Chapter 182 The Real World (1)
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The wind blew through the long street, and the white smoke from the parade dissipated.
The two systems finally got out of the bathroom of the hotel room, but they couldn't help but stop at the street corner.
Zhu Qingchen and Li Yue returned to their original appearance and stood face to face.
A strong wind swirled around the two people.
The surrounding modern buildings were shaken, twisted and deformed by the strong wind, and made loud rumbling sounds.
The bricks on the street beneath my feet quickly collapsed and fell into the endless abyss.
Zhu Qingchen clung to Li Yue tightly, looked in panic at the crack in the ground that was about to spread to their feet, and retreated with Li Yue.
Zhu Qingchen was horrified: "What's going on? Is the world going to change? Where's the system?"
Li Yue was not in a hurry. He hugged him tightly and whispered, "We are going back."
Zhu Qingchen was puzzled: "But my health is not yet..."
Before Zhu Qingchen could finish his words, Li Yue held his face, touched his lips and gently bit them.
Make a mark.
The next second, the crack in the ground spread to their feet and sucked both of them in.
The two people hugged each other tightly, but at a certain moment, they were separated by a force in the darkness.
Zhu Qingchen suddenly felt like he had become as light as a gust of wind.
The harder Li Yue tried to catch him, the harder it was for him to catch him.
The next moment, everything returned to normal.
The seams of the earth closed together and everything was silent.
*
It was a quiet night with white snow falling everywhere.
In the Wenyuan Palace of Fengxiang City, white cloth is hung high and spirit flags are hanging low.
Civil and military officials, attendants and palace maids, all dressed in coarse linen clothes, knelt on the ground, weeping and almost fainting.
"Master Zhu, why did it have to be Master Zhu?!"
"Qing Chen! How could this happen? How could this happen?!"
Suddenly, with a "crash" sound, the window of Wenyuan Hall was blown open by the wind. The candlelight in the hall flickered, and the white cloth spirit flags surged, entangled together, and entangled on the coffin in the middle.
Everyone was startled. Those who were nearby came to their senses, wiped their tears with their sleeves, suppressed their grief, stood up to close the windows, and tidied up the spirit banners.
Zhu Qingchen was sent back by the wind.
He passed through the white cloth spirit banner and landed directly on his coffin.
There was a coffin placed in the middle of the small palace.
On the case
, fruits, incense, candles, sacrificial texts and paper money were piled higher than the mountain.
Zhu Qingchen looked around.
Is he...back?
Zhu Qingchen stood up from the coffin unconsciously, flew in front of the crowd, and wanted to wipe the tears of his friends, but found that his hands had passed through their faces.
Zhu Qingchen looked down at his hands.
He became a spirit again.
Isn't his mission not yet completed?
Isn't his health bar not full yet?
How come he came back and didn't resurrect?
Zhu Qingchen turned around to look for the system, when suddenly a burst of hurried horse hoof sounds came from outside the hall.
Zhu Qingchen looked up, and everyone looked back, and they couldn't help but get excited.
"General! The General is back!"
"General, Qingchen won't let us tell you!"
In an instant, everyone rushed out of the palace, down the steps, and went to greet him.
Only Zhu Qingchen stood there in a daze.
The sky was still dark at this time, and a light snow was falling quietly.
There was a long, deep palace road in front of him. A man wearing armor and covered in snow dust came riding a horse, followed by a team of personal guards.
The snow on the ground was already above people's ankles. The group was hurried on their way and the horses could hardly bear it.
Suddenly, the leading horse was exhausted, and its front hooves knelt forward heavily and fell to the ground.
The man on the horse rolled to the ground, and before he could stand firmly, he continued to run forward a few steps.
The horse fell to the ground and refused to move.
Li Yue steadied himself, threw his horse to his personal guards, held his sword, and hurried to Wenyuan Palace without even taking off his armor.
The sound of armor clanking against the stone steps was noisy.
Li Yue was confused.
There were only two or three steps left. When he was about to reach the Wenyuan Hall, the coffin in the hall suddenly came into his sight.
The people outside the hall stepped aside, making way for him to see the coffin more clearly.
Zhu Qingchen stood in front of the coffin, looking at Li Yue from afar, separated by life and death.
Li Yue stopped on the stone steps, his whole body froze. The candlelight in the hall flickered, making his face flicker as well.
This was a nightmare that he would never be able to face, never be able to let go of, and would repeat a hundred times and a thousand times in the second half of his life after losing Zhu Qingchen.
