How to capture the system fairies as wives

I always think so highly of others and treat them kindly and gently. I really don't know how such a kind character could be chosen by the secret door.

"There are more than 500 people here."

Chen Yin said slowly: "There will never be another person like your brother."

Qingying looked into the distance absentmindedly and couldn't help asking, "So, did Ah Chen get out of here in the end?"

"If he's out, you don't have to come here to look for him."

Looking at Chen Yin's expression, Qingying seemed to realize that she had asked a very stupid question and gave a bitter smile.

"...You mean, Ah Chen was trapped here forever?"

Who knows, Chen Yin shook his head: "He hasn't been trapped here for long."

"It's only been two months."

Qingying became confused.

"Don't ask me. What you see with your own eyes is the most reliable."

Chen Yin turned around and returned to his room. Before leaving, he said, "You should confirm your brother's affairs with your own eyes."

"I am only responsible for bringing you here."

Seeing that he was unwilling to speak, Qingying became more and more confused.

"System, what's wrong with this guy Chen Yin?"

"How should I know? I guess it was because he was online depressed late at night."

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Chen Yin returned to his room, sat at the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and sipped it slowly.

...When he was trapped here in his previous life, his favorite thing to do was to drink the tea here.

I don’t know what kind of tea it is, but even in the Wuling Sect, Chen Yin has never tasted such delicious tea.

Every day, like these 500-odd people, he would get up early, have a simple breakfast, meditate for a while, and then go to the square to listen to the Taoist priest’s sermons.

Until the evening, I went back to the house, ate something and went to bed.

Sometimes when I feel bored, I go outside to see what the shadows of my predecessors are doing.

The Taoist couple would enthusiastically bring the prepared meals outside the house, eat the delicious food happily while telling each other the tips of cooking.

The gifted little girl would go outside and recite her favorite poems to herself.

There is also a monk who practices martial arts silently, an old man who plays chess with himself, a painter who copies landscapes, a sinister and lonely dwarf...

Chen Yin really enjoyed watching their every move. This was much more interesting than listening to those Taoist scriptures that he couldn't understand at all.

In his previous life, he watched fragments of these people's lives every day. Although he had never met them in person, he knew everyone here like an old friend.

And Qingchen.

He would occasionally come outside and share his experiences to the air.

Chen Yin really liked listening to this seemingly childish boy talk about his own life, because he was really polite and always bowed respectfully before talking to others.

"Hello, latecomer, if you can see."

His smile is like the clean and flawless surface of a lake, carrying the innocence and vitality of a teenager. It has an inexplicable appeal.

To the point that my previous self was actually the same as him, treating these phantoms as real people and greeting him politely.

"Hello, Fellow Daoist Qingchen."

"I am Chen Yin from Wuling Sect."

126. Never see him again

the next day.

In the square, the Taoist priest was still reciting Taoist scriptures, and the content was exactly the same as yesterday.

It was just that the content was so obscure and profound that Qingying felt she couldn't understand it no matter how many times she listened to it.

She still sat beside Chen Yin bored, spending most of the time in a daze, and occasionally stole a glance in the direction of her brother Qingchen to see if there was anything unusual.

Chen Yin also sat quietly and remained silent, just like yesterday.

"The great Dao is infinite. Today's lecture has ended. Have you gained anything?"

Following the Taoist's gentle voice, many people came forward and told him their own opinions. Some talked loudly, while others chose their words carefully, and everyone had a thoughtful look on their faces.

Qingchen also went this time.

Just looking at the regretful expression on his face, he still didn't give the correct answer.

After some questioning, everyone dispersed one after another.

"How long will we have to watch this scene repeat itself?" Qingying couldn't help but ask.

Chen Yin shook his head.

"It won't be long."

At least at the beginning, Chen Yin also thought it would take a long time.

I thought that if I didn’t realize the great truth, I would be trapped here forever, day after day, year after year.

But he didn't expect everything to collapse so quickly.

It was like an avalanche. At first there was only a slight noise.

Once it collapses, it will be a loud bang.

After returning to his residence, Qingchen still bowed respectfully to the air: "Hello, latecomer. Today, my harvest is..."

Qingying listened quietly at the side, watching him finish everything and then return home.

Another day ends.

……

Seven days in a row.

Every day, it's like the same script is played out seven times.

