The dark beast and his two-dimensional Taoist priest

"I know! Last time I saw Professor Shen standing at the school gate, as if he was waiting for someone."

"Waiting for someone? You're not waiting for your girlfriend, are you?"

"I don't know that."

Gao Wen listened to the discussion of the people behind him, turned to look at Mei Qianqian, and asked: "Do you feel that this Professor Shen is a little strange?"

After hearing this, Mei Qiantu raised her eyes and looked at him, "What's so strange?"

“When I mentioned reincarnation, he looked at ease at first, then very calmly, even with some approval, as if this was how it should be.

The reason why he was thinking deeply was not because he didn't believe what I said, but because he was thinking of a pertinent answer. "

"Oh." Mei Qianqian was a little sleepy and answered perfunctorily.

"Look at you like this, I must not have listened just now. Forget it, let's go eat." Gawain looked at Mei Qianfu's appearance and flicked his head angrily.

Gawain's attack was neither heavy nor light, just enough to take away Mei's sleepiness about her future.

"It hurts!"

He covered his forehead and glared at Gawain dissatisfiedly. He had just been paying attention to Meng Zhougong, and he only listened in fragments. He didn't pay attention to Professor Shen at all, so he didn't know what was wrong with him.

After pinching her sore eyebrows, Mei Qiantu stood up and followed Gawain out of the classroom.

After class, the classroom that was originally full of people suddenly became empty, leaving only a few scattered people gathered together to discuss the question raised by Gawain in class.

"Is there really a past and present life in this world? Will people really enter reincarnation after death? Professor Shen only gave an ambiguous answer and did not explain it directly."

"There should be some...if not, how can there be such a thing as past and present lives?

And didn’t the news report that some people could clearly remember his past life, remember where he lived before, how he died, how he walked through reincarnation..."

"But the rumors don't say that after crossing Huangquan Road, you reach Naihe Bridge. There is Meng Po on Naihe Bridge.

If you want to cross the Naihe Bridge, you must drink Mengpo Soup. If you don’t drink Mengpo Soup, you will not be able to cross the Naihe Bridge. If you cannot cross the Naihe Bridge, you will not be able to reincarnate.

After the reincarnated person drinks Meng Po Soup, he will forget everything about his previous life. How can he still retain the memory of his previous life? "

"I heard that Meng Po soup is not a must-drink. Some people are too obsessed and don't want to forget their past lives, so they will choose to jump into the Wangchuan River and wait in the Wangchuan River for a thousand years. After a thousand years, if they think about it, It is immortal and can still remember the events of the past life, so that it can enter reincarnation.

However, these are recorded in ancient books, and no one can prove whether they really exist. "

"If there is no Huangquan Road, no Naihe Bridge, and no Meng Po, then where will people go after death?"

"Of course after death, people become ghosts, and then black and white come to seduce their souls."

A boy wearing black-rimmed glasses sneered after listening to what a few people said. It was really stupid for a group of feudal and superstitious people to think that there were ghosts in the world.

"You have watched too many TV dramas. Where do ghosts come from in this world? After death, of course, people are cremated, then turned into a handful of ashes, and finally buried in the cemetery. That small square inch is the person's final destination. .”

The person who spoke was none other than Chen Ze'an, a famous top student at Huada.

Chen Ze'an has good grades, good looks, and a wealthy family. He is a tall, rich and handsome man, but his words are a bit unpleasant. If it weren't for the little money at home, I probably wouldn't be able to make friends.

"But haven't there been rumors of hauntings circulating in Chengdu? There is also a street selling funeral supplies, which I was lucky enough to visit once.

We are obviously in the same world, with the sun shining high. But once you step into the Underworld Street, you will feel extremely cold, and even the shadow of the sun cannot be seen. Tell me, how do you explain this? "

A gentle female voice sounded in the ears of several people, and they followed the sound and saw a sweet-looking girl with a high ponytail standing behind them at some point.

"Sister Qi Yu!" One of the boys with pretty features lit up the moment he saw Qi Yu.

"Zhixing, I didn't expect you to come here to listen to psychology. I don't see you usually." Qi Yu looked at An Zhixing with a smile, her eyebrows curved.

"What's weird about this? It might be that the sun was just obscured by dark clouds." Chen Ze'an looked at the interaction between the two and snorted dissatisfiedly.

Seeing this, Qi Yu said: "I thought that was the case at first, but as soon as I exited Mingjie, I saw that the sun was still hanging in the sky, and the sunlight was shining all over the ground. In order to understand my doubts, I entered Mingjie again, and the result was that guess what?"

"The sun disappeared?" Chen Ze'an raised his eyebrows and asked the question in his heart.

After hearing this, Qi Yu nodded and said: "Yes, it disappeared. But as soon as I exited Mingjie, I saw it again. Isn't it magical?"

"This is just what you said without any basis. Who knows whether it is true or false." Chen Ze'an looked unbelieving.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, An Zhixing said, "What Senior Qi Yu said is true."

"How do you know it's true? Have you been there too?" Chen Ze'an didn't give him a good look.

An Zhixing said: "I have actually been there, with Sister Qi Yu."

Chen Ze'an: "..."

Damn boy! He actually dared to be alone with Qi Yu behind his back. He had never been alone with Qi Yu.

Usually this kid always likes to cling to Qi Yu, like a follower, which is annoying to death. Whenever he was about to ask Qi Yu out for dinner, An Zhixing would always come out to disrupt the situation.

"Where is the underworld street you are talking about?"

An Zhixing looked at Chen Ze'an and expressed his suspicion, "What, you want to go?"

Chen Ze'an said with a cold face, "No? You can go, why can't I go?"

"That's where funeral supplies are sold. It's very unlucky. Why are you going there when you have nothing to do?" An Zhixing gave Chen Ze'an a strange look.

"Can't you go if you have nothing to do? You haven't gone yet." Chen Ze'an glared at An Zhixing with a sour tone.

An Zhixing was speechless for a while by his sinister tone. He was silent for a long time before he managed to squeeze out a sentence through his teeth.

"It's almost the Hungry Ghost Festival. Paper money has been burned on many crossroads recently, especially on Mingjie Street. It's very evil. I advise you not to seek death if nothing happens. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, you won't even be able to cry. .”

"Tsk, there's no need to scare people here." Chen Ze'an pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and stood up.

"Senior Ze'an, Zhixing is right. The Ghost Festival is coming soon, and that part of Ming Street is indeed unsafe."

Qi Yu knows Chen Ze'an's temperament. If he is interested in something, he will never give up unless he figures it out.

After hearing this, Chen Ze'an did not speak, but just looked at Qi Yu silently.

We have known each other for about the same length of time, and when we called him An Zhixing, we called him "Zhixing Zhixing" so affectionately. To him, he would always be called "Senior Ze'an", always so unfamiliar, and always keep a distance from him.

After a while, Chen Ze'an turned around and left without saying anything.

Looking at Chen Ze'an's back, An Zhixing's pair of peach blossom eyes were like a bottomless pool, flickering in and out, making people wonder what he was thinking.

Qi Yu looked at An Zhixing's lost look and couldn't help but chuckle, "Don't look at me, everyone has gone away. Put away your wolf-like eyes, they are almost clinging to others."