Chapter 891

In the 19th year of Xuanwei, Mount Liantai was covered in grass and the sky was clear.

Light rippled and a green shadow flashed. Meng Qi appeared on a big tree outside the Shaolin Temple. He blended in with the void and was one with heaven and earth, so he did not disturb the Restrictive Spell.

He stared at the road up the mountain and saw the horse-faced man carrying a sickly child on his back. They passed through the hill and moved forward quickly.

The familiar face, the familiar breath, the subtle feeling of seeing the body of the past. Mengqi opened his eyebrows and a Dao Yi Glaze Lamp appeared deep in his eyes. It shone through the illusion and reflected the world of karma.

The closer they got to the Shaolin Temple, the weaker the breath of the child became. Suddenly, he groaned in pain and fainted. His vitality immediately collapsed.

The collapse only lasted for a moment and his vitality immediately recovered. It was weak and calm without any abnormalities.

At this moment, Mengqi's Principles of Karma reflected a subtle change in karma. The connection of the child's soul first extended to the sky and then changed to where Shen Du was. It was no different from before.

"Got you!"

Mengqi's eyes were black and white. Layers of threads were constantly breaking down and recombining to reproduce this karma connection.

"Second Young Master, you're awake?" The horse-faced man put down the child and asked anxiously. The past reappeared in front of Mengqi and his time was up. He was shrouded by the light of the Seven-Kill Tablet and returned to the future.

In the Yuxu Palace of Kunlun Mountain, Mengqi's figure appeared and suddenly disappeared. With the help of the connection, he arrived on Earth.

Passing through layers of crystal wall-like barriers of time and space and the indescribable fog of mysteries, Mengqi suddenly saw a blue and beautiful planet in front of him.

After so many years, he finally returned.

…

The sky was dark and heavy rain was about to fall. Mengqi changed back to his usual appearance. He wore casual clothes and put his hands in his trouser pockets. He looked at the old building in front of him with some emotion.

The location of the connection was actually the rented house he had when he died. But as time passed, the tenant had changed and the layout had changed. There was no meaning to reminisce.

Looking through the window on the ground floor and seeing the calendar, Mengqi nodded thoughtfully, "Time passed differently. Only three years have passed."

Three years was actually not a short time. How many three years could a normal person have?

Revisiting the old place made Mengqi feel emotional. He slowly walked out of the neighborhood and planned to fly home to see his parents. He wondered how they were after three years.

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly smiled bitterly because he knew nothing about the specific location. In the past, he always took a train or a long-distance bus home, so he didn't need to distinguish between north and south. He only knew that it was roughly south of the city where he worked. As for whether it was southeast, southwest, or further, he didn't know.

What was the point of flying if he did not know the specific location?

As an immortal, he had no sense of direction … The corner of Meng Qi's mouth twitched. His right hand moved to calculate the direction.

"Yi." He suddenly muttered. Because the heavenly secrets were blurry, he couldn't calculate too clearly.

Without the interference of powerful people, even if his Yuxu Divination was not as good as a professional like Grand Wang Trickster, he should be able to calculate a fixed geographical location, right?

Frowning slightly, Mengqi tried to calculate other things. The more he calculated, the more confused he became. Because all of them were blurred, the results were plausible. For example, the fate of the lady who passed by just now was relatively clear within a year. If it was more than a year, it would be too chaotic and he could only grasp the general direction.

"The earth is more special than I thought. It seems that the Devil Buddha's choice to hide his reflected self here is not a random thing." Mengqi nodded slightly and calmed his mind. He planned to walk along the route he used to go home and observe.

After leaving the residential area and entering the nearby subway entrance, Mengqi played with the leaves he picked just now with his right hand. With a flash of electricity in his palm, the leaves turned into banknotes with all kinds of anti-counterfeiting devices. It was exactly the same as the real thing, or rather, it was the real thing. Of course, the power he consumed could easily destroy the entire city.

Just as he was about to buy a ticket, he suddenly saw a beautiful figure with shoulder-length hair, a checkered skirt, delicate features, and well-dressed. It was his colleague, Cai Yang, whom he had a crush on back then. Unfortunately, before he could muster up the courage to pursue her, she quit her job and they never contacted each other again. He did not expect to meet her again after so many years.

"Cai Yang," Mengqi was no longer the person he was back then. He greeted her generously.

Cai Yang turned her head in surprise. Her eyes were still as beautiful as ever. She was confused at first, then suddenly realized, "You, you are Mengqi?"

"Not bad, you still remember me," Mengqi said with a smile. He did not feel restrained when facing a goddess.

"Of course I remember. You were the funniest one among my colleagues." Cai Yang pursed her lips and smiled. She did not know why, but the current Mengqi gave her a strong sense of closeness. She subconsciously said what she was thinking.

