. And seeing that vixen cares so much about you, if you leave, she might cry." Crazy. Does fellow Daoist Zhizhi not care at all?"

"But I'm not the original owner after all. I don't feel comfortable putting on someone else's face and using their identity to make friends with them. Although I know it's impossible, I want to be friends with them in my true form... Otherwise , when others treat me well, it is difficult for me to stop myself from thinking: what they like is just the original 'Zhizhi'."

Zhizhi said in a muffled voice, "In that world, I have already found a job. I learned to design airplanes—that is, the iron thing you said can go to the sky. It is useful for me to stay there. In that world, I can Doing what I like to do, I can do something of value. By staying here, I will just be a drag on others."

Hearing "the iron box that will go to heaven", Wuzi's eyes lit up again: "But if you really want to go back so much, why bother trying to convince yourself?"

"Yes, you are right. I am obviously greedy. In this world, I met a very cute bird. When I was in danger, she was the first to stand in front of me, but that At that time, I thought: If I am not 'Zhizhi', will she care about my life? I quickly have the answer: If it is not because I am now 'Zhizhi', no one will treat me so well .

"It's not right. I want it so much, but it's not right. When I feel happy in this world, I feel like a nasty thief. Obviously these are not mine."

As if fearing that he would regret it, Zhizhi said firmly: "If I can go back, I will definitely return all this to the original body."

"Fellow Daoist Zhizhi, your thoughts are very upright, but don't you feel tired living like this?" Wu Zi said, "Whether you are a human being or a fairy, you can live happily every day. Since you have occupied this body, it means This body is predestined for you, just accept it well. You have to take care of yourself first, and take care of its long body and its short body. It’s not easy to make yourself happy like this, but it will lead to a premature death.”

Zhizhi nodded and said, "I cherish every day here and every person I meet."

After pausing for a while, he said again: "Because maybe there will be no more at any time."

"Hey, you fairy! Forget it, Pindao will check your body first." Wu Zi picked up Zhizhi's wrist, and penetrated a trace of spiritual power from the pulse gate to test.

Jing Zhuo often does this too, and Zhi Zhi is used to it. After getting the pulse, he will touch her head without saying anything.Chi Chi thought it was okay.

But the wordless celestial master took control, but his expression became more and more dignified.

He put down his creaking hands, stood up, and walked back and forth at the door of the living room a few times, looking up at the sky and looking at the ground, sighing while walking.

Just when Zhizhi was puzzled and said something extraordinary happened, he turned his head, pointed at her nose, and said, "You are already a dead fairy."

Zhizhi was startled, feeling absurd that modern people cannot prove themselves after losing their ID cards.She is clearly standing here now, and she doesn't know why she is dead without words.

"I don't even understand why you can stand and jump now. The little bit of fairy energy left on your body can at most make you make cotton candy. The vixen must have lost your demon power to you. You don't have spiritual roots I can only leave it for twelve hours at most, and it will be vented after that, it is simply a bottomless pit, and I have to lose all day long." Wu Zi jumped to his feet with regret, blowing his beard and staring, "That vixen is getting old , Is it dementia? Ten thousand years of cultivation, ah, it disappeared without a sound."

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