The magician in the city

Chapter 199 a ticket

Chapter 190 Seven

Wan Pei looked at Du Zhengyi/Roch with displeasure.

"I didn't say that," he said stubbornly and feebly.

"When I was young," Roach said softly, "my father told me that the old mage knew all the secrets in this world, because the life of two centuries is really very long."

Wan Pei watched him silent, and he was silent too, but suddenly two lines of tears fell from Luo Qi's eyes.

Wan Pei was taken aback. On the one hand, it was too scary for Du Zhengyi to cry for a while, and on the other hand, the person in front of him who looked like Du Zhengyi suddenly didn't look like Du Zhengyi at all. The contrast is simply schizophrenic.But he knew that the appearance and the soul were not the same person, and there was no schizophrenia.

If Luo Qi could think of strengthening his mind control at this time, he would probably be able to prevent Wan Pei from seeing him cry, but the tears came too suddenly, and his world suddenly collapsed.It can also be said that it is because of caffeine and alcohol, fatigue and drowsiness, and excessive consumption of mental strength. The combination of these things is about to make his mental world disorder.But that was the way it was, and his world was crumbling.

"You..." The old man was so frightened that he didn't know what to say.

Roach could no longer bear the character traits that Du Zhengyi should have in his appearance, and he completely lost the professional ethics of a master of ideas.He pushed away the wine glass and lay down on the table, a gloomy despair swept over him, his only thought was that he was going to die.

"Hey, hey..." The old soldier slapped him on the head twice, "You don't know? Du Zhengyi didn't tell you? No one told you? Hey? I'm the first to tell others the bad news again? Hey I... don't, cheer up, boy, cheer up. What's wrong with you?"

"Why am I so unlucky, it seems like the last person in my family is going to die." Roach put his weight on the table, holding his wine glass with one hand.

"No, hey," Wan Pei sighed, "Why do you think your kid's wine quality is so bad? Are you the type who cries when you drink too much? Are you crazy about drinking now?"

"The last person in this world who wants me will die." Roach cried bitterly, "I will go to Jingtu Temple to become a monk tomorrow."

"Where is the Pure Land Temple? Hey, Master Mind, why don't you go to Gushan to become a monk?" Wan Pei said, "At least go to a place where the master stays!"

"Why Lonely Mountain?" Roach could still ask him while crying.

"Because the mind mage is the high priest." Wan Pei said, "Oh, don't cry, I tell you, don't cry, child, listen to grandpa and I will tell you a story, didn't you ask me just now? Don't Well, Du Zhengyi may not necessarily die, as long as he does not die, there is hope that one day, maybe Pei Shu can change his mind and give him a place on board."

"Get on the boat?" Roach sobbed and raised his head. He suddenly felt that this statement was very familiar.He searched in his mind, and it suddenly occurred to him that it was here, even on the same seat.When Du Zheng took him here, they met Mr. Shui, the market administrator, who was also the boss here. The old mage was really the oldest mage Roach had ever seen, and he was about to age and die.

It was also at that time that Du Zhengyi asked him if he was in good health, and he told Du Zhengyi that he had already got the boat ticket from Pei Shu and was going to pack up and board the boat soon.

"What does boarding mean?" Roach asked confusedly.

"That's a metaphor. It is said that we mages came here by boat from the far end of the world. Only very few mages have the chance to return to their hometown." The old mage said, "Have you never heard of this legend?"

"I've heard it." Roach said dryly, "I've also heard a thousand other kinds of legends, and there are more human legends, at least . Do you still remember this kind of thing? In the field The boring ancestors who work in the fields can probably make up five hundred legends in one afternoon."

"Well, what you said is also reasonable." The old man said, "But do you know why there are nine supreme venerables in our world? Nine, no more and no less. No matter how fierce Qionglin's infighting is, but In the end, the number of the nine venerables has never changed."

"I heard that it is because there are nine ancestor mages, and the nine ancestor mages created mages in ancient times, and created humans dedicated to mages." Roach said. "Isn't this a myth to explain the difference in status between mages and humans? There are many humans. The clay figurines made by Nuwa are nobles, and the clay dots thrown out with whips are slaves."

"You have to be able to see the important meanings from the myths and legends, those parts that don't change." Wan Pei said, "In the language of ancient mages, venerables also mean priests. The nine venerables are actually nine great priests. Priest. However, it is said that the so-called nine is just an imaginary number, because the journey of the nine mages to this world from the end of the world is actually the process of a fierce battle between heaven and earth. Six mages died in the war, dying to protect the spark of the holy fire. The three ancestor mages came to the new world, sacrificed the fire of the ancestors here, and created the new world. In order to commemorate the past, the creator chose six mages from his own creations to make up nine."

"Oh," Roach said, "three, then the idea of ​​the Trinity in many human myths still has some basis, and it is probably an ancient memory."

"It's probably like this." Wan Pei said, "I heard that after the world calmed down, the three ancestor mages finally left the new world and returned to their hometown in a big boat."

"You mean they still often sail to Purdue?" Roach said smartly.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but I guess you're probably right." Wan Pei said, "It is said that they gave the later high priests the innate power to select the best mages from all living beings. Select the elite mages who are most qualified to return, and give them a chance to be reborn. They will get a brand new young body, take a big ship, return to the land promised by their ancestors, and live there forever.”

"Do you believe in such a beautiful legend?" Luo Qi said in amazement, he didn't believe it at all, but his tears were a little dry.

"Of course I didn't believe such nonsense before." Wan Pei said.

"But Mr. Water said he got the ticket?" Roach asked.

"No," Wan Pei said quietly, "because I got the ticket myself."

Luo Qi was taken aback, and looked at Wan Pei in astonishment, "But you decided to be a security guard here now, and leave when you feel comfortable?"

"No," Wan Pei said, "I have lost many people in my life. I have lived for 200 years. I have suffered a lot. It is already painful to remember 100 years. Do I still choose to live in this pain forever? ?”

Luo Qi didn't know what to say. If it was a few months ago, he might not be able to understand Wan Pei, but now he can understand him.

"I told Pei Shu to give Du Zhengyi this chance." Wan Pei said, "but he turned me down."

(End of this chapter)