Rong Zhihao didn't understand, he knew that scientifically speaking, his son was indeed dead, but why was there a voice in his heart telling him that his son was not dead? Could it be that he was subconsciously unwilling to accept the fact that his son was dead?

Rong Zhihao thought so, and there was another discussion at the police station......

With Rong Zhihao's departure, Lao Chang's face turned from red to white.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?" Ba Yingjing first noticed that something was wrong with the old man: "You ......"

"It's okay, it's okay--" Chang frowned, waving impatiently at his favorite student.

"Usual--"

"Usual--"

"Hell...... Lao Chang didn't care about the martial arts team, but when asked by the respected Geng Ju, he couldn't help but answer: "What the hell, I ...... just now Sigh - just now - my hand suddenly didn't feel ......"

"Don't you feel it, teacher, this is a big deal, I'll accompany you to the hospital for a check-up. Hearing that the teacher suddenly didn't feel it, Ba Yingjing immediately thought of cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases.

"I'm not that delicate!" Although he said so, Lao Chang was indeed upset, and what the student could think of, he could think of. He's not afraid of dying, but he's afraid of leaving his job, and I love what I do......;

"Yingjing, you should accompany the teacher to do a comprehensive examination now!" Of course, Geng Ju is very concerned about this veteran policeman who has worked diligently for decades and made great contributions to social stability.

"Don't--I'll go alone, Yingjing, you better write the autopsy report!" Rong Zhihao left, and Chang Chang no longer had any scruples.

"Let's go, Lao Chang, I'll go with you!" Seeing that Ba was embarrassed, the martial arts team continued: "You are the pillar of our team, you can't have an accident!"

"Well, that's fine!" Geng Ju made a final decision......

"What time is it......" Lao Chang looked at his watch and glanced at Geng Ju with disgust: "Tomorrow!"

"Hehe--" Geng Ju also looked at his watch and smiled embarrassedly: "It's okay, Xiao Wu, Xiao Yang, you can tell me in detail." ”

“...... Gengju, you know that I have liked martial arts since I was a child, and I have practiced qigong......"

Indeed, the martial arts team's hard strength qigong has achieved a small success.

"What do you want to say?" After listening to the detailed report, Geng Ju frowned slightly when he saw the captain of the criminal police team talking about unrelated topics.

"Aura, Geng Bureau, there is an aura around this Mr. Rong Zhihao...... "The martial arts team is not like usual, even if Rong Zhihao is gone, he still maintains respect: "His aura makes me creepy and frightened--"

"I ...... Me too...... He...... He made me tremble......" Xiao Yang, who had not spoken, also blushed and stammered.

"How so? he can't be a cultist, right?" said Ba Yingjing, blinking her eyes in disbelief and curiosity.

"No--" Seeing that Geng Ju also cast the same gaze, the martial arts team had to say what was in his heart again: "Geng Ju, when there are no clues in the case in our hands, our imagination often uses the sixth sense...... Although it is not scientific, this feeling will provide us with infinite imagination and speculation......"

"What do you want to say?" Geng asked with interest and encouragement instead of stopping.

"I mean, Mr. Rong has a strong aura, but it is not cold, although it makes me creepy, but I feel a strong and righteous aura...... I was thinking, this aura should be too strong, that's why I ...... Let's ......" The martial arts team glanced at Xiao Yang: "Let us have a creepy feeling!"

"Are you sure?" From his tone, Captain Wu knew that Geng Ju had already believed in him.

"Yes!" the martial arts team nodded solemnly.

"Hehe, I also think this person is good...... Geng Ju chuckled: "Okay, don't think too much, we are all party members, we don't have ghosts and gods in our hearts!" After speaking, he glanced meaningfully at Xiao Yang, who was still in shock.

"But the child is obviously dead, he has to say that he is not dead......" Ba Yingjing said in a low voice.

"This is just the wish of every parent! Won't this matter be known in a few days? Don't think about it, let's go back to our posts!" After Geng Ju finished speaking, he took the lead and walked out.

Although it is said that "there is practice everywhere in life", at this moment, Rong Zhihao definitely did not practice, and his mind was all spent on his son.

Rong Zhihao didn't fight, he just walked back to his home with his son in his arms at the speed of ordinary people.

Rong Anran's face was lifelike, and no one knew that what Rong Zhihao was holding was a corpse.

He put his son on the bed and sat down cross-legged beside him......

Rong Zhihao felt helpless again, and this feeling was far better than the helplessness when his parents died...... It's as if all he's left is a shell.

"Enron--Enron......" Rong Zhihao was at a loss, he could only silently call his son's name from the bottom of his heart; at this moment, he realized the biggest helplessness in life.

"Quiet--quiet-empty--......empty-let go" In his heart, in addition to calling his son, Rong Zhihao kept hinting at himself over and over again.

He needs to let go, and if his son is really gone, he needs to get it back from another world.

Don't say it's Ba Yingjing, even Rong Zhihao himself is rationally affirming his son's death, but emotionally, Rong Zhihao is unwilling to admit it, coupled with the voice in the dark......

Rong Zhihao didn't know how long it had been, maybe only half an hour and an hour, maybe three days and five days had passed, and he sat motionless in front of his son like this.

He knew he wasn't asleep, but he felt like he was......

Deep in the universe, glazed space.

There is no sun, no stars, no white clouds, only a blue sky, if it weren't for the thousands of rainbows hanging around the sky, the sky here is really very monotonous.

There are no clouds here because the earth is white clouds, and white clouds are the earth.

