You are not a white lotus at all [Quick Transmigration]

"I can't tell the difference so many years ago. I don't want to remember the past. I just want to separate from you and stop entangled with you. So let me go, okay?" Ye Simian said with a smile, stretching out her hand go out.

From the past, until the final decision, these hands were unable to obtain the beliefs of this world, and because the fetters and obsessions could not dissipate, they summarized the beliefs of the other world as their own.Time and time again, when they were on the verge of disappearing, they drew the meaning of existence from the deceitful beliefs, survived time and time again, and started and ended like this again and again, and ended and started again.

How about letting go now?

He stretched out his hand towards the justifiable Chunlai Manifestation Dong Zun.

Hearing this, the young master hesitated for a while, took the money bag he took out into his arms, and walked over to lean on the side.

He said, "I haven't spoken yet this time."

When I was a grandmother, I sold two bunches of candied haws; when I was a beggar, I got a purse;

This time the money bag has not been returned, and nothing has been said.

The son sighed.

After another meeting, he regained consciousness after feeling bored, and said, "How do I let go? I can't help myself, so how can I plan others."

Helian didn't interject, nor was he surprised when he made a vague sentence, and the others didn't notice it either.

Ye Simian said softly, "...let's change it."

"Change the shape, change the calendar, change the history, change everything from the past to the present, and I... erase things that shouldn't exist from the place where they shouldn't exist."

"If something is wrong, just throw it away. There is no need to inherit it."

The son was silent for a while.

It was rare for Helian to calm down in these words.

The gods are free from prayers, and belief constitutes ability.Therefore, only some people remember to exist, some people have faith to have power, and some people bless everything to go smoothly.If it can't be like this, then it doesn't matter if you are resented or scolded by others, as long as you are remembered, you can still survive.

He opened the lotus seed cake just now and distributed it to Ye Simian and Young Master.

Then he ate a piece himself.

——So whether it is love or hate, there must always be something to rely on.When all the fetters are gone, all the records are gone, then there is nothing, nothing to rely on, and nothing to be good at.

No one remembers you?

No one will believe in you anymore.

If you are not believed in, you are not a god, and you don't need to exist.

If you are not resented, you are not a demon, and there is no need to exist.

It's just very few, so few that almost no one can erase their own traces.

For a while, he found that the pastry seemed to have been accidentally mixed with Lian Xin, and when he was lingering in his ears and praying, he paused and started to eat happily.

The young master took the pastry for a while, and after waiting for a while, he understood Ye Simian's request for disappearance. He looked melancholy for a while, and then said: "I wanted to see, I must come if I have something to do."

The news in the mirror is not anyone I know, nor is it any other existence I know.

"But I came here, and I was taken away again and again before I checked clearly." He Lian smiled happily after speaking.

The young master knows that he is not Helian, and Helian also knows that he is not the young master.

Helian tapped his head with a fan, and after he became happy, he said, "I'm so sorry~ I'm just a kind person, and I always stand up when people need help. Don't thank me~ If you must thank me, you only need one tael of gold and two taels of silver. Three copper coins for good luck~ Then write a book on the plaque, beat gongs and drums, and sing praises all the way home, low-key, low-key~" He said with a smile.

The young master didn't care about him anymore, he just held the lotus seed cake and said: "I just didn't expect that I would kill a life."

Ye Simian looked at the lamp but didn't look at him: "Sorry."

Chunlai does not exist for killing, and the prayers of all believers to him are rarely related to this.

The son shook his head.

Wanting to leave, he didn't like the atmosphere, so he continued to come back and lean against the tree, but when Helian smiled, he stayed for a while, chuckled, and was a little confused: "Who was guilty before?"

No one responded, so he read the classics by himself, talking about Ye Simian's past events: "Sin one, the investigation did not reveal it, and the truth cannot be made public when something happened; He absconded in fear of crime, and disappeared after the accident.” After reading it, he thought for a while and said, “I saw it recorded in the book. At that time, I didn’t exist, I couldn’t hear, I couldn’t see.”

Ye Simian didn't speak.

Helian signaled the young master to continue as if he was listening to a story.

