130, old chicken thief
After being separated from the ontology for too long, Wei Haoran's consciousness body took the initiative to absorb Masao Yamamoto's consciousness particles, and the fit between him and the ontology was obviously compromised.
The return of Wei Haoran's consciousness lasted for thirty-five minutes, and there were several rejection reactions. Fortunately, Wei Qingyun guarded the whole process to ensure the smooth progress of the return.
At the beginning of the appearance of the blue brain, he also tried to send out several vague nerve signals to transmit to Wei Qingyun. However, those nerve signals were too chaotic and too vague, and Wei Qingyun couldn't decipher what they said.
"But it's okay, if you hear what he's nagging, maybe it's even more embarrassing. Old fellow, who made you call me a rebel. ”
Wei Qingyun grinned cynically, looking at the last trace of sapphire-like light and merging into Wei Haoran's consciousness world, the return was finally completed.
Wei Qingyun retrieved the memory blue crystal that the master gave him, and the information in it had been completely absorbed by himself, so he could take it back and reread it.
"It's another thrilling trip, it's exciting, walking."
Wei Qingyun muttered in his mouth, straightened out his mood, clapped his hands excitedly, and prepared to return to his own body.
"But is it really okay to just leave? I finally dived into the master once, and I didn't bring anything back, how could I be worthy of his old man's earnest teachings for more than ten years? ”
"I have to remember the friendship between master and apprentice who used to beat, scold, and love."
Wei Qingyun knew very well in his heart that Wei Haoran's consciousness had just returned, and his main consciousness was still in a coma, he just turned this memory palace upside down, and the master would not wake up, it was exciting to think about it. Hahahaha.
Wei Qingyun strode into Wei Haoran's memory archive room, and carefully rummaged up and down.
Of course, he didn't want to mess around on a whim, he always wanted to know about his background.
Master has always said that Wei Qingyun was in an orphanage until he was five or six years old, maybe it was a kindergarten class, or he went to elementary school, and by chance, he met Xiao Qingyun.
But Wei Qingyun always felt that things were not so simple, in his impression, when he was very young, he had seen the master's face, and even there was always a picture in his mind, erratic, and lingering - Wei Haoran once held him and fed him milk with a bottle, even the bottle was made of glass, he remembered.
Every time he told his master about this, Wei Haoran shook his head in disbelief and denied it-
"Feed you? Silly boy, don't stink, I haven't fed him a few times, and I've fed you. ”
"You're mistaken, you're wrong, you're so young, how can you have a memory."
"You are an orphan with paranoia of lack of love, and when you meet someone who is good to you, you think it is your long-lost father."
"That's right, you go and ask that Xiao Yan, as well as a few other children in your orphanage, they will be like this."
Back then, the child was easy to coax, Wei Qingyun really asked, Xie Lingyan has always felt in her heart that the head teacher of the first grade of primary school is her biological mother, she feels kind when she meets, and she is so good to herself, she has to buy her birthday gifts, clothes and shoes every birthday, she must be her long-lost mother.
There are a few friends who will indeed have similar thoughts of this and that.
Wei Qingyun felt that what the master said was right, maybe that picture was really an illusion caused by too many delusions.
But more than 20 years have passed, and his life experience has been a mystery, where did he come from? What are the last names of both parents? What do they do? Why should they abandon themselves? Are they still alive?
Every time I am troubled by these questions, that image will creep back into the surface - as if that was the truth.
Master's memory files are all sorted and classified according to characters and years, and a large category of them is his apprentices.
Wei Qingyun thought about it, his apprenticeship was either the first grade of primary school or the kindergarten class, he searched all the files of those two years, but found nothing.
"I stabbed, the old guy played with me, what is this doing, the old guy has specially encrypted my memory file?"
Wei Qingyun's heart was empty for a while, as if a twelve-level strong wind was blowing through his empty body, extremely lost and very helpless.
It is impossible for Master to erase his memory, he hid? Or is there any condition that I remember wrong?
Unwilling, unwilling. Wei Qingyun simply started with the first few apprentices of the master, and those files were stored in the top cabinet, about seven or eight years earlier than he started, and from that time, the master began to accept apprentices and professionally train nerve infiltrators.
Hey, it's okay not to look at it, but I'm even more stunned when I look at it, and I can't speak for a long time.
Sure enough, it was the master who did it, not only himself, but also the files of the senior brothers, Wei Qingyun searched carefully a few times, and the files of several senior brothers were also missing.
Wei Qingyun roughly tipped through the list of missing persons in this file, and it was not difficult to guess why Master did this, these people had special identities, had participated in many classified missions, or they were confidential personnel themselves.
Although he was a little disappointed with the results of the search, he still preferred to believe that the master had hidden something from his background.
Even when he was in the Neuroinfiltrator Association, he was a crane-like person, and the people he had infiltrated earlier were not important people, and he couldn't hide his memories.
Wei Qingyun searched around again, but still found nothing, and even in the end, he simply wanted to be the master - hypnotize Wei Haoran, and then forcibly push his consciousness world back to the original state.
The brain's memory works, like a 24-hour video camera, recording all the events that a person experiences every day, even the subconscious behaviors during sleep.
All these memories are arranged in chronological order of occurrence – an arrangement that at first glance appears to be orderly, but in fact it is chaotic according to the content of the memory. These are the primordial states of the world of human consciousness.
Over time, some people with excellent brain power, and some people who have been specially trained in memory, will classify all their memories and slowly form a memory palace in their brains.
What Wei Qingyun wants to do is to deconstruct the memory palace of the master, and then forcibly push it back to the original state, so that the part of the memory about himself in the master's mind will be possible—and it is very likely to return to the original timeline.
Unless this old guy even did something on the original timeline.
However, he did it.
Wei Haoran is the kind of person who is so rough that you think he is a heartless person, but in some things that you don't care about, he is delicate and scares you.
However, all these conjectures are meaningless in the end - Wei Qingyun has tried several times, and the structure of Wei Haoran's memory palace is too rigorous and dense to deconstruct it at all.
"I'm going, it's really for nothing, I'll sacrifice my life to help your old man complete the task, you even hid my memory files, what an old chicken thief."