"No wonder..." The old Taoist priest nodded and said, "It turns out that you have seen Black and White Impermanence early in the morning, so it is not unusual to hear them talking."
"Master..." Hua Weiluo hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask: "Junior Brother Zhishan said that only the dead can hear what the ghosts are saying... Then according to his meaning... is it me?
It turns out that the body in the world is dead or no longer exists??"
"Hey..." The old Taoist priest let out a long sigh, then nodded and said: "Theoretically, it should be like this..."
"But..." Hua Weiluo's eyes suddenly turned red and he muttered: "If this is the case, then I won't be able to go back??"
"Why do you want to go back to your original world?" The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and looked at her with doubts.
“Because I was born there and grew up there, I know everything there, but I am in this time and space, I don’t even know where I am, I don’t even know what year it is now, I don’t even know what year it is now.
I don’t have any relatives, Master, why do you want me to go back to my original world?” Hua Weiluo’s eyes turned red and she looked at the old Taoist priest with watery eyes.
The old Taoist priest just smiled slightly and said in a kind voice: "Then disciple, please tell me, what are your relatives like in the world you miss?"
"I..." Hua Weiluo was stunned for a moment, and then thought about it carefully, only to find that she seemed to have not thought of her parents for many years. Since their divorce ten years ago, she has lived alone and received monthly income.
With the living expenses they provided voluntarily, from high school to college, and then to graduate work, it seems that she has relatives for so many years, but most of the time she is still alone.
"It doesn't matter..." The old Taoist priest looked at Hua Weiluo's confused eyes, shook his head and said, "If you don't want to say anything, I won't force you as a teacher. It's just that you will naturally have your own rights when you come to this time and space."
It's true, and there are things you should do. Now that Master knows your origins, he will naturally help you and won't let those people treat you as an alien, so just don't worry."
"Master..." Before the flowers fell, for a moment, I didn't know what to say.
"Okay, that's all that needs to be said. I'll find your junior brother and carry you back to the yard where you live." The old Taoist priest looked up and looked out the window. It was already approaching noon, so he stood up from his seat.
Come, walk to the door of the meditation room, and walk straight into the hall outside.
Hua Weiluo sat there, staring blankly at the back of her master as he slowly left, then raised his head and glanced at the statue of the Supreme Laojun in front of him, and suddenly felt confused in his heart, where... did she belong...
After a while, there were footsteps at the door. Hua Weiluo raised his head slightly and looked towards the door of the meditation room. A familiar figure appeared faintly in the corridor, and the white Taoist robe gently turned as he walked.
Fei, spotless, his jade-white side face outlines a perfect arc, a pair of deep eyes are slightly lowered, and the long eyelashes cover the brilliance of his eyes.
"The flowers have not yet fallen." Zhishan stood at the door of the meditation room, looking at the person sitting on the ground with a pair of dark jade-like eyes. Her moist eyes were faintly red.
