Chapter 105 If You Die I Will Find Your Reincarnation
"So you think it would be kinder to just tell him he's dead?" Tang You released her hand from covering Shunian's ear and said to Chang Xile, "Then you tell him."
Chang Xile lowered her head, meeting Shu Nian's gaze. He still didn't understand what was happening, and looked up at Chang Xile with a bewildered look. After a moment, he suddenly took Chang Xile's hand and walked into the inner room, saying to her cheerfully, "I've been practicing hard for a long time since you left. Come see if you can break my door-closing technique this time!"
She clenched her hands, and the skin she felt at her fingertips was clearly warm.
Chang Xile then squatted down, patted Shunian on the head and said, "Sister, I still have something to talk to Master Kuxin about. You should go inside first."
Shu Nian covered his head with his hands, feeling a little annoyed: "Don't touch my head, or I won't grow taller!" Then he ran into the house.
Chang Xile looked around again. The Taoist nuns scattered throughout the temple were chatting and laughing, just like ordinary people. She turned to Tang You and asked, "Do they all know?"
Tang You asked back, "If I knew, wouldn't I be living in agony?"
Chang Xile stared at her, wanting to retort but unsure where to begin. A thought struck her, and she suddenly asked, "You already know I'm the Living Impermanence?" So, on the day Chang Xile and Anping encountered the fox, Tang You brought her back to the Changle Temple, but that same day, she also hid all the spirits within. And she herself had always avoided Chang Xile.
Tang You nodded.
"Aren't you afraid that I will just take away their souls?" Chang Xile asked.
Tang You followed her gaze and looked at the girls. Her eyes showed no emotion as she simply said, "Don't be afraid."
"Do you think I can't?" Chang Xile thought, perhaps her action of saving Yang Junyi made Tang You make such a judgment.
Tang You turned and walked back into the room, leaving only one sentence: "I think you are more reliable than those guys who come to collect souls just by looking at official documents."
Chang Xile easily drew a door-opening talisman and broke down Shunian's door, causing him to scream in anger, "I really have nothing to say to you gifted people!"
She smiled and said, "You've made progress. I almost couldn't open this door."
Shunian was greatly encouraged after hearing this, and ran away to practice again.
Chang Xile and Yang Guisi almost did not sleep all night. Senior Sister Renxin, who came after hearing the news, cleaned up a room for each of them and then took little Yang Junyi away.
Anping turned back into a little kitten, curled up on Chang Xile's bed.
Yang Guisi was about to go back to her room, but she glanced at him and suddenly asked, "You're not going to sleep in this room too?"
Although Senior Sister Renxin was thoughtful, she had never thought of cleaning a room for a kitten.
Chang Xile was the first to speak up to help him out, saying, "It's okay. Anping often slept with me when I was a kid."
It's just a kitten and doesn't know anything.
After hearing this, Yang Guisi was not convinced at all. Instead, he gritted his teeth and said, "That, too, won't work!"
Normally, animals weren't very intelligent, so that was fine. But cats were naturally smarter, and Anping was a transformed nine-life cat, so shouldn't he be treated like a human?
When she thought of this, she didn't plan to go back to her room. She sat down next to Chang Xile and said forcefully, "I'll sleep with you tonight!"
"Eh?" Chang Xile blinked and said happily, "Okay."
After hearing this, Anping stood up silently and went to guard the door.
Yang Guisi snorted inwardly. Who said Kitty didn't understand the difference between men and women? She was clearly just playing dumb.
After washing up, the two girls lay down on the bed together, but for some reason they couldn't sleep at all.
When Chang Xile turned over for the fifth time, Yang Guisi suddenly turned around and asked, "Can't sleep?"
Chang Xile nodded, and she couldn't help asking, "So, why do you call me Aunt Master?"
Yang Guisi had long expected Chang Xile to ask this question, but they were so shocked by the ghosts in the entire Taoist temple that they forgot about it.
Yang Guisi explained it simply: "That year I quietly ran away from home, got lost in the mountains, and was picked up by my master."
Tang You felt sorry for her being alone and weak, and admired her talent, so he simply accepted her as his apprentice.
Tang You knew that Yang Guisi and Yang Junyi were one soul. She kept quiet at first, until one day, Yang Guisi, already a young Taoist priest, had achieved some remarkable accomplishments.
Tang You wants Yang Junyi to leave Yang Guisi's body.
Neither girl wanted to.
"I didn't want Junyi to stay in this Taoist temple for the rest of her life. She wanted to see more of the world, and I wanted to take her with her." Yang Junyi stared at the ceiling with wide eyes and said, "Later, I said goodbye to my master and started my own life."
She said it calmly, but she had no idea how embarrassing it was when they separated that year.
"Who are you calling pitiful? There are no pitiful people here! As long as they stay here for one day, they will be no different from ordinary people!"
Chang Xile also knew what happened afterwards.
"But isn't it unfair for Junyi to be trapped by my side all this time?" Yang Guisi was puzzled by this. She wiped her tears silently and asked Chang Xile, "Do you think it would be right for that impermanence to take her to reincarnate?"
Chang Xile doesn’t know either.
Is it wrong to want to live?
Is it wrong for people to still be attached to this world?
But is reincarnation after death really that bad? Shouldn't Xie Wuya and the others fulfill their duties?
