Chapter 147 Mother and Daughter [Congratulations, you have successfully defeated your inner demons...
After Li Zhou took action, Xue Jingzhen followed behind to clean up the battlefield. Tan Zhao was so sleepy that she yawned and fell headfirst onto the bed. She always seemed to be lacking in energy.
Xie Lingwei watched Xue Jingzhen sweeping up the dead cockroaches back and forth, sweat breaking out on his forehead. He felt very uncomfortable and couldn't help but say, "It's impossible to completely clear all the cockroaches. Even if humans become extinct, they can still live on. You should know this, right?"
Xue Jingzhen didn't stop what he was doing, and continued to carefully sweep all the broken limbs into the trash can. Then he said, "Because they will appear again in the future, are we just going to ignore them now?"
Xie Lingwei subconsciously said: "Otherwise, what's the point of doing so much useless work?"
After saying this, she was shocked. She didn't know why she was so negative and kept arguing with her friends like a nitpicker.
She pursed her lips, and when Xue Jingzhen wanted to say something, she simply turned around, crawled into the bed, and buried her head in the darkness.
Xue Jingzhen stayed beside her bed for a moment. She held her breath nervously and suddenly became afraid that the other person would speak.
She knew that Jingzhen was right, but she didn't want to listen to those correct principles. She just wanted to make life easier for herself and her friends.
She covered her ears.
But Jingzhen didn't say anything in the end. She put down the broom, turned off the lights, and went back to sleep.
Xie Lingwei poked his head out from the darkness and glanced in the direction of Xue Jingzhen. He felt a little regretful and wanted to apologize, but he had missed the best opportunity.
She turned over and faced the wall, thinking she would not be able to fall asleep. However, after closing her eyes, she fell asleep soon after.
This dream is connected to the previous one.
In the dream, after her parents passed away one after another and her mentor also left without saying goodbye, she had no attachments in this world. In the name of revenge for her father, she was apparently looking for the mastermind behind her father's death, but in fact she was looking for the traces of God.
When she thought about what her two good friends had paid, she felt furious and would feel uncomfortable if she didn't kill the two gods.
She was alone most of the time, until one day, a voice appeared in her ear.
"Humans can't be a match for God." Even though they hadn't seen each other for many years, Xie Lingwei still recognized his friend's voice the first time he heard it. "Don't do stupid things again."
Xie Lingwei, who had calculated the fate of his friends countless times, naturally knew that Xue Jingzhen had already ascended to heaven and possessed power almost as great as that of a god, which was why he was able to find her.
At the same time, she also knew that Jingzhen's body collapsed because he witnessed the true appearance of God, so he was unable to reveal his true form at this moment.
Jingzhen would use magic to change her form in front of others, but in front of Xie Lingwei, she did not hide anything. First, they both knew each other's situation very well. Second, no matter what form Xue Jingzhen appeared in, Xie Lingwei might be surprised, frightened, or panicked, but she would not be alienated. If Xue Jingzhen became a demon, Xie Lingwei would be friends with the demon. If Xue Jingzhen became an immortal, Xie Lingwei would be friends with the immortal. This is the tacit understanding between them.
Xie Lingwei looked at the air in front of her and said, "We have different paths, so the methods we adopt are naturally different." She could tell fortunes, but she could not change them. She refused to accept this and insisted on changing them.
"Only a god can kill a god." Xue Jingzhen insisted, "You have done everything you can do. You should rest."
Xie Lingwei understood what she meant, and also knew that the person she invited had the ability, but... she asked in return: "What should we do if your method accelerates the arrival of doomsday?" There is a saying that goes, it is easy to invite a god but difficult to send him away.
How could Xue Jingzhen not have thought about this question? She said frankly: "There is no way."
"So... after giving your body, soul, past life, present life... everything you have, and still not getting the result you want, you won't regret it, right?"
Xue Jingzhen said: "No one can predict what will happen in the future, maybe."
"Then why do you still want to do it?" Xie Lingwei thought she would choke up, but she didn't. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the sky, the darkness, and the vast earth. The whites of her eyes were already covered with hideous bloodshot. Maybe she had gone crazy, she thought.
She had no place to vent her anger and no outlet for her hatred. The whimpering cold wind lifted her clothes and patted her back. Xue Jing really wanted to comfort her, but she didn't have the heat of a living person and couldn't give her any warmth.
Xie Lingwei squatted down and buried his head in his arms, his eyes still dry.
She really hoped that she could explode again, with no chance of resurrection, and never have to face these problems again.
Sometimes, living is harder than dying.
How each person will go down his or her own path will ultimately be decided by himself or herself.
Xie Lingwei woke up from the nightmare again.
This time, the sky was already bright, and the sounds of running, talking, and school bells could be heard outside the window, making it very lively.
In the morning light, there seemed to be a pale yellow-white butterfly with red spots, flapping its wings and flying across the open curtains, flashing in the halo. Xie Ling blinked slightly, and when he wanted to look for it, the butterfly was nowhere to be found.
She looked around blankly and saw Xue Jingzhen handing medicine to Tan Zhao. Tan Zhao took a pill and fell asleep again.
