Pique regains his memory!

To be precise, he only regained a small amount of memory.

To be more precise, he just saw a fragment in his mind.

It was like a picture, constantly projecting in his mind for a whole night.

It was early in the morning, and he felt his head a little cloudy.

From time to time, because of the return of bits and pieces of memory, but because he didn't sleep all night.

Anyone who chops an axe all night without sleeping will feel his head swell.

Not only Pique, but Ryder's head was also dizzy.

Their crazy behavior originated from the pain in their hearts. Because of the familiarity in his heart, Pique activated a certain fragment in his mind by the action of chopping wood, which made the pain of his amnesia disappear for a while. Ryder, on the other hand, turned all his irritability and guilt into strength because of the irritability and guilt in his heart, which made him consume all the strength in his body, and then he had no strength to think about troubles.

Again, life still has to go on. After venting, Ryder just wanted to lie on the ground and sleep, but he knew that this was not the time to sleep, so he pushed open the heavy closed wooden door, and he walked into the courtyard and came to the low stone house.

The old man was still asleep, snoring lightly, holding a white paper in his hand.

It is a universal canon, and each family prepares at least one universal canon. Ryder looked at the universal canon on the bedside, on the table, on the windowsill, and he gradually guessed where his grandfather had been these days—the church.

My grandfather, who had maintained a dispensable attitude towards religion, became so obsessed with it when he was old.

Ryder is a believer in the god of light, and since discovering the secret of another soul in Pique's body, he has begun to believe in the god of light, and while praying for the safety of his family, he will finally make an additional request to the god of light: contact Pique's pain.

Is Peake in pain? He doesn't know now. At this moment, his heart was completely confused, and he was still thinking about the image in his mind, even if Ryder had spoken to him before he walked out, he didn't make any response.

"Why?" he muttered, "why did you cut wood in that little yard for a month?"

Last night, he cut wood all night, and all he remembered in his mind were the images of chopping wood. Cutting wood from the workshop, from the yard of the lumberyard, to the woodyard, to the woods, and the little yard. The hunter who only appears in the dark...... What's his name?

When he thought of this, he had a sudden headache. Immediately stopped the thought of galloping, and his attention returned to the real world.

He wanted to sleep just as Ryder thought when he stopped moving. So, he just lay down straight.

Without any surprise, he came to the white mist.

Gold coins, hundreds of boxes of gold coins, this is a dream, he knows. Because for the last two weeks, he has been dreaming like this, at first he felt new and excited, and after a few times, he no longer felt it. Just sit there in a daze, waiting to wake up.

It is worth mentioning that Pique also found a person, a sleeping person, in this white fog.

Pique didn't know him and tried to wake him up.

But in the end, it all failed.

He also thought about stepping out of this clearing and into the void white mist, but when he really walked out, he suddenly felt a complete sense of fear. His inner defense mechanism was warning him: Don't go out! Don't go out!

The voice kept echoing inside him, as if everything in reality would change as soon as he walked into the white mist.

Faced with the White Mist Dream, he thought of two guesses:

First, there was no doubt that this was a dream, but what made him wonder was why he had the same dream every day? So he guessed that this dream was related to his lost memory, he was thinking, maybe he could get back the lost memory by walking into the white mist, but at the same time his heart was also afraid, as if as long as he found the memory, he also found the pain, there was always an inexplicable force to stop it in the dark, and told him silently: Don't look for it, so be it, so there is no trouble...... What's the trouble of retrieving his memory? Of course he didn't know. If Zhu Tian is here, he will definitely say, what troubles you is me, retrieving your memory is equivalent to finding the Tower of the Dead, finding the Tower of the Dead, you are equivalent to finding me, if you have not recovered your memory, then this body will always belong to you. Of course, Pique had no way of knowing.

For the White Mist Dream, his second guess came from the real world. In the real world, he was destitute, and he would sit alone in the woods all day, and he would spend the night staring at the boars and sows in the pigsty. Everything is unknown, everything is fearful. So in order to escape the unknown and fear of the real world, his mind created the world of white fog by himself. In this white fog world, he can be alone in peace.

In short, there is one thing that I don't understand, that is, why every time I enter the White Mist World, I encounter this sleeping person. Maybe wake him up and all the secrets will be solved.

In the white mist, Peake came to him. His eyes were closed, and according to Pique's aesthetics, he felt that this person was not ordinarily handsome. He was wearing a very strange dress, very retro, very solemn. Like a man who came out of a book, there was a quaint black cane next to him.

Peake picked up the noble cane and tried to knock him awake with all his might, but hesitated to think about it. Pique had tried before, but no matter how he shook and knocked the other party, he didn't react at all. He didn't dare to push too hard, otherwise what would he do if he was knocked to death.

