Lu Zhengkang lowered his eyes and looked at these fourteen little souls.
They did not come to reincarnation at the same time.
Ben Yu and Sun Lizhai arrived almost last, but the twelve previously locked souls were so lonely floating on the surface of Shangyuan and refused to be reincarnated. They sensed Lu Zhengkang and they were unwilling to leave.
Unfortunately, some of them are unconscious.
Lu Zhengkang gently blew on them, and they all came to life, grew real bodies, floated around, and began to grow spontaneously.
With their essential bodies, the fourteenth class had high-level senses and could observe their surroundings in detail. They immediately noticed the heavy shackles on Lu Zhengkang's body.
Countless streamers were wrapped around Lu Zhengkang's body, and the ends extended into the void, like a gauze garment facing the wind.
Sun Lizhai asked: "Lu Yuan, what's wrong with you?"
The rest of them behaved themselves and did not dare to say anything. Only the rebellious little girl was still high-spirited.
"It's not a big problem. You will be treated like this if you go deep into reincarnation. However, I have almost figured out the rules of reincarnation. I will be reincarnated soon. Do you want to go first or wait for me?" Lu Zhengkang spoke in a calm tone.
It's light, like inviting a friend to dinner.
"Together!" the crowd shouted.
"That's fine."
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Quan Suhuan was wrapped in a thick mink fur and curled up in the Taishi chair under the court.
The twentieth day of the first lunar month.
The excitement has almost ended. There are scattered small banquets in the large courtyards next door, where the juniors are eating and drinking. They are extremely bored and have nowhere to go. They only have good food and good scenery to spend their days leisurely.
It's times like this.
Everyone was noisy and enjoying the afterglow of the New Year's joy, but Quan Suhuan was no longer able to participate. After all, an old woman in her seventies was really out of the social circle. It could even be said to be on the edge of society.
Ten years ago, the position of head of the family was smoothly handed over to her eldest son.
The eldest son.
Quan Suhuan smiled.
The light snow accumulated in the yard, and the clouds in the sky were sparse. A strong wind last night blew these high-altitude unruly clouds into thin strips, and they looked like living creatures in the atmosphere.
The clouds curling around the edges look like hands and feet
, they grow up eating light, and the food of light will flow through their abdomens along their simple intestines, and then come out. Some clouds are fully bright, and some are half-dark. Does this mean that the latter are fatter?
, the light cannot penetrate the fat back, so is it dim?
Quan Suhuan was fascinated. She was enjoying such a leisurely time. The stove was warm, but the outside scene was cold. Her body was very comfortable and her mood was calm.
She doesn't think about too many things now. The older she gets, the more she feels unable to do many things, such as thinking.
Many times she couldn't even understand what was appearing in front of her, even if it was the face of her son or daughter, but she just couldn't quite understand their expressions.
Fortunately, there is still a Pure Land, and there are many good friends in the Pure Land.
For many ordinary people, Pure Land is a social platform.
Of course, the other functions are also various, the most important one is communication. People can easily send messages in the Pure Land, and the world is zero distance away. In this way, huge business channels have been developed, and there is even the so-called "Pure Land Shopping".
Negotiate a good price in the Pure Land, and the things will be delivered to your door. Of course, education is also more convenient. If students are far away, they can take classes in the Pure Land. And so on, it is like an Internet.
In addition, a profession called face-changers has emerged. They are responsible for traveling between the good and evil realms and conveying some important and special information. These people have broken the restrictions on temperament in the Pure Land. It is said that they achieve this change of temperament by hypnotizing themselves.
It was effective. It went rampant for a while, and then became more careful after being suppressed by the Venerable Holy Dao, but it did not disappear after all. Maybe this was allowed.
Quan Suhuan was thinking about what to talk about with some old sisters in the evening, and felt a little sleepy.
The housekeeper walked to her side with steady steps and asked in a low voice if he wanted to help her back to the house to rest.
