Wei Qingyun went back and forth to check the situation of the three buildings, the persimmon tree, pomegranate tree, and fig tree in front of the entrance of the unit were all correct, even the yellow spots on the leaves were exactly the same, and the graffiti on the door and the wall, there were a few places that were painted by himself and his brothers, and they were all exactly the same.

Wei Qingyun stepped back and stood far away, looking at the balcony of the master's house, the flowers and plants, and the clothes drying were all exactly the same.

It seems that two of the three buildings are directly copied from the ontology, and there is no difference in the slightest.

Master began to open classes to accept apprentices very early and train neural infiltrators, and most of the early brothers and sisters had gone to Master's house to play and were very familiar with this place.

It seems that trying to find out where the ontology is by finding a difference doesn't seem to work.

The community where Wei Haoran's house is located is north-south, the gate of the community is on the central axis, and the buildings of the entire community are arranged in the barracks style due south and north, and the spacing between the buildings is the same, just like a chessboard.

There are only three buildings here, but the spacing between the three buildings is extremely regular, and if you add a few buildings to it, it is exactly the pattern of the year.

Wei Qingyun extracted some pure consciousness materials and made a drawing board, on which he first drew the relationship between the location of the three buildings in front of him, as well as the relationship with the gate and the central axis road.

Then according to the proportional relationship, fill in all the missing buildings, the coordinates of the building of the master's house, from the gate, are from the left to the horizontal two, from the south to the vertical three, it is easy to remember.

But when he laid out the whole situation, he found that none of the three buildings were on the real coordinates of reality.

Failed again, oh, what puzzle did the old guy give us this time?

If there is a question, there will be a hint, and the hint is often there with the questioner.

Wei Qingyun began to ponder every word that the master said when he talked about his memory palace.

Wei Haoran once said to Wei Qingyun that his brain only allowed three people to enter, and Wei Qingyun was one of them.

However, the level that the master said is the double door of the memory palace, but I didn't say that there is such a labyrinth, it seems that I am also worried that I will encounter an accident and be forcibly infiltrated by someone.

In other words, the labyrinth was used to protect against intruders outside of the three people.

Along with themselves, there must be something in common in the three of them, who can see through this labyrinth.

This kind of common thing is not even found in other brothers.

There are too many people who have been to Master's house.

There were more than a dozen of them who had eaten at Master's house. There were seven or eight people who slept on the sofa at Master's house.

I was beaten by the master, uh, there were three, and they happened to be the three people who were allowed to enter, but what could you really prompt?

At that time, the master beat himself and the two senior brothers, using a feather duster, and there was no feather duster in sight.

Childhood memories are like a stretch of sand, where some beautiful knick-knacks are buried, sometimes important, sometimes forgotten forever.

Wei Qingyun carefully recalled the bits and pieces of being with his friends back then, and in a trance, a drink can hanging on the pomegranate tree attracted his attention.

It's just an inconspicuous tin foil jar that has been scratched and bumped between branches all year round, and it's already mottled.

But for Wei Qingyun, it has a very unusual significance.

This is where the master hid the key for them, if they come one day and Wei Haoran is not at home, he will pull out the key here.

This place is known to only three people.

Wei Qingyun took off the jar and poured it into the palm of his hand, there was no sound at all, he closed one eye without giving up, and looked into the jar, but there was nothing.

That doesn't mean anything. He ran over to inspect the pomegranate tree in front of another building, which also had the identical can on it, and he shook it.

There was a metal crashing sound in the jar, boom boom -

Haha, sure enough, Wei Qingyun found a key inside, and he hung the key on the iron door at the entrance of the unit as a mark.

The beverage cans in front of the third building were also empty.

Wei Qingyun made up his mind that the building with the key was the body of the "5" building, that is, where Wei Haoran's memory palace was located.

Wei Qingyun stood in front of the door of the unit and let out a sigh of relief, it had been many years since he was allowed to enter his memory palace, and he didn't know if this qualification had been canceled by that old guy.

I hope that Professor Zhang really didn't lie to himself, it was Master who asked him to come to him to do this.

The door is not locked, there are only two conditions here, those who are allowed to enter, those who enter, and those who are not allowed to enter, will be swept into the abyss of Master's consciousness and imprisoned forever.

Crunch – squeak –

Wei Qingyun pushed the door open.

A pair of eyes stared at him in the dark of the corridor.

", what-"

Wei Qingyun instinctively took a few steps back and scolded in a lost voice.

It's not that Wei Qingyun is timid, but the scene in front of him is too weird, he really didn't expect that there could be such a thing in the master's consciousness world.

There is not a person, or a head hanging out of thin air, and even the facial features are half virtual and half real and blurred, not so much a head as a vague face.

"Boy, scared?" The head spoke, it was Wei Haoran's voice.

Wei Qingyun took a closer look, and that face was indeed Wei Haoran's appearance.

This is Wei Haoran's consciousness world, and the transmission of sound is directly transmitted into Wei Qingyun's consciousness in the form of nerve signals, and his voice is very weak, indicating that the energy of this consciousness body is not much.

"Y-uh."

This is also the first time Wei Qingyun has spoken to his master since he was expelled from the master, but he didn't expect it to be in such a situation.

He wanted to say, "Yes, Master. However, he quickly changed his words.

"Follow me." Wei Haoran's head floated all the way up the stairs, but it was weird.

Under Wei Qingyun's heroic and rugged style, his heart is still very delicate and sensitive, after all, he is a person who has been expelled from the division, and he is silent all the way under shame.

The head in front of him is Wei Haoran's consciousness body, but it is only hastily constructed, not complete enough, unable to form a complete personality, and it cannot operate Wei Haoran's entire brain and nervous system, and even the memory is incomplete.

In other words, the brain in front of him probably doesn't remember Wei Qingyun being expelled from the division.

However, Wei Qingyun remembers.

So, the two of them looked a little awkward.

"You've already seen that memory package I sent you, the ones I collected in Yamamoto Kiichi's brain?"

"I saw it, and besides, I found the journal."

"The diary? What diary? ”

"It's Kiichi Yamamoto's diary, and there is a memory fragment of Kiichi Yamamoto in your package, and in it, Kiichi Yamamoto is writing a diary."

"Oh, maybe, I don't remember, this consciousness body is incomplete, only part of my consciousness remains, there are some things I don't remember."

"Oh, so you know who I am?" Wei Qingyun tentatively.

"Hey, stinky boy, as soon as you entered my memory palace, I knew you were coming, silly apprentice, your consciousness is so unique, even if you die as a teacher, you will remember it."

Hearing the master call him a stupid apprentice, Wei Qingyun's tears almost fell, guessed right, Wei Haoran's consciousness body didn't remember that he was expelled from the master.

"Master—" Wei Qingyun's eyes were moist, and he couldn't help but shout.

"What's wrong? Someone bullying you again? Wei Haoran's consciousness body felt Wei Qingyun's mood fluctuations and asked with concern.