The gossip-loving, complaint-filing Old Ancestor VS the hilarious, dandy Young Master (also the Grandmaster of the Xuanmen).
Qi Jing is the thousand-year-old ancestor of the Qi family, summon...
Gu Zhou looked at him strangely, "You've been sleeping for three days, and you're still sleeping?"
Qi Jing glared at him, "It's all your fault. My soul has just returned to its place, and my messy divine power hasn't even returned yet, and you're like this. How can I not be sleepy?"
Gu Zhou was speechless for a moment. He just waited a little too long and was a little impatient.
"Then go to sleep. How long will you sleep?"
Qi Jing raised his finger and said, "Sleep for three more days.
After saying that, Qi Jing fell back and fell asleep in the first second.
Gu Zhou could only watch, cleaned up the dishes and went out. As soon as he went downstairs, he met everyone's gazes.
Gu Zhou shrugged, "He fell asleep again."
Then Gu Zhou received a lot of blaming gazes. What a beast this guy is.
Gu Zhou frowned. What the hell were these people thinking about?
Gu Zhou rolled his eyes and didn't bother to explain. He took the dishes into the kitchen. He still had to find a way to bring Qi Jing back to his home. His life would be in danger if he stayed at Qi's house for one more day.
Qi Jing slept soundly for another three days, and this time he really got enough sleep.
After going downstairs to eat, Qi Jing collapsed on the sofa, feeling comfortable all over.
"Uncle!"
A call made Qi Jing open his eyes, and then he saw Zhao Yin stepping out of the ghost gate, followed by a familiar ghost messenger.
Qi Jing's eyes lit up, "Xiao Liu."
Zhao Yin's eyes lit up, and he quickly walked over and bent down to look at him, "Have you finally remembered?"
"I remember now. I raised you." Qi Jing tilted his head and looked at the ghost messenger behind Zhao Yin. It was also a familiar face.
The ghost messenger asked, "Master Jing, do you remember why we were struck by lightning?"
He was more concerned about this issue. After all, there were only three people who were struck by lightning. There might be more, but they just didn't encounter them. Or those who were struck by lightning were already dead and had reincarnated long ago.
"The Heavenly Dao wanted to find me, so they used your power." Qi Jing explained, "I was out on business, and something happened in the Heaven Realm. The Heavenly Dao couldn't suppress it, and couldn't find me, so they did this. You were the last people I came into contact with, and you still have some of my aura on you, as well as the things I gave you."
Zhao Yin's mouth twitched when he learned the truth. "Then we are really unlucky."
"Don't be angry. After all, you can be reincarnated even if you are killed." Qi Jing blinked. He only found out about it after he came back. He didn't have time to look for them. There was nothing he could do.
Zhao Yin waved his hand, "Forget it, I don't have anything to lose anyway."
Zhao Yin really didn't care. He was already dead, so it would be the same if he was chopped again.
The ghost messenger has the same mentality. Everyone will die sooner or later anyway, so he doesn't have much regrets while he is alive.
Qi Jing looked at Zhao Yin and asked, "Are you going back to be a ghost?"
"I didn't expect to be of any help, but you just went back to your place. Now I don't have a chance to think of anything."
Zhao Yin sighed. If he had known this earlier, he would have waited a little longer. Being a ghost or god was too restrictive. He was so busy that he only had the chance to come out now.
Qi Jing disagreed, "Being a ghost is also good. Don't you have new projects? You can also watch live broadcasts."
Zhao Yin couldn't help but frown when he mentioned this, "That thing wasn't made by the ghost world."
"What do you mean?" Qi Jing frowned to show that he didn't understand. His eyes also fell on the ghost catcher. Wouldn't he be talking about a new activity organized by the ghost world?
The ghost messenger explained with a bitter face, "The Ghost King suddenly discovered it, and then incorporated it into the ghost world, and added some new activities."
"Then you really can say it." Gu Zhou came out with the freshly made juice and roughly guessed what that world was like. It should also be a small world.
Qi Jing also thought of it, "It doesn't matter, it's all the same anyway."
He had made settings in this world thousands of years ago, and it would match and merge with other small worlds. That should be a newly born small world, because it happened to merge with the ghost world because of ghosts.
Qi Jing said everything was fine, so Zhao Yin didn't care. He simply told Qi Jing about the current situation in the ghost world.
The ghost world is definitely a special existence. Almost every world has a ghost world. Whether it is mentioned or not, it is inevitably connected to the ghost world.
Therefore, the ghost world can be connected to any world, and the souls of all worlds will eventually return to the ghost world. This has also led to the ghost world being overcrowded with ghosts and requiring major reforms.
Zhao Yin has been busy for the past few months and is exhausted. Now he has barely managed to balance the ghost world.
Qi Jing nodded after listening, "What about the other worlds?"
"That's about it, but I discovered a few new worlds." Zhao Yin frowned. "There weren't that many before, but now there are obviously several more."
Qi Jing also frowned. Their current world has become the real world, and they cannot accept the integration of the new small world.
But the real world will create many fictional worlds, and those fictional worlds will continue to rotate and reopen, just like what he experienced before.
It's a bit weird.
At this time, Gu Zhou also realized another thing. He looked at Qi Jing, and a very bold idea came to his mind.
Qi Jing was startled by this look and immediately pulled Gu Zhou upstairs. He pressed Gu Zhou's arms against the wall with both hands and looked up at him and asked, "Will this world also give rise to more fictional worlds?"
"It's not impossible." Gu Zhou pulled out a hand, took out his phone, opened the novel software and showed it to Qi Jing, "As you can imagine, there are many people who write novels, too many to count, and many TV dramas are also adapted from novels.
If you were to follow your previous statement, the formation of the small world should be when many people see it and acknowledge its love, just like the power of faith that the gods received from the human world, creating the world of the novel and providing support, constantly starting, ending, and restarting until the popularity of the novel dies down, or it is completely forgotten, and the small world collapses and disappears.
Qi Jing took a deep breath, let go of Gu Zhou in an instant and began to pace around the room, muttering to himself.
"Then I was wrong. I put so many small worlds together, and finally made this world real, free from the plot so that it could continue to develop, but I created more small worlds."
Gu Zhou put his phone in his pocket and watched Qi Jing walking back and forth, his face full of suspicion and nervousness. He really doubted whether Qi Jing had really returned to his soul and recovered his memory. Otherwise, why was Qi Jing still like that, a little silly?
Qi Jing quickly noticed Gu Zhou's gaze. He stopped and looked over, frowning and asking, "What are you looking at?"
"Nothing, I just don't think you look like someone who has lived for tens of thousands of years or even longer."
Gu Zhou was honest, they really didn't look alike at all.
Qi Jing was unhappy. He stood up straight with one hand behind his back, his expression restrained, his eyes darkened, and he said unhappily, "Is it okay to just put on a stern face and act serious like this?"
Gu Zhou was amused by Qi Jing's reaction, "Then you should stop pretending. You were quite cute just like before."