This time Song Xi did not say anything to argue about the authenticity. She planned to go to Fliggy later to check out the APP for herself.
"How can you still be alive after your longevity is over?" Song Xi didn't believe it.
"Lao Fang, the host of the Taoist temple, got in touch with me that time. I made some connections in the underworld and gave her ten years."
Can it still be done like this? Doesn't it mean that as long as the underworld has connections, it can be added casually? Song Xi thinks it's wrong, but he can't tell what's wrong.
It seems that we have to wait until Lao Fang comes back to ask him in person.
"Do you often do this to increase longevity?"
"Not much, she seems to be the only one I know about." The man thought for a moment and shook his head. "But it's also possible that I don't know much." The man added.
"If her life span is over, the seducers will naturally come to arrest her. What are you busy with here?"
"Isn't this because I want to behave better and keep my job?" the man replied timidly.
Song Xi rolled his eyes and didn't want to talk nonsense to him anymore.
"Is her life span completely exhausted now or has it not yet arrived?" Song Xi wanted to know how much time is left for her.
"There's about a month left." The man counted with his fingers.
"Well, don't mess with grandma again this month, otherwise...my claws are not vegetarian."
"Also, what should I do if I want to find you?"
"Just call me Li Liang here in the back mountain." The man replied.
After saying that, the man's figure slowly faded and disappeared, and Song Xi opened his eyes.
At first glance, I saw that I was still lying on the tree, with the scorching sun in the sky, and there was no trace of fog anywhere. It seemed that I was probably in the underworld.
After getting up, Song Xi quickly ran to the Taoist temple.
Flying Pig had just woken up from his nap and was yawning and drinking tea sleepily.
Song Xi picked up his cell phone, brushed his face, and opened the book of life and death.
Li Liang, who was 55 years old, died in the autumn of such and such a year.
Zhang Cui, who lived at the age of 83, died in the autumn of such and such a year. When Song Xi looked at the year, it happened to be this year.
It is summer now, and it will be autumn in a blink of an eye.
what to do?
Feizhu watched Song Xi running around the room with her cell phone, looking anxious. He reached out to take the cell phone in her hand and was dumbfounded.
"Is there any way to change it?" Song Xi pointed out.
"I'll give it a try." Feizhu was not sure either.
"Wait." Song Xi blocked his hand from opening the computer.
"This Li Liang told me that a man by the Naihe Bridge disappeared some time ago. His description was very similar to Qiu Sheng."
"The fact that he came to grandma was a chain reaction of that incident."
"If you change this, will there be other unexpected chain reactions, which will be detrimental to other people?"
Feizhu pondered for a while.
"There will be situations where a bug appears in the text. If it is not fixed, the later parts of the text will not be connected to the previous ones."
"Fix it, it means that everything behind it needs to be changed. Repair without leaving any trace can only be a small bug. Even if a shocking bug is fixed, there will still be some inconsistencies."
"The people and things in the book will have a series of reactions."
"It's hard to say what kind of reaction it will cause. After all, the world is complex and disconnected, and it can explode out of nowhere."
"Why don't you wait any longer and let me think of a way. If you really can't think of it, just change it at the end." Song Xi said uncertainly.
"I'm afraid it's too late to do meritorious deeds."
"Looking for Fox Song Qing, I'm afraid they can't do anything about this kind of fate."
"Like Wukong, go to the underworld and check off his name. My strength doesn't allow it."
Song Xi took Feizhu's cell phone over again, opened the book of life and death, and looked through it over and over, thinking of possible solutions. But none of them seemed to work.
Feizhu just watched her thinking hard and talking to herself. He knew that she was using this method to list all the possible and impossible things, and then see if there was any chance of a flash of inspiration.
"When Lao Fang changed Grandma Zhang's life span, he took the path of concealing the truth."
"The flying pig fished out by Qiu Sheng followed a path that made both heaven and hell feel metaphysical. Does that mean that if it were an official path, there would be no adverse effects?"
"And the one who controls the book of life and death is the King of Hell in the underworld and the Immortal Emperor in the heaven who is in charge of longevity and happiness on earth."
But neither of them knew each other.
Isn't there a small world theory? There are no more than six people between you and any stranger.
In other words, you can get to know any stranger through up to six people.
Song Xi collected all the bits and pieces of knowledge he knew in his past and present lives.
When she found that there was nothing she could do for the time being, she decided to give it a try. Anyway, even if she failed, Feizhu's magic touch would still reveal the truth.
To get to know the King of Hell, the only person who has connections with the underworld is Qiu Sheng.
Acting as soon as he thought of it, Song Xi said hello to Feizhu, activated the key, and returned to the secret realm.
Fox, who heard that Grandma Zhang's cat had come to the Taoist temple, rushed to Feizhu and found that Song Xi was missing. When Feizhu told Song Xi's plan, he couldn't help but look sideways at her daring idea.
When Song Xi came out of the cave behind Xiaozhulou again, he suddenly realized, where does Lao Xiong live?
Where can I find it today?
Come and find it.
Song Xi released his spiritual consciousness and after scanning the entire valley, he found biological activity in a courtyard a few miles away from Xiaozhulou and immediately walked down.
I had been to that courtyard in Songxi before when I first came here. It was deserted and big, and even the mice were too lazy to go there. After one time of catching mice with zero harvest, I never went there again.
At that time, the scene inside and outside the courtyard was still desolate, unlike now.
The current time in the secret realm is March and April, which is the season when the grass grows and the orioles fly, and the flowers bloom.
The white exterior wall, black tiles, and a circle of peach and apricot trees inside the courtyard wall are in full bloom, pink and red, like haze, which is really beautiful.
The orioles were chirping in the trees, and the whole yard was very lively.
There is still life when there are people living there, Song Xi sighed as she stood outside the gate. She stretched out her hand and knocked on the door.
"Here we come." A fresh and cheerful male voice came from the courtyard, followed by the sound of footsteps approaching from far away.
With a "squeak" sound, the vermilion door slowly opened inwards.
A tall man in red clothes stood at the door. Song Xi saw the change in his narrow and narrow eyes, from the initial impatient look to the stunning look.
"Girl, who are you looking for?" The man stepped out of the threshold and came out.
At first glance, Song Xi thought they were golden pheasants, but upon closer inspection, they just had similar clothes but very different appearances.
This is another kind of beauty different from the golden pheasant.
The beauty of the golden pheasant contains a hint of youthfulness and stubbornness.
This person's beauty is more about the youthful and blooming beauty.
Hey, how many surprises are hidden here.
"I want to ask you about someone." Song Xi stopped his reverie and explained his purpose.
"Lao Hu, who is this?" came a female voice from inside the house.
"Asking for directions." The man turned his head towards the house and responded.
