Chapter Twelve: The Blue Cave Leads to the Ghost of the Yellow Springs (1)
There was chaos, as if the body was not his own, and even his thoughts were fluttering and hazy and unpredictable. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
The feeling of dΓ©jΓ vu is completely indistinguishable from the top and bottom, left and right, and nothing appears in sight as far as the eye can see.
"This is? β¦β
The boy slowly opened his eyes, and he clenched his fists slightly, as if he was more awake. He looked around and found himself suspended in an endless space-time where red clouds were rolling. It's obviously an unfamiliar scene, but for some reason, it makes him feel quite nostalgic. It seems that in this world, something is waiting for him.
"Why am I here...?" The young man frowned, "Shouldn't I be preparing to set off with Baili and Senior Brother to the Great Blue Cave..."
He was a little depressed, wandering in the red clouds and mist as far as he could see, as if a hundred years had passed, and as if only a quarter of an hour had passed. It's a terrible feeling! It seems that the sound of more leaky water droplets is infinitely extended, and it is like crossing the long river of time, and it is only one step to complete the life of others.
He became more and more depressed, and gradually, he forgot about the people in his mind who were connected to his life. Yun Wan, Baili Yan, Shen Lan, Wind and Rain, Nangong Ming Extinguished... The impression of these names in the boy's mind became fainter and fainter, and their voices and appearances became more and more blurred, and in the end, they couldn't remember anything at all.
"I... Who am I? β
Two beads suddenly appeared in his eyes, and even though he looked up, tears still slid down the young man's cheeks to his cheeks. "What's going on... Is this feeling of longing for someone I am missing? β
"But I don't even know who I am, why am I here? Where is this again? β
The young man's eyes were out of focus, and he suddenly felt cold all over his body, and he couldn't help curling up, burying his face between his arms and knees, like a fetus in his mother's womb. He maintained this position, wandering in a treacherous space with only cloud waves.
"What the hell is this longing?" It's like a hook in his heart, no matter how long he floats, no matter how the world changes without even gravity, the sense of loss that he can't see is lingering. It's so annoying, it's so heavy, it's overwhelming.
"Who the hell is it? Or am I actually scared? β
The boy suddenly raised his head, "Is anyone missing me?" Or am I missing someone? He stretched out his finger and tapped lightly in the red cloud in the distance.
In an instant, the heavens and the earth roared, and all the clouds and mist converged into a whirlpool tornado that enveloped the heavens and the earth in the blink of an eye.
The earth-shattering and peerless apocalyptic scene, but the boy couldn't hear any of the sounds that burst out of this scene, and in his world feeling, this crazy scene was reflected in his mind, but he didn't feel terrible at all, because he found... This tornado that can collapse space is actually because of his lightness.
"This isβ" He took a deep breath and clenched his palm into a fist. As a result, the tornado that tore apart the heavens and the earth dissipated, turned into mountains, turned into rivers, and turned into red dust for hundreds of generations.
Immediately afterward, the feeling of longing became even stronger.
"Is anyone calling me? Who is it? Why don't I create it? Who am I missing? Can you create it too? β
The boy stood up and stood in the void, his thoughts directing the movement of his limbs, and the red cloud and mist were pinched into a human form, and the clarity became clearer and more perfect.
It was a peerless girl with half a minute of sunset and lilac in her white dress. The girl smiled at him, and although it only existed for a moment, the young man's heartstrings shook, and he wanted to open his mouth to call the girl's name, but he couldn't make a sound. He found that the name in the depths of his memory still hadn't broken through the shackles, and was still hidden in it. He still didn't know who he was.
A second girl appeared, and he reached out to grab her, but only grabbed a red cloud in the palm of his hand. "Hundred..."
Hundred?
"Senior brother? β¦β
Who is Senior Brother... Shen, Shen... Shen Lan...?
That's right, that's the name, Shen Lan! Also, there's Xiaowan!
The boy laughed, you're back! I remember! He sang and danced with great joy, but after a while, he suddenly wilted, "What's the matter, why is there still an indescribable feeling pressing in my heart?"
He looked around suspiciously, and at this moment, the originally empty space had turned into a home paradise for thousands of living beings under his thoughts. He seemed to be the god of this sky, with every step, the seasons changed, sometimes it was the sea of golden spikes, sometimes it was the snow and the sky, and the sound of joy and sorrow all came into his ears, as if he could give blessings as long as he wanted, it was the power of a supreme god.
He smiled bitterly, even so, why is there always a faint sense of absence?
Where the hell is this? What's missing?
What has been overlooked in his less than twenty years of life? Are there any people you've seen that are still hidden in your mind? Is there anything you've been to that you've forgotten? Whether it is from the beginning of the memory of the Sanqing Dynasty to the Xuanyuan or later walking the rivers and lakes of what I saw and heard, I don't know why, each one is clear and clear, just like life is painted into a picture scroll written into a book neatly listed, as long as you look through them one by one, you can find out what happened at what time and without leaving anything behind.
