The two of them communicated consciousness, but in the eyes of others, Tang Shijin suddenly stopped.
Xu Tianlu waited for a while and couldn't help asking: "Master?"
The prince also said, "My mother, what's wrong with you?"
Tang Shijin calmed down and waved his hand to them that it was okay, while continuing to communicate with him: "What should I do? I've come here, do you come out first, or hide it first?"
Yan Bowei thought for a while: "Cheng Qi is there, no big deal can happen, I'll come out."
Tang Shijin raised his hand and let him out. His Majesty the Emperor who appeared out of thin air scared everyone.
The prince was the first to come back to his senses, jumped up and threw himself into his arms: "Dad!! Dad!"
Yan Bowei hugged his son. The prince rarely acted coquettishly and raised his little face and said, "I miss you."
Yan Bowei said, "Dad misses you too."
He touched his son's little head, and Xu Tianlu said in surprise: "This...no, what's going on?"
Wu Buzheng also said: "A great change in the Living Emperor?"
Others knew a little about the inside story, but Gu Dongmo was really stunned and showed a doubt about life.
Jiang Bi'an stood up calmly to salute. Gu Dongmo was suddenly awakened and hurriedly came over to salute.
Several of the companions opened their mouths in surprise. Only after Jiang Bi'an and his two moves did they come back to their senses and bow to them.
After a long chaos, Tang Shijin asked, "Have you eaten?"
Yan Bowei sat down in the empty seat and touched her head casually: "I've eaten it. Why do you eat it so late?"
"Hurry up," Tang Shijin said: "Along misses you. We think we can go back before the Emperor Star Festival."
Yan Bowei smiled and looked at her, her eyes saying, "Don't you miss me?"
Tang Shijin blinked at him, and the prince leaned over to him and said, "Dad, why did you come suddenly?"
"I don't know either," Yan Bowei said: "Your mother has many unknown methods of immortality... but it is the first time I have traveled thousands of miles."
The prince said, "But I still don't understand, how did you come from?"
Yan Bowei glanced at the seat, and saw that it was all his own people, and then said, "I was in the palace. After using the meal and I entered the meditation for a while, I came here with my eyes. In just a moment, I had nothing to feel in the middle."
Several children all agreed: "Wow!!"
Yan Bowei said: "I will write a letter to Chengqi first and ask Master Jiu to send it back."
As he spoke, he went to write a letter first. The prince stopped eating. He followed him and a few companions were itchy. Seeing that Tang Shijin was not caring about it, Yan Bowei also followed him. While writing the letter, he talked to them.
It is easier for children to accept such magical things, and adults are both stupid and unable to ask.
Only Tang Shijin himself, well, he had to add Jiang Bi'an, and finished the meal in a daze, then called Jiu Ye to come and sent the letter back.
The prince couldn't wait to tell him about Wei Shilei's experiences and experiences from various countries. He kept talking for more than an hour, and several companions followed him, occasionally interjecting words.
Yan Bowei was very patient with the children and sat down and heard them say that it was not until the hour of Hai, and it was too late that he coaxed them to go to bed.
Then Yan Bowei came back to the room, and Tang Shijin had already taken a shower, changed her clothes and prepared to go to bed.
Although he knew that the divorce was better than the newlyweds, Wu Buzheng couldn't help but feel curious and refused to leave. Yan Bowei ignored her and just talked to Tang Shijin.
Tang Shijin was very surprised and took the thought and looked at it: "Is this the one you found on my desk?"
Yan Bowei nodded, Wu Bujian naturally stood behind her, and took it over and took a look, "This carving is good! Uncle Master, why does this Buddha look so much like you?"
"Like me?" Tang Shijin was extremely dissatisfied: "What are your eyes?"
Yan Bowei smiled and said, "Chengqi also said he looked like you."
Although Tang Shijin didn't feel it at all, he still took Wu Bujian's hand and looked at it again, thinking carefully: "I can't even remember when this handheld piece was brought, and I don't know who carved it. I just found that somehow fell into the spring water when I was fetching water. I took it out and put it on my hands."
Yan Bowei said: "In the spring water?"
He thought for a while: "Your Sumeru mustard seeds can even carve things. How could you accidentally fall into it? Could it be that Sumeru mustard seeds are produced by themselves?"
"Generate by yourself?" Tang Shijin opened his eyes: "But... why didn't I know that there is still this space??"
Wu Buzheng didn't regard himself as redundant at all and interjected: "It must be! Otherwise, the Buddha and the demon look so much like you!"
Tang Shijin couldn't help but take a look again, and twitched the corners of his mouth in disgust.
Yan Bowei said: "Jin'er, do you feel that whether it is the previous life or this life, your whole life is full of the choice of 'one thought is heaven and one thought is earth'? In the previous life, each thought has a completely opposite impact on your life, and in this life, your thought has even a great impact on the world?"
Wu Buzheng squatted beside him, trying to reduce his presence, and his eyes were heard.
Tang Shijin thought for himself: "But isn't everyone like this?"
"Of course not," Yan Bowei said: "Most people have ordinary lives. Their thoughts have little impact on life and have no effect on the world."
Tang Shijin frowned and thought for a long time, nodded: "Maybe."
She said, "So? This thing is generated by the space itself, and it can bring you here...this?"
"It shouldn't be every time," Yan Bowei's academic mind aroused again: "Wait for me to try more, how can I come?"
Wu Buzheng couldn't help but interrupt: "Then what were you thinking before you came?"
Yan Bowei thought to myself that I was asking Tianbao if he was my son... Can you say this?
Once you say it, you have to tell all the pictures he has realized. Some people really don’t want to say it! Some people are scared when they think about it! And it’s really too real, just as it has happened.
Yan Bowei said: "At that time, I vaguely heard someone calling Jin'er Regent."
Wu Buzheng's eyes were shiny, and his voice couldn't help but rise three times: "Regent?"
Tang Shijin was about to speak when he was interrupted and glanced at him.
Yan Bowei also came to his senses, why did he explain to him? He stood up, held his clothes, opened the window and threw them out.
Wu Buzheng: “…??”
Tang Shijin laughed twice before asking, "What Regent?"
Yan Xueba passed by quickly in his heart, and composed the story, and then said: "When I hold this handpiece, I will feel many pictures, and it feels like the direction of things after you make other choices..."
He told her about the scene when Emperor Yuan Sheng passed away, and Tang Shijin nodded: "Oh, that means you are not here."
She glanced at him squintedly: "I've been completely broken up after coming out of Maozhou, right?"
Yan Bowei: "..."
Chapter completed!