Chapter 755: The Story of Late Youth

Huge raindrops hit the roof of the car, like the sound of war drums beating in unison, resounding throughout the world.

Zhou Mingrui changed into a black suit and a plain white tie and came outside the largest church in the city.

He opened his umbrella, and after successfully paying on WeChat, he walked into the dense crowd.

There were luxury cars parked everywhere, and he, the only one who came by taxi, seemed a little out of place, but he was not in the mood to care about those minor details.

"Please come in." The security guard nodded to him.

After verifying his identity, Zhou Mingrui walked into the church along the carpeted path.

The church is also full of candles, with candlelight like mountains and seas, the organ plays low mass music, and a white hexagonal coffin is placed on the altar.

The person presiding over this mourning ceremony was not a priest, but a girl with black hair and golden eyes.

Her long hair was as shiny as silk, with thin bangs at the front. She was wrapped in a black evening gown, like a proud black swan.

The moment he appeared on the stage, a group of reporters carrying cameras surrounded him like flies, blocking him at the front so that Zhou Mingrui could not see anything.

Finding a seat and sitting down, Zhou Mingrui propped up his chin and looked at the coffin quietly.

To be honest, as a friend, Ricardo is pretty good.

She often pushes the WeChat accounts of some beautiful girls to me, and turns meals into blind dates from time to time. She also sends herself color pictures every day without worrying about whether she needs them.

Oh, and the last time I asked Miss Huang Beibei to treat me to dinner, after ordering a meal worth 100,000 yuan at a Michelin restaurant, the person disappeared.

In the end, it was Ms. Huang Beibei who paid for me and avoided the fate of entering the White Horse Club next door and using steel wool to clean the dishes.

Except these things are a bit of a headache.

He's quite nice.

Zhou Mingrui did not look at the "remains" lying in the coffin. It is said that the murderer's methods were extremely cruel. After the police arrived at the scene, Ricardo found that there was no intact part of his body.

The death was so tragic.

"Isn't this Master Shangguan?"

"Master Duanmu, long time no see. Murong and Young Master Ye are here too?"

Zhou Mingrui looked at the four rich second generations who were chatting aside.

It was only then that he discovered that many of the guests invited to attend Ricardo's funeral were still talking about business, being polite to each other, and taking this opportunity to get to know each other.

Obviously a young man died, but no one seemed willing to sincerely mourn for Ricardo.

Zhou Mingrui was silent for a while, then suddenly stood up and walked out. He didn't want to stay in this sad place for a long time.

"Zhou Mingrui? Wait a minute." Someone called him.

Zhou Mingrui turned around and found that it was Miss Lu Mingfei.

Her eyes were as gray as gold dust, cold as ice, and unsmiling, but she didn't know why, but Zhou Mingrui felt like

'She seemed to have an angry lion in her eyes. ’

Such a sentence automatically appeared in Zhou Mingrui's mind.

The quiet grove behind the church.

Zhou Mingrui and Concubine Lu Mingrui were walking side by side on the path with tombstones on both sides. Ricardo's sister Lu Mingxu rushed toward Concubine Lu Mingxi as if she were reunited after a long separation.

"Sister~." Lu Mingzhu hung on the other party and cried:

"Brother Ricardo has been bullying me during your absence! He has occupied my people, but he cannot occupy my heart."

Could it be that I misjudged that beast Ricardo?

Hearing the news of this explosion, Zhou Mingrui felt as if his sadness just now was fed to a dog.

Concubine Lu Ming on the side turned visibly green.

She seemed to use all her strength to peel off the little gothic lolita Lu Minghao from her body.

"Let's play together!" Concubine Lu Ming said in a serious tone: "Why didn't you be buried with him?!"

Lu Mingzhao stuck out her tongue and put on her condescending expression again, as if Ricardo's death had no impact on her at all.

There is something a little abnormal about this family.

"You" Concubine Lu Ming turned to look at him, opened her mouth and said:

"Ricardo told me about you and Taichu Group's bid to purchase your company. I will continue to help you."

Zhou Mingrui was a little surprised.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

After Concubine Lu Ming said this, she still kept a gloomy expression and walked forward, neither letting Zhou Mingrui leave nor saying another word.

Zhou Mingrui felt that she might be acting like this because she was too sad.

"Please have your condolences."

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The two of them walked like this for a while, and Concubine Lu Ming suddenly stopped and stood in front of a newly dug cemetery.

