The drunkard hurriedly escaped and looked up. The lady who was dressed as a nurse under the tree was still smiling at him.

"Ah, sir, you are amazing. If you go in such a dangerous place, you can come out easily. Congratulations!"

"I was so scared that I almost gave it to a strange snake! Fortunately, I was sweet-mouthed. However, the woman had no good luck. She beat the soldiers to death and threw it into the black fruits. A stream of green smoke disappeared. Will those fruits lock the soul forever?" The drunkard calmed down and gasped.

"No, it's just a temporary seal. When the fruit ripens and falls, the soul can be reborn and reincarnated in the Hall of Reincarnation to be a human being. However, the time will be a little longer, maybe one or two hundred years, or five hundred years, of course, at most five hundred years." The nurse said lightly.

"Five hundred years, that's the same treatment as Sun Wukong." The drunkard was a little surprised.

"Well, you know a lot, that's it. Amitabha, I think you are a destined person."

"What is a person with destiny?" the drunkard looked confused.

"Haha, then I'll ask you, you're only in your thirties, why are you so anxious to reincarnate?"

"It's all my wife who is not good at being good, making me cuckolded, and being chased by evil dogs, and ended up falling into the pond and drowned." The drunkard said frankly.

"Amitabha, that's also fate. If you weren't chased by a dog, you wouldn't have drowned. If you didn't drowned, you wouldn't have seen me here today. I've been sitting here for so long, and there are so many people coming and going, but you only saw me. Isn't this fate?"

"Ah, is it considered fate that I was drowned by the pond? I don't understand. If I hadn't gone out that night, I would still be alive now!" The drunkard was very unconvinced.

"Then are you dead now?"

"Diet! Isn't it?" The drunkard was confused and couldn't even understand what he said.

"Why are you still talking to me when you die?"

"..." The drunkard couldn't help but laugh, he was really stupid.

"You just lost your body! Your soul is healthier than before, Amitabha!"

"Ahhhh, that's it, I understand a little bit! Then why are you always Amitabha, Sister Nurse, are you a Bodhisattva?" Now, the drunkard finally realized something.

"I am not a Bodhisattva, I am a person who is destined to be with you. The world is so big, everything you see is destined to be with you, and it is all destined to be with you."

"Then, sister, what is a destined person?" The drunkard didn't understand and wanted to continue asking clearly.

"Take cherish the people you meet. Some are good luck to you, and some are bad luck, but they are all fate!"

"Do you have to cherish the bad fate?" The drunkard was completely confused.

"By the way, for example, that big snake, she was so evil, and she saved you today, which means she is destined to be with you." The nurse paused and continued, "Since we are destined to be, I will give you a task now. Are you willing to accept it? You think clearly, if you accept it, you must complete it wholeheartedly."

"Since my sister respects me, I will accept it, even if I go up and go to the mountain of swords and seas of fire." The drunkard heard that she trusted herself so much, and quickly agreed, "Anyway, I'm just living and scattered, and I'll die if I die. There is something I want to do, and I really want to ask for it."

"Okay, just go to reincarnation. On the way, you will meet a girl playing the flute. Your task is to follow her and protect her. You can go wherever she goes, do you understand?"

"It's certainly no problem to protect a girl. I am a real man, do what I say!" The drunkard heard that he was going to protect a girl, what a big deal? After that, he waved the rusty butcher knife in his hand proudly.

"Do you throw your butcher knife away. You have killed so many pigs and sheep. You are so resentful. Besides, the girl is frightened to you when she sees such a big knife in your hand." After saying that, the nurse waved her hand towards the butcher knife of the drunkard. The butcher knife fell straight from the drunkard's hand, inserted into the sand, and turned into blue smoke and disappeared.

"That's the case, then what can I use to protect her? Sun Wukong has a golden cudgel!" The drunkard suddenly felt that his hands were empty and he was very uncomfortable.

"I'll give you this, you can take it out as a weapon at critical moments." The nurse said, handing the feather fan in her hand to the drunkard.

"Wow, if you give me this, will I become a monk Jigong? Hahaha..." The drunkard took the fan, shook it, and was amused.

"Hahaha, don't you know Journey to the West? Why don't you say it's a banana fan? Go and put out all the fires in the Flame Mountain..." The nurse was also happy.

"Well, that's a treasure. When I see nothing to do, I'll slap it a few times to cool it down." The drunkard said, gesturing at himself a few more times.

"Okay, remember what you said, we will see you again if we are destined to do so!" As soon as the nurse's sister finished speaking, she immediately turned around and disappeared.

The breeze blew, and the drunkard opened his eyes and saw that the person was gone, and even the big trees and the platforms disappeared.

"Hey, sister, you didn't tell me where to wait for that flute girl..." The drunkard suddenly remembered his mission and felt anxious.

"Look, that fool kept talking to himself, it was really funny!" An old woman's voice came from beside her. The drunkard turned around and saw a large number of people in line, mostly gray-haired, smiling at him.

"Must to myself? Humph, can't you see me talking to the nurse sister? I'm funny, that's my own problem!" The drunkard was full of disdain.

Big sister, Bodhisattva, I, the flute girl, the destined person... A series of question marks made the drunkard turn in a daze, while unconsciously swinging the fan a few times.

"Welcome, welcome!" The drunkard was still dazed, but at this time, the petals were scattered over his head. A welcome sound rang out, like a silver bell, like a rain, and it was dazzling.

I'm going to line up to enter the venue. There are so many undead, and they're in a neat manner, so let's follow the crowd.

The atmosphere here is good. Looking at the smiling flower-spreading fairies on both sides, the drunkard gasped, while his heart was still jumping wildly.
Chapter completed!