Destiny cannot be violated! Heaven cannot be deceived! Don't leak it!

An Xiaoyu couldn't react a little: "So ......"

The administrator closed the book, nodded and said, "Yes, a feng shui master spied on the heavenly machine and revealed the news of the plane crash to the relevant departments, so the entire person of the plane regained his life. But the price is that the Heavenly Dao will put several times as many people to death instead. ”

"This is because, when the cycle of cause and effect is affected, as time increases, the consequences of the impact will become greater and greater, and at that time, it takes a hundred people to die to be balanced, and after a hundred people are saved, more people need to die and destroy more cause and effect to make up for it."

An Xiaoyu nodded, indicating that she understood.

"The birth and death of all living beings in the world are in the complete cause and effect of heaven and earth, and they are related to you, but they are also related to many people. You haven't thought about why they died because there are so many people who have nothing to do with you and so many people who have nothing to do with you? ”

"Why did only the representatives of the thirty-three provinces die? These are all things that are determined by the Heavenly Dao, and they are all things that are determined by all the causes and effects that occur between heaven and earth. There's no way you can change it, and after you do, even more people will die. ”

"Moreover, how do you know that their death will not be related to the future fate of mankind?"

Listening to the administrator's words, An Xiaoyu began to think deeply.

This is a paradox of cause and effect, if An Xiaoyu can get out of her circle, then she can reach the realm of clarity and see her third level.

But is the third level so easy to find?

The administrator reached out and touched An Xiaoyu's little head: "I can't figure it out, you can think about it slowly in the future, just like the previous things, without really experiencing it, blindly thinking by yourself, it's just drilling the horns." ”

An Xiaoyu nodded, her brows still furrowed tightly.

The Administrator smiled, reaching out to pinch her face and rubbing it between her eyebrows. An Xiaoyu's face turned red, and she quickly dodged it, shrugged the tip of her nose, her eyebrows finally relaxed, and her mood improved a lot.

After saying goodbye to the administrator, An Xiaoyu came out of the underground and returned to her home, but she met Lu Yuqi at the door, waiting for her at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night with half a bottle of wine in her hand.

"Are you happy?" She asked.

After solving Lu Yuqi, An Xiaoyu lay flat on her bed, thinking about what the administrator had just said to herself, and gradually comprehended. I can't grasp the essentials of comprehension, but I always feel that something is sprouting in my psychology.

An Xiaoyu closed her eyes, and her soul returned to the dark soul space.

Since the last time she was possessed by Heavenly Curse, An Xiaoyu has been able to find the space where Dao Guan is located. This is An Xiaoyu's own soul space, she doesn't know where this space is hidden, maybe in her body, maybe in her own soul.

But there is no doubt that this space belongs to An Xiaoyu, only to An Xiaoyu, even the Heavenly Dao cannot directly affect here, and only An Xiaoyu and the Great Dao have arrived here.

Looking at the uncertain Dao Pass in the distance, An Xiaoyu tried to fly in the direction of the Dao Pass, but unfortunately kept flying forward, but did not get close to even a little distance.

After giving it a try, An Xiaoyu gave up.

Opening his eyes, the pitch-black space disappeared, An Xiaoyu reached out and grabbed the frost wolf and the dust wolf, ignored their panicked cries, hugged them in his arms, buried his face in their soft and warm fur and rubbed it, washed two breaths fiercely, and finally got healed.

The next day, the cold rain continued.

An Xiaoyu no longer had the leisure of yesterday, the white windbreaker was replaced by a black one, the length was below the knee, and there was no rain cover, An Xiaoyu put on the hat on the windbreaker and went out.

Hitched a car, An Xiaoyu arrived at the door of the Three Thousand Academy, and sent a message to An Ling saying that he had something to do today and couldn't go shopping with them, and An Ling said that An Ling seemed to have something to do at the An family and wanted to hold a meeting. An Xiaoyu naturally knew that the assembly of the second An family was to restrain the children from causing fewer incidents, and began to shrink the scope of spread during this time.

When he arrived at the Three Thousand Academy, An Xiaoyu walked directly to the door of the No. 13 small hall.

The door of the small hall was open, An Xiaoyu walked in, and saw rows of seats, a ** solemn high platform, the statue of the Three Thousand Emperors stood in the middle of the deepest part of the small hall, on the right was a statue of an old man holding a book in his hand, and on the left was a statue of a young man wearing a graduation uniform of the Three Thousand Academy.

In the small hall, there were already a few people discussing something, and when they saw An Xiaoyu coming in, they were stunned for a moment, and they didn't say anything, but they just talked quieter.

An Xiaoyu glanced at them, walked to a corner and sat down, sat quietly, and watched quietly, and the conversation of those people slowly reached her ears.

They were talking about today's memorial, but even the staff of the thirteenth small hall didn't know who they were going to pay tribute to. And at the time of the millennium celebration of the Three Thousand Academy, why do you want to do white things?

In this matter, how can secrecy be done so well?

An Xiaoyu looked at the statue of the Three Thousand Emperors in the small hall and began to be in a daze.

The sound of raindrops falling outside the spacious gate came to my ears, and when the wind suddenly began to rise, it seemed much more leisurely.

Several students ran past the door with rain covers.

