There is no future in making lamps

The person in front of him was still the same as before, handsome in appearance, unparalleled in temperament, with a faint smile in his eyes, Baolian Lantern looked at him left and right.Seemingly amazed at where this world is, the lotus lantern lightly floated to Yang Jian's side, looked at him and said, "How did you get here?"

Yang Jian smiled and looked at him, "I don't know very well, but it seems that I heard you calling me, so I came here."

"Call you Erlang?" Baolian Deng sat on the tombstone and looked at the sky. The pattering rain seemed to be separated by a layer of hood, and it couldn't reach him at all. I don't know if it was because the rain knew that he didn't exist. Here, he is still from another world, so even the rain seems to isolate him.

"Yes." Yang Jian didn't feel embarrassed or shy, but admitted generously, "Few people call me Erlang anymore. After thinking about it, you are the only one."

Lotus Lantern shrugged, "Leave that aside, don't you think it's strange here?"

"Of course it's strange, what's even more strange is that these seem to be your memories, Lotus Lantern, what have you experienced?" Yang Jian looked around, speaking in surprise, but there was no sense of surprise in his words, and the Lotus Lantern wrinkled Nose, sat on the tombstone and ignored him.

Watching his behavior, Yang Jian stepped forward to look at the name on the tombstone, "Shen Yingdeng? Is that your name? Yingdeng, it suits you very well."

Baolian Lantern looked at Yang Jian very strangely, "Why do you think this is my name? Could it be someone else's?"

Yang Jian was silent, he didn't know what to say, he felt that the lotus lantern was called Yingdeng, but this was too suspicious, not only the lotus lantern, but even himself was in a trance, this obviously shouldn't be him Things that should be known, such as what the Lotus Lantern was originally called, or whether he might have been reincarnated after death.

He didn't care too much, Baolian Lantern continued to look at the sky in silence, and said after a while: "Erlang, I always feel a little fantasy, hahaha, why do I say fantasy? I am the least willing to exist in the most unscientific form." Should have said so."

Not quite understanding what Baolian Lantern was talking about, Yang Jian tilted his head, "Did you remember something? I remember you lost your memory, here is your missing memory"

Baolian Lantern shook her head, "It's not right, I shouldn't have remembered these things, but now I remember a part of them in general, and I always think it's very subtle."

Yang Jian sat on the tombstone with the Lotus Lantern, and he didn't feel anything wrong at all. As a judicial god, Yang Jian saw a lot of ghosts and monsters. His status was supernatural, and there would be no winking ghosts to provoke him. Even if his strength is sealed now, if something unexpected happens, the perpetrator will also receive karmic retribution. The good thing is that the reincarnation of ten lives will not end well, and the bad one will just be wiped out in ashes.

"Do you know how to get out?" Probably knowing that it's not good to stay here all the time, Yang Jian asked Baolian Lantern. After all, it was his inner world, so he should know it... maybe.

After thinking for a while, Baolian Deng pondered, "I don't know, Erlang, what should I do?"

Yang Jian smiled. He always felt that Baolian Lantern was venting his anger unscrupulously because he didn't achieve what he wanted, like a coquettish cat. Unfortunately, Baolian Lantern didn't know what Yang Jian was thinking. He looked at Yang Jian as if he was puzzled Why did he laugh? Yang Jian controlled his emotions and asked, "Is there anything you particularly care about?"

"Do you care?" Baolian Deng thought about it carefully, "Ah, this man's brother, I seem to care a lot, and he also cares about my appearance."

"It's here." Yang Jian jumped off the tombstone, and the Lotus Lantern came down with him. Yang Jian lived as a person with excellent talent, and his own understanding is very high. Compared with Baolian who lost her memory and lost a lot of common sense As far as the lamp is concerned, it is much more sensitive than the Baolian lamp in some respects.

Baolian Lantern looked at him strangely, as if he wanted to say something, Yang Jian looked at him, "I want to ask why I can speak? Nuwa is imprisoning my body, not the soul. She has no way to deal with it." My spirit is used as hands and feet, since I have left my body, it is normal for me to be able to speak again, and besides, part of my mana has come back."

Nodding his head, Baolian Deng seemed to understand, but he didn't break the casserole to ask the bottom line, such as why a saint couldn't restrain Yang Jian's soul, and why his soul came here. "Your master will be worried. Since you are here, it means that in reality, your body is sleeping, or in a coma."

Indeed, but Yang Jian is not sure where he is now at all. Yang Jian doesn't have much hope for his master to come out to find him and go back. Cultivators like them can retreat for decades, especially in the sky and the earth for a year. I disappeared, and I don't know if my dead bones are still there. Now Yang Jian can only hope that someone will visit him suddenly. Anyway, it would be nice to realize that something happened to him.

