"It's the mortuary," Jenan looked at Xiaoyun with a smile, his eyes couldn't be pulled away from her face, "but it's also heaven.."
"This is obviously insanity!" Mr. Hu said half-jokingly, "It's very sick! I'm afraid it will take a dose of heavy medicine to save the two of them, otherwise they will die soon!"
After speaking, Jie Nan and Xiao Yun's expressions changed, and they looked at Mr. Hu nervously.
"What kind of heavy medicine?" Zhang Dalong didn't realize it for a moment, so he asked, "Brother, can you cure this?"
"Marriage," said Mr. Hu, and he laughed too. "Besides this, there is no other medicine for old age."
"Grandpa!" Xiao Yun glared at Mr. Hu with a blushing face, "What are you talking about!"
"Okay, I'm not joking," Mr. Hu was in a good mood for another reason. Seeing Hao Ning and the others looked relaxed, he asked, "Why, is there any progress?"
"I don't know yet," Xiaohong replied for the others, "but we may find a solution. As for whether we can, we need to observe for a while."
Xiaohong's so-called observation refers to observing how the other party saves Jinzhi through the flying insects in Jinzhi's body. Judging from the tone of Baiyin and Bronze, it is far more important for the other party to save Jinzhi than to save these patients, so the thing to do now is to wait, wait and see how the other party treats them, and then wait for the opportunity It's just that Xiaohong's so-called observation for a period of time, in the ears of a doctor like Mr. Hu, he naturally thinks that he is observing patients.
"Okay, okay, okay! Young people are awesome!" Mr. Hu immediately felt a burst of relief when he saw Xiaohong say this, "Today is the weekend, and you young people should go to City H more often to have fun, don't stay here all the time In front of us two old fellows."
Jie Nan and Xiao Yun had just confirmed their relationship, so naturally they went shopping happily, while Zhou Yuan and Liu Shuai came to H City for the purpose of having fun, and they disappeared in no time. Xiaohong is not interested in these ordinary entertainments at all, and Haoning is also thinking about how those people can save that golden finger, so the two hit it off and offered to stay and observe those people's movements. Zhou Yuan thought it through, tapped Hao Ning's phone, and the software made by Liu Shuai could also see the flying insects in Jinzhi's body.
Unexpectedly, when Xiaohong went back to her room and fell asleep, only Hao Ning looked at it for a long time with her mobile phone, and found that those people had carried the golden finger back and put it in a place and wrapped it in any cloth, so she couldn't help but wake Xiaohong up. : "Why don't they hurry up and save this Golden Finger?"
"Brother, can you let me sleep for a while?" Xiaohong shouted in a daze, "Why are you so energetic!"
"I have something on my mind," Hao Ning said depressedly, "Don't you care how they treat this person?"
"They won't save that person until the quarry finishes work this afternoon." Xiaohong yawned and fell asleep.
"Why?" Hao Ning was puzzled, pulled Xiao Hong up and asked, "How do you know so clearly?"
"Brother, you, you, okay," Xiaohong saw Hao Ning like this, so she had to explain seriously, "During the day, it is obvious that these pirated gold fingers have to be used as consultants for rich people to gamble stones. They will go underground to do things after all the outsiders in the quarry have left."
"But there are other people?" Hao Ning felt that what Xiaohong said was not quite right, and retorted, "You forgot those two lights and shadows, they can save this person. Surely they won't bet on the ground, right? "
"Brother Hao Ning, your magical business is really..." Xiao Hong scratched her head with a wry smile, yawned and looked at Hao Ning with teary eyes, "Put yourself in the shoes of others, do those people know about those two lights and shadows?" The presence?"
"Of course..." Hao Ning thought about it carefully and came to his senses, "That's right, looking at Yi Pingzhi's actions yesterday, it is obvious that what those two lights and shadows did was shameful, and it seems that they relied on the genuine and pirated super Gold refers to the process of constantly betting on stones to get the essence of the gods and the golden elixir of the gods. It seems that they don’t want those people to know about this process. And it seems that after I went there yesterday, they said that these essences are much more effective, so Speaking of which, those lights and shadows must be in the dark.”
"That's right," Xiaohong nodded and yawned again, "So, as long as the quarry is still working, those people are helping others to gamble, and Goldfinger is dying there, probably later People are working underground, so the pirated Gold Finger can be freed to save the genuine Gold Finger.”
The pirated gold finger saves the genuine gold finger... No matter how Hao Ning heard this sentence, he felt awkward, but he didn't say anything.
