Foreword:
At that time, he did not know what would happen next. He only saw himself as an ordinary student, far away from his hometown and studying outside. He had been working a fixed job every day to earn living expenses and then working hard for graduation. He had always thought that this was the way of life that he would continue in the future. It was simple and boring.
In the past, he was like most people, living in the bustling city under the red lights and green wine, living a busy and decadent city life. His understanding of the word death was only at the level of never seeing each other again. His thoughts about war were only limited to historical questions, and he did not have much feelings. Just like how we lived in the Heian Era, ignorant and childish.
As a person living in modern society, he was like those hot-blooded young men and women who liked group activities and wanted to live an exciting life. He was tired of his daily life. It was boring and boring. He was immersed in a rotten life day by day, and even his thoughts were infected with dullness. At that time, he didn't know what the so-called bond was. He only knew that friends were friends. There were people who sincerely got along with each other, and there were also people who used each other. He scoffed at the rumors that he would do anything for his friends, thinking that such things were extremely stupid and unrealistic.
At that time, once a friend was lost, it meant that they were tired of each other and had developed a repulsive force. There was not much feeling. He had never understood the unbreakable bonds in those sentimental animations. What was a bond? Could it be that it could be tough enough to defeat time and life? They did not understand the thoughts of those who valued relationships and righteousness, did not understand that they had to fight to protect, and did not know that once a bond was formed, it could not be cut off.
In this era where money and benefits were rampant, friendship and loyalty were so fragile. Life was so important. Every day, everyone was running around for their own lives. They worked hard for money, power, and benefits. They were helpless and tired. At that time, he was thinking about a question. What was the purpose of living? Why did he have to work so hard to survive? Did everyone have their own purpose for living? What are we pursuing every day? What are we looking forward to? What are we hoping for? Why did they have to live so hard? Was it for the sake of society or for the advancement of mankind?
What kind of thoughts do we have living in today's society? What kind of dream did he have? Are we doing this for the enjoyment of a lifetime and the prosperity that blinded our rationality? Or was it for the pursuit of immortality and spirit? They didn't understand and were also puzzled. What could they get? What could they take away after they died?
This was me, ignorant, lost, and helpless. I didn't know what I was pursuing, what I was expecting, or what I was disappointed with. I was buried by time in the busy traffic, waiting for the torrent of history to drown this insignificant existence in a hundred years. I'm such a girl. I don't have the thoughts of a little girl, I don't have any pretentious attitude, I don't have any pursuit or ambition. I like to stimulate and tense life to wake up my numb and sleeping heart. I want to obtain the true meaning of human existence and see the true attitude under the confusion and prosperity. I don't have the responsibility of the post-70s, the seriousness of the post-80s, or the madness of the post-90s. He was just pretending to be an ordinary, slightly idiotic, and slightly foolish student.
I was pursuing, I was thinking, and I was also at a loss. It was only after that death that I understood that death was not the end, but the beginning of everything. I obtained the answer I wanted in my previous life. I changed myself, bringing with me the ties and pursuits I had.
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The best time in Japan was the early spring when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom. This was also the best time to relax. As a student studying in Japan, Tang Lu would not waste such a good opportunity. The temple fair at this time was also a hot topic. People wearing beautiful kimonos came and went. There were all kinds of Mini games and delicious snacks on the streets. Cherry blossoms flew and bells rang. Japan also had some undeniable unique culture and beauty.
"How lively!" Tang Lu looked around curiously. After all, this was her first spring here. When she was in China, the most lively time was the Spring Festival. There were no temple festivals or summer festivals of this style, so it was inevitable that she was curious.
From afar, he could see many people holding amulets or talismans. They were talking and laughing, and they seemed to be lucky. "Why don't I ask for a lot too?" With that thought in mind, Tang Lu walked towards the place where the divination was held.
When a person is unlucky, nothing goes well. This was a very correct sentence! Just like Tang Hao, who had just taken a step and accidentally stepped on something inexplicable. Then, his vision went black and he fainted!
No one around noticed that a living person had just disappeared into thin air…In this era where missing persons were classified as normal low-level cases, it was not a big deal for a student to disappear for no reason. It would not attract the attention of others, nor would it affect the rotation of society. It was just because he was an insignificant ordinary person. Without a noble identity or a prominent position, no one would spend so much time and energy to pay attention to an unimportant person. This is the reality of society.
