When they were about to flee the town, a blood-colored giant palm that covered the sky and the moon suddenly pressed down on the two of them from above the sky.

The fairy in white raised her sword to the sky and fought against it.

And Li Wanji, an ordinary man, as cannon fodder under the battle of the big guys, was shocked and spurted blood on the spot, and his eyes were black and he completely lost consciousness.

When he regained consciousness and woke up, he was already on the plain outside Tiantian Town.

Although the demon blood moon above his head was gone, the heavens and the earth were still dim, and there was no light in sight.

A scene of apocalyptic depression.

"How long have I been unconscious?"

Rubbing his eyebrows, which were still a little swollen, he asked out loud.

The fairy in white, who was meditating to recuperate from her injuries, responded, "Three days." ”

"Thank you fairy for saving your life!"

Although in this extremely weird dream, he can be resurrected with full blood after death, Li Wanji still sincerely thanks.

The resurrection is real, but so is the pain that preceded death.

"I Bai Jiu will do what I say, and I will never lose my trust in this life! Since I promised to take you out to find the best doctor to treat your brain, I will definitely take you away safely!"

The woman named Bai Jiu looked at Li Wanji with caring eyes for the mentally retarded and said.

Although she was still as paralyzed as usual, and there was a kind of indifference between her words, Li Wanji felt that this girl was really a good person.

"Fairy Bai Jiu, what happened to the monk named Sun Bai just now? Obviously he was just a pure pervert before, why did he suddenly mutate into a tentacle monster?"

"This person should have strayed into the forbidden area of life back then, and was lodged by the demon fetus because he had too many evil thoughts, and he fell into a monster. Speaking of which, I also have a puzzle, you don't have any spiritual power in your body, how did you force out the true body of the demon fetus in the other party's body?"

Bai Jiu frowned puzzled.

Generally speaking, unless there is extreme anger or a life-and-death crisis, such demons will manifest their true form.

But the young man in front of him with a brain problem is just a mortal, and he has no power to make this monster manifest.

However, thanks to the other party's exposure of the true body and the overflow of demonic energy, he was able to detect it and come to the rescue in time.

Li Wanji's old face almost turned red, and his face did not change and said awe-inspiringly: "I just simply greeted his wife and kindly told him a story to relieve his boredom." By the way, fairy, you have been injured so badly, why don't you go to the nearby Yuntian Sect to recuperate first?"

Change the subject in a timely manner.

Unexpectedly, Bai Jiu, who heard this, was full of pity for the fool:

"The Cloud Heaven Sect was destroyed as early as five hundred years ago, and now there are no living beings in the entire Heavenly Tilting Forbidden Zone. ”

Yuntian Sect ...... 500 years ago...... Perished?

Wait a minute!

In Li Wanji's mind, an extremely terrifying and bold idea suddenly came to life!

I traveled twice in my dream and came to five hundred years later!

I just wanted to ask again, but suddenly I had a very real feeling.

It's like dreaming on weekdays, and you will perceive it in advance before you wake up.

He knew that he would wake up from this dream.

......

......

Open your eyes.

The golden morning light poured into the room, and the familiar ceiling of the bookstore.

On the street outside, there was a pleasant noise of cars and horses and the sound of traders bargaining, and the world was calm and peaceful.

As if everything had happened before, it was really just a ridiculous dream.

Li Wanji touched his neck and chest, and the pain of death by being cut off and pierced through his heart is still fresh in his memory.

This kind of strange and bizarre thing, just by one person's thoughts, will definitely not come up with results.

So after getting dressed and washed, he didn't open the door of the bookstore to welcome customers as usual, but walked towards the academy at the southern end of the town.

After a while, he walked to the only humble school in the town.

It was morning class time, and Su Zijing, who was dressed simply and plainly, stood in front of the table, and more than a dozen immature schoolchildren below were reading loudly.

What is recited is a chapter that has been circulating in the Tianxuan Continent for thousands of years, and has been handed down by Confucian sages.

