After all, this is what the Book of Life and Death is in charge of.
As its owner and manager, Li Kui can sometimes use functions beyond his current authority, but this must be discussed!
The Book of Life and Death is completely different from the two magic weapons of Chi Xiao and Shui Long.
He has a truly mature spiritual wisdom, and his existence is of great significance. He has a very large and tedious work content. Even though Li Kui has accepted one test after another, he cannot be ordered to do anything illegal.
Zhao Nichang's matter was reached through friendly discussions.
The reason why the Book of Life and Death readily agreed to Li Kui's request was because the underworld in this world had just returned, and many things were in progress, especially the restoration of previous work.
After disappearing for thousands of years, the dead creatures in the world cannot be simply summarized by simple numbers.
People, animals, plant elves, monsters, including reincarnation matters, etc. What the Book of Life and Death needs to do is to re-categorize and save their life and death information in past and present lives, and restore the proper order.
It’s not hard to imagine how much work this requires! !
Lao Cui completed his mission and responsibilities and reincarnated gracefully, but the book of life and death still had to clean up the mess left behind, and at the same time evaluate the new manager-Li Kui.
Thinking of this, you can probably understand why he didn't have a good attitude toward Li Kui in the past!
busy!
The kind who is so busy that he vomits blood!
That is to say, because of the re-recording of information on all living beings, Su Huaiqing's past and present lives were naturally included in it. Therefore, as soon as Li Kui discussed this matter with the Book of Life and Death, he quickly agreed.
on the other hand.
Now that Su Huaiqing's reincarnation can be found, the next question is how to take it out.
The existence of the Book of Life and Death itself is too special.
It's not that Li Kui can't take it out, but he doesn't want to cause unnecessary troubles.
A mere underworld ghost, a middle-level figure in the underworld, actually holds the most precious book of life and death. Zhao Nichang is not a fool. Even if Li Kui uses other excuses to fool him, she will definitely be able to think of this afterwards.
For Li Kui, there is no need!
So, after repeated consideration, Li Kui decided to ask Meng Ci for help. If Empress Meng presented the book of life and death, it would not only be logical, but the effect would be more credible than if Li Kui presented it.
So much so that Meng Ci was surprised when he heard that the Book of Life and Death would agree to Li Kui's request.
However, it can be seen from the side that he is satisfied with Li Kui.
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"let's start."
Meng Ci's thoughts moved slightly.
"Wow--"
There was only a sound of turning pages.
The book of life and death immediately showed its supreme power. The pages filled with names, horoscopes, Yang Shou, and Yin Shou were turned over at a dizzying speed. In less than a moment, they suddenly stopped.
A name appears on the page.
Meng Ci looked intently, and saw that what was only a few lines in the book were magnified countless times in the spiritual platform, covering everything, and he could see everything about this person's past and present life, and all kinds of good and evil deeds.
Su Huaiqing...
The general, who was dressed in military uniform and had an arrow in his neck, fell to the ground amid thousands of troops.
Yes, it's him.
The shadow of a coquettish Flower of the Other Shore seemed to appear in the depths of Meng Ci's pupils. A wisp of mana lingered on her fingertips, and she lifted it slightly.
But he saw the light and shadow of a man suddenly appear in mid-air, his face looked slightly pale.
"That's him, the reincarnation of your husband Su Huaiqing."
Meng Ci glanced at Zhao Nichang.
Zhao Nichang looked up excitedly and anxiously, and that somewhat delicate face came into view. Judging from the age, he was about thirty-five, but it made Zhao Nichang feel strange and familiar at the same time.
Familiarity is because of the blessing of beautiful memories, and because Zhao Nichang knows that he is the reincarnation of An Yi. But the strange thing is that he has nothing in common with Su Huaiqing. This sense of conflict made Zhao Nichang unable to recover for a long time.
Suddenly, Zhao Nichang opened her mouth and asked, "Is it really him?"
Meng Ci could also understand Zhao Nichang's mood at the moment, and once again gave an affirmative reply: "Of course."
"What's his name and where is he now?"
Zhao Nichang's voice was a little trembling when she spoke.
I saw the light and shadow of the man in mid-air twisting and transforming into a ray of mana that penetrated between Zhao Nichang's eyebrows.
The latter closed his eyes slightly to accept the information. When he opened his eyes again, he already had the answer in his heart.
Zhao Nishang pushed the golden mountain and poured the jade pillar, and knelt in front of Empress Meng and kowtowed: "Nishang thanks Empress Meng for her great kindness. If you need anything in the future, Nishang and all the Tangshan monsters will do their best for you."
