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Chapter 886 Wang Zhi who wants to be famous behind him (35)
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It seems that, for Yu Qingyue, Shengge has become a continuation of Wan Zhen'er to some extent.

Qingyue, who was graceful, long-sleeved and good at dancing back then, is also old.

To live is to find a pillar.

Shengge brought Wang and Qingyuequ to live not far from the imperial mausoleum, like a family of three.

Time flies, Shengge is not in the court, and there are still legends about Shengge in the court.

What Wang Zhi wanted was a posthumous name, and now he not only has a posthumous name, but also a living name.

In the world of life, the glitz and glitz of the world is like a breeze that enters the strings quietly, and the flowers fall lightly in the wind. Shengge doesn't know how many years have passed.

All I know is that another majestic mausoleum has been added to the area of ​​the Ming Emperor's Mausoleum.

The imperial city has also ushered in a new owner.

Day after day, life seems too static.

If it wasn't for worrying about Wang Qu, she would have left this world long ago.

After so many years, she still has luck with Wang Qu.

Especially when facing Wang Qu's face that hasn't changed for many years.

It's not that you have the skills to keep your face, but that you are always in the prime of life.

It's nice to be forever young.

But this is not old, not dead, does she just stay in this small world aimlessly, pale and hopeless?

The tasks in this world have been completed for decades, and they have witnessed the change of the three generations of emperors in the Ming Dynasty. If she stays any longer, she may become a living fossil of the history of the Ming Dynasty and the guardian of the tomb of the Ming Dynasty.

However, Wang Qu is not dead yet.

A daily question, Wang Qu, when are you going to die?
Isn't it impolite to say that.

"Ugh."

Looking at Wang Qu's face, Sheng Ge sighed helplessly again.

Time, it's a waste of time.

"Again, why don't I die?"

Wang Qu leaned over fiercely and spoke jokingly.

When he was a child, he was a little monster without a heartbeat, and when he grew up, he was a big monster who would never age or die.

"Don't you have immortal means? Why are you still old?"

His head is full of white hair, densely wrinkled, and old-fashioned. Every time he coughs, Wang Qu will worry that the other party will die in one breath.

In fact, there is no need to worry about this problem at all.

Wang Zhi is here, so he is.

If Wang Zhi is not around, he will find a place to disappear quietly after finishing his funeral.

"He has the means of a god, but he is also a mortal, so he will grow old and die."

Shengge rolled his eyes angrily.

"Do you think everyone is the same as you?"

To be honest, after spending so many years with Wang Qu day and night, she still didn't find any more clues.

"I always feel that it won't be long before I die."

Wang Qu said calmly.

Shengge: ...

Is this what she wants?

However, this word is really disturbing to hear.

"you……"

what's the situation?
Shengge opened her eyes wide, watching Wang Qu disappear from her eyes in disbelief.

From time to time, she wanted to ask Wang Qu when he would die, but she didn't expect him to disappear so vaguely.

In this world, is there anyone who can steal Wang Qu from her face quietly?
Shengge got up abruptly, and in the process of getting up, his old man lost all energy, and he returned to his youngest state.

The person she had guarded for so many years disappeared inexplicably.

Following the remaining energy fluctuations, Shengge shrank into an inch and appeared in a small southern city.

Shanyang County, Huai'an Prefecture?

Shengge looked at the quaint handwriting on the city gate, and was a little puzzled.

For so many years, she and Wang Qu nested in the imperial mausoleum, did not go out for a long time, had no intersection with Huai'an Shanyang, and never even set foot there.

Could it be that there are dragons and crouching tigers hidden in this small Shanyang County, and there are immortals hidden in the world?

If so, is she beating, or is she beating?
If you want to rob people, you have to beat them, it's doubtful.

Energy, breath, finally disappeared in front of a dilapidated, desolate, old house.

The layout of the house is exquisite. It seems that many years ago, it was also a wealthy family, but now it has declined to this point.

"Wu House."

Sheng Ge looked at the plaque in the house, and it seemed to be filled with countless charms and Buddha's light.

It's so strange.

The divinity and the Buddha's light are together, why did it decline like this.

Shengge disappeared and passed through the wall.

The dead leaves in the courtyard seemed to have not been cleaned for a long time. Although it was desolate, it had a special charm.

Literary and elegant.

Shengge stopped in front of the study room, and through the half-opened window, he saw an old man over sixty years old, with white beard and hair, a stooped figure, and a slightly thin figure sitting in front of the desk, sometimes bowing his head and writing quickly, sometimes stopping to contemplate eyebrows pensive.

In the study room, there was still a jug of wine warming, the smell of ink mixed with the smell of wine, although it was strange, it was also addictive.

Shengge looked at the old man's papers full of words. That was the place where the Buddha's light and divinity really gathered.

What kind of words actually have such power.

Wang Qu was attracted by this force, and then involuntarily entered the world of words.

Wu house?

If counted by time, this is probably the time when Wu Chengen created Journey to the West.

Dressed as Wang Zhi, I never thought that I would meet Wu Chengen.

After all, there is a difference of more than a hundred years between the two, and there will be no intersection at all.

However, Wang Qu was too able to live, so he forced himself to live until the time when Wu Chengen resigned from office and returned to his hometown to write Journey to the West.

Wang Qu will be attracted by Journey to the West, does it mean that Wang Qu and the Great Sage are really inextricably linked.

Shengge couldn't figure it out, and became more and more curious about the world, so he simply stayed by Wu Chengen's side and watched Wu Chengen rack his brains to create.

Spring comes and autumn goes, cold comes and summer goes, three years slowly pass by in Wu Chengen's creation.

"Finish"

It seems that as soon as this word came out, the masterpiece of Journey to the West, from this moment, truly possessed the vitality of running on its own.

If, if, Wang Qu is really related to the Great Sage, then for the Great Sage, it may really be an opportunity for the Great Sage to put his death on the line to survive, to break through and then to stand up.

No matter how suitable Huaguoshan is for the great sage, it is not as good as Wu Chengen, the creator who first gave life.

Everything returns to this, but it is not the original.

Simply put, it is equivalent to the concept of dialectical negation in Marxist philosophy.

The thing itself contains negation, and produces a new self.

However, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing now is how she can find the Great Sage.

You know, Wu Chengen's Journey to the West is not gentle with the Great Sage, and is full of crises.

Not to mention, Wang Qu may not be able to occupy the role of the great sage in the book.

After all, Wang Qu is just an outsider to Journey to the West.

With his mind turning, Sheng Ge reached out to pick up the manuscript of Journey to the West, and slowly flipped through it page by page.

"The spiritual root breeds the source and the spirit comes out, and the mind and nature are cultivated to give birth to the Dao."

……

……

"Go back to the east, and the five saints will come true."

Yes, this is Wu Chengen's Journey to the West.

An authentic Journey to the West, but not the group of people she met.

(End of this chapter)