But... It's just that there is a sense of disobedience, and there is a longing that doesn't come from nowhere. This kind of longing passes through time and space, through the interface, and must be a very important person. Why can't I remember? What is the overlook?
The boy gritted his teeth and continued to remember, and his body suddenly shook. One year because he offended the forces of the rivers and lakes was hunted down, he fell asleep in a rainy night, and seemed to have encountered something in the dream, but the dream was extremely hazy, if he didn't recall it now, he couldn't remember the existence of the dream at all.
It's like sorghum, it's like Nanke...
Nanke...
His pupils suddenly constricted, as if he had heard the name somewhere? His brows furrowed into Sichuan characters, and he suddenly found that in his life, he had left a sense of separation from the world several times. For the last time, he and Yun Wan relied on each other in the cave, thinking that they would definitely die, but miraculously survived. Then... It seems that there is also a dream, and it is clearer and more detailed than ever.
"Is this it?" The boy's heart was pounding, and he forgot to eat and sleep, trying by all means to find out what had happened that night. I don't know how many years have passed, but when he finally entered the dream of the night of the boy's cave, he was stunned.
A dream within a dream? Moreover... That space was exactly the same as the space the boy was in now.
That young man was like a natural supreme body with divine light, stepping on the eight desolations, pointing to the heavens and the earth, and ordering all living beings to obey his orders, and the laws of the interface were under his control. Immediately afterwards, mountains, rivers, and human species appeared. The last thing to appear was a strange man dressed in black.
"Whoaββ!
At this moment, the dream in the dream shattered into countless fast mirrors, and the tears in the corners of the young man's eyes could not be stopped. He was stunned for a long time, maybe 10 million years, and suddenly muttered: "Yin... Yin seniors? β
When these three words were spat out, the boy trembled violently.
The heaviness in the young man's heart disappeared.
"Yin senior... Yin seniors! He suddenly shouted loudly: "Yin senior! Yun Hua is back! I don't know why, he couldn't help crying, "I'm back...", he choked up and couldn't pronounce it correctly, "Hongmeng Realm Nanke Floating Dream Realm, I'm back." β
As soon as the words fell, the sky was dark, and Yun Jing looked up to see that the black robe covering the sky covered everything as far as the eye could see, and then, the familiar and unfamiliar male voice sounded, and said slowly: "You actually remember me." β
Yun Jing couldn't help but laugh and said, "I remembered!" I forgot such an important thing! β
In the young man's pupils, the black robe shrank into a man in black clothes. He was thousands of miles away, and it seemed like he was close at hand, and he had tears in his eyes, and then smiled gently. "Good boy, good boy."
"Who the hell are you?" Yun Jing's eyelids jumped a few times, "Why... Why is there such a strange feeling..."
The black-robed man pursed his lips, just wanted to speak and then paused in his mouth, and then said for a long time: "One day you will know." He stood with his hands on his hands, and he no longer had the same uninhibited attitude as when they first met. He suddenly moved to Yun Jing's side, his palm resting on the young man's shoulder.
"Cloud boy, your second tribulation is coming."
"What?!" Yun Hua was taken aback, "Youβhow did you know about the Heavenly Tribulation... You're not from the wilderness. β
The black-robed man laughed and said, "If I tell you, you can't be angry with me. β
"You say, I'll weigh it."
"Okay." The black-robed man bowed slightly, "Actually, you will encounter a heavenly tribulation, which was caused by me." β
Yun Wan trembled and was shocked and angry, how many sins that heavenly calamity had caused him and Yun Wan to suffer, but he didn't expect it to be calculated. But when I thought about it, when I was seriously injured and dying, if it weren't for the black-robed man in front of me, I would have died in the cave a long time ago, and the kind of longing that crossed time and space and affected my whole body was extremely warm, like... Feeling at home?
The boy looked up at the man who was half a head taller than him, "Is there any reason you have to do this?" β
The black-robed man had a smile in his eyes, "It's worthy of her son, if it were someone else, it would probably be scolding me." β
"You know my parents?" The boy shook his head, "Well, you won't tell me anyway, will you?" β
"You'll find out someday. Because you are destined. β
"Me? β¦ I can't do anything, I'm just a normal person. β
"Do you know why I'm going to do anything to you?"
"I don't know."
"Only in this way can you grow..."
"Do I have to be struck by lightning to grow up?" Yun Hua didn't have a good airway. Having said that, he didn't know why, but he didn't have anything to worry about in front of the black-robed man. It's like the trust that was inexplicably born in my heart at the beginning, obviously someone I haven't met many times, but I seem to have known each other for many years.
The black-robed man laughed and said, "If I tell you that your body isolated from the aura is not innate, but artificial, how do you feel?" β