This kind of commitment is not important to Mengci.
But Zhao Nichang's attitude satisfied Empress Meng, and her help was not in vain. Immediately, Meng Ci raised his hand and threw a medicine bottle to Zhao Nichang: "This is the medicine sent by Li Kui. You are still very weak now, so be careful."
The cold porcelain bottle made Zhao Nichang feel mixed inside.
"Please rest assured, Madam, Nishang will be careful and will not miss any important events."
She held the porcelain bottle tightly and said respectfully: "Nishang will take your leave first."
then.
Meng Ci watched Zhao Nichang leave, the book of life and death disappeared from her palms, and she lay back on the rocking chair again.
At this time, the little spirit baby flew in from outside the house and said with a smile: "Zhao Nichang's matter has been successfully resolved. It seems that Li Guizhi can finally feel relieved."
"Hmph, it doesn't matter what that guy does."
Meng Ci looked disdainful and closed his eyes.
With a smile in her eyes, the little Lingying swung her body nimbly in a circle in mid-air, suppressing a smile and said, "But at the beginning, the empress repeatedly emphasized to Zhao Nichang that it was Li Guishi's credit."
"What, did I say something wrong?"
Meng Ci opened his eyes slightly.
Danger! !
The little Lingying stuck out her tongue, and the smile on her lips quickly faded. She raised her chubby little face and said seriously: "Everything you say is right, and everything you do is right. The empress is the most beautiful fairy in the world!!!"
Meng Ci said nothing, but the corners of his mouth curved upward.
The little guy's mouth is quite sweet.
"Let me help you change a song."
The little Lingying laughed twice in his heart, flew straight to the cabinet dedicated to storing records, selected it, took out a vinyl record that he liked to listen to, and put it on the gramophone to play.
When the needle moved, light music quietly echoed in the room.
A good spring day is not as good as a dream, in which the grass is fragrant.
You carry your dreams with you.
Blue sky, white clouds, green mountains and green water
There is also a light breeze blowing the setting sun~
The rocking chair shook slightly, and Meng Ci tapped the armrest with her fingers.
Yuntian Village.
Located in a remote mountainous area, it is a village that relies on mountains and water.
There is a school on the east side of the village.
It was a large house made of piled stones, with a hole in the roof. It looked in tatters.
But it is indeed the only school in Yuntian Village.
"When humans are born, their nature is good. Their natures are similar, but their habits are far apart..."
There are seven children in the classroom sitting on old tables and chairs, reading carefully.
After a while, the man on the podium gently closed the book and spoke in a hoarse voice: "Today is the last lesson I will give you."
The children sitting on the stools stared at Teacher Wen's pale face, seeming to understand something.
"teacher……"
"teacher!!"
For a moment, choking voices sounded one after another.
"you……"
The man suddenly covered his mouth and coughed a few times, silently put his hands behind his back, his bloodshot eyes reflected on the children's simple faces, and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, a new teacher will be here soon. Continue to teach you, if you want to leave the village and go to a bigger place, you must study hard!"
Immediately afterwards.
"alright."
The man's eyebrows were gentle and he said, "We are finished with get out of class today. Let's go home and have dinner."
Even though the children were reluctant to leave, they picked up their books and walked out of the school in front of the man's firm attitude of waving goodbye. Their small figures blended into the fields and were soon obscured by the terraces.
However, one little girl stayed.
She came to the man, wiped the tears from her eyes, and choked with sobs: "Teacher, are you still checking your homework today?"
"Well, it's the last time."
The man said hoarsely: "Go over and wait for me first."
"Good teacher."
The little girl nodded and walked outside.
Only then did the man bring the hand hidden behind his back to his eyes. The scarlet blood in his palm looked particularly shocking, but he took out the white silk and wiped it clean as usual.
He struggled to pick up the stool, closed the door and left the classroom.
The man walked very slowly step by step, went straight to the open space on the right side of the school, and sat down on a stool.
He said: "It's time to start."
The girl bowed respectfully to the teacher, and then danced ballet.
Although her movements are not so graceful, her serious expression and skillful and standardized dance movements show that the little girl has put in a lot of hard work and has a slight smile on her lips.
She is enjoying dancing.
As usual, the man would correct her movements from time to time and tell the little girl the essentials.
About twenty minutes later.
"Practice hard in the future and don't slack off." The man warned softly.
"Well, teacher, I will definitely practice well."
The little girl looked at the teacher's increasingly pale face and said sadly: "I will never see you again, teacher."
