My imagination has come true

Chapter 745 Conversation
Mu Qingyun sat upright on the sofa, watching Mr. Qiao calmly call the family doctor to come in, and stood beside her and stared at the doctor to check her body.

As the doctor fiddled with him, Mu Qingyun laughed, a little relaxed and a little bit teasing: "Mr. Qiao, how many years have I been watching theater? How many years have you been an actor?"

During the trial game, she witnessed Mr. Qiao following 'her' and leaving the 'Heavenly Palace' together.

Now it is at least 89% certain that Mr. Qiao and her, or her previous life, were companions, and they should have lived together from the catastrophe period to the present.

Qiao Qing: "..."

He was silent for a long time. When the doctor finished the examination and confirmed that Mu Qingyun was healthier than most people, he and his assistants winked and walked out of the office door. Then he raised the corners of his lips and said seriously: "I never act, I like acting." That’s a small building.”

Qiao Qing chuckled, blinked and explained: "If you don't remember some things, Xiao Qingyun, it's useless no matter how much I say, and my memory... isn't particularly clear either."

That day, he really saw the blue clouds again, and his memory was like the resurrected vegetation in spring, suddenly sprouting new branches. At that moment, he was very, very happy.

People love immortality. Many ancient emperors would pursue immortality. But Qiao Qing said that if he had a choice, he really wanted to just be a mayfly living and dying in this mortal world, without having to think about anything. , nothing needs to be done.

Sometimes when watching TV series or movies, I see themes about immortality, and the protagonist says something about the hardship of immortality. Occasionally, there will be some cynicism and more or less curses in the comment section. Qiao Qing always wants to say a few words, don't curse. Now, you don’t have immortality. Do you know whether immortality is bitter or not?
It is not quite right to say that it is painful or not painful. It is difficult to explain all kinds of feelings clearly in a few simple words.

Qiao Qing slowly adjusted Mu Qingyun's recliner to the most suitable angle and lit the incense burner on the coffee table little by little.

As the cigarette smoke curled up, Mu Qingyun felt that the tense emotions he had felt over the past few days were slowly relaxing. Even his aching head seemed to have loosened its strings and weighed a few pounds.

"Where is Teacher Xiaofang?"

There was a hint of worry on Qiao Qing's face, and she turned to look in the direction of the lounge, "I'm sleeping."

Mu Qingyun immediately understood: "Teacher Xiao Fang also went to that game?"

Mu Qingyun paused and looked at Qiao Qing's expression: "Did you two go?"

Lou Fang was sleeping deeply in the lounge. Mu Qingyun stared at him for a while. He was sleeping differently than usual. There was no sound at all. Not only did he not snore, he didn't even move his eyelids. If it weren't for his shallow breathing, he was still sleeping. , she thought that the person lying here was not a living person.

"I suffered a little mental damage in the game. I still feel uncomfortable after coming out, but it's not serious. I just need enough rest."

The two simply sat at the door, one on the left and the other on the right, talking comfortably while half lying on the rocking chairs.

The incense burning in the incense burner quickly permeated the entire room. Mu Qingyun was also a little sleepy, but he still managed to hold on to listen to Mr. Qiao's talk about games.

Qiao Qing and Lou Fang are not like Mu Qingyun. This is the fifth time they have experienced the game. The difficulty is quite high. The background of the game is Kucha City, which is "a lonely city thousands of miles away, filled with white-haired soldiers".

The player's task is to persist until the last battle and participate in the final battle.

"Fortunately, there is no requirement to survive."

But even if you don't insist on survival, the game is still very difficult. During this period, you not only have to experience catching spies and defending the city on a daily basis, but you are also responsible for going out of the city to purchase food, grass and other supplies, and you will encounter various natural and man-made disasters from time to time.

"Lou Fang didn't hold on at all. Before the last battle, a 'weird' appeared in Kucha City that specialized in cutting open people's stomachs, pulling out the intestines and sewing them back together. Lou Fang was injured in its hands." Qiao Qing Sighing, "It was made by an old woman when she was dying. All five of her sons died in the battlefield. When the children died, they were disemboweled and their intestines flowed all over the floor. She couldn't bear it. ”

"Later, I saw Xiaolou performing an operation on an injured soldier, stuffing the soldier's intestines back and sewing them up again. The soldier was very lucky. He only used pure Chinese herbal anti-inflammatory drugs to carry it through. There was no serious infection and he escaped. Perhaps because of this, the old woman became obsessed. She wanted to practice how to sew her belly. Later, Xiaolou and I took 'it' to the city gate and watched a battle to defend the city. I got rid of my obsession and dispersed at dawn, it was pretty smooth."

Qiao Qing's voice was calm and calm.

Mu Qingyun could imagine how dangerous and sad the situation was at that time.

Mr. Qiao and Teacher Xiaofang have always been full of emotions. They are both people who watch a tragic movie and look calm on the surface, but in fact they can't recover for a few days.

"this game……"

"The so-called god's game..."

Mu Qingyun and Qiao Qing spoke at the same time, and they were stunned. Qiao Qing laughed: "It seems that Qingyun, you have recovered some memories of your past life?"

"I just keep dreaming, and I see some scenes in my dreams just like watching movies."

Mu Qingyun smiled and said, "Boss Qiao and I are supposed to be human-god hybrids?"

"The earliest humans called them gods, which is correct. They can call the wind and rain, easily destroy the earth, fly, and are immortal. They are naturally gods."

"They come from the universe. As for how far away they are, our Qiao family has not observed where they come from at present. Sometimes, I don't particularly want to observe them now."

Even though she was talking about such a 'terrible' topic, Qiao Qing's expression remained calm and calm.

In this long life, he has been used to ups and downs, even if it may be the end of the world, as long as he works hard, no matter what the outcome, he can accept it calmly.

"This 'god's game' was conceived by you, Qingyun. In order to collect soul energy, you designed a communication device to restore the communication systems of those 'gods' and send them all back to where they belong. place."

"The core device of this game has always been in the Mu family, and there are dedicated people at home to take care of it. As for when it will be released for use, it is not yet certain."

Qiao Qing was helpless, "I can only say that you can't be too confident as a person. As time goes by, anything can happen."

Mu Qingyun: "..."

So, what to do?
Qiao Qing pondered for a moment: "Now..."

"I want to eat!"

The two of them turned their heads and looked towards the lounge. Lou Fang was struggling to get up from the bed, covering his stomach with one hand, mumbling that he wanted to eat, and grabbing an apple on the bedside with one hand, without even looking at it. He put it in his mouth and chewed it vigorously. He didn't have the bearing of a gentle and gentle young man at all.

Mu Qingyun and Qiao Qing: "..."

The two looked at each other and said helplessly: "Then let's eat first."