Chapter 461: Dead End Reunion
In fact, Yu Sheng also knew that the position of "Star Guardian" arranged for him by the two old men was essentially just a title - he was very self-aware. Normally, he had to take care of the people at home and they were in chaos all day long. If he really wanted to be a planetary defense chief, it would be difficult for him to figure out the work manual. He knew this, and Yuan Ling and Yuan Hao must have known it as well.
But even if it is just such a "name", it is beneficial to everyone.
As for Shuji, the people can feel at ease, and Taixu Lingshu saves the trouble of arranging a new star guard on a planet seriously polluted by angels. And as for Sheng... his "occupation" of Shuji also has a certain "legitimacy".
After that, Yu Sheng communicated with Yuan Ling and Yuan Hao about many things about "Star Guardians". Mainly, he wanted to know what the so-called "Star Guardians" did under "normal circumstances".
Yuan Hao's main opinion on this is that this is not normal, and the so-called normal situation is not a reference at all...
But he and Yuan Ling still told Yu Sheng a lot of common sense about "Star Guardian" to satisfy the latter's curiosity.
Yu Sheng roughly summarized it. If he switched his perspective to the "planetary body", he found that what he had to do was to eat well, sleep well, and keep a healthy body and mind. He also tried not to turn over (earthquakes are easy to occur). If he really had to turn over, he would tell the people on the planet...
Also, remember to block the meteorite when it hits your head.
On the way back to Guanyuntai from Queyun Palace, Ailin clung to Yu Sheng's shoulders and exclaimed in amazement: "So you stole someone's planet, and they still gave you an official position?"
"What you said is so ugly. What do you mean by Mao? In essence, I just 'stayed' in Shuji, but I lived a little deeper than the average person," Yu Sheng waved his hand. "Since I couldn't move out, they gave me a long-term residence permit."
"Shouldn't they pay you then?" Irene blinked. "Shouldn't being a Star Guardian get you a salary?"
Yu Sheng's forehead was covered with sweat. "I really haven't thought about this... But from what I heard from Yuan Ling, the main benefit of being a star guardian is to take a small portion of the planet's output as your own 'cultivation resources' - but I have no use for that thing. Besides... my situation is unprecedented in the entire Feiyu Star Region. I guess Taixu Lingshu will have to study it for some time before he can figure out what to do next."
Irene thought about it and nodded: "Oh, that's true."
Yu Sheng likes the little doll's attitude towards life that is not very understanding - it reveals a temperament of having a head full of water just to make a sound when walking, which is very cool.
Just as he was sighing in his heart, Luna, who was walking next to him, was suddenly startled and then stopped.
There even seemed to be a clicking sound coming from within the Saint Lady's body.
Yu Sheng immediately stopped as well, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
Irene also turned around. "C-shaped buckle, are you stuck again? Your brain isn't working very well, let me tell you..."
This time, Luna paid no attention to Irene's provocation. She simply stood there, tilting her head in confusion, and then her gaze fell on Yu Sheng: "Fire Guardian Cathedral, we have a visitor."
In the first few seconds, Yu Sheng didn't even react to what Miss Saint was saying.
It took him a moment to realize what Luna meant by that: "...What?!"
…
Walking through the "No Return" path is the final refuge for lost souls.
Deep in the wilderness, which seemed to have lost its color and was tinged with dimness, the magnificent and huge church stood quietly between heaven and earth.
As silent as a mausoleum, as solemn as death, high black walls stretched to both sides in the field of vision, with ridges evenly distributed on the walls pointing to the sky like sharp blades. Nameless tall grass swayed in the wind in the wilderness outside the church, making a rustling sound that seemed to lull the soul to sleep. The towering towers overlooked the wasteland from inside the walls, and looked like a forest of majestic tombstones under the gray sky - and among those towers were the main building and bell tower of the church.
A slow and peaceful melody came from the main building, but if you listened carefully, it was not a piece of music played by humans. It was more like the resonance created by the sobbing wind blowing through the rigorously arranged towers, between the spires and corridors.
The old man, who had just finished a long journey, came to this magnificent and strange building, holding the sleeping crystal seed in his arms, and looked up at the dark door in front of him.
The gate was decorated with a simple triangular emblem and no other decoration.
"I've never seen this building before... It seems a bit like the style of Algrade? But it doesn't look quite like..."
The old man muttered, but he found no other signs of human habitation around this magnificent church. He couldn't help but wonder how a building of this scale could be built out of thin air in this wasteland?
"This world after death... is truly fascinating. There are no soul-binding officers, but there is a foreign temple standing between heaven and earth."