"And," Xiaohong's eyes were already red, "Golden Finger means that their souls are dead. If they want to save them, they must probably cast spells or something. What if the people who gamble with stones during the day have masters and find out about such fluctuations in mana?" ? You went to scare them yesterday, and they are still so arrogant?"
"It makes sense, it makes sense," Hao Ning nodded in praise, "You are the best, Xiaohong."
"It's not that I'm good," Xiaohong straightened the pillow and said, "It's because the three of us have thought of it, and you are the only one who didn't think of it. Otherwise, Liu Shuai and Zhou Yuan would dare to go out to play with such a big heart? They all figured out the time of!"
"Oh..." Hao Ning looked a little embarrassed, "Then the two of them don't tell me, and go out to play by themselves."
"Probably they didn't expect that you can't even think of such a simple matter related to the soul..." Xiaohong sighed, "Can I sleep?"
"Sleep!" Hao Ning was irritated by Xiaohong's last words, and said angrily, "I'll sleep too!"
After finishing speaking, he took the pillow and lay down on another bed. Hao Ning didn't sleep much last night, but now he felt a little sleepy after being relieved. He yawned and said, "Oh, have a good dream, I want to dream too. Go to the Old Summer Palace, hehe."
"En?" Xiaohong's ears twitched when she heard this sentence, she jumped up with a jerk, pushed Hao Ning and said, "Don't sleep, don't sleep!"
"What's the matter with you!" Hao Ning just felt a little sleepy, and was very unhappy when Xiao Hong pushed him, "Isn't everything resolved?"
"I thought of something, and I want to discuss it with you," Xiaohong said tentatively, a little nervous, "don't sleep yet."
"No," Hao Ning said depressedly, "Liu Shuai's theological foundation is the strongest, you should discuss it with them. My spiritual quotient is negative, so it's good not to make trouble for you." After finishing speaking, he covered his head with the quilt, continue to sleep.
"Oh my good brother, can I be wrong?" Xiaohong admitted his mistake quickly enough, pushing Hao Ning to keep him from sleeping, "Only you can discuss this matter with me, they can't."
"En?" Hao Ning was interested when he heard this, got up and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Do you still remember," Xiaohong asked tentatively, "When we rescued Zhou Yuan's parents, how old did you see his mother?"
"I didn't notice, old lady and old man." Hao Ning didn't know why Xiaohong mentioned this, "Where did I care about this?"
"Sure enough, God's business is negative," Xiaohong sighed, seeing Hao Ning's eyes stare and said with a smile, "I'm talking about me, me, hehe, I was in your body at that time, you forced the two old people When I was drinking Mengpo soup, I touched the souls of the two people. I felt the age of the souls of the two old people at that time, but I didn’t pay attention at that time. Now, after listening to what you said just now, I feel that something is wrong.”
"How old did you feel at that time?" Hao Ning felt that it was strange to discuss the age of the soul with Xiaohong, but he still asked, "What's wrong?"
"Well, I felt the soul of Zhou Yuan's parents at that time," Xiao Hong scratched her head and said embarrassedly, "it should be in her nineties, almost a hundred years old."
"Nonsense!" Hao Ning shook his head and laughed, "Zhou Yuancai
25 years old, his mother is in her nineties, doesn't that mean that Zhou Yuan was born in his mother's soul in her seventies? Have a baby in your seventies? Why don't you say you have a baby at 150? "
"That's right," Xiaohong nodded seriously with an innocent face, "I was born when my parents were in their 100s and almost 200 years old! At that time, my father thought that I was born too early and didn't have enough married life. Woolen cloth!"
"..." Hao Ning looked at Xiaohong's seriousness and took it for granted. After thinking about it, he understood that Honghai'er was called the Holy Infant King in "Journey to the West". The Five Elements Mountain has been suppressed for five hundred years. Five hundred years ago, Sun Wukong and the Bull Demon King were sworn brothers. At that time, the Bull Demon King had no children. That is to say, the Bull Demon King and Princess Iron Fan had a red child after Sun Wukong was crushed under the Five Elements Mountain. , such an increase and a decrease, basically the red boy was born more than a hundred years after Sun Wukong was pushed down the mountain. In this way, the Bull Demon King and the Iron Fan Princess were indeed the red boy who was born at least a hundred years old. What Xiaohong said couldn't be wrong.
Xiaohong still said to herself: "So, at that time, I felt that Zhou Yuan's mother was in her 90s and didn't care. I thought it was okay for his mother to give birth to Zhou Yuan in her 70s. Nowadays, young people are disrespectful and marry early. Early childbearing often happens, so it is normal for Zhou Yuan's mother to be pregnant in her seventies. After all, this kind of thing is a private matter of Zhou Yuan's family. Some Zhou Yuan..."
