After the safety glass door was opened, An Erle first shouted to the passengers who were still able to move to climb out of the bus, and then rescued the unconscious passengers.

Thanks to the assistance of a few passengers who escaped first, the emergency escape window on the roof of the car was opened, otherwise this small body would be happy and tired, and he would have to vomit blood.

It wasn't until the whole car was rescued that they were rescued to the First People's Hospital of Fuyun City, although they were more or less hung up, fortunately no one died, and An Erle's hanging heart was put down.

At this moment, he was suddenly startled by the voice of the old man, and sat up from the hospital bed with a 'poof'.

The little nurse hurriedly asked with concern, "Sir, what's wrong with you, is there anything uncomfortable?"

"Shut up. "Actually, Anerle is an old man.

The little nurse lost her face and shouted, "Doctor Zhang, come and see, this person's brain has been broken." ”

The car accident was a mass incident, which attracted the attention of the city leaders, and the doctors and nurses naturally worked hard.

When he saw An, he was sometimes contemplative, sometimes smiling, and saying strange things.

Final diagnosis: severe impact on the brain, possible nerve damage, direct ICU monitoring.

"Are you all done?

"Since you have entered the realm of life and death, you are the Destiny of Heaven, and my mission is to guide you to the right path. ”

"Sounds like a swagger. An Erle, who calmed down, felt that this was not a BUFF blessing.

"To get back to the point, don't you think it's because of you that you got into a car accident and you caused them a burden?"

"Can I summon you out to fight?" An Erle felt like he was about to reach the peak of his life.

The phantom of Qi Lao Dao flickered in An Erle's mind.

"Thousands of fates are in reincarnation, and fate is consciousness, born from the heart. Reincarnation is all things and cannot be avoided. The cycle of fate depends on each other, and it is mutually reinforcing. ”

"Stop, stop, stop, don't talk about these roundabouts, I'm from the Chinese department, and I'm not engaged in philosophy, what are these empty heads doing?"

Then An Erle's eyes rolled, and his face showed joy: "Can you do something practical, such as stealth and through the wall?"

"A thousand-foot platform begins with tired soil. The reincarnation of the ninth world has not yet begun, and the small skills you said are not worth mentioning, and when I finish refining Baiwei San, I will help you practice qi and build a foundation, get distracted, and fly away. But before that, you must master the basics, otherwise how can you complete the reincarnation of the Ninth World and reproduce the Heavenly Dao?"

"Okay, then you go on, I'd like to hear what you can come up with. ”

"Changing one's fate against the heavens, so one's fate can change, and reincarnation is chosen by one's fate. Karma emphasizes cause and effect, and only the mind moves, and reincarnation breeds in the way of heaven and is born from materialism. ”

"Idealism and materialism, the dialectical relationship?" An Erle seems to have opened up a little bit.

"Everyone's fate is different, and it can even change at any time, for example, this car accident is just a fateful fate, which has changed because of your existence. ”

"Reincarnation is different, there is only life and death. Life and death are opposites, but they are also mutually beneficial, and in the end it is a choice. ”

An Erle suddenly had the concept of quantum entanglement in his mind: "You chattering for a long time, aren't you Schrödinger's cat." ”

chased after another sentence: "Who said that there are only two forms of reincarnation, aren't you the third form? ”

Then Lao Dao didn't move, and An Erle thought that he had been hit, but in fact, Lao Dao's spiritual power was exhausted.

This night is peaceful and happy insomnia, for this adventure is naturally full of joy, although the old Taoist is a little unreliable, but people say that the reincarnation of fate is very high, and he will always get benefits.

An accident, the fate of peace and happiness can change dramatically.

The next day, Anerle, who returned to normal, naturally came out of the ICU, during which the city leaders came to condole, heard Anerle's deeds, and immediately awarded Fuyun City the Righteousness and Courage Award.

In this way, I returned to school with a certificate in my hand.

Although the environment of the school is still bad, An Erle swept away the decadence: You and other mortals are just ants, I am the one of destiny, and I have a heavy responsibility, and let you go around, wait for me to practice the immortal method, hum......

Yao Yiyi still asked about the whereabouts of the heart-shaped jade pendant, and she might have exchanged it for money.

Now Anerle insists that he has never seen it.

As for the good performance of the campus turmoil between Anerle, once the wind passes, it will fade.

After all, it is already the fourth year, and the students are busy with their graduation thesis, internship, or graduate school entrance examination.

Only An and Le soaked in the library every day, reading all kinds of Taoist classics with relish, but unfortunately still haven't figured out what fate reincarnation is.

Of course, the old way has also recovered a few times, anyway, the indoctrination of a hammer in the east and a stick in the west has made An Erle even more confused.

Now that even his only friend, Wang Sheng, is estranged, he always feels that An Erle has been stimulated and has a nerve problem.

The first snow in Nanhe City was earlier than in previous years, and the campus was a little deserted as the winter break approached.

An Erle stepped on the snow in the early morning, looked at the snow-capped campus, and a trace of melancholy crept into his heart.

He is an orphan who was adopted by an old Chinese medicine doctor from a small mountain village in Qiyun County since he was a child.

Since the death of his sophomore grandfather, he has once again been lonely.

Or maybe it's because of this background that he is competitive and arrogant.

Although the holiday dormitory was cut off from water and electricity, he could still move in, and he had not gone back for two years since the village chief forcibly took over the ancestral house.

Although the scenery of that small mountain village is beautiful, although there are countless memories of childhood.

In the end, Anerle did not go to the library, but took a bus to Shulu Garden, which is located in the western suburbs of Nanhe City.

A middle-aged man with a Chinese face warmly welcomed the door.

His name is Yao Qida, a funder of Anerle University and the mayor of Nanhe City.

"Uncle Yao, isn't Auntie at home? This is my gift to you and Auntie, I wish you a happy new year and good health. ”

"Xiaole, you haven't graduated yet, and you've learned the unhealthy tendencies in society? Yao Qida, who was originally kind, immediately cooled his face, a kind of majesty of a superior, not angry but mighty.

"Uncle Yao, it's not too late for you to take a look first, and then teach me a lesson. ”

In a black plastic bag, a scroll, a small cardboard box.

Yao Qida, with the assistance of the servant, pulled out the scroll and spread it on the coffee table in the living room.

'A grand plan' four big words, plus small words: Dapeng rises in the wind one day, shaking the clouds and the world. Sign-off: Lejing.

Yao Qi's eyebrows stretched, and he was about to be re-elected, and he was very likely to enter the provincial party committee.

And Yingtian is the old name of Jiangnan, and secretly admires this child for being thoughtful.

"Xiuyi but not charming enough, the body is strict and the penmanship is still shallow, you are commendable at this age, and you already have six or seven points of Zhao Mengfu's skills. But no matter how good the words are, don't count on me for your work. ”

He pointed to the carton and asked, "What did you give to your aunt?"