Even if it happened again, even if he knew that Zhu Qingchen would be reborn, when Li Yue faced this pure white scene again, he still couldn't help but tremble with fear.
Li Yue wiped his face, which was covered with dust and blood, to calm himself down and comfort himself.
I wish Qingqing will come back to life, there will be no problem.
There will be no problem.
He was just about to move his feet forward, but for some reason his legs and feet became so stiff that he couldn't move. He suddenly lost his balance and fell backwards like a collapsing mountain.
"Li Yue?!"
Zhu Qingchen rushed forward, trying to hold him back, but ultimately he passed through Li Yue.
Fortunately, Li Yue was supported by the guards behind him.
Zhu Qingchen flew to the steps and looked back.
Zhu Qingchen stood on the stone steps and looked back at Li Yue.
Li Yue pushed aside his personal guards, used his sword to support himself on the ground, lifted his feet, and walked up the last three stone steps with difficulty.
He stepped over the threshold, but nearly fell, falling directly on the coffin.
Li Yue pressed his hands on the coffin lid, veins bulging on the back of his hands.
Zhu Qingchen whispered: "Li Yue, I am not dead. We just met."
Li Yue couldn't hear him, and with another push, he opened the coffin lid.
It was winter now and the weather was extremely cold. It had only been two days since Zhu Qingchen's death, but he still looked as if he had just died.
In the last moments of life, his face was pale and rosy, his eyes were slightly closed, and he looked very peaceful.
The snowflakes on Li Yue's hair melted, dripped down, and fell into his eyes, blurring his vision.
Li Yue closed his eyes tightly, stretched out his hand, and wanted to touch Zhu Qingchen's face. Just as he was about to touch his face, he suddenly remembered that his hands were dirty, covered in blood, mud, and the leather smell of horse reins.
He withdrew his hand, grabbed a piece of hanging white cloth, wiped his hands vigorously, and then touched Zhu Qingchen again.
Cool.
It was colder than if he had been freezing outside for several days and nights.
Li Yue leaned down, held Zhu Qingchen's face, put his forehead against his, and observed him carefully.
Until he saw a faint tooth mark on Zhu Qingchen's lower lip, the mark of having been bitten.
Li Yue was in a state of great ecstasy. He hugged Zhu Qingchen tightly and laughed like a madman: "Zhu Qingqing! Zhu Qingqing! It's done! It's done!"
Everyone around him thought Li Yue was crazy and wanted to comfort him, but they were afraid of making him even crazier.
Only Zhu Qingchen stood by and raised his hand to touch his lower lip.
Well, Li Yue had bitten a mark on his soul.
Li Yue lifted Zhu Qingchen's body from the coffin and let him lean on him.
While laughing and shouting "Done", he rubbed Zhu Qingchen's arms hard and put his face against his cheeks, trying to transfer his warmth to him.
Just like he had done countless times in his dreams.
"Zhu Qingqing, it's time to come back! It's time to come back!"
Suddenly, someone pushed Zhu Qingchen's soul from behind.
Zhu Qingchen lost his balance and fell straight into Li Yue's arms.
The world was spinning, and Zhu Qingchen kept falling down as if he was trapped in an endless abyss.
A familiar voice came from above his head. Li Yue called him "Zhu Qingqing" and asked him to go home quickly.
Zhu Qingchen struggled hard, waving his hands, trying to control his soul to fly upwards.
As Li Yue kept calling out "Zhu Qingqing", he tried his best to row upwards.
Li Yue's tone was excited and firm at first, but after one stick of incense, it began to tremble and waver slightly.
"Zhu Qingqing, why haven't you responded yet? Where's the system? Where's the system? Why hasn't Zhu Qingqing come back to life? Why not? Where's Zhu Qingqing?"
Zhu Qingchen tried hard to move upwards, but the closer he got to the entrance of the abyss, the heavier his body became, and he fell uncontrollably.
Until Li Yue's voice began to tear up: "Where is Zhu Qingqing? Where is my Zhu Qingqing? She's gone, gone! Where did my Zhu Qingqing go?"
Through tearful eyes, Li Yue saw Zhu Qingchen's eyelashes move in his arms.
Li Yue held his breath, fearing that he had disturbed Zhu Qingchen's rebirth, or that he had blown Zhu Qingchen's eyelashes.
