Gifts of eternal life in the biblical world.

Guan Yang walked on a soft sandy beach, and after several hours of investigation, he was roughly certain that he was on an island. The island is small, but it's beautiful.

There are woods, wooden houses, caves, animals, fields, fruits, sand, sunshine, and a boat. Every inch of land on the island, there is no thing, as long as Guan Yang carefully understands it, he can evoke his memories of a certain period of the past.

The sky was cloudy, only a small patch of clear blue was directly above the island, the sun was very stingy and only shining on the island, and the sea was in contrast, making people feel unusually gloomy and dark, the wind swept the huge waves in the distance, and the torrential rain was connected into a rain curtain, like an endless waterfall pouring from the sky.

The hollow in the clouds above the island was gone, and there was a ray of sunlight scattered on the island. On the beach that lost its sunlight, a warm boulder was instantly swallowed by the waves, and when the waves receded, the boulder disappeared and the beach disappeared out of thin air.

And Guan Yang can feel that a certain period of the past in his memory seems to have been dug up. It was only then that Guan Yang realized that this island represented his past, and every tree and grain of sand was a part of his memory.

The void of the clouds allowed sunlight to envelop the island and shelter his memories, but as the clouds began to fill the void, the sunlight disappeared one by one, and the storm and the cold sea were greedily devouring every inch of the land abandoned by the sun, pulling it into the abyss of oblivion forever.

Guan Yang didn't know what was going on, but he knew that everything he was facing now was no longer something he could control. Guan Yang ran wildly on the island, skimming through fields, through dense forests, climbing over mounds, and finally found a gem in a cave that represented the Weaving Sky Project.

Guan Yang hesitated for a moment, then swallowed the gem into his stomach in one gulp. He didn't know if he would be able to keep the memory, but he couldn't let it go away.

Guan Yang retreated in panic all the way, retreated to the center of the island, watching the island being swallowed up little by little, stiffly feeling the memory being forgotten little by little, and in the unbelievable shock, he actually forgot the fear.

As more and more memories disappear, uneasiness is gradually replaced by confusion and confusion. When the black sea water completely engulfed Guan Yang in the storm, he finally forgot about himself.

The biting cold sea water poured into Guan Yang's throat and choked into his lungs, and the last rays of sunlight disappeared as he looked out at the surface of the water.

The surroundings gradually became dark and quiet, Guan Yang subconsciously struggled and struggled, and finally surfaced. When Guan Yang breathed the air again, the surrounding sea water receded sharply, gradually revealing the land, allowing Guan Yang to stand firmly.

However, as the sea receded farther and farther away, it was no longer the island, but a dilapidated village, in which the clanging of iron could be heard, and the farmland in the distance was somewhat barren.

Guan Yang's memory gradually recovered, he remembered that he was a slave, fourteen years old this year, had just been kicked out of his home by a slave owner, and lightly touched his neck, and there was an iron ring on it that had not been removed.

Guan Yang was sick, very sick, and it was said that it would be transmitted to other people, so he could only be expelled. Not far from you, a group of slaves with sticks are being ordered to watch them away.

Guan Yang walked back in a few steps, and kept walking, he didn't know how far he could go, and he didn't know if he would meet anyone along the way, but he wouldn't help him continue to live after all.

Thirsty and tired, he saw a small river, the water was so clear that he could see his reflection in the water, it was a young but resolute face, with whip marks and blood stains on it.

At this time, Guan Yang found that his reflection in the water turned out to be a woman. Guan Yang was so frightened that he sat on the ground, hurriedly stood up and turned around to run, but found that the woman reflected in the water actually appeared in reality, floating in front of him.

"Aristocrat..."Guan Yang looked at the woman in front of him tremblingly, he could wear such clean clothes, he was definitely an aristocrat, he couldn't afford to provoke this kind of person.

But I don't know why, the aristocratic woman on the opposite side just looked at herself and didn't speak, and in the silence, Guan Yang's fluctuating emotions gradually eased, and a sense of calm and peaceful comfort spread on Guan Yang's heart that was accustomed to worry.

After a long time, Guan Yang looked at the woman opposite and showed an innocent smile.

The woman also smiled, and when she smiled, the world around her seemed to be gloomy, and even the strands of long flowing hair on the woman's body seemed to have become holy and inviolable.

Guan Yang has been a slave for fourteen years since he was born, he doesn't know how to write, he hasn't even heard many stories, and he never knows how to fantasize, but he now feels that he has seen a real god.

"This is your first choice, eternal life, or death. ”

Seventh Theater of Operations. Submarine bases.

After Mantun left the Reincarnation Temple, he went directly to the undersea base to meet Zhong Ming and the others.

"It's not a good result..."Zhong Ming said very regretfully, Guan Yang's ending was similar to death, in short, the Weaving Sky plan disappeared.

