Chapter 8 Getting to the bottom of the matter
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cpa300_4; Huang Lian and the others immediately put me on the ground, and told me about the situation, saying that I was drowning in the water, and as soon as I caught it, I was like a madman and talking nonsense, and Wuxuan immediately checked me, frowned violently, and said: "Evil qi invades the body, and my mind is confused." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Bai He said: "Master, but we have frost peaks, how can we have evil spirits?" ”
Wuxuan closed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something, his face changed, and he muttered, "Could it be ...... Forbidden. ”
Bai He's eyes widened: "Forbidden land...... But the little brother has been with us all the time, and he has never been to the forbidden land. "I was still tied to the side and sat on the side, watching a few people discuss, and the worried look obviously didn't look like it was pretending.
It's all so real, it's so real that I'm a little confused about myself.
"What the hell are you talking about...... Let go of me, don't care about any demons and monsters, if you have the ability to show your form, don't come to these tricks to deceive people's hearts. "In the midst of the confusion, I tried to say something to calm myself down, and in fact I knew that it was useless to say such provocative words. Ghosts are not rash and fight alone, they only use the most effective means.
As soon as I shouted this, I attracted everyone's attention, and then I heard Wuxuan say to me: "You are my apprentice twenty-four years ago, you grew up here, these are your senior brothers, you have been infected by the evil qi of the forbidden land, your mind is confused, there must be a lot of memories in your mind that do not belong to you, these memories, many things are made up under the confusion of your mind, don't believe it." From now on, recite the awakening mantra every day, and you can slowly recover. ”
Not a memory that belongs to me?
I was stunned for a moment, couldn't help sneering, and said, "Make up lies, and make up a decent one." ”
Hearing this, he sighed, and said to Huang Lian and the others: "He was so deeply confused that he can't listen to anything now. ”
"Yes." Huang Lian and the others bowed down to reply, and no longer communicated with me more, and carried me all the way down the mountain to the bamboo hut I was familiar with. The group threw me into the room, a room that made me both familiar and unfamiliar, the furnishings were still the furnishings in my memory, but there were some modern personal items of my own, such as mobile phones and other objects, and some more gadgets, such as a row of musical instruments hanging on the left side of the wall, sheng, flute, flute, flute, and allegro and other things.
In the Taoist gate, there are rituals and sacrifices, all of which need to use ritual music, so the Taoist priests have to learn some musical instruments, before I got started, Coptis also asked me to pick one to learn, but helplessly, I don't have a little music cell, so far I can only blow Dolai Mi Shirsi, the fat of Coptis Qi is shaking.
At this moment, Bai He followed my gaze and said, "Senior brother, you won't even forget this, will you?" That's what you're best at. As she said this, somehow, a familiar and unfamiliar memory flashed through my mind.
In my memory, in a scientific ceremony, Coptis chinensis's fat fingers were playing the piano and singing, and I was playing the flute next to me, and at this moment, there was even a music score in my head.
**…… How so?
If before, I felt that I was hallucinating or being blinded by a ghost, now I even wonder if I am insane.
Seeing that I didn't answer, Bai He looked at me worriedly and said, "Don't rush, take your time." ”
A few people untied me, but they didn't let me go out, all of them here are practitioners, and I am best at light skills, so I was trapped for a while.
On the same day, everyone's lunch class was also canceled, and at sunset, Qiankun and two ways surrounded me to chant the scriptures, and the content of this awakening mantra was also memorized by me. More than a dozen people chanted together, and the calm and distant tone was like a trickle, and at this moment, I actually had a feeling that the whole person had settled down.
When I woke up, I found that I had fallen asleep at some point, and the whole person was lying on the bed, while Huang Lian and the others were making a bunk in the house. This time happened to be the time of the morning class, and Huang Lian and the others had already gotten up, cleaned up, and then surrounded me to recite the scriptures.
In this way, I tried my best to escape, but everyone was a practitioner, and they looked at me too closely, and there was no chance at all, and in a flash, five days had passed.
These five days are real, I can feel that time is flowing every minute, I will be hungry, thirsty, tired, sleepy, excretory, everything is alive and clear, and the things in the forbidden land seem to have happened a long time ago.
I was even confused, and sometimes I would suddenly feel that perhaps, I was really just fascinated by evil qi, I was not Su Tiangu who was borrowed by the fox immortal, but a closed disciple of Wuxu.
But this thought, most of the time, is just a flash, because those are not just memories, but the imprints left by my twenty-seven years of life, time and experience, are so obvious, how can they be fake?
However, the more I got to the end, my whole heart was bottomless.
As I chanted the sutras every morning and dusk, from time to time, some familiar and unfamiliar memories would flash through my mind.
In my mind, I remembered that when I was a child, wearing a Taoist robe, I secretly ran to the outer door, stole the sesame oil money, and went down the mountain to buy two packs of spicy strips;
I remember that after I was eight years old, I began to have morning classes with my brothers in Qiankun and Liangdao, removing insects and watering in the vegetable field;
I remember when I was enlightened, I used to practice calligraphy and read with a brush every day.
Right...... I have a presumptuous personality, unruly, often nonsense, and I like cursive writing the most, which is the best cursive writing in a group of people.
Countless familiar memories are pouring into my brain day by day, and those memories are as real as if I had experienced them myself. I had been trapped on the Frostfall Peak for a month, and after a month, everyone stopped guarding me, but I had no intention of running away again.
Because I don't know who I am.
If I had to describe it, it's like I've gone through two lives, each of which is very real.
No.
On the other hand, my current life is the most real, because I have another memory in my memory.
Su Tiangu, with a presumptuous personality and unrestrained, two months ago, when he was wandering in the mountains, he remembered the forbidden place of the division, and under curiosity, he secretly went to the periphery of the forbidden land. Suddenly, a gray fog shrouded in the forbidden land.
In the fog cover, a person who was exactly like him slowly appeared.
The man smirked wickedly and threw himself inside him.
Su Tiangu fled in a hurry, but he didn't dare to say it, and for the next few days, he would dream every night, in the dream, he became another Su Tiangu, who grew up in an orphanage and entered the society, he was cautious and did nothing......
In the end, he was in a trance, and while swimming in the afternoon, his legs cramped, and he sank into the water, losing consciousness with a splitting headache, until he was rescued from the water by the white crane.
Based on this memory...... Those memories before me were, as Wu Xuan said, illusory memories that were produced after the evil qi entered the body.
I just don't know what to do, which memory is true? Which memory is fake?
A month ago, I could still be sure that I was blinded by a ghost; But now, a month later, I'm not sure about anything.
A faint voice in my heart told me that everything now is real.
What an orphanage, what Tan Xuan's office, these simply don't exist.
The people I know, those living people, are really just the imaginations of my evil spirits and confusion?
I started to do morning and dusk classes with Huang Lian and others, and I was more conscious and stable than I remembered for the three months, because I seemed to have been used to this kind of day, without any discomfort, and even felt refreshed, and the whole person was like a new life.
But whenever I think of those people in my memories on the other end, those familiar faces, everything that I am very familiar with in front of me, instantly becomes far away.
Thinking about it, I slapped myself a few times, as if I could wake myself up and judge more clearly what was true and what was false. However, until his face was swollen, everything in front of him did not change at all, but he couldn't eat dinner painfully.
After another three days, I decided to go down.
I'm going to make sure of something.
Wuxu and others did not stop, let me go to the outer door to receive the funds, I went down the mountain by myself, parting, Huang Lian and others said, let me bring more delicious and fun back, I promised to come down, waved my hand, left Sanziguan, and directly bought a ticket to Shenzhen.