"A Zhao is sick." Xue Jingzhen said, "Let's go to class first."
Three?
While Xie Lingwei was still wondering who the third person was, Li Zhou had already lifted the curtain and ran out.
Seeing her happily looking forward to class, Xie Lingwei's mind froze. How could she not distinguish between dreams and reality again? The car accident and time travel were just nightmares. In reality, she was in college and had three roommates, Xue Jingzhen, Tan Zhao and Li Zhou.
She looked at the short Li Zhou and repeated in her heart, Yes, this is my college roommate, this makes sense.
The studious Li Zhou loves to go to class the most. He would go to the classroom as soon as he lifts his short legs.
But after she took a few steps, she suddenly realized that she had no idea where the classroom was, so she had to stop and wait for her roommate who had not yet gotten up.
Unexpectedly, this inner demon did not cherish her wish after it came true. She had to talk to her about it.
Li Zhou stepped onto the stairs beside the bed and tickled Xie Lingwei's soles: "Get up! Don't think you can relax just because you're in college! There's no end to learning... Do you understand?"
Li Zhou originally wanted to say a few more idioms, but his knowledge reserve had reached its limit, so he had to stop while he was ahead.
Xie Ling retracted his foot slightly and said hurriedly, "I'll get up right away."
After being distracted by Li Zhou, most of the messy thoughts in her mind disappeared, leaving only the panic of being late for 8 a.m.
The three of them packed up quickly and rushed to the classroom where the teacher was already teaching advanced mathematics.
This is Li Zhou’s favorite math class.
After all, the hypnotic effect of mathematics is stronger than that of other subjects combined...
Suddenly, a light snoring sound was heard. Xie Ling turned her head slightly and saw Li Zhou lying on the table, sleeping soundly.
She smiled and shook her head, twirled her pen, and turned to look at the blackboard.
The face of the calculus teacher suddenly became blurred, the formulas on the blackboard were distorted, the white chalk words turned into bright red blood, and the blood words spread. In a few breaths, they had filled the entire blackboard, and then continued to spread around. Blood-red tiny characters appeared on the walls, floors, windows, and even on the students' skin.
Xie Lingwei watched this scene happen. A chill ran from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, and her whole body became stiff and unable to move.
She heard the calls and chants coming from afar, those sad voices crying out: "Nameless Ancestor, obey the command of heaven, please come down to the world to help your children and grandchildren; Lingshan Association, always praise you, and your merits will be fulfilled and ascend to heaven."
A swaying Bagua robe fell from the ceiling with a clatter, followed by the second, the third... Rows of Bagua robes hung all over the classroom, and an even more mournful prayer could be heard from the robes: "One stick of true incense, infinite mysteries, the three great saints, destroy Zhou Fuxia!"
In this almost screaming prayer, Xie Lingwei smelled a strong scent of sandalwood. The dream and reality were confused again. She suddenly had an illusion that the world she traveled through was the real world, and the university was just a beautiful dream woven by someone.
All the anger in the dream surged into her heart, and Xie Lingwei's eyes turned red. At this moment, she had only one thought in her mind. She didn't care about anything else. What did it have to do with her whether the living beings in the world lived or died? She wanted to make a big fuss, she wanted to put an end to it all, she wanted to have a quick and painful death.
In the Wang Family Ancestral Hall, in the Great Xia in Li Zhou’s palm, the last emperor of Great Xia, wearing calamus, looked at the arrows and sword in his hands with a look of surprise on his face.
The Bagua robe hanging from the roof beam floated down, and an invisible human figure stretched out his hand and took the arrow and sword that symbolized the imperial power of Daxia.
The last emperor of Great Xia stood up and looked at the figure trembling all over. Wumingzu agreed to his request and was going to help Huangxia destroy Zhou and restore the country!
Everything is just as predicted in the Great Xia Treasure Scroll. Although the Xia Dynasty was destroyed, the three saints invited performed their duties. One fought against the gods, one destroyed the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the last one helped the Great Xia Dynasty to establish a new country. After the death of the gods, the Great Xia royal family will inherit a brand new world without the troubles of evil gods. The land is covered with fertile black soil. The Great Xia royal family absorbs the extraordinary power in the blood of the gods and becomes the gods of the world.
The recovered Daxia will be the most powerful empire of this era, and the Daxia royal family, who have become gods, will obtain the supreme throne worshipped by all living beings.
The last emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty opened his arms and immersed himself in the glory of the empire that he could never see.
At this moment, a sword light flashed across his neck, carrying his head, across Li Zhou's palm world, and landed in the Wang family ancestral hall in the present world.
There was still ecstasy on the face of the last emperor, and his eyes were rolling around blankly.
He saw that in the dilapidated and decaying ancestral hall, sticky blood was flowing, and a group of dragon descendants wearing crowns and yellow robes were lying on the ground.
These members of the royal family of Da Xia with noble blood, his descendants who had high hopes, were all swollen by the divine power. Some were like a deformed ball of flesh, and some had already exploded and died.
The last emperor's consciousness was in a state of confusion. He didn't understand why the Holy Master attacked him, nor did he understand why his descendants couldn't withstand the nourishment of the divine blood.
