"You're in a hurry."

"..." An Zhen's footsteps stopped, and then he hurried.

After leaving Bubulu, An Zhen did not return to Shengtang, but walked in the direction of Wuwangpo.

[You know, he's right]

I do not have.

【You are in a hurry】

Shut up.

His figure was like a flickering electric light, and in an instant he came to the place where he first woke up.

The wild ghosts are no longer the same group of wild ghosts that they used to be. Maybe their wish has been fulfilled, or they may have been lost in the rolling torrent of time.

An Zhen ignored it, found a place to sit down at will, and stopped moving like an old monk had settled down.

It will take some time for him to return to a posture of absolute rationality; to become a **** above all.

The fallen leaves fell on his shoulders, and An Zhen didn't notice it.

On the first day, when Hu Tao returned home, she saw An Zhen, only the newly made plum branches, and smiled sweetly, thinking it was An Zhen who was going out.

The next day, An Zhen was still not seen, and the girl gradually became more worried.

On the third day, the girl stayed awake all night, and the person she was thinking of still did not appear.

The girl panicked and abandoned all affairs to find it.

After searching all over Liyue Harbor, a flash of inspiration finally reminded me of the place where the two first met.

When the girl exhausted all her strength and came there panting, the falling leaves had already buried half of An Zhen's body.

"I found you! Why didn't you go home for three days?" Seeing An Zhen sitting with his eyes closed, Hu Tao asked.

"...The contract with your grandfather has been completed, so naturally I should also leave."

[Actually, I am very reluctant, but it is indeed time to leave]

"But, you clearly promised me that you won't leave..."

As if struck by lightning, the girl's eyes began to burst into tears.

"The content of the contract is: I will not leave until I think you no longer need to take care of you. Now that you are able to take care of yourself, I should naturally leave the stage."

An Zhen's voice was indifferent, without the slightest emotion, only a very careful person could hear the trembling in it.

【You should have your own life, not be chained to me】

"Contract contract contract! You know the contract!" The girl cried, and then her eyes moved, as if she had made a decision in her heart.

"Okay! Since you like contracts so much, let's sign another contract that ties us together for the rest of our lives!"

After speaking, the walnut rushed towards An Zhen who was in the pile of leaves.

An Zhen: ? ? ?

"No, calm down..."

"I'm super calm!"

"Mortal! Hugh is arrogant!"

"More and more!"

"Sister Tao, don't!"

.....

A week later, the hall of death was decorated with lanterns and gongs and drums.

It is quite interesting that the funeral hall, which holds funerals, actually held a happy event.

That night, An Zhen lay directly on the bed, looking like she was unlovable.

"I'm lying flat, move on by yourself."

【Already, not a drop left】

walnut:? ? ?

The story that followed was just like a movie. But it is just like ordinary people, firewood, rice, oil and salt, raising children, birth, old age, sickness and death.

In the blink of an eye, decades have passed.

As soon as the scene changed, An Zhen, who was already very old, was standing in front of one of the graves.

Obviously, in the form of his existence, there is no such thing as aging, but he is old, and in his later years, he presided over the only funeral in this life for his wife, which can only be said to be the arrangement of the consciousness of the universe.

An Zhen (senior limited) stared at the grave with a demented gaze, silent.

Gradually, his turbid eyes began to flash with golden light, and the curvature of the corners of his lips became larger and larger—

"Hahaha, that's what it is!"

An Zhen suddenly burst into laughter, madly laughing.

"How dare you tease me like this? You're not too timid!"

He walked to the grave, and with every step he took, his body grew younger.

"No matter who gets in my way, I'll knock it down."

【I must get what I want. 】

"If something isn't what I want, then I make it the way I like it."

【Do whatever you want. 】

"I am the only one."

[Life and death are just a thought. 】

"Only I can define everything."

When he walked to the tombstone, the body that had been fading in the past returned to the prosperous state of Junyi youth.

"It's time to wake up from the dream." An Zhen gently stroked the tombstone engraved with the name of walnut, with gentle eyes.

【I shall--】

"Turn everything around!"

The golden light suddenly rose, the space shattered, and this century-old dream of life finally came to an end.

"......"

An Zhen slowly opened his eyes, only to see Hu Tao leaning over with his hands behind his back and staring at him.

"Hu... An Zhen, are you awake?" Hu Tao shook his palm at him, as if to test whether he was awake.

