Mingzhe listened to all Xue Yan's words painfully, and he began to create his own space, he urgently needed a home, a home to live with Xue Yan!

Mingzhe in the space began to get busy, his space is divided into two parts, as if made of two cubes, the left side is red as the main tone, which is an ancient wedding room, and the right side is white as the main tone, which is a modern office space.

Mingzhe hates that time flies, and the appearance of what he thinks in his heart is always not perfect, this is his overthinking, there is no concept of time here, but he is anxious.

Mingzhe felt that he had been busy for half a century, and in the underworld for only a moment, after completing the layout of the space, he brought Xue Yan's spiritual source to this space, and his excitement made him dare not appear in front of her spiritual source.

Xue Yan strolled in the red wedding room, she seemed to return to the days of her marriage to Mingzhe, looking up, on the wide bed, the vermilion and red satin bedding shone with seductive brilliance, the cloth saffron petals on the beam frame hung low, the two silk ribbons fell to the sides, and the pink light yarn trembled, trying to hide the pair of frolicking mandarin ducks on the square pillow.

On one side of the bed is an antique dressing table, with an ingenious pattern surrounding an oval lens, reflecting a more delicately carved table on the opposite side, behind which is a soft sleeper also made of vermilion and red satin, and the four feet of sandalwood add a warm atmosphere to the interior.

The soft red velvet carpet under the feet makes people comfortable and peaceful, turning their heads to look at the white and shiny office space opposite, it seems to have pulled time back thousands of years later, a fashionable cashew-shaped desk with a strong modern atmosphere, the monitor on the table flashes images from the Three Realms, and different work areas are divided on both sides of the desk, on one side is a small conference room, and the neat chairs are waiting for the command and dispatch of the oval ring table like a sentinel on standby; Elegant design of the tabletop, next to the table lined up printers, scanners and projectors and other office equipment...

Xue Yan sat in front of the computer, sliding her fingers across the screen, rummaging through the earth of the human world, and a huge rock that could not read the handwriting made her tremble.

"Are you looking for 'Panlong Village'? It's gone, I dug up that stone. Mingzhe appeared and looked at her with a smile.

Xue Yan stood up, stared at Mingzhe, and cried for a long time before she trilled: "Mingzhe, we finally meet again." Then he rushed at him.

Mingzhe nodded, waiting for her hug, and he was overjoyed that his lover was back.

At this time, Xue Yan's spiritual source passed directly through Mingzhe and pounced straight on the red carpet, and the fallen Xue Yan shouted: "No!! why is this like this?" and then howled and cried, she still couldn't shed a single tear, that's right, she is still a spiritual source without a body...

Mingzhe hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, trying to wipe away her tears, but she couldn't do it, she had no tears, nothing, but his palm could feel her body trembling constantly, gradually weakening.

Xue Yan raised her head and asked with difficulty, "Ah Zhe, please tell me, why can you touch me, but I can't?"

Mingzhe explained to her the vision in the state of the spiritual source, and then comforted: "Yan'er, you don't have to worry, I have a way to make you regain your body, but it's been a little longer, are you willing to wait?

Xue Yan was shocked, thinking that Mingzhe was going to transfer his body to her, or go to the Hades King to ask for the body, so she shouted: "No, this is too dangerous, we finally got together here, I can't lose you anymore, Ah Zhe, you remember, whether I am Xue Yan or Man Qi, I will always love you, there is no body without a body, as long as I can see you, I will be satisfied." ”

Mingzhe patted her on the shoulder and took a few steps back, Xueyan wanted to follow, but what could she do if she followed?

Mingzhe stretched out his arms, palms up, and in a moment two clouds of multicolored mist rose from his palms, rose to a certain height and began to merge into a huge balloon, and as time passed, this giant ball began to condense into a human form.

Mingzhe smiled at her and said, "Yan'er, this is the crystallization of the five sources, you will live in it in the future, it is your body!"

Xue Yan watched this human body composed of five source crystals gradually become a woman, and the resemblance to her own made her feel that she was looking in the mirror, and the excitement made her no longer have the strength to stand, so she sat cross-legged on the carpet and admired her lover's initiative.

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"UR0002!Go to the first floor and take a look, Jiang Huan committed suicide, go quickly!UR0002,UR0002!!" Hades saw that she didn't respond to her call and walked out of the office, when Hades found that there was no spiritual source inside UR0002, he was shocked, what was going on? It was fine just now, why did it disappear now?

