- "It seems that many things have a cause and effect, which may not be visible for the time being when you are in a local area, but when you look at it, it is still the same truth." Shi Yi spoke softly, and when he said this, he paused slightly, and looked into the distance, watching the number of people burning money and sweeping tombs in the wild cemetery gradually increased, and the smoke became thicker.

I don't know if these incinerated money can go with the smoke and really become a currency that can be used in the underworld?

In the past, Shi Yi felt that this statement was pure fantasy, and it was still a very boring fantasy, he only admitted that after the paper was burned, it would turn into ashes, or the worst potash fertilizer, but it was the large area of forest that was burned every year because of the Qingming tomb sweeping and lighting candles and burning paper, which was the most obvious loss of economic materials.

Fortunately, a certain consciousness in the tomb sweeping culture, for some reason, is quite deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in today's era when science is very outdated.

It may be because the people in this era do not have more ways to make a living than the people of the era in which he once lived, and mainly rely on the natural environment of the mountains and forests to store water and cultivate the living conditions, so that people are more dependent on and consciously protect the largest natural facilities such as forests.

Of course, this kind of advanced thinking may still be advocated by someone in the world, so it will be fully involved in the laws of this era, not only ordinary people have this kind of consciousness, Kyoto Prefecture has also trained a group of officers and soldiers, and even the natural lightning and forest fires, the government has sent people to put out the fire in time.

But if there are really advanced ideas from another world, or to be more precise, the future world, to participate in the construction of the current world in advance across time, is it really no problem? Won't it be quietly erased by the inherent course of history?

Because something happened to me. This made Shi Yi often can't help but start thinking about some questions. If these questions were left on him in the past, he would definitely feel ridiculous, belonging to the kind of dreamy images that only girls love to imagine.

But now, Shi Yi can be sure that when he opened his eyes three years ago, he was not still in a dream, but indeed living in reality, but in another real world.

Although there are many problems in this world, it is not as good as the world in which I used to live, and the main cause of the problems lies in two words: backwardness.

But at least I'm still alive. There are also five senses and action. You can also make friends and do what you love.

If you were still in the same world, you should be dead, right?

No matter how advanced the medical science in that world is, it should not be able to save the serious injury of the brain stem from being penetrated by lead bullets......

"Paralysis. The last breath of air I breathed in my previous life. I also had to pay for the pain of being pierced by two bullets in my head. That head should be more ugly than a broken watermelon, but fortunately, this pair of flesh and bones in this life is not bad, and it will grow for a few more years. It's no worse than in the previous life. ”

Shi Yi, who was muttering to himself, couldn't help but raise his hand and touch the back of his head, and secretly thought: It's better to be alive, no matter how much money is in front of me in the future, I won't do that kind of thing again. Making money with your life is not called making money, right! There is no point in earning the reward that is not spent.

It's just that in his previous life, his job search resume was really too weak, and he didn't treat retired special forces as talents...... Fortunately, he died in his previous life, although his mental memory is still there, and he is still a little frightened in retrospect, but he did not hold a disability certificate to continue to live in his previous life and rely on welfare payments, which is already a blessing in misfortune.

But how did you get here?

If there is a god who controls this qiē, then what is the reason for coming here, or the obligation, of oneself?

Will I be sent back if I don't do it within the allotted time? Or is it a violation of the rules of the game, and it will be erased from time and space without a reason and no buffer period?

Alas...... In my previous life, I listened to those IT maniacs who dressed like neurotics, predicting that in 2202, the holographic game warehouse would technically be able to achieve the ability to search for brainwaves to participate in the registration of game accounts, and 90% of human beings would be immortal in the virtual world.

Although the world in which he lived in his previous life, medical technology has reached the point where it can search for memory fragments from vegetative brain cells, decipher many forged suicide notes by this means, and provide many silent evidence to the police, but after 47 years, can this technology really evolve to the level that those IT maniacs say?

If he hadn't died, he might have been able to see that even in an environment where humans have to inhale industrial oxygen for two hours a day to breathe normally for a day, it shouldn't be difficult for him to live to be seventy or eighty years old with his physique honed by special forces training in his previous life.

