The whole world thought I was dead!

Ren Changkong was in a deep sleep when he suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at the familiar book seller in front of him with a blank expression on his face.

"Oh, anyway, we are old friends, why don't you have a smile at all?" The fox-eyed young man shook his fan and smiled.

Ren Changkong looked at the white space, stretched out his hand and waved it, a crack appeared in the space instantly, but it closed immediately.

"Why are you so angry? I just want to catch up with you." The young man smiled with his eyes curved, and he didn't look angry at all.

"Lord God, what exactly do you want?" Ren Changkong frowned slightly, deeply disgusted by the Lord God's pestering attitude.

The fox-eyed young man put away his folding fan, and his smile deepened. He took out a light golden book from his pocket and threw it to Ren Changkong, with a delicate tone: "Don't you want to know the truth of this world? This is the book of the world, this person The body of the face."

Ren Changkong took it and didn't even read the book. He was wary of the main god in his heart for no other reason, but he felt that the tone of the main god was too like the kind of idle villain, who specially confuses the weak-minded or the inexperienced.

"I don't want to watch it, and I don't want to know the truth of the world." Ren Changkong swiftly rejected the Lord God's question.Whoever answers this philosophical question is a fool.

The Lord God didn't expect Ren Changkong to answer like this, and fell silent, and the white space suddenly fell into silence.

But after a while, the young man laughed again. He turned to the handle of the fan and said again: "Why don't we make another bet. If you win, I will never appear in this world again."

Ren Changkong narrowed his eyes and said softly, "What bet?"

"Is this world real?"

"What do you mean?" Ren Changkong looked directly into the main god's eyes, his long eyebrows frowned.

"For example, Hua Huaijun, what if he is just a paper man? If his body structure and character are all composed of cold words, and he doesn't even have a soul, you..."

"What does it have to do with you?" Ren Changkong interrupted the main god's words, and he knew that the main god had no good intentions.

The lord god took a step forward, with a persuasive attitude, and once the smile in the fox eyes disappeared, he became ruthless, "You are the real human being in this plane, why do you want to fight against me for those illusory loves, Ren Changkong, I tried my best to pull you from the other world, not to let you stay here."

"But I'm already dead in the 21st century!" Ren Changkong was not frightened by the aura of the main god, he stated coldly, and after a while he said: "You let me time travel, let me gain life again, I am very happy Thank you, but..."

"This is not life!" The master interrupted Ren Changkong suddenly, his cold face began to mist into white gas: "This is not the real world, this is just one of thousands of worlds, I can feel the barriers of the other world , where it is real, where everyone has a soul."

"It's you, Ren Changkong, this world is fake."

Ren Changkong looked at the main god in the hysteria, and suddenly thought of all the people he met when he crossed over. The free and easy Qingxu once held his hand and asked him to take care of the wayward Su Ruobai. Cooking wine and discussing swords, teaching the system to learn how to get along with human beings, and the details of Hua Huaijun and him, and even the villains who have been beheaded before, all of them have gushed warm blood...

"No, this world is real."

Ren Changkong looked at the main god who was stunned, and said firmly.

"It's just that you think they are fake, that's why you say that." Ren Changkong looked around, picked up the book emitting golden light, thought for a while and pressed the hand of the Lord God on it: "It is Live, it is beating, you feel it, it has a soul."

Ren Changkong looked at the main god who had been bowing his head, and also became silent.

After an unknown amount of time, the white space suddenly vibrated, as if a solid barrier was being broken. The golden book shone brightly and was extremely dazzling. Ren Changkong saw the hand covering it trembling slightly. Annihilated.

Ren Changkong opened his eyes and saw Mr. Huahuai leaning over him, Qiushui's pupils were full of smiles: "Master, good morning."

……

"Good morning."

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the sunlight shone on the two of them through the rhombic gauze. The faint fragrance of flowers and the melodious sound of the bamboo bell outside the door flowed into the room together with the wind. The time was just right.