"Hey, boy, wake up, wake up."

I don't know how long it took, until a hurried call sounded in his ears, and Lin Yuquan woke up.

The first thing that caught my eye was the old man who was half-squatting and wearing a Tai Chi exercise uniform, and then looked around, the previous shocking and inexplicable picture had disappeared, replaced by the clear lake, the green willow trees, and the messy glass fragments scattered on the ground in the open space not far in front of him.

Seeing such a situation, Lin Yuquan suddenly felt depressed, as if he had lost his most beloved baby, and his heart was empty.

"It's good to wake up, how did you sleep here last night, the weather is so cold, the ground is so wet, it's easy to get sick."

The kind voice sounded in his ears again, Lin Yuquan couldn't help but blush, because he was still thinking about last night's dream, he actually forgot the old man next to him, seeing that the old man got up and walked in the direction of the glass shards after speaking, he quickly stood up: "Uncle, don't bother you, I'll clean up by myself." ”

"It's okay, young man, you should be out of love, want to open some, the relationship is reluctantly not coming, what is yours is yours, what should come will always come, if you don't have fate with her, no matter how hard you ask, you won't get happiness in the end, so you can't make it like this for her!" The old man turned around and smiled at Lin Yuquan, his footsteps did not stop, and he talked as he walked.

Lin Yuquan felt a little embarrassed in his heart when the old man saw through the broken love, smiled curtly, didn't speak, rushed to the glass shards first, squatted down, cleaned up quickly, and then said to the old man who walked to the side: "Uncle, I'll just come by myself." ”

The smile on the old man's face became more and more kind, he looked left and right, came to the willow tree next to Lin Yuquan before, bent down to pick up the plastic bag, and then turned around and walked to Lin Yuquan, and handed the plastic bag in his hand to Lin Yuquan: "Young man, are you a student of Kyoto Film Academy?" ”

"No, my name is Lin Yuquan, and I am a junior majoring in film and television at Kyoto Normal University." Lin Yuquan shook his head, and put the glass fragments into the plastic bag without slowing down the movements of his hands.

"Oh, that's it!" A different color flashed in the depths of the old man's eyes: "By the way, the weather is so cold, drunk and slept in the open for a night, do you have a headache or uncomfortable place now?" ”

"Nope!" Lin Yuquan smiled, and then his hand stopped, feeling extremely surprised, he hadn't realized it before, after the old man's words, he found that he didn't have the slightest dull headache and weakness after a hangover in the past, and even slept outside the open air all night, there was nothing uncomfortable on his body, but now he was more energetic than when he usually got up in the morning.

This is obviously not normal, but why exactly?

Lin Yuquan frowned, inexplicably thinking of the strange dream that appeared last night, as well as the shocking scenes that flashed in his mind, it seemed that except for this incident, no other strange things had happened to him.

It's still unclear why this is happening, but it's the most plausible explanation.

And at this moment, a burst of unprecedented pain suddenly came from the depths of his mind, Lin Yuquan wailed, only to feel a splitting headache, in his mind, scenes flashed inexplicably, frantically pouring in, and the rapid transformation did not stop. There is a faint familiar picture in it, and it is the scene I saw in my dream last night. The difference is that it is no longer just a simple picture, but also accompanied by various sounds and dialogues, and it is clear that the scene is more complete than last night, and the picture has become more exciting because of it.

But at the moment, Lin Yuquan didn't know this, he gritted his teeth, clenched his fist tightly, and tried his best to endure the waves of pain, oh my God, how could it be so painful, it was completely different from last night's situation, and this pain that should be swelling pain to be accurate became more and more intense, just when he doubted whether he could hold on, the pictures and sounds in his mind and the intense pain suddenly dissipated again, as if it had never appeared.

If it weren't for the deep memory of the previous swelling pain, Lin Yuquan would really think that he had another dream similar to last night? But this was obviously not a dream, thinking of the pictures that appeared in his mind last night and the previous two times, he was both puzzled and excited, he knew that the answer to Yiqiē was hidden in the picture that appeared in his mind, and there was a strange feeling in the dark, as if as long as he calmed down and watched carefully, he could solve the mystery.

Although he couldn't wait to know the answer, it was obviously not the right time, and the anxious shout from the old man in his ears made him have to dispel the idea of verifying it immediately.

"What's wrong with you, young man, hold on, I'll call the doctor right away."

