Qingyue Temple

Yuan Pei, who drove the outsiders away, immediately talked happily to Fang Shanshui about something: "Fang Fang, the assistant to the president of Soul Technology Co., Ltd. called me just now, saying that he wanted to buy the copyright of our script and make a game. But they asked for an interview, and also asked our masters here to give them some technical guidance, and pointed out that they wanted the incense brother on TV, um, it’s Fang Fang you. Fang Fang, what do you think? The price they gave was very high. High, it can just fill in the shortfall in your house purchase."

Fang Shanshui asked strangely, "Game?"

"Yeah, this game company is amazing. It has won many awards at home and abroad, and they like to study VR virtual world technology. It is said that they have their own research institute. I am also playing their new Second World It’s really good.” Speaking of his recent hobby, Yuan Pei immediately urged Fang Shanshui enthusiastically, “This company’s game, Fang Fang, do you want to experience it? I’ll take you to abuse food! Wear a VR helmet, It's like entering another world, completely world-class!"

Fang Shanshui was not very interested at first, but after hearing Yuan Pei say that wearing glasses was like entering another world, he became curious again.

In mythology, there is flying clouds and fog. Up to now, Fang Shanshui can only rely on the god of Yin to fly clouds and fog, but technology can use airplanes to help ordinary people go to the sky; there are heaven and hell in mythology, whether technology can one day help ordinary people enter other worlds ?

Fang Shanshui nodded to Yuan Pei.

Yuan Pei didn't expect that Fang Shanshui really wanted to experience it, so he immediately pulled him away: "Let's go! I just have a few spare helmets."

……

Zhai Ling transported all of Yuan Pei's equipment here, not only gaming helmets, but also game-specific computers, treadmills, sensor weapons, etc., which looked dazzling.

Fang Shanshui looked around, and then took the helmet from Yuan Pei.

The helmet is very strange, it looks like the head of some kind of robot, the eyes are protruding and large, and the entire helmet shell seems to be made of steel, but it is unexpectedly not too heavy.

Yuan Pei said: "This is their latest model. I just received the product two days ago. It is said to be a trial version. You can exchange it for a new one at a discount. Although the shape is really ugly, the effect is quite good."

Fang Shanshui froze for a while holding the helmet that looked like a robot head, then put it on according to Yuan Pei's instructions, and his eyes were suddenly dark.

The figure master approached curiously, knocked on the helmet on Fang Shanshui's head, sat on a stone lion and floated to the glasses of the helmet, polished his nails and scratched, as if he wanted to get in and have a look.

When the screen started, Fang Shanshui suddenly had a strange sense of danger, but then this feeling disappeared quickly, and then his eyes lit up, and the light seemed to be not only in front of his eyes, but slowly spread around his body...

It was a starry sky, and the biggest star was approaching rapidly. It was the earth revolving around the sun. The realism of the picture surprised Fang Shanshui, as if he was in space.

Even if Fang Shanshui was out of his body, he had never seen the earth from this height. For a moment, Fang Shanshui forgot that he was using a game helmet. Looking around, there were boundless galaxies and seas everywhere. It's like a drop in the ocean.

Even if he has cultivated to the realm of Yin God, in this world, he seems to be just a mayfly moving forward in confusion, living and dying.

The earth keeps getting bigger before Fang Shanshui's eyes, clouds, mountains, rivers, jungles, buildings...

Fang Shanshui seemed to be descending from space to the earth.

The clouds circulating on the surface of the earth suddenly turned into a huge dragon. Yunlong broke free from the air and flew towards Fang Shanshui with its teeth and claws. It was known in an instant that Fang Shanshui was carrying Fang Shanshui hovering between the sky and the earth. The mountains are wide and the water is wide and the sky is high. The clouds are light, the sun and the moon are shining.

Yuan Pei, who was waiting to share the game experience with Fang Shanshui, suddenly found that Fang Shanshui sat down on the spot, as if he was meditating, and asked strangely: "Fang Fang, what are you doing? How is the character built?"

The figure master showed his figure, and made a quiet gesture to Yuan Pei. Yuan Pei was surprised, and thought to himself, could it be that Fang Fang had some epiphany in the game and started to practice again?

Yuan Pei used gestures to ask the figurine of the master, clasped his hands together and made a gesture of cultivation.

The figurine master nodded.

Yuan Pei was dizzy, but he didn't expect that he guessed it right, and immediately hugged his helmet speechlessly.

Yuan Pei shook his head, took his helmet and went to play in the game room next door. He decided not to play with Fang Shanshui, a cultivator madman, and let him practice hard.

……

"Welcome to the second world. You are about to start a new life. This will be a wonderful journey. Please choose your name in the new world."

When Fang Shanshui woke up, he seemed to be still in the air. He was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered the helmet and took it off.

