Preamble

The white surroundings were blank, Zhang Zijian stood here stupidly, he didn't know why he was here, he always thought that this was in a dream, but he pinched his thigh fiercely, and when the strong pain entered the nervous system, he realized that he was not dreaming, where is this? Zhang Zijian was about to go crazy, he couldn't figure it out, he couldn't understand why he was in this white place, he was in a hurry! But this white place made him feel very relieved, very comfortable, and anxious, but he couldn't get up. It's not a dream, what is it?

Obviously, I had a drink to celebrate with a few well-connected colleagues of the company after I was promoted to the investment consultant of Gaosheng Group, and then I remembered that I drove home, how did I get here.

Just when Zhang Zijian couldn't think of one, two, or three, the sky suddenly brightened, and the brightness was like sunshine, but it was not dazzling at all. Under a huge firefly stood a man in white clothes and a white beard, half-hanging in the air, naked and far away, unable to see his face clearly. The white mist under Zhang Zijian's feet also began to boil.

"Well, that's all right. Could it be that I was in a hurry just now, and I had a delusion, and I imagined a Jesus. Zhang Zijian looked at the strange scene that suddenly appeared in front of him with straight eyes, and he was still thinking about it.

"Hello and welcome to Western Elysium! I am the Western Elysium Guide, and my name is Ahmed. The white-clothed man under the halo had a loud voice, and the words revealed a soothing and calming function into Zhang Zijian's ears.

"Hey, it looks like I'm wrong, this isn't Jesus. No, this is Western Elysium, wouldn't I be ver. No way!! Zhang Zijian looked at the white-clothed guide with an extremely exaggerated expression.

Zhang Zijian was dumbfounded, his mind was blank, but it fit the scene here, and he muttered: "How did I get here?" His eyes looked at the white-clothed guide with some despair, as if he was asking for answers.

"Nine million nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine people have asked this question before you. You're one of the lucky ones, and you'll have an unexpected surprise in a moment. First of all, answer your question just now, because you are dead, so you can come here, this is not an ordinary person can come, only people who thought about coming here before their death can pass the guò good person card, can come here. Congratulations to Mr. Zhang Zijian. The white-clothed guide said slightly.

"I'm alive and well, why did I die. My life has just begun, I'm not married yet, how could I die? Zhang Zijian asked in disbelief, his voice hoarse with helpless sadness.

"Your death was an accident, and it is because of this accident that you can be our lucky one, and you should be happy." The white-clothed guide shrugged his shoulders and said.

Zhang Zijian suddenly shouted loudly: "I want to go back, let me go back." I'm going to live my life, I'm not going to be lucky, I'm going back. This dream is not good at all, I have to wake up. I'm going to wake up. ”

"I'm sorry to tell you that your wish could not have come true. However, you are the 10,000,000th person to come to Western Elysium, and you have a chance to draw a lottery, and we have prepared a surprise for one out of 10,000 people. The grand prize is that you can be a god in charge of one side, and you can also ......"

"Wait!" Zhang Zijian didn't wait for the white-clothed guide to finish speaking, and interjected a sentence. "I remember that I believed in Buddhism, so I came to you. Isn't Western Elysium Buddhist? ”

Zhang Zijian's fierce questioning made the white-clothed guide dazed for a while. Then he answered Zhang Zijian's question: "Buddhism is in the south, there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, and this Nanwu is the name of the place." The Western Elysium in Buddhism is in the southern realm. This is a misdirection, the moment you die in your life, the first thing that comes to mind is the Western Elysium, so when you come here, if your first impression is that there is no Amitabha Buddha in the Western Elysium, you will go to the Western Elysium of Buddhism, instead of going straight to this Western Elysium. A lot of people have strayed here like you, but unfortunately they are not as lucky as you, and we usually send these strayers straight to hell. Do you understand when I say that? ”

"Damn, don't bring such a playful person." Zhang Zijian had an urge to scold.

"Well, there's a roulette wheel in front of you, and there's a hundred numbers on it, and the hands in the middle will turn rapidly, and when you call stop, the numbers the pointers point to are the results of your draw. You only have one chance, well, don't look at me with any sad expression, you have three seconds to prepare. As soon as the white-clothed guide finished speaking, a huge roulette wheel appeared in front of Zhang Zijian, like a clock, and the hands in the middle were rotating rapidly, catching up with the propeller quickly.

Zhang Zijian hesitated and said: Since you are here, let's be safe.

"Stop!" When Zhang Zijian made up his mind to see how lucky he was, he shouted to stop.

