Did Tiandao die again today?

Wu Jinyan is completely ignorant and fearless. He doesn't know about the collapse of real immortals and fake immortals. He chatted with Brother Lu all night about family affairs and the underworld, and the next morning he dared to talk on Brother Lu's shoulder. "Brother", showing his hearty smile with eight teeth, calling himself "brother" and calling "little deer", and recommending the latest movies and games to him.

"When I was a human being, I was busy with work, but I had time to be a ghost. It's a pity to think about it now." Wu Jinyan said that he was busy fighting crimes and neglected his family: "Actually, I think I am quite unfilial. I didn't buy it for my parents when I was alive. Have breakfast." Since both of them don't need to sleep, Wu Jinyan proposed to buy breakfast early in the morning, and Brother Lu agreed because of his filial piety.

"Just this one, Lao Zhou's soy milk fritters, when I was a child, my dad often brought me home when he came back from night shift, and his family's wontons, it's really good to put lean meat and scallion oil..." Now the stall is run by Lao Zhou His wife, the grey-haired woman, made wontons and deep-fried fritters neatly, but she was a little too busy alone, and she accidentally wiped the steamed stuffed buns, so Wu Jinyan blew a sigh of relief and pushed the steamed stuffed buns back out of place.Seeing that the old woman was busy, Wu Jinyan sighed and said: "A few days ago I saw Lao Zhou in the Yin Cao. It turned out that he had been dead for more than ten years. He was worried about his mother-in-law who refused to reincarnate and waited by the Naihe Bridge every day... ..."

Hell is reincarnation, and I had a night talk with Wu Jinyan yesterday, and Brother Lu had some understanding of the setting of this world.Listening to Wu Jinyan's story about the old Zhou's family, Brother Lu looked at the old woman at the stall and saw that she was dying, so he couldn't say anything for a while. Should I mourn her dying or celebrate that she can be reunited with her husband in the underworld?

"The fate of the world is over, and the soul enters reincarnation." Lu Ge said what Wu Jinyan said to him yesterday. Thinking of this, Lu Ge asked, "What about you? Why don't you enter reincarnation?" Ordinary souls are trapped in You can't get out of the underworld, and those who can return to the present world are people with deep obsessions. Wu Jinyan is like this. Because of his obsession, his soul is dying in the world, and he has righteous merits, so he got the position of ghost messenger.What Brother Lu wants to know is what is his obsession.

"One of my undercover brothers died. I wanted to save people, but I put myself in it..." Wu Jinyan showed his dead face for the first time in front of Brother Lu, his chest was completely sunken, bloody and bloody. I was hit by a car, and my dad saved my body for me. My mom wanted to see me for the last time, but my dad didn't let me, because I was afraid that my mom wouldn't be able to hold on." After the death, Wu Jinyan changed back to that cheerful young man with eight teeth : "Actually, I regret it. I regret not being able to save my brother, regretting not being able to honor my parents, and even more regretting not being able to bring the crime to justice."

Seeing Wu Jinyan's merits and virtues of punishing evil and promoting good, Brother Lu understands it. "Obsession has become enlightened," he said, but Brother Lu didn't care whether Wu Jinyan understood or not.Yesterday I just heard that there are ghosts and fairies in this world, Brother Lu casually reminded me, as for how to cultivate, it depends on each person's chance.

When I came back, Brother Lu bought soy milk fritters and wontons. When Mr. Zhou went out to buy vegetables, he saw breakfast in his hand. He took it with a moved face, and asked Brother Lu what kind of food he would like to eat today. The caregiver made Wu Jinyan jealous, and he floated in the air with his chin in his hand, saying that when he was in middle school, his mother would only be stern to him.

"Although now I think about my mother's strict requirements on me so that I can develop a good habit and be admitted to the police academy, but seeing how kind my mother is to Xiaolu, I'm still a little jealous..." Wu Jinyan patted Brother Lu on the shoulder, looking at The smile on the face of Teacher Zhou going out gradually disappeared: "Three years have passed, and my parents have changed a lot..." The hair is gray, and the person is bent...

