Chapter 290 The Normality of the Human World

Wen Daolun nodded after hearing this, and Tong Gao went to Qingxiang and took a few puffs before reluctantly returning to the seabed tree where he lived.

Wen Daolun said seriously: "No wonder you don't feel it, she can't enter your sea of ​​consciousness at all."

"Why?"

"People's consciousness sea has more or less instinctive protection to prevent foreign enemies from invading. I just look young, but in fact I am over three hundred years old. It is easy to sneak into other people's consciousness sea." Wen Daolun There was also curiosity in her eyes, "But she told me that the periphery of your sea of ​​consciousness is a maze. She went wrong several times and almost couldn't get out."

"Maze?" This answer was beyond He Lingchuan's expectation. "She can't break in violently?"

"You want her to break in violently?" Wen Daolun said amusedly, "If your consciousness is disturbed, you may become stupid."

So what’s the answer to the last time the gods broke in? He Lingchuan did feel sleepy and exhausted afterwards, and wished he could lie down and sleep for three days and three nights. But he was convinced that he was neither crazy nor stupid.

probably.

Does this mean that he is very durable?

"Tong Gao also mentioned that this layer of confusion is very tough and cannot be broken with her skills; and she vaguely felt that if she wanted to resort to force to break it, I'm afraid the consequences would be serious." Wen Daolun leaned back and said, "You What magical techniques have you practiced?”

He Lingchuan told them one by one, and Wen Daolun immediately said: "Based on your age and cultivation, it can't be the protection you built yourself. The people behind the scenes don't want to expose your true destiny. So -"

"Your profound blessings may be an artificial illusion." He breathed out softly, "This kind of situation where the body and soul are divided into two parts, each corresponding to a different fate, is really rare."

"The fate of the body and the soul...are different?" He Lingchuan's back felt a little numb. This was indeed his current situation!

"Human blessings are limited, and you cannot only have good luck forever. The backlash will be borne by your destiny, which is the so-called accumulation of external blessings and internal disasters, or external blessings and internal disasters!" Wen Daolun said eloquently, "Sunday The accumulation of blessings and misfortunes day after day will eventually break out. This is called suffering without blessings!"

He Lingchuan touched his chin and asked: "Tong Gao has not been able to break into my sea of ​​consciousness. You can say that I am a blessing from outside and a disaster from within just based on your inference?"

"Aren't there still two verses here?" Wen Daolun smiled, "Of course the most important thing is that you are not an exception. This kind of situation is rare, but I have seen it once before."

He Lingchuan blurted out: "Who?"

Wen Daolun shook his head: "It has nothing to do with you."

If he doesn't say it, no one here can force him.

He Lingchuan felt depressed and sighed: "Since there is a disaster, you have to tell me how to relieve it, right?"

"After the cataclysm of heaven and earth, your destiny is not determined by God, but also in your own hands."

He Lingchuan immediately remembered the original words of the old turtle: "There is no ending, called destiny." But what he wants now is a solution, a solution!

"Then let's take a look: you think of a word, and I'll help you unpack it." Wen Daolun moved the things on the table, put a glass of water in front of He Lingchuan, "Just the first word you can think of right now. , don’t overthink it!”

He asked He Lingchuan to decipher the first word he found for him subconsciously.

Now that Wen Daolun said this, He Lingchuan didn't think much. He reached out and dipped his hand in the water. His fingers hung in the air for a moment, and then he placed them on the wooden case and finished with a few strokes.

This word is——

Brave!

He Lingchuan really didn't think too much and just wrote from his heart.

If there is really a disaster, he thinks that this word may be what he needs most.

Wen Daolun stroked his beard and praised: "Young man is promising. Are you a patrolman, or have you joined the Gale Army?"

"Guard." He Lingchuan said seriously, "We are working hard to join the Gale Army."

"Okay, okay." Wen Daolun reached out and wrote the word "brave" on the table, "This is your word "brave". If you remove it, others will use the big clock, whether it is hanging or striking, they must go through you. Come and proceed; the second is the palace-forbidden alley, which is difficult to pass due to the high walls on both sides, so it is most convenient to walk through it. "

Hearing this, He Lingchuan murmured: "Making wedding clothes for others?"

Doesn’t this coincide with the old turtle’s verse?

"The word 'Yong' can also be placed next to a figure to form a 'figurine' or a doll." There happened to be a ceramic boy doll on the shelf behind Wen Daolun. He turned around to take it and put it on the low table.

This boy doll is not very delicate, and the clothes on his body are either red or green. He Lingchuan shuddered subconsciously when he saw the exaggerated and hypocritical smile on its face.

“I don’t need to say more about what the doll means, right?”

Sun Fuling whispered from the side: "What a 'body like a cage'."

"But the premise of these two words is that the word 'brave' has been taken away and the word 'strength' has been taken away." Wen Daolun said softly, "This word 'strength' may be your opportunity."

Being strong is the only way to change your destiny.

This principle seems to apply to any world.