"Huh? Walnut?" An Zhen's eyes showed confusion: "Are we still at the border? Where did that old grandma go? I just remember that I fainted when the black fog flashed."

"We're still on the border. That grandma doesn't know where to go. That...Did you have a strange dream when you passed out?"

When Hu Tao asked this question, his expression was a little unnatural.

"Strange dream?" An Zhen was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Of course."

"Yeah!?" Hu Tao's face turned red all of a sudden, and her fingers squeezed the hem of her clothes tightly.

"I dreamed that I traveled to the past and established Liyue with Lord Yan. Did you dream too?" An Zhen asked curiously.

"Ah? Establishing Liyue? Hahaha... what an interesting dream..."

"I had a dream, but I dreamed that the Resurrection Hall had covered the whole of Tivat!"

Walnut scratched his head, some fortunate and a little disappointed.

"I suddenly remembered that there is still something to do at the Shengshengtang. You can just stroll around here, eat and drink well~ I'll take a step first!"

After speaking, Hu Tao put down her hat and ran away like a gust of wind. She looked anxious, as if she was afraid that An Zhen would stop her.

"I'm starting to get shy now." An Zhen looked at the direction that Hu Tao left, and laughed dumbly.

[This dream is really a waste of waist]

An Zhen: Get out of the voice pack, it makes you feel very involved.

Yes, of course An Zhen remembers everything that happened in the dream, but to him, this dream is more like giving him a schizophrenia, a middle-aged self, a funny self, no system, no voice package , the whole process is talking to himself.

In the end, I also stole a wave of Shibao's classic lines, which is really too hilarious!

As for why you should hide the truth from the walnut...

There has to be a buffering process, right? Although the various usages of others have been fully developed in the dream.

"So now, is it time to claim my spoils?"

An Zhen looked at the deepest part of the [border], the old woman who had disappeared, was walking towards him step by step.

50-Anzhen: RNM, WSM

"So now, is it time to claim my spoils?"

An Zhen looked at the old woman walking towards him and smiled softly, and saw that the old woman was walking slowly, but each step was a very long distance, and within a few breaths, the old woman had come to An Zhen. in front of you.

"Old man, the speed of your black hand is so fast that it is too late for people to react."

An Zhen looked at the little old woman curiously, her tone a little helpless.

[To dare to tease me like this is really daring! If it weren't for the lack of power now, I have to teach you a good lesson.]

An Zhen: .....good guy, you are a pure head and a tough mouth. You are still here if you don't have the strength?

Fortunately, others can't hear it, otherwise I'd be out of luck.

The trouble caused by the voice package has to be carried on my back, and it is very embarrassing to think about it.

"Hahaha, if you didn't act faster, and you were prepared, the progress would not be as smooth as it is now."

The old woman smiled, looked at An Zhen, and asked:

"How does it feel to dream?"

"Feel?"

An Zhen lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then his left hand covered his aching lower back, and his right hand raised his thumb towards the old woman, the corners of his lips curved, revealing a set of bright white teeth:

"It's cool! More, more, more!"

[Hmph, even if you fight for another seven days and seven nights, it will be fine. Humans have no possibility of defeating God! hiss--】

old woman: ? ? ?

The old woman was stunned for a moment, and it took a while to understand what An Zhen wanted to express, and then she burst out laughing, her old face seemed to be squeezed into chrysanthemums:

"You are more personal than I expected."

"Since that's the case, this thing can be handed over to you with confidence."

The old woman spread out her palm, and a blue gem floated there, emitting a shimmering light. The only fly in the ointment was that the gem seemed to have been damaged in some way, and there were several small fragments surrounding the largest one. That piece is spinning.

"This is..." An Zhen looked at the blue gem suspiciously, feeling that he had seen this thing before.

[Hmph, it was originally something that belonged to me, the so-called dream is just superfluous]

{ding ding ding}

The system that has been offline for several chapters made a long-lost ding ding sound after many days.

{Ultra high collapse energy level unit detected....resolving....}

{parse complete}

{Confirm the target is the damaged core of the Death Herrscher}

God TM The core of the Herrscher of Death, why does the world of Yuanshen pop up something from the world next door?

But if this thing is really the core of the Herrscher of Death, according to the character design of the voice pack, this is indeed his thing.

"So why is this Herrscher core still a broken version?"

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