On the ground, there are colorful birds and animals, and there are colorful flowers and trees.

Nothing here can be explained by the so-called science on earth.

For example, mountains and rivers - they are just white clouds, but rivers can flow gently.

The land here is white clouds, but they are all soft and hard as they want.

The flowers and trees here all emit a faint fluorescence and soft light, enriching the entire space.

There is no sun, but there is no night.

Tomiohara came barefoot on the clouds, came to the lake surrounded by blue waves and flowers, and shook himself to the ground against the endless, sparkling blue lake: "Master!"

On the surface of the lake, the flat sky shows a patchwork and brilliant Qionglou Yuyu.

"Oh, is it another twenty years?Come in, Plains, what's the catch?" came a kind voice from the building.

"Master, the disciple is incompetent......" Fuhara Ping lowered his head in shame.

"It's not your fault, even being a teacher is helpless, let alone you--" There was a hint of helplessness in Cihe's voice.

As Tomiohara moved forward, a handsome man in the prime of life appeared in front of him, sitting tall, as if he was from heaven.

"Master!" Fuhara Ping knelt on his knees again and bowed down.

"Twenty years...... You go to Zuxing again and help your uncle!"

"Uncle Shi?" Fuhara looked up at his master in confusion.

"You should call Uncle Shi, right?!, because he is your brother's father--"

"Master, do you mean ......" Fuhara Ping was suddenly a little excited!

"Hehe, now is not the time, your junior brother has not yet attained enlightenment, he is now undergoing hell training, whether he is dead or alive, let it be his fate! Your uncle has enlightened his spirit, you bring the colorful clothes of the teacher, and go to help him!"

"Yes!" Tomiohara kowtowed and retreated.

Ancestral Star, that is a blue planet, this is the ancestral star of Master Gong Chaoyi, and of course it is also the ancestral star of Fuyuan Ping.

I remember the last time I went, it was 20 years ago, and at that time, what Tomiohara saw was floods and volcanoes.

Tomiohara Ping waved his right hand lightly, and in the green sky, a sky full of stars suddenly appeared, and Tomiohara Ping recognized a faint and looming star, and his fingers were a little faster, as if he was induced, and the star became brighter.

Immediately afterwards, Tomiohara began to pull the stars in the sky and arrange the formation......

The star that was pointed out by Tomihara Hei, and between him, a pillar of light appeared, and the star was exactly in the middle of the pillar of light.

The stars are getting brighter and brighter, from slow to fast, getting closer and closer.

When it looked the size of a basketball to the naked eye, faintly revealing blue, Tomihara laughed and stepped into the pillar of light.

Rong Zhi's state of mind, which was half asleep and half awake, was indeed quiet and empty, but this time the emptiness was different from before, in the past, he knew what he was doing, and this time he ...... It was as if he had lost his soul.

"Uncle Shi--" A call seemed to come from outside the sky, pulling Rong Zhihao's soul back to his body, and in front of him, an indescribably handsome young man appeared.

"Uncle Shi, are you ...... Are you calling me?" Rong Zhihao didn't know if he was in the real space or in the virtual space of his dantian, and finally affirmed: this is not a real space.

"Yes, Uncle Shi, I came to help on the order of my master!" Of course, the person who came was Fuhara Ping.

"But how can I be your uncle?" Rong Zhihao couldn't understand.

"Of course, it's because of junior brother!"

"Senior Brother?...... Who is your brother?...... Is it related to me?...... Oh, you mean ......" Rong Zhihao's eyes suddenly widened: "You mean Enron?"

Fuhara Ping nodded with a smile and said, "Senior brother is practicing in hell, and Master doesn't want him to enter reincarnation. ”

"That is, An Ran is not dead?" Rong Zhihao was pleasantly surprised.

"Death is life, life is death, life and death are nothing more than a saying, since you have already enlightened your spirit, why can't you see through it?"

"Yes--yes, hehe...... Then who is your master?"

"Shizun's name is to pay tribute to Chaoyi, and his nephew Fuyuan Ping!" Fu Yuanping took a deep look at Rong Zhihao, then took out a multicolored ball of light, threw it at Rong Zhihao, and immediately disappeared into Rong Zhihao's body: "This is the colorful Xia Yi that Shizun asked me to give you." ”

Then, he took out another pill bottle: "This is the Ziyang Pill that the little nephew honors you, and it can help the uncle survive the nine tribulations and nine changes!"

"Nine Tribulations and Nine Changes?"

"Hehe--" Fuhara Ping smiled and pointed at Rong Zhihao's forehead......

"This ......" A large amount of information instantly appeared in Rong Zhihao's mind......

"This ...... Hey, if I had this exercise and experience, I wouldn't have worked so hard, and I wouldn't have ...... Enron" In addition to the surprise, Rong Zhihao's expression was gloomy.

"Senior uncle, before the enlightenment, people are nothing...... "Fu Yuanping said with envy: "If it weren't for the junior brother, you would have to rise and fall in the red dust for more than ten years!"

"Oh, I see--"

"Uncle Shi, now let me help you synthesize Yin and Yang Seeds!" Fu Yuan Ping finished speaking, and sat down behind Rong Zhihao, his hands pressed against his back.

Then, use your divine thoughts to smash the black and white twin stars and synthesize yin and yang seeds. ”

"Scatter, loose--scattered-broken!" Rong Zhihao thought silently in his heart.

After all, Rong Zhihao relied on himself to realize the path of cultivation step by step, and he immediately understood what Fu Yuanping meant, let go of his divine thoughts, and no longer constrained the yin and yang double rings in Danzhong......