I got up, had my meal, and went to the square to listen to the Taoist priest preaching. When he answered nothing, I went home to rest.

During these seven days, Qingying even got to know these hundreds of people roughly.

Every night when returning home, Qingying would go for a walk with Chen Yin to see how those phantoms lived.

Although some of them are introverted and unwilling to tell others about it even though they know that they will leave behind images.

But most people, after accepting this fact, will say something more or less, because this place is really too boring.

Except for you, everyone else is a phantom, there is no living person. Apart from saying something to deceive yourself, you can only treat it as a solitary practice in the wilderness deep in the mountains.

Loneliness is truly the most terrible thing. Barely one of them.

In fact, among those phantoms, there were many people who came together like Chen Yinqing's shadow, such as the Taoist couple.

They are kind, warm and spontaneous, and always like to talk about their children.

"Our baby is so cute! After he grows up in a few years, he will definitely be a genius!"

The male monk Huang Manlou hugged his wife Yu Manli and said happily: "The latecomers, maybe in your era, Huang Qingqing was already a great immortal!"

Qingying looked at the smiles on their faces and couldn't help but blink.

"They have a really good relationship as a couple."

Chen Yin didn't say anything.

A few houses away from this couple was the fourteen year old girl named Xu Xiu, who was extremely talented but behaved like a complete softie.

"Latecomer, did you also walk through such a dark road to get here?"

Xu Xiu smiled, her eyes narrowed like crescents: "I want to compliment you. Those who can make it here are all remarkable people~"

Qingying looked at this girl with a little baby fat and couldn't help but feel a bit of affection for her.

"How could she, a little girl, suppress her fear and walk through that dark road?"

Chen Yin still didn't speak.

Finally, it was Qingchen. During the seven days of Qingchen, he also lived a very regular life. He got up at sunrise and went to bed at sunset. He left his own thoughts and experiences at the doorstep every day.

"As a latecomer, this is my feeling today..."

At the beginning, Qingying always felt inexplicably depressed when she saw her younger brother.

But during these seven days, Qingying gradually calmed down.

She discovered that her brother was actually doing quite well.

There is no fighting behind secret doors every day, no intrigues and deceptions, and no fighting for life and death.

He can do what he likes most - enlightenment.

Every day when Qingying saw his happy expression when he listened to the Taoist priest’s sermon in the square, she would feel her mood gradually calming down.

After watching Achen go home in the evening, Qingying hugged her arms and leaned gently against the tree at the door.

"If... Ah Chen really was trapped to death in a place like this, maybe it would be a kind of happiness."

She whispered, "Thank you. I am satisfied."

Chen Yin glanced at her, and there seemed to be a hint of sadness in his eyes.

That kind of gaze made Qingying feel a little uneasy.

"What, what's wrong?"

“…You haven’t finished reading it yet.”

He looked away silently: "If I am trapped here and die like this, maybe it would be a happy thing."

One can read the profound and obscure Taoist scriptures, enjoy absolute peace and quiet without being disturbed, and even have endless spiritual energy available for cultivation.

This place is an absolute paradise for any monk.

Qingying frowned: "What do you mean."

"almost."

Chen Yin turned around and prepared to go back to his residence: "Starting tomorrow, you will know."

Seeing that he still had no intention of speaking, Qingying couldn't help but call out to him: "Wait a minute!"

"I have something I've wanted to ask you for a long time."

She said with a stern look in her eyes, "You said Ah Chen was the 569th person, and we are the 570th and 571st."

"What about what you said about having been here before? Isn't there someone missing?"

Chen Yin stopped.

After thinking for a long time, he turned his head and whispered, "No, it's not less. Just think I'm lying to you."

Then he walked straight into the house.

Qingying frowned deeply.

"...System, what is Chen Yin hiding from us?"

"Why do you care so much?"

The system couldn't help but mutter, "Big guys like these usually have little secrets that they don't want others to know. You still want to get to the bottom of it, right?"

"Don't make me angry. If I leave you here alone, I wonder who will come to save you."

"Your broken system always goes against your will?" Qingying said angrily.

"Oh, a small system like mine can't even rank high in the system."

The system said nonchalantly: "Years of experience as a bystander has taught me that if you want to survive in this world, the first rule is to hold on to your thighs tightly."

"But you, you have a ready-made thigh, but you still have to trip her up and give her a hard time all day long. Sigh."