Chapter 570 The Road Is Paved
When I saw Xu Xinghe again, he was thin, his expression was numb, and his every move was like a puppet. Only when he saw Song Jiaojiao, who was filled with ghostly resentment, did his empty eyes light up a , due to their different positions, Song Jiaojiao summoned hundreds of ghosts to fight against the Immortal Sect, while Xu Xinghe raised his sword towards Song Jiaojiao amid the pleas of the Immortal Sect people.
When people die, they become ghosts, and when ghosts die, they become spirits. When the souls fly away, there will be no such person as Song Jiaojiao in the world anymore.
Xu Xinghe and Song Jiaojiao fought, and in the end Xu Xinghe killed Song Jiaojiao with one sword. Without Song Jiaojiao's control, the ghosts were out of control. Perhaps Song Jiaojiao still had a last glimmer of conscience, and when she was dying, she still opened the ghost gate and let the ghosts leave, avoiding the final fierce battle.
After the execution of Song Jiaojiao, all the immortals were delighted. Only Xu Xinghe returned to the Xu family alone, staring at the Xu family's nameplate in a daze...
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At the end of the story, Xu Xinghe and Yue Cheng divorced. From then on, Xu Xinghe lived a desolate life. Every time he looked up at the stars, he would feel heartbroken and distraught.
This is "The Past is Delusion". When the past is destroyed, all thoughts and ideas are false.
The main text of "The Ashes of the Past" describes the scene where Song Jiaojiao was wasted in the Xu family. Wen Qiao set up the update of chapters, two chapters a day, which could last for just half a month.
Wen Qiao stretched his body, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he calculated with his fingers, and finally concluded that an acquaintance would come to visit today. So Wen Qiao went downstairs and prepared tea to entertain the guests early, and only went to open the door when someone rang the doorbell.
The ones who came were Wen Qianxu and Chen Shuo.
When in Rome, do as the Romans do, and the two even brought gifts.
Wen Qiao welcomed the two people in and walked towards the living room and asked, "Why are you two here today?"
Wen Qiao invited the two to sit down. Chen Shuo put the big and small bags on the table. Wen Qiao heard Wen Qianxu say, "Master uncle, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Ashu and I are here to formally visit you today. I hope Master uncle will not despise this small gift."
Wen Qiao: "You are so thoughtful. Here, this is a red envelope for you two. I wish you two a happy and harmonious life in the future, and all your wishes come true."
Wen Qiao took out two red envelopes from the space and handed them to Wen Qianxu and Chen Shu, one each.
Wen Qianxu and Chen Shu took it and thanked him.
At this time, Wen Qianxu explained her purpose. She said, "Master, I came here today because I want to ask you something. I wonder if it's convenient for you?"
Wen Qiao: "You and I are uncle and nephew, there is nothing inconvenient, just tell me."
Wen Qianxu: "Uncle Master, this is what happened. I was bored a while ago and read a novel. The characters in the novel were similar to my experience as a disciple Suihe, so I couldn't help but be curious about the author. After all, the author's pen name reminded me of Uncle Master's sword Yunteng. In the end, it turned out that Uncle Master had the answer I wanted."
Cloud vine!
Wen Qiao thought for a while and asked, "Your apprentice! Lin Suihe?"
Wen Qianxu: "That's right."
Lin Suihe, Lin Suihe, Lin Suihe...Yan Mo!
Wen Qiao seemed to have thought of something, with a hint of interest on her lips. She said to Wen Qianxu, "This is something I never expected. I wrote that novel just because of a dream. But now I think about it, maybe it was... God's will."
"It is God's will!"
Wen Qianxu seemed to be thinking about something.
The uncle was resurrected in the future. The resurrected uncle wrote a novel in the future, and the novel magically appeared next to Lin Suihe. Lin Suihe fell into a deep sleep after reading the novel, and when he woke up, he told her about the experience. As a result, when they tried to find the novel, the novel... disappeared.
Now when I met my uncle and asked him about the origin of the novel, I was told that it was just a dream of his...
Dream!
In ancient times, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of being a butterfly. Could it be that my uncle’s dream is hiding some mystery?
Compared to Wen Qianxu's shock, Wen Qiao looked calm. She said, "The road has been paved. We have to walk on it..."
Yes!
The road has been paved.
If Wen Qiao were to be resurrected as an actor, a craftsman or any other professional, there would be no need to write novels.
Before Wen Qiao used this body to resurrect, this body had always been used by Song Jiaojiao. However, writing novels seemed to be the thing that this body was most obsessed with. No matter whether the results of writing novels were good or bad, writing novels was an indispensable part of this body, even though Song Jiaojiao had tried to change her career.
Wen Qiao originally wrote novels to make money, and secondly, he could not stand the repeated failures of this body in the past. After that, he wrote novels on a whim, and subconsciously, the main reason was to make money.
Looking back now, Wen Qiao discovered that writing novels had become a subtle influence on her. Whenever she finished a novel, she would start a new one, and even if she didn't, she would still be in the process of conceiving an outline.
Novels have become an indispensable part of her life.
Isn’t it terrifying when you think about it?
Maybe, maybe not.
This may be a very scary thing for others, after all, they don’t even know that their actions are being secretly controlled by others.
After Wen Qiao discovered this, she just let things take their course. After all, writing novels did not affect her normal life. On the contrary, she gained a lot of help from it. For example, she could see through a person's life even without the clairvoyance. Another example was that fortune-telling was also smoother than before.
From Lin Sui and Yan Mo's "Dear, Beloved Zombie Girl" to Song Jiaojiao and Xu Xinghe's "The Ashes of the Past", she can easily figure out things that others cannot know as long as she has a thought.
After learning the answer from Wen Qiao, Wen Qianxu and Chen Shu said goodbye. Wen Qiao intended to invite them to have lunch, but when he thought that he was alone here, he gave up the idea. Before leaving, Wen Qianxu even joked with Wen Qiao: "Ashu and I would like to invite Uncle Shi to have lunch together, but we are afraid that Mr. Nian would not agree..."
Then he blinked innocently, pulled Chen Shuo and ran away.
Wen Qiao could only watch them leave.
Looking at the time, it was already past eleven ten and it would be time for lunch in a while. Wen Qiao returned to his room, tidied himself up, and drove the motorcycle he bought from Long Feifei to find Nian Chengfu. Just as Wen Qianxu said, having dinner with Nian Chengfu every day was essential.
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Shengshi Group has moved to a new building. The previous building was filled with blood and was troublesome to clean because of zombies. So, Nian Chengfu did not say anything and directly asked Yan Cheng to take people to rebuild a new building that was more imposing and taller than the previous one.
Surrounded by elites in suits and ties, Wen Qiao, wearing a white sportswear and a ponytail, stood out from the crowd. But after all, he was also a big shot at the top of the Innovation Group pyramid. Wen Qiao walked in calmly, took a quick look around, and knew that he couldn't take the elevator without an employee card, so he found a sofa in the lobby and sat down.
After she called Nian Chengfu, she casually flipped through the financial magazines on the table. The magazines either boasted about Shengshi Group or praised Innovation Group. To sum it up in one sentence: they had no practical effect at all.
