"If this lotus were gone, would you be heartbroken?" Jiang Lin asked.
"Huh?"
Lou Yangzi blinked, a little slow to react.
Then, as if remembering something, he quickly straightened his expression and said seriously, "Brother Jiang, feel free to save the Seven-Colored Egg. The egg is what matters!"
"I can help too!"
He said, rolling up his sleeves.
Regardless of whether the lotus made the first move or not, if something happened to the Seven-Colored Egg as soon as it arrived here.
He wouldn't know how to face Jiang Lin, or how to face Que Sixi.
After all, before Jiang Lin arrived, he had been the one managing this small world.
Jiang Lin paused, "...No need."
"I just checked. The Seven-Colored Egg is fine."
Lou Yangzi: "Then what's the current situation...?"
Jiang Lin: "It should be absorbing and refining this golden lotus."
That's why he had asked Lou Yangzi earlier if he would be heartbroken if the golden lotus disappeared.
After all, Lou Yangzi had been taking care of it before.
"It's good that the egg is fine, it's good that the egg is fine."
Lou Yangzi breathed a sigh of relief.
A smile returned to his face, "The lotus is just an external possession. Brother Jiang, since you are Sixi's friend, anything here is naturally available for use."
Then, he instructed the surrounding spirits, "For the next period, none of you are to disturb the Seven-Colored Egg's cultivation by the lotus pond, understand?"
The spirits nodded vaguely, 'Okay, Brother Yangzi. So the egg is fine?'
'Can eggs cultivate?'
'Did it use the lotus? Will the lotus grow back later?'
Lou Yangzi nodded, "Yes, the lotus will grow back. But if the Seven-Colored Egg is gone, there will be no second Seven-Colored Egg."
People come and go in life, and most of the people and things encountered are just passers-by.
Only a few can become the weight of life.
Why would one ruin a brotherhood over those passers-by and external things?
Love me, love my dog; cherish what others cherish, and protect what they love.
That is the way to longevity.
Beside him,
Jiang Lin watched this scene silently, nodding inwardly.
Sixi had made a good friend.
It's just...
His gaze fell on the shadow at Lou Yangzi's feet, and he quickly withdrew his gaze.
Forget it.
Everyone has their own secrets.
The era of ghost control was in the past.
Since Sixi brought him back, he must not be a villain of great evil.
...
...
The three-day holiday passed quickly.
However, the Seven-Colored Egg was still in slumber.
Jiang Lin had to take the machine ball back to the underworld and leave the Seven-Colored Egg in Lou Yangzi's care.
However, before leaving the small world,
Jiang Lin suddenly asked Lou Yangzi, "Do you want to go out and see?"
Do you want to go out and see the outside world?
The world of tall buildings, cars, planes, and mobile phones?
Lou Yangzi was stunned, his expression momentarily lost in thought.
After a while, he smiled and shook his head, "Life in here is quite good, it's enough."
From what Jiang Lin had said earlier, the human world now was not a place where ghosts and spirits could roam freely.
Even if it were prosperous, what did it have to do with him?
In this small world, there were a few acres of fertile land and a few houses.
There were also spirits for company.
It was very good.
"However..."
Lou Yangzi glanced at the little spirits hiding nearby, eavesdropping with anxious expressions, thinking they were undiscovered, and said with a smile, "However, if you have time, you can bring those little guys some interesting toys or storybooks."
"I think they would be very happy."
"Alright."
Jiang Lin nodded slightly and said no more.
He turned and, with the machine ball, flew out of this small world that resembled a paradise.
Behind them, the opening, wide enough for two people to pass, slowly closed.
Until it disappeared into the air without a trace.
The best of times can also be the worst of times.
This is history's warning.
For some people, a peaceful life is enough.
...
At that time, Jiang Lin did not expect.
The Seven-Colored Egg slept for two years.
...