The heavens begin with thieves

Chapter 199 Miracle, Word Spirit!
Chapter 190 Eight Miracles, Word Spirits!

The matter of the senior sister in red came to an end, but the existence of Hao Ji planted a thorn in Zhao Li's heart.

After all, the existence of this guy is a bomb, and things will happen again at any time.

Moreover, this guy is still dreaming of the Spring and Autumn Dream.

Ever since Ye Wuqiu told him about the Lord Taishan, his heart has never been quiet.

After all, coercing a person's soul to exchange Toyotomi Hideyoshi's soul for resurrection.

This kind of thing seems vain, but Lord Taishan, this is an ancient god-level figure.

At least with Zhao Li, he believed it.

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During this period of time, it was quite peaceful, at least there were no troublesome things, and Ye Wuqiu felt at ease.

Anyway, it's okay, Zhao Li will definitely not come looking for him, this is a good thing, his own affairs can't be completely resolved now.

On the second floor of the late-night study, Ye Wuqiu closed his eyes and meditated, constantly reciting the Tao Te Ching silently.

Under the tranquilizing fragrance, there was a faint breath.

Moreover, looking slowly, people are here, but they can't see clearly, as if they want to leave this space.

This is his great progress in the recent period of time.

Gradually catching up with Yuanshen's cultivation, as for the Earth Demon Crystal, he dared not use it anymore.

Unless he breaks through the Immortal, this thing is poison to Ye Wuqiu.

Moreover, even if a breakthrough is made, this thing can't be used much. Without Shouyuan's concern, naturally there is no need to be too persistent and improve the cultivation base.

This is something that people with low qualifications can't do anything about.

Compared with those struggling at the lowest level, Ye Wuqiu has the help of Gold Finger, and his starting point is much higher than those people.

Moreover, it is quite good to be in this world now, there is no danger, and you can witness all kinds of things in the world and hone your Dao heart.

Ye Wuqiu still didn't understand the Feng Lingshu in his mind, whether this guy was conscious or not.

After all, I often swallow my own things, and then sometimes give some benefits, and sometimes fall silent.

Ye Wuqiu sometimes felt that he was working with him?
However, the current level of cultivation is still too low, and it is impossible to detect it at all. Even the existence of golden immortals like Ahcha Bailing cannot detect the existence of Feng Lingshu.

Presumably, if it is conscious, it is also the existence of Taiyi Daoguo, and it may even be Da Luo.

After all, the only existence that can easily wander in the heavens and worlds is Da Luo.

Independent of the long river of time, wandering in the myriad realms, anyone who recites his real name can get a response.

No matter how you look at it, this is the essence of this spiritual book.

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Late at night, inside the convenience store, Xia Dongqing was alone tonight.

Zhao Li used to come here when he had nothing to do, but now that he is married, most of the time when he has nothing to do, he will stay by Sanqi's side in Huangquan.

It can only be said that Zhao Li was completely manipulated by Sanqi.

The door of the convenience store opened, and a woman in a windbreaker walked in. She looked young, but she was very old.

And behind her, Xia Dongqing saw another person.

"Have an oden."

The woman gave the money after she said something, Xia Dongqing nodded, and glanced at the man. At this moment, he didn't want to mind his own business.

After finishing the oden, the woman left, but the man was still in the convenience store.

With an anxious expression on his face, he looked at Xia Dongqing with deep helplessness.

"Help!"

"Ugh……"

With a sigh, Xia Dongqing still didn't change her mind in the end.

"sit down."

At the bar, Xia Dongqing smiled helplessly and said, "What happened to you? If I can help you, I will. If I can't, don't blame me."

"Thank you!"

Xia Dongqing asked, "What's your name?"

"Where is your home?"

"Why did you follow that girl?"

The soul asked three times, and the man was stunned.

"I...I have no memory at all, I only remember the intersection."

"Basically, we meet somewhere every day. Over time, the two of us seem to have a tacit understanding, but until one day."

"We met at the crossroads as if we were in touch, but she went that day, and so did I."

"However, he couldn't see me. Where did she wait until late at night, and I stayed by her side all night, and she couldn't hear me at all."

"I still remember that she was wearing the red scarf I gave her."

Xia Dongqing had an obvious expression of regret.

"That's because your soul will not be discovered after you die."

"Tell me, what wish do you have, I can help you."

Xia Dongqing looked at the man seriously, this matter is not difficult, she can help him completely.

"I want to tell her that I went that day, I kept the appointment, and I didn't violate the agreement between us."

Xia Dongqing nodded: "Then do you know where she lives?"

"I know!"

On the second day, Fuchuan, that is, the female editor, was also the girl the man was waiting for.

Xia Dongqing brought the man, Xiaoya, and Zhao Li to the girl's company.

I happened to see the girl holding the glove box, so she must have left the job.

"Hello!"

The girl looked at the three of them with a bit of vigilance on her face.

"Are you calling me?"

"Yes, last night, you went to convenience store No. 444 to buy oden."

Xia Dongqing looked at the girl, who looked very pale.

"Oh, yes, I remember you, please."

"Do you have anything to do with me?"

"Do you remember the boy at the crossroads? The one who gave you the red scarf."

Fukawa's long-sealed Shen Xin was instantly opened.

"How did you know?"