The young master said: "There is no more after that. It is time to take custody. If there is a grievance, if there is a grievance, if there is a vengeance, everything continues in the world, and time never stops. Then people disappear in batches, and batches are replaced. Newcomers elect superiors. It's all back to work. There are ups and downs, and in the end everything continues on the same trajectory."

Quiet in place for a while, someone comes and goes to tie their wishes on the tree, and then lead someone to see it, or wait to be seen by someone.

When young men and women came to express their confession openly and secretly, the young master waited for a while, took a step, wanted to say something, but in the end he was only in the silence, and from those silences, everything seemed to be recorded: "Oh. "

After walking for two steps, there was no sound. After waiting for a while, there was still no turning point, and finally said: "I'm very disappointed."

"It's been too long. At the beginning, I hardly remember what I was like at the beginning. I just followed the past, grew up like other people's expectations, and acted according to the inherited rules. From the past to the present, I followed the past Like the records, to maintain something before everything happened. I thought that the way I grew up was the original 'before' that was expected."

After another pause, "So it's not. I am me, I'm not 'before'."

I want to try to see if what I contact is what I think.

Then I want to see if the records in the book may not be true.

The young master stood outside the shade of the tree, a little stiff.

——But, it turned out to be just too boring.

There were colorful lights and colorful lights outside, some people passed by and walked away, and there were children dressed up as the Western God subduing demons, running past him, all the way to the east.After waiting for a while, they came westward.

He finally did not look back.

After Helian finished eating the lotus seed cake, it was a little darker under the tree than outside, but it wasn't impossible to see clearly, so he just took a look to the side by the way.

Ye Simian lowered her eyes and said nothing, her complexion was a little bad, and her breath was a little unstable.

He knocked on himself with the fan, shook his head and worried for a while, his voice was too low, thinking about something, and after a while, he finally ran out and grabbed the young master back in the crowd.

When he came back, there was only a mask and a hat left in place.

The children running around pretending to be Xi Zun came to fight and make noise.The mask that Ye Simian put down was rushed by a person to take it away, and he jumped back happily.

The curtain stays for a while, the lantern stays where it is, and is temporarily taken away by the fire guards, and all the aura disappears.

The young master looked at it for a while and wanted to leave, but was dragged and said to wait.

After looking for it for a while, the small stone carvings that I didn't know where to throw away before disappeared. Someone borrowed flowers to present the curtain to the Buddha, and there was nothing under the tree.

The son was really disappointed and disappeared.

Helian finally looked to the left, Ye Simian disappeared to nowhere, looked to the right, the young master ran to nowhere, looked down, there was only a fan and a piece of oil paper in his hand.

He just put away the paper, stood there for a while, fanned the wind coolly when being watched, picked up the girl's handkerchief by the way and said a few words to be careful, and waited until the night was getting darker to see him when the stall was closed. Until the previous children were carried back to their respective homes by adults.

A child with a white mask in his hand was chased and beaten by his parents.

Helian didn't watch the farce much, but just walked boredly in the gradually desolate place. The quieter the environment, the more noisy it was in the ear. As he walked, he picked up the fan and fanned the wind with great movements.

"Cool cool, cool cool..."

My heart is too hot.

As he walked, his face was dark and gloomy, reflecting the color of his face in the night, it was very scary, almost in the middle of the night, two children were frightened to detour, and the fourth person hesitated on the spot, took a look, and approached.

Chang Yuan was approaching holding the mask that was exchanged from other people before: "That..."

Helian covered her ears and quickly left from another prayer.

Don't look for me!

Annoyed, he hurried into the dark night, fanned himself after a while, smiled, smiled again, smiled a few more times and returned to the sunny appearance, continued to walk for a while with the vest on, and then calmed down: "It's nothing, It's nothing...that's right, it's nothing. No one knows my identity, and no one will have their memory erased, and I won't lose this body because of it...So, why should I go back in anger for the irrelevant existence? Why not be happy Human world?" After speaking, he was completely awake, laughing and laughing as if he was not affected, looked around for a while, then fell down and sat on the spot.

"boring."

Nothing, business as usual, as usual boring.

And the night was getting darker.

Chang Yuan finally sat down after seeing no one.

The night breeze picked up, Fengli looked at himself for a while, frowned, then looked around, and revised the data again according to the environment.