Xiaohong's self-righteous speculation made Haoning collapse after hearing this. Pregnancy in her seventies counts as early marriage and early pregnancy? Over 60 years old private life and unmarried first conceived? Xiaohong, how dare you say it!
Speaking of this, Xiao Hong blushed, scratched her head and said with a smile: "I didn't realize that we were in Zhou Yuan's mother's dream—"
"In imagination," Hao Ning corrected.
"Okay, it's like a daydream," Xiaohong continued, "It just reminds me that human beings have a limited age, and they basically get pregnant in their twenties, right?"
"...Aren't you talking nonsense?" Hao Ning looked at Xiaohong and sneered, "My spiritual quotient is negative, and your human quotient doesn't look very high..."
"Oh, let's not talk about that," Xiaohong waved her hand, "This is an interesting thing, you didn't care about the strange phenomenon that the souls of the two old people are nearly a hundred years old, but I discovered the strange phenomenon that their age is nearly a hundred years old I thought it was normal, but didn’t take it to heart, so we all missed this key point.” At this point, Xiaohong shook her head and said, “Sure enough, Brother Zhang is right. The biggest problem is that everyone is unaware of it. The problem."
Hao Ning seemed to remember that Zhang Chihang said something similar, but he didn't want to sigh with Xiao Hong, so he asked, "What's the key point? Tell me about it."
"Age! The age of Zhou Yuan's mother's soul," Xiao Hong counted with her fingers, "The age of the souls of those who play games, and the age of the souls of the gold fingers who gamble with stones, far exceed their physical ages! "
"That's right," Hao Ning thought for a long time, you found out this thing we already knew, and replied with a yawn, "This is an objective fact! What's wrong?"
"No, the thing we've been confused about isn't that we don't know what happened to the souls of people who play games, or what happens to the souls of people who gamble with stones?" Xiaohong was quite excited and automatically ignored Hao Ning's theological dementia , "But we know what happened to Zhou Yuan's mother, because we have all entered her soul and turned around!"
"It makes sense!" Hao Ning slapped his thigh and said excitedly, "It seems that those who play games and bet on stones also built a Yuanmingyuan and bought a Forbidden City in their imagination!"
"Plop!" Xiaohong knocked her forehead against the bedside table, Haoning Xiaohong immediately realized that what she said was nonsense? Quickly helped Xiaohong up, said with an embarrassed smile: "I'm joking, you say, you say."
Xiaohong rubbed her head and said with a wry smile, "I don't blame you for this, I just thought of it just now, it's not building the Old Summer Palace, it's not playing games, it's not betting on stones, but a common characteristic: endless use of the abilities I've been given .”
"Endless use of the abilities you have been given?" Hao Ning thought about what Xiaohong said, and it seemed that this was really the case.
"Brother Haoning, don't you think it's strange?" Xiaohong continued to analyze, "According to what you said before, those who can gamble with stones, if they borrow their skills from the book spirit, their souls will be swallowed by the book spirit every time they use it. Once, so the more times you use it, the soul should be devoured, instead of getting old."
"En" Hao Ning carefully thought about what Xiaohong said, and had to say that Xiaohong's analysis was correct, and he had never thought about these things before.
"As for the people who play games," Xiaohong continued, "it's impossible for them to need some book spirits to improve their ability to play games, but their souls are also getting old."
"As for Zhou Yuan's mother," Xiao Hong looked at Hao Ning and explained in detail, "it's even more impossible to have a book spirit, and the aging of her soul can only be because she keeps getting higher and higher in her imagination. Imagination-Of course, we always thought it was his mother’s insatiable greed before, and her greed made her imagination more and more uncontrollable, but in retrospect, how can an ordinary person have such unrestrained imagination? Her mother has obviously reached a certain point. Isn't it strange that you know who you are?"
"It makes sense," Hao Ning nodded in agreement, "You mean, because Zhou Yuan's mother used her imagination without restraint, her soul became old?"
"Very likely," Xiao Hong frowned, "If that's the case, then there's a big problem."
"What do you mean?" Seeing Xiao Hong, Hao Ning frowned again, "Could it be some kind of sorcery?"
"No, no, there is no sorcery in the world that can make the soul age," Xiaohong shook her head. "Sorcerers generally devour the soul directly. On the contrary, there is a common behavior in the world that may slightly change the age of the soul, making the soul Actual older."