The figurine master was sitting on top of the protruding glasses of the helmet, using his long nails as knitting needles, as if he was knitting a rope or something. When Fang Shanshui took off the glasses, the figurine master tilted to the left, It slid down, and Fang Shanshui caught it in time.

Fang Shanshui pointed to the lines in Master's hands strangely: "Master, what are you doing?"

The figure master immediately hid the things behind his back, looked at Fang Shanshui with crimson eyes, and looked like he didn't tell you.

Fang Shanshui was funny, shook his head and put the figurine Master back on his shoulder: "It's fine if you don't tell me."

Seeing that Fang Shanshui did not take a peek, the figure master took out a pile of thread that he had hidden, and continued to weave it with his long and pointed nails. Its nails are very sharp, so he must be very careful every time he winds the thread Fortunately, the thread is not an ordinary thread, it seems that the hand-figure master squeezed it out of its rations.

Just now, Yuan Pei was afraid of disturbing Fang Shanshui's practice, so he went to another room to play his game. Hearing Fang Shanshui's voice, he took off his helmet, looked like you finally came out, and teased: "Fang Fang, I've convinced you. You can also cultivate by playing a game, if you don't ascend in the future, I will never believe in immortal cultivation again."

Fang Shanshui explained earnestly: "I practice Qi and Taoism, not immortality. You don't have to believe in immortality, because I don't think I can ascend, and I still don't know what the realm after Yangshen is."

Yuan Pei was speechless immediately: "Okay, okay, have you considered the copyright of the game? Will you sell it?"

Fang Shanshui nodded.

"Okay, then I'll call them later and say I agree to sell it. They may send someone over in the next two days to discuss the contract." Having said that, Yuan Pei enviously flipped through his phone, "Fang Fang, your fortune is really good, although you always earn as much as you lose, but turn around and make up for you, your luck is really amazing, and it doesn't seem to be born, where did it come from?"

Hearing what Yuan Pei said, Fang Shanshui was also a little strange. On the train that brought his master back to his hometown, because of a chance encounter with the tomb robber, he used the five ghosts transporting technique for personal gain, and brought the black bird eggs in the hands of the tomb robber. Ordinarily he should You need to pay a big price, and your fortune will not be much better.

However, he didn't seem to be short of money. Every time he was running out of money, there would always be a new income.

Fang Shanshui murmured, not quite understanding.

After Yuan Pei made the phone call, Fang Shanshui said: "Okay, he said that he will be there tomorrow afternoon. Hey, with their help in publicity, it is worth the tens of millions of advertising fees we spent, and they also paid back the money. It is really delivered to your door." What a good thing! Fang Fang, you just wait for the rent to be doubled and get back."

Fang Shanshui nodded, thinking that when the recent matter is resolved, he will go back to Xiangcheng and find someone to dig out the master from the ruins of Qingyue Mountain. Recently, he is always worried that the whim of a cultivator usually does not come without a reason. The last time he was so worried, the site of the Alchemy Sect at the bottom of Qingyue Mountain was leaked, causing Master to be besieged by the righteous way, but this time he didn't know why.

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Leaving Yuan Pei's residence, when Fang Shanshui was walking towards his room, he suddenly felt movement on his little finger. He looked down and saw that the figurine Master was riding a stone lion hovering beside his hand, as if he was tying a thread to the on his little finger.

Fang Shanshui raised his hand and looked, but the fleeting line was no longer visible. He looked back at the figurine master: "Master? What were you doing just now?"

The red eyes of the figurine master looked at Fang Shanshui, with an innocent look on his face, as if he hadn't done anything.

Fang Shanshui looked at his master, and then at his hand. Although he is also in the Yinshen realm now, the master is still several realms higher than him. It is not easy for him to see that the master wants to hide.

Fang Shanshui was not worried about what the master would do to him, but he was afraid that the master didn't understand well, so he would learn something when he saw something messy.

Recalling that when Wang Jirong came just now, the figurine master had leaned forward to see the red line of Yin marriage on the girl's hand, Fang Shanshui suddenly had a bad feeling, and asked blackly: "Master, don't you think that The red thread on the girl's hand is interesting, why don't you tie one for me too?"

The figurine master blinked and looked like I didn't understand what you said.

Fang Shanshui looked suspiciously at the figurine of the master, but thinking about the fact that the master is not the old man of the moon or the underworld, it is impossible to tie a line to become a marriage line, so he let it go.

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After Wang Jirong and her mother left Qingyue Temple, Wang Jirong's father, who had just returned home from her hometown, suddenly heard someone calling her daughter's name downstairs.

"Is Wang Jirong at home? Is this Wang Jirong's home?"

Wang Jirong's father opened the window and saw a man wearing a red sports cap: "Who is it? Wang Jirong is out and not at home."

The man held a package and shouted, "Wang Jirong's express delivery, please sign for it."