Hearing the old man's words, Lin Yuquan's face suddenly changed, even if he knew little about medical knowledge, he knew that the strange situation before was obviously not a symptom of any disease, how could he explain it to the doctor, I am afraid that others still think that he is not mentally normal! What's more, he almost instinctively didn't want anyone to know this secret, so he hurriedly shouted: "Ah, uncle, don't call, I'm fine, maybe I drank too much last night and suffered from some cold, so my head hurt a little just now, but now it's much better." ”

"It's okay." The old man took a long breath, looked at the glass fragments that had been almost cleaned up on the ground, and said seriously: "This kind of thing is lovelorn, many people will encounter it, you are still young, don't give yourself a hard time, toss your body in vain, wait for you to go to the hospital to prescribe some medicine, a cold is a big or small disease, don't be careless." ”

"Yes, yes." Lin Yuquan's scalp was numb, and he didn't know what to say, so he reluctantly talked to the old man, he quickly put the remaining glass fragments into a plastic bag, and under the old man's kind nagging, he ran away as if he was deserted.

It wasn't until he was far away from the lake that Lin Yuquan breathed a sigh of relief, perhaps because his parents were teachers, what he was most afraid of since he was a teacher was the teacher-like teachings, and just now this kind old man gave him the feeling that this was like this, although it was a consolation, but it sounded no different from preaching, and it was endless, and the strength of preaching was even better than Professor Lu of Kyoto Normal University, who he thought was quite terrible.

It's terrible, is he a teacher? Lin Yuquan, who was sensitive to the identity of the teacher, subconsciously thought that if this was the case, the students studying under him would be really miserable.

Lin Yuquan smiled, then shook his head and shook off this terrible thought, secretly scolding himself in his heart for not knowing the hearts of good people, others just cared about him, and he still thought about others like this, and he was a little unkind.

Looking left and right, the various facilities near the Kyoto Film Academy are quite perfect, there are many benches on the side of the road, Lin Yuquan is not in a hurry to go back to school, and goes straight to the nearest bench, his mood has become extremely irritable because of the breakup, and now there are inexplicable pictures in his mind, if he doesn't figure out what these pictures are about, his mood will only be more impatient.

As soon as Lin Yuquan sat down, he began to verify his thoughts, and sure enough, just like what he had faintly noticed before, with his meditation, under his conscious imagination, naturally, the picture in the dream reappeared, but this time there was no more pain and forced influx just now, as well as uncontrollable zhì, as if it was stored

Under his control, the images are no longer messy, interspersed with sounds and dialogues, along the time axis, starting from a child's memory, playing in his mind at a high speed that is difficult to distinguish in the eyes of ordinary people

"Boom".

In the distant sky of the earth, a black shadow suddenly appeared, accompanied by the shaking of the earth and the mountains, the black shadow quickly diffused like a tide, it was actually black pressure, as if millions of black iron horses galloped quickly, even if it was just in the picture in his mind, the cold death breath that came to his face was still overwhelming.

Immediately, the picture turned, and on the opposite side of the black iron cavalry charge, there were millions of red iron cavalry, arranged neatly and in formation, during which flags flew one after another, swords and guns stood in a forest, and the murderous spirit was soaring. Seeing that the black iron cavalry was getting closer and closer, the general, dressed in blood-colored armor, waved his right hand firmly and powerfully, and millions of red iron cavalry suddenly seemed to be like an unstoppable blood-colored torrent, fearlessly facing the sweeping black tide.

It was as if two torrents of steel collided and met, sparks flew everywhere, bones shattered, and broken arms flew sideways.

Immediately after that, the picture turned again, a huge peak of thousands of zhang high, hundreds of square kilometers in circumference rose from the ground, on which there were many towers, palaces were like clouds, each of them was exquisite and abnormal, rare in the world. On the giant peak, there are flying swords in the air, magic weapons flying, fairies flying, and countless rare birds and beasts, making the whole giant peak like a fairyland.

Suddenly, a black cloud appeared like lightning outside the giant peak, the middle-aged man in black standing on it smiled coldly, a giant sword was bullish in the wind, and in a blink of an eye, it was as huge as a small mountain, with the momentum of destroying the world and destroying the earth, as if cutting tofu, blocking the waist and cutting off the giant peak, and the light of its sword body flowed, and at the same time, thousands of sword qi shot out, and the giant peak was shattered in an instant, and all the vitality was destroyed

Time passed, countless thrilling scenes circulated in his mind, but Lin Yuquan, who was sitting on the bench, did not have the blood boiling last night at all, he looked at it blankly, and his face revealed an unbelievable shock. Although he had already known the extraordinary nature of the dream picture from last night and the previous two strange encounters, he never thought that the pictures and sounds in his mind were actually from the memories of another person, and this person was actually a cultivator from the Xianxia world.

But how is this possible, how is it possible, Lin Yuquan's heart shook violently, he lived in the modern scientific world, and he really couldn't believe that such a thing happened to him.

But how could that shocking scene, that immersive and realistic feeling, that huge and breathtaking mythological world, be constructed by casual dreams.

The thoughts in his mind were flying, constantly shocking and shaking his mind, but he had to believe that this qiē was true.

Yes, a qiē is true.

He, Lin Yuquan, inexplicably possessed the memories of others, the memories of a cultivator.