The eternal lamp on the altar flickered, and Zhu Qingchen's eyelashes fluttered.
Li Yue stood still, staring at him intently, and felt that his tightly clenched hands seemed to be warm.
Everyone in the hall held their breath and dared not speak.
They didn't believe that people could come back to life after the dead, but Li Yue's performance was so confident that they couldn't help but believe it under the guidance of Li Yue.
The wax dripped and formed a small pool on the altar.
Time passed little by little, the sky gradually became brighter, and the snow on the eaves melted and fell drop by drop.
Li Yue held Zhu Qingchen the whole time and never let go.
Finally, with the sound of "tick-tock" and the moment when the snow water fell, Zhu Qingchen slowly opened his eyes.
As soon as Zhu Qingchen opened his eyes, he saw Li Yue's solemn and serious face.
He wanted to make him laugh
, and then joked: "Let me see if the Great Zhou War God cries."
"No." Li Yue didn't laugh but cried instead. He hugged Zhu Qingchen tightly and buried his face in his shoulder. Drops of warm tears fell on his clothes. "No, the Great Zhou God of War didn't cry."
Zhu Qingchen raised his stiff hands and hugged him: "I didn't cry either."
The two hugged each other for a while before Zhu Qingchen raised his head and looked at everyone in the hall.
His friends, his colleagues, the servants he helped.
Everyone stood there in a daze, staring at the scene.
When he looked over, it was as if he had come back to life. Someone raised his arm and shouted, and then everyone shouted in unison: "Master Xiaozhu is the Wenquxing official who has descended to earth! God has eyes! God has mercy on us!"
Zhu Qingchen couldn't help but smile at his friends: "I'm fine, I just faked my death."
But his friends still insisted that he was a god.
The system once asked him if he would be caught and burned as a monster if he broke out of the coffin.
Zhu Qingchen was very sure that no, his friends would unanimously say that he was a god who had descended to earth.
No matter what outrageous things happened to him, his friends would help him make it right.
Li Yue hugged Zhu Qingchen tightly and turned around and said, "Okay, stop talking nonsense. I brought back a pill from outside. Zhu Qingqing was originally faking her death. She will be fine after taking the pill."
Everyone understood tacitly and nodded in agreement: "The general is right."
Li Yue turned around, held Zhu Qingchen's face, and gave him a light kiss on the forehead.
Seeing that he was about to kiss her madly, Zhu Qingchen quickly held him down and whispered, "This is ancient times, not modern times!"
There are so many ancient people here, we can’t kiss!
The ancient people understood what was going on and turned around and retreated outside the hall.
The official in charge ordered: "Go and get the doctor. Also send someone to the city to clarify the rumors. Xiao Zhu is not dead. Let the people in the city not be sad."
"yes."
The servants were overjoyed and followed the order.
No one thought there was anything wrong with Zhu Qingchen coming back to life.
Li Yue took a look and smiled as he put his hand on Zhu Qingchen's forehead: "Zhu Qingqing, you can kiss, they all saw it."
Zhu Qingchen puffed up his cheeks, mustered up his courage, leaned forward, and quickly kissed his cold lips: "Okay."
After doing this, Zhu Qingchen's cheeks turned red.
Quickly retracted and prepared to stand up from the ground.
Perhaps because he had just been resurrected, his legs and feet were still a little stiff. As soon as he stood up, his legs and feet went weak and he almost fell to the ground.
Zhu Qingchen held onto his coffin and managed to stand firmly.
Li Yue picked up his knees, held him firmly, and walked out of the hall, ordering his guards: "Tear down the mourning hall, it's unlucky."
"Yes." The guard clasped his fists and accepted the order.
Li Yue held Zhu Qingchen in his arms, stepped over the threshold, and gazed at the dawn in the east.
He remembered that it was the same in his previous life. He rode a horse and rushed back from a battlefield thousands of miles away, but all he saw was Zhu Qingqing lying in a coffin.
Zhu Qingqing did not resurrect in the previous life. He vomited blood while holding Zhu Qingqing, and ordered his personal guards to replace Zhu Qingqing with a heavy coffin, replace all the white cloth in the hall with silk, and replace the ordinary candles with longevity candles.
He gave Zhu Qingqing an extremely grand funeral, but it was just a funeral.
It's different now.
As the sun rises, all things are reborn, and his Zhu Qingqing also comes back.
*
As if they had rehearsed this countless times, Li Yue steadily carried Zhu Qingchen into the room.
