human suffering

Chapter 2234 The life of death

"You still don't have to ask, I'll tell you directly.

All souls are sacred, so it takes a lot of energy and time to fuse souls.

Feeling the clarity of your friend's soul projection, there shouldn't be too much time left.

If it takes a month if it is slow, or two weeks if it is fast, my second uncle will be able to succeed.

When two souls are fused together, it will be more troublesome, and basically there is no solution.

As for where my second uncle is, I tried to summon it with the summoning circle just now.

He may have blacklisted me and didn't respond to me.

But where is his body?
You can ask Xiao Puzi, it should be in their ancestral land.

So, if you want to save the fly, you must hurry before he becomes my second uncle.

Otherwise, you can only destroy him and my second uncle together.

Wait, don't ask.

Let me think about what is left unexplained.

The transport plane can't be repaired in a short time, but it can still be used if Xiaopuzi's invisible wings are plugged in.

Any departure time is fine, I have no objection, and I fully support it.

By the way, by the way, there is one more crucial question, which I almost forgot.

Your friend Fly has already died once. If you want to revive it, you must follow the procedures of our Egyptian God Department.

So there must be a Book of the Dead, which is the most important thing.

There should be nothing else, unless you find fault with me, I have already answered it very comprehensively. "

Cai Gen couldn't help but started to applaud He Xiazi.

This is called extended answering questions.

Think what you think, answer what you ask, as long as you start, it doesn't take much effort at all.

Tell you what you want to know, what you don't want to know.

It's just that the ending is not very good. It's a small regret that I didn't say where to go to fix the Book of Dead.

"So."

Cai Gen just said two words, and He Xiazi took over the conversation.

"You must be asking me, where can I find the Book of the Dead?
Is it an ancient temple in a deep mountain, or the end of the world.

No, your thinking is wrong.

The Book of the Dead is not a very precious artifact.

It is a necessary daily necessities for us and Egyptians to travel at home.

Everyone has to record their life in the book of death from birth.

I did those good things, I did those bad things, I did those ulterior things.

All must be recorded in the Book of the Dead.

At the same time, the Book of the Dead is also a resurrection tutorial.

It records what to do in the first step after death, what to do in the second step, and a series of standard operating procedures.

It also records which gods they meet, how to face them, how to answer them, and what gifts to offer to please the gods.

This is the experience summed up by countless ancestors who died.

Finally, put everyone's book of death on the balance of fate.

Examine this person's life, whether life is meaningful, whether he is a useful person to society, and whether he has damaged the world.

If the Feather of Truth is defeated on the balance of fate, then he can be resurrected and returned to the human world.

If it fails, then go to the underworld and become a complete dead person.

So, before we go, you need to get the Book of the Dead ready.

When I saw you, I didn’t have any preparations. I happen to have a copy here, which is useless.

I feel that writing myself is not perfect enough, you can continue to use it.

I have finished the process part, just write the life of your friend Fly. "

With that said, He Xiazi casually took out a black notebook from his pocket, and solemnly handed it to Cai Gen with both hands, as if he was treating some kind of sacred object.

After Cai Gen took the notebook, he felt very funny.

This Book of the Dead will never cost more than five yuan in a stationery supermarket.

The poor-quality plastic cover was crooked when it was laminated.

Suppressing the contempt in his heart, he opened the notebook.

There is not a word in it, it is all densely packed with small dots.

Is this cuneiform?
It's not like it's written with a pen, it's more like it's carved with a carving knife.

What does this thing look like?

Cai Gen just pointed the notebook at He Xiazi, before he could ask.

He Xiazi echoed Cai Gen's heart again.

"By the way, I really wanted to forget that just now.

My Book of the Dead is a blind version.

It doesn't matter if you don't know each other. I am familiar with the specific process, so it doesn't matter.

Just write down the life of the fly.

Don't feel pressured to write.

After all, he is also an ordinary person, not a saint, and it is understandable to make small mistakes.

Just write realistically, and I can almost settle the rest with face.

I can smell the aroma of food coming from upstairs, is it time to serve dinner?

We didn't eat the meal on the plane, and I don't provide that service, are you all hungry?
Why don't we eat first, if there are any details, we can chat while eating? "

After He Xiazi finished speaking, he waited for a long time without waiting for Cai Gen's response.

Suddenly I heard the sound of the elevator running and the sound of the safety door closing.

At this time, in the huge space, only He Xiazi and the coffin were left.

He still underestimated this group of people. The enthusiasm for cooking is as big as the world, not as big as cooking.

Blind He touched the coffin with his hand back, and muttered to himself.

"I don't know if what I just said is serious or not.

Anyway, I've kept it as simple as possible.

I don't know, how is Cai Gen's temper?
If you really go to the place and find that there is a big gap between what I said, will you blame me?

If only it were as easy as I said to resurrect a person, it would be great. "

After muttering a few words, he cleared his doubts, and blind man He also went out. He was actually quite active in cooking.

But before he reached the door, he stopped suddenly.

There was movement from inside the coffin.

The fly, which originally looked like a holographic projection, twisted unceasingly.

As he continued to twist, a large amount of black air leaked out from his body.

At the same time, there was a scream of pain.

For some unknown reason, he seemed to have crossed the constraints of space and returned to the coffin.

In an instant, the fly changed its incorporeal state and became an entity.

The head, which was covered with bandages, hit the coffin and crashed, wanting to attract attention, hoping that someone would come to save him.

Unfortunately, his luck is not very good, just in time for dinner.

Blind He returned to the coffin, feeling a little tangled in his heart.

It was hard to explain everything just now, and everything was settled. Wouldn't it be more troublesome to reproduce any side issues.

He cursed in a low voice.

"My second uncle is such a fucking waste, he can't even look down on a person.

After all, he is not a complete man, what can I ask of him?

Dude, I'm sorry, just bear with it and let it pass.

Now is not the time for you to come back. "

Then, he swiftly closed the coffin and locked it tightly.

Don't let the sound and black air inside come out.

When going out, He Xiazi closed the big iron gate without reassurance.

Everything was done perfectly, leaving Cai Gen absolutely no reason to come back.

Only then did they press the elevator and prepare to go upstairs to cook together.

(End of this chapter)