I can't live forever, so I have to reincarnate infinitely

Chapter 705 The past and future are all written by me
"what are you thinking about?"

Du Youqian suddenly raised his head. Opposite him was his girlfriend's baby-fat face, with a bright smile and remaining innocence.

"I... didn't think about anything." Du Youqian tried to remember what he was thinking just now, but he couldn't remember anything.

That's what it's like to be distracted. Sometimes you don't know what you're thinking about.

This is an explanation, but Du Youqian always feels it is a bit inconsistent.

"You're really good at being distracted on a date with me." His girlfriend pouted, but the gentle smile in her eyes let Du Youqian know that she was not angry.

He looked down and saw that in front of him and his girlfriend were the finished chicken bags and broken bones. The Coke in front of his girlfriend only took a few sips, but the Coke in front of him only had ice cubes left. Apparently they had just had a quick meal.

"Sorry, maybe I'm a little tired from working overtime continuously, and the video is broken. What should we do later?"

Surprised, my girlfriend took out her phone and checked the time, and said, "The movie starts in half an hour... Otherwise, we won't go to the mall and you can sleep here for a while."

She looked at Du Youqian's eyebrows distressedly, "If you were tired, you shouldn't have come here. After taking such a long car ride, you ended up having to go back less than ten hours before we actually met."

Du Youqian vaguely remembered that he seemed to have taken the green train here overnight from the city where he worked, just to get together with his girlfriend on the weekend. He didn't even buy a ticket, so he had to stand on the train all night.

What impressed me most was that he was swaying, half asleep and half awake with the "clang" of the train, amidst the overwhelming smell of low-quality cigarettes and the smell of urine from the toilet that could soak into clothes.

He smiled and said, "It's okay to be tired. Seeing you is the most important thing."

"Let's take the high-speed rail next time."

Du Youqian smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Take the high-speed rail?
More than three hundred at a time.

More than six hundred round trip.

Including eating here, shopping, and entertainment, the cost of one visit is more than 1500.

And he had just graduated. Although the school was not bad and the job he was looking for was not bad, it was not the kind of position where people would be better off. His monthly salary after tax was only over 7,000 points.

I still have to pay more than 2,000 yuan a month for rent, daily meals, Internet access, water and electricity, and I also want to save some money. Although I will never be able to pay the down payment for a house, I still have to save some money if I want to have a future with her. Bar.

"Good boy, sit here and sleep on my leg for a while." My girlfriend said softly.

Du Youqian hesitated for a moment and then sat over.

"what do you think?"

Du Youqian turned his head and saw his girlfriend's side face, with a gleaming light in his eyes.

she cried?
He looked at the movie posters on the wall next to them, and saw the men and women chatting quietly and discussing the plot.

Is this in a movie theater?

Have you finished watching the movie with your girlfriend?

Why can't I remember the plot at all?

Oh, I remembered it, I remembered it.

This is a love story in the city, taking the sadomasochism route.

But Du Youqian clearly remembered the plot, but he felt that the movie was far away from him. It was like a person in the movie watching a silent drama from a long time ago. He only learned about the movie through the protagonist of the movie. The plot of the mime in the movie was not even remotely sentimental.

Du Youqian once again felt a strong sense of disobedience. A large part of his life seemed to have been taken away, leaving no deep impression.

When I think about it, I can all remember it, including the moment when I was watching a movie and left the movie to go to the toilet.

But there is no sense of reality in any of them.

It's like inserting other people's stories into your own life.

He is also like an indifferent walking zombie. All he sees in his eyes are other people's stories and have nothing to do with him.

"How about it!"

My girlfriend’s voice rose twice.

"Movie? It's okay."

The girlfriend's face quickly turned gloomy, and she did not hide her disappointment, "You didn't listen to me again, did you?"

Du Youqian said: "Sorry, I was a little distracted. What did you just ask?"

The girlfriend lowered her head in depression, "I mean, should we be like the male and female protagonists in the movie, temporarily separated for a while, so that we can think about our relationship with each other and how we can have a future..."

Du Youqian's brows wrinkled.

His girlfriend glanced at him secretly.

"What do you think?"

Du Youqian frowned not because he was thinking about his girlfriend's words.

Instead, the word "future" struck his heart for no reason.

It wasn't his future with her that affected him.

At this moment, he didn't feel how important she and his future were.

That seemed irrelevant.

What really matters is "the future".

"The future..." he whispered.

"Yes, the future," the girlfriend sighed softly, "What will the future be like? I can't see the future now. I love you very much, but I can't see the future. Do you understand?"

Du Youqian closed his eyes.

He couldn't recall what his girlfriend looked like, except that she had a baby-fat face; he couldn't recall his girlfriend's hairstyle, let alone the clothes she wore.