"The boy told me. He wanted to tell you that he had an appointment that day."

"And I waited by your side for a day, because he died, so you couldn't see him."

"Remember your promise after death, he should like you very much."

Fu Chuan's eyes slowly turned red, but his complexion suddenly changed while holding the glove box.

"he died?"

"Since you're dead, why do you still know this?"

Xia Dongqing pointed to the man beside Zhao Li, and said softly, "He is standing there, now he is a ghost, you can't see him."

But after saying this, Fukawa suddenly laughed!
His complexion changed instantly, and he smiled angrily: "Please, I don't know who you are, I know about this."

"But, can the three of you make up some interesting stories?"

"I ask you, what's his name?"

"Also, how did he die?"

"Look, you can't answer, can you?"

Fuchuan hugged the box and prepared to leave.

"Hey, we didn't lie to you!"

She turned around: "If you say that he died in a car accident, maybe I can be moved and cry a little, but it's broad daylight!"

"Have you ever seen a ghost come out in broad daylight?"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and got into the taxi, and walked away.

The character Ling next to Zhao Li looked troubled at the moment, and he couldn't figure out what the situation was.

Back at the convenience store, looking at Zi Ling beside her, Xia Dongqing couldn't find any solution.

Zhao Li suddenly said: "That's right, there is no sun in this underworld, ghosts really can't see the sun."

"So, this guy is definitely not a ghost, it should be a spirit!"

"spirit?"

All three of them were deceived, and they didn't understand what a spirit is at all.

With a lollipop in his mouth, Zhao Li said softly, "Spirit, something produced through a certain medium."

"Such as book spirits, character spirits, etc. These spirits were written or drawn by the original author, and they became conscious, and gradually became spirits, which is his current state."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Li looked at Ziling with a little strangeness, which is considered rare.

I have seen Shu Ling Hua Ling Pagoda, but what kind of spirit is he?
At this moment, Wang Xiaoya suddenly exclaimed.

"Look, isn't this woman the same as today?"

"Fukawa?"

"Miracle?"

Zhao Li suddenly realized.

"So that's it, this guy is the word spirit in the book!"

"That is to say, within Fuchuan's miracle, this person was created, and Fuchuan stopped the miracle a year ago, so he slowly appeared."

"Unless Fukawa continues to create this miracle, he will slowly disappear with time."

"Yes, that's it. Now I feel that I am getting weaker and weaker, and I often fall into a deep sleep."

The man's face was excited, and he figured out his origin, although it was miraculous.

But at this moment, he firmly believes, because he remembers the contents of this book.

At this moment, Ye Wuqiu, who was watching the Tao Te Ching in the study, opened his eyes.

"Word Spirit..."

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"Wait, it should be here soon. This coffee shop is one that often appears in Miracles. Fukawa often works here, and has formed a habit."

Wang Xiaoya secretly watched the door of the coffee shop, slowly waiting for Fuchuan's arrival.

On the other hand, Zhao Li leaned on his chair, as if he didn't care much about these matters.

That's also a matter of course, this word spirit is not a ghost, and this guy is about to dissipate, so it has nothing to do with me.

This time, he just came with the two of them.

Soon, Fukawa walked to the corner by the window with his laptop as plain as ever, turned on the computer, and saw the miraculous interface.

"Hello, Fukawa!"

Xia Dongqing walked over and looked at Fuchuan with a smile on her face.

Fuchuan's complexion changed: "Why are you here?"

"It's written in your miracle, you often come here to work."

"sit down."

Wang Xiaoya sat over, and Xia Dongqing said softly, "I'm sorry about what happened yesterday. We made a mistake about one thing."

"But we didn't lie to you. Until I read the miracle you wrote, I understood everything in my heart."

Fuchuan showed helplessness: "Tell me, I have time to listen to your story today, but only today."

"That man was indeed standing next to my friend yesterday, and he was very sad to see what you did."

"And, he is indeed not a ghost, but a spirit!"

"It is a character born in the miracle of your novel."

"absurd!"

There was obvious disbelief on his face, but no one would believe this matter.

Wang Xiaoya said: "Think about it, your miracle stopped a year ago, did that man never show up again?"

"Also, when you went to the appointment that day, did you stay at the crossroads all day and didn't update the novel when you went back?"

Only then did Fuchuan's complexion change, but he still couldn't believe that such a thing existed.

"It's because you didn't update the novel one day, so he changed from real to unreal."

"Also, if you think about it carefully, is it true that your encounters with him are exactly the same as those written in your novels, without the slightest difference?"

After finishing speaking, Wang Xiaoya and Xia Dongqing calmed down, leaving Fuchuan frowning alone, but their hearts were obviously shaken.

"Right now, he is about to dissipate, because you didn't continue to write miracles, he stayed with you for a year, so you created him, and everything is in line with your wishes."

"If possible, I hope you can continue to write about miracles. Maybe one day he can appear here, so that your knot will disappear."

Beside him, Ziling looked at Fuchuan with a hint of happiness on his face, although he was Ziling, the spirit created by Fuchuan.

But he also has feelings, even relying on miracles, he fell in love with Fukawa.

Fu Chuan suddenly burst into tears, turned on the computer, looked at the miracle page in the writer's background, and tears fell down.

(End of this chapter)