There were only two of us left in the bamboo house.

I sat on the other side of the bamboo table, staring at Shui Qingwei. He drank his tea slowly.

Silence. It's still silent.

After a tea time, the room was still quiet, only the sound of the cool breeze coming in through the cracks in the window, sizzling, making people itch.

I coughed and said, "Hmm...... Master, that ...... What do you have to do?"

Shui Qing's phoenix eyes raised slightly, and glanced at me. I was immediately silenced. A little pride in my heart.

He took out a small roll of fine yellow paper, the size of a fingernail, from his cuff and handed it to me without a word.

I picked up the paper scroll and slowly opened it, with a few words in small letters on it: "At the end of October, I will kill." ”

A smile slowly appeared on the corner of my mouth, and I was relieved, exhaled, and said, "These bastards are finally getting moving." I thought that how could this ghost emperor still be able to calm down, it seems that Xia Fox had already planned it. Ha ha. ”

Shui Qing smiled faintly, like a lotus flower in the pond soothing the petal heart, and a wisp of fragrance suddenly drifted in the soft heart like a cloud.

"You can rest in peace these days. ”

He took the paper roll and shook it gently, and the paper turned into fine dust and drifted away.

I picked up the tea in front of me, blew it, smelled the fragrance, and smacked my lips happily. Then he put down the teaglass, his face returned to ruddy, and he smiled lightly: "I've suffered for so long, do you want to make up for it?" Ning Yue, that death stick, shouldn't he be embarrassed to let me be a fool for nothing?"

Shui Qingwei's expression froze, and he said coldly: "Don't be rude to your master." ”

I pursed my lips and said, "What's rude?" I've been polite to him. "I secretly made up in my heart, not in your face, otherwise I would even be able to export the national scolding that I was good at in my previous life, hum.

"Ning Yue, the stinky god, deceived me into living in this ghost place when I was young and ignorant, and I didn't make it clear, causing me to endure torture here for more than ten years, I don't scold him, who do I scold?"

He closed his eyes, was silent for a moment, and then said, "Don't forget, my master has given you a chance to be born again." ”

I propped my chin with my left hand and said lazily, "If I had known that it was so hard, I wouldn't have said yes so easily." There is really no free lunch in the world, and in order to maintain the peace and stability of this world, poor me had to sacrifice nearly 20 years of good time to adjust the order of this world. Hey—but then again, you're not easy, master. After so many years, I have to help Ning Shen Stick clean up the mess, and I have to go to great lengths to rescue your lovely and poor apprentice from the demon cave—master, you have worked hard!"

Obviously, I'm being sarcastic.

Then, a shudder followed, knocking heavily on my head.

I glared at me in pain, and Shui Qingwei was still sipping the tea lightly, as if she had done nothing.

I was angry, but because of his hard fists and the fact that I was my nominal master, I had to swallow this breath dumbly.

Whispered: "Isn't it okay to complain? ”

He didn't think he heard.

I didn't speak because I was angry, and now I say something to him: "Twenty years of hardship, in exchange for a life of worry-free, contentment." ”

I touched my chin and thought about it carefully, he was right, you have to suffer hardships to become a master.

Ning Yue is a good person.

If it weren't for Ning Yue, a god stick, I'm afraid I wouldn't have had a chance to survive in this world again.

Besides, although it is not easy to survive here, with the help of a master like his apprentice and my master Shui Qingwei, won't I also survive well? Although I will "die" in another month, in the end, the real "me" can be truly reborn. Such a good thing is also a rare occurrence in ten thousand years.

Thinking about meeting him is like a world away. (Actually, it's the next world)

Eighteen years ago, when I was dying in another world, "I" was floating in an unknown space. I was confused and didn't know what to do, and I couldn't figure out where I was, when Ning Yue appeared. He then told me that the entire universe is made up of many parallel three-dimensional spaces, and that the "I" after death is a group of memories that appears in that only eerie four-dimensional space.

This space is dedicated to absorbing all the memory groups in the universe, dissipating, and appearing. This space is boundless, and I will be in this corner and not disappear, which is already very lucky. To meet him again is the luck of luck.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Ning Yue is a god stick. He came from another world parallel to the environment of the earth where I lived in my previous life, like the other side of the mirror, unable to see, touch, or feel. However, the world civilization in which he lives is highly developed, and some of the things they are good at, such as astrophysics and the like, seem to us to be divine things. Because they have a good grasp of certain cosmic laws and natural cycles, they can predict through celestial phenomena and have a deeper understanding of the universe than we do.

Of course, the technological civilization that our world focuses on is also like a miracle in his eyes. For example, when I talked to him about computers, television, telephones, satellites, spaceships, etc., he was no less surprised than me.

When I met him in that so-called four-dimensional space, he was also a memory group, but he had traveled through several different three-dimensional worlds, dead and alive, born and dead, but the memory group was always there. In our words, the soul is immortal, nirvana is reborn.

This phenomenon occurred because he came across a strange piece of unknown matter in his original world, which, as far as he knew, was formed by the accumulation of the tiniest particles of countless universes, and the movement of the particles in it was similar to the entire space in which we existed, so to speak, a small universe. He named it "Chen", which can be interpreted as the stars of the universe.

And "Chen" has the power to travel through time and space, and even has other energies that we cannot know.

I'm very interested in this "Tatsu" because my name is Tatsu, and the most important thing is that when I hear him talk about "Tatsu", it is natural that I think of the protagonist "Small Universe" in "Burn, Small Universe". （=_=|||The classic "Saint Seiya")

Although he possesses Tatsuna, which theoretically grants immortality, his memory set continues to pass through several parallel worlds, and is largely damaged. This time, when he met me, he already felt powerless to travel again, afraid that he would soon disappear forever in this four-dimensional space.

I was very emotional, if I could travel back to the original world, make his theories known to the world and study them, I am afraid that I would surpass Einstein and become another great man.

Ning Yue said that it is okay to be reborn, but not to return to my dear earth, but to the three-dimensional world where he existed for the last time.

As soon as I heard it, I didn't ask any more questions, and immediately accepted it.

Even in the memory group, I can feel Ning Yue's happiness. He was relieved to tell me a lot of knowledge about that world.

It turned out that he was a "magic stick" (actually an astrologer) in that world, and he accepted a talented and powerful apprentice. Before he died, he took his cute little apprentice to watch the stars at night, predicted something in the future, solemnly warned his apprentice Shui Qingwei, and entrusted him with the poor little prince who was born with his "will" not long after. Then he passed away with a smile......

Now, I can go to that world through his "Tatsu" and be reborn in a newborn baby who has arranged everything.

However, he demanded that I have to survive as that child for eighteen years. Otherwise, it will affect the operation of that world.

I was excited and agreed.

Then, I felt "I" surrounded by a warm flow of matter, and suddenly the substance quickly flowed into me, and then the thoughts in the memory group vaguely felt his words......

…… And so it happened.

I came into this world gorgeously like this, and I was still choked by the neck.