President Shen Always Top Up Money

Chapter 376 The Return of the Wuzhu

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Wu Fei and Yuan Sanpang agreed on the second day, so Cardinal and Aunt Lisa rested in the castle that night.

On the second day, when it was close to the appointment time, the three came to a tea room in the castle, preparing to open the temple.

Everything has been going well so far, Shen Xing seems to be playing the role of amnesia very professionally, and has not appeared in front of the two from beginning to end.

In the tea room, Wu Fei looked at the time. It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon. He said to the two of them, "How do I open the temple? What do I need to do then?"

"Raise your hand and face us across the air. The three of us are going to form a circle." Aunt Lisa raised her hand to indicate, "Then just recite the spell with us."

Wu Fei raised his hand like Aunt Lisa did: "What is the spell?"

Aunt Lisa: "The temple opens, the temple opens, the temple opens..."

Wu Fei: "…"

It's really simple, straightforward and practical.

The time was about to come, and the three of them raised their hands one after another, palms facing each other, Aunt Lisa and Cardinal both closed their eyes and chanted a spell in a low voice.

Wu Fei also chanted the spell in a low voice following their example. He began to feel the warmth of his body, and this warm current seemed to be swimming clockwise, from the direction of the cardinal to him, and then to Aunt Lisa.

As this energy gathered, a silver circular light door appeared between them.

The scope of the silver light became larger and larger, and finally wrapped them all into it.

Wu Fei felt a flash of silver light in front of him, and after the light dissipated, he had already appeared in a mysterious space—

It seems to be endless, with tiny dots of light flying around, and silver incantations floating around.

In those infinitely extended spaces, sometimes blurred images appear, but they are fleeting.

There is a circular light table at the very center of the space. It seems that something should have been placed on the light table, but it is empty at this time. Wu Fei guessed that this was where the witch beads were placed.

"This is where the memories and inheritances of all witches are stored." Aunt Lisa walked beside him at some point, looking in an unknown direction in the distance.

Wu Fei: "Store memory and inheritance?"

Aunt Lisa nodded: "Yes, after each witch dies, her memory and all the inheritance of magic will automatically return here. Every light here represents a witch's memory fragment."

"A lot of my friends are here."

When Wu Fei turned around, he could just see the deep wrinkles in the corners of the old man's eyes.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded—

"Wu Fei!"

Wu Fei looked up, just in time to see Yuan Sanpang waving at him excitedly, while Yuan Lao stood silently behind him.

The two walked towards each other at the same time, and happened to meet at the light platform in the middle.

Yuan Sanpang took a misty milky white light ball from Old Yuan's hand, and said to Wu Fei, "Look, this is a witch bead. We only need to put it on this light stage, and this mission will be over."

Wu Fei nodded and urged, "Then let's put it on."

In his heart, he always felt that there seemed to be some discord, as if in his subconscious, this matter could not be completed so smoothly.

Shouldn't it, would Xingshen let him go so easily?

But if they don't let them go, where is Shen Xing now and what is he doing?

Wu Fei Ningmei thought to himself, and at the same time watched intently Yuan Sanpang stretched out his hand and put the Wuzhu on the light table—that's right, as long as Sanpang put the Wuzhu on it, they could complete the task and leave this world.

Everything seemed to be pressed to slow down, Wu Fei stared at every movement of Yuan Sanpang, and one hand seemed to silently press pause on the Wuzhu that was about to be put on the light stage.

Wu Fei looked at the top of the temple subconsciously, as if subconsciously he knew what would be there - only to see that the originally boundless, mist-shrouded sky was now covered with star maps - the stars shone, as if woven by fate. network.

The moment he looked at the star map, his consciousness seemed to be pulled away, and he seemed to come to a higher latitude space.

Here, he could see the scene in the temple below, and saw the suspended movements of himself and Yuan Sanpang, as if people in a three-dimensional space were watching a two-dimensional theater.

There is also a handwritten code on the theater - F94016.

There is another person in this space. That person is wearing a black robe, with his hands in the sleeves of the robe, and he is looking at the scene in the theater.

