non-human reincarnation

"You're talking about the world mirror." Chi Wu packed the little gold ingot, "The world mirror is the reward for clearing the ladder."

The concept of the world mirror is very unfamiliar to Cheng Yan, but he probably guessed: "Which world do the things I see in it come from?"

"The real world," said Chi Wu, "those pictures are all random pictures related to him."

Cheng Yan's memory flashed back to the beautiful rose garden, the housekeeper, the young master who hadn't shown his face, and the "he" they were talking about.

But... why is it related to me.

Chi Wu: "It's just looking forward to plum blossoms to quench thirst, in order to keep the enthusiasm and state of those who enter the ladder."

A person as strong as Cheng Yan would naturally not feel fear and fear towards the ladder, but not everyone can withstand this level.

When many people choose to enter the ladder from the gatekeeper, they don't understand the ladder, or they think that there is no difficulty or danger, so they enter with confidence. What's more, if you can't stand the blow of the ladder, you may commit suicide after leaving.

Therefore, the world mirror is a weapon used by the ladder to encourage passers-by.

Cheng Yan frowned unconsciously: "The picture I saw must be related to me?"

"The pictures displayed by the World Mirror are random. It may be the picture when you are still alive, or it may be the picture related to you after you die."

Cheng Yan was obviously relieved.

Although the picture shown to him by the world mirror was beautiful and romantic, Cheng Yan felt breathless, as if the deepest and most tense strings were hidden in his mind repeatedly being played by the soft rose petals around his body.

As a result, the restless emotions in his chest could not be calmed down for a long time after leaving the world mirror.

Chi Wu entered the room, put on a large coat, and opened the door: "If you have nothing to do, go, I'm going out."

He was carrying a small basket filled with gold ingots, Cheng Yan asked, "Are you going to erect a monument for Qinghong?"

"Almost." Chi Wu said.

"Your service is not bad, and you burn gold ingots." Cheng Yan changed his shoes and followed behind him, and was soon spotted by Chi Wu, "Don't follow me."

Cheng Yan was rather surprised: "As your client, why don't I go and see where you want to bury her?"

What he said was not unreasonable. Chi Wu tilted his head and asked him to follow. In fact, the place he was going to was not too far away.

After going out the door, Chi Wu opened the door of the opposite room again, took out a wooden sign, and then buckled a flat-headed carving knife in the corner, blew the debris on it, and threw it into the basket.

"The opposite is also your house?" Cheng Yan asked.

Chi Wu tidied up the basket: "It's just a warehouse."

When he turned around, Cheng Yan's eyes froze for a moment.

"Is this the wooden tablet you're talking about?" Cheng Yan took from him a rough wooden tablet that was only three fingers wide and long in the palm of his hand, "For this thing, you asked me for two gold coins?"

Chi Wu snatched the wooden sign back: "That's it, what's the matter."

He walked very calmly, even confidently, but Cheng Yan vaguely saw the arrogant steps of the "profiteer" from his back.

Chi Wu lives on the fourth floor, and there are two households on the left and right of one ladder, all of which are owned by the local tyrant Chi Wu.

When going downstairs, Cheng Yan saw a strange face.

The man went up from bottom to top, holding a paper bag of vegetables in his hand. When he saw Cheng Yan and Chi Wu coming down together, he had a look of surprise on his face, and then he teased, "Yo, there's business again today?"

"Well," said Chi Wu, "it's open today."

Cheng Yan watched coldly, and Chi Wu's attitude turned out to be much gentler, which showed that the relationship between the two was at least acquainted, and this person also knew Chi Wu's true character.

"I have time to buy vegetables," the man said, "It was updated today, but there is no rice yet."

Chi Wu nodded helplessly: "I'll go after digging the soil."

The man walked up unceremoniously, and when he passed by Chi Wu, he said again: "When I saw what Wen Bo said, I called him to my house for dinner, and said that I bought the radish he likes to eat, and stewed beef cubes for him." Then he went up. building.

"Okay." After Chi Wu finished speaking, he went down the stairs.

The meeting started and ended very quickly, Cheng Yan was completely out of the conversation, he was an outsider.

"Is he your neighbor?" Cheng Yan asked.

"Well." When Chi Wu went down to the first floor, he suddenly became lively, flicking the bamboo basket in his hand, very cute like the one in the sky ladder.

They were walking on the sidewalk unique to HOS houses in District B, and occasionally met a few people, almost all of whom looked at them meaningfully. Cheng Yan approached once, and finally heard them say: "Chi Wu is doing dead business again."

Cheng Yan: Do I look like a dead person?

Speaking of the dead, Cheng Yan recalled a little doubt in his heart: "What is the difference between human beings and ghosts? They are also dead. Why don't human beings enter the ladder as ghosts?"

"The form you mentioned is just the form you understand," Chi Wu said, "If a person's spiritual energy does not return to the reincarnation after death, but stays in the real world, he is a ghost. When he enters the ladder, he will be a ghost. Form enters."

Cheng Yan tried to add: "Humans go directly to the ladder after death, and the form is human."

"Correct." Chi Wu said.

Time passed quickly as they were talking, and it didn't take long for them to reach the edge of Area B. Outside the metal city wall was the void Area C.

Chi Wu walked along the base of the city wall, and there were more and more green plants around, until he saw a secluded forest. Chi Wu got into the dense woods, and the basket got stuck in two small trees. He skillfully pulled it twice and succeeded. Even people go in with baskets.

