Chapter 291: Farewell is also difficult
Chapter 291: Farewell is also difficult
In the next few days, Lu Ming told Jiangnan many things that overturned her cognition.
So much so that Jiangnan thought Lu Ming was a lunatic more than once.
What made her even more convinced of this was that Lu Ming actually dragged her to attend his own funeral.
Jiangnan looked at his mother kneeling in front of his portrait and crying, and it would be a lie to say that he was indifferent.
She looked at Lu Ming in confusion and asked, "You blatantly dragged me to a place like this, aren't you afraid that I'll be recognized?"
Lu Ming shrugged and said, "Don't be afraid. I brought you here to say your final goodbyes to your family."
"How dare you bring me back? Aren't you afraid that I might suddenly change my mind?"
Lu Ming laughed with an ambiguous meaning, and emphasized again: "I told you, I'm not afraid."
Jiangnan frowned slightly. She couldn't figure out this guy's intentions, so she walked towards her mother tentatively step by step.
Lu Ming just stood aside and watched, with no intention of stopping it.
Jiangnan finally felt relieved and squatted beside Wu Feng and called out, "Mom."
As usual, he reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
But this time, his hand passed through his mother's body and there was no response to what he said.
Jiangnan did not lose his mind because of what happened in front of him. He lifted the wide hood of his cloak and observed the reactions of the people around him.
I found that no one seemed to see me.
"What's going on? Am I dead?"
Lu Ming walked to Jiangnan, raised his hand to rub her head, and said in relief: "You are not dead, but the connection with this plane is severed."
Luo Shiyu suddenly understood.
[No wonder Lu Ming wasn't afraid of the teacher running away. It turns out that from the very beginning, the teacher had no way out.]
Jiangnan lowered her head, her voice emotionless as she asked a question she already knew the answer to: "So? This place doesn't belong to me anymore, right?"
Lu Ming didn't answer the question directly, but said implicitly, "This will always be your home."
Jiangnan took a final look around at the people who came to mourn her.
He curled his lips and smiled, pulled up the brim of his hat, put on the wide hat that could cover his face again, and turned to leave.
"Just leaving like that? Without even taking a few more glances?"
"That's enough."
"The Jiangnan (Nan), who was born in this dimension, is already dead. And I am the Jiangnan (Nan), whose meeting is hard and parting is hard."
Even though it was just a fleeting moment, Luo Shiyu saw it.
Tears quietly fell from the head that was raised with the effort of pretending to be calm.
The teacher must be in great pain right now. His family is right in front of him, but he can't see them, can't hug them, and can't even say goodbye.
Lu Ming raised his hand and opened the space in front of him, creating a crack, and motioned Jiangnan to follow him in.
The two set out on a long transparent path woven by time.
Tens of thousands of spheres emitting different lights are suspended around the road.
Jiangnan was only a child in her early teens at the time. Her attention was quickly drawn to these spheres, and she couldn't help but exclaim, "They look like stars."
"Isn't it beautiful?"
"Ah."
Luo Shiyu's attention was also drawn to the scene. He looked at the road beneath his feet and muttered softly, "Is this the long river of time that the teacher mentioned? What are these floating stars?"
Lu Ming in the illusion just solved his doubts and introduced: "These are all planes created by the Heavenly Dao. They exist independently, but they are connected to each other in some way."
"connect?"
"Yes, but! You can explore these things slowly in the future. Our top priority is to go back quickly. There are many children your age waiting for us to go back." Lu Ming said, patting his deer back and motioning Jiangnan to sit on it.
Jiangnan climbed clumsily onto Luming's back, pondering the message in his words.
"I'm not the only one chosen by all things, and this guy's job is to collect and cultivate them. Is he a class teacher?"
Lu Ming brought Jiangnan out of the space crack and appeared above a suspended mountain.
Jiangnan was so scared that he hugged Luming's waist tightly.
Lu Ming patted her head and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, you will be able to fly in the future."
After saying this, he walked towards the foot of the mountain step by step as if he were walking on flat ground.
Jiangnan kept his eyes closed the whole time and didn't dare to look down at all.
"It's so high, so scary, I'm going to fall."
Luo Shiyu exclaimed as if he had discovered some shocking secret, "No way! The teacher flying around in the sky is actually afraid of heights?"
It turns out, yes.
Jiangnan's legs went weak after she landed on the ground. If Lu Ming hadn't supported her in time, a certain great Lord Tiandao would have left a dark history at that moment.
[I never thought that such a powerful teacher would have moments of weakness.]
There are many separate courtyards at the foot of the mountain.
Lu Ming let Jiangnan choose the courtyard he liked.
Jiangnan finally chose the most remote courtyard.
Pushing open the door, you will see a spacious courtyard with only a rockery with a waterfall as the only feature of the landscape.
The main door faces the main hall, and there are two warm rooms (bedrooms) on the east and west sides.
Luo Shiyu looked at the scene in front of him and felt that it looked familiar.
He walked to the rockery and swung his arms in circles.
"There should be a tree here, with a stone table and four stone benches under it."
Then he ran to the back of the west wing and gestured.
"Here! There's a small kitchen."
Luo Shiyu hammered his palm and said with certainty: "This is the home of mine and my teacher! There is no way I'm wrong!"
"But..." Luo Shiyu looked up at the towering mountain behind him and said to himself, "Teacher's floating island should only be this big. Why is there such a huge mountain behind it?"
Jiangnan took a look at the environment where he would live in the future and randomly found a room to stay in.
The next day, all the selected children gathered at the open space at the foot of the mountain.
Luo Shiyu counted them and found there were twenty-one.
[It's not a double, it's a single, it doesn't feel like a good thing. ]
Those children arrived earlier than Jiangnan and were already familiar with each other. At this time, she was standing in the corner, like a little transparent person.
Lu Ming spread out his hands, and above them floated twenty-one sachets filled with seeds.
"You all come here one by one and choose a spiritual value. You need to drip a drop of blood to form a contract. Its state will correspond to your physical condition. The stronger the ability, the more lush the plant will be. Without further ado, come here and choose."
The children rushed over, fearing that their favorite plants would be taken by others first.
Jiangnan still stood there, waiting for others to finish choosing.
Take the last remaining albizzia seeds.
Why was it the only one not chosen? Perhaps it was because the brocade pouch containing the seeds was embroidered with the message that it takes at least five years for the seeds of the Albizia Julibrissin tree to bloom.
Everyone wants to smell the flowers as soon as possible, and no one wants to wait that long.
Except for this special kid, of course.
Jiangnan held the bag of seeds in both hands, full of anticipation.
"The flowers that bloom after five years of waiting must be very fragrant."
Luo Shiyu responded to the girl's longing: "The Albizia Julibrissin flowers are very fragrant! The whole courtyard is filled with their fragrance, and even the teacher... has the scent of them."
As Luo Shiyu spoke, his voice began to choke up and tears flowed uncontrollably.
I miss my teacher. I miss her embrace, the scent of the albizzia flowers on her body, and the clear noodle soup that she only knew how to make, which I despise so much…
Luo Shiyu stretched out his hand and cried to Jiangnan in the illusion: "Teacher, I want to go home..."
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