Later, Yang Guisi fell asleep while crying, but Chang Xile stared at the ceiling blankly, unable to figure it out. Finally, she simply sat up and wanted to go out of the room to get some fresh air.
She opened the door gently and saw the lion cat lying on the threshold.
After Chang Xile stepped out of the threshold, he closed the door, squatted down and touched Anping's head.
He was still awake and looked up at her face.
"Anping, if I die, I will stay in this temple forever. Do you think it's a good idea?" Chang Xile asked.
After asking this question, she remembered that she had really been to the underworld.
That time in the hospital, Chang Xile's soul dissipated, and Tang You chanted a spell to summon her but failed to bring her back. It was An Ping who broke into the underworld alone and exchanged his life for another's, so that Chang Xile's soul would not be lost in the underworld.
Anping meowed softly.
He said: "I won't let you die."
"Just follow my assumption and tell me, do you think this is a good idea?" Chang Xile asked.
Anping didn't think about it for long, probably because he felt it wasn't his turn to make the decision: "That's up to you."
Chang Xile thought for a moment and then asked, "What if I'm old? When my lifespan is over, will I be taken away by the God of Death to be reincarnated? Would that be better?"
He looked at her quietly for a moment before answering.
[Then, I will go find your reincarnation.]
Chang Xile smiled. She knew Anping could really do it, but after a while she became melancholy again: "But after reincarnation, I may not be a human. I may also become a mouse or a small butterfly." Chang Xile thought about it and did not list some insects that she was more afraid of.
[Um. ]
Anping just agreed, as if it made no difference to him.
Chang Xile, however, couldn't imagine Anping dying. She didn't have the magical powers to find the reincarnation of a cat among the countless living beings. To her, when someone died, they were completely gone, never to be seen again.
She thought, if that day ever came, she would definitely join Xie Wuya or Dai Shanyan, whoever came to collect his soul, to forcibly seize it. But after that, she had no idea where to place him. Could Anping be willing to wander the mortal world as a ghost?
Bah, bah, bah, don’t make such assumptions. Anping will definitely live a hundred years.
After An Ping heard her finish, he said silently, "According to your blessing, I should have lived long enough."
Well, Anping will live longer than a hundred years.
After dawn, a passing Taoist nun would see a man and a woman sitting at the door of the wing room.
The woman leaned her head on the young man's shoulder and fell asleep. The young man looked at a small butterfly that landed on her shoulder, his eyebrows drooping, and seemed a little sad.
Tang You looked at it for a while and then closed her wooden window.
A night passed, and Chang Xile did not use the soul-catching rope to take away the souls in the temple.
In other words, she has made her decision.
"Not really," Chang Xile retorted. "I've thought about it for a long time and I think Anping is right."
Tang You glanced at Anping and waited for Chang Xile's next words.
"What we say about the deceased doesn't count," Chang Xile said. "They have to decide for themselves."
"Of course, the premise is that they are aware of it."
Chang Xile looked at Yang Guisi, who was squatting on the side and saying goodbye to Yang Junyi. Yang Guisi had asked Junyi if she wanted to go down the mountain with her, but Yang Junyi refused.
"I want to practice martial arts with my master, and when I grow up, I will go down the mountain with Brother Shunian."
Shunian, who had originally thought his playmate was leaving again, suddenly laughed when he heard this: "Very ambitious!"
Chang Xile's expression was a little complicated.
Of course, Yang Junyi already knew she was dead. Though she looked like a child, she'd been with Yang Guisi for so many years that she couldn't have been unaware of her own mortality. She stayed behind to study. Perhaps there was another reason, but she refused to reveal it.
"I don't know what happened to you," Chang Xile told Tang You, "but I hope that next time they come, they won't be kept in the dark."
Otherwise, she could no longer stand idly by.
The two people and the cat went down the mountain under the gaze of the optimistic people. Of course, they could not step out of the range of the fog and could only see them off from a distance.
After the popularity of Guisi’s live broadcast room fermented all night last night, Yuenuo, who had disappeared somewhere unknown, was finally found by curious netizens.
However, the photo that resembled Yang Guisi had been deleted, and her profile was completely empty, with no updates at all. Perhaps because she was getting annoyed by the private messages, she even wrote in her signature: [Don't ask. Respect others' privacy.]
However, what she said only confirmed that the person she mentioned last night did have an unclear relationship with Yang Guisi.
The more the story was kept under wraps, the more netizens wanted to find out. Someone had already taken screenshots of the photo of the woman who looked like Yang Guisi, and it spread like wildfire, until someone actually discovered the original owner's identity.
The woman's name is Yang Xue, a Chinese designer living in London. She married a local fabric businessman in her early years and never returned to China.
Yang Guisi looked at the increasing number of photos of Yang Xue on the internet, frowning, wondering what she was thinking. She said to Chang Xile, "I just feel like this isn't good. It's like she's being exposed."
Before Chang Xile could speak, Yang Guisi suddenly received a call, which roughly invited her to participate in a family recognition program.
The Internet spreads people's information too quickly. Just as Yang Guisi was about to refuse, the other party made an offer that she absolutely could not refuse.
"The guest opposite us is designer Yang Xue. I believe you will be very interested."
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