"But at least it's not a bad outcome. But for Ye Qingmian, he is in a hurry now. Mantun said.

Zhong Ming sighed, the Weaving Heaven plan was gone, so the dove's next attention would no longer stay on Ye Qingmian. After all, the little hole cards revealed by the mental hospital at a glance this time are obviously more worthy of attention than Ye Qingmian, who doesn't know when he will be able to remember the Weaving Sky plan again.

"I think it's a good thing to say. "If you lose your plan, you have no direction, and if you go on a path that runs counter to your original vision, you will only be lost in the final competition." I think we should focus on the temple of reincarnation and the mental hospital. ”

Zhong Ming knew that it was right to swallow and not to say anything, but he always felt a little uncomfortable, but this time, he really had no reason to persuade others to continue to dissect Ye Qingmian in depth, and even he himself was about to give up this idea.

"Then next, over there in the Immortal Pavilion, let the Gray Palace keep an eye on it. No situation is the best, and if there is a breakthrough, we can also know in time. Zhong Ming said.

"By the way, what do you think of those memory fragments that Red Lotus gave me?" Mantun looked around and asked the others for their opinions, but he mainly wanted to hear Nirvana's opinion.

Busnaranne shook her head, "It's complicated, it's troublesome, and reassembling these fragments into clear memories requires a very high non-material life intensity. The only ones who can do this are the three controllers of the ritual game, Ji Konglian, and Qiyu, who have received great benefits in the reincarnation channel, and the immaterial life has been strengthened to the extreme. ”

The little master of the Dark Blood Gate added calmly on the side, "Maybe there is Ye Qingmian." ”

When the people around heard the name, reality denied this choice in their hearts, but after a while, they looked at each other again and began to think about this feasibility.

"The value of these memory fragments is unknown, so it's debatable whether they're worth the effort. Yan Nian said.

"The source of the memory fragment is the Red Lotus, and how to give it to Ye Qingmian justifiably is also a big problem...", he shook his head and said.

"Even if he finds a suitable reason to let Ye Qingmian get these memory fragments, will he be willing to spend time restoring them?" Fang said.

"If its value is far beyond our imagination, then let Ye Qingmian know first, will there be anything wrong, will it cause any changes?" Busna Lanne also questioned.

After several people finished speaking, they all looked at Zhong Ming.

Zhong Ming only felt a headache, how could he make a judgment so quickly about a question that was suddenly thrown out.

The first war zone, the imperial capital Immortal Pavilion.

Ye Qingmian was sitting in the courtyard at the entrance of the Immortal Pavilion swinging in a daze, Guan Sang came over and raised his foot and stopped the swing.

"Second brother, I didn't say you, you..."

"Stop!" Ye Qingmian hurriedly told Guan Sang to shut up, "Hua Weaving told me a meal when I broke the Star Nest, and when I got home, I was told by She Xuan again, so you should hurry up and give me a stop." Do you want to die soon? You see you're dying too, aren't you okay now?"

"Second brother, you really know how to chat now!" Guan Sang was angry when he heard Ye Qingmian's words, "Why didn't you say this to She Xuan in the house just now?"

"I'm sick? I'm looking for a sneeze? Can I interject?"

"Okay, there is a crack in my words, and the spitting stars are not far away. Guan Sang lit a cigarette and sat down beside Ye Qingmian, "Then you're going to swing outside for the night? It's almost twelve o'clock." ”

Ye Qingmian patted Guan Sang twice with the back of his hand, "You go and keep an eye on me, see when they go to sleep, come out and call me." ”

"Oh, that's interesting, I'm going to block that knife for you? By the way..."Guan Sang leaned closer, "Is there really no problem with Guan Yang? Was he wronged about the primary election? Did someone deliberately design to provoke us at that time?"

"Where do I know where to go?" Ye Qingmian pointed to his head, "I guess... I erased the Zhitian Project and the memories of meeting Guan Yang, and the last time I saw him was last year ago. ”

"It's a pity, so what should we do next?" asked Guan Sang.

"I don't know, I'm worried too, don't disturb my thinking. Ye Qingmian said impatiently.

"Are you thinking about how to get back to the Weaving Sky Project, or are you thinking about when they can sleep and you can enter the house?"

"Tsk... Bored. Ye Qingmian kicked his feet and swung the swing, "I'm thinking about why I didn't make a plan for Guan Yang after his identity was exposed." I'm thinking about why Guan Yang was able to alarm the Immortal Pavilion, the Mental Hospital, and the Reincarnation Temple in such a short period of time. I'm thinking about where he got the 100,000 badge for a person lurking with a secret plan. I'm thinking about what kind of changes this result will cause now. I'm wondering what the hell is the Weaving Sky Project. ”

"You'd better think about how to coax those two in the house tomorrow. Guan Sang kicked Ye Qingmian's swing again, "I see that the light in the living room is off, you hurry up and sneak back to sleep." ”