What I lack most now is souls, so I swallowed a lot of duckweed.

Gradually, I found that my soul was staring more and more, and this wisp of remnant soul could even be compared to my main soul.

I'm just missing a body now, otherwise I'd be alive.

These duckweeds are really good things.

Strange to say, the river here can corrode the soul, and the duckweed here can replenish the soul.

One drink and one peck, mutual restraint, is really amazing.

Seeing that I was still fishing duckweed, Meng Po said to me, "Enough, you can't fish anymore." ”

I looked at her wonderingly, "Why?" ”

Meng Po said: "This thing can indeed replenish the soul, which is true, but there are many impurities in these souls, and if you take too much, it will cause great harm to the body." Do you close your eyes now and see if there are a lot of weird thoughts in your head? ”

I closed my eyes and suddenly heard hundreds of voices.

I was startled and quickly opened my eyes: "What's the matter?" ”

Meng Po said to me: "Duckweed can grow entirely because it absorbs those soul fragments, but these soul fragments contain the memories of those bitter masters. ”

"So, what you hear is actually the voice of the bitter Lord. Their voices before they died, their voices after death, the most open things, the most painful things. ”

"You have their memories and emotions. It's nothing for a short time, but after a long time, you'll forget who you are. ”

I shuddered and looked at Meng Po in horror: "What should I do?" ”

Meng Po said, "So, you need to resolve it yourself. You can't take duckweed anymore. ”

I asked Meng Po, "How should I resolve it?" ”

Meng Po said: "Close your eyes and think, expel those messy thoughts, you just remember who you are and what you want to do in this life, and you will have a foundation to stand on." You don't have to be afraid of anything. ”

I nodded, closed my eyes again, and began to probe the thoughts.

Soon, the distractions came back into my head.

I heard the voice of a woman who was cursing her husband.

Her child was sick, but her husband gambled with his medical bills.

As a result, all the medical expenses were lost.

The husband ran away, his whereabouts are unknown, and his life and death are unknown.

I frowned, trying to get the thought out of my mind.

Then I heard the woman's cry: "Who's going to help me?" ”

Her cry was contagious, and I even felt her despair, her own child was sick, but there was nothing she could do about it.

However, I soon came to my senses.

It's not my own emotion, this despair is hers, definitely not mine.

She's a poor person, but I haven't had a good life. The matter of Our Lady should be left to those who have the ability to do it.

Subsequently, I expelled her mercilessly.

Then, I heard a man's voice.

This man is my elementary school classmate, and he fell in love with a girl, but this girl had a boyfriend, and he killed him with a scar in order to get this girl.

The man was begging for help, hoping someone would save his life.

Because it was a classmate, I paid more attention to him, and deep down I gradually sympathized with him.

He killed people for no reason.

The girl's boyfriend knew about his existence and kept instructing the girl to ask my classmates for this and that until he emptied his wallet, and then taunted him fiercely.

My classmate was really angry, so this is ......

When I thought of this, I suddenly woke up: "Is there such a person among my classmates?" It's someone else's memory, right? ”

As soon as I thought about it, that classmate disappeared.

Then, a man came out of the darkness.

It's a girl.

The girl looked at me and said, "Lin Feng, do you remember me?" ”

I stared at the girl for a while, and suddenly I felt a sigh in my heart, and I remembered some unbearable past.

We are junior high school classmates.

This girl always offered to help me wipe the table.

One day, I lost a pen and I was told that the girl had taken it.

I walked over and took a look, and sure enough, the pen was in her hand.

I was indiscriminate, and without investigating clearly, I humiliated her severely.

At that time, she kept her head down and did not say a word.

The next day, she didn't show up for class.

Didn't come on the third day.

On the fourth day, her parents came to help her pack her things.

She transferred schools.

I never saw her again.

I don't know how many days it took before I noticed that there was a note inside the pen.

She took my pen, presumably to stuff it for me.

The remorse and guilt in my heart came like a tidal wave.

I looked at her and whispered, "I'm sorry." ”

The girl smiled at me and smiled miserably: "Over the years, I have been very unhappy. ”

I repeated: "I'm really sorry. ”

The girl laughed: "Do you think that a word of sorry can really make up for everything?" ”

I asked her, "What do you think I should do?" ”

The girl stretched her arm out.