Humans and ghosts have different paths, no matter how you think about it, the human world and the ghost world cannot intersect.Brother Lu knew that Wu Jinyan was speaking from his heart when he fell into a tree hole, so he just listened silently.When the sun was rising, Wu Jinyan went back to the underworld by himself. One was to return to the ghost, and the mission of the ghost had to go to the underworld to report. The other was that the scorching sun and positive sun would harm the ghosts. Wu Jinyan only died for three years. The new ghosts can't withstand the scorching sun in summer, and the underworld is safer.But before going there, Wu Jinyan also reminded Brother Lu that he has a strong sense of immortality.

"For us ghosts, fairy air is like perfume. The fairy smell on you, Xiaolu, is the strongest I've ever seen."

Immortal?Immortal taste?Even though it sounds like this, Brother Lu has not figured out what is immortal so far. Could it be that this immortal energy refers to his cultivation?

"People who cultivate immortals have to cultivate the immortal body and refine the immortal bones. After the catastrophe, they will become immortals. For us ghosts, immortal energy is almost the perfect supplement pill? I heard from my seniors in the ghost world that supplementing immortal energy is helpful. For us to mend the soul, after all, ghosts who died in vain don’t look good. The soul is a bit flawed, but yours, Xiaolu, is too strong, the kind of ten bottles of perfume mixed together and sprayed on your nose... I feel dizzy when I get close... ..."

Thinking of Wu Jinyan keeping a distance from him all the time, Brother Lu can understand his description, but he is a little confused about the "strong fairy spirit", at least he doesn't feel that there is any smell on him, and the fairy smell what is this about?

"My uncle said that cultivating immortality is to use a filter to filter out impurities layer by layer. After the heavenly calamity, filter to the purest and purest, then you will become an immortal..." It was Yun Qianxun who explained. There is still summer homework for junior high school spread out in front of me.

This day, the tour group of rare and true immortals finally met Brother Lu.This encounter was a bit unexpected. A group of people were gathering at the Doudou milk tea shop, playing games with the air conditioner and talking about the fairy tale. Unexpectedly, as soon as Cao Cao arrived, Brother Lu wandered into the shop and ordered a dozen cups. Lemon Juice Watermelon Juice.

Doudou Milk Tea Shop is next to Fenghuang Middle School and not far from the police station.The counter of a store took up two-thirds, and there were four people sitting around a small table on the right.

"Two cups of watermelon juice, three cups of Big Mac milk tea, two cups of pomelo and lemon... One cup of milk tea should be hot, and the rest should be iced." After the meal, he looked up and saw the four people in the circle, and was also stunned.What the hell?Two imps in the refining period, one ball of fire?and a corpse?Um?A fire and a corpse?Brother Lu really thought he was wrong at the beginning, but after testing it, the conclusion he got was still a mess, and he didn't respond for a while.So in this world, besides spirits and monsters, there are fire spirits and corpse spirits?

"Huh? How is Xianjun!" Brother Lu just swept over with his divine sense, and the two qi-refining brats didn't realize that their cultivation bases were low, and the soybean milk tea and Sang De were almost trembling. A greeting that attracted Brother Lu's attention was like saving lives.

"Okay?" Brother Lu was stunned, thinking of the novel world setting of the troublesome Tiandao, he regained his composure and asked, "Is the boss there? I'll buy milk tea."

This strategy is wrong!Doudou milk tea and Sang De glanced at each other, still trembling, Xianjun, why don't you say anything?Xianjun, are you not curious?

"What's wrong?" Seeing that the boss didn't come out, Brother Lu asked again.

"Xianjun, do you want to buy milk tea?" Seeing that Brother Lu was easy to talk, the eldest brother of the Mo family asked boldly.

"Well, I took it away," Brother Lu nodded. After seeing the ball of fire trembling into the counter, he still wondered if he was so scary?

"Xianjun, would you like to sit down for a while? The milk tea will take a while." The youngest of the Mo family also called Brother Lu to sit on their table, and the mourner at the side gave the youngest Mo's a look like a warrior, and he also ran away I went behind the counter. Staying with Doudou can at least ask for some comfort.