Lu Ming just stared at the cemetery in a daze. There was an unnamed tombstone next to it.

Too sad?

Zhou Mingrui sighed silently. He was not a talkative person, but he decided to find a topic:

"I didn't know you were Ricardo's sister. I contributed one month's salary to the tickets for your first concert. The singing and dancing were very energetic."

"What do you think of the scenery here?" Concubine Lu Ming heard this, pointed to the tomb, and asked slowly: "Do you like it here?"

"?" Zhou Mingrui was stunned.

He didn't notice a hill in the distance behind him.

"It's really yours." A girl with eyebrows as dark as distant mountains, black hair reaching her waist, and platinum eyes slowly lowered her telescope.

"Don't make a move first." Ricardo, who was being strangled by Cangqiong Dharma and rolled his eyes, struggled to say: "Listen first. Listen to my explanation."

"The form in front of the tomb is stable, you don't need to explain." Su Yuling said.

"Sister, would you like to have some afternoon tea first?" Lu Mingxu put a plate of snacks on the table and persuaded:

"You've tried it many times. You can't kill your brother with normal methods~"

Su Yuling crossed her legs and looked at the exquisite snacks and cakes brought by Lu Mingxu. Together with the white ceramic cups, it turned into an afternoon tea party for a noble lady.

"What a rude little brat."

Ripples appeared on the sky and Su Yuling's body at the same time, as if the water was rippling.

After a while, the Cang Qiong Dharma Appearance changed into Su Yuling's appearance, and Su Lin was sitting on the chair just now.

Then the scene changed to a girl using her slender arms and amazing grip strength to grab a man's neck with one hand and lift him high.

Which one is Su Lin?

Both.

Su Yuling is his image in the dream world. From the moment he entered this world, Su Lin was fixed on the identity of 'Su Yuling', synchronizing with the background and setting of the dream world.

It's a bit like waking up after a long sleep.

It just so happens that the Dharma of the Sky is Su Lin's inseparable spiritual body, so he was also brought into this dream world.

And because the person of the First Firmament still exists, the power is not limited.

Click.

Ricardo's neck was broken.

The sky was retracted, Su Lin's hair grew again, the lines on his face became softer, and his bones also underwent some detailed changes.

Su Yuling took out the mirror, looked at my most beautiful face in the world, and sneered: "You should be lucky that everyone is dispersed and not in the same place, otherwise"

"What else?" Ricardo crooked his neck and climbed up from the ground, pointed in the direction of Zhou Mingrui, and smiled:

"The identity of the popular idol Disaster Witch was prepared for myself!"

"If it weren't for the fact that he seems to be more interesting to you, I would have planned to personally take action in a while and fill the emptiness in my brother's heart with the plot of a mysterious idol moving next door!"

"Don't you think it would be interesting to trick a frigid friend who has lost his memory and make him fall in love with you?"

"Especially the moment when he wakes up and doubts his life."

"It does seem interesting." Su Lin smoothed his hair, pushed all the loose hair to the back of his head, and tied it up with a rope.

"Do you understand me?!" Ricardo said in surprise: "You have evolved to this extent."

"No, I mean, Lu Mingfei, you have to work hard." Su Lin picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "I want to watch this."

There was no sound on the other end of the intercom.

Since he didn't speak, he must have agreed.

Ricardo, or Lao Lu, precisely because he had a backup identity in this dream world, no matter what Su Lin did, it was like he had unlocked his health and would not really disappear from this dream world.

But Lu Mingfei was a bit unlucky.

Ricardo's identity was occupied by Lao Lu, so the moment he appeared in this world, he automatically logged into the witch account created by Lao Lu.

This shameless thing played Sims in this dream world. After transforming into a girl, he ran to the stage to sing, dance and rap, and became a top idol.

"Am I the goddess of light in his subconscious mind?" Su Lin frowned.

"Not entirely, mainly because I felt that this image didn't need to be wasted, so I tried to find a way to remind him of the goddess of light." Lao Lu sat slumped on the chair and smiled weakly:

"So even if you kill me, you won't be able to change back to your original image in this world~"

The old road helped to recall, and Klein strengthened the cognition. Using the image of the 'Goddess of Light' and the Su Lin he recognized in his mind as a template, he fooled the world and created a wrong individual.