He didn't know that the three saint masters he had originally planned to invite for Da Xia had all become Li Zhou's aliases. The power of the saint masters had therefore increased thousands of times, and the consequences were naturally beyond the Da Xia royal family's ability to bear.
Xie Lingwei held the sword and tilted her head. She seemed to have killed someone just now, but one... one person was not enough to vent her anger.
With murderous intent aroused, Xie Lingwei, who was wearing Bagua clothes, turned around and looked outside the house.
A scene of corpses everywhere emerged in her mind. This imagination made her lips curl up with joy. It didn't matter whether it was reality or a dream. She was too lazy to distinguish it. She just knew that if a god stood in her way, she would kill the god; if a Buddha stood in her way, she would kill the Buddha.
In the classroom, Xue Jingzhen walked through the layers of Bagua robes and pushed Li Zhou who was sleeping soundly.
Li Zhou mumbled twice and smacked her lips. Before she woke up, the Bagua clothes hanging all over the classroom had all fallen apart along with her mumbling in her sleep.
The densely packed bright red blood words disappeared silently like water marks, leaving no trace at all.
The calculus teacher, whose face was blurred, grabbed the pointer, knocked on the blackboard, and started talking about differential equations again.
In the world in his palm, Xie Lingwei suddenly felt a tear in his robe, which restricted his movements. Just as he was trying to find a way to patch it up, his sword-holding hand was held by a familiar, warm hand.
"Wake up." Xie Lingwei heard Xue Jingzhen's voice and suddenly looked up and opened her eyes. The blackboard, teacher, and classmates came into view. A sharp noise came out of the "Little Bee" microphone, which startled her.
Seeing the teacher hurriedly adjusting the headset and the students covering their ears and complaining, Xie Lingwei took a deep breath. How could she fall asleep like Li Zhou and have such a confusing dream?
Xie Lingwei's subconscious mind told her that Li Zhou had always been a poor student, and the reason she was able to get into university was because she was the only one left of her race, and a few species had a policy of adding extra points.
Turning around to look at Li Zhou who was drooling, Xie Lingwei secretly warned herself in her heart that she must not be like her.
"Look who's here?" Xue Jingzhen on the other side suddenly said in her ear.
Xie Lingwei looked at her doubtfully, then followed her gaze towards the door, where he saw a shadowy woman wearing ancient costume and carrying a banner on her back.
Is that... mother?
Although she was confused for a moment about her mother's clothes and her subconscious way of addressing her, which seemed to be inconsistent with the background of the times, the next moment, the butterfly behind Xie Lingwei gently flapped its wings, and she put this doubt behind her.
"Ding-ling-ling."
As soon as the bell rang, Xie Lingwei rushed out of the classroom impatiently, ran to Wan Niang, hugged her, and said happily: "Mom, why are you here?"
In the world in her palm, Wan Niang held the invisible figure's hand and said with a smile, "I'll stay here with you from now on, okay?"
The cracks on the Bagua robe continued to spread, gradually breaking into pieces, and the invisible figure that filled it had no support and could not continue to swing the sword. She stood there, not knowing whether she heard Wan Niang's voice or not, and did not speak.
Outside the classroom, Xie Lingwei said in surprise: "You want to accompany me to finish college?"
Wan Niang's already ethereal figure merged with the shattered Bagua robe and slowly dissipated in Li Zhou's palm.
"Yes." Wan Niang touched Xie Lingwei's head, "We mother and daughter will never be separated again, okay?"
Xie Lingwei looked at Wan Niang in a daze. She had never expected that her mother could do this for her.
Li Zhou stretched with sleepy eyes and finally woke up from her sweet dream. Looking at the blackboard full of formulas, she thought seriously for a long time before she remembered that she was not here to go to college, but to reform her inner demons.
She looked around but couldn't find the inner demon.
[Congratulations, you have successfully defeated your inner demon! ]
A prompt popped up on the simulator interface. Li Zhou scratched his head in confusion. The next moment he gave himself a thumbs up. As expected of me, I defeated my inner demons after a good night’s sleep.
The miniature version of Li Zhou that sank into his body saw that the unwilling and resentful "Xie Lingwei" in his heart had disappeared. He withdrew his consciousness with satisfaction and returned to the appearance of the vest Xie Lingwei.
From now on, there is only Xie Lingwei in this world.
Without paying any attention to the disappearance of Wan Niang who had always been by his side, nor paying any attention to the corpses scattered all over the ground, fortune teller Li Zhou walked out of the Wang Family Ancestral Hall, looked up under the corridor, and admired the endless black rain.
It's really tiring to persuade the inner demons, let her rest for a while first.
Li Zhou, who actually did nothing, quickly rewarded himself.
In the dream, Xie Lingwei nodded to Wan Niang: "We won't separate." She took Wan Niang's hand and walked towards the dormitory. "Mom, don't you know how to buy a high-speed rail ticket? How did you get here?"
"I miss my daughter, so I can come anyway."
“Is the journey very hard?”
"It's not hard. As long as I can see my Weiwei, it's not hard at all."
The mother and daughter held hands, talked, and walked away.
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