So, today's wake-up mission failed again, and Peake sat next to him and pondered again for a while.

Contemplation was what he did the most in the White Mist Dream, where he used to think about how to escape the enslavement of those two Chiya, once...... More often than not, he's in a daze.

Yes, my head is empty, how can I think about it so much.

But at this time, what is different from the past is that there are already many images in his mind: chopping wood with Ryder when he was a child, this picture is easy to understand, it is his childhood life, so why did he appear in that small courtyard...... The question comes back to here, the picture in that small courtyard is very clear, he is cutting an extremely hard wood, the hardness is even comparable to steel, only find the grain on the wood, according to a certain skill can be cut, these are not important, the important thing is why he appeared in that small courtyard......

......

......

Old Pastor Theon's eyes were covered with a white cloth and he held a white paper in his hand. Opposite him was an old man of about sixty years of age, with white hair, a white beard, and a gray metal spear inlaid with a white crystal on it, who stood in the shadows of the room, not letting any shred of sunlight shine on him.

Old Priest Theon knew that what looked like a short spear was not an actual spear, but a scepter, a scepter that symbolized status. "It was supposed to be over, and you saved him alive. "Of course you have the ability to change the pattern of the entire continent, but can you imagine how many people will die once the pattern of the continent changes?" ”

There was silence for a few seconds, and the man whispered, "Theon, I thought you understood." ”

"I see," said the old priest Theon, "what do I understand?"

"All this I have done, on this continent, you are the only one who is closest to me. I thought it was ...... You understand me. ”

"Teacher, forgive me for being dull. ”

"Hehe," the man in the shadows sneered, and the sunlight shone in from outside the house, taking a step in front of his feet, "I won't tell you what I'm doing, you don't understand now, and you will understand in the future." Don't you want me to save Pique?"

"I want you to save Pique, but I don't want you to save the Chaos in him at the same time. You should have seen the power of Chaos. He has just awakened the light of faith, if in another two years, his strength is increasing several times, the entire continent will tremble for him, a person should not master such power. ”

"Two years, no, not for now, don't worry, I'll let you live a few more years," said the man in the shadows, "I erase his memory, and for at least five years he won't find out that he still has the power of the light of faith in his body." ”

Silence, silence for a long time.

At last, it was the old priest Theon who spoke, "Teacher," and as soon as he spoke, he hesitated again, and at last, as if he had made up his mind, he asked what he had been wanting to ask, "Teacher, have you really betrayed the God of Light?"

"God of Light?" the man in the shadows muttered, and after three seconds he said, "Fool, what god is there in this world? All gods are the power of the continent: a tree has lived for two thousand years, and it speaks, and all the trees begin to worship him, and it becomes a tree god, and an ant has lived for two thousand years, and one day it suddenly grows wings, and all the ants look at it rising into the air, and they all bow their heads, and then it becomes the god of ants. Elves, Dwarves...... This is true of all human beings. They became gods, and they have lived for so many years...... Now, too, it's time for their deadline. ”

"I don't understand. Old Pastor Theon said.

"Well, how many years have you lived, how can you understand?" said the man in the shadows, "and when you really live long enough, you will discover something, something terrible. ”

I've lived a hundred years, isn't that enough?" said old Reverend Theon to himself.

The Man in the Shadows continued: "You will find that there is a crisis around you all the time, and you will find that you could die at any time. There is a thunderclap in the sky, and you will be afraid that it was born for you, and when the earthquake cracks the earth, you will be afraid that it is a miracle that the God of Light has done to kill you. Isn't that terrifying?"

Calm and calm as old Pastor Theon, he couldn't help but show a shocked expression at this time, "Teacher," he was in his heart, and he muttered for a long time before he calmed down, and then said the conjecture, "You mean...... Does the God of Light want to kill you?" he retorted to himself as soon as he finished speaking, "Impossible!

"Hehehe," another sneer, and the man in the shadows sighed before he said calmly, "What's impossible, a talking tree gets the respect of all the trees and becomes a tree god, and then what happens?" his tone began to become full of charm, "Then that tree will kill all trees that have the potential to become tree gods, so that he can enjoy all the love!"

The old priest was silent, and the man in the shadows continued:

"If a flying ant has seen all the beautiful scenery in the sky, what will it think? Of course, it wants to possess all the beautiful scenery in the sky! If there are enough flying ants, and there are so many that it is overwhelming, where will it be in the mood to see the scenery?"

The old priest was silent.

"So it is with the god of light!" said the man in the shadows word for word, "So, Theon, do you understand? God...... It's also selfish!"