Simultaneous travel: I am proving the great way in the heavens.

Chapter 669 Reversing the Cause and Effect of the Pendulum World! Luo Fu makes a tentative move!

Old Chen stared in astonishment at everything around him, as if he were dreaming.

Just as Old Chen was at a loss, an unfamiliar voice came from beside him.

"What are you still kneeling on the ground for? Are you really planning to pay for those beasts who lend money at exorbitant interest rates and force women into prostitution with their lives?"

"This... what is this...?" Old Chen stared wide-eyed at Luo Fu, who had appeared beside him at some unknown time.

"You're not planning to let me talk to you here, are you?" Luo Fu pointed around at the onlookers who seemed to be watching a spectacle as if they were witnessing a murder.

It was only then that Old Chen realized that the ropes that had been binding him so tightly had somehow disappeared into thin air.

He quickly got up. Even though he was still confused, Old Chen realized that he was saved. The person who saved him must be the mysterious person who was standing next to him.

Without a second thought, Old Chen knelt down and kowtowed to Luofu, tears streaming down his face, saying, "Thank you so much, thank you so much, you must be an immortal. You saved my life. I... I really don't know how to thank you enough."

Luo Fu was also somewhat curious. According to the Book of Life and Death in the Underworld, Old Chen would definitely be beheaded and displayed to the public today. In the evening, Zhao Li would personally go to Yangchun Noodle Shop to guide Old Chen's soul to the Underworld.

Of course, simply sending a soul to the underworld is nothing special; that is the duty of a soul ferryman.

Having served as a ghost messenger for a thousand years, Zhao Li was quite adept at this kind of work.

But what intrigued him was what would happen to Zhao Li after Old Chen was rescued.
Don't forget, Zhao Li is willing to give his eyes to Old Chen's daughter.

Old Chen's daughter was born blind.

In this world with a soul, congenital diseases are inextricably linked to the soul.

Zhao Li gave his eyes to Feng Die. That's why he later became blind when he met A Jin.

Before Ah Jin died, she gave her eyes to Zhao Li, which is why when Ah Jin was reincarnated as Xia Dongqing, she was also born blind, just like the butterfly.

All of this is interconnected, a clear manifestation of cause and effect in the human world.

Now, Luofu has saved Old Chen's life.

If Fengdie is no longer alone and helpless, will Zhao Li still give her his eyes? If Zhao Li hadn't gone blind, what would have happened if he had met A Jin? And what about Xia Dongqing, the reincarnation of A Jin?
As for whether doing so will attract the attention of the underworld, this has been inevitable since Luo Fu appeared in this era. Moreover, Luo Fu also saved Old Chen, who was destined to die today according to the Book of Life and Death.

He was even more curious: if Xia Dongqing hadn't been blind since childhood, how would Zhao Li have managed to send the remnant soul of Chi You into his body?
Luo Fu's reason for helping Lao Chen was not only out of sympathy for Lao Chen's situation, but also because of Lao Chen's test of cause and effect in the world.

In a world where any timeline can be reversed, the cause and effect are inherently quite intriguing.

Like the Marvel Universe, its time reversal always results in the creation of parallel worlds.

So what about the world?
It's worth noting that the Pendulum World is also a vast world that rivals Marvel's.

Old Chen seemed so excited that he forgot his current predicament and just kept kowtowing to Luo Fu.

In his eyes, Luofu was like a celestial being from a folk tale, playing among the mortals.

Kowtowing to a deity is a blessing in itself, let alone the fact that this deity saved one's life.

"Alright, get up!" Luo Fu waved his hand and said, "Want to go back to your noodle shop? You'll probably have to leave this place where you've lived your whole life. After all, in other people's eyes, you've just been beheaded and displayed to the public."

Old Chen was stunned.

After a moment's hesitation, he quickly seemed to have figured something out, let out a long breath, and said, "Yes, it's time to leave, but could you please allow me some time? Let me pack my belongings, and... my daughter is getting married tomorrow, I... I want to see her get married."

Luo Fu looked at Old Chen with a strange expression, unsure whether to call him naive or foolish.

You have to understand that almost everyone in this city knows that Old Chen committed murder and was beheaded and his body displayed in public. Under such circumstances, how could his daughter possibly get married?
Of course, this is also a case of Old Chen being too concerned. After all, Old Chen and his daughter depend on each other for survival, and seeing his daughter get married is his biggest obsession.