As he spoke, he smiled and shook his head, then took a step forward and gently knocked on the church door.
The door that looked extremely heavy opened silently.
In front of me is a path covered with a thin mist. On both sides of the path are exquisite flower beds and nurseries, which are full of nameless and gray flowers and plants. It looks contradictory, both "lush" and "lifeless" at the same time.
Further ahead, across the path is the main building of the church, and a big door slowly opens in the mist.
With silent guidance in his heart, the old man did not hesitate or fear at all because of the somewhat weird atmosphere around him. He walked into the wide hall that looked like a preaching hall - between the towering black pillars, pale curtains hung from the dome, and on the gorgeous standing candlesticks, cold flames swayed silently. At the end of the rows of empty seats, a blonde girl stood quietly.
The girl had golden hair like a waterfall, she was wearing armor, and a long sword shining with holy light hung at her waist.
Seeing the old man walking into the hall, the girl's face was obviously a little surprised, but she immediately suppressed this change in expression.
But her fleeting and subtle expression was seen by the old man.
"Girl, do you recognize me?" The old man stepped forward and asked the girl while bowing.
Although the other person looked very young, he did not dare to look down on her, because he clearly remembered that he was dead, so this must be the world after death - when a person dies, all karma disappears, and no matter how glorious things one did in life, they would be worthless in this world after death. No matter what the origin of the girl guarding the church was, at least she came here earlier than him, so she should be somewhat polite.
"Wait a moment, I've already informed the master. There are plenty of chairs here, please find a place to sit," the girl began chattering, her liveliness forming a sharp contrast with her heroic appearance. "Also, how did you get here? The master said you already... but that seems reasonable?
"By the way, have you been wandering around the wilderness this whole time? That knight reported a 'shadow' moving past the bonfire. Could it be you? And you managed to find your way all the way here? You're incredible.
"Hmm? Are you holding something in your arms? I saw another thing that was both dead and alive..."
The old man didn't react at all. The girl in front of him had already said a lot of things to him. Then she walked down from the platform, looked around him curiously, and nodded while stroking her chin and thinking: "Yeah, so that's how it is. I completely understand..."
No, what did she understand?
A huge doubt arose in his heart, but just as the old man was about to speak, he suddenly felt a breath appear out of nowhere nearby.
The moment he sensed the presence of that aura, he suddenly turned his head and looked towards the platform.
A figure suddenly emerged from the air, like a shadow that quickly took shape in a dream.
“…Fellow Daoist, is that you?!”
Yu Sheng stared blankly at the old man in front of him.
The old man also looked at him blankly.
They were both stunned for a moment, until another shadow emerged from the air beside them, breaking the silence.
An ancient oil painting appeared next to Yu Sheng. Ai Lin's eyes widened in the painting: "Ah, old man Yun Qingzi!"
Yun Qingzi blinked, not knowing for a moment whether he was alive or dead. After a long pause, he suddenly blurted out, "Daoyou, you are also unfortunately dead?"
Yu Sheng almost gasped when he heard this, but before he could say anything, the oil painting next to him started beeping: "Ah, you mean Yu Sheng? He just died, but it wasn't a tragedy..."
"Shut up!" Yu Sheng slapped the picture frame in mid-air, and then stared at Yun Qingzi who was standing not far away. However, after all, he had experienced many strange things, so he quickly reacted and vaguely guessed what happened. "So this is what happened... I was still confused when Luna reported to me that someone had entered the cathedral."
He paused again, as if thinking about something. "But then again, this is a bit outrageous - after being swallowed by the Derivative Star Body and iterating more than a hundred times, you can still be sent to the shelter as an independent mind... Are the mental strengths of you cultivators so wild?"
Yun Qingzi listened in a daze, and finally couldn't help but say: "Daoyou, why don't you explain to me what's going on first - am I not dead?"
"Yes, you are dead," Yu Sheng spread his hands, "but now it seems that I must have intercepted you. Let me make it clear first, I didn't do it on purpose..."
As Yun Qingzi listened, four words instantly popped up in his mind: Not like human words.
But then he remembered the bloody rain in Shuji, the unkillable Yu Sheng in the cave, the conversation between life and death above Taixu Lingshu, and... the final bloom at the end of the vague memory.
He suddenly felt that among Yu Sheng's long list of inhuman deeds, "not like human words" seemed to be the least serious one.
"Come, sit down," Yu Sheng sat down on a nearby bench and waved to Yun Qingzi. "Last time we talked in a hurry, so this time we should have enough time... How about you talk to me about your feelings after death first?"
(End of this chapter)
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