The unconscious Song Shuhang had another dream. This time, it wasn't a dreamland. He just dreamt about his entire life.
His life started from when he was still a child and slowly unfolded like a movie, big and small.
Many trivial memories that he had long forgotten resurfaced one after another. In particular, a lot of things that Song Shuhang wanted to forget appeared in his mind once again. It was a very refreshing feeling.
While he was unconscious and dreaming, Song Shuhang seemed to hear the sound of Sister Ye crying.
He also wanted to wake up as soon as possible, but he had just entered the second year of middle school. There was still more than half of his life before he would enter university. It was still too early for him to wake up.
What a deceptive secret appraisal technique! Song Shuhang thought to himself.
Although he was in so much pain that he hovered between life and death and almost lost his life, he still managed to reap some benefits. At the very least, he managed to find a way to solve the problem of his mental energy being too strong. After waking up, he could start accumulating the light of virtue. But before that, he had to practice a technique similar to Ksitigarbha's Soul Ferrying Scripture.
It would be great if he could meet that western monk again. The light of virtue on his body was so thick that it felt like it had taken a physical form. He should have already enlightened tens of thousands of people, right? Perhaps his light of virtue had already enlightened tens of thousands of people, resulting in a qualitative change!
Just at the First Stage Dragon Gate Realm, he had already enlightened so many resentful ghosts and accumulated such a large amount of light of virtue. The western monk was surely very experienced.
If he could meet the western monk again, he might be able to obtain some information on how to enlighten resentful ghosts.
Just as Song Shuhang was in deep thought, he suddenly felt his body lighten!
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Time City, inside the library.
Sister Ye's tears rolled down her cheeks. "Sob, sob, sob ~ Let me tell you first, I'm not crying because of your heavy injuries! Sob, sob, sob ~ I'm just crying because of the sadness in my heart. I don't want to cry anymore! Sob, sob, sob ~ I can't stop it! "
While crying, Sister Ye sprinkled healing techniques on the body of Song Shuhang's Reiki.
The healing Daoist techniques continued to fall on Reiki, suppressing the injuries on his back. However, if Sister Ye stopped healing, the wound on Reiki's back would open again.
"How long will it take for this wound to recover? It wouldn't continue to crack like this, right? Wuwuwu ~ "Senior Sister Ye muttered to herself.
As he spoke, the wound on Reiki's back split open again!
This time, the wound on Reiki's back was getting bigger even though Sister Ye had been using her healing Daoist technique.
The inside of the dark wound was like a bottomless black hole.
"What's going on? "Sister Ye increased the effect of the healing Dao technique, but the wound on Reiki's back showed no signs of healing.
An unrecoverable wound?
"What should we do? Could it be that we have to look for Teacher for help?"
At this moment, Reiki's screams stopped.
The wound on his back was still there, but it was no longer painful.
Reiki suddenly became weak and floated on the back of Song Shuhang.
The unconscious Song Shuhang also calmed down.
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Sister Ye asked softly, "Does it not hurt anymore?"
Reiki nodded slightly.
Sister Ye stretched out her finger curiously and poked at the wound on Reiki's back.
However, before her finger could touch Reiki, Reiki had already fled to the side.
Reiki's vision was different from that of humans. His vision was circular and there were no blind spots. Therefore, he could see Sister Ye poking at his wound.
"Will it hurt if I touch it?" Sister Ye asked curiously.
Song Shuhang's Reiki nodded.
Then … Reiki seemed to have thought of something.
With a 'whoosh', he rushed in front of Sister Ye, stretched out his hand, and touched her hand.
"?" Sister Ye was puzzled and touched Reiki's hand.
In the next moment, a thought was transmitted from Reiki.
"Oh? You want to leave the 'Time City' and the Clearwater Pavilion? "Sister Ye asked.
Reiki nodded.
Sister Ye: "Where do you want to go after leaving the Clearwater Pavilion?"
[Return to Earth.] Reiki continued to transmit the thought.
"Song Shuhang's body is here. Will it be okay for you to return to Earth?" Sister Ye asked worriedly.
[No problem. I'm going to carry out an order from my main body. I'm looking for a solution to the problem of excessive mental power.] Reiki replied weakly.
Sister Ye nodded. "Alright, I'll tell you the way to leave."
* * * * *
Sister Ye pointed out the way for Reiki to leave the 'Time City' and the Clearwater Pavilion.
