The teacher and apprentice are on the rise!

Death is not a painful thing.

In other words, Xue Yu does not have the self-awareness that "he is already a dead person".

One second before, he took Tian Yuxue to kill Lan and died with the boss, and the next second he was standing on the busy pedestrian street.

The traffic lights of the morning rush hour counted down quietly on the opposite curb, and the faces of the crowd waiting with him on the zebra crossing were all blurred.

The sky was so foggy that I couldn't see clearly all around.

He thought he must be dreaming.

Do the dead also dream?

Suddenly, the phone in his pocket vibrated, Xue Yu took it out to check, and the name of the contact person flashing on the screen was "Mom".

He picked it up very naturally: "Hello?"

The voice from the receiver was a little strange: "Cub, are you going home for dinner tonight?"

"...Well, let's go back."

"Well, we'll wait for you to come back tonight."

I am dreaming.

Xue Yu thought.

The signal lights at the opposite intersection changed from red to green, and the crowd slowly flowed.

He took a step forward and walked towards the opposite side with these faceless people.

Without the cover of the mist evaporated from the water, the endless islands are clean and bright, overlooking from a high place, like a turquoise gem inlaid on azure silk, very beautiful.

Yan Fangyu stood outside the house, watching the young disciples of Endless Sea's outer sect digging soil on the island.

Everyone is silent.

None of them were in danger of life, the cracked corners of their mouths were simply treated, and the higher ones had relatively stronger bodies, leaving only an ugly slit on each side of the corners of their mouths; the lower ones were still wrapped in bandages, I can't talk or eat recently.

In contrast, the wound on the forehead is a little more difficult to deal with.

The holy stone almost drilled holes in their skulls. The wounds were polluted and it was difficult to heal. Even if they healed, they would leave a finger-sized depression.

Everyone has a bandage on their head, and their big eyes are very plain, as if they are in mourning.

However, the fact is true, they don't want to leave the bones of their brothers and sisters on the holy mountain like this, and they have to bury them below to call the fallen leaves returning to their roots.

Yan Fangyu helped dig out all the bones on the holy mountain, but when he wanted to continue helping to bury him, he was rejected by the outer disciples after thanking them.

The bones were piled up layer by layer, and most of them were very fragile. If they dug them up by themselves, they might break into pieces accidentally, but they would never be buried when they were buried.

The situation is too miserable. Except for Di Xiao who has not completely melted into a fish, there are only ten or twenty bones that can be identified based on the clothes, and hundreds of them are barely intact. Those bones, no matter how small, can only be left on the holy mountain, and even Yan Fangyu can't dig them out.

The only good thing is that Di Xin is still alive. Although he was pushed up the holy mountain against the current, and the ghost and god Pi Yi also pulled down the remaining part of his consciousness and was swallowed up by it, his physical body is not dead yet.

The most primitive subconsciousness that Di Xin had diagnosed on Snow Leopard's body was also abandoned by it and remained in the body.

He has become a fool who can only eat and drink.

The weather was just right at this time, and Dixin was not hungry, so she sat on a big rock and basked in the sun in a daze.

The Endless Sea has never seen such a clear daylight, and he seems to feel very good about it.

A six or seven-year-old girl walked out of the lush forest, holding a large bouquet of freshly picked wild flowers in her arms.

She was too young to dig the soil, so she was arranged by her brothers and sisters to pick flowers.

The wild flowers are placed one by one in front of the mound of Xinlei, and the little girl clutches the last remaining branch and comes to find Di Xin.

Bigu Dan had been eaten before the bandage, and the little girl's head was tightly bandaged, only her nose and a pair of red eyes were exposed.

She put the flowers into Di Xin's hands, her mouth was tied up and she couldn't speak, so she had to say "huh huh".

Di Xin sat on the big rock and didn't speak, just stared blankly at an empty point in the distance, without any reaction.

The flower was not held, and fell from Di Xin's open palm, and the little girl's wet eyes burst into tears.

Di Zhao hugged her from behind, comforted her in a low voice, and then let her go to the forest to pick flowers.

Di Zhao's voice was low and hoarse: "How is it?" "Most of them have been buried," Yan Fangyu replied, "You children are very good."

