"Even if you die, you can become a ghost to accompany me. We can contract with the same master and eat half each." Shen Xitong's voice was filled with the innocence that only a young girl could have.
She discovered that Su Qingyu had come to Monkey God Mountain when she was helping Shen Sinian monitor Su Qingyu's movements.
This reminded Shen Xitong of the Taoist priest who used to play with him in the Morning Star Group. So, he used the excuse of system dormancy detection to run to Monkey God Mountain to find Zhixu Sanren.
"I have no obsession with this world. After I die, dust will return to dust, and earth will return to earth, and my world will return to peace." The evening breeze blew up Zhixu Sanren's robe. He had already determined the end of his death.
"You should think more about your little disciple. If you die, he will definitely cry." Shen Xitong was still in tears.
However, Zhixu Sanren remained unmoved.
"My disciple will not shed tears easily," Zhixu Sanren's voice was very light, as if it would be blown away by the wind in the next second, "I taught him that the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and flowers bloom and wither at different times. Nothing is eternal, and the same is true for humans. From the moment they are born, they are destined to say goodbye."
"We don't have to abide by the laws of nature." Guiyi will not die naturally. When Shen Xitong came to see Zhixu Sanren, she liked to hide in the dark, her whole body soft. She felt very comfortable without having to retain her human form.
Zhixu Sanren had already made up his mind that if there was a possibility that he would become a monster, he would immerse himself in red liquid before he died to cut off this path.
"It's good that you have black hair all over your body. Once the black hair completely invades your body, you can come to my world."
"That day will never come, and I will never allow it to come."
After a while, Shen Sinian had just finished coaxing Luo Yunuan and had some free time, so he summoned Shen Xitong. Shen Xitong heard his master's voice, gathered his human form, and prepared to go back.
Before leaving, Shen Xitong looked at Zhixu Sanren.
Human beings are so fragile.
As if it would break with the slightest touch.
"Hey, old man, don't die too quickly. I'll come to see you next time." After saying that, Shen Xitong put his hand into his mouth, then took out a bottle of black lotion and threw it to Zhixu Sanren. "Take this thing. I gave it to you because I was afraid that you would die too quickly. You'd better use that red thing less often. It stinks. Use this one I gave you, and the black hair on your body will grow slower."
Shen Xitong directly gave Zhixu Sanren the strange props. She and Zhixu Sanren had known each other as early as when they were in the Qimingxing Group. Although these Sanren were standing outside the experimental glass and she was trapped inside, in front of so many humans wearing white coats and masks, she preferred this Taoist who could talk to her.
If Zhixu Sanren died, she would have to look for a needle in a haystack to find the next master with excellent luck.
She hoped that Zhixu Sanren could stay with her. If he was willing, she could feed him in return, and his job would be to find her next owner after she had eaten her fill.
After giving the things, Shen Xitong left.
Zhixu Sanren looked at the plastic bottle thrown on the ground, covered with mucus, his eyes were cold and clear.