Walking with the broken book in the boundless white space, there was nothing around, as if a heavy snow had buried all the sounds, and I couldn't help but wonder where the broken book wanted to lead me.

"Where are we going?"

I suddenly felt ridiculous to ask such a question about an inanimate thing, and I shook my head self-deprecatingly.

The floating remnants of the book suddenly stopped, and circled around me in a large circle.

"Can you understand what I'm saying?" I stared in amazement at the fragments of books that kept circling around, and strange thoughts suddenly occurred in my heart.

Is there an inevitable relationship between the disappearance of No. 1000 and the appearance of broken books?

I don't know if I was too tired or if I was thinking about it, but I unconsciously said to it, "Number 1000? Is that you? ”

I saw the remnant book swaying up and down again, as if nodding.

"How could it be! Aren't you subject 1000? ”

Suddenly, I realized that since the appearance of 1000, something unreasonable has indeed happened.

First, the world's counter-mechanism to "spiritism"; Moreover, when the "Hutong" saw No. 1000, he mistakenly thought he was "Mr. Gao"; And the most incredible thing is that number 1000 knows the rules of this world inside out.

Gradually, I seemed to have some clues, so I communicated with the remnants of the book in the form of a question and answer of "yes".

"No. 1000..."I groaned, feeling that it was inappropriate, so I changed my words: "Six-Zero, let me ask you, is it because this world has countered the use of spiritism, so you meet me in human form?" ”

I saw it swaying up and down gently.

I let out a long sigh and nodded at it.

"You said that you and Zhang Ting have been waiting for me in Nancheng for a long time, is this true?"

When it was affirmed again, I had to rethink a difficult question that could connect the dots between the strange events I had experienced.

"Time and space... It is the transformation of time and space that superimposes. "Gradually, I have a new understanding of the concept of "space-time superposition".

It's just ironic that such a message that can solve the puzzle comes from the mouth of an "information entity" set up by the "forest master".

I sorted out my thoughts for a while, and then asked: "Liuling Decision, Nancheng Inn, on the day of the Zhang family's accident, it was you who hid Zhang Ting in the barrel. But that day, you were clearly in my body... So... You're just an event in superimposed space-time, right? ”

There was another slight shaking, and while I was glad to recognize the truth, more puzzling questions followed.

For example, why can't it convey the whole truth to me directly as 1000, and let me go to great lengths to have an epiphany myself?

What's even more frustrating is that all I can ask now is "yes", not "why".

"You brought me here because there's something special, right?"

At the moment, I couldn't continue to communicate with it in this mechanical option of question-and-answer, so I asked about the current environment.

The Six Spirits suddenly surrounded me and circled around me again.

To be precise, it is a circle with me as the center and a radius of nearly two meters.

"What do you mean? That special thing is hidden here? ”

The six spirits nodded their heads, and then pressed against my back, as if they were pushing forward.

I realized that I had most likely stepped on what it was trying to show me, so I hurried out two meters away.

Standing at the observation point not far away, I saw that the fragments of the six spirits changed their form again, as if they were gradually burning into ashes, turning into a string of information little by little, and pouring into the center of the circle like flowing water.

"The information connection is successful."

After a mechanical announcement from nowhere, the white ground suddenly collapsed in a large circle, and the black void instantly appeared in front of him.

Confused, I stepped to its borders and looked inside.

A familiar feeling seemed to resonate with memories, and the void scene of the Otherworldly Strange Tower suddenly came to mind.

I subconsciously took a step back, not depression, not fear, but a sense of confusion in the face of nothingness.

"Six Spirits!" I leaned back and shouted, somewhat afraid of falling into the void.

I saw a stream of information circling up quickly, spreading out at the junction of black and white.

It's like someone dotting a drop of ink on a huge white piece of paper, and creating a secret portrait on top of it.

I stared curiously and apprehensively at the dots of information that jumped on it.

Suddenly, the dots are connected into a line, and the lines are connected to form a surface, and after the "black hole" is filled with golden light, the Fengxia City of the past is impressively revealed.

I feel like I am standing in the sky above the city of "Fengxia", with a panoramic view of its mountains and rivers and high-rise buildings.

The picture gradually zooms in, and a location coordinate is selected from the sky above the city, zoomed in, zoomed in again... I shuddered when the Gemini Mansion was printed on my eyes.

"Home?"

I stared at the suite where I lived in another world for three years, and my heart was beating.

As I saw that the perspective of the picture was about to drift into the floor I was on, a large number of information points suddenly poured in from all directions.

The white light flashed suddenly, like a close-up shot of this community, only to see the information scattered all over the place, each gathering in one side, and slowly condensing into the appearance of a living person.

"Information materialization?"

I couldn't believe that the city I had lived in for three years had been built in such a way.

I was even more disappointed in my heart, "It seems that I am also an information entity created in this way." “

Unexpectedly, this "black hole" seemed to read my mind, and as soon as the screen turned, it switched to my bedroom.

"Is it necessary to brutally show me how I was born?" I laughed to myself and shook my head helplessly.

After all, I couldn't resist my curiosity, so I subconsciously leaned closer.

In the picture, there is no one.

After a while, the door opened.

Because it was a bird's-eye view, I could only wait with bated breath for "myself" to take shape in this bedroom.

Suddenly, a figure stepped backwards into the bedroom, walking heavily and hunching his back slightly, as if carrying a heavy object.

As the picture progresses, a huge coffin is carried in.

At this moment, a sense of foreboding has hung over the head.

I could barely think about what was hidden in the coffin.

But when the two of them put the coffin on the bed and uncovered it, I was still trembling.

It's me...

The man lying in the coffin was me.

It's just that I don't understand why the Six Spirits didn't show me their information form, but directly moved a living body into the room.

Just when I was puzzled, suddenly, the two people and the coffin in the picture turned into data form...

"Gone?" I muttered, scanning the screen.

At this moment, a cold gray light rose from the surface of the bed, like a light from the eyes of a monster, and shone directly on me.

"Tricky eyes in the mirror!"

It turned out that for three years in the other world, I was actually being watched in such a way!

Beads of sweat fell, drifting into the void.

In the painting, I suddenly opened my eyes, as if I had a terrible nightmare, and I was holding my head and gasping for breath.

A ray of silvery moonlight fell in front of the door... It is like boiling water poured on the ground, rising and rising up a diffuse "water mist".

But I know that it is not a "water mist", but an error caused by the imperfection of information fusion in the newly established Otherworld.

And time seems to be frozen in this period -

I was weak on the bed, and the "moonlight" on the ground.

"Six Spirits, what are you trying to hint at me?"

Looking at the picture that was no longer advancing, I vaguely guessed its intentions.

"Me? And moonshine... What exactly are you trying to tell me? “