This world of practice is not normal

"Susu, I'm done eating. Lao Liu and the others will be there in half an hour. I'll pick it up."

Ning Qinghou gently put down his chopsticks, stood up, saw his son Ning Xiuyuan looking at him, and said gently,
"You don't have to stay at home all the time during the holidays. You can also go out and have a look. You have never been to Changping and Chang'an. It is also a good opportunity to learn about the world by inviting a few classmates and friends to do a holiday trip and social survey. "

Ning Xiuyuan just turned 16 last year. When he turned 16 last year, he was already a student of Utopia No. [-] Middle School. Now it's time for summer vacation.

As Ning Qinghou's son, he inevitably received special attention in school, so he worked extraordinarily hard, hoping to become a good student and boy as the public expected.

His determination is also stronger than that of children of the same age. He knew about the Chosen Death when he was ten years old. In the following years, he also lived in fear like other children of the same age, but Can overcome the fear of the Chosen Death, believe in the fear, and study persistently.

The teachers at the school praised him for his excellent character and learning, and encouraged his classmates to learn more from him. The elders who knew him praised him for his understanding and politeness, and asked their children to socialize with him more.

But Ning Qinghou, a father, seldom cared about his son's grades in school, and his attention was always on other things.

He cares most about children's morality, honesty and kindness, trustworthiness and harmony, and secondly, keeping children happy and avoiding unnecessary pressure during their growth.

Then there are these things that cannot be learned in classrooms and books. When Ning Xiuyuan was still young, he would take the children to work in the fields to identify the crops in the fields. Ning Xiuyuan was listening to the practitioners, classrooms, craftsmen, businessmen, etc. when he communicated.

These are all part of the social survey.

If it was normal, Ning Xiuyuan would have readily agreed, and discussed with his father what goals and methods could be set up for students to carry out social surveys, but today Ning Xiuyuan has other concerns.

"Dad, Uncle Mingjiang and the others are going to pick up Zihao and the others, right? Are they coming back?"

"Yes, it's Zihao and the others." Ning Qinghou stretched out his hand and patted his son's shoulder, knowing his son like a father, he probably could guess what his son was thinking.

The children in the same batch as Xu Zihao were all born in the same year as Ning Xiuyuan. They were the closest in age, grew up together, and had the closest relationship.

If it weren't for Lu Chuan, Ning Xiuyuan would have been transported to the depths of the endless sea and swallowed by the crazy Yasha.

Before Li Qingfeng's daughter Li Xia was successfully prevented from crossing for the first time last year, a total of 15 people from Utopia and children who were not in Utopia were crossed, including Lu Chuanyuan's consciousness.

After the consciousness of these 15 children was swallowed by the mad Yasha, only the consciousness of three children was not completely destroyed, but became a way of symbiosis with the mad Yasha, and survived until now.

Utopia already knew who these three children were, which was why Xu Keming could accurately call out the names of the three children when facing Crazy Yasha.

At the beginning, when there were more than 60 children, Lu Chuan really had no way to confirm which children were still alive one by one, but as Lu Chuan's realm improved, the number of questions he could ask every day increased, and coupled with the cruel probability of choosing 15 out of 3, Lu Chuan also had no way Unable to withstand so many anxious parents, they can only do divination in advance and tell them the result.

"Are Zihao, Binbin and Shucai really the only ones who survived?" Ning Xiuyuan asked a little bit unwillingly. Although he was saved by Lu Chuan's fate, fate is too unmaterialistic. .

"Yes." Ning Qinghou sighed, "Father has to go there quickly. The news that Uncle Mingjiang and the others are coming back is not hidden. There will definitely be uncles and aunts who are as unwilling as you to go to the airport."

This kind of situation has happened before. The group of children in Dongji Mountain lost their shelter because of the death of their mother tree, which also led to the complete death of some children's consciousness. At that time, when the search and rescue team led by Tian Luyuan returned to Utopia, it also caused No small commotion.

If they all come back or none of them come back, then it’s okay. Some come back and some never come back again. How can people bear such a discrepancy?
What's more, the situation this time is more complicated than the last time. There are fewer surviving children, and the time for children to be time-traveled is also shorter. Many parents still cannot accept the loss of their children. Less than a month earlier than Li Xia.

What's more difficult is that this group of children didn't know what happened when their consciousness was swallowed up. Their spirits didn't seem to have entered the underworld at all, so that even Xie Wan's talisman could not be revived.

Mingbai, the Netherworld messenger who was "invited" to Utopia, said that he had never encountered such a situation. The soul of the deceased must have a place to go. At that time, it was fused by its consciousness.

"I'll go with you." His wife Ji Susu also sighed. There must be many crying parents at the scene. There are always some people who are not easy to comfort Ning Qinghou. She can also help.

"I want to go too." Ning Xiuyuan raised his head, meeting Ning Qinghou's eyes.

"Xiaoyuan." Ji Susu frowned. Speaking of which, Ning Xiuyuan was about the same age as this group of children, and their children were gone. At this time, Ning Xiuyuan appeared at the airport, which would inevitably make people emotional.

"Let's go together, it's okay." Ning Qinghou smiled gently, and waved to Ning Xiuyuan, "They are other people's children, and they are also Xiaoyuan's children, partners, good friends, and Xiaoyuan's mood is also the same. In the same way, no matter what the result is, you should always go and see for yourself.”