He Lingchuan dipped his hands in water and wrote the word "Li" on the table. After looking at it for a long time, he coughed lightly and said, "Then the word 'Yong' can be added with Zou Zhi Di and three points of water."

That is "tong" and "yong".

It takes time to grow in strength. Is there any other way to avoid disaster before he is strong enough?

Wen Daolun asked him, "What do you think?"

"Can these two words be spelled together?" He Lingchuan asked nonsense, "Do you want me to run away when I encounter water?"

"Maybe." Wen Daolun smiled, "I said, after natural disasters, numerology is no longer accurate, your fate..."

"It's already decided but not yet." He Lingchuan was able to answer quickly, "I know."

This time, he seemed to understand, but also seemed not to understand completely.

It seems that both the old turtle and Wen Daolun like to be mysterious. Maybe they themselves only know half of it, or maybe this kind of thing is hard to explain clearly.

Wen Daolun stopped talking here, and took out a pocket chessboard from somewhere, and turned to Sun Fuling and said: "Sun girl, let's play another game?"

Sun Fuling was also very straightforward: "Okay, what are you going to lose this time, Mr. Wen?"

Wen Daolun was almost choked, and after a long time, he said: "Last time, it was just carelessness!"

Sun Fuling was motionless: "If you lose, come to Shumin Academy to give five classes."

"Two classes." Wen Daolun shook his head, "I don't have that much time."

The two bargained and finally decided on three classes.

Of course, if Sun Fuling lost, she didn't have to pay. With Wen Daolun's status, how could he ask for a prize from a junior?

He Lingchuan had no interest in playing chess. He forced himself to watch for a while, but then he fell asleep.

When Sun Fuling shook his sleeves, the carriage returned to Panlong City: "We are here."

He Lingchuan woke up immediately: "Mr. Wen lost again?"

Wen Daolun's beard was curled, but he did not deny it.

He did lose again, and lost even more miserably than the last time.

"You are so young, but your chess skills are really..." He sighed, "It reminds me of someone."

He Lingchuan asked on his behalf: "Who?"

"Mr. Zhong's beloved daughter." Wen Daolun got off the car after he finished speaking, stood on the ground and stretched.

In fact, the guards on the road had reported that the monster under the séance platform had escaped and was not caught.

He Lingchuan simply told Wen Daolun about the strange things that happened to the old woman, and then said, "I have no evidence, I just made a random inference for Mr. Wen to consider."

Wen Daolun did not interrupt him from beginning to end, and listened carefully before nodding and saying, "This information is useful, thank you very much."

Alas, it was time for another meeting, and Wen Daolun hurried back.

A large group of people also left with him.

The cold wind on the South Gate Square made Sun Fuling wrap her coat tightly. She was a little uncomfortable after getting off the warm carriage.

Seeing this, He Lingchuan said, "Let's go home."

He was slightly stunned after saying it.

However, there was nothing wrong with this sentence, as their homes were next to each other. Sun Fuling didn't seem to hear anything unusual, and nodded repeatedly, "Yeah!"

The two were about to climb into the carriage they hired, and Sun Fuling suddenly asked him again, "You look so bad today, what happened?"

He Lingchuan subconsciously said, "Nothing." This girl was too sharp, and he thought he had been covering it up well.

Sun Fuling stopped immediately and looked at him sideways: "Tell me. It's not wise to be depressed alone in Panlong City."

He finally sighed: "I just lost a comrade... a good comrade."

Mao Tao died, and he didn't even have time to burn two more pieces of paper money for this loyal subordinate.

And except for him, it seemed that no one cared about this matter or this person.

From the moment he was buried in the loess, this name was gone with the wind.

Sun Fuling gently pressed his wrist, and the warmth of her palm came through: "The world is impermanent, and life and death are the norm."

She didn't ask which comrade it was. In Panlong City, separation and death are the norm.

He Lingchuan nodded. What else can he do if he doesn't think so?

She asked again: "Did you light the lotus lantern?"

"What?" He didn't understand.

"Come with me."

Sun Fuling took him into the narrow street beside the square. There were a few houses with their doors open, and it was unclear whether they were businesses or residents.

Residents facing the street have the advantage of location. They can set up a small stall at the gate of the courtyard to do business.

Sun Fuling chose a store and walked over, saying, "Buy an ice lantern."

This store seemed to sell groceries. When the owner heard this, he turned around and walked back to the courtyard. Soon he came over with a string of ice lanterns.

The shape of the ice lantern was like a blooming lotus platform, with a large bowl mouth and very delicate carvings, even the texture of the petals was carved out.

There was a small candle in the lotus core, only one-third of the length of the little finger.

Sun Fuling paid the money, picked up the lantern, and walked out:

"The lanterns made by this store owner are the best."

Outside was the square, with a lake. The lake water was not frozen, and He Lingchuan could see the lazy figure of fat fish swimming.

Sun Fuling handed him the ice lantern: "Just put it in the lake, and the hot springs underground will push it out."

It was dusk at this time, and it would get dark quickly after the sun set.

He Lingchuan took a fire starter and lit the short candle. He held the lotus lantern and silently recited a few words, then gently placed it into the water.