That's it, that's it, although many things in this era are very backward, such as a common cold and fever, a problem that can be solved by a pill in a previous life, is likely to kill people in this era, but this era does not need to inhale industrial oxygen every day, and if you don't get sick, you need to take amino acid pills every day, and there are no perverted firearms that can implode after hitting people in this era...... It's already pretty good.

It's just that this qiē is really real, not a re-enactment? But why can't I find the slightest physical evidence that can confirm the existence of this era?

Or is this era parallel to the era in which I live, so the history in the textbooks cannot be used and attached to the present world?

But if you do something that violates the rules of time and space in such an era, will you be ruthlessly erased? Although this time and space may have nothing to do with the future life in which you live, there must still be a future life that is derived from this life, because the backwardness of the society and culture of this world is too inconsistent with the development process of human civilization.

As long as there is industry that helps the scientific process, the science that I was exposed to in my previous life will definitely be reproduced, and it is only a matter of time difference.

If the subsequent development results of the present world have been formed, then with one's own strength, even if it strangely transcends the time layer, it is impossible to change the historical antecedents, and it is likely that when you try to do so, you will be erased by the power of the historical process of self-preservation.

If you want not to break the rules, you must first understand the order of the rules. But what is the course of history in this world? It doesn't seem to have much to do with the history I learned in my previous life.

Except that most of the lines and words are the same, the names of the objects are roughly the same, and some of the institutional titles are also roughly the same - but these are all laws that must be found in the society constituted by human beings, just as cigarettes in the past life can travel to every corner of the earth, and every country has a government department - but the origin of this era, the change of dynasties, and even the ancient myths are different from what I learned in my previous life.

Even in the geographical territory of the activities of this era, there are some places that are different from the previous life.

In addition to the sun and moon overhead, the soil that can be planted under your feet, and the ocean to the east can clearly confirm that you still live on Earth.

Shi Yi looked up at the sky. He looked at the grave in front of him again. Stunned, he said again: "Mr. Lin, are you really dead?" ”

This question was also asked by Mo Ye in his heart more than once in the way of sitting in front of the grave. It's just that when Mo Ye asked this question. The cause tends to be more of an expression of feelings. Grief is predominant. and mixed with some disbelief. And Shi Yi asked, the starting point was one of his assumptions.

The foundation of the Lin family's old mansion was burned to a ruin, and Shi Yi secretly went to see it. Although he could no longer imagine the full picture of the original levels in the house, these mechanisms were built on the ground, and some of the graphic science contained in them did not seem to resemble the rules of architecture in the world.

Because Shi Yi's architecture in his previous life was only a little scratchy, he couldn't completely determine whether Lin Shan was from the same place as him.

However, until he found the sword, the soft sword embedded in the belt that Lin Shan would never take off, his concept changed a little, and an idea that he was about to give up was picked up by him again.

The hilt of the sword had been burned, but the body had not melted, but it had been soaked with some of the iron of this era, and after cooling, it was welded with a few stones. If Shi Yi hadn't recognized the small section of the sword exposed, the scale letters revealed, maybe he would have ignored such a thing like the officers and soldiers of Kyoto Prefecture who were doing aftermath work on the foundation of the Lin family's old mansion back then.

In Shi Yi's eyes, Lin Shan's sword can no longer be called a sword, but a drawing ruler.

When Shi Yi quietly pried away the iron block connected to the stone, spent a lot of money, found an iron shop to melt it, and was able to take out the "sword", the iron shop owner was also greatly relieved. Because he also thought that it was a ruler, not a murder weapon, so he helped Shi Yi melt this piece of iron, which was not considered a violation of today's law.

Shi Yi can easily see this ruler in his previous life, it is a common item for architects, there are lighter quality of silicified plastic material, as well as steel plate material specially used for field surveys, Lin Shan's ruler belongs to the latter, and with this quality, even in the previous life, it is also a genuine double material of the best steel.