"This is it?" Cheng Yan followed behind him.

The forest is not big, but no one takes care of it, and there are messy stones everywhere, but Chi Wu walked smoothly, and soon stopped in front of a piece of flattened mud.

Cheng Yan saw from behind that the whole dirt floor was covered with small wooden signs like Chi Wu's, as well as "stone tablets" that he didn't buy at a high price.

It is said to be a stone tablet, and it is probably a piece of stone that Chi Wu got from somewhere. After smashing it, he carved his name crookedly on it with a carving pen, and inserted it into the soil in various shapes of inverted triangles and trapezoids.

There was a small tool box surrounded by wooden blocks on the edge of the mud floor, and there were a few thick branches in it. Chi Wu went to get it, found a piece of rubbish at the edge of the mud floor, and poked it down.

"Is it buried here?" Cheng Yan asked.

Chi Wu didn't take his work very seriously, his hands and feet were slow, grinding, and he didn't seem to have much strength, like a child playing with mud, poking around again and again.

"Didn't you say any location?" Chi Wu pulled out a branch and pointed to a few locations under the shade of the trees. "These locations are very expensive."

Cheng Yan couldn't help laughing, this broken position is still a VIP.

"Why don't they bury themselves?" Cheng Yan asked.

Chi Wu: "Would you like to buy yourself a cemetery when you're 20?"

After poking out a ditch, Chi Wu took out the carving knife, operated on the wooden sign for a while, then blew off the debris, and looked at it twice: "It's okay."

Cheng Yan: "..." If it takes half a minute to recognize the name, that's fine.

Chi Wu inserted the wooden sign into the mud ditch, surrounded it with some mud, and compacted it with his fingers, and it was considered a good monument.

After the gold ingots in the basket were burnt, Chi Wu's order was complete.

Cheng Yan watched the whole process, and couldn't help feeling a little funny, and followed Chi Wu with his hands behind his back and left the forest.

When passing the junction of Area A and Area B, Chi Wu turned around: "Why are you still following me?"

His eyes met the falling sunlight, his eyelashes turned into golden feathers, and his pupils were like amber treasured by a businessman in his palm. Among the bustling crowd, he was an angel who could not fall from the mortal world.

Cheng Yan said, "I'll follow you."

Chi Wu put his hands behind his back, hooked his fingers on the basket casually, and suddenly smiled lightly: "Do you like me too?"

In the next second, he put away his smile, turned around and entered the gate of District A, without giving Cheng Yan a chance to catch up.

Cheng Yan watched from afar, and after a while, lowered his head and frowned.

He didn't know why he would blurt out these words, and every time he did so, his mind would be in a mess, black and white, like the snow pattern of an old TV.

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District A is like a modern city, many people who have not been summoned by the ladder will hang out in it during the day, go shopping, watch free movies.

Chi Wu entered the unmanned store. In fact, there are no waiters at all the consumption points in Area A. They only need to get the items they need, and then put the coins into the box next to it.

Because the unchanging law in the ladder is—no one goes to the ladder for nothing.

For those who have not paid, the items in their hands will disappear naturally. Some people have tried to eat directly in the supermarket, but the food turns into air almost as soon as it enters the mouth.

Today Gu Ran said that the dishes in the supermarket had been updated, and Chi Wu came over without stopping.

After confirming that there was no rice, Chi Wu took a paper bag of food and went home, just short of writing "return with a full load" on his face, but usually at this time, he would encounter some big and small troubles.

Except for a few HOS houses in District B, the rest are hotel clusters. There are cheap coffin rooms that only cost a few silver coins to live in for one night, and there are also single rooms that are slightly more expensive for a few silver coins. In short, most people choose to live The place.

And if Chi Wu wanted to go home, he would definitely pass by the hotel group.

Otherwise, you have to walk a long way along the city wall as before.

The hotel group is very lively, and the streets and alleys are full of people. They are either chatting, or eating a three-size bag of sunflower seeds with silver coins, or playing some homemade board games.Chi Wu hugged his things, walked through it carefully, turned a corner, and when he reached a street with not many people, the eyes of the men who were leaning against the wall and chatting immediately lit up and gave each other winks.

The leading man came up to strike up a conversation and pushed Chi Wu's arm very rudely.

"Hey, you're so rich," the man was wearing a black sweatshirt, showing his strong biceps. "Why don't you feel sorry for us people, take nutritional supplements every day?"

Chi Wu was pushed sideways by him, turned aside, stumbled a few steps and walked around them, but was stopped again.

"Let me see what good things I bought." The man reached out to snatch the vegetables in Chi Wu's paper bag, and Chi Wu hugged him tightly and ran away.

"You still want to run?" The man in the black sweatshirt held Chi Wu's thin arm again, and when he felt Chi Wu's weight, he had a smirk on his face, "You said how much you can eat so lightly, and you don't need to save so much money Drop it, or give us some today..."

Before he finished speaking, his leg suddenly hurt so badly that he couldn't feel it. He knelt under Chi Wu's body. When the people around him took a closer look, there was a bullet wound on the man's calf.

Chi Wu backed away in fright: "It's not me! I didn't touch him!" At the same time, he quietly hid the things in the inner pocket of his coat.

"You dare to fight us?!" The uninjured man grabbed Chi Wu's collar, "Where did you hide the gun!"

Chi Wu was so shaken by him that he cried, "I don't have a gun...I didn't hit him..."

"I hit him." A lazy voice sounded from the end of the street, "Let him go."