"What behavior?" Hao Ning heard this for the first time, "Does Liu Shuai know?"
"He should know, but just like I ignored the fact that a mortal soul cannot give birth at the age of seventy, he also ignored this normal behavior," Xiaohong said with a wry smile, "because that behavior is called: praying."
"Praying will accelerate the aging of the soul?" Hao Ning smiled and shook his head, "It's unheard of."
"To be correct, it's not praying, but focusing on doing something," Xiaohong thought for a while and explained, "I think you may have heard some extreme legends, such as someone who is under too much pressure, whose hair turns white overnight, or something Some people focus on writing books or painting, and after three days, they consume too much energy like an old man, etc. This actually means that the person's soul is aging, but this kind of thing is very rare, and even if aging Not too old, often just a little older than the actual age. Those legends are often exaggerated, but this is true. The common saying is that wisdom will hurt, and love will not last. This is all too focused on certain things resulting in aging of the soul."
"I understand," Hao Ning nodded, "From what you said, it does look similar, but you also said that no matter how focused you are, there is only a few years of age difference. How can there be such a thing as a hundred thousand years old?" What about the big difference?"
"Yeah," Xiaohong thought hard when she thought of this, "I'm stuck here, I can't think about it anymore, I always feel like something is missing, stuck somewhere. The more I think about it, the more flustered I get."
"Yeah," Hao Ning nodded, "Your feeling is what I felt last night. The more I think about that essence of the gods, the more I feel uncomfortable, the more flustered I am, the more I worry about that Yi Ping finger—"
"Essence of the Gods?" Xiao Hong suddenly raised her head, looked at Hao Ning, her face trembling with fear, "No way, it couldn't be that... If it was that, it would be too scary!"
"Xiaohong, Xiaohong," Hao Ning was frightened by Xiaohong's appearance, shaking Xiaohong's body repeatedly, "what's wrong with you? What scared you?"
"I..." Xiaohong thought about it but didn't dare to say it. It was not until Haoning asked more than a dozen times that Xiaohong finally said a word, "We were wrong. Yi Ping pointed out that it was not for those people to cut the jade for them. It’s making huge amounts of incense.”
"What do you mean?" Hao Ning didn't quite understand why Xiaohong said that suddenly, "Can you speak slowly, I don't understand."
"I'm sorry, my thoughts are a little fast." Xiaohong shook her head, closed her eyes and thought about it, as if she was thinking about how to explain it to Hao Ning, "I need to start with the prayer I just said. Generally speaking, prayer is It is only used for people’s worship of gods, and in the process of worship, faith is born, you can understand this, right?”
"Yes," Hao Ning nodded, he is already too familiar with this matter, "Faith produces formless incense, right?"
"Yes," Xiaohong nodded, "The process of praying is precisely because the soul has faith, so the life of the soul will be shortened. From the results, it can be seen that the souls of people who pray all the year round will age like the souls of ordinary people." Some—" Seeing Hao Ning opening his mouth to ask, Xiao Hong waved his hand, "Don't worry, I know what you want to ask, this is not a bad thing, first, this kind of aging is actually very rare, even if a person has been praying for a lifetime to 100 years old, I am afraid that the aging of the soul is only a few days to half a year. But because this person has been praying all the time, the belief generated by this person has become a formless incense, and he has a chance, a god created by this incense will fulfill his wish Opportunity."
"Uh..." Hao Ning circled in his mind, "What do you mean?"
"To put it simply," Xiaohong nodded and said, "If a person has been praying for Guanzi all his life, then the belief he has developed because of this prayer will become the invisible incense of Guanzi becoming a god, so as long as he makes a wish, there will be Opportunities are seen as free to satisfy his wishes, of course, there are only opportunities. And all the wishes they made will be collected in the scripture of wishes."
"So that's how it is," Hao Ning nodded, and it was only then that he realized that Xiaohong's wish truth came from this way, "but why not fulfill everyone's wishes?"
"Besides that people don't want to make progress after being satisfied, there is another reason," Xiaohong said with a smile, "if I don't have the wish scripture, I don't know. The reason is very simple, everyone has very little belief , so there are not many formless incenses produced by faith, and these incenses cannot be used to satisfy everyone's wishes. Take it from the people and use it for the people, but if it is averaged, then there is nothing."
"So that's how it is," Hao Ning understood at this time, "So, when everyone is praying, they unintentionally use their very little soul lifespan to generate the formless incense of faith, and these incense can only be gathered to a certain extent. It can satisfy people’s wishes. Prayer is equivalent to buying a lottery ticket. If you don’t pray, your wish will definitely not come true. If you pray, it will be possible, right?”