Darkness. Boundless darkness filled the surroundings. That thing with thick colors covered all the light that wanted to break through. It could not be seen, felt, or touched. Loneliness, fear, and confusion slowly stripped away the fragile thoughts and consciousness in the silence. Tang Lu didn't know where she was. She couldn't make a sound, feel the space, control her limbs, or even sense her own breathing and heartbeat.
What was this place? How could I be like this? Nightmare?
Has he finally regained his consciousness? A voice rang out, echoing in the darkness. It felt unreal.
Who was it? Who are you?
Hey, woman, you've lost your mind for nearly three months!
Losing his mind for three months? Was this a joke? He had been in a coma for three months for no reason? Then what had he done before? Why did he become like this?
I'm not joking. You're already a soul now. If you want to be resurrected, find me!
Don't tell me…I'm dead? He died just like that, so easily? Without pain, without sorrow, without any awareness, he left the world in a daze? What would happen after that? Would he become a Buddha? Or should he wait until his spiritual energy slowly dissipated and disappeared from the world again? Tang Lu was confused. She suddenly realized that she could move. She stood up with difficulty. Although she couldn't see anything, she still looked around subconsciously. I can revive you if I find you?
Yes, he was. Find me and call out my name!
What a familiar plot…Tang Lu was a fan of the novel, so her brain immediately told her what was happening…Did I transmigrate to the world of Death? Wasn't this the necessary stage for the Grim Reaper to obtain the sword? At the thought of this, Tang Lu was suddenly overjoyed. This kind of thing couldn't be won even if she bought the lottery! Obviously, she had forgotten the second half of the voice's sentence. She would be resurrected if she found 'it'!？
Feng Hua Temple's Gong He, hurry up and find me!
Feng Hua Temple's Gong He? Who was that? Tang Lu couldn't react for a moment. After a long time... It can't be my name, right?？F * ck…I'm going to be Gong He of Fenghua Temple in the future? Tang Lu sighed gloomily. It was really inexplicable!
The Grim Reaper's spirit channels were red, different from ordinary people. This was very important. Tang Lu began to search for red spirit channels in the darkness. Soon, she saw something like a ribbon that was glowing red.
This was it! Tang Lu ran over and caught it.
That was fast. The voice sounded again. My name is [Red Lotus of Ghost Fire].
"Hell Devourer, Ghost Fire Red Lotus!”Tang Lu shouted the words of her sword. The spirit channel in her hand disappeared and was replaced by a black grass sword with a red lotus pattern. Was this the initial state of [Ghost Fire Red Lotus]? She looked at the grass sword in her hand in confusion." But it's very beautiful!”
" I will maintain this state for the rest of my life," Red Lotus said." There won't be any changes in my form here. Even if you master the Swastika, there won't be any changes."
Eh?
Remember, Feng Hua Temple's Gong He! You are not the Grim Reaper!
Eh?
I'm Gong He of Fenghua Temple? He had the sword but was not the Grim Reaper? A certain woman's brain crashed, and she couldn't figure out what was going on for a moment.
Suddenly, she felt the world spin and she fainted again.。。。
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The morning sun shone with a faint golden light as it happily sprinkled on the ground. It passed through the dense branches and formed spots of light, mischievously falling on a figure lying on the grass. The surrounding birds were chirping happily, and there were insects chirping from time to time. The fresh air had the faint fragrance of soil, and the dewdrops on the grass reflected a brilliant light. Everything was so vibrant.
Soon, the figure opened his eyes. Her dark purple eyes were filled with confusion. She looked around and was about to stand up when she stopped.
"Eh?" This person was a certain woman who had been resurrected as Gong He of Fenghua Temple.。。。She stretched out her hand in surprise and looked at her body. Then, she screamed,"How did I become a child?？？？”
The current Gong He of Fenghua Temple was no more than four or five years old. He had a small body, a round head, and big eyes. He looked super cute.
She hung her head in frustration, her light purple hair covering her dejected face.
He looked at the [Red Lotus with Ghostfire] next to his hand. The black blade of the sword looked even darker under the sunlight. "It's not a dream." With some difficulty, Gong He of the Fenghua Temple picked up the [Red Lotus of Ghostfire] and stood up. He walked toward a river not far away.