When Wang Jirong's father heard this, he didn't doubt it. Although his daughter didn't call him about receiving the courier, she often shopped online, so maybe she forgot about it.

Father Wang responded, "Okay, wait a minute, I'll come down right away."

Father Wang walked to the first floor and opened the door. The little brother in front of the door held the package and handed it to Father Wang with a pen, saying, "Please sign Wang Jirong's name here."

When Dad Wang took the pen, he accidentally touched the hand of the courier brother, hissed, and felt that the tentacles were very cold, and couldn't help but said: "Your hands are so cold."

The courier boy didn't look up, and said in a low voice: "...it's cold, the wind is blowing."

Father Wang wrote his daughter's name on the courier slip, and said, "My daughter has always felt cold recently. Is it really that cold today? Sign it."

The courier boy didn't make a sound, quietly took the order, and handed the box in his hand to Dad Wang.

As soon as Father Wang hugged the box, he felt heavy. He almost didn't hug him. He couldn't help asking, "What's in it? Why is it so heavy?"

However, no one responded to him. Father Wang looked up strangely, and found that the courier brother who was still in front of him just now had disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Why do you run so fast? Could it be that you are afraid that I will inspect the goods." Father Wang glanced at the deserted alley in wonder, and carried the heavy box back home.

Father Wang thought about it, and he should call his daughter, don't buy some expensive things that were damaged by the courier.

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Wang Jirong and the queen mother left Huicheng, and Wang Jirong was looking around all the way, afraid that the terrifying male ghost he saw just now would suddenly appear again.

But fortunately, probably the red rope the master wrapped around her played a role, and the male ghost never appeared.

Wang Jirong asked the Queen Mother: "Mom, who did you give my birth date to?"

The Queen Mother said angrily, "It's the old Xie near us. She likes to be a matchmaker and match people up. Who knew that she would be so disturbed and kind, and do such vicious things."

Wang Jirong looked at her mother helplessly: "If you have a blind date, you just ask someone for their birthday. Don't think about whether there is any problem."

The Queen Mother hesitated and said: "I don't know... She said that the family is rich and pays more attention to tradition. First, check the horoscope and see if there is any fate. At that time, I thought this family was really superstitious, so I tried it." Try it."

Wang Jirong suddenly remembered and said: "Mom, I remember you said that Lao Xie's family seems to have a daughter."

"There is one."

While driving the car, Wang Jirong said thoughtfully: "If the conditions are really good, why didn't she tell her daughter first? She must have known the inside story and deliberately wanted to harm me, and she did such a thing, no Probably no good."

"This person is really vicious. I usually thought she was nice, but I fed the dog for some money." The Queen Mother was so angry that she took out her phone, "Wait, I'll call your dad. If not, let him take our family to Lao Xie's house!"

Just as she was talking, Wang Jirong's car had already arrived near her home, and was passing the avenue at the four-way intersection in front of the gate of the community when she was going home.

When he came to this place, Wang Jirong suddenly heard the sound of playing, playing and singing nearby. It sounded like ritual music and sad music. It sounded very strange, and the sound was very familiar. Said: "Mom, did you hear anything?"

Queen Mother: "I heard that, it must be someone who died nearby."

Wang Jirong breathed a sigh of relief. In the past, when she said that she heard and saw nothing, her mother would say nothing. She was afraid of this situation. If her mother heard it too, she would not be afraid anymore. She thought that maybe there was someone playing and singing nearby. .

However, it didn't take long for Wang Jirong to relax.

Looking left and right, she is now on the main road in her dream. A little ahead is the elementary school. From the direction of her house, there is a team welcoming the bride. As they walk, they sprinkle paper money on the side of the road. Things, red dresses, red sedan chairs, and white paper flowers on the chests. There are so many people in this team that it almost completely blocks the main road.

And the crowd who were still coming and going on the side of the road just now disappeared to nowhere.

This seems to be the scene that Wang Jirong has been dreaming of recently.

The car turned off inexplicably, and Wang Jirong wanted to start the ignition, but he couldn't do it.

Wang Jirong in the car was trembling, holding the red rope wrapped around her by Shanshui on the top of her little finger, and whispered to the Queen Mother beside her, "Mom, did you see that? Mom?"

Wang Jirong found that her mother did not respond. Looking back, she suddenly found that her mother became very strange, her eyes were straightened, as if she had lost consciousness.

Wang Jirong was frightened to death. She remembered that in the dream, when her mother met the wedding party, she insisted on stopping the wedding party as if possessed by a demon.

Wang Jirong looked at the passing procession outside the window, turned her head to shake her mother in fear and shouted: "Mom, what's wrong with you, don't scare me."

At this time, there was a sudden sound of music, and Wang Jirong's heart was almost frightened. He held his heart and calmed down for a long time, only to realize that it was the mobile phone in his mother's hand that rang, and it was her father's call.