Then, Reiki floated out of the Time City and the Clearwater Pavilion.
Since he was a soul, his speed was extremely fast. He was several times faster than a cultivator of the Fourth Stage flying on a flying sword. Reiki could directly pass through things like meteorites and debris.
In just half a day, Reiki had already returned to Earth and arrived in China.
Along the way, Reiki maintained his vigilance and didn't attract the attention of any cultivators.
After returning to China, Reiki first went to Song Shuhang's hometown, Baijing Street in the Wenzhou market.
After making sure that his parents were safe, Reiki floated to Mount Niuding, which was near Baijing Street.
There, a film crew had already set up camp and was setting up the props needed for filming. This was the crew of Professor Smith, a good friend of the director who liked to raise dogs.
It seemed that the crew hadn't officially started filming yet.
Reiki floated above the crew for a while and quietly floated away.
He would come back after the crew officially started filming.
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Next, Reiki wanted to look for Yu Jiaojiao and see if she had managed to capture that interesting 'author'.
However, he couldn't sense Yu Jiaojiao's aura.
Reiki also didn't have Yu Jiaojiao's contact information. However, he did have Yu Jiaojiao's number in Song Shuhang's mobile phone. It seemed that he could only wait for his main body to wake up and think of a way to contact Yu Jiaojiao.
Reiki decided to give up on looking for Yu Jiaojiao.
In that case, it was time to carry out the orders of the main body!
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The ghost spirit continued to wander about.
The main reason he returned to Earth this time was to look for that 'western monk'!
While unconscious, Song Shuhang thought of looking for that western monk and learning how to ferry resentful ghosts, hoping to gain some experience from doing so.
He didn't know why, but the Spirit Ghost took his thought as an order.
Thereupon, Reiki left the Clearwater Pavilion and returned to Earth to look for the western monk.
However, he didn't know where the western monk was, and they didn't have any contact information. How could he find the other party in the vast China?
Reiki started to ponder. His thoughts and senses were in sync with Song Shuhang's. As long as Song Shuhang allowed it, it could obtain all of Song Shuhang's memories.
In Song Shuhang's memories, the western monk was taken away by the police and sent to Jiangnan's prison.
Perhaps I can go to Jiangnan's prison and take a look. Perhaps I can find something there? Reiki thought.
Thereupon, Reiki floated toward Wenzhou City's train station, preparing to hitch a ride to the Jiangnan area.
According to the timetable of the train, the next train to the Jiangnan area would arrive in three hours. It was quite a long time! Should I consider taking a plane instead?
But right at this time, Reiki felt tired.
He had already returned to Earth from space, and he had also flown for half a day in Wenzhou City. He was very tired. It was better to take a rest and conserve some strength. After all, his current realm was the same as his main body's, the Second Stage Third Dantian Realm. Therefore, the consumption was quite high for him.
He could take advantage of these three hours to rest.
The wound on his back was still there, but it didn't hurt anymore. He didn't know when it would recover.
Reiki floated in the air above the train station and started to rest.
* * * * *
At this time, the western monk was standing in the train station of the Jiangnan area.
He had already been released from Jiangnan's prison for a few days. Actually, he could have left the prison a long time ago, but he chose to purify evil people and souls in the prison. That was why he had stayed there until now.
At this time, the western monk had already successfully leaped through the dragon gate and became a cultivator of the Second Stage.
He had a thick light of virtue protecting his body that made people's hair stand on end. Therefore, the realm of 'Dragon Gate', which was like a heavenly moat for most ordinary cultivators, was like water flowing when the conditions were right for the western monk. He didn't encounter any difficulties and easily leaped through the dragon gate, advancing to the Second Stage!
After successfully advancing, he chose to leave Jiangnan's prison.
When he left Jiangnan's prison, the happiest person was none other than the disciple he had accepted in the prison — Zhao Bulv. He was the outer disciple of the Moon Saber Sect who had both his legs broken after snatching the express delivery from Sima Jiang, the tyrant of Feng Shou Express Delivery.
The pitiful Little Zhao met the western monk after he was sent to Jiangnan's prison.
In the end, he was forcefully converted, forced to become a monk, and even had six burn marks. Every day, he had to recite scriptures with the western monk. The worst part was that the food in Jiangnan's prison wasn't good, and the western monk even stipulated that he could only eat vegetarian food.
