"Is this 'death'..."

During the chat between Fu Jixianli and Zhen Zhongkui, before Zonggu Xuanren completely disappeared, they seemed to hear such an sigh together.

This ethereal, lonely and regretful and relieved voice made Fu Jixianli and Zhen Zhongkui look at each other.

"Well, just treat it as Mr. Soya's last words."

Aoi Mi nodded silently.

In a sense, Fu Jixianli had died once, although he did not have the actual feeling of "having died".

Recalling what he did on the last day, he went to work, but fell into silver and didn't hit the abyss. He paid attention to Kiyo Ai again, looking forward to "Suzumiya Haruhi's intuitiveness" - of course he wouldn't be happy, but he wasn't particularly sad, helplessness was the most important emotion.

"Die...

There is nothing else, I just feel a little sorry for the money I have in my mobile game.”

It's a bit funny, but this is indeed Fu Jixianli's most important idea at this time... A person will always waste a lot of time and money on some meaningless things in his life.

"What does it mean?" asked Aoi Marunaka, she noticed that Fu Jixianri seemed to be immersed in some emotion.

"Nothing, I'm just saying that death is just an extremely empty thing in the end... Looking back, the most important promise that some people make in their lives is just 'justly making money separately and TP if there is something to do'. Isn't that funny?"

“TP?”

“Town Portal.”

"Oh, you're talking about the game... Then have you TP?"

"T, four TPs are shown together, and then they are wiped out... Cough, I mean 'some people', not myself."

"Li Jun, is there any pessimism in your outlook on life?"

"Pessimism? If you insist on saying it, I should be nihilism." Fu Jixianli said half-jokingly.

"There is more than 6 billion people on this planet. As a numerator above such a huge denominator, what is the meaning of the ‘1’ represented by a person?

For example, what we did tonight is essentially solving the difference between the two choices of a ghost and letting go of this ghost. The earth will rotate as usual and society will still operate.

An American named "Love Craftsmanship" once expressed his creative philosophy like this... All the stories I created are based on the same basic premise, that is, the laws, interests and emotions of ordinary people are meaningless in the vast universe.

I should agree with this premise.”

"Li Jun, your idea is a bit metaphysical. First of all, it is obvious that solving a spirit that can bring serious harm to swim around has obvious practical significance."

Makoto Aoi refuted, but she didn't expect that Fu Jixianli was actually a sentimental literary youth.

"My thoughts are definitely not worth a joke, because the three views that many people uphold are not based on their own deep thinking on the philosophical level, but on the layers of pressure he encountered in the real environment.

The so-called growth is actually the continuous collapse and reconstruction of the three views. Of course, sometimes it will be accompanied by the reconstruction of sexual orientation..."

"Then according to you, there is no need for pessimism or nothingness to be born like this."

“…”

However, the material conditions in the previous life that Fu Jixianli said were very important. How many people can breathe in their breath, the simple four words "life pressure"?

"That's all for the exchange of ideas. Get rid of the scene quickly. We should quit."

"Then I'll do it..."

"Sister Kui, let's go first, just leave this matter with me."

At this time, Fu Jixianli realized that he seemed to be talking too much and could not continue to go deeper, so he began to urge Matsukui to leave here, anyway, the matter had been resolved.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you below first."

Makoto Aoi left here along the path, while Fu Jixianli began to clean up the scene... It was said that it was to clean up the scene, but in fact the most important thing was to help take care of the fainted high school student.

At first, Fu Jixianli thought he had only fainted, but soon he discovered that there was another "victim" behind him, so his homework increased.

Of course he wouldn't send these two people down the mountain, otherwise he would be exposed. In fact, it would be enough to make the two students more easily discovered.

So Fu Jixianli moved the two people to the middle of the path, letting them lie side by side, stretch their legs and feet straight.

Then a creativity suddenly appeared in his mind, so he held their hands in front of his chest, then pulled two unknown wild flowers from the grass and stuffed them into their hands.

Then Fu Jixianli took out two tissue paper from his pocket, spread it flattened and covered them on their faces.

In order to prevent Ye Feng from blowing away the tissue paper, he pressed a small stone on his forehead.

The surroundings were dark. In order to ensure that the two students could be discovered and prevented from being trampled, Fu Jixianli kindly took out a flashlight and tied it to the branches above.

After turning on the flashlight switch, a round spot shone on the two of them.

Fu Jixianli nodded and clapped his hands, as if he was very satisfied with his creativity and his hands-on ability to realize his creativity.

Then, he left here. "After the matter, he left, hide his life and reputation", that's it.

So, when the next learning to participate in the "Examination Conference" comes here...

The breeze blowing across the grass half lifted up the mask, and the aperture of the flashlight cast on the ground swayed gently, and the two people lying side by side did not move.

Unlike the illusory things like ghosts and ghosts, this is a kind of fear from realism... Build a shed and add a few candles, and this place can be used as a mourning hall.

By the way, the girl in it is not the other party of the couple, she is just an irrelevant person... This is another realist fear.

…………

"Li Jun, have you packed it up?"

"Well, Mr. Sonogu left no trace. I just put two high school students who unfortunately fainted in a prominent position. They will be discovered soon."

How to say it, Fu Jixianli made the two people a little too conspicuous.

"Why did I vaguely hear the screams coming from above again?"

"It should be your illusion, and even if it is not an illusion, don't forget that high school students are also conducting a 'bold test meeting'. There will inevitably be two students who like to scare themselves and are too timid."

Only Fu Jixianli knew what was going on above.

"Sister Kui, are we going home now?"

"Otherwise? Is there anything else?"

"It's rare to come out at night. Should we do something big, such as... emptying the shrine's money box or something?"

The Sai Qian Box is a wooden box with the words "Na Feng" written at the door of the shrine. Visitors often throw coins into the box and pray to the gods at the same time.

Fu Jixianli has never seen this thing in China, but he has seen more of it in China, a substitute that exists in almost any scenic spot - the Wishing Pool.

When he was a child, he had such a "lofty ideal" that he was emptied the wishing pool. Think about how many popsicles can he exchange for so many steel steaks?

Now the opportunity to realize your childhood dream has finally come.

"Li Jun, you are really not afraid of retribution...

And isn’t the Yueribata Shrine yours own? I’ll steal it yourself?”

"It sounds...it seems a bit stupid."
Chapter completed!