Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One - A Sober Fall

"Chongzuo" transmitted his voice: "Since you can return to your youth, can you make Tianling mistake you for me?"

"Tu Mi's" pure black eyes, tinged with a hint of black mist, rolled. "Can..."

"Chongzuo" looked at "Tumi" with a distant gaze, thinking, "Ah... then he could die very soon..."

If the system is bound to his body, it's understandable that the system would wear his body. Or perhaps it's because "Chongzuo" is a bug, and the system can't enter "Chongzuo's" body. Either way, it's excellent for Tumi.

"Chongzuo" approached "Tumi" and supported "Tumi's" head with both hands, saying, "Let's switch back, and next time we won't switch anymore."

"Tu Mi" looked at "Chong Zuo." Because of the mask on his face, he couldn't see the expression on "Chong Zuo's" face, but he could clearly see the relief and ease in "Chong Zuo's" eyes. A moment of confusion flashed in his eyes, and an indescribable feeling arose in his heart. His will to live wavered for a moment, and then...

He closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again, his eyes filled with a profound sense of turmoil. He was determined to live; that was his wish. Helping Chongzuo travel and sculpt his golden statue was his obsession! Tu Mi was merely someone he had come to like along the way.

His voice was slow but firm, "Okay..."

A slight smile played on the lips beneath the "Chongzuo" mask. His voice was soft as he spoke his request, tinged with a dreamy longing: "After I die, you must bury me in the mountains and fields, so that I may be with the gentle breeze, the bright moon, the flowers, the trees... Do you understand?"

"Tu Mi" clenched his fingers slightly at his sides, perhaps without even realizing it himself. "I understand."

"Would you like to exchange your soul with me?"

"willing..........."

.............

Tu Mi and Chong Zuo separated, and both of them dispelled the barrier.

Just then, a slight noise came from outside. Ordinary people might not be able to hear it, but cultivators would definitely be able to hear it.

Tu Mi's eyes flickered slightly as she recalled the burly men she had seen when she went upstairs. She turned towards the door and took a step forward, but then, remembering who Wu Minang was, she stopped and stood still.

He turned to look at "Chongzuo," and "Chongzuo" looked back at him. The two of them looked at each other quietly.

Tu Mi moved her lips, stepped forward, placed her finger in Chongzuo's palm, and slowly slid it along the paper, roughly writing: "Now, can you make Tianling unable to distinguish between you and me?"

Chongzuo lowered his eyes, looking at the curly-haired boy before him. For a moment, he couldn't speak. His palm touched Tumi's fingers, bringing a slight itch. He didn't want Tumi to die; he didn't want...

He wanted Tu Mi to be with him... forever... instead of lying in a cold coffin... trapped in darkness...

He turned his head away, not answering Tu Mi's question, his dark eyes drooping.

Tu Mi looked at "Chongzuo," her brows furrowing slightly, and asked with some unease, "Is it alright?"

After he finished speaking, a slight silence fell over the dark environment. "Chongzuo" finally answered Tumi's question, "It's possible, but both of them will have to expend a lot of their cultivation. Perhaps one of them will die."

Tu Mi's eyes flickered slightly. "It's alright, we'll do it now..."

The meaning of "the last bloom of the rose" was clearly understood by "Chongzuo." He looked at the rose for a long time and nodded.

The system inside Tu Mi's brain watched Tu Mi and "Chong Zuo" talking, somewhat confused. What were these two doing? They were talking mysteriously, and for some reason, it had frozen a moment ago. It took a while to start running again.

【Host, shall we leave this world?】

Tu Mi's mind replied, "I will not break away."

[Okay, host.]

Tu Mi and Chong Zuo touched forehead to forehead. This time, Chong Zuo held Tu Mi's head with both arms. The two were extremely close, like lovers who had been in love for a long time.

The barrier rose once more, revealing and operating dark green arrays and black runes. Within it, two figures, one tall and one short, exchanged souls, their destinies intertwined in an unseen way...

Outdoors

The bright moon hangs high in the sky. Tonight's night is exactly the same as any other night—the same bright moon, the same gentle breeze, the same tranquil night...

Some time later, the night sky, illuminated only by the bright moon, suddenly became stormy with wind and thunder, lightning and rumble, the branches of the black trees bent horribly, flowers and grass snapped, and the night sky became as bright as day—truly a strange and wondrous phenomenon.

Chongzuo, sitting on the bed, slowly opened his eyes. The red bead on his forehead was burning hot. His gaze fell on the window that had been blown open by the strong wind. He stood up and walked against the wind until he reached the window.

The wind whipped up his sleeves and hem, but he stared unblinkingly at the glittering lights in the night sky. His right hand gripped the prayer beads tightly, and his gaze shifted downwards to the broken flowers and grass. He gently closed his eyes, shielding them from the red glow of the beads in the darkness. He knew that this day would come eventually.

Even if not today, it could be tomorrow, or someday in the future...

This was his wish; his heart was dead. Even if his soul and body survived, without any external opportunity, how could he have lived until now?

"Tumi..."

May you be free from worry in your next life............

In another room

Standing atop the corpse, Wu Minang raised his blood-stained fingers, extended his unusually long and thin tongue to lick the blood from his fingertips, tilted his head to look at the raging wind and lightning outside, and a glimmer of life slowly returned to his lifeless eyes.

What's going on here?

Such strange phenomena still exist in the mortal realm...

Daylight broke...

When Wu Minang and Chongzuo were sitting on the first floor, they saw "Tu Mi" walk in from outside the inn. Her demeanor was completely different from before, and the two of them recognized her at a glance.

Wu Minang looked at "Tu Mi" and suddenly stood up, circling around "Tu Mi" a few times. His fingers, hanging at his sides, trembled slightly, his eyes flickered, and his voice trembled, "Tu... Tu Mi, where is it?"

Where did that dead snake go?