Shen Muzhi's words completely befuddled Liu Buli.
Having read so many novels, the only concept he had in mind was "transmigration." He had never considered that the author wasn't a god, but merely someone who had accidentally opened their celestial eyes and recorded mortals from other dimensions.
Could it be understood this way?
Seeing the killing intent on Liu Buli's body diminish, Shen Muzhi's gentle smile returned. He said, "Daoist Liu, please consider this matter carefully. It would be best if you also spoke to your disciple about your own affairs. We shall not disturb you further."
As he finished speaking, he tugged at You Siqi beside him.
The latter's legs were so weak that they couldn't support him. He could only sit on the ground blankly, shedding tears in despair.
Shen Muzhi watched with helplessness. After trying a few more times, he found it impossible to help the person up. He reached out and picked him up, nodded politely at Liu Buli, and then left the room with You Siqi.
Shen Muzhi was a considerate person.
As he exited, he didn't forget to close the door for the master and disciple.
Seeing that only the two of them were left in the room, Lu Wuming finally tugged at Liu Buli's sleeve and asked hesitantly, "Master... what were you talking about just now? Why couldn't Wuming understand anything? Can you tell Wuming?"
Lu Wuming blinked and looked pitifully at Liu Buli.
Although he asked this, he had already decided that even if Liu Buli didn't tell him, it wouldn't matter. As long as his Master was by his side, he didn't care how much was kept from him.
What he didn't expect was that Liu Buli only pursed his lips and hesitated for two seconds before pulling him to sit on the bed. He then took a deep breath and said, "What Master is about to say may sound strange, but Wuming, you must know that Master is not lying to you."
Lu Wuming nodded vigorously.
As long as it was spoken by his Master, no matter how unbelievable, he would believe it all.
This was something he had long promised himself. Even if Liu Buli hadn't warned him, he had always acted accordingly.
Liu Buli looked at his obedient demeanor and couldn't help but reach out and ruffle Lu Wuming's hair again. He sighed and, trying his best to use words Lu Wuming could understand, explained their relationship and the existence of this world to Lu Wuming in its entirety.
After he finished, Lu Wuming indeed fell silent.
Liu Buli watched, feeling helpless but also resigned.
After all, if someone suddenly told him that the world he lived in was just a novel, he wouldn't believe it either. Lu Wuming's current difficulty in accepting it was understandable.
They remained quiet for a moment, and then Lu Wuming finally pursed his lips and asked, "Master, you mean you are not from our world. In the world you lived in, someone wrote about our lives in a storybook. The author was that man just now, wasn't he?"
Liu Buli nodded vigorously.
It seemed that his child, despite being slow at times, wasn't entirely foolish. At least he could understand such a matter after one explanation, which was quite good.
With his Master's affirmation, Lu Wuming's expression slowly relaxed. He thought for a moment and continued, "Then... Master, you said your soul replaced Liu Buli's soul. Does that mean it's similar to the 'possessing ghost' described in those books you used to buy me?"
Liu Buli thought for a moment and said, "You can understand it that way too."
Lu Wuming continued to ask, "Master, when you read storybooks before, you liked me very much? Then can Wuming presumptuously think that Master appeared here... for Wuming?"
"Of course, why wouldn't you think so?" Liu Buli laughed and said, "Actually, I've always felt that I came to this world to replace Liu Buli precisely because of you. Perhaps my feelings for you were too deep, and even the gods noticed my heart, so they sent me here, didn't they?"
Liu Buli said it very casually.
After all, this was something he had always believed, and there was nothing to deny.
But in Lu Wuming's ears, these words were more precious than any sweet talk. This was simply the most perfect love confession in the world—
I came to this world, only for you.
Was there anything warmer than this?
Master was indeed the light.
A light that shone specifically for him.
Tears uncontrollably filled his eyes. He wanted to smile, but he didn't know why, when he heard Liu Buli's words, he instinctively started crying.
Lu Wuming fumbled to wipe the tears from his face. He sobbed and said, "Master, if that's the case, I don't hate that person at all. So if Master doesn't mind, you don't have to kill him. But if you really want his life, Wuming can help you do it."
Liu Buli selectively ignored the latter part of his words and was filled with confusion by the first sentence. He frowned and asked, "Why don't you hate him? If he hadn't portrayed you so pitifully in that novel, Wuming, you wouldn't be in such a bad situation."
Lu Wuming shook his head.
He didn't tell Liu Buli what he was thinking.
If I hadn't been so miserable, you wouldn't have appeared, would you?
For the first time, Lu Wuming felt that his past experiences, all those desperations, were worth it if they were just to exchange for this person.
Besides that, there was one more thing.
Lu Wuming clenched his fingers and said, "Master, that physician just now was right. I also don't think my life became this way because he wrote it."
Liu Buli frowned. "Why?"
"Because it's different now," Lu Wuming lowered his head. "If he were a god who could control everything, nothing would have changed. But it has changed, changed to the point that even he doesn't know, and it will continue to change. How could he be a god?"
Liu Buli blinked.
For the first time, he felt that his disciple was quite intelligent.
Lu Wuming added, "Moreover, if he were a god... he wouldn't be this weak."
This sentence made Liu Buli successfully laugh. He ruffled Lu Wuming's hair and sighed, "That's true. Then if Wuming forgives him, Master won't kill him either."
Lu Wuming nodded.
But the next second, his expression turned somewhat strange. He furrowed his brow and said, "Master... if you are a possessing ghost, then where did the original soul of this body go? Will he... take the body back?"
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