Cultivating immortals is not as good as alchemy

Chapter 12 It's All About Their Lives
When Fu Xiaoyun opened his eyes again, he found himself in another place.

Her surroundings are no longer quiet and shady deep forests, but bustling streets.

Fu Xiaoyun stood on an arch bridge for no apparent reason. There were streets in front of and behind her, bustling with people.

In the bridge hole under her feet, there are sightseeing boats passing by from time to time.

The streets are full of tea houses, taverns, pawnshops, workshops, and there are vendors setting up stalls in the open space on both sides.

Listening to the various voices in his ears, and seeing the busy traffic in front of him, Fu Xiaoyun felt as if he had been in another world.

"It's a very familiar scene, have I been here before?"

There was a sound of chaotic footsteps behind her, and someone was coming towards her.

The man pushed left and right in the crowded crowd, trying to move forward.

He kept muttering, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

After a while, he muttered again, "Please, let me go."

Fu Xiaoyun slowly turned around and looked back, as if someone had pressed the deceleration button.

This is impossible, do you want to experience it again?
Please, don't open your mouth, "Just pretend you didn't see me, and walk past me." Fu Xiaoyun thought in his heart.

Backfired, the man stopped in front of her, grabbed her hand, and said the same words anxiously as before.

"Ah Yun, why are you still standing here in a daze."

"Your parents are dying, the doctor urged me to come to you."

"Follow me quickly, it will be too late!"

Fu Xiaoyun's eyes were fixed on the person's mouth, listening to the words one after another, the long memory overlapped with the reality.

The same scene, the same time, the same people and things.

Her eye sockets started to get wet involuntarily, tears rolled in her eyes, and her voice was trembling, "Auntie, don't talk nonsense, they were fine when I came out."

Tears still fell down, leaving a line of traces on her cheeks.

My aunt opened her mouth to say something again, her eyes were covered with tears, she couldn't see clearly, her mind was filled with memories, and she couldn't hear anything.

The aunt saw that she didn't answer for a long time, and she didn't speak anymore, so she simply pulled her back and walked back.

Fu Xiaoyun didn't resist, she lowered her head and let her aunt drag her through the crowd.

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In front of a small shop in downtown.

Fu Xiaoyun sat on the steps in a daze. There were two corpses at her feet. Because she hadn't eaten on time for a long time, her body was emaciated.

"I still haven't caught up. Even if I do it all over again, I still haven't been able to see my parents for the last time."

The clerk in the store ran out hurriedly with two pieces of white cloth in his hands.

Walking to the side of the corpse, he covered one side with a piece of white cloth, pointing his finger at the cover to cover nothing, it just blocked the face.

The hand that took the white cloth kept shaking in the air, as if it was stained with something dirty.

The clerk pointed at Fu Xiaoyun, and his tone was full of disgust, "Hurry up and move away from me, bad luck."

As if it wasn't enough after speaking, she spit in Fu Xiaoyun's direction.

There are more and more people with good deeds around, all of them come to watch the fun, they point and talk about something.

The man was afraid of ruining his family's reputation, so after thinking about it, he said in a voice that was twice as loud.

"This girl has no money, and she insists on medical treatment. It's all because of the kindness of my doctor, who gave her time to raise money."

"Who would have thought that in such a short period of time, people would be gone, and it's all because of their bad lives."

"People who don't live long, even if they are cured, they won't live for a few more days."

"Heaven and earth conscience, this matter has nothing to do with my family, it just happened to happen."

Fu Xiaoyun listened silently, but finally laughed out loud.

What a high-sounding word.

(End of this chapter)