In the past, when Shi Yi had not yet retired, in the process of field survival training, he and several comrades-in-arms used this kind of steel ruler as both a measuring tool and a barbecue stick, and the double steel was tough, stainless steel, and did not conduct heat -- the key is that it was definitely not a product of the era in which he was reborn after death.

It's just that I don't know what utensils Lin Shan used, so he actually opened a sharp edge for this steel ruler.

You know, in the previous life, if you wanted to write on glass without damaging the glass, you had to use synthetic diamond, that is, artificial diamonds, at worst, and in this era, to open this double steel, the incision is still so neat, and the tools used are probably not simple.

All kinds of examples vaguely point Lin Shan's life experience to another time and space. Perhaps many people in the world thought that Lin Shan was a genius, but in Shi Yi's thinking environment, this was more like the result of a person moving the science of later generations.

So he was not accommodated by the order of this space-time, so he was erased without leaving a trace?

But his ruler is still there! Why hasn't it been erased together?

Shi Yi spit out the thatch in his mouth, slowly stood up from the ground, patted the grass clippings on the hem of his clothes, looked at the grassy grave again, and suddenly let out a long sigh.

"Before you know it, you've been dead for three years." Shi Yi lowered his eyes, and finally there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

However, at this time, if there is still a person standing next to him who knows his thoughts, after listening to the half of what he said later, it must not be difficult to deduce that his sadness is still not because he regrets Lin Shan's death, but because he is sad for himself, and he has missed the opportunity to have a dialogue with his fellow "fellow countrymen" that he may only have once.

"If you're still alive, can you answer my question? Maybe you can't, otherwise how could you step on the inviolable laws of this time and space and be erased? After saying this, Shi Yi suddenly remembered the small bottle that Mo Ye had buried in the tomb.

He had heard Mo Ye say that Lin Shan cherished that little bottle very much during his lifetime. Whenever he was pondering, he would take out the small bottle and rub it in the palm of his hand. Or when he has free time, he will take out the bottle and stroke it carefully, and soon fall into deep thought.

He also heard Mo Ye say that the bottle had two layers, inside and outside, and the mouth of the bottle was closed, which seemed to be a welding technique - wasn't that a one-time formed vacuum glass bottle?

What's the mystery in that bottle?

Shi Yi suddenly felt a hint of the urge to dig a grave - anyway, this is not a real grave, and if it is dug, it will not offend anyone, oh no, it is a ghost who may have zài.

But he quickly gave up this idea again, because he pondered for a moment, what was sealed with this kind of utensils and this method was probably medicine! Then even if he took it out now, it wouldn't be of much use. It's better to let it continue to keep the zài grave, and when you have any serious illness in the future, you can take it out for emergency relief.

Just when several thoughts floated through Shi Yi's mind, gradually thinking of this grave exhumation, and unconsciously standing at the head of the grave for a long time, he suddenly felt someone pat him on the back.

At this moment, his first thought was that it was a ghost who was filming him, just because the disrespectful things he was thinking about just now angered a spiritual creature.

For a while, Shi Yi's shoulders stiffened, his neck stiffened, and he didn't dare to look back, but fortunately, before he could turn back, he heard a voice coming from behind him, and what he said was also human, so he breathed a sigh of relief again.

"Young man, the deceased is gone, let's mourn by the way." The voice of the voice gave Shi Yi a very strange feeling.

Shi Yi turned around and saw a woman about forty years old.

The woman's eyes were a little red, and she must have just cried. However, in this place today, all the grave sweepers come here, and a few new graves are added every year to pay tribute to the deceased relatives, which will involve a sad mood, which is also normal.

But this woman herself had just cried, and now she came to persuade him to mourn, which always seemed a little strange. If there was a mirror on the side at this time, Shi Yi felt that his face must not have as much sorrow as this woman.

But others are always kind words, Shi Yi accepted it in his heart, so he put on a set of etiquette learned in this era, waved his hand and said: "Thank you for this aunt, Xiaosheng remembered." ”。 (To be continued......)