Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1946 Mathematical Bliss (II)

"I never get tired of watching this scene no matter how many times I watch it."

Facts have proven that the fame of the Rebirth Club has not yet spread to the Paradise.

While there was no reaction to the name Lu Ming, the audience was obviously very satisfied with the previous reactions, especially the blond man who helped him open the coffin.

"You can call me Gordo."

In between his admiring comments, he even happily introduced himself.

"Okay Gordo."

He did not make any comments on the name. Fu Qian was more curious about the attitude of the crowd.

It seemed that after he "pretended to be calm", he finally couldn't hide his shock, which made the group of people feel satisfied.

Although it's not very friendly, it's not completely incomprehensible.

Just the mention of a hundred years is enough to make people think a lot.

Considering the rich variety of costumes in the audience, it seems that one scene that can be imagined is that people from different eras wake up in this "paradise" after death and gather together in a similar way to themselves now.

The mentality of the onlookers may be the same as that of a newborn baby admiring his first sight of the world. They don’t want to miss the shock and loss of composure.

Of course, the action of covering his face just now was definitely not because of surprise.

How can you come up with a random name?

Since there was no mirror nearby, I just used that action to briefly confirm my current image.

Perhaps the degree of restoration is not that high, but as a flesh and blood expert who has performed this operation countless times, it is not a problem for me to come up with a rough outline.

As it turned out, it was neither his original face nor Mr. Lu, but a completely unfamiliar face.

Besides, it seems that he is not a “young man” as Brother Godo said.

"So there really is an afterlife? Heaven and hell?"

While thinking, Fu Qian didn't mind letting everyone's joy continue and continuing to play the role he should play.

"I don't know about hell, but it's OK to call this place heaven."

This time it was not brother Gordo who took over the conversation, but instead a mature woman with a voluptuous figure who didn't mind showing it off.

The long reddish-brown hair that falls to the ribs is almost the most effective covering for the body.

He was not naked, and the robe he wore went all the way down to his calves.

The only problem was that this silky, exquisite, otherworldly outfit was a little too transparent.

Coupled with the bright light shining everywhere, at first glance it looks almost the same as if she was not wearing anything, and every detail is exposed.

Seeing Fu Qian coming over after hearing the voice, the latter didn't seem to mind it at all, and even became more graceful.

"Enjoy this moment, young man. The pleasure you feel at this moment is the only thing you can never get again here."

……

It makes some sense.

Full of anxiety about death, I fell into a deep sleep that I didn’t know how long it would last or whether I would wake up again.

It was a fear that seemed to have transcended the instinct of will. No matter what he said, it seemed to Fu Qian that there were very few people who could resist it, and it would become more and more fierce towards the last moment.

The joy of regaining consciousness and completely escaping from darkness is something that cannot be repeated and is truly worth sharing with anyone.

But you also call them young people, isn't that a bit rude?

At least in appearance, this guy seems to be even smaller than Brother Gordo.

"I haven't heard such a name for a long time. Does it mean that everyone's age is calculated according to the time they entered here? So I am younger than everyone else?"

After testing his legs and feet, Fu Qian finally stood up with his hands supporting his body, and asked a question with some doubt. Even while speaking, he seemed to have "suppressed" the excitement of enjoying bliss in order to prove that he was indeed experienced and cultivated.

"First of all, no, each of us remembers how old we were when we got here."

It seemed that she was indeed a little surprised by Fu Qian's performance. The lady in the tucked robe carefully considered her words before looking at him and answering.

"But what you said later is correct. The reason why we call you a young man is that only those who come here for the first time will be born in the cemetery."

……

Oh? That's quite informative.

Fu Qian was thinking about the word "first time" and walked forward step by step under the attention of everyone, looking around.

It is indeed a tombstone without words, and it is indeed a cemetery.

At first glance, densely packed stone tablets of various colors fill the field of vision, stretching almost as far as the eye can see.

Even so, there is still no sense of eeriness.

Under the bright light, the haze in people's hearts seems to be evaporating quickly, and such a place actually gives people a sense of vitality.

And where this bright light came from, the entire sky above the head was as clear and transparent as glass, as if it could illuminate everything. Looking at it from afar, the only word that could describe it was the Pure Land.

In addition, although the visual effect is so beautiful, the sun cannot be found in the entire sky.

What a magical place.

After visiting a place that looked like hell, Fu Qian had already had many associations with similar concepts.

After seeing it today, I have to say that this paradise is much more classic.

In addition, just at the edge of the glazed sky, you can vaguely see a dense group of houses.

It is not a magical building with an exaggerated shape, but rather looks like a town in the human world, which matches this huge cemetery.

According to the lady in the robe, people who came to Paradise for the first time all crawled out of coffins. This was consistent with her situation and clearly meant that some people were not coming here for the first time.

Where it came from is an interesting question.

"Reincarnation. Everyone in front of you right now has been reincarnated at least once."

As if he could fully understand Fu Qian's doubts, Godot explained with a smile and even pointed to his chest.

“Everything is just the beginning. What is eternal is not how you are when you enter here, but yourself.”

"Bliss is never the shallow imagination of mortals."

……

So, "eternal happiness" does not mean the eternity of the self-state.

When self-consciousness is always inherited, how can people in "heaven" also have the concept of life and death, and then enter a new reincarnation?

His guess was vaguely confirmed, and Fu Qian became more interested in this different concept.

"It seems like you've adjusted well. The welcome ceremony can now end."

Seemingly satisfied with Fu Qian's reaction, Godot looked up at the sky. The reflection on his face made the hairs on his face seem clean and clear.

"So who do you want to lead you to your destination? Believe me, they will be happy to do so."

Oh?

The fact that there is no red tape is very much to Fu Qian's liking.

“This is my path of practice.”

But before he could answer, the lady in a robe beside him had already stretched out a hand, and her attitude was gentle and dignified as she guided him.

"Don't worry, I'm different from the women in the city. I don't need any fees."

Hmm...your paradise is really not that big, right?