The Marshal's Lady of the Actor [Interstellar]

The soul is always the most incomprehensible existence in this world.

Qi Chen finally woke up from the irresistible drowsiness. The sight was the continuous rain. After staring at it for a while, he realized that this place looked familiar.

It is the place where Xiao Wutong crossed the catastrophe, and it is also the place where the two inheritances of immortals and demons were cut off.

It was as if a soundproof cover had been placed in his ears, and all sounds could not be heard clearly. Qi Chen moved his body, but there was no obstacle at all.

Wutong treated him?Then why is he still here?

While thinking about it, Qi Chen stood up from the ground.

The downpour formed a thick curtain of water, making the man unable to see clearly. He chose a direction intuitively, tossing his deaf ears as he walked forward.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, amidst the endless hazy sound of rain, other sounds finally appeared.

It was some kind of small cry.

Qi Chen walked towards the sound, and in the continuous rain and fog, a black figure was faintly revealed.

One is kneeling and the other is lying down.

Qi Chen's heart skipped a beat. The keen sense of a cultivator made him desperately want to leave, but his feet were still firm and he walked forward step by step.

He finally saw the two people in the rain clearly.

One is his beloved boy, and the other is his cold corpse.

He is dead.

"Brother ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The hoarse and desperate cry penetrated layers of diaphragms and hit the man's brain directly. The barrier covering the ears seemed to disappear in an instant.

He is dead.

No more comforting his boy, no more praise for his progress.

No, there is always a way around it.

He walked to the side of the young man, squatted down, gathered the strength left in his body during his lifetime, and wanted to touch the young man's face.

It doesn't matter about the soul, as practitioners can see the soul, Wutong just needs a reminder.

As long as he lifts his eyes, he can be seen.

The soul is also fine, as long as it can comfort the boy a little bit.

That's it.

Fingers caressed the boy's face and penetrated.

Qi Chen stared blankly at his hands, then turned around suddenly and grabbed the stones on the ground.

The stone pierced through the palm and remained motionless.

This is not right, this is not right!

Even if he is dead, even if only his soul is left, a cultivator still has the power to interfere in this world!

This is the unchanging truth!

Qi Chen opened his hands, desperately trying to hug the boy, but his body just pierced through the boy again and again, unable to make any contact with him.

This is impossible!

Thinking this way, Qi Chen watched the young man pick up his rotten corpse, watched the young man walk out of this land of death step by step with his back on his back, and watched the carrion on the bones disappear, leaving only white bones.

I don't know how many experiments, how many struggles.

He finally understood.

can not be seen.

Only Xiao Wutong couldn't see him.

He watched the young man walking forward with the bones on his back, he refused to relax for a moment, and his mind suddenly became clear.

Qi Chen is a knot in Xiao Wutong's heart that can never be untied.

The knot in his heart caused by his death, even if he has successfully overcome the tribulation, still binds the boy's every move.

It is impossible for Xiao Wutong to let go of Qi Chen's death for a day, so this demon cannot be solved for a day.

But if the inner demon is puzzled, his heart will always be blinded by himself.

He can see everything in the world and see the soul of all life.

It's just that he couldn't see the person named Qi Chen who followed him step by step.

Can Xiao Wutong let go of Qi Chen's death?

how is this possible.

This is an endless loop that cannot be untied.

Qi Chen followed the young man in vain, watching him walk across the mountains and rivers with a blank expression, watching him gradually lose his bones, watching him laughing at the white bones, as if he was still alive.

He was even used to this kind of life, and he just stayed by the side of the boy, doing whatever he wanted.

But one day, the light that guided the Ascended from the previous session fell on the ground, enveloping the hysterical boy.

The sycamore is about to soar.

Thinking this way, Qi Chen immediately followed.

He can't leave each other.

But before reaching the guiding passage, he couldn't move forward half a step.

He cannot enter.

That is the light that guides the ascended, a passage that only the living can enter, not a passage that can be entered by a broken soul who can't even do ghost cultivation, but can only exhaust the power of the past and step into permanent death.

Grief and indignation overflowed from his chest.

Why does the world treat this child like this?

He is obviously so gentle, kind, brave, and upright, and he will obviously become a very good adult and a very good cultivator.

But now, there is nothing.

Even he couldn't follow him.

The broken soul stood in front of this ascension passage, and he stared at the young man who flew into the previous class, and some kind of strong obsession that could not be ignored suddenly followed from every corner.

Can't let Wutong go to the unknown world alone.

What if he was bullied?

What if he cried again?

Or.

What if the person named Qi Chen would never be able to see the child named Xiao Wutong?

unimaginable.

Qi Chen cannot live without Xiao Wutong.

