Chapter 1817 Spiritual Journey, Illuminating the Fog
This is where he married Zhao Xueqing and where the dream began.
But now, together with the Villa No. 1 on Shi Peak, have been renovated and built into a tourist destination and famous attractions, and the establishment of the Linzhou Taichu Historical Archive.
Every day, thousands of people come to visit and pay tribute.
At this time, in the courtyard of the villa, there was a bronze statue of Jiang Tian and Zhao Xueqing working together. In the window, the table shows Jiang Tian and Zhao Xueqing's life and past, and many records. Holographic projection plays many promotional videos full of modernity.
"Dad, is this where you and mom have lived?"
Jiang Beibei looked at it curiously and asked.
Jiang Tian held her little hand and hid among the tourists, like a mortal, walked into the living room, looked at the things and thought of others, and sighed:
"I am just a playboy, stupid as a cow, strong as a tiger, high-eyedness, low-handedness, accomplished nothing, but had a very big temper. However, your mother never despised me. I was sick at that time, and your mother had to work hard and stay up late to work overtime every day.
, take care of me."
He stroked the 29-inch big belly TV and smiled:
"But she never blamed others. She worked hard all the time, making life better, even if it was a little bit better. Because her father was too poor at that time, she was the TV outside of Qianle.
I bought it from the frivolous market. Now technology has been developing rapidly, and holographic projection and VR technology have been applied. This kind of old TV can really support antiques!"
At this time, an administrator walked over quickly and bowed and said, "Sir, this is a cultural relic and cannot be touched casually!"
"Oh! Sorry."
Jiang Tian smiled and withdrew his hand.
"Jiang, no, God of Taichu, it's you here!"
The administrator was full of surprise and screamed as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
"What? The God of Taichu is here!"
"Really and false!"
"Isn't God Taichu going into seclusion? How could he come out?"
This shout alarmed everyone.
For a moment, the tourists surrounded Jiang Tian with three layers inside and three layers outside, and they were surrounded by water. They bowed each other, with admiration on their faces.
"Yes! I'll take a look!"
Jiang Tian bowed slightly, his face warmly, and said, "I'm disturbing everyone!"
"Don't disturb, don't disturb. What are you saying? It's my honor to be able to meet the God of Taichu!"
"Taichu God, please take a walk slowly, and we will retreat!"
Everyone said in a hurry.
Jiang Tian is transcendent and extraordinary, and in the eyes of everyone, he is like a sacred immortal and Buddha. In the eyes of everyone, perhaps giving him a sense of tranquility is the greatest respect.
However, at this time, a beautiful figure walked quickly against the crowd, and said excitedly: "Jiang Tian! It's you here!"
The woman is in her thirties, but she is well maintained. She looks like a girl from the 28th. Her beautiful eyes are clear and a little deep and firm, and a little vicissitudes, which adds a few differences to her.
charm.
The nameplate on her chest also shows her identity, director of Linzhou Jiang Taichu Archives.
"Liu Yating?"
Jiang Tian smiled warmly and said, "How did you become a curator? Your beauty is as beautiful as natural, no matter how you become a curator?"
Liu Yating was wearing a black professional dress, her slender legs were wrapped in thin black stockings, and she still looked smart and capable in high heels. She looked at Jiang Tian excitedly, her eyes were slightly red, and she smiled and said, "Mei Ruo Tiancheng is dead,
But why do you mention this?"
"Dead?"
Jiang Tian was slightly stunned. However, he immediately understood that the spiritual energy was revived and the cultivation civilization was prosperous, and human lifespan could be doubled. Any mortals could practice some breathing and breathing skills to keep their faces alive. Beautiful as natural as the times
It is normal to abandon it.
"Well. To be precise, I took the initiative to close the company."
Liu Yating smiled and said, "However, I seem to have been reborn. I am very happy to talk to Shen Le and Zheng Li's friends here every day, or introduce your deeds to tourists!"
"Is this Beibei? It's so cute! It looks exactly the same as her!" Liu Yating squatted down, with a loving face, and hugged Jiang Beibei.
"Hello Aunt Yating!" Jiang Beibei said in a sweet voice.
"The company you value most has died, but you have gained a new life? It's interesting."
Jiang Tian smiled and seemed to have realized something.
"You finally came back and have a look!"
Liu Yating suddenly remembered that Zhao Xueqing had been taken away by the Immortal Emperor for three years. Jiang Tian’s mood was imaginable, and his eyes were slightly red and said, “Don’t worry, I’ve asked someone to close the store. No one will disturb you!” She rushed
Tang Linglong winked and the two retreated quietly.
"I used to rewritten the prescription for skin care cream on this sofa. Your mother thought I didn't know anything, and was writing random drawings to ruin her big things and wanted to twist my ears!"
Jiang Tian pulled his daughter and sat on the old sofa in the living room. His eyes looked tender and he smiled:
"But this is not the sofa we used to be. Your mother is called thrifty to be nice, and she is called thrifty to be hardworking. To put it bluntly, she is called simplicity. Life was difficult at that time, and after my mother and I moved to Villa No. 1 of Kings, she
I rented this villa to someone else. I guess the family thought the sofa was worn out, so they replaced it."
"You Aunt Yating probably found the original photo information and found someone to create the same style. However, the ones are exquisite, exactly the same, and even carefully made them old. Even the holes burned by the cigarettes on it are exactly the same!"
"Dad, you are so annoying. Since you are exactly the same, that's what you are like, why do you want so much?"
Jiang Beibei couldn't sit still. She ran around and suddenly turned around and said.
"Since they are exactly the same, they are the original ones?"
Words full of childishness and innocence flashed, and it seemed that a thunderbolt suddenly flashed in Jiang Tian’s mind, illuminating a corner of the fog.
"Of course. Since they are exactly the same, of course they are the original, and even different from the original, they are still the original!"
Jiang Beibei said seriously:
"Dad, I heard from Uncle Dahei that he had told me about cultivation. Mortals are just physical bodies and mortal fetuses. Building the Fund Pill is the true life. The body of the Nascent Soul Transformation of God can be composed of laws. The old monsters who return to the void can even be entrusted to them.
The void is integrated with the heaven and earth. Dad, how much change has you changed from mortals to Nascent Soul, but you are still you!"
"Haha, Beibei can do it. You can teach your father!"
Jiang Tian laughed heartily, with a look of relief on his face, and said slowly: "In the long years, not only objective existence will change, but even consciousness and thoughts will change drastically. But I can answer you, Dad will still be
It's dad!"
"You can answer this question. But you may not answer the next question!"
"I'll tell you a fun story. This was what Aunt Linglong read to me last night before I went to bed."
Jiang Beibei said with her hands on her back:
"There is a ship called Thesus, a ship that can sail on the sea for hundreds of years. This is thanks to its many spare parts that can be repaired and replaced continuously. As long as a piece of wood rots, it will be
Replace, and so on, until all the functional components are not the first ones. The question is, is the final ship still the original Teussus ship or a completely different ship? If not
The original ship, so when is it no longer the original ship?"
"If a new ship is directly rebuilt with the old parts taken from the ship of Thessius, then which of the two ships is the real ship of Thessius?"
"It's a very interesting story! Yes, is it still that ship? Which of the two ships is the real Tesius ship?"
Jiang Tian listened quietly with a smile, but his face was as flat as a lake, his heart was as thunder, and lightning shone through the fog again.