Chapter 450: Consciousness

Although it was indeed a very pleasant surprise to see his lost brother, being in such a pure white and mysterious space still made him quickly come back to his senses, and as soon as he turned around, he saw an old monk sitting behind him.

The old monk sat cross-legged on the white ground, smiling, looking at him kindly, as if he had known him for many years, and was not a stranger who had met for the first time.

In fact, it's not the first time we've met!

The first time we met, it should have been in that strange dream shortly after becoming Song Jianqiu, in the garden of the mysterious woman, this old monk was a monk who was brought in by the palace maid.

"It's you!" Therefore, after recognizing this monk at first glance, Fang Heng immediately exclaimed in surprise.

"It's me!" The old monk bowed slightly, with a gentle smile on his face: "Donor hasn't seen you for a long time!" It seems that you still remember the old man! ”

Hearing this, Fang Heng frowned slightly and said, "Do you know I've seen you?" ”

"Of course?" The old monk bowed his head again and said, "The Demon Lord didn't hide it, even if it was something I agreed with her, she broke the rules first!" That's why I'm here today! ”

"Demon Lord? Who? That woman?! Fang Heng had more doubts in his heart, this woman and an old monk were really powerful, but they were also full of fog, especially what kind of chess pieces the woman was talking about, which was also something he cared about very much.

"Naturally, it's her!" The old monk smiled: "What, isn't it like it?" ”

Although he received an affirmative answer from the old monk, that woman was the Demon Lord, this title that sounded very evil and terrifying, it was definitely not what the second middle school boy casually called himself, but Fang Heng was still a little skeptical.

"The good people and bad people in the world are not a name, but a name can be identified!" The old monk said: "Being called a demon lord does not mean that he is a heinous person, and the Buddha girl does not need to care about it!" ”

"Buddha girl?" Hearing this title, Fang Heng pointed to his nose and said, "Is this calling me?" After speaking, he waved his arm and said, "I'm a man now!" ”

"The title of Buddha is not based on the gender of men and women, just like bodhisattvas, there is no distinction between men and women!"

The old monk shook the rosary in his hand and continued: "The old man and the demon lord have three chapters of the law; Lao Qu chose Buddha nature, Buddha rhyme, and Buddha name. Buddha nature and Buddha rhyme are your external and internal, and the name of Buddha is naturally a Buddha girl! Although the old man is gone, but he still has the ability to give a Buddha name, you should be able to afford the title of Buddha girl, don't care! ”

"What did the Demon Lord give?"

The old monk smiled: "This is the gambling contract between the old man and her, and it is inconvenient to inform you here!" ”

"Huh! I'm a pawn, so it's inconvenient to inform? ”

Fang Heng sneered, no one would have any good impression that their fate would be manipulated, even if the old monk in front of him had a kind face and seemed to be a good person, but knowing people and knowing their faces but not their hearts, who knew if the old monk would be just like this?

"It seems that the Demon Lord told you about the chess pieces!"

The old monk said: "I don't know what the Demon Lord told you, but in Lao Gao's opinion, you should have misunderstood the so-called chess pieces. The bet between the old man and the Demon Lord, although you think it is the main one, but in terms of actual control, it is mainly based on you - I believe that the Demon Lord should have explained this as well, right? ”

“…… But people will only hear what is bad for themselves, not what is good for themselves, this is human nature, so you can't be blamed! But Lao Gao still has to explain, the so-called chess pieces are just a name and a pronoun, not a real reference, your fate, your choices, are all under your own control, and Lao Gao and the Demon Lord are just a little intervening in the early stage, and they can only be bystanders in the back, waiting for the result! ”

"Humph! That's a good thing to say! Fang Heng snorted coldly: "Then you say, I didn't arrange for me to jump into the lake?" Turning into a girl wasn't you guys? ”

"The donor has wronged the old man and the demon lord!"

