Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

Gu Nan was stunned for a moment, perhaps a little surprised why Ying Zheng asked her this question, or perhaps thinking about how to answer it.

After thinking about it, she said.

"Dissipates between heaven and earth, and becomes obliterated."

She didn't talk about rebirth, and she didn't talk about reincarnation. There is still room for such a statement.She has never died, so there is no way to explain it clearly, so she can only answer with nowhere else to go.Moreover, this is also a result that she can understand.

"Then, what does it feel like?" Ying Zheng pressed his eyes back on the desk.

"I don't feel anything."

In this era, people's explanations about the afterlife are incomplete, and no one can explain clearly.Many times, people choose to let nature take its course.

But the young man in front of him seemed to be caught in a kind of obsession.

"Does everyone die?"

"They'll all die."

"Sir too?"

"I can do it too."

Ying Zheng's eyes were gloomy, and he seemed to lower his head in disappointment.

"Is there really no other place to go?" But after a while, he said eagerly again.

Gu Nan pursed her lips. She could have said scientific and practical theories and sayings, but she herself may be a special existence. If people really leave their own bodies and have nowhere to go, then how did she come here?

She couldn't understand, so she could only shake her head in the end.

"Maybe more, I don't know."

"That's it." Ying Zheng's eyes lit up, maybe what he wanted wasn't a definite answer.

It was someone who told him that maybe there was still such a place, instead of turning into a vain after death.

He thought for a long time, and finally asked.

"Mr. Gu, can people live forever?"

Gu Nan looked at Ying Zheng, the first time he looked at him like this.Yingzheng in history can also be regarded as a great talent and strategy, but he has a pursuit, a pursuit that goes far beyond the entire era, in order to live forever.

Perhaps it was this pursuit that led him to embark on an extreme path until he perished.

"Zhenger..."

"Sir, man, can you live forever?" Ying Zheng interrupted Gu Nan, his eyes sparkling with eagerness.

Gu Nan was silent for a while.

"Zheng'er, have you ever seen or heard of someone living forever? Or, have you seen that fairy mansion? You shouldn't be confused, you should understand that it's just an attachment."

The eagerness in Ying Zheng's eyes gradually dissipated, and with his intelligence, it was naturally impossible for him not to understand.

"A person is only a hundred years old, so longevity can only be false."

The only sound left in the courtyard was the rustling of leaves and the light fall of petals.

"I just, can't bear it."

The young man smiled with all his might, the corners of his mouth trembling slightly, and he spoke softly.

Reaching out her hand to catch a tear from the corner of his eye, Gu Nan sighed softly.

"I'm going to be the king of Qin soon, why are you still crying like a child?"

"Sir, you can't tell."

"Row."

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In a mansion, a candle was lit in the room, and a man in official uniform was sitting there.

He took out a small tube from his bosom, pulled out the small tube, and took out a bamboo stick, with a few words written on the bamboo stick.

The man hurriedly read it, and put the bamboo strips on the candlelight.

The candlelight ignited the bamboo sticks, burning slowly.

"Is your lord here?"

A cold voice came from outside the door.

The sudden voice startled the man in official uniform, his expression turned cold, and he shouted, "Who?"

There was a burst of intensive footsteps, accompanied by the sound of armor colliding.

The door was slowly pushed open.

A group of soldiers stood outside the door, wearing pitch-black armor, their faces could not be seen clearly, and their faces were covered with armor patterns carved with fierce beasts.

"This..." The officials in the room were sitting there dumbfounded. He understood what this attire represented, and also understood what their arrival represented.

Belonging to the Wang family, trapped guards...

The oncoming hostility made the official's hands and feet cold.

The black soldiers were divided into two teams and stood by the door, and one person walked in slowly.

The man was wearing a mourning white armor, with a thin sword like a black stick slung around his waist.

Walking into the room, I saw the bamboo strips still burning slowly on the table.

Eyes narrowed: "It's so late, what are you burning?"

Unexpectedly, even this person is here?

The official's face was pale, then he gritted his teeth and threw the bamboo stick in his hand into the candlestick in front of him.

"prick!"

The sound of gold and iron rubbing, a sword light flickered in the room for a moment, and stopped in front of the official.

The sword energy brushed the official's hair, and the candle on the table flickered slightly. The official was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

A hand caught the bamboo stick before it fell into the candlestick.