Thinking of this, she carefully looked at Mengqi and found that his appearance had not changed much. However, there was an obvious accumulation of time. His eyes did not flicker, his smile was calm, and there was some depth of experience. He was no longer at a loss when facing her.

"You, you have become more mature," she subconsciously blurted out.

Mengqi smiled and said, "It's been a few years. If I'm still not mature, I would have lived my life like a dog."

Seeing Cai Yang again, the budding thoughts in the past had long disappeared without a trace. It was as if he had met an ordinary acquaintance.

"Which company are you going to now?" Cai Yang asked casually.

Mengqi had changed so much. He was calm and reserved, like a real successful person.

Mengqi thought for a while and smiled, "Myriad World Knowledge Group."

"What a strange name. What does it do?" Cai Yang asked curiously.

"Err, a large network company that integrates e-commerce, express delivery, and communication," Mengqi answered seriously.

Cai Yang said, "Not bad. This kind of company has a good future. Looking at you, I guess you've become a department manager?"

"Chairman of the board and CEO." Mengqi said while mocking himself in his heart. Because he was also a part-time "network manager" and "courier", it was the embodiment of the most capable people doing more work.

"Ah …" Cai Yang did not expect this answer and did not know how to answer.

"I'm joking," Mengqi smiled and said, "I still have things to do. Let's talk later."

At this point, he looked sincere and said, "Remember, 'Don't stop when you meet the river'."

His voice was magnetic and tickled her ears. Just as Cai Yang was reminiscing, she saw Mengqi pass through the gate and disappeared into the downward elevator.

After a few breaths, she came back to her senses and suddenly thought:

"He didn't buy a ticket … didn't swipe a card … went straight in!"

Was this a VIP service? Cai Yang shook her head and left the subway in confusion. She went to the agreed place to wait.

There were many teahouses and cafes on both sides of the river. It was a leisure place. Cai Yang walked to the tree on the bank and waited for her friend.

At this time, she suddenly remembered Mengqi's words, "Don't stop when you meet the river". She did not know why, but she felt a little scared. After thinking for a while, she crossed the zebra crossing and walked to the opposite side to wait.

Just as she stood still, there was a shrill sound of brakes. A truck turned over under the tree where Cai Yang was standing. Dust flew and the tree was broken. Fortunately, no one was injured.

Seeing this scene, Cai Yang was stunned. There was only one sentence echoing in her mind:

"Never stop in front of the river, never stop in front of the river, never stop in front of the river …"

She suddenly turned her head to look at the subway. Did Mengqi have this kind of ability?

…

On the long-distance bus, Mengqi was leisurely reading the newspaper to connect with the modern society. Beside him sat a middle-aged man who was in a deep sleep.

The middle-aged man suddenly sat up and panted. His face was full of panic. It took him a long time to recover and found that Mengqi was looking at him. He smiled embarrassedly and said, "I just had a nightmare. It's all because I watched a movie about ghosts on the bus last night. I dreamed about it today."

"I've seen similar horror movies before." Mengqi did not mind.

After a few words, the middle-aged man took out a book to kill time. Mengqi glanced at it and saw the title:

From God Hao Tian to the Jade Emperor.

Emperor Haotian, Jade Emperor … Meng Qi muttered to himself.

The middle-aged man noticed his gaze and said with a smile, "I'm quite interested in national sacrifices and folk beliefs. This book is about how the Jade Emperor gradually replaced the original God Hao Tian."

"I'm also quite interested. Can you talk about it?" Mengqi asked thoughtfully.

The middle-aged man talked excitedly all the way until the long-distance bus drove into the county where Mengqi's parents lived.

At this point, Meng Qi had already recognized the route. The content of the middle-aged man's lecture also began to diverge and not focus on the main points.

With a strange feeling, Mengqi moved his body subconsciously and appeared directly at home.

"From the era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors until now, myths have changed many times …" The middle-aged man turned his head and said. Then he saw empty seats and closed windows.

… His mouth gradually opened, and in his mind appeared the horror movie he watched last night, the story of meeting a ghost on the bus.

Did I really meet a ghost …?

…

The furnishings in the house had not changed, and the atmosphere was still the same. A familiar warm feeling surged in Mengqi's heart. His mother was busy cooking in the kitchen, and his father was wiping the table and setting the bowls and chopsticks. The black and white cat was sitting on the sofa like an old cadre, watching TV attentively.

His eyes suddenly blurred. Mengqi was about to appear when he heard the sound of the door opening.

The door opened, and a familiar figure walked in. He said in a loud voice,

"Mom, Dad, I'm back!"

It was another Mengqi, as if he had never left.