When Ning Qinghou said that, Ji Susu didn't say anything else, and gently patted Ning Xiuyuan's head, and the family walked out of the room.

There was a light rain outside the door, and it was night again, and the darkness between the sky and the earth was even darker.

When the family of three drove Yunsuo to the airport, there were already many people waiting at the airport. People held umbrellas and looked up at the sky. Some people were full of expectations, while others held their expectations tightly in despair.

Mingbai saw the lights, and he could see the outline of a city from a high altitude, which looked special and charming in the dark night.

But he was a little afraid to speak.

After the plane approached Utopia, the people on the plane gradually became silent, especially Lu Chuan, Liu Mingjiang and others who had been talking to him, the smile on their faces disappeared, and the enthusiasm for questioning also disappeared, which made him unable to I began to reflect on whether I had said something wrong.

After thinking hard and not finding what he said wrong, Mingbai could only think of one guess.

Could it be that they, like themselves, just want to stay outside and don't want to go home at all?

But this is not right, Mingbai can clearly feel how relaxed they are looking forward to going home, and how proud they are when they show him all kinds of good things in Utopia.

"Mr. Zhao, why doesn't everyone look very happy?" Mingbai thought that he still had to ask, since no one else was paying attention to him, he could only ask Zhao Wuya who was in charge of him.

"Because some people may never come back." Zhao Wuya said softly. Now that he has a daughter, he can feel this kind of emotion even more. If one day his daughter is suddenly transmigrated, the original daughter's consciousness He was also swallowed by a monster, and he couldn't accept it.

In this way, Mingbai understands. Before Lu Chuan asked him about the fact that the children who were swallowed by Yasha could not be resurrected, he questioned that these children had also stepped into practice, and there were pictures on the road. Why did their spirits not die? Enter the underworld.

How could he know that if he didn't go to the underworld, it means that the soul didn't go to the Styx River. There are many possibilities that the soul didn't go to the Styx River. Not dying in this world is just one of them. Maybe the spirits of those children have become this Yaksha Part of it, there is no way to separate it?

He could understand this kind of feeling, the uncle who opened the door to the new world for him, he never saw him again after that day.

Although it is said that death is the final destination of all living beings, all living beings are actually trying their best to resist this process. In this regard, everyone is the same whether it is the Hades or the human race.

"Maybe I can ask my father when I go back, he may know more." Ming Bai also said softly.

"Then I will thank you on behalf of everyone." Zhao Wuya smiled, "Here we are."

As soon as he finished speaking, the plane landed steadily under the control of strong vitality, and stopped after only a short distance of taxiing.

As soon as the door of the cabin was opened, the first thing to do was to transport the unconscious Mad Yaksha down.

Zhang Sanwen and Jiang Lingshan took over Mad Yasha together. The two of them need to separate the spirits of the three children from Mad Yasha's body as soon as possible. Mingbai saw a woman rushing towards the unconscious Mad Yasha through the porthole. He wanted to beat it, but was stopped by other people, followed by a burst of suppressed crying.

Mingbai was a little at a loss, he had never seen other clansmen cry in the underworld, he saw other people hugging the woman, whether it was hugging or being hugged, tears were dripping down .

He didn't know why he suddenly felt a little sad. He obviously didn't know the person in front of him. Only then did he really understand why Lu Chuan and others stopped talking so much in advance.

Then he was the one who should get off the plane, Zhao Wuya signaled him to get up, he respectfully obeyed, stood up obediently, and walked out of the cabin.

A few drops of rain fell on him, this was the first time in his life that he was exposed to rain, and then Liu Mingjiang instantly conjured up an umbrella to separate him from the rain.

He saw someone coming up to welcome him, the envoy of the Ming clan, to Utopia for exchanges, and Liu Mingjiang introduced him to the leader of Utopia.

Hey, isn't this the patriarch of this group of humans right now? He thanked Utopia for his hospitality in a sensible manner. He didn't bring any gifts at all, so he simply gave it to Utopia by stepping on this piece of driftwood on the endless sea. Ning Qinghou said that it was a treasure brought from the underworld.

His little cleverness, Ning Qinghou, didn't reveal it either, and accepting this tasteful gift also repaid Mingbai with a gift on behalf of Utopia.

On the one hand, the guests and hosts are happily welcoming foreign guests, on the other hand, Lu Chuan finally walked out of the cabin. He has always been extremely unwilling to face such occasions. At this moment, two opposite emotions of scalp numbness and relief are entangled together. .

"Lu Chuan, is there really no other way? Do the math again, can you do the math again for me?"

When he stepped down the gangway, he heard a crying voice. The aunt who was going to beat the crazy Yasha just now broke free from Zhu Xiusu's arms at some point, and she was already in front of him.

But she had no strength to break free, but she couldn't support herself to stand. Lu Chuan quickly supported her, and Zhu Xiusu also followed, supported her body, and called softly, "Hui Zhen."

Lu Chuan supported her, and his hands were trembling. This aunt named Huizhen, her son's time travel happened in August last year, and even his birthday was after Lu Chuan, but Lu Chuan had just met with him at that time. In Luo Dingguo's contact, he hadn't had time to touch the matter of Tianxuanzhishang.

"Aunt Huizhen, please mourn"

Hearing this, she felt as if all her strength had been taken away, and she fell softly into Zhu Xiusu's arms, her eyes were still looking at Lu Chuan, but she had lost focus.

"Why didn't you come sooner?"