That was the child who was brought up by his own hands from a small size to his present appearance.

It is an existence that he can never leave in his whole life.

To keep up.

To be with that child.

The pale soul ascended along the ascension passage, and the strong obsession actually made the man forcefully enter the forbidden place of the dead.

To stay by Wutong's side.

The whole soul was shouting like this, as if possessed by a magic barrier, it quickly approached the boy against the burning passage.

Xiao Wutong's time travel was due to ascension, while Qi Chen's time travel was due to obsession.

What kind of obsession can make him forcefully pass through the cracks in time and space to reach another world.

It's just Xiao Wutong, that's all.

Dim lights, dirty tablecloths, harsh curses from men, sharp accusations from women.

When Xiao Wutong opened his eyes, he was already a newborn baby wrapped in a tablecloth.

Apparently, he was out of luck.

This is the interstellar world, the Snow Sea Empire.

A remote and poor country.

And this country ushered in an existence that made the world fear.

The baby's skin quickly became plump and shiny. Amidst the quarrel between the man and the woman, the baby in swaddling has grown into a one-year-old child.

Not big, but big enough to stand up and walk around.

In the quarrel between men and women, the innocent and sweet voice of a child is inserted.

"Excuse me~~~"

The man and the woman turned their heads and saw the child sitting on the sofa carved with jade.

"Do you know where the senior brother is?"

"Who are you!? Where is that bastard! You stole it!?" The woman with a big waist was anxious, and rushed over to find the baby she put here, "It cost me a lot of money to buy this baby!! "

"It looks like I don't know~" The child sighed regretfully, and then smiled again, "Then uncle and auntie, goodbye~"

With two bangs, men and women turned into two clouds of blood mist.

The child happily stood up, grabbed the shirt beside him, and wrapped it around his body casually.

He looked down at his hands, which were empty.

"Brother is gone~"

"Wu Tong is going to find my senior brother~"

He walks out of the room.

Dazzling lights, towering buildings, colorful billboards...

A completely different world suddenly unfolds in front of your eyes.

Xiao Wutong paused, looking at the world in a daze.

This is not the world he knows.

This is not Lancang Continent, nor is it the Demon Realm.

Where is he?

From the opposite side came an eight or nine-year-old child, dressed in decent clothes, walking in the alley frowning.

When he passed by Xiao Wutong's side, the corner of his clothes was firmly grasped by the other party.

"Hey..." the little child raised his head and asked the boy, "Where is this place? Where is the senior brother?"

"What is Senior Brother?" The boy answered blankly.

This is a place that doesn't even have the title of Senior Brother.

Xiao Wutong let go of the boy in a daze, everything in the foreign land was very strange to the reborn monk, but the monk only thought of one thing.

This is not Lancang Continent, he can't find his senior brother.

The long shirt was hanging loosely on the body, and the little child was walking staggeringly, but the boy just now became suspicious and chased after him.

"Wait, what about your family?"

The little child ignored it and kept walking.

"Wait, don't go." The child was in a hurry, and quickly went to grab Xiao Wutong, "Tell me carefully what your brother is like, I don't know him, but maybe someone else will!"

Xiao Wutong finally stopped, he turned to look at the half-grown child, and repeated.

"Other people know?"

"Of course!" The boy nodded fiercely, "A living person can't just disappear out of thin air!"

Xiao Wutong looked at him in a daze, and finally real emotions appeared on his stiffly smiling face.

I can find my brother.

As long as you search all over the world, you can always find your brother.

"However, the Xueming Empire is so big, and there are so many countries around it. It may be very difficult to find your family members." The half-grown child frowned and thought, "Sure enough, I should go to the government for help."

Xiao Wutong raised his head and asked in a childish voice.

"Will the government be able to find the brother?"

The half-grown child nodded affirmatively, with a face full of trust: "Yes!"

Then form a government.

Form a government that rules the world and can help him find his brother.

The child smiled innocently, tilted his head, and looked at the half-grown child with bright eyes: "Okay, let's go to the government!"

"What's your brother's name?"

The half-grown child glanced at Xiao Wutong, puffed out his chest, and acted like an adult: "Krom, my name is Krom!"

"Indus remember!"

In the void, there was a faint sigh.

Some existence wanted to hug him, carry him on his shoulders, and tease him as usual.

Can reach out, but nothing.

Only the kid tugged at his ill-fitting shirt, giggling.

"The next time you meet Brother Crom, Wutong will definitely repay you well!"

The author has something to say: Xiao Wutong's letter:

good morning mom and dad

When practicing today

I found a lot of people walking down the mountain together

All are brothers who have practiced for a long time

What are you going to do?

Sycamore is curious

So sneak up and follow!

rest assured

Nothing will happen this time~