He opened his eyes and looked over. On his girlfriend's baby-fat face, a pair of big tear-filled eyes were looking at him, biting her lower lip slightly, looking a little nervous. She used an ordinary blue hairband to tie her long hair into a simple ponytail. She didn't wear any earrings, but she had pierced ears on both earlobes. Looking further down, she saw a golden hairband hanging on her fair neck. necklace.

He tried to recall this necklace, and finally remembered that it was a birthday gift he gave her when he was in college. It was not pure gold, but gold-plated.

interesting.

Nothing existed until he saw it.

Only when he saw it did everything become clear.

When he recalls, stories will be generated.

If you don't remember, there is nothing.

For so long, he has never thought of her name - to be precise, he has not thought of her name, because there is no need to think about it, as long as he knows that she is his "girlfriend".

But now, when he thought about it, her name emerged.

Nothing matters anymore.

It's just randomly generated.

He has never had such a girlfriend.

This is not his true experience either.

He had lived and loved on earth before, but he was definitely not living like a zombie, unable to produce any strong feelings.

He squinted his eyes and looked outside the cinema. People were coming and going in the bustling shopping mall. Everywhere he looked came alive, showing how the earth should look like in his memory.

But none of this is true.

Everything will fall silent in the area where his eyes leave.

future.

How is it possible not to see the future?
I am the Miao Zhenjun of Qingxu Tongxuanguan!

I will become enlightened in the future!
"Here comes the sword!"

Du Youqian shouted loudly, his girlfriend's surprised face shattered like a mirror, and the world around her collapsed into countless fragments.

The boundless darkness surged up, swallowing up those fragments and also swallowing up Du Youqian.

But Du Youqian's empty hand seemed to be holding a sword, and he cut it down with all his strength.

The blood river spread out from his palm, extending to infinity, intertwined with the boundless darkness, and conflicting with each other.

The boundless darkness wants to swallow up the blood river entirely, and the blood river will continue to grow and encroach on the borders of darkness.

"Hahaha! Shuhe, how does this sword taste? Please taste it carefully!"

Voices came from all directions: "What a good sword. It not only has the blood-slaying sword intention, but also carries the laws of time and space. Although you have not yet been promoted to Buxu, you have already walked your own path. The state before Hedao, for you It's a smooth road. If you had been born two thousand years earlier, you might not be able to compete with me. It would be too unfair for you to form an alliance with that woman. How about coming under my command? I will give you a chance to become enlightened."

"The past and the future are all written by me! I am the elder of the Eight Views Chuan Gong, and I worship the Xu Ling Ying Chonghe Zhenjun. Shuhe, remember this name!"

"With the next sword strike, a blood-slaying sword appears in my hand, breaking this false world, and with the sword intention of 'killing', I hurt Shuhe!"

In Du Youqian's Dantian, the Spring and Autumn Pen was writing quickly on the jade book of years. Both of them exuded a shimmering light, carrying down and ups and downs.

With his current state, and the weight of the Spring and Autumn Brush Fragments and the Time Jade Book that he has mastered, he is actually unable to affect the existence of the sixth level.

But who allowed Shu and Zhenjun to use the power of psychic magic weapon to drag him into this place where reality and fantasy intersect.

That long sword, as thin as a cicada's wing, must have been refined with the soul of the great sage Tu Shanwei...

But back then, a fragment of the soul of the great master Tu Shanwei escaped and fled into Monan, becoming Feng Xiaoyi and Jieyu.

Although this long sword has the level of a psychic magic weapon, its spirit is not complete!

There are flaws!

In this place where reality and fantasy intersect, Du Youqian is able to exert the greatest power of the fragments of the Spring and Autumn Brush Pen and the fragments of the Jade Album of Time.

Du Youqian struck back with another sword.

An illusory long sword that seemed to be made of flowing blood appeared in his hand, changing from virtual to real.

Blood Sword!

With this sword strike, even if Shu and the emperor were much higher than him in terms of cultivation and realm, they still had to be cautious, "Chongxu Ling Yingchong and Zhenjun, do you really want to drink wine as a penalty instead of toasting?"

As he spoke, a rusty copper bell appeared, with indecipherable engraved characters on it.

There must be inscriptions on the inside of the clock, you can tell without looking.

The clock body shook and the bells rang at the same time. There was no time difference.

As long as you see the shaking of the clock, you will hear the sound of the bell at the same time.

And once you hear the bell, you've been tricked.

This is a sixth-level peak magic weapon controlled by Shu He. It has a solid foundation and is fully qualified to be promoted to a psychic magic weapon!
Du Youqian didn't answer, just smiled slightly, and poured all his energy into this sword.

Wherever the bloody sword touched, the darkness quickly melted away, and the outside world was re-outlined.

"How could you not be affected by the sound of the bell!" Shu He was obviously shocked and angry.

But he quickly realized, "So you went back a few breaths ago, to before the bell rang..."

Taibai Zhimiao Zhenjun's flying sword is about to stab the central figure.

"Shu He, suffer death." Her voice was calm and without any waves.

(End of this chapter)