Thinking about it, an ominous omen swept through her body, making her tremble unnaturally, so Hades hurriedly ran back to the office, quickly looking for the information of Soul 6533, and the blank result made Hades fall back in her chair, and she was gone?

Hades didn't give up, Xue Yan was her hard work, she couldn't just go away, so she held the perception orange gourd tightly in her hand, and input the telekinesis with 'soul six thousand five hundred and thirty-three' into the gourd, swaying from side to side, hoping that it could give herself a satisfactory answer.

It seems that a thousand years have passed, and a picture appeared in Hades's mind, a woman in a long red dress sat on the edge of the bed with a red flower in her hand, and the fiery red hijab on her head made it difficult to see her delicate face, and a sturdy and handsome young man walked towards the bride, but he seemed to sense the presence of Hades, and looked at her, and a darkness interrupted the picture in Hades's mind when he raised his hand.

Hades woke up in a hurry, and found that she was covered in cold sweat, and her arms on the desk were numb, so she rubbed them, and wondered in her heart, how could she dream? How could she dream like this? The young man was clearly Mingzhe, were they still alive? They were married?

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A thick white mist shrouded a towering mountain, making it impossible to see the scenery inside, a two-story bamboo building looming in the dense forest, and the noise of women and children could be faintly heard in the attic, and from time to time it was masked by the sound of the wind like a dragon and a tsunami.

In the bamboo building, a man was engrossed in carving something, as if he had become accustomed to the shouts from upstairs.

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"Mingzhe, go and see the child, he doesn't eat again, he ordered the honey chicken wings himself, he just doesn't eat them, I'm angry!" the woman complained as she went downstairs.

Mingzhe smiled at her, and then continued to keep his head down and busy with the work in hand.

Seeing that he ignored him, the woman snatched the golden ball from his hand and shouted, "Did you hear me talking to you?" The child is going to starve to death!!

Mingzhe got up and hugged her in his arms, and whispered in her ear: "Our child is full of body, and he will not die of hunger for hundreds of years, give it back to me, it's just the last move." ”

The woman's anger was still gone, she held the golden ball tightly, and complained: "You know how to play all day long, and you don't care about the children, you want to exhaust me!"

Mingzhe hurriedly helped her sit down and gently rubbed her shoulder, "This True Source Dafa is good for you and me, you can't carve it down, it's not easy to forget it after a long time, it's just a trick of 'body and everything', good, I'll go and persuade him in a while." ”

The woman pouted and said, "It's really the source of Dafa, what's so good about it? If you don't care about the child anymore, my head will be round, hum!" and then turned her face away.

Mingzhe couldn't, so he picked a pink flower and put it on the woman's head, and whispered in his mouth: "The language of a hundred miles of flowers is alluring, and lovesickness is drunk nine hearts." The confluence of the stream is full of Qiju, and the rock jumps to melt the snow and the swallow is in spring. ”

The woman's face turned red, and she slapped Mingzhe coquettishly, "You are an old and immodest person, you know that you are laughing at others, and you are not allowed to use other people's names as poems in the future... Okay, okay, after serving you, I'll go and persuade him again. With that, she got up and went up to the attic, and continued her feeding work.

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When the woman went downstairs again, Mingzhe was nowhere to be found, so she said angrily: "This unhearted father has run out and gone crazy again, you can live with these eight beads, what use do you want me?!" So she threw a bamboo basket on the table out of the door, and the eight beads of different colors in the basket also flew out and rolled towards the wide river below the mountain.

Suddenly remembered that 'the words of the hundred miles of flowers are alluring, and the lovesickness is drunk and drunk. The confluence of the stream is full of Qiju, and the rock jumps to melt the snow and the swallow is in spring. Then the woman pulled out the pink flower on her head, gritted her teeth, and said, "Such a sensual poem can be spoken, you should die!! and threw the pink flower in her hand out of the window, and fell on the table and wept.

At this time, a snow-white little fox sprang out of the grass, looked at the bamboo building and rolled its eyes, and then ran into the jungle with this pink flower.

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The child burped, came to his mother, and whispered, "Mother, I have eaten all your dishes, don't be angry, my father has already taught me a lesson, and he said to buy me a mechanical pencil, and he will be back in three hundred years." ”

The woman held the child tightly in her arms, "Three hundred years?! What is the use of buying it back then? You can type and write!"

(End of book)