He has a pair of indifferent gray-blue eyes, and those eyes always seem to be watching fate, but at this time, those eyes are looking at the theater below, to be precise, looking at Wu Fei in the theater.

Wu Fei heard him speak softly:

"Even me, there are times when I want to overthrow fate."

"I've tried many times, I've tried to keep you."

"I've tried different identities, I've tried different approaches."

He always looked at the theater in front of him, but Wu Fei realized that he was talking to himself.

He doesn't seem to be able to see Wu Fei's consciousness that exists in this space, but he can know his existence.

"Until now I've come to my senses, I haven't failed, it's just my choice."

"I have already told you the ending myself."

He turned around and looked at "Wu Fei" who didn't seem to exist in the void.

"This is my chosen destiny."

"I choose to love you."

He pursed his lips and seemed to smile slightly.

"And, I know what that anti-curse curse you put on yourself."

Wu Fei saw him waving his black robe sleeves lightly. In an instant, the star map shattered, and he fell weightless. In an instant, the entire high-latitude space disappeared, and he returned to the Holy Land. Yuan Sanpang, who was in front of him, was putting the Wuzhu on the platform of light without knowing it.

Wu Fei slowly raised his head and looked at the same temple sky as before.

He didn't stop Yuan Sanpang's actions, he just felt a little regret at the moment Wuzhu fell - he hadn't explained their real relationship with Shen Xing, he hadn't had time to tell him that even if they left this world, they wouldn't will be separated.

However, perhaps among the many fate lines Shen Xing has tried, in one of them, he told Shen Xing everything?

Yuan Sanpang released his hand, and Wuzhu had been put back on the light table.

At the same time, both heard the system prompt to complete the task.

Yuan Sanpang still felt incredible, stared at Wu Fei with wide eyes, and murmured, "The task was completed so easily? Why did Xingshen not stop me? It's incredible."

"Wu Fei, what have you done?"

Wu Fei thought to himself that he might have stopped you thousands of times, you just don't know.

But his face was indifferent, and he only nodded deeply with his merit and fame: "It may be that I influenced him."

The system has already started the countdown to leaving the card, and Wu Fei and Yuan Sanpang used the last time to say goodbye to Cardinals and Aunt Lisa.

The two seemed to have guessed something long ago, so they didn't ask more, but smiled at him to say goodbye to them.

"3, 2, 1..."

As the countdown ended, the whole world fell into darkness.

When Wu Fei opened his eyes again, he had returned to the rest level.

Recalling everything that happened in the last level, he was not only filled with emotion - as far as his memory was concerned, this level was not difficult at all, and it could basically be regarded as a win.

But it may not be fair to say that this level is not difficult - mainly because he does not remember all the difficult parts. As an ordinary person, he only has the memory of the last established fate line.

Thinking of this, Wu Fei suddenly remembered - those processes that happened, but he did not retain his memory, I wonder if they were broadcast live at that time? If he really tried thousands of times, trying to keep him, wouldn't the audience in the live broadcast room also repeat this process so many times?

He quickly checked his live broadcast room, and found that in this level, his communicator could not be used, and correspondingly, the content in the level was not broadcast live.

The viewers in the live broadcast room were all guessing what he had done during this period of time.

While Wu Fei breathed a sigh of relief, he also felt a little regretful.

At this time, Yuan Sanpang sent him a call request, and Wu Fei picked it up—

Yuan Sanpang: "Hey, Wu Fei, have you seen the reward? I got a special reward, the witch's straw man, which can be used to curse my enemies. How about you?"

Wu Fei thought to himself what kind of reward this was. He didn't want to do the trick on the field. God bless him not to get the same reward as Yuan Sanpang.

He replied, "I haven't had time to see it yet."

"Oh, then tell me after you read it." Yuan Sanpang said again, "By the way, is Xingshen's mood okay? After all, you left him and ran away in the last level."

Are you in a good mood?

OK...God...Emotion...Alright... OK...?

Where is the walking god?

Wu Fei quickly hung up the communication to find Shen Xing.

Then he turned his head and met a pair of gray-blue eyes.

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