The spare tire is broken [Quick Transmigration]

From inside the starship full of sense of technology, if you close your eyes and then open them again, you will see antique wooden beams.

Cheng Muyun was still a little dazed.

The way of leaving the world this time is a bit different. In the last few years, Cheng Muyun's physical function has completely declined.

He made arrangements for his funeral while he still had the ability to think and express.

Cheng Muyun saved a part of his own body cells and gave it to the Academy of Sciences of the Human Republic, and then told Qiu Cong that he didn't need to use any equipment to maintain his life, just let nature take its course.

Qiu Cong agreed, and he did.

Correspondingly, Cheng Muyun did not ask Chou Cong to live well or anything else after he left.

He knows Qiu Cong.

Qiu Cong has his own ideas, and the things he believes will not be easily changed.Cheng Muyun could persuade him, but she knew that if she persuaded him to live a good life, it would only make him suffer.

Then let it be.

When he left, he was almost unable to think, and his consciousness seemed to be locked in a cage. Fortunately, this time was not long.

Not long after, he heard the sound of the system prompt.

"System, where am I now?"

System: "Ah? Little Zhuzi, are you okay? This is the world of punishment. By the way, we are in the temple, and there is a layman who looks very much like Ji Changhuai."

Cheng Muyun blinked her eyes, and only then did she feel that she had come to grips with it: "Ji Changhuai..."

At this moment, someone knocked on the door outside.

Cheng Muyun was too lazy to move, and replied, "Come in, the door is unlocked."

Anyway, they are all acquaintances, so don't be too restrained.

"Mr. Cheng, are you unwell?"

Unexpectedly, the person who came in turned out to be Ji Changhuai.

Cheng Muyun looked at Ji Changhuai and frowned, wondering what he was thinking.Ji Changhuai was a little anxious, he didn't care too much, walked forward a few steps, and put his hand on Cheng Muyun's forehead.

Cheng Muyun came back to his senses, raised his hand, and grabbed Ji Changhuai's wrist, "Ji Jushi, I'm fine."

Ji Changhuai blushed slightly, and took a step back, "Sorry, I was rude."

Cheng Muyun turned over and sat up, and decided to get straight to the point, "I heard from my friends about you, Jushi Ji...you don't seem to be such a warm person to strangers, do you?"

Ji Changhuai froze for a moment, then smiled again, "Do you mind if I sit down?"

Cheng Muyun: "Please sit down."

He got up and sat on the chair next to him.

Ji Changhuai habitually picked up the hot water on the table to make tea, and his movements were the same as before.

Cheng Muyun looked at it, feeling a little lost again.

"Actually, this matter may be said to be ridiculous to you."

Cheng Muyun picked up the teacup, "Let's talk, I have a good ability to accept, no matter how ridiculous it is, I can accept everything."

"I dreamed about you."

Ji Changhuai opened it gently, "To be precise, since I can remember, I have been dreaming of a person repeatedly."

"Huh?" Cheng Muyun listened quietly.

The story is actually very simple.

Ji Changhuai has been dreaming repeatedly since he can remember. In the dream, he is a practitioner, a master of the sect.The dreams are not coherent, they are fragments.

When he was ignorant, he only thought it was meaningless dreams.

After he was a teenager, Ji Changhuai discovered that the fragments of his dream were coherent, and most things would be forgotten after waking up.

But the only thing he could remember was that in his dream, he had a junior.

"I can't see his face clearly, I just remember calling him Xiaoyun." Ji Changhuai raised his eyes and looked over.

Cheng Muyun picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, "Do you think this is... the previous life?"

Ji Changhuai nodded, "Well, I know my idea is ridiculous, I couldn't even see Xiaoyun's face clearly in my dream, I..."

He was silent for a moment, "It's funny to say, when my classmate was in love with the girl next to me, but I only thought about the person in my dream who couldn't see his face clearly."

In fact, Cheng Muyun knew all about the subsequent story.

After graduating from University, Ji Changhuai took the postgraduate entrance examination of the Buddhist Academy. Friends around him thought that he had a connection with Buddhism and was naturally not interested in emotional matters.

"Then you practiced at Izumo Temple because of this dream?"

"Well, I thought it was the front, and I have been praying for that front all my life, because at the end of the dream, Xiaoyun died."

Cheng Muyun was a little surprised. Ji Changhuai's situation was clearly the final outcome of that crumbling world.

After he died, Ji Changhuai became a monk.

It was already sunset, and the sun shone through the frosted glass between the wooden panes.

The light and shadow happened to fall on Cheng Muyun's face, and Ji Changhuai could see it when he raised his eyes, as if in a dream, when he was teaching the Dao with his younger brother, his younger brother looked at him so seriously.

For a moment, Ji Changhuai was in a daze, "Junior brother."

Cheng Muyun smiled, and waved in front of his eyes, "Ji Jushi, you're back to your senses, where are the brothers and sisters in this world?"

Ji Changhuai smiled softly, but was not angry.He was in a good mood and went on.

"In my dream, I became a monk, and I was cultivating the afterlife for Xiaoyun, and then I thought this was the ending of my dream. This ending was what I dreamed about when I was in college."

Sure enough, these plots are all connected in series. When Ji Changhuai dreamed of becoming a monk when he was in college, he chose a Buddhist academy.

He frowned, "Don't you think it's a bit... rash to choose to go to a Buddhist college or practice in a temple just for a dream?"