"In the old hat shop in front of the door, today is the rainy season activity for the next day, and I heard that there is a beautiful young lady! Go together, go together! ”

"There is also the pastry shop on West Fourth Street, today's special pastries are the kind we couldn't afford to eat before, and the money of one piece in the past can now be eaten for ten yuan!"

"Eh, wait a minute, I'm still looking at the terminal, it says that the Moon House has a game event today, and the winner will get a free ticket!"

The sound gradually disappeared from far to near, and then from near to far, gradually disappearing into An Xiaoyu's ears, The sound of rain outside the door was still the same, and occasionally a thunderclap sounded. Suddenly, a loud thunderclap came from the sky, and a white light flashed outside the door.

The thunder dissipated, and An Xiaoyu still looked at the front of the small hall stupidly, unable to raise a little motivation, not even a finger or brain.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the door, with the sound of water under his feet, he entered the door, and stood at the door for a while, the man seemed to be looking inside the small hall, and finally walked towards An Xiaoyu.

Is it an acquaintance? An Xiaoyu thought without turning her head to look.

A man with the smell of wind and rain sat on the seat next to An Xiaoyu, leaned back in the chair, one leg cocked and rested on the other. Black leather shoes, black trousers, black trench coat, all black, just like An Xiaoyu today.

An Xiaoyu almost thought he was an administrator.

But the legs that appeared in the back of sight seemed to be longer and thicker.

"You're An Xiaoyu?" The person who came asked asked, the voice was not loud, but it was extremely alarming, like a thunder ringing in the hearts of people, with an unquestionable tone, even if it was a question, it was like the verdict of a trial.

An Xiaoyu turned her head and saw an angular face, thin shoulders, a thin face, thin lips, a pair of dark eyes, thick eyebrows straight to the sideburns, and the hair was ridged on the head, and the whole person looked sharp and sharp.

"Thunderbolt?" Ann asked quietly.

Lei Zi nodded: "You can call me Guan Shantong." ”

An Xiaoyu glanced at her mouth: "It's still good to listen to Leizi." ”

Guan Shantong is bitter, although he is a thunderbolt, he doesn't like others to call him this title, just because this title does not belong only to him. If he had to choose for himself, he would rather call it a thunder beast or something, at least a little more comfortable than a thunder child.

"So, why did the seniors come here?" An Xiaoyu was very knowledgeable and didn't call him Lei Zi again.

Guan Shantong said: "When my sister was studying at Tiandu University, she had a very good relationship with a teacher, and later, this teacher died. ”

An Xiaoyu nodded, and immediately understood why Lei Zi was suddenly born yesterday.

Lei Zi said very little, An Xiaoyu didn't want to speak, and the small hall was quiet again. Several staff members who were discussing the matter had dispersed and began to inspect the various equipment in the small auditorium, adjust the sound and lighting, and check the stability of the pedestal.

It didn't take long for a silent procession to pass through the layers of rain and walk to the door of the thirteenth chapel, one coffin for every six people, and thirty-three solid wood coffins entered through the main entrance, and in the rear, followed by two teams of guards, some mourners.

An Xiaoyu saw that Zuo Qiu Zhizuo was also among these people behind.

The coffin was sent to the small auditorium, placed on the high platform one by one, lined up in three rows, neat, solemn, white silk had already been hung on the wall of the auditorium, and the couplets and wreaths were also sent to the high platform, less than an hour before the start of the memorial.

Zuo Qiu Zhizuo saw An Xiaoyu and Lei Zi in the corner, nodded slightly, and walked to the front of the small hall. The leaders of the school, the representatives of the provinces, the representatives of the Ministry of Education, the representatives of various forces, and the relatives of the deceased sat down one by one, and the seats in the entire small hall were not yet full, sparse and deserted.

They are martyrs of the country, but they can only enjoy such a simple funeral under such circumstances.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, it is the routine activity of the millennium celebration of the 3000 Academy, and at two o'clock in the afternoon every day, a small ** of various activities will be set off. The game began to give out limited-time special prizes, the store began to distribute limited-time lottery tickets, and the various bunks of the Three Thousand Academy began to hold special events for a limited time.

And in order to cooperate with such a small **, the ninety-nine cannons of the Three Thousand Academy will sound three times in a row, indicating the prosperity and celebration of the Three Thousand Academy. At the same time as the cannon is fired, even in the rain, various businesses will set off a large number of fireworks along with it.

Every two o'clock, the whole school celebration area is booming, the sky is colorful, and the cold rain can't stop anyone's enthusiasm.

And at two o'clock today, things seem to be different.

Ninety-nine cannons rang out nine times in a row, resounding through the sky and deafening. All the people in the small hall stood up and waited for the memorial service to begin.

As the fireworks on the commercial street began to set off, the sound of banging and popping covered everything, the door of the small hall quietly closed, and a solemn mourning music sounded in the small hall.

Zuo Qiu Zhizuo slowly walked to the podium, and he glanced at everyone present, and glanced at everyone present, alive or dead.

An Xiaoyu saw the expression on the old man's face, saw his trembling hands, saw the twitching wrinkles on his face, saw his crystal eyes, and saw the anger and sadness on his face.

Everyone present looked at the old man, waiting for his speech.

But before he could say this, tears flowed down his old face, and he opened his mouth in a trembling voice, with a sigh of anger, with a hoarse voice of gratitude.

He said: "I am fortunate to have this martyr! ”