Seeing her mother sitting there blankly, as if she didn't hear the phone call at all, and the welcoming team outside the car window approaching little by little, Wang Jirong picked up the mobile phone in her mother's hand with shaking hands.

As soon as the phone was picked up, the voice of Wang Jirong's father came from the other end: "Is Jirong with you? She just got a courier. The box is very heavy. The person who delivered the courier ran very fast. I'm afraid it was delivered Something broke."

Wang Jirong's heart suddenly raised, she didn't buy anything at all recently!

Wang Jirong said anxiously: "Dad, open it quickly and see what's in the box."

"Oh, Jirong, why are you holding your mother's phone, and you can't get through your own phone." Father Wang on the other end of the phone complained when he heard Wang Jirong's voice, and then began to unpack the package hissingly.

Wang Jirong was anxious, her mother's appearance didn't improve at all, the car couldn't start, the people around her seemed to disappear, the school and the community seemed to have turned into a dead city, and she felt as if her home was right in front of her. Home is a world away.

The welcoming team at the front had already walked to Wang Jirong's car step by step, as if they hadn't noticed her, playing and pulling ancient musical instruments, walking on tiptoe on the ground as if jumping, the feet were all white, before moving forward.

"Di~la la~~"

Those strange people carried a red sedan chair with white silk hanging on it, which was exactly the same as what she had seen in her dream.

It's just that in front of the sedan chair, the bride in red on the white paper horse is no longer there.

"A red dress, and a bunch of jewellery..." On the other end of the phone, Father Wang rummaged through the contents of the box, and as he was talking, he suddenly took a deep breath and said, "There's a lot of money under the clothes, too much, It's like a whole box!"

Wang Jirong almost cried in fright: "Dad is about to throw it away, it must be ghost coins."

Father Wang also seemed to be stunned, and only realized when he heard his daughter's voice: "No, it's really Renminbi and coins, a whole box of Renminbi and coins."

"Di~la la~~"

The sound of blowing, playing, playing and singing was getting closer and closer, and the welcoming team seemed to have stopped outside the car. Wang Jirong didn't dare to look back, but kept saying to his father on the phone: "Throw it away, Dad, throw it away soon!" .”

Seeing that his daughter's voice was very abnormal, Father Wang hurriedly said, "Alright, don't be afraid, Dad will throw the box out immediately."

"Beep~la..."

The sound of blowing, playing, playing and singing outside suddenly fell silent, and there was no sound for no reason, and the strange footsteps of jumping on tiptoe also stopped suddenly.

At this moment, Wang Jirong suddenly heard someone knock on the window, "Dangdang."

Wang Jirong turned her head and saw the ghost she saw not long ago in front of Qingyue Temple.

Pale and cold face, starting from the chin, neck and hands as dry as tree bark, and eyes without any vitality.

The ghost was bending over, looking into the car.

The master said that if he can't find his own, he shouldn't be able to find his own.

Wang Jirong clenched the red thread tightly in her hand, but maybe she was holding it too hard, the red thread broke with a snap!

Wang Jirong was completely stunned, and stood there for a while, not knowing how to react.

Outside the car window, I bent down to look at the ghost in the car, those unpopular eyes seemed to suddenly gain focus, and suddenly focused on Wang Jirong in front of him.

The ghost cracked a sly smile at Wang Jirong, as if his flesh was chapped, and his cold and stiff voice seemed to come from hell: "Wang Jirong, the time has come."

what……

"Rongrong, what's the matter with you? Rongrong?" The Queen Mother looked at her daughter who suddenly had straightened eyes and seemed to be dumbfounded. The red thread kept trembling.

The Queen Mother wanted to remind Wang Jirong that the red thread tied by the master was about to be torn off by herself. At this moment, Wang Jirong suddenly tore off the red thread with her hands, and then screamed with her head in her hands.

Surrounded by the urging sound of beeping horns, the Queen Mother suddenly lost her mind: "Rongrong? Rongrong, wake up!"

While yelling and looking left and right, Wang Jirong suddenly had a problem, and their car happened to be stuck in the middle of the road.

The queen mother shook her hands and took out her mobile phone. She wanted to call her husband and tell him to come over quickly, but found that there was a call record on her mobile phone that she had just connected with her husband.

As soon as the Queen Mother dialed the phone, Father Wang over there immediately said: [I was talking, why did I hang up? 】

The Queen Mother anxiously said: "What's the matter? Dad, come here quickly, something happened to Rongrong! We are next to the elementary school in front of our house."

When Wang Jirong's father heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he hung up the phone.

……

Wang's father and Wang's mother brought Wang Jirong back home. Wang Jirong was already in a daze. She sat there, staring straight at the blank space, as if she had lost her mind.