non-human reincarnation

"This may be your last business," Cheng Yan piled up the gold coins one by one, "Don't you think about it?"

He lowered his head and leaned in front of Chi Wu's eyes, almost counting Chi Wu's curly and long eyelashes: "You are immune on the first ladder, and you won't die even if you don't pass the level, and you may not be afraid of being killed, but now— —”

"You're cleared."

After a while, Chi Wu raised his eyelids coldly: "So what?"

"You can open a coffin shop because you can exist forever in the third world. No matter how many times you enter the ladder, as long as you don't pass the level, you can stay in this world forever, so you can take care of those who died Funeral. But now, your next ladder is the second ladder," Cheng Yan asked, "Let me guess, do you still have the ability to be immune to the damage of the ladder?"

When Cheng Yan reasoned with reason and evidence, he put one hand on his face and pushed hard.

"leave me alone."

Cheng Yan, who was suddenly deflated: "..."

Chi Wu returned to the sofa and sat down, holding the pen in his hand: "Tell me, name, wooden sign or stone tablet, where do you want to be buried, and then give me two gold coins."

"Qinghong, wooden sign, bury it wherever you want," Cheng Yan pinched two gold coins, looking for a place to drop them on the messy coffee table, and finally put them in Chi Wu's notebook, "I think you should be able to find me Some."

Chi Wu took the money without saying a word: "No." He scribbled it down in his notebook, "You are right, this may be the last money I can earn, and I won't be able to get away without cheating."

He closed the notebook: "Okay, you can go."

Cheng Yan didn't want to leave, and put another gold coin on the table: "I want to know the rules of the ladder, everything."

"Find any place under the flyover in Area A, and you can listen to it for three days and three nights." Although Chi Wu said so, he still pocketed the money.

"It's too far to go back to Area A from Area B."

When doing business, remember to give money first and then receive goods. Chi Wu straightened his waist, like a profiteer who abandoned customers, regardless of Cheng Yan: "Then sit down first, I haven't eaten yet."

Cheng Yan tilted his head, signaling him to take it easy, since he would stay here anyway.

Chi Wu slowly walked into the kitchen with a pile of ingredients, and Cheng Yan waited for 2 minutes before standing at the door of the kitchen.

"I want to drink some water."

The afternoon sun was strong, like the golden lights in a luxurious palace, giving the whole room a layer of fragrant warmth.

Chi Wu's fingers were pinching the green cucumber. The joints were not slender, probably due to height restrictions, and the fingers did not grow into a slender type, but they were thin and white, as beautiful as peeling onion roots.

Cheng Yan raised his palm, remembering the knuckles in his palm a few minutes ago.

Very soft, the bones seem to be soft, tender as hell.

But short and kind of cute.

Chi Wu cut vegetables very slowly. Every time he made a cut, he had to carefully move his fingers forward a little before he dared to make a second cut.

"When are you going to do this meal?" Cheng Yan asked behind him.

"What's the rush?" Chi Wu said lightly.

Cheng Yan raised his index finger and tapped on the wooden frame beside him: "Maybe I will come sooner."

Chi Wu ignored him, turned his head to press the switch for the rice cooker, and came back to continue cutting half a cucumber.

"I found out that you are tough and not soft." Cheng Yan squeezed his wrist, and unloaded the knife from his tiger's mouth in twos and twos. When Chi Wu was chasing to grab it, he straightened his elbow and raised his hand overhead.

Chi Wu glanced and confirmed that it was a height that he could not reach: "..."

He took out gold coins from his pocket: "Let's go."

"The food I cook is slightly better than yours." Cheng Yan squeezed him away, took the remaining half of a cucumber, put his index finger, middle finger and ring finger on top, pressed the kitchen knife with his right hand, and cut it obliquely after a few strokes. A row of cucumber slices.

Chi Wu didn't resist free labor, but he was in a bad mood right now, and he didn't really want to see Cheng Yan.

But inexplicably, he had no intention of driving Cheng Yan out.

"What were you planning to do just now?" Cheng Yan asked.

"Shoot cucumbers." Chi Wu said, "Make me another egg soup."

Cheng Yan

: "What's the matter with you ordering food?" He looked around and saw a transparent glass jug, "Can you drink the water in it?"

"can."

Cheng Yan rummaged through a pile of messy pots and pans for a long time, but couldn't find a water glass. Finally, he simply took a bowl as big as Chi Wu's face, flushed it on the faucet, and poured water into it to drink up the whole bowl.

After drinking, Cheng Yan continued to clean up the cucumber that Chi Wu had cut to the width of a finger: "I want to know what the ladder is."

"The gatekeeper should have told you," Chi Wu simply moved a chair by the kitchen door, folding some small gold ingots in his hand, "This is the reincarnation of non-human beings."

"I'm human, I'm sure of that." Cheng Yan arranged the cucumber slices, lowered his head and smelled them in the seasoning bottle.

Throwing the little gold ingot into the bamboo basket, Chi Wu said slowly: "In the third world, there are animals like Xiaobai and Lian Xiao, and supernatural creatures like Piao Piao, and there are more strange creatures that you have never seen or heard of." biology.

They existed in any corner of the real world during their lifetime, possessed self-awareness, and had the right to choose reincarnation after death. "

"The non-human beings you mentioned refer to creatures other than humans," Cheng Yan said, "but in the real world, many creatures can't think like humans, so why can they make their own decisions and choose whether to enter the ladder? "

Chi Wu: "There are far more creatures with autonomous consciousness in the world than you can imagine.

Self-awareness is a kind of growth-type spiritual power. In the continuous cycle of life and death, the accumulation of spiritual energy is likely to produce self-consciousness. "

He pinched a small corner of the gold paper: "It's like a hundred-year-old tree. Of course it was not conscious when it was a sapling, but after ten or a hundred years, it has developed a sense of self-awareness. When it gets old, it is natural to meet the gatekeeper. You can make choices for yourself.”

Chi Wu still didn't forget to make up the knife once: "However, people are smart and stupid, and their self-awareness also has a speed. Some people may reincarnate dozens of times and still remain unchanged, unless they are lucky and shaken to be a human in the next life."

Cheng Yan: "To a certain extent, having self-awareness is equivalent to having the right to choose reincarnation, which is also a kind of competition."

"It can only be regarded as an option," Chi Wu folded the second gold ingot, "Not everyone is eager to enter the ladder, I personally encourage to cherish life and stay away from the ladder."

Cheng Yan took the cucumbers and put them on a plate, and continued to ask: "Then why are there humans in the third world?"

"There is an exception in the access rules of the ladder—" Chi Wu shook the gold ingot in the basket, bent down and pulled a piece of gold paper, "Humans with deep obsessions before death have the ability to choose to enter the ladder." right."

Cheng Yan gave a pause for cracking the egg.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a while, Chi Wu turned his head.

From the perspective of Chi Wu sitting, Cheng Yan's 1.9 meters tall looks like a giant, standing in the narrow kitchen has a condescending sense of sight.He has a good figure, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and the muscular lines of his arms protruding from the black T-shirt are smooth. There is no doubt that he looks thin and fleshy when he is dressed and undressed.

Chi Wu narrowed his eyes: "You have no memory?"

Cheng Yan turned around: "Should I have a memory?"

"It should." Chi Wu said, "Creatures that enter the third world will have memories of the real world."

"But you also said that humans are a special case of the third world."

"The human beings I know have memories of the real world." Chi Wu denied his statement.

Cheng Yan obviously fell into long-term memory and thinking. After Chi Wu finished folding a new gold ingot, he said, "Do you have any memories of the past?"