Chapter 957: The System Teaches You To Be A Strong Man 68
Chapter 957 The system teaches you to be a tough guy (68)
"I became a seducer."
Cheng Wu's soul became more solid, and her clothes changed into ancient official uniforms. She was extremely surprised, "It turns out that the underworld is connected to more than one world." The area she was responsible for was in other worlds.
Wei Hua inspected Cheng Wu's soul body again. The soul's origin was a little more generated due to the addition of rules, but it was still far from being complete.
They are the same origin. The soul origin is inherent in the human soul. It is born with it and everyone has it. Merits and the power of faith are good things that everyone wants, but they may not be able to get them even if they work hard.
It seems that the two origins of merit and the power of faith are higher, but these two kinds of heaven can be given to the human body, but they cannot directly give the origin of the human soul.
The origin of the intelligent soul has evolved over hundreds of millions of years.
This made Zihua feel lucky that she didn't artificially help Cheng Wu to complete the task. If she did, she might be doing a disservice.
Seeing that Wuhua didn't speak, Cheng Wu said reluctantly, "Are you leaving?" Can you not leave... She didn't say this.
After receiving the priesthood inheritance, Cheng Wu vaguely felt that the system was not just a high-tech product.
Her other life had just begun, and it would be great if the system could still be with her. She didn't want to get anything more from the system, but she just couldn't bear to be separated.
"Yeah." Wu Hua disappeared and left, leaving behind a sentence, "The system space is given to you." The system space had Cheng Wu's soul imprint, but Wu Hua lazily erased it and simply left it to Cheng Wu.
Cheng Wu looked at the place where the system disappeared and was lost for a while.
A door opened in front of her. It was the underworld that attracted her. She put away the system space and stepped into the door.
Seeing many souls, Cheng Wu knew that she had really arrived in the underworld this time.
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Returning to his true body, Yuhua inspected his own plane. In the living world, the soul is still in the initial stage of ripples, and it is still early to evolve into a formed soul.
Rules produce ripples, and ripples carry rules.
Sections of ripples carrying different rules, combined in different combinations, are the beginning of the soul's origin.
He can sense the generation and disappearance of each ripple, and can know what kind of rules each ripple comes from and how it is generated.
Occasionally, a collection of ripples showed signs of evolution. As long as He pushed it slightly, the collection could exist longer. But He didn't push it and just watched quietly as the collection fell into pieces.
The ripples disappear.
Heaven is the Creator, but not the Creator.
The way of heaven is a collection of rules, and rules create all things, but the way of heaven cannot directly create all things.
Even if he could, He wouldn't do it.
Therefore, He only perfects and adds its own rules, allowing everything in the plane to evolve on its own according to the rules.
The plane is placed here, and whether there are living beings or not, they are all in its original state, and there is no one who likes it or not.
Zihua fell into deep sleep again.
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"An'an, Ningning, finish your meal quickly." Xiao Lan took out two bowls of noodles and placed them on the dining table. She glanced at the clock on the wall. It was almost six o'clock. An anxious look appeared on her eyebrows, "You guys
Come and eat, you two."
"Come on, sister." A girl who looked about eight or nine years old agreed, ran out of the house, turned around and shouted into the house in a low voice, "Xiao Ning, hurry up."
A boy who was slightly shorter than the girl and looked very similar ran out of the house.
The two children sat at the dinner table and both sniffed, "It smells so good."
Cut into inch-long shredded pork, wrapped in starch and stir-fried, the white hand-rolled noodles, black fungus, yellowish day lily, green onion, and red pepper are combined together to form a bowl of color.
Delicious pork noodles.
Xiao Lan looked at the door of the house a few times and urged the two children, "Eat quickly."
She came back late today, hurriedly cooking for Xiao An and Xiao Ning, and she is still here.
"Hey." Xiao An and Xiao Ning agreed, picked up the chopsticks from the table and started eating.
The noodles that had just been served were a little hot, so the two of them picked up the noodles, blowing on them and sucking them into their mouths.
"It's so delicious." Xiao Ning sucked a handful of noodles into his mouth and kept saying while chewing, "I wish I could eat it every day."
Xiao An frowned and said, "Stop talking." Without stopping, he picked up a large handful of noodles, blew on them and ate them.
Xiao Ning stopped talking, and the only sound left in the room was the sound of the two eating noodles.
Seeing Xiao An and Xiao Ning eating deliciously, Xiao Lan couldn't help but smile.
Shredded Pork Noodles is her favorite dish. She is very happy that her younger sister and younger brother like to eat it.
Her smile suddenly froze, remembering that she forgot to open the window to disperse the smell, which would be in trouble if Fan Hongliang smelled it.
She quickly opened the door connecting the living room to the balcony outside, ran into the kitchen, opened the kitchen window, and washed all the used pots, dishes, and chopping boards.
After cleaning up, the smell in the kitchen was almost gone, but Xiao Lan was not too happy. He sighed, picked up the spatula and hung it on the hook above the sink.
At this moment, there was the sound of a key opening the door.
The door is a metal security door, and the sound of opening the door with a key is always loud.
Xiao Lan's expression changed. He lost his grip on the pot and the spatula fell into the pool below, making a clanging sound.
Fan Hongliang is back early!
"Boom!"
"Xiao Lan, open the door! Lock the door in broad daylight."
Xiao Lan ignored the spatula and ran out of the kitchen. He looked at Xiao An and Xiao Ning first. Both children were holding up chopsticks. Xiao Ning's chopsticks still had a piece of shredded pork on them. Neither of them continued to eat.
His body visibly shrank and he looked at Xiao Lan with a horrified look on his face.
Xiao Lan felt distressed and sad, and said quickly, "You two, take the bowls and go back to the house to eat. Quick, go in and lock the door."
Xiao An and Xiao Ning panicked and ran into the house holding their bowls.
"Bang! Bang!" The people outside impatiently hammered on the door, "Do not open the door!"
Seeing Xiao An enter the house, Xiao Lan hurriedly opened the door. As soon as the lock was unlocked, the door was opened forcefully.
The first person to come in was a foot, which violently kicked Xiao Lan in the lower abdomen. Xiao Lan was kicked from the door to the sofa and fell down. A chair was knocked over in the middle, and her head hit the armrest of the sofa.
"Bang!" Fan Hongliang came in and closed the door hard with a look of violence on his face, "You dare to lock me out, Xiao Lan, you want to die, don't you?"
He went over and kicked Xiao Lan in the thigh again.
Xiao Lan shivered in pain, but did not cry out. No matter how painful she was, she did not dare to make a sound. If she made a sound, she would attract more beatings.
Fan Hongliang's nose twitched, "Okay, why did you lock the door in broad daylight? Why don't you get some meat for those two brats to eat? It's too late for you."
He stepped forward, grabbed Xiao Lan and slapped her five or six times in the face.