"Old dog, go make me a cup of tea." Quan Suhuan almost blurted out, but her eyes caught the housekeeper's face, "Oh, it's not the old dog, yes, the old dog died long ago, who are you from?"
"Old lady, I am the grandson of Old Dog." The housekeeper didn't mean to be humiliated at all. Dogs are loyal animals. His grandfather was Old Dog, so he called himself a puppy.
"What's your name?"
"Quan Gong." This is the surname given to the master's family, which represents a kind of trusted status.
"Okay, you go and make me a pot of tea, just Mingqian Guanyin."
When Quan Suhuan offered several cups of tea to Buddha, it was the most proud thing in her life. Every time she mentioned it, the audience would show envy and respect. So she also loved to drink more cups of tea.
Not long after, a cup of tea was put in a white porcelain cup and brought to Quan Suhuan. The old woman took it, opened the lid, and stared at the floating tea leaves.
She suddenly thought, the clouds in the sky are actually more like tea leaves...
But these ridiculous and bizarre ideas have not happened for a long time.
The last time I thought about this, well, of course I didn't remember it. Quan Suhuan felt that some kind of innocence and childishness was returning to her decaying body, which made her quite happy.
As she got older, many rules became insignificant, so like a child, she stretched out her right hand and waved it in the air, swinging it back and forth among the clouds, as if it were a bird.
"Huanhuan."
Quan Suhuan was suddenly startled. How could a stranger break in? In such a large Quan Mansion, are these servants and guards just freeloaders?
Looking around, all the maids and servants were gone.
Quan Suhuan summoned up courage from nowhere and stood up.
Huh! So relaxed? She looked at her aging body hesitantly. This body of flesh was already very dull. Why was she so energetic today?
"Huanhuan, brother will take you to play." A man's voice came from the corridor.
Quan Suhuan's face was gloomy, and the content of these words reminded her of some uncomfortable past events.
That person has died a long time ago. Who is pretending to be a ghost now?
Quan Suhuan walked towards the direction of the sound angrily. She was old enough to have nothing to fear. She was more concerned about her own honor and disgrace now. How could outsiders judge the Quan family's affairs, and even play tricks on the Quan family?
?
When the old woman rushed out of the corridor, she came to a patch of grass, which was on the outskirts of the capital. Quan Suhuan knew that someone had cast an illusion spell on her, but she was stunned after all.
A girl followed her brother step by step. The young eldest son, wearing a brocade robe, threw himself into the grass.
The autumn clouds are also golden in the afternoon, as if they are the reflection of the wheat fields on the ground.
"Here, Huanhuan, let's play with it."
It's a little idiot.
Does the little girl know what is good or bad? She knew it, but she still smiled and said, "Thank you, brother."
Quan Suhuan blinked.
"Brother, what are the clouds in the sky?"
"Clouds are clouds."
"No, let me ask you, what is it like?"
"Like a bug, eating the sun, like a ring, lazy."
Quan Suhuan murmured, like a bug, like a ring...
"Brother is lying!"
"Hahaha, little fools can be smart sometimes."
The boy smiled and walked step by step towards the woods on the outskirts.
The woods were so dark that even the sun couldn't penetrate.
Quan Suhuan suddenly felt a sense of fear.
Don't go.
She wanted to speak but couldn't. The old woman stared at the girl, hoping she could keep her.
But when the girl turned around, she grew up and became a graceful woman and the head of a noble family.
The two Quan Suhuan looked at each other.
The old woman could see Quan Hongming growing up little by little, walking into the deep forest and disappearing into the darkness.
The woman murmured slightly, "Brother, how can a person like you change?"
The old woman sighed. She had forgotten all her hatred. Now her hatred for Quan Hongming was just a kind of inertia, she was used to hatred.
A shrill roar came from the woods.
The flying birds were startled and turned out to be a flock of crows.
Sue the dead bird.
Brother, I hope everything goes well for you in the next life.
"Thanks."
Quan Suhuan suddenly turned around.
The clouds in the sky looked like a Bodhisattva, and her eldest brother stood on the lotus throne and waved gently to her.