"Speaking of which, this thing... Don't look at me until I'm awake in the afternoon, in fact, I'm a little taller than them..."The old man used his hand as if he was going to do something, and the feeling of emptiness in his hand made him realize that he didn't have a beard under his chin. I couldn't help coughing a few times in embarrassment.

"Yuan Shi Tianzun, Li Banxian, Vice Principal Li, I'm here to ask you a few things..."Zhilan took out another cigarette and handed it to the old man, seeing the old man shaking his head, he put it back in the cigarette case, and then said, "First, if I die in a while." Tomorrow morning, will I wake up?"

"Yes. The old man replied with certainty.

"Everyone else is the same?" Zhilan asked.

"Yes. The old man confirmed.

That is, all those who die today will be resurrected the next day. And then die again. Zhilan thought about it, and then said, "MD, it's very unfulfilling." I thought I was the only one who had this treatment, but it turned out to be the same as everyone else. ”

"There is still a difference between you and others. The old man said....

"What is it?" Zhilan looked at the old man with interest.

"If you die once, the next day you will re-enter samsara. There will never be a daily memory again. It's like you've never woken up... ”

"Damn!why?!" Zhilan said, "It's so inhuman.!"

"What about you?" Zhilan looked at the old man with bad intentions.

"I'm a god!" said the old man, awe-inspiringly, "of course I can remember it anyway." ”

"Half-Immortal...," Zhilan said mercilessly

"Will what I do today have an impact on the present day of 'tomorrow'?" Zhilan asked/...... The old man was silent, thinking about something.

"Well, when I didn't ask. Zhilan also knows that today's events should have no impact on "tomorrow" today.

"There are exceptions,...。 The old man arrived suddenly.

"What exceptions?"

"Heaven must not be leaked... You'll know when you get there." The little old man said leisurely.

Zhilan wanted to go crazy again. But looking at the little old man, I don't know why, I vaguely feel that this should be a master who "won't say anything if you kill me". Reluctantly gave up the idea

"Can I tell anyone about this?" asked Zhilan after a moment of silence.

"Yes. But not necessarily anyone believes it, and even if someone does, they can't remember it the next day. ”

Zhilan looked up and looked around, the autumn colors were pleasant, the West Lake was full of tourists, and Zhilan suddenly had a feeling of vicissitudes under such a beautiful scenery, and he didn't look at the old man, and asked the third question coldly, "The world is like this, or has it been turned into like this......?"

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In front of the Fengyu Hotel, a taxi stopped. The car door opened, and two young couples got out of the car. The doorman stepped forward to greet him, and then he was busy getting his luggage after the taxi. The young couple hurriedly thanked them and said no, and walked into the revolving door of the Fengyu Hotel with their luggage.

"This is your room," the front desk hostess handed the key card to the young couple and said, "Have a nice stay." ”

"Thank you," the boy said with a smile, holding his luggage in one hand and the girl in the other. After walking a few steps, he turned around and asked, "By the way, if I want to go to the West Lake Theater in Guiling at night and watch the West Lake Orchestra's "Qinyuan Spring". Where can I get my tickets?"

"You can book it at the hotel, sir. The waitress at the front desk said, then pointed to the opposite side and said, "You can go directly to the concierge and make a reservation." Oh.... There's no one there, so I'll show you here.... "The front desk was professional and responsible...

"Yes, sir. Now that I've watched it, there are only the last two of tonight's "Qinyuan Spring". Do you want to buy it now? As you know, the West Lake Orchestra's "Qinyuan Spring" is famous all over the country. ”

"I want it now!" the boy said quickly, quickly taking out his credit card again and handing it to the front desk.

It wasn't until he got the two tickets for tonight's "Qinyuan Spring" that the boy finally breathed a sigh of relief. The girl was also very happy and said softly, "My luck is starting to improve!"

"yes, we're starting to get lucky!" the boy smiled happily.

Looking at the young couple leaving, the front desk smiled softly, happy that his profession and favor could bring good luck to this lovely couple. If the female front desk had opened the morning news as soon as possible, she would have recognized that the couple who had just left was the one who was interviewed at the Kyoto airport in the morning news. After a long wait, their plane finally flew into the sky at about 10 a.m., and then after landing in this romantic city, their luck began to improve, it was easy to get a taxi, and they checked into the Fengyu Hotel smoothly, and finally they were lucky to get the last two tickets for the West Lake Theater tonight!

Hopefully, this lovely couple will always have good luck...

"Come, Xun Huan, let's dry this cup again!" Zhilan raised his glass again, but the wine in the cup was no longer a thirty-year-old flower carving, but was renamed West Lake Beer! Next to the table, there were a large number of empty beer bottles.

"You've drunk too much..."Although Xun Huan was also drunk, he was still relatively sober, "Let's go, let's go home..." Xun Huan said, shouting loudly, "Waiter..."

"Sir," the waiter asked.

"Checkout!Help...... Got us a taxi"

In the taxi, Zhilan slumped on Xun Huan and said nonsense, "You know, buddy, I'll tell you..." In fact... We ****** only live for one day. ”

Xun Huan dealt with Zhilan while saying to the driver, "Master,......... Let's go to Guiling South Road first...".

When Xun Huan opened the door of Zhilan's house on Guiling South Road, Zhilan was still talking about "Xun Huan......... Listen to me, tomorrow morning, (wine burp), let's not go and talk to that stupid x about something......... What a bullshit contract. Let's find a place to play!"

Xun Huan put Zhilan still in bed and said, "Okay, let's go out tomorrow to play..." You go to sleep first, I'm leaving. The trash can is next to it, if you want to vomit at night, just spit it out in the bucket, don't spit on the bed. ”

"Yes, let's go play tomorrow, we can play whatever we want... Zhilan's drinking slowed down. The bed is always the best place to go after drinking, and why not the best place to go for the day?

“md... I asked the old man what the world was like?" Xun Huan shook his head, heard the sound of the rental horn downstairs, covered Zhilan with a quilt, and then heard the last words of Zhilan...

“...。 You guess... What did the old man say?...。 ”

It was already evening, it was the time of the weather forecast on TV, and the voice of the female anchor was still sweet: "Kyoto will have a fine breeze of 2-3 degrees tomorrow, 8-10 degrees; Donghu will have a light rain and a sunny breeze of 2-3 degrees, 10-12 degrees; Fengyu will have a heavy rain and strong wind of 3-6 degrees tomorrow, 8-10 degrees; Fengcheng will have a light rain and a breeze of 3-4 degrees tomorrow, 12-13 degrees ......"

The anchoress's voice stopped abruptly, followed by the sound of the door closing. Xun Huan walked out of Zhilan's house and walked towards the taxi...

Inside the house, Zhilan's snoring was everywhere... Outside, the world is business as usual.

Is the world still business as usual?...