Several charcoal pots were lit in the room, making it warm as spring. The bed was covered with a soft camel-hair blanket.
Zhu Qingchen was placed on the bed and his heavy and stuffy shroud was taken off.
Li Yue wrung out the towel and walked up to him: "Look up."
Zhu Qingchen raised his head and asked him to wipe his face, then raised his hands and asked him to wipe his hands.
After a quick wash, Zhu Qingchen put on a rabbit fur coat, wrapped himself in a quilt, and lay down on the bed to rest.
Li Yue stayed by his side, his fingers always on his cheek.
Zhu Qingchen raised his head and asked, "Aren't you going to take off your armor?"
Li Yue pinched his cheek and said, "Let's go later."
Not long after, the attendant came with the doctor.
The doctor felt Zhu Qingchen's pulse and was dumbfounded: "This... this... this this this..."
Zhu Qingchen blinked and continued, "This is truly a miracle in the history of human medicine."
The old doctor withdrew his hand, stood up and saluted: "Master Xiaozhu's pulse is stable and he is in good health. The day before yesterday must have been a false death, so..."
The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He immediately knelt down and apologized: "I am guilty. My medical skills are not good enough. I didn't see that..."
Li Yue asked his attendant to help the man up: "It's none of your business, as long as he is healthy.
Doctor Lao prescribed two more doses of tonic medicine."
Zhu Qingchen raised his hands from under the quilt: "I don't want to take the medicine."
The old doctor coaxed him: "Then prescribe some medicinal food. It's not bad to eat. It's delicious."
"Well... okay." Zhu Qingchen nodded reluctantly.
"I will go down and prepare the medicinal food. Master Xiaozhu has been hungry for two days. He should not eat too much or too greasy food. I will go down and prepare it."
Li Yue nodded: "Thank you."
The old doctor left the room and when he opened the door, Zhu Qingchen saw that there were many people standing outside.
They were all his friends who wanted to come in and visit.
Zhu Qingchen smiled and was about to greet them, but Li Yue grabbed his hand and stuffed it back into the quilt.
"Keep warm."
Li Yue said to his attendant, "Master Xiao Zhu has just woken up and has no time to deal with so many people. Let's wait until after dinner and let those people go back first."
Zhu Qingchen said quickly: "I am very energetic now..."
Li Yue winked at him and asked him to look at the bookshelf in the corner of the room.
Two small balls of light, one red and one blue, were hiding behind the books, stretching out their electronic eyes and looking over here.
Zhu Qingchen understood and waved to his friends outside the door.
See you later.
The people outside the door left reluctantly, and servants were also sent to guard outside the door.
There was no one in the room, and two systems flew out: "We didn't disturb you, did we?"
"No..." Zhu Qingchen replied with a smile, but suddenly he remembered something and became angry, "Where were you two just now? How could you leave us alone?"
The system explained: "Didn't the two of us push you from behind? Otherwise you wouldn't be able to come back."
"Then there is..."
"We can't interfere with other matters."
"Okay." Zhu Qingchen reluctantly accepted this explanation.
Zhu Qingchen asked again: "But my health doesn't seem to be..."
Li Yue covered his mouth: "Don't say it."
The villain system said: "Because there is another person who is also helping you accumulate health points."
Zhu Qingchen turned to look at Li Yue: "Are you helping me save my life points?"
Li Yue cleared his throat and turned his head away embarrassedly.
"Then...then you have no life points?" Zhu Qingchen panicked, "Li Yue, what are you going to do?"
System Explanation
He said: "He doesn't need this thing, only you need it."
"Why?"
"Because it's you he wants to resurrect, not himself."
Li Yue put his arm around his shoulders and said sternly, "I'm with you. My mission is to help you save up your health points. As long as you revive, everything can go back to that time, and so can I."
"That's it." Zhu Qingchen counted on his fingers, "That's not right. I saved forty-five, you saved fifty, and the total is ninety-five, which is five points short."
In the second world, he spent five health points to find evidence for students who were bullied at school.
The system said: "Chenchen, do you still remember the immortality tablet that the person next to you set up for you in each small world? And the temple in the last world?"
Zhu Qingchen was stunned for a moment, as if he understood something: "You mean..."
"The gratitude of students in every world towards you and the faith of the people in you make up for these five points of life."
This time Zhu Qingchen was really stunned.
It turned out to be them.