Old Chen, who committed the crime in a fit of passion, was only thinking about not letting his daughter be reduced to prostitution. He never considered that if word got out about his murder, his daughter's marriage would be ruined.

Moreover, countless people witnessed his murder.

Even setting everything else aside, it's not entirely incomprehensible that Fengdie's husband's family broke off the engagement. After all, regardless of their initial intentions, the fact remains that Old Chen killed the entire family in a fit of rage.

Who knows if his daughter will do the same thing?
This is not just a matter of social impact; it is a matter of life and death.

"Do you think your daughter will still be able to get married after the news of your murder gets out?" Luo Fu looked at Old Chen speechlessly.

Old Chen was startled, and then, as if he had thought of something, his expression instantly turned utterly despondent.

"Alright, stop standing there." Luo Fu comforted her, "The news of your murder has probably spread throughout this small town. It won't be difficult to get your daughter married. Just take her away from this city to a strange place. In this chaotic world, once you leave here, how could people elsewhere know what you've been through? We can find a new husband for your daughter then."

Upon hearing this, Old Chen gave a wry smile.

Luo Fu makes it sound simple, but in reality, it's not that easy at all.

Old Chen had to sell everything he owned to raise money for his daughter Fengdie's dowry, and he even had to borrow money from Old Wu at exorbitant interest rates.

That money had already been used to prepare his daughter's dowry, and even if he wanted to sell it, it wouldn't be something that could be done in a short time. He had just killed someone, and countless people throughout the city had witnessed his beheading. Where would he find the opportunity to sell his daughter's dowry?

As a poor man, Old Chen knew all too well what would happen if he had no money.

He himself is the best example.

Regardless, Luo Fu was Old Chen's savior, and Old Chen could only remain silent at this moment.

With a wry smile, Old Chen said, "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, my benefactor. We're just poor folks, we don't know any better."

Looking around, he realized that everyone was immersed in the illusion that he had been beheaded and displayed to the public.

Old Chen suddenly had a bold idea.

However, he didn't speak directly. Instead, he changed the subject and said, "My benefactor, you saved my life. I have nothing to repay you with, except for my skill in making a bowl of plain noodles. If you don't mind, you can come to my shop and have a bowl of noodles that I make for you. That way, I can express my gratitude."

"You don't sound like someone who lacks knowledge," Luo Fu teased with a smile.

Old Chen smiled awkwardly and said, "I... I learned this from plays, please excuse my poor performance."

At this point in time, during the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China, Old Chen, a man from the bottom of society who sold plain noodles, had no opportunity to even read and write.

Most of those flowery phrases were learned from plays.

At this moment, Old Chen had already come to regard Luo Fu as some kind of carefree, otherworldly immortal. Even if it was just to curry favor or express gratitude for Luo Fu's life-saving grace, he had to show as much sincerity as possible. In Old Chen's eyes, this was definitely true in the play, after all, this was the only time he had access to so-called high-end information.

Luo Fu chuckled to himself.

It must be admitted that Lao Chen is indeed the most ordinary person in conventional terms.

He may not understand any grand principles, even after killing Old Wu's entire family, he still held the most basic moral values ​​and sense of right and wrong. He didn't care about his own fate; he only cared that his daughter could get married safely.

It's one thing to be bullied normally. But when Old Wu, this loan shark, trampled on Old Chen's bottom line, it's no wonder that Old Chen would fly into a rage and kill his entire family.

"Let's go, didn't you want me to try your plain noodles?" Luo Fu had other motives for saving Old Chen; it wasn't simply a matter of wanting to do good.

Upon hearing this, Old Chen was overjoyed.

His mind is now filled with nothing but trying to please Luo Fu, hoping to get his guidance.

In Lao Chen's mind, even a few words of guidance from a god-like figure like Luo Fu would be an opportunity he could never hope to obtain in his entire life.

What's more, Luo Fu had just saved his life with such incredible means.

Despite the bustling scene at the execution ground, it was actually already nearing dusk.

In chaotic times, the rule of beheading at noon has long been disregarded.

This is why, in Zhao Li's recollection, very few people in the noodle shop knew about Old Chen's death.

On the one hand, the news did spread slowly, but the most crucial factor was the time factor.

They are, after all, soul ferrymen, though they often turn a blind eye to evil spirits and ghost messengers like Zhao Li.