The clear river water reflected the current appearance of Gong He of Fenghua Temple. His cute little face was full of frustration. Suddenly, she looked up as if she had thought of something. "Wait,[Red Lotus Ghost Fire] said that I can be resurrected after I get the Dragon Slaying Saber. Does that mean I'm alive now?! Moreover, if he said that he wasn't the Grim Reaper, there wouldn't be any changes to the Slaying Knife…Was there such a strange person in the world of the Grim Reaper?？”
At the thought of this, Gong He of Fenghua Temple scratched his head in puzzlement. This seemed to have exceeded his understanding. What should he do next? She walked downstream along the riverside. He did not walk far before he stepped on something. A crossroad popped up in his head. Fenghua Temple's Gong He thought of his situation before a series of things happened. It seemed that he had stepped on something and then died inexplicably...
"He can't be that unlucky, right?" Her walking motion froze awkwardly. Fenghua Temple carefully moved her foot away and saw what she had stepped on. It was a Kunai. "Good, good, it's just a Kunai!”She heaved a sigh of relief and bent down to pick up the Kunai. Wait a minute, has there ever been bitterness in the world of the Grim Reaper? This thing seems to be a ninja's weapon, right?
(Author: Poor guy. He always thought he was in the world of Death.)。。）
Feng Hua Temple looked at the Kunai in his hand and combined it with the words of [Ghost Fire Red Lotus]. He couldn't help but sweat." It seems like…this isn't the world of the Grim Reaper…" Heavens, where exactly am I? She sat on the ground in defeat and stared blankly at the river.
He died inexplicably, got the Dragon Slaying Saber, revived, and ran to an unknown world…Feng Hua Temple felt that his brain was not enough. How could he live in a strange world? The fear of the unknown was completely revealed in her body.
After a long time, when she came back to her senses, it was already late in the morning. Her stomach started to rumble. Feng Hua Temple sighed and stood up. Looking at the fish swimming in the river, she said," These are the only things that can fill my stomach now, right?”She struggled to hold the 1.5-meter-long Red Lotus with both hands. She stood by the river and drooled as she stared at the fat fish…
He was depressed. He was not even as tall as the [Ghost Fire Red Lotus]. It was really tiring! As Feng Hua Temple thought of this, their hands did not slow down at all. They aimed at a fish bone that had entered their attack range. "Haha, success!" She happily picked up the fish. The unlucky fish jumped on the grass a few times and died.
The next thing was easy to do. He washed the bitter samia that he had picked up, peeled and washed the fish, and then…？”Fenghua Temple stared at the fish in a daze. They looked around and found some ordinary berries from the bushes. They cut them into pieces and stuffed them into the fish's stomach before building a firewood pile. "There's no fire. What should we do?"
He looked left and right. Drill wood to make fire? For a four or five-year-old at the Fenghua Temple, it seemed to be something out of reach. She glanced at the [Red Lotus with Ghostfire] beside her." That's right! How could he have forgotten about this! Since it was called [Red Lotus of Ghost Fire], it must be a fire-type saber. Then it would be easy to deal with!”
Feng Hua Temple was once again dumbfounded as she picked up the knife. She seemed to have forgotten that she did not know how to use the knife…
Hence…
"Please,[Red Lotus Ghost Fire], help me light the fire!”
" Cute Red Lotus, I know you're the best, so I'm borrowing your fire. Otherwise, you'll be finished if I starve to death…"
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[Ghost Fire Red Lotus] didn't respond at all…
He had failed! Feng Hua Temple sat on the ground helplessly. He held his chin and frowned." Do we really have to eat raw fish?？？”Sliced sashimi…? "Ah, I hate sashimi the most…"
Could it be that the so-called spiritual pressure needed to be injected into the knife to use the knife? However, what was Spirit Pressure?？？”Feng Hua Temple wailed miserably. They did not expect that the problem of hunger would be so difficult.
I'll chop, chop! Feng Hua Temple angrily grabbed the [Red Lotus of Ghost Fire] and chopped it on the firewood. The poor wooden branch became small pieces. Suddenly, a cluster of flames rose up, emitting a strange blue light on the chopped firewood.
Uh…blue flames…could it be the flames of natural gas? Feng Hua Temple looked at this small flame and thought foolishly. "No matter what, we can roast fish now!”She used [Red Lotus Ghost Fire] to fork the fish and placed it on the blue flames.
Just like that, with an incomparable sense of novelty and strangeness, Gong He of Fenghua Temple pulled open the curtains of his life in the foreign world.
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