The system stopped at his shoulder and said, "Good deeds will bring good results. Chenchen, you have done very well. You are the best teacher and host I have ever seen."
The villain system also flew to his other shoulder: "It's also the best I've ever seen."
*
After all the tasks are completed, the two systems will have a period of vacation and can stay here to accompany them to adapt to their original life.
Of course, life in Fengxiang City is most familiar to Zhu Qingchen and Li Yue.
No need to adapt at all.
The old doctor brought the prepared medicinal food over. After Zhu Qingchen took two bites, he felt warm all over.
Although the fried chicken milk tea is good, the medicinal food prepared by the old doctor is even more delicious.
He wanted to eat it all, but was stopped by the old doctor.
It is not advisable to eat too much when you just wake up.
Following the doctor's request, Li Yue dressed Zhu Qingchen in thick clothes and took him out for a walk to help him digest his food.
After confirming that Zhu Qingchen was indeed fine and able to eat and drink, Li Yue finally took off his armor and changed into casual clothes.
Zhu Qingchen, wrapped in a pure white fox fur cloak and wearing a hat, looked like a little white bear, and walked out of the room with Li Yue.
The snow has stopped and the sun is shining brightly, making the snow look golden.
The two people walked through the corridor, and from a distance, Zhu Qingchen heard a noise coming from the front.
"Mine, mine! This is mine!"
"Don't push! Don't take the wrong one!"
"I have another one. Who has it?"
Zhu Qingchen frowned. What are they doing?
He quickened his pace and walked forward.
Turning the corner, I saw several officials gathered in front of Zhu Qingchen's mourning hall in Wenyuan Hall, seemingly fighting over something.
Zhu Qingchen was puzzled. He walked forward, stuck his head out, looked into the crowd, and asked, "What are you fighting for?"
Everyone was startled by his sudden voice. Everyone screamed and quickly separated: "He's coming! He's coming!"
"You're afraid of me? You're actually afraid of me!" Zhu Qingchen opened his eyes wide, "Didn't you just say that I was the God of Literature who came down to earth? I quit!"
The friends hurriedly said, "No, Qingchen, please listen to our excuses. We are not afraid of you, we are..."
"What were you guys stealing just now?"
"this……"
Zhu Qingchen stretched out his hand and quickly pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from a friend's sleeve.
The friend tried to stop him: "No! Qingchen, don't..."
Zhu Qingchen dodged and hid behind Li Yue.
Li Yue cleared his throat and threatened his friend with his eyes. His friend stepped back weakly: "If you want to watch, just watch it. Don't regret it."
"Let me see it." Zhu Qingchen unfolded the paper and read out the words on it word by word -
"To lay a century-old foundation is a feat that is unparalleled; to bring about eternal peace is a talent that is envied by heaven."
Zhu Qingchen raised his head in confusion and met his friends' eyes: "What is this?"
Friends looked embarrassed: "This is... that is..."
Zhu Qingchen suddenly had an epiphany: "Could this be the eulogy you wrote for me? Oh my God!"
He still remembered that before he died in his previous life, he specifically told his friends that the war on the front line was tense and his funeral did not need to be too luxurious. If his friends were interested, they could just write an obituary for him.
Zhu Qingchen couldn't believe it and covered his mouth to stop the tears from flowing.
So touching! A gift that will make a scholar cry when seeing it!
Zhu Qingchen quickly stepped forward and pulled out a bunch of memorials from his friends' sleeves: "Since it is written for me, I must check it myself."
Zhu Qingchen started a new eulogy and read it aloud with confidence: "The phoenix rests on the sycamore tree, looking down upon the world; its influence spreads far and wide, and its fame will live on forever."
The friends exchanged complicated looks: "Who wrote this? Isn't it a bit too much? Change it."
Zhu Qingchen continued to check: "Ministers of Yao and Shun have long been unheard of; the ministers of previous dynasties bowed their heads and lowered their eyebrows, without any integrity; only I, Qingchen, came into the world with a candle, breaking the long night!"
This one is even more heavyweight!
Zhu Qingchen couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wow! I'm so great in your hearts. I'm actually the leader of the literary world and the chief of all officials!"
The friends were shocked and quietly distanced themselves from the others.
"No, who wrote this? It wasn't me."
"It's so corny. Didn't you get goosebumps when you wrote it? Have you ever flattered someone like this?"
"Who wrote it? Stand up yourself, don't hide. Look at Zhu Qingchen showing off, he's flying to the sky."!
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