The pointer braked sharply and stopped at 66.

"I have to say, you're really lucky, do you know what you won? Hehe. It's three wishes. Then please say your wish, and we will help you make it happen. The white-clothed guide said with a smile.

"What does it mean that the ordinary will come true, but what if it is not ordinary?" Zhang Zijian asked a little provocatively.

"Oh, that's a bit of a difficult question to answer, but there are some wishes that we can't help you fulfill, for example, if you want to be a powerful magical person and use powerful magic to destroy the peace of the world, then we can't help you achieve it. It is based on your wishes, and we have to do a comprehensive assessment of your life in order to help you achieve it. The white-clothed guide still patiently explained to Zhang Zijian.

"I'm going back to my old world and live my life." Zhang Zijian still said persistently.

"It's impossible, your body has been cremated, and there is no hair left, how can I help you fulfill your wish. If you think about the individual one, the one just now doesn't count. The white-clothed guide shook his head and said.

"But I just want to go back, my original world is really exciting, I have my dreams, I have my life." Zhang Zijian said with some sadness.

"I really can't do it. However, I can help you show you that if you use someone else's body, you can have a rich life experience. ”

"Really?" Zhang Zijian asked a little naively.

"Yes." The white-clothed guide nodded and said.

"With the help of other people's bodies, I think that with my talented master's degree in finance, I will definitely be able to realize my dream of becoming a successful person. Ha ha! Zhang Zijian said a little happily now.

"This wish of yours will come true after you have said three wishes, now please say your first wish." The white-clothed guide looked at Zhang Zijian, who was smiling a little, and said.

Zhang Zijian scratched his head and said in his heart, what else do I have good wishes.

After thinking about it for almost half an hour, he didn't think of any good wishes, Zhang Zijian was a little dazed, and he suddenly became Aladdin. Facing the lamp god, he couldn't think of a wish that he could fulfill, and the white-clothed guide envoy was not in a hurry to urge him. Standing under the huge aura and waiting slowly.

"I want power, I want money, I want women." Zhang Zijian said fiercely.

"What do you want, you can only choose one of these three words." The white-clothed guide said refusally.

"Then ask for power!" Zhang Zijian finally said firmly. In his mind, if he had power, wouldn't he have everything? Isn't there such a popular saying? Those who have money are not as good as those who have power.

"And what's your second wish?" The white-clothed guide then asked.

"Can you give me some mana, or something like that? Or your god's magic weapon, god ring, magic ring, necklace or something. Zhang Zijian tilted his head and said.

"Which one do you want?" The white-clothed guide looked at Zhang Zijian a little nervously and asked.

"It's nothing, why don't we see the gods, don't you have any special gadgets and can't show your ability, for example, if I'm in danger, take out a magic weapon, and I can defend myself, or save people in danger. For example, don't the rings in your hands have some special functions? What kind of time and space transfer, storing things and whatever. That's all you can think of, it's not a big deal, you can do it, right? Zhang Zijian suddenly thought that the immortals in those science fiction movies all had magic treasures, and this wish could not be lost to himself. If you really go back to real life and come up with a little Dongdong, can you fool a bunch of people?

The white-clothed guide did not reply directly to Zhang Zijian.

After a while, the white-clothed guide said to Zhang Zijian: "After the deliberations of the great gods, I told me with a divine recitation that your second wish cannot be fulfilled for you, because your motives are not pure. ”

"Actually, I am a very pure person with a very good heart." Zhang Zijian saw that there was no play, and he excused himself very kindly.

The white-clothed guide made Zhang Zijian's next words regret it.

"Because of your greed, you have obtained the mana of the gods in vain, and after the consultation of the gods, cancel your second and third wishes, for which the gods will help you open your brain, make you extremely smart, and have a superhuman memory." After the white-clothed guide envoy finished speaking, he waved his big hand, and small white lights rushed into Zhang Zijian's eyes, enveloping his entire body in the holy white glow, and his body slowly rose at a forty-five degree angle.

Who knew that the white-clothed guide said in a low voice at this time: "If you choose the priesthood, the magic power of the gods will naturally be there, and if you have to be a human being, why bother?" ”

At this time, Zhang Zijian didn't know the six gods, and he couldn't hear what the white-clothed guide said. After being wrapped in white light for a moment, it was slowly purified, and the place where Zhang Zijian was standing was blank, and then the white-clothed guide also disappeared with a ray of light.

What about Zhang Zijian? Nature returns to the original world as he wishes.