Cyber ​​Swordsman 2121

Chapter 221, precious gift
"You said that such a desperately struggling person should be very difficult."

"You said that a person who hangs his breath like this should also want to be relieved and want to die."

"Do you think so?"

Sister Wu looked at Zhang Baoren expectantly, as if she wanted some support.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not bad, I'm really not... If I finish like that, I will definitely want to commit suicide, what do you think?"

Zhang Baoren opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

After being silent for a while, the little girl, who was a little tired from playing, ran back with a tired and excited face.

Sister Wu acted as if she had calmed down all her emotions and became okay, she grabbed Tingting's hand and patted the dirt on her body.

Then he smiled at Zhang Baoren, "Thank you very much for meeting our unreasonable needs, it's really troublesome."

Then he explained to the child, "Tingting, hurry up and uncle... Well, brother said thank you..."

"Thank you brother, thank you big cat..."

"So cute." Zhang Baoren stepped forward and patted the little girl's head, and then connected to Sister Wu's e-wallet through her personal terminal.

"I just forgot to give you something."

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Looking at Sister Wu who suddenly became overwhelmed and froze in place, Zhang Baoren smiled casually.

"Just a little thought, just take it as my reward for asking for information last time. I hope this can play a small role in your life."

"Of course there's only so much. Don't want too much. I'm also a poor man. Let me tell you that if you met me yesterday, you wouldn't get a single point..."

"Thank you... really thank you..."

"Mom, what's the matter with you? Why are you crying? Is it because I'm not good? Then, can I be obedient..." The little girl raised her head and comforted her.

Sister Wu shook her head, "Mom is fine. Mom is crying because she is happy."

"why?"

"Because I got a precious gift."

"What is a gift?"

Zhang Baoren said with a smile, "It's something between friends to express their feelings."

"Oh…"

The little girl thought for a while, and then pulled out a red string from the collar. This was a handmade necklace, and on the red string were two rings whose patterns had been rubbed and disappeared.

The girl took it out of her neck and handed it to the man in mid-air, "I will give this amulet to you as a gift..."

Looking at the simple ring made of ordinary metal that was dropped by the red string in the little girl's hand, I felt a special resonance and fluctuation from it.

Zhang Baoren couldn't help asking: "Where did this amulet come from?"

Sister Wu recalled: "This is the wedding ring that my husband and I got married. After he disappeared, I made a necklace from what he carried every day, which is also the crystallization of our love, and put it on the child. , hoping to accompany her and protect her at the same time.”

Zhang Baoren shook his head, "We really shouldn't accept such an important and meaningful thing?"

"What is meaningful is feelings, not things. For Tingting, giving amulets to friends will not lose the feelings placed on things, but will get another trust that goes directly to her heart. How wonderful it is thing."

Sister Wu said with a smile: "And as you taught me before, adults' precepts and deeds are children's first teacher. You have set a good example before."

"All right…"

He lowered his flying altitude in one gulp, landed in front of the little girl Tingting, asked her to stuff the amulet into her breast pocket, and flew up happily.

Zhang Baoren said to Sister Wu, "Thank you very much."

"It looks like you care about these two ordinary wedding rings?"

"Yes, they are important to me."

Sister Wu said, "Although I don't know why, I won't ask."

"Ah."

"goodbye…"

"goodbye…"

...

After saying goodbye to his mother and daughter, Zhang Baoren, who returned to his temporary residence, looked at the two rings and necklaces in his hands and couldn't help feeling emotional.

After spending so much time and suffering so many dangers, there was no clue to be found.

Then when I was about to give up in despair, it suddenly appeared naturally.

It's really hard to find a place after stepping through iron shoes, but when I look back suddenly, the man is in a dimly lit place.

Compared with how difficult and unobtainable it was before, getting it so easily now feels like a dream, very unreal.

Zhang Baoren said: "According to the information we obtained about the deep dreams related to Taoism, the dream of the entire sea of ​​mind is a special dream composed of interconnected fragments."

"Sister Wu's wedding ring has become a key, which means that Sister Wu is also a key node in the dream."

"The information that can be obtained from known dreams has no connection with her current identity and life trajectory."

"Well, except for the third pharmaceutical, is it because of this?"

Shaking his head with a sigh, "It may also be because sister Wu is not directly related to the dream fragments we know so far. It's like 1, 2, 4, skipping the '3' in the middle."

"It's useless to guess now, no matter how you try, you will know."

"Too."

Zhang Baoren immediately washed his body, drank two glasses of water of life, and after taking a shower and fasting preparations, he came to bed.

Close your eyes, relax your body and mind, curled up like a fetus, and there is a faint sense of tranquility and vitality between the brows.

"The source of data is the sea, and the brain is hidden in the gods. People say that the dragon is stinging, but I am stinging the heart. Clear the memory, and breathe deeply. Lying high in the nine days, there is no bosom friend in the world..."

The electronic requiem was recited sentence by sentence in my mind, making my spirit a little brighter.

Zhang Baoren only felt a ray of light suddenly appearing in his dead heart. Looking carefully, it turned out to be a piece of white paper like a talisman. The white light shines, and the white can illuminate the soul.

It seems to be a beacon between dreams and reality, like a lighthouse in chaos, bright and real.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, but found that the talisman was himself. Then he felt that his consciousness suddenly sank as if falling into an abyss, and the soul of the talisman dived into a deeper level.

At the same time, in reality, the Taoism attached to the cerebral cortex in his head began to operate on its own, forming a certain resonance with a certain existence in the depths of his heart and the ring in his hand, a special field is unfolded.

I have been checking at the side all the time and noticed that his body temperature has begun to rise, and various data on his body have begun to change abnormally.

He couldn't help saying: "Finally it's started again..."

(End of this chapter)