However, for ordinary ghosts, they are sent to the underworld on time according to the records in the Book of Life and Death, at most giving those ghosts a short time to stay in the human world.

Under Old Chen's warm hospitality, Luo Fu arrived at the Yangchun noodle shop, which had remained open for decades. By then, it was already completely dark.

After leading Luo Fu into the noodle shop, Old Chen looked at the familiar furnishings in the shop with a mix of reluctance and heartache.

He knew very well that, for him, this place, which he had relied on for half his life, was one he would never see again from the moment he killed Old Wu's entire family.

Old Chen hadn't forgotten Luo Fu, his savior. Quickly regaining his composure, he hurriedly invited Luo Fu to sit down.

While preparing to cook noodles for Luofu, he said, "My benefactor, please forgive our poor appearance. We are a poor family and have nothing good to offer you in gratitude. This is all we have to thank you with."

Luo Fu nodded slightly and took his seat, quietly waiting for Zhao Li and the other soul ferryman to appear.

Old Chen's bowl of noodles isn't even cooked yet.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Zhao Li, dressed in black satin and looking like a wealthy young master, finally stepped into the noodle shop.

But upon entering the noodle shop and seeing Old Chen, Zhao Li's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.

A golden halo quietly appeared in his eyes.

"Sir, we're closed today. We're so sorry to have troubled you to come all this way." Although Old Chen was reluctant to give up his noodle shop business, he knew what was important and what was urgent for him right now. He hurriedly said to Zhao Li.

After giving Old Chen a meaningful look, Zhao Li quickly turned his gaze to Luo Fu.

The moment he saw Luofu, he was startled again.

Old Chen, who was recorded in the Book of Life and Death as someone who should have been beheaded today, was still alive, which was enough to shock Zhao Li. But the moment he saw Luo Fu, Zhao Li instantly realized what was going on.

Everything must have been done by Luofu.

"Boss, I need to borrow your place today to take care of something. Don't worry, it won't bother you." As he spoke, Zhao Li ignored Old Chen's subsequent advice and sat down in front of Luo Fu.

Old Chen, who was about to speak, hesitated when he saw Luo Fu and Zhao Li sitting opposite each other and the somewhat strange atmosphere between them.

Although in his heart, Lao Chen only wanted to cook a bowl of plain noodles for Luofu, he had no intention of doing business at all.

But Luo Fu actually allowed Zhao Li to sit opposite him, which made Old Chen suspicious.

"Please sit down. Please sit down." Having misunderstood the relationship between Zhao Li and Luo Fu, Old Chen smiled broadly and said, "Although I'm not doing business today, I must entertain you since you've come."

"No need for that." Zhao Li kept his eyes fixed on Luo Fu and said casually, "Boss, just heat up a pot of wine, nothing else."

"Coming right away." Old Chen served a pot of wine with practiced ease, and thoughtfully placed a wine cup in front of Luo Fu and Zhao Li respectively.

Luo Fu and Zhao Li sat facing each other, staring intently at one another, but strangely, they showed no intention of exchanging words, and even their expressions seemed frozen.

As for the wine that Old Chen brought over, neither of them touched it.

Mingming had made up her mind not to do business today.

But to Lao Chen's surprise, in just the time it took to cook a bowl of noodles, a regular customer came to the shop again.

"Old Chen." The moment the door opened, a familiar voice reached Old Chen's ears, "Quickly cook me a bowl of plain noodles. This weather, this breeze... Hey! If I don't eat something, I really can't stay awake tonight!"

Looking in the direction of the sound, Old Chen's expression changed drastically the moment he saw who it was.

Because the person who came was actually the night watchman.

But that's not the key point. The key point is that the watchman was also holding a gong hammer.

But the night watchman has clearly been replaced these past few days.

The night watchman, who had just closed the shop door, turned around and saw Old Chen staring at him blankly. He immediately said, annoyed, "Old Chen, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and cook me a bowl of noodles."

"I'll... I'll do it right away!" Old Chen answered instinctively.

As soon as the words left his mouth, he felt a pang of regret, wondering why he had habitually agreed.

This trip was clearly made specifically to thank Luo Fu, his savior.

As if not wanting to put Old Chen in a difficult position, Luo Fu took the initiative to say, "Take good care of tonight's guests. Consider this your good fortune. I'll cook my noodles last and serve the next few guests first."

(End of this chapter)