Di Zhao forced a smile.

Yan Fangyu: "Where is my junior brother?"

"He..." Di Zhao hesitated, "His Nascent Soul was broken."

This is actually nonsense, at the high altitude at that time, any of them could see Xue Yu's Yuanying coming out of the Lingfu, and annihilated on the Fanshou Galaxy.

The mainland monks are different from Wu Wuhai's practice. They first condense the Nascent Soul and then develop the consciousness.

Because it does not need to be attached to the spiritual consciousness of the body part, Di Xin survived and became a fool.

And Xue Yu's Nascent Soul was completely shattered, leaving only an empty shell that could not wake up.

Yan Fangyu has already passed the Nascent Soul Realm, and naturally understands this truth better than Di Zhao, but she still couldn't help asking: "Is there no other way?"

Di Zhao pondered for a while: "There is one thing, although it should be useless to talk about it now, but..."

Yan Fangyu: "Say it!"

"Xiaoxin said before that the snow leopard only has half a wisp of remnant soul, so it can't cultivate spiritual wisdom."

"……so?"

Di Zhao nodded: "The incomplete part is on your junior brother."

Xue Yu's only correct worry for so many years is to prevent himself from being exposed and stay away from Di Xin.

If Dixin also went to diagnose Xue Yu when he was diagnosing Snow Leopard, his vest would have fallen off.

Cen Shu deliberately didn't mention it, who would have thought that a little waste in the foundation building period could train an incarnation outside of the body?

What's more, when the two of them first coexisted, one person and one beast were still in the Qi training period.

Yan Fangyu was silent for several minutes, and then said: "...Does my master know?"

"Of course I told him too."

It's just that Di Zhao always felt that the stern-faced immortal chief didn't seem surprised by the news, and it might be because the other party has always been happy and angry.

"No wonder that little thing has been unconscious..." Yan Fangyu's face was ugly, "I thought it was fainted by the aftermath."

Di Zhao didn't answer.

In fact, she still has a lot of questions to ask. The brilliance mixed with responsibility and maternal love made Di Zhao unable to ignore the kiss between the master and the student after folding the fan, and the outrageous words of the young man before he fell down.

But no matter how much you say, you should be silent in front of the sentence "everyone is dead".

The wind was very light, and there was only the sound of "rustling" digging for a while, and the low whimpering sound that Wu Wuhai's disciples tried their best to suppress made people listen to it very bleakly.

Silence can kill, even two adults can't stand it.

"I'm going to see Master." Yan Fangyu closed his fan, which had already run out of ink, and fled.

Di Zhao picked up the flower, pinned it to his brother's skirt, and then went to help dig the soil.

While digging, a ten-year-old disciple suddenly dropped his shovel and threw himself into Di Zhao's arms.

Her wound had already healed, she didn't bandage the lower half of her face, she cried and asked: "Linggong, are they really not coming back?"

All the outer disciples of Endless Sea have experienced the feeling of being controlled by it, and some sharp disciples with outstanding talents did not lose their full consciousness, and even gained a sense of sympathy similar to being fused by it during that period.

That feeling is too strange, as if I have been merged into a turbulent river, and I can feel how vast the river is at the same time while drifting uncontrollably.

This little disciple is the part with keen talent. She can feel the brothers and sisters whose bones were buried in the soil by them in the river, talking to her and walking with her.

Di Zhao patted his junior sister on the back lightly, and said firmly, "Yes, they won't come back."

When those consciousnesses flow into it, and the minds share, it—or they, are no longer pure individuals.

At the moment of achieving eternal life, they have already rushed to death.

Abandoning the body|body and keeping the spirit forever seems to be a very normal ambition for monks who practice spiritual consciousness in the endless sea.

But when the ancestors of Endless Haineimen came up with such a strange move, it meant that their path to eternal life had gone astray from the very beginning.

The young disciples put down their shovels and surrounded Di Zhao, weeping softly.

Brothers and sisters leave, the holy mountain is no more.

The only goal in life is gone, what to do tomorrow, what to do the day after tomorrow, what to do in the future?They were very confused for a while.

"The Holy Enlightenment is gone, what should I do..."