The old monk still said calmly: "The donor jumped into the lake to save people, his courage is commendable...... In your world, that's a good thing to do bravely! It's the donor's own choice! What is the arrangement? It's just that the Demon Lord is fighting with the old man, and he is looking for a target, and when he sees this scene, he chooses you! Even if there were no old man and demon lord, the benefactor would have jumped into the lake to save people, wouldn't he? ”

These words do make sense, in fact, Fang Heng also knows that he is a little strong, but in front of this strong and mysterious person, he does not have the same strength, and he does not have the strong psychology of the other party, so he wants to stand on the moral high ground, or say that the other party is at a loss, to build confidence for himself.

Although he knew that it was useless to do this, even if it was the last stubbornness of the little people!

"What about that that turned me into a girl? Are you two perverts? ”

"Does the donor know how far the world of the old man and the demon lord is from the world of the donor?" The old monk did not answer the question directly, but asked rhetorically.

However, without waiting for Fang Heng to answer, the old monk asked himself: "It can be said to be infinitely far, or it can be said to be infinitely close!" But no matter what, even with the power of the old man and the demon lord, it will take a joint effort to do something in your world! For example, save you! ”

"Are you immortals?" Fang Heng frowned and asked.

"What is an immortal?" The old monk smiled and said: "Immortals are also people, and people are immortals!" Between you and me, separated by a spatial distance that cannot be described in words, the donor can rest assured that his own destiny is in his own hands! ”

"Alright! You win! Speaking of this, Fang Heng sighed, sat down cross-legged, and said, "You mean, if I jumped into the lake that day and you didn't make a move, I would be dead?" ”

"Indeed!" The old monk nodded.

"Then why don't you resurrect me? It shouldn't be difficult, right? Fang Heng said.

"It was a small mistake! It's indeed the fault of the old man and the demon lord! The old monk said, "However, this mistake has already been made, and there is no other way!" ”

"Alright! Even if you're really wrong, I can't blame you! Fang Heng knew that when his strength was not equal, he really had no qualifications to accuse others, as if he had accepted his fate, he nodded, then pointed around, and said, "Then what do you want?" ”

"This should be asked to the donor himself! And not to ask me! The old monk smiled and said, "It is better to ask people and gods than to ask their hearts!" ”

"Conscience? What to ask? Fang Heng still had a deep grudge against the old monk and the demon lord.

"Just ask!" The old monk folded together and said.

"......" Fang Heng was speechless, feeling that this old monk seemed to be here to trick him, saying these inexplicable words.

"Do you remember how you got here?" The old monk put down his hand and smiled.

"How did you get here? Didn't you bring me in? Fang Heng looked surprised: "I haven't asked you yet, what kind of place is this?" ”

"What kind of place this is, the old man knows; It is the depths of the benefactor's consciousness! But it's not your problem, it's your own! The old monk said.

"Myself?" Fang Heng was even more confused.

"It seems that the donor doesn't remember the situation before he came in!" The old monk said.

Hearing this, Fang Heng frowned, carefully thinking about what was going on before he appeared here.

That memory is like a seed buried deep under layers of fallen leaves, and he needs to keep digging and searching for it along a trace of memory, and finally turn it out; Several fragmented pictures appeared in his mind, one was the shocked picture of seeing Meng Changtao, and the other was the picture of feeling a wave of resentment rushing into his brain and finally losing consciousness.

Obviously, if it weren't for the old monk's reminder, it is estimated that Fang Heng would not have excavated these memories at all, and naturally he would not know why he appeared here.

"This ......!" And after thinking of these pictures, Fang Heng didn't know what to say for a while.

"Donor remember?" The old monk asked, and then continued: "The situation outside is not very good now, if you delay any longer, it is estimated that you will die!" ”

"But it doesn't seem to be able to be helped, right?" Fang Heng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This body originally belonged to someone else!" Obviously, he had understood that the person who had seized control of the body before was the original owner of this body.

"No, you're wrong!"