In this way, the two of them walked all the way, following the intuition of the lotus lantern, and thus left the cemetery, walked out of the lush forest, and faced a wide river. A long bridge, cars come and go.

"Erlang, do you know what this is?" The Lotus Lantern changed back to its small appearance, and sat on Yang Jian's shoulder. "What a strange box, it can move by itself. Is it some kind of strange magic weapon?"

"It doesn't look like it. I think it might be something made by humans. Humans are very creative creatures."

Baolian Lantern looked at the hustle and bustle of human beings, multiplying and living on this land, and said after a moment of silence, "But Erlang, there are no immortal cultivators, and there is no way of heaven. Even Erlang no longer exists. Where have they all gone?"

Yang Jian thought for a while, "Some gods are enshrined and powerful by human beliefs. If humans don't believe in them, they will naturally dissipate. As for those who practice on their own, it seems that the spiritual power here is very scarce, either they have ascended or Find a place with good spiritual power to live in seclusion."

Lotus Lantern nodded, then raised her hand and pointed forward, "That, we can do that to where we want to go."

Following the gesture of the Lotus Lantern, what Yang Jian saw was a very strange long box. After looking at the Lotus Lantern, Yang Jian walked up to it as if he was dead, and then jumped onto the roof of the car.

Lotus Lantern: ... "I'm talking about going into this box."

Yang Jian: Oh...

But on the other side, the three saints looked at Yang Jian who was still in a coma and frowned. Behind them, the Twelve Immortals of Kunlun were trembling. Immortal Yuding had been worried for a long time, but because the master was in front, he didn't go out directly.

"Yu Ding doesn't have to worry too much. Yang Jian has nothing to do for the time being. He just left his body. You have to trust your most proud disciple."

"Master said yes." Yuding responded like this, but his eyes were still full of worry. Yuanshi sighed and stopped talking. Tongtian was thinking about when to find trouble with Nuwa. Sometimes my personality is boring, but I am really likable. Now it seems that I suddenly found out that my child was bullied by an adult, and it was plotted against.

Not only Tongtian, but the three sages all wanted to fight Nuwa, to see where all the virtues of this woman who became a saint were.

After sending the apprentices away, the three saints glanced at each other, Tong Tian snorted, "What do you think?"

"Nuwa, I can't let him continue to be so unscrupulous." Tai Shang nodded, "She seems to think that with the Dao of Heaven as her backing, she will be invincible in the world."

"We all know that Nuwa is just a small person, but what is difficult is the way of heaven behind her." Yuan Shi pondered, "Do you want to invite a master? The master has not been out of the mountain for many years."

"No need." At this time, Taishang showed his aura as a big brother, "Don't worry, I have a way to prevent the master from leaving the mountain. Do you remember Fuxi? That is Nuwa's husband."

Leaving aside the plans of the three saints, Baolian Lantern and Yang Jian successfully entered the strange box, and people around could not see them, probably because they did not exist in this period of history. On the way, Yang Jian asked Baolian When Deng remembered something, Baolian Deng's answer was very vague. In short, he only had some vague impressions, which were not memories at all.

"Actually, I still can't figure it out." Baolian Deng looked at Yang Jian and said, "If that Shen Yingdeng is me, I'm already dead, and now it's the world after his death, so why do I have memories? Is this normal? "

Yang Jian opened his mouth, "Maybe you have become a ghost."

Baolian Lantern looked at Yang Jian silently, "Erlang, can you answer more seriously?"

"Ah?" Yang Jian looked at the lotus lantern blankly, "I'm very serious. You told me that most of the weapon spirits are souls who died for people close to the owner."

"Wrong, this is what the three-pointed two-edged knife told me." Baolian Lantern corrected.

Yang Jian shut up, but what he was thinking in his heart was, does the three-pointed and two-edged sword also have a magic weapon?Then there is a crack on the knife, will he be in pain?Will it hurt?

Of course, Qi Ling lives in another world isolated from this world, just like mortals and immortals. They are creatures of that world. It is an opportunity to survive the destruction of the body, but also to stay alive.

As the box went farther and farther away, the absurd familiarity of the lotus lamp became more and more intense. Cursing his lips, the lotus lamp confirmed that even if he was not Shen Yingdeng, he had a close relationship with him, but what does it mean to have died several times? ?

The author has something to say: Sudden fraud! hhhh, happy holidays, message a red envelope, but lights, no holidays, this is a sad story.There will be an update tomorrow (the only thing I don’t want to do with the lights is to enter the little black room~)