"Go home now."
The man wanted to reach out and touch the student's head, but found that he couldn't do it for a while, so he had to say: "I went to the county town with my parents, so we can't delay our studies, you know?"
"knew."
The little girl bit her lower lip: "Teacher, I'm going back."
"Go ahead."
The man watched the student's figure go away and closed his eyes tiredly.
Just saying a few words had consumed all his energy, and he even wanted to fall to the ground.
But the weather was good today. The golden sunshine spread softly on my face, and the warmth made my body, which was in severe pain, feel a little comfortable. He tapped his right leg lightly with his fingers, but there was a faint sound of metal touching.
"tread!"
Suddenly, there was a distinct sound of footsteps coming from far away.
"Wen Xue'an?"
A female voice seemed to have a somewhat complicated meaning.
Wen Xue'an slowly opened his eyes and saw a very beautiful woman wearing simple clothes. She had a beautiful face and a pair of phoenix eyes, and hesitantly said: "Are you Teacher Jin Yan who is here to teach?"
Zhao Nichang was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
"The village chief said you wouldn't arrive until tomorrow, but I didn't expect you to come today."
As he spoke, Wen Xue'an's voice became hoarse and even almost lost his voice. If you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't even be able to hear what he was saying.
Zhao Nichang's eyes narrowed.
She knew that Wen Xue'an's vocal cords were not damaged and mute, but were affected by cancer in his body.
"There happened to be a bus going up the mountain, so I came directly."
Zhao Nichang replied.
Wen Xue'an nodded imperceptibly, his eyebrows knitting together: "Please wait for me to rest for a while."
Seeing Wen Xue'an's painful look, Zhao Nichang's heart felt like a huge stone was blocked. Unexplainable complex emotions spread throughout her body. A wisp of golden-red mist floated quietly from her fingertips and floated into Wen Xue'an's body.
"Teacher Wen, given your physical condition, why are you here?"
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Wen Xue'an suddenly felt that his extremely painful body felt much better. He also had the strength to look at Zhao Nichang and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Because this place is beautiful."
"Beautiful?"
Zhao Nichang raised her eyes and looked forward.
What is the beauty of a very ordinary and very poor mountain village?
Wen Xue'an seemed to see Zhao Nichang's thoughts and smiled slightly: "If you only see its poverty, you will naturally not see its beauty."
The school is located on a higher ground and has a panoramic view of the village.
The houses built on the mountain are scattered in an orderly manner. They are all stone houses and adobe houses. Some are hidden among tall trees. There are many villagers working in the terraced fields, which has a unique sense of beauty.
If you look further into the distance, you will see a donkey pulling dry firewood forward on the uneven stone road.
Followed by a boy who was only five or six years old. He held a whip in his hand, shouted and drove away familiarly, and sang folk songs while jumping up and down. The singing echoed on the mountain road.
This was reflected in Wen Xue'an's eyes.
In his mind, this is a primitive and peaceful mountain village.
At the same time, it was also the place chosen by Wen Xue'an, where he would die.
Zhao Nichang glanced at Wen Xu'an and understood the meaning of his words. She immediately put away her complicated and unspeakable emotions, squatted next to Wen Xu'an, and asked curiously: "When I came here just now, I saw you teaching that child to dance.
"Is Teacher Wen still in charge of dance classes?"
Hearing this, Wen Xue'an couldn't help but smile.
It's really strange to say that his energy is inexplicably better at this time, and the severe pain caused by cancer has also been relieved a lot. This made Wen Xue'an more interested in talking. In addition, the other party was a new teacher, so he spoke explained:
"No, it's not what you think.
"Usually, we still teach them to read, recognize, and write. This is the main purpose."
As he spoke, Wen Xue'an couldn't help but have a somewhat complicated tone:
"The little girl's name is Liao Chunmin. Her family situation is better than that of other children. Her parents have been working in the city for many years and must have made a lot of money. Now they want to take her to school in the city."
"She has a financial foundation and is interested in learning ballet, so I taught her the basic skills of ballet."
At this point, Wen Xue'an still reminded the teacher who came to teach: "Most of the children who come to school are left-behind children. Deep down, they want to change the status quo and change their own destiny, so teaching them to read is enough. !”
Knowledge alters your fate.
He had also said this to Li Kui before.
This time it was Zhao Nichang.
I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, Wen Xue'an was the foreshadowing! ! !
Ha ha ha ha.
Happy New Year's Eve to everyone. In the Year of the Rabbit, we will make great achievements. Every book lover and friend should be healthy and make a lot of money!