I saw that there were many scars on it.

This is a trace of a suicide attempt.

I nodded slowly, "I understand." ”

Then, I took out my peachwood sword and cut my own arm.

As a result, when the peachwood sword touched my arm, I suddenly came to my senses.

No, is there such a person among my high school classmates?

I immediately came to my senses and said to the girl, "I don't know you. ”

The girl smiled miserably: "You are really ruthless." ”

I thought about it and felt a mirror from my body.

I saw me in the mirror, it was someone else.

It dawned on me that this memory was not the girl's, it was the boy's.

This boy always carries guilt.

I pointed to the person in the mirror and said, "You're dead, you can put it down." ”

Then, I returned to my original self in the mirror, and the girl standing in front of me disappeared.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

These distorted memories became more and more complicated, and I felt that for a while I was a little difficult to distinguish.

I opened my eyes and escaped from the confusion of memories.

Meng Po looked at me and said faintly, "How is it?" ”

I shook my head: "No, there are too many memories, and it's too messy, so it's too draining." ”

Meng Po said faintly: "I advise you to expel these memories as soon as possible. Otherwise, it will become entangled in your own memories, and it will be difficult for you to get rid of them. ”

I nodded slowly, "I'll try again." ”

Meng Po said to me, "You can do it with confidence, and the things that send you out will be wrapped up in me." ”

I thanked me and closed my eyes again.

Those messy memories are back.

I held the peachwood sword and said loudly: "I am Lin Feng, Lin Hesheng's grandson, I have only one purpose, which is to rescue my grandfather, needless to say about your trivial things." ”

Then, I began to cut those memories away.

The process was not easy, as these memories were disguised as my own memories.

I'm going to rely on logic to tell.

For example, some memories say that I was a fisherman, but I grew up in the mountains and never saw a lake at all.

After all my efforts, I finally cut off these memories and returned to reality.

Meng Po glanced at me and said faintly, "Congratulations, you have escaped from that world." ”

I looked at Meng Po in wonder: "Did you escape?" We seem to be still in the river. ”

Meng Po smiled, pointed to a big whirlpool in front of her and said, "See?" That vortex looks dangerous, but it's actually the way out. Don't be scared after a while, just jump in. The water of the river will not corrode your soul. ”

"Such a whirlpool. There is only one in the whole river. Except for Master Yang and Taiyin, only I know. You've got a lot of luck this time. ”

Bai You looked at Meng Po with a little surprise: "Is that really a way out?" ”

Meng Po was a little unhappy and said, "I don't believe I can stop jumping." ”

I looked at Bai You, then at Xia Tian, and then asked Meng Po, "Do you want to go down with us." ”

Meng Po said faintly: "The paper boat is about to fall apart." You jump into the whirlpool and you can live. Jump into the river and die. ”

I gritted my teeth and said to Xia Tian and Bai You, "I'll go and explore the way for you." ”

Then, I jumped off.

I jumped decisively because I was afraid that I wouldn't have the courage to do it in the next second.

After I jumped into the whirlpool, I felt a current of air dragging my body, and I could easily stand in the middle of the whirlpool.

Of course, if I wanted to, I could sink down and enter the whirlpool.

It's an amazing feeling.

I glanced back at Xia Tian and Bai You: "It's really fine." ”

Xia Tian believed me and immediately jumped over.

Immediately after, Bai You also came over.

We looked at Meng Po.

Meng Po smiled at us: "I'm not leaving, I can't take my son away." ”

I said, "That's not your son, that's just an imaginary phantom from your imagination." ”

Meng Po sighed and said faintly: "Last time, I couldn't save my son's life. This time, I didn't want to leave him again. Let's stay here forever. ”

At this time, the boat under Meng Po fell apart.

She hugged the mirror and fell into the river.

I could feel that her soul was being corroded, and it was being corroded very quickly.

After a few seconds, Meng Po was gone.

And the mirror demon is the memory of Meng Po, after Meng Po died, the mirror demon disappeared completely.

I said to Xia Tian, "Okay, let's go." ”

The three of us entered the maelstrom.

After a few seconds, we came across a wall, a jelly-like wall, and we squeezed out desperately, and then we went to another world.