"Has his death-seeking intensity always been this high?" Su Lin pointed at Lao Lu and asked Lu Mingsu.

click

"No" Lao Lu straightened his neck and said:

"If I hadn't been suddenly trapped in this world and couldn't get out, I wouldn't have played like this. I just didn't expect you to find a way in so quickly."

Lu Mingfei accommodated the City of Disaster. When Lao Lu discovered that Klein's dream was subtly gathering all the essence, he had nothing to do and took Lu Mingze to this dream world.

Similar to Su Lin's influence on dreams through the connection between Nascent Soul, Tianzun and Primordial.

Originally I just wanted to find a place to play and spend time.

But as I played, the world quietly changed.

I don’t know when that layer will appear, affecting the innate aura with blindness and ignorance, dissolving all things, and the amorphous and imageless chaos that permeates the boundaries of this dream world.

Promotion to the old days?

This kind of battle couldn't be done in the old days.

"And you weren't kicked out?" Lao Lu was very surprised: "The character Su Yuling should be declared dead."

Su Lin raised his hand, and the fallen emblem of the reverse Kabbalah Tree of Life appeared on the back of his hand.

The moment he woke up, there was indeed a force surrounding him, and it was as if he saw unfathomable vast darkness in front of his eyes.

At that time, the badge dispelled the darkness.

"It seems that Tianzun did leave a backup plan." Su Lin seemed to understand something: "Troublesome guy"

Probably because of his previous integration experience with Meng Wangle, he found an alternative promotion ceremony.

It seemed like a helpless compromise, and he also used Naia's status to create a reality to admit that Klein's divine side was just for Su Lin and others to see, in order to make them relax their vigilance and ignore or give up interfering with the dream world.

In fact, if Tianzun had given up the confrontation and lost all his ego, even if Klein's promotion was towards the direction of the blind and foolish god, Su Lin and others would not be targeted and rejected when they entered the dream world.

There is only one reason why the dream world would be so abnormal.

"He is still there."

[Tianzun has retained a certain self, which is not in Zhou Mingrui, but in the bodies of all things in the dream world, so even I will be rejected. ]

--Informer·Original Creator

Zhou Mingrui believed that death was a very heavy thing.

But he still lay in the newly dug grave at the suggestion of the 'Witch of Disaster' and tried whether Ricardo was comfortable.

This caused him to be covered in mud!

After returning home, taking a shower and changing clothes, Zhou Mingrui began to ponder, who would have a problem with a happy and carefree rich second-generation boy?

"Alas," he sighed.

He was not a policeman or a detective, so it was useless to think so much.

He looked at the city scenery outside the window at sunset, and the busy viaduct, and gradually fell into a state of loss, a sense of powerlessness was spreading.

As time passed, the sky became chaotic and hazy, and the night began to fall, with stars dotted in the sky.

'It is said that Ricardo had many girlfriends before, and there were many reports condemning him. His current girlfriend is overseas and has not returned yet. Could it be a murder of love? '

It is possible.

Zhou Mingrui felt that he was very good at adjusting his mood. It took him only a short while to free himself from the sadness of his friend's departure.

There is no way, life must go on

This is what reason tells him.

Ding Dong!

Ding Dong!

Ding Dong!

The ringing of the clock woke him up. Zhou Mingrui looked back at the alarm clock on the wall, then at the time on his mobile phone, and went forward to fiddle with the hands to turn it back to the correct position.

This alarm clock was bought from an antique shop. It is a few years old, but it needs to be adjusted every once in a while.

"Go downstairs to buy some dinner..."

He looked at the community and found that there were not many people, so he opened the window, jumped onto the windowsill, and jumped down skillfully.

In the wind, his body was light and even his troubles seemed to be blown away.

Since becoming an assassin, this is his favorite thing to do.

After a moment, he was like a feather.

Landed steadily. Zhou Mingrui did not continue to move, but stared blankly at a girl carrying a suitcase in front of him. She walked out from the corner in front, with dark blue hair, a feminine face, and a dress with pleated lace.

A little familiar.

"Brother Zhou?" She said in surprise.

"Huaizhi." Zhou Ming's pupils shrank: "Motoko?"

He seemed to remember something. Reincarnation space, mission, Huaizhi, Marvel copy.

"Come and help me carry my luggage." Huaizhi said, "I'm back from studying abroad."

"Oh oh." Zhou Mingrui's pupils gradually returned to normal.

He remembered that Huaizhi Motoko was the child of his neighbor, so he was his childhood sweetheart?