"Are you doing your summer homework?" Seeing the summer homework spread out on the table, Brother Lu glanced at it. There was a high school math book and a junior high school Chinese book. The girl talking to him should be a high school student, and the one next to him was staring at it curiously. The qi refining kid he saw was still a junior high school student.It's quite down-to-earth, but the immortal cultivators in this world still have to take school exams.

"I'll be a sophomore next year," the youngest of the Mo family introduced himself positively with bright eyes: "My name is Mo Yaoyao."

"Taizhen sect Yun Qianxun," the little Taoist interjected, introducing himself.

"Practice sword?" After looking at it, Brother Lu suddenly asked.

Thinking to tell himself, the youngest of the Mo family nodded like a pecking rice: "How did you see it, Xianjun? I just learned it these days."

Brother Lu glanced at him, then shook his head: "Tao can't be fooled around, practice your skills well."

"Hey~" The youngest of the Mo family put his face on the table with a broken face: "I still want to be a sword repairer."

"It's time to play!" Brother Lu smiled, so aggressive, just like his group of juniors back then.It's another one... Seeing the little Taoist priest's bone opening the sword mansion, Brother Lu became curious: "Where's your sword?"

Yun Qianxun stared, and asked curiously, "Can you see it?"

The cultivation base is too low, and the spiritual sense can be seen clearly at a glance.

"I saw that you have a sword mansion, why is there no sword in your mansion?" Opening a sword mansion on the bone is also a very cruel practice method in sword cultivation. In the past, there was only one person in Yuanji Realm. Brother Lu did not expect to see him in this world. to another one.

"The little Taoist is the scabbard." It's not a secret, the third child in the Mo family knows it: "The sword is with his brother."

Brother Lu frowned, not understanding how the world works.

"I'm a twin, my elder brother has the talent of sword repair but can't open the sword house, I can open the sword house but can't become a sword repairer," Yun Qianxun replied, there was only a little regret in his expression but no injustice.

"I don't understand you," Brother Lu shook his head, he didn't understand the rules of cultivating immortals in this world: "How does cultivating immortals come from the theory of talent? It's just about being strong." Persistence, firmness... This is the first time he's heard the theory of talent.

"Huh?" Brother Lu's statement was quite different from what was said in the world of cultivating immortals. Both Mo Yaoyao and Yun Qianxun's eyes widened.

"Can I practice swords?" Yun Qianxun asked him.

Unexpectedly, Brother Lu shook his head: "I don't know, ask yourself. Ask the Tao and ask your heart to know?"

Yun Qianxun was thoughtful, but Mo Yaoyao on the other side asked, "In fact, talent is still important, right? Like Yun Qianyue, she can't open the Sword Mansion."

"Actually, it's the third level, right?" Doudou, who was making milk tea behind the counter, interjected weakly: "The little Taoist's eighteen heavy swords are really rare."

"Because it hurts, most people can't stand the method of opening the sword mansion." Seeing Yun Qianxun looking over, Brother Lu nodded at him.

"Xianjun, do you know the method of cultivation?" asked the youngest of the Mo family.

"Know it," Brother Lu nodded, and commented: "The person who created this cultivation method is probably a masochist."

"Pfft!" Brother Lu's evaluation was really unexpected, Mo Yaoyao laughed uncontrollably, and hurriedly asked Brother Lu what to say.

"I created this method just to find a place to sleep for the sword, isn't it self-torture?" Brother Lu joked: "You can hide the sword in the dantian and the sea of ​​consciousness, so why stick to the sword house."

"So it doesn't matter whether you are strong or not and where the sword is kept?" Mo Yaoyao cleverly understood Brother Lu's meaning.

"Does your grade on the test have anything to do with where you put your pen?"

This is a bit more vivid, Mo Yaoyao laughed, and the Xindao Xianjun is really down-to-earth.

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I have something to do tomorrow night, take a day off, no more tomorrow