"Uh..." Seeing that Hao Ning used praying as buying a lottery ticket, Xiaohong felt a little strange, but she nodded, "It's almost the same meaning, but you don't talk so nonsense when you meet Brother Zhang..."
"I don't want to see him—then what does this have to do with these people?" Hao Ning suddenly realized when he said this, "You mean, the lifespan of these people's souls is consumed by actions like praying. exhausted?"
"I'm not sure, I'm just guessing that it's possible," Xiaohong nodded with a wry smile, "You think, if a person prays for a lifetime, he will only age less than half a year's soul life, and if these people's souls die in a short period of time, I have been aging for a hundred thousand years, if these aging lifespans are all used to pray and produce the formless incense of faith, it is equivalent to at the same time—”
Xiaohong took out the calculator on her phone and did the math: "Equivalent to hundreds of thousands of people praying for a hundred years of faith!"
"Be good!" Hao Ning sat on the bed in fright when he heard this, "What you said can't be true, can it?"
"This is just my rough calculation," Xiaohong was surprised for a long time after finishing the calculation, but she couldn't react for a long time, "but the price is that this soul has no ability to reincarnate again, let alone 100,000 years, a soul over 500 years old Reincarnation through hell, what can be repaired is already limited."
"If you didn't mention the essence of the gods just now, I wouldn't even think of it," Xiaohong said, "but think about it, apart from the phaseless incense that is necessary to become a god, what else is related to the essence of the gods? "
"But I still don't understand," Hao Ning continued to ask, "Those people didn't pray, they just kept betting on stones, drawing lines, and cutting stones. What does this have to do with prayer?"
"That's what I just figured out," Xiaohong said with a frown. "They focus on doing this thing, and they will also produce a formless incense of faith. They don't necessarily need to pray to a god. Like Zhou Yuan, a circle god , and he’s taking advantage of the belief that people’s focus on the Internet has created, isn’t he?”
"Speaking of which, you have done a great good deed!" Xiaohong nodded to Hao Ning at this point, and wiped off her sweat, "If you hadn't mistakenly enshrined the Internet's incense, then you were If someone with ulterior motives gets it, who knows what will happen!"
"That is to say, Yi Ping refers to seducing those people to gamble with stones," Hao Ning analyzed, "and absorbing the phaseless incense produced by their beliefs, gathered into the essence of the gods?"
"It's possible!" Xiaohong nodded.
"But what does he want this formless incense?" Hao Ning asked strangely, "He is not a god."
"Maybe it's for making higher-level soul coin raw materials," Xiaohong said after thinking for a while, "and if you think about it, if you chop up a person's soul, you can only get the soul coin raw materials of this person's soul, but If this person is allowed to continuously produce beliefs, and then formless incense, not to mention that the individual soul of the formless incense itself is more useful, and the amount produced is far greater than this person's soul."
"In this way, those stone gamblers are not human," Hao Ning said with a wry smile, "Isn't that a leek?"
"Yeah, I was cut off my soul life time and time again without knowing it," Xiaohong sighed, "In the end, I ended up not being able to reincarnate, each soul leek..."
"But what method did they use?" Hao Ning frowned, "This is the most critical issue. You said that it is impossible to make a person's soul age like this under normal circumstances."
"I don't know," Xiaohong shook her head, "I can't figure it out either." At this point, Xiaohong lay down, "This is all our guesswork, the most important thing now is to see how they treat that golden finger, Let's make plans again, no matter what they do, saving people is still the most important thing—it's useless to talk so much now, sleep and sleep."
Seeing that Xiao Hong was helpless, Hao Ning had no choice but to lie down on the bed, and fell asleep in a daze while thinking about this problem.
It’s just that this sleep made Hao Ning flustered and dreamed a lot, until finally, inexplicably, he dreamed that Zhou Yuan was telling his old-fashioned story again: Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple. Tell a story, what story are you telling? Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain...
Hao Ning was very irritable after hearing this story, and was about to start scolding, but Liu Shuai's voice came out again: "What other stories do you think you can tell besides this story? I bought these things after shopping for a day, and I don't know what to say What should I do with Xiao Lai next time!"
Dreaming here, Liu Shuai started knocking on the door, making Hao Ning even more upset, thinking that this dream was too noisy, but Liu Shuai knocked harder and louder, Hao Ning was confused for a while before realizing that this is not Meng, this is the two clowns who came back from shopping, so they got up and went to open the door in a daze.
(end of this chapter)
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