Some of them were too young to understand the dark plots, only the problems before them.

The disciples of Endless Sea depended too much on Sheng Qi, just like Yan Fangyu's affairs were everything, the younger disciples liked to ask Sheng Qi about everything.

They don't understand the basis of Sheng Qi's erudition and knowledge, they only know that Sheng Qi knows everything.

Di Zhao was the only one who couldn't cry, even though she was in more pain than everyone else.

If it on the holy mountain is an executioner, then she is the beheading knife.

Di Zhao didn't dare to recall the backs of countless juniors and younger sisters when they climbed the holy steps. She was obviously watching them walk away like death.

"...I'll teach you." Di Zhao swallowed all his blood and tears, and shouldered the responsibility on his shoulders. "In the future, there will be no holy mountain or holy revelation in the endless sea, only the palace."

Xue Yu was a printmaker for a magazine before time travel.

Now that the paper media is declining day by day, and colleagues have closed down one after another, he doesn't know how he found such a crappy job.

There are only four people in the magazine including him-oh, and there is also a mascot, which is the cat raised by his eldest brother.

The little thing only eats but doesn't work, and hangs around on the knees of a few single seedling employees all day long, acting like a baby with his stomach paralyzed.

Because there are fewer people, job arrangements are relatively free.

For example, as a printmaker, Xue Yu occasionally works part-time as an artist, editor, and proofreader. Taking one salary and doing multiple jobs is very in line with capitalist exploitation.

But Xue Yu is a very Buddhist person, as long as he is full, he does not pursue anything else.

Although he had never seen the masterpieces of his magazine in any bookstore newsstand, as long as the salary was still paid, he had no intention of leaving.

Xue Yu didn't know why he didn't leave.

Probably not aware of it at all.

Although their magazine office is small in number, its working place is very large. It is said that it plans to expand its staff in the future, but there are gossip that it is so large that the boss's cat son can run comfortably.

Therefore, their office is as spacious as a horse, and the three "U"-shaped desks occupy a corner, and no one is next to each other. The boss is separated by a small single room.

Going to work this early in the morning, the administrator was the only person in the huge office, and when he raised his head, Xue Yu was startled to stagger.

The administrator raised his eyebrows above the computer screen: "Why, come in to pick up money?"

Xue Yu: "Two two, two, two..."

No wonder he stuttered, he was really used to seeing faceless people all over the world, and suddenly a face appeared——it was his second senior brother's face!

This dream is really a bit absurd.

Having said that - what did the administration look like before?

"Two, 200 yuan, it's on the ground." Xue Yu hurriedly held his respect, took out two bills from his pocket, and waved them in front of the administrator.

"Damn it!" The administrator cursed, "Why didn't I see it when I came in, the koi that turned today is not working."

While the other party was changing koi, Xue Yu sneaked back to his station in desperation.

It's been a long time since I saw this place. This place is both familiar and unfamiliar. Xue Yu secretly looked at the administration not far away with the help of a partition.

Yan Fangyu with short hair also looks quite harmonious, but the jeweled forehead guard between his foreheads is gone, replaced by a necklace hanging around his neck.

The more Xue Yu looked at it, the more confused he became, as if the administration of his family was supposed to look like this.

how could be?

If so, he should have recognized Yan Fangyu the first time he saw her.

"Brother Feng is late again."

Yan Fangyu turned his head abruptly, just in time to meet Xue Yu's peeping eyes, "Do you think he can come before ten o'clock?"

Xue Yu was caught straight, stuttering "ah".

However, Yan Fangyu didn't seem to notice his strangeness, and just said: "I guess I can't, just make a guess."

Saying that, Yan Fangyu opened a small program in the shortcut and started to draw lots online.

Xue Yu suddenly remembered that before the administration, he was very superstitious about this. For this reason, he specially wrote a lottery lottery program, which was installed on his mobile phone and computer, and he could shake it anytime, anywhere.

"The hexagram shows that he won't be able to arrive before ten o'clock." Yan Fangyu raised an eyebrow at Xue Yu, "Just three days after the new January, full attendance is blown."

Xue Yu's mind was in a mess, so he could only say "hmmmmhhhhh" casually.