Ji Changhuai shook his head. He usually doesn't like others to say that about him, but if it's Cheng Muyun, he doesn't mind at all. Instead, he explained patiently: "It's not rash. Most of my life is related to that dream. What's more, the dream continued just a few days ago."

Cheng Muyun: "..., system, you still say that your program has no bugs? It's all linked together."

System: "Don't ask me, if you ask me for feedback, there is no bug."

"Heh, system, I always think you have a little secret."

The system seemed to be very guilty, and actually blocked Cheng Muyun directly, refusing to communicate.

But it doesn't matter, Cheng Muyun has plenty of time, he raised his eyes to look at Ji Changhuai, "Continuation?"

"Ah."

Ji Changhuai nodded, "First, I saw Xiaoyun's face clearly, and then..."

When he said this, Ji Changhuai looked at Cheng Muyun in a daze, a little lost in thought.He seemed to be a little out of control, his fingers on the table trembled slightly, then lifted up, wanting to touch Cheng Muyun's face.

Cheng Muyun was silent and did not interrupt him.

"Sorry, I know this is rude, but can I touch it? I just want to make sure this isn't just another dream."

Cheng Muyun didn't speak, but nodded slightly.

Warm fingers lightly landed on the center of his brows, across the tip of his nose to his chin, and then to his ears.

Cheng Muyun shrank slightly, "It's a little itchy."

Ji Changhuai blushed again, and was about to say something when he heard someone outside the door.

"Senior, you are not here to invite people to eat..."

The footsteps of the visitor stopped suddenly, and Cheng Muyun and Ji Changhuai, who were sitting with their backs to the door, turned their heads together.

then.

Cheng Muyun saw Mo Anlan who had just stepped into the house and Xiao Yichuan who was standing outside the door.

The system suddenly went online, "Ah, exciting, Shura field."

The situation was indeed a bit awkward at this time, Ji Changhuai's hand was still on Cheng Muyun's ear before, when he turned around, it slid directly to his shoulder.

His skin is fair, and the blush on his cheeks has not disappeared at this time, and he looks very ambiguous.

"You, what are you doing?"

Mo Anlan's eyes widened, she couldn't believe what she saw.Is this still Ji Changhuai?

Is it still Ji Changhuai who keeps a distance from everyone all the time?

Mo Anlan has known Ji Changhuai for more than [-] years, and has liked him for seven or eight years, but he has never seen Ji Changhuai so humane.

Like a bolt from the blue, some things he believed in seemed to collapse.

No one spoke.

Cheng Muyun glanced at Ji Changhuai, and felt that it was not suitable for him to speak as an outsider.

But Ji Changhuai withdrew his hand, and patted the back of his hand comfortingly, with gentle eyes, as if telling Cheng Muyun not to worry.

Mo Anlan was even more stimulated by the tacit understanding between the two that they could communicate without words.

He completely lost his usual demeanor, and said out of control, "What the hell are you doing?"

Cheng Muyun got annoyed and stood up, "What's none of your business?"

After speaking, he didn't wait for the other party's response, and walked out the door directly.

Xiao Yichuan was still blocking the door, but Cheng Muyun mercilessly knocked off the other's shoulder and walked out.

After walking a few steps, footsteps sounded behind him, Xiao Yichuan chased after him again.

"Why, don't you stay there to comfort your darling Mo Anlan?" Cheng Muyun raised his eyebrows and glanced at Xiao Yichuan.

Xiao Yichuan didn't answer this question, and asked directly: "Do you know where the place to eat is?"

Cheng Muyun really didn't know, he stopped and looked back.

Ji Changhuai hadn't come out yet, so he probably wanted to say something to Mo Anlan.

After all, in this punishing world, Ji Changhuai is not alone. He has parents, friends and a social circle.

In Xiao Yichuan's circle, the relationship is quite complicated.

However, Cheng Muyun acted a little recklessly. Anyway, there is no such thing as the collapse of the world. As long as I don't collapse the character design and stick to the amnesia character design, I don't need to get involved in Xiao Yichuan's mess.

"I don't know, please lead the way."

Now that I figured it out, Cheng Muyun didn't hurt Xiao Yichuan anymore, and treated him like a nodding acquaintance.

Good.

Xiao Yichuan's face softened, he seemed very happy, "Come with me."

Along the way, neither of them mentioned what happened just now.

Cheng Muyun felt that this matter had nothing to do with Xiao Yichuan; but Xiao Yichuan didn't know why.

For dinner that day, Ji Changhuai was late.But Mo Anlan didn't show up, and only called Xiao Yichuan two hours later, saying that he had something to leave.

Xiao Yichuan just replied coldly, "Okay."

The sound insulation in the meditation room is really poor, and Cheng Muyun heard the phone call next door in his own room.

After hanging up the phone next door, Cheng Muyun waited for the sound of Xiao Yichuan opening the door to chase someone, after all, Mo Anlan was really proficient in this trick.

The call at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night was just to make that idiot Xiao Yichuan chase after him.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Muyun didn't hear anything from the next door until she fell asleep.

The next morning, when Cheng Muyun came together, he saw Xiao Yichuan who was talking to Ji Changhuai in the yard.

Cheng Muyun walked over and asked, "Why are you still here?"

Xiao Yichuan was slightly taken aback, "Didn't I agree to fulfill my wish with you? Where can I go?"

Fine.

This punishment of the world is getting more and more interesting.