The old monk shook his head and said, "The female benefactor was actually dead before she jumped into the lake, and now what is controlling her body outside is just the resentment left by the female benefactor in the depths of her consciousness!" Strictly speaking, it's not even a soul, it's an obsession! ”

Hearing the old monk say this, Fang Heng felt a little relieved and asked, "Then what now?" ”

"This should be asked to the donor!" The old monk said: "As the old man said before, it is better to ask others than to ask yourself, and it is better to ask the Buddha than to ask your heart!" If you figure it out, you will naturally understand it, and if you can't figure it out, then it will naturally disappear! ”

Then, the old monk shouted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha! I hope the old man and the demon lord are not wrong! ”

After saying this, the old monk gradually became nothing, and seemed to have signs of disappearing at any time.

"Hey! Feed! Don't go! Give me a hint! What the hell are you asking? ”

Fang Heng saw that he hadn't said anything clearly, and the person was about to disappear, so he suddenly became anxious, and hurriedly stood up, wanting to ask, but the old monk just looked at him and nodded with a smile, and then disappeared.

"the hair!"

Fang Heng grabbed the air and immediately shouted angrily.

However, it is useless to be angry, he knows that the current situation outside, if it is really as the old monk said, it must be very critical, just an obsession, how powerful can it be? must have been hung up and beaten by Meng Changtao! Now I only hope that after I take back control, I won't break my hands and feet and become a cripple! He's still young! There's still a long way to go!

Just as he was thinking like this, the whole person was suddenly stunned: ...... Has he really fully accepted his fate of being a girl?

He scratched his head and sat down on the ground, but after sitting for a while, he didn't feel very comfortable, so he simply lay down, spread his limbs very casually, and looked at the snow-white top in a daze.

Although I know that the situation outside is not good, but maybe I can't empathize with this sense of crisis, I really don't rush for a while, but I am a little bored thinking, this space is white, it is really monotonous and dazzling, it would be good if it became a blue dot!

This thought had just come to mind, and the pure white color above had really changed, as if an invisible paint brush had brushed it, and suddenly it turned into a sky blue.

"Huh!?"

He was taken aback, but he didn't expect that a boring thought of his could affect this, but after thinking about it, the old monk had said before that this was the depths of his consciousness, in other words, this was his territory, what he wanted to do, what he wanted to change, it was all just one of his thoughts!

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly became excited, and tried to see the white clouds in the sky, so sure enough, a white cloud appeared in the sky, floating.

Trying to verify his idea, he was immediately not satisfied with only the sky above his head, and some images from his memory kept flashing in his mind, so a street appeared on the ground, and pedestrians appeared around out of thin air, walking on the sidewalk, and cars driving on the street.

He walked in the city he imagined, looking at this familiar city with deep nostalgia, and couldn't help but sigh a little in his heart.

But after a while, he sensed a problem, that is, why is there no sound?

As soon as this thought came to mind, the sound of horns, footsteps, and the sound of wheels rolling over all rang out one after another, and for a while, this pure white space, which had just been dead silent, suddenly became very lively, like a real city.

Fang Heng nodded with satisfaction, this is perfect!

Although the people and vehicles around him were illusory and could not affect him at all, he was very satisfied with all the scenes he had created.

He walked the streets casually.

As I walked, I suddenly saw two familiar people on the sidewalk, one was a middle-aged man with a fairy style, and the other was a young girl about twenty years old.

He recognized the former at once, wasn't it Meng Changtao? As for the latter, he recognized it for a while before he remembered that this girl was not Song Jianqiu...... Wrong! Anyway, what's the girl's name?

Thinking of this, he realized that he had seized someone's body for so long, but he never knew the name of this girl!

However, he can't be blamed for this, after all, the girls are dead, and he doesn't know anyone related to the girl, who can tell him his name?

Just as he was thinking like this, a name suddenly appeared in his heart for no reason: Ye Suyi!

Ye Suyi?

He was slightly stunned, but he quickly understood that this Ye Suyi was this girl's name!

He looked left and right with a slightly strange expression, and he was a little underestimated in his heart, if he didn't know that this was the depths of his consciousness, he would have thought it was haunted!

However, the reason why this name suddenly appeared so inexplicably is also because he wants to know, right? Did the original consciousness that remained in this body tell him?

(End of chapter)