Sure enough, no one came to the gate until it was close to the meal time.Yan Fangyu raised his head from the computer screen and greeted people: "Where did Brother Feng go this morning?"

Feng Shu, who was trimming his hair, punched his card at the door, and then said: "I met a lost child, accompany him at the police station."

Yan Fangyu: "There's chocolate again."

The deputy editor of his family didn't know what kind of physique he was, and he was often able to do good deeds for the children, and he would go over to have a look after the brave deeds, so the other two always ate the snacks he bought for the children.

Just very shameless.

This kind of company office building does not have a cafeteria, and lunch is taken away.

The boss and the people have fun together and sit at the conference table together during meals.

When seeing their boss come out of the small office with Cen Shu's face on his face, Xue Yu was already very calm.

The cat son came out of the den for a walk, lay on Cen Shu's lap with his ass pouted, and meowed at him.

This is a beautiful short with gray and white fur, and it is so cute when it sticks to people.

"Oh, you must be hungry. Today I ordered fried small yellow croakers. Eat something." Yan Fangyu seduced it across the table.

The cat son was unmoved.

In the whole office, Yan Fangyu didn't invite his son to see him, the reason is unknown.

Cen Shu hugged the cat, and raised his eyelids to look at Xue Yu amidst Yan Fangyu's indignant snort.

Xue Yu secretly took a breath.

Without him, this face is so handsome with a suit shirt.

His boss's hair was about an inch long, and his forehead was exposed on the left and right sides. He didn't have long hair like a waterfall. He obviously had the same facial features, but it made the other party look sharper.

Thinking of his bold words and lofty ambitions before he died, Xue Yu blushed a little shamefully.

"Where are we going after get off work?" The other party's voice was also clear.

Xue Yu's face was still red: "Ah, ask, ask me?"

Cen Shu clasped his fingers for removing the chopsticks, and fixed his dark eyes on him.

Yan Fangyu next door laughed like a leak.

Xue Yu said dumbly: "My mother called me home for dinner."

Cen Shu nodded and stopped looking at him.

Yan Fangyu's mobile phone was placed on the table, and suddenly began to play "Sad Pacific".

"One island locks one person~"

"The ship I'm waiting for hasn't come~ The person I'm waiting for doesn't understand~"

Cen Shu's eyes locked on Yan Fangyu's.

The latter said awkwardly: "Old songs are classics."

I don't know if it's an accent problem or he did it on purpose, but the word "song" he said sounds like a "stalk".

Cen Shu: "...Turn it off."

Yan Fangyu cut off the song in desperation, and the last line was "Lonely sinking into the sea silently".

Without the sound, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Xue Yu held back for a while, not knowing which tendon was wrong, and suddenly said dryly: "My mother really asked me to go home for dinner."

Cen Shu: "..."

Cen Shu: "Understood.

Xue Yu gnawed on the fried chicken and wandered into the sky.

He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have missed home for a long time—or in other words, he had never thought of home since crossing.

It's not that he doesn't want to think about it, but it seems that there is a special power that subconsciously keeps him from thinking about home.

The faces of the parents are very vague, exactly the same as those faceless passers-by today.

too weird.

Xue Yu is a happy child who grew up pampered by his parents, how could he miss home, and how could he forget what his parents looked like?

Was what he dreamed about really his past life?

Or, did he really have a previous life?

The author has something to say: Because my plot is poorly written, I will explain it in a small composition.

The setting of the Endless Sea boss is borrowed from EVA's human completion plan + a little gram element + what kind of sea of ​​consciousness (can't remember the definition, probably is that all minds meet in the same place).

That is to say, all people communicate with each other, share brain thinking, wisdom and thinking accumulate, and the information obtained by individuals scattered all over the world will be shared by all.Some kind of I'm alive, but not quite my philosophy.jpg

Because Xiaoyu got the world's most powerful spiritual consciousness auxiliary equipment, she became supernatural in an instant, and her wisdom and perception have been improved to a certain extent (touching the way of heaven). She just knows what she should do, that is, she knows how to fight bosses, and knows how to fight bosses after defeating them. The boss himself will die too.

That's what the previous chapters were mostly about, and I hope I got it right (hands folded).