——The red and white mask in my hand actually smells different, so I can't be sure, and after walking around for so long, from west to east, and from south to north, I didn't notice anything familiar Feel.

It's really hard to find someone aimlessly.

After staring at the mask in his hand and thinking for a while, the drowsiness that he felt novel before hit him, and those perceptions that can only be possessed as a body are a bit cumbersome at this time, so Chang Yuan revised the data again.

Staring at the night, I thought about it again: Although there is only a similar aura here, it is better than waiting aimlessly...?

After thinking about it, he hesitated and nodded to confirm himself, found a place to sit down, and settled here for the time being.

When the east was turning white, he opened his eyes slightly, watching the sun shining on the ground, cheering on his own shadow.

Then the route I asked yesterday followed the vicinity of this table one or two times. After walking around and around, it will be dawn and there is no trace.

Outside of the celebration, there were still people talking about what happened yesterday and chatting about topics.

When people in this world believed in gods, Chang Yuan thought for a moment——

How about... Pretend for a while?

After thinking about it, but in the end, he was defeated by the only way to find someone was by breath.

It's useless to deceive people into believing in yourself.

So as usual.

He just walked around two more times, but still nothing was found. It was not until the celebration was over that everyone cleaned up and the unclaimed belongings were cleaned up in piles. Then he squeezed his mask and approached, walked around twice, and finally claimed a stone statue.

Dilapidated, a little old, but the smell is similar.

Just like a mask, as time goes by, the feeling on it slowly disappears.

Then turn a few more laps, still nothing else.

Just turn out a copper coin, find a gambling house as usual, use it to win real money, and then the fake copper coin will be turned into data and disappear. It is really just a good time to rent a nearby inn for a day.

"Boss, wait for the guest room for a day."

Although there is a body, the data can be debugged when needed, so it is not too good.And the celebration is over, and other people have left one after another, and they can also rent a room.

Ok……

Just thinking of this, after Chang Yuan stared at it with confidence, he was suddenly not sure whether the thing in his hand was useful, and whether the person who left the thing would have left after the celebration was over.

This kind of doubt is quite painful.

Heartbroken to the brim, Chang Yuan was even more heartbroken when he recalled the delay in inviting foreign aid.

Based on this, the next day I was almost sleepless, and I coaxed the children from before, and I was disappointed when I learned that there was no one around when I took the mask. When I claimed the stone carving, I said it was everywhere Picking it up is like picking up trash, and there are no clues.

He only said: "In some places there will be ancestral halls. At that time, some people would use these to place in their homes to worship their ancestors."

When I found out where it was, I hesitated for a moment.

Because it's too far away.

It's too far from here.

And this stone sculpture can actually be carried around—for example, put it in a bag like him.

It is more troublesome to analyze if the clue is found than to not find the clue.

With a headache, I walked the route in reverse for the past few days, and went back to the place where I changed the mask from my friend at the beginning. Then, at the place where I took off the mask, I looked at the package, reversed the action of taking off the mask, and repeated the same process. Restore yesterday and put on the mask you bought.

After covering his face, a stranger appeared in front of his eyes. He was albino, but his eyes were also white, and he was not afraid of light.

Then, for a brief moment, it disappeared like a phantom.

The last record was eradicated. After Chunlai issued instructions to the priests including Xu, he appeared as a son, telling everyone not to tell others about the existence of the son, saying that as a son, he did this by passing the order. Then, after confirming that the prerequisites are fully prepared, when others are in doubt, speak directly:

"I am Chunlai."

In an instant, everyone's memories of the young master disappeared, including what they had just done and why they were involved with the young master, and all the previous doubts disappeared. They just turned to question why they were here.

——Gods cannot roam the world at will, Gods cannot have their own emotions, Gods cannot have their own appearance, Gods cannot be peeped by people at will...

So when these things break the rules and happen, just erase the traces that once existed, and eliminate everything related to mistakes and omissions.

Erase the traces of the son, that's all.

Then the young master's body disappeared in place along with other traces, and Chunlai talked to Sheng Xinjing.

"I'm Chunlai Manifestation Dongzun."

My memory is still strong.

But rules cannot act on gods who are themselves bound by rules.