Zhao Bulv had thought of the word 'suicide' several times.
Therefore, when the western monk left Jiangnan's prison, Zhao Bulv could be said to be the happiest. If the western monk could take back his words of 'after you get out, your teacher will come and pick you up', it would be even better.
In the week after leaving the prison, the western monk begged for alms and wandered around, while consolidating his realm of the Second Stage.
At the same time, he also accepted a few jobs along the way, such as performing religious rites and sending off funerals, earning money for a few vegetarian meals.
"I've already advanced to the Second Stage. Speaking of which, should I go back to the sect and meet Teacher Wu Yinzi?" The western monk muttered.
After meeting Teacher Wu Yinzi, he would definitely ask me to change my monk robes … and the monk staff in my hands would also be replaced with a flying sword, right?
When he thought of this, the western monk felt very tired.
"I feel that I should delay returning to the sect for a few days. Otherwise, once I return, I'll be scolded by teacher again. "The western monk rubbed his head, already imagining the scene of his teacher flying into a rage.
I've decided, I shouldn't return to the sect!
"Since I'm not going back to the sect … where should I go next?" The western monk took out his mobile phone and looked at the map.
The world was so big, and he wanted to go out and take a stroll. But where should he go?
"Ding dong ~" Right at this time, an advertisement popped up on his mobile phone.
The famous director Mister Jacob arrived in China's Wenzhou City the day before yesterday, and chose Baijing Street's Mountain Niuding as the shooting location for his new movie. ]
"Mister Jacob is coming to China to shoot a new movie?" The western monk's heart was stirred after reading this news.
Although he had shaved his head and become a monk, he still had many interests and hobbies.
Aside from ferrying vengeful ghosts, he also liked watching movies. The director he liked the most was Mister Jacob, who came from the same country as him. He was a world-class director, the pride of his hometown!
If there's an opportunity, it'll be very interesting to play a small role in Mister Jacob's movie! The western monk thought to himself.
It's decided! My next destination is Wenzhou City, Baijing Street!
Thereupon, the western monk boarded the train heading to Wenzhou City.
* * * * *
Three and a half hours later.
In the vicinity of Wenzhou City's train station.
The 46-year-old Zhou Li dragged his tired body back home, parked his brand-new electric scooter, and locked it.
He had been working overtime for the past few days, and Zhou Li was quite annoyed.
Moreover, two days ago, his old electric scooter was stolen by a thief. Therefore, he spent more than 3,000 gold coins to buy a new electric scooter. Half a month's worth of salary had been wasted just like that.
Moreover, his wife had complained about him for the whole night, and he had been suppressing his anger for a long time.
"Dammit, don't let me find out who stole my scooter. Otherwise, I'll let them know the power of my fists! Damn it! "Zhou Li waved his fists.
As soon as he thought of the thief, he gritted his teeth.
After locking the new electric scooter, Zhou Li dragged his exhausted body and walked upstairs to his own house.
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Right at this time, a thin and weak figure strolled over from a distant place.
"Hehe, I stole my old one two days ago, and now a new one has arrived. Tonight's dinner is settled. "The figure chuckled and quickly glanced around the room.
There was no one in a range of several dozen meters. It was a good opportunity.
The figure quietly approached the new electric scooter.
"Did you add a big lock? Tsk tsk, how naive. I can open two locks like this in three seconds. " After approaching the electric scooter, the thin and weak figure quickly squatted down. Then, an iron wire appeared between his fingers, and he quickly opened the lock.
However … although the lock looked old-fashioned, there was something new inside. After fiddling with it for a whole five seconds, it still didn't open.
"Dammit, what kind of lock is this?!" the thin and weak figure said gloomily. He couldn't open the lock.
He clenched his teeth and took out a chain from his pocket. This was one of his habits. If he encountered a vehicle that couldn't be opened, he would add a lock to it … Even if I can't steal the scooter, I can still disgust you!
If he had the chance to see the owner of the scooter fly into a rage, he would be very happy.
This was definitely a twisted mentality. It was an illness that needed to be treated!
But right at this time, a western monk slowly walked over from a distant place.
"Benefactor, please stop!" the western monk shouted loudly, his voice as loud as thunder. "Benefactor, stealing is wrong! It's a sin that you should abstain from! Please stop quickly to avoid being punished! "
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