I'm not a drama god

"Sleepless...you will die amidst the roar of gongs and drums."

A familiar voice came from my ear.

This voice seemed like a call from far away. When it sounded, Sun Bumian, who was originally in a daze, suddenly trembled his eyelids, and then slowly opened them...

Ancient city walls, barren land, and messy dead trees.

He returned to the dream he had had countless times.

After a brief moment of confusion, his gaze turned back to the old man in front of him whom he missed so much... He silently called him "Master" in his heart.

Sun Bumian didn't dare to really speak, for he was afraid that after he spoke, he would wake up from the dream. It was not easy for him to see his master once, so it would be good to hear a few more words from him.

He just looked at the old man quietly, waiting for what to come...

To be honest, he had almost memorized the last words his master left him.

But this time, the master did not continue speaking, but just stared at Sun Bumian. I don’t know if it was Sun Bumian’s illusion, but the master’s eyes, which had not changed at all in countless dreams, actually showed a hint of... a smile?

Sun Bumian was stunned.

"...Master?" he asked tentatively.

"You grow up and don't sleep."

These words sounded like thunder in Sun Bumian's ears, and he instantly widened his eyes in disbelief!

The master in the dream actually had his own consciousness? He could even talk to him actively? ?

You know, Sun Bumian had had this dream countless times before, but each time it was a reappearance of that memory, and what the master said remained unchanged... But now, the master actually took the initiative to communicate with him!

Sun Bumian was suddenly extremely excited!

"Master, am I dreaming?"

"It's not a dream, you are about to be dragged into the Ghost Path Ancient Treasure."

"?" The smile on Sun Bumian's face froze, "Master, you mean... I'm dying???"

No wonder the master could talk to him, it turned out that he was about to die... It was rumored that when a person is dying, his past relatives will come to take him away, turned out to be true?

"Yes, that's what I mean." The old man nodded.

"…It's all Hong Xin's fault. His brothers were too cruel!" Sun Bumian cursed, "If I really die, I won't let him go even if I become a ghost!"

Sun Bumian could have activated the power of reincarnation to return to the state of the previous reincarnations and use his absolute strength to remove the toxins from his body, but after he saw Chen Ling appear, he did not activate it...

After all, he was still a miser. He thought that he would save as much as possible by using things like the power of reincarnation as little as possible. He didn't expect that this saving would almost cost him his life.

"Don't worry, you won't die. He is trying his best to save you." The old man chuckled.

"But... don't be so stingy in the future. You have accumulated strength for thousands of years, so you should use it when necessary. Now you have been poisoned by a few poisonous insects. If people spread the news, they will think that your teacher is not a good teacher."

Sun Bumian shrugged, "I'm afraid that if I use it too much, I won't be able to continue reincarnating... or I'll sleep for hundreds of years."

The old man's eyes suddenly became complicated, "Sleepless..."

"What's wrong, Master?"

"You won't have another reincarnation."

Sun Bumian was stunned.

The bleak cold wind blew across the barren land. The last shriveled leaf fell from the dead tree, gently shattered in the air, and dissipated in the wind.

"what do you mean……"

"This world is coming to an end. Whether the ending is good or bad, it will end... and so will you."

Sun Bumian stared at his master in a daze, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses... If the world comes to an end, then how can he talk about reincarnation?

So what if he could live another ten or a hundred lifetimes?

At this moment, Sun Bumian didn’t know what he was feeling...confused, scared, worried, or...happy?

He has lived too long and been lonely for too long. He has long been numb in that long and endless life. The end of life is a relief for him.

"Doesn't that mean... I don't need to save the power of reincarnation?" A glimmer of light appeared in Sun Bumian's eyes.

In the past, in order to reincarnate smoothly and avoid danger, Sun Bumian would stay away from troubles. Although he possessed an extremely powerful reincarnation treasure house, he was like a miser and was reluctant to use it.

He was like a mouse guarding a treasure house on the edge of the world. He reincarnated again and again, eating and drinking, trying to make himself realize the meaning of life... He was tired and numb.

The end of the world, the end of reincarnation, brought him a possibility he had never experienced before...

A life that only happens once.

"That's right." The old man nodded slightly, "In this life, you can live as you please regardless of everything."

Sun Bumian's breathing gradually became heavier and his heart began to beat like fire.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly:

"I see."

"...Remember that Master once told you that your reincarnation is dormant and also a weapon?"

"Remember, Master."

"The time to decide the end of this world is coming." The old man turned his head and looked at the figure at the foot of the city wall in the distance. "You must do everything you can to help him... He will be the last hope."

Sun Bumian followed the old man's gaze and discovered that there was actually a person standing under the city wall in the distance...

The moment he saw the man clearly, Sun Bumian's heart trembled slightly.

"...Even if you didn't tell me, I would still help him." Sun Bumian smiled, "I made an agreement with him a long time ago."

"That's the best."

The master wanted to say something, but suddenly his eyes turned to the nothingness above him, "Bu Mian, you should go back."

Sun Bumian felt that this "dream" was fading away. There was a force pulling him back from the brink of death. The figure of his master in front of him was gradually becoming blurred...

"Master, after I die, can I still meet you in the Ghost Path Ancient Treasure?" Sun Bumian asked immediately.

"When the world ends, the ghost path will also dissipate. There, we will never meet again." The master paused for a moment, "But in other places... who can say for sure?"

The old man’s voice gradually faded away in Sun Bumian’s mind, and his consciousness began to rise rapidly, like a drowning person frantically floating up from the bottom of the sea. An unprecedented feeling of suffocation surged into his heart!

Next second,

Sun Bumian suddenly opened his eyes!

But even so, the feeling of suffocation still existed. In horror, he grabbed something on his face with both hands and pulled it hard!

He pulled a shadow toad the size of a basketball off his face. At the same time, a tongue mixed with mucus that had almost reached his esophagus broke free from Sun Bumian's mouth!

Sun Bumian stared blankly at the ugly toad in his hand, standing there like a sculpture...

The little toad tilted his head:

"——Quack?"

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Tomorrow Sanjiu will be attending an event in Shanghai, so I will most likely not be able to update. I will take a day off~

Happy Dragon Boat Festival, everyone~