Li Wanji couldn't help but murmur to himself, if these schoolchildren knew about the articles they were reading, and the original author was in front of them, the scene would definitely be extremely interesting.

"Wanji, look at your frowns and worries, what happened?"

After leaving the teacher training for the students to read on their own, Mr. Zijing put down the scroll in his hand and walked out of the school hall and asked gently.

Li Wanji hesitated slightly, and said: "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that I just had a terrible nightmare that was quite real, which made me a little uneasy." ”

"What kind of nightmare?"

"In the dream, Lao Fang and Mr. Su, you, and everyone in Tianqing Town died, leaving me alone. ”

Faced with such a naïve and ridiculous reason, Mr. Zijing really thought seriously for a moment before he spoke:

"People are going to die. ”

Hearing this answer, Li Wanji's heart sank.

I always feel that there is something meaningful, and I am paving something.

For example, half a month ago, he abruptly entrusted the bookstore to himself and left the old party in town.

"Alas, it would be nice if everyone were legendary immortals. Li Wanji sighed, and said tentatively with a yearning on his face: "Doesn't it always be said in the book, immortals are separated, and the mana of immortals is boundless and long-lasting, and there is no difficulty in this world that can stump immortals." ”

Mr. Zijing knocked Li Wanji's head with the scroll in his hand, and chuckled: "There has never been an eternal thing in this world. The so-called immortals are just people who live longer and are a little stronger, people have some worldly troubles, and immortals have immortal avenue calamities, and the two cannot be connected, so there is no need for Mu Ai. ”

Well, Li Wanji admitted that he had a low level of education, and he didn't understand it at all.

However, Mr. Zijing seems to have a kind of magical power that makes people feel calm, and after a few words of conversation, Li Wanji is no longer panicked.

"Mr. Zijing, the student has one last question. If the future outcome of an event is already predestined, then all the efforts we make now are meaningless. ”

As he was leaving, he asked one of the most worrying questions in his heart.

In that strange dream, five hundred years later, the Tianxuan Continent was a miserable scene like the end of the world.

Mr. Zijing pondered for a long time, and did not rush to answer this question, but asked rhetorically: "There is a thing in the world, named mayfly, born towards the morning light, and died in the evening clothes, in the eyes of all opportunities, is its life extremely short and sad?"

Li Wanji nodded, "There is only one day of life, which is indeed short and pitiful." ”

"People live for a hundred years, and they spend a day. In the eyes of the idler, it is indeed very sad and pitiful. But for the day of death, before it became an adult and turned into wings, it hibernated in the water for several years, waiting for the day when its wings were born, and went out to see the world, without drinking or eating until it died of exhaustion. There are many things in this world, even if you know that you can't do it, but you must do it, not for the result, but to see the process. ”

Having said this, Mr. Zijing paused in his words and continued: "Just like the world thinks that mayflies have a short lifespan and are pitiful, but mortals who can only live for a hundred years, in the eyes of immortals who have lived for a long time, what is the difference between them and mayflies?"

......

......

Out of the academy.

Li Wanji's heart was like unloading a 10,000-pound stone and regained his spirit.

Regardless of whether that weird dream is true or not, the most important thing is to live the present moment, and it is useless to dwell too much.

At the very least, before the end of the world, find a beautiful daughter-in-law to live a happy life with a wife and children, otherwise wouldn't it be a blood loss?

Thinking about marrying his daughter-in-law, he felt as if he had forgotten something very important.

When he returned to the bookstore in a comfortable mood, he was so familiar with chopping wood and starting a fire to start making breakfast, and preparing a bowl of fragrant eggs and green onion noodles to treat himself.

After getting up and down, he went to the small vegetable garden in the yard to pick chives.

In the vegetable garden, he recalled the white-clothed fairy named Bai Jiu in his dream, and always felt that this name was inexplicably familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

Hey, where is it?

Li Wanji, who had such doubts, saw that the heat was about the same, so he got up and opened the lid of the pot.

“duang！”

The lid of the pot fell to the floor.

The pot where the noodles were supposed to float is now empty.

I was stolen and eaten by that ghost thing of unknown origin again!

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