(The last two paragraphs of the previous chapter are still slightly modified, readers who have read it yesterday take a look again, it is difficult to express this logic accurately, forgive me)

Lao Lin saw that I was not interested in listening, so he simply pointed to the middle of the altar, "You need to go down again now, find last year's self in the passage in no chronological order, and send him back to the point in time where he belongs." ”

My mind is confused, is this to face last year's self? To speculate about what will happen if I can't save myself last year, my IQ is obviously not enough, but I have lived well for more than a year, does that mean that this is a task that will definitely be completed?

Thinking of this, the multiplied confidence gradually overcame the fear transmitted by the darkness that swallowed everything under my feet, and I trembled slightly, and slowly stepped down.

The light overhead was so dim that it could barely be seen, and the claustrophobic feeling of being surrounded and imprisoned by the darkness intensified my breathing, and I focused my attention on my feet, and felt that I had stepped on a solid step, and then walked down one step at a time, and the steps were not long, and after a dozen steps, I reached the bottom, and tentatively took a slightly larger step forward, and the darkness finally disappeared at once, and I saw a person sitting paralyzed under the light in front of me in the distance.

Slowly approaching him, my familiar face distorted and gloomy under the flames of the torch beating, eyes closed in evasion.

Like meeting a stranger by chance, my mind subconsciously reflected the first impression that the "he" on the other side gave me, well, selfish, weak...... With a little kindness and enthusiasm.,No aggressive.,In this game with a lot of bosses.,It's timid and sensitive.,It's not enough to brush up on the experience of the lowest level.,And it won't make a big difference until next year.。

On the other side of him, he suddenly opened his eyes, and in an instant the eyes that looked at me became hateful, disgusted, and angry, and my expression unconsciously stiffened, and I grinned at him, but the embarrassment was worse than crying.

As my own experience last year, of course, I know that he is self-righteously imagining that I am a hallucination generated by his mind, and that he is going to use that little limited and pitiful "wisdom" to try to debunk this imaginary mental illusion, so I should give him a little affirmation and confidence.

I nodded, "Yes ......" This kind of conversation with myself is very strange, just spit out this one word, and I wanted to give him more words of encouragement, so I swallowed it back into my stomach without saying anything.

"What if I kill you?" His hatred for me was unmistakably written on his face, and he asked through gritted teeth.

I shook my head secretly, and said in my heart that I don't know you yet? You don't dare to kill people if you have the guts, what kind of garlic to pretend? But he could only untie this button according to the idea of "illusion", and replied with a straight face: "Then the two I don't exist, the logic of the brain will return to normal, and you still can't leave from here." ”

He always thought that I was the same person as him, that I must be an illusion created by his subconscious, and that this was a face-to-face communication between the present and the future. His expression began to be confused, and his expression was as hideous as that of a madman, and his ten fingers were crossed into his unkempt hair, and he clung to the ground along the smooth stone wall, trembling like chaff, and asked himself, "If I were you, then who would I be?" ”

I finally realized his pity, not only because of the dejected look in front of me, but also because he had to find the final answer little by little in the ignorance and life and death panic of the next year or so, and the most mediocre happiness in his hope was also out of reach, but he had to use a lot of useless life insights to constantly persuade himself, so as not to be stimulated to become completely crazy.

I sighed lightly, and suddenly found his strength, that is, the optimism from beginning to end, the optimism that he would rather make up lies to deceive himself when he has no hope, and he can be optimistic not because of wisdom, but because he really doesn't understand anything. Is this optimism also a great wisdom of detachment? I do not know.

All I know is that no matter what happens to him from now on, the only reason why he will not collapse is optimism. He has a sun in his heart, which can illuminate the sun that affects himself and others, and no matter how gloomy and dark it is, it can't stop a trace of light and heat.

The mental stimulation I imposed on myself was too strong, and he finally fell into an unknown coma during the convulsions, and I secretly rejoiced for him that it was better to faint, while shaking my head and muttering: "If it goes on like this, it will be the rhythm of schizophrenia......

Probably no one has tried my current experience, I was dragging myself, tired and panting, to the entrance that I had just come down, and completely stuffed this person who was so heavy that I was annoyed into that deep darkness, suddenly I heard a soft sound of "click", and my heart was in a trance, why didn't I find this obvious entrance and exit of space when I was in this corridor last year? When he goes out, will he meet Lao Lin who was waiting outside a few minutes ago or the big head who was in a severe coma last year?

After sorting out the clue and thinking about it carefully, this is actually a very interesting logic problem about chronology, and it is not difficult to understand after breaking it down. There is no concept of time in the isolated space of this cycle in front of you.,The entrance is the articulation of the outside world and the special space.,As long as you leave here,Time will return to the historical origin when you enter.,The entrance under this ancient altar was opened by 083 after the mechanism was destroyed a few days ago.,How could I see the entrance that was opened a few days ago last year?

From here, I can only go back to last year's moment, and I have been here for ten minutes, no matter what I encounter here, not only can I see the entrance and exit opened by the destruction of the altar a few days ago, but when I return to the normal world, time is sequential from the moment I came down, and I and last year can meet, which is the intersection of two different external time points in the same space without the concept of time.

The light sound just now is the sound of the sinking center being triggered to lift up again after I was sent to the hidden mechanism of the altar last year, and last year, I will return to the unconscious three people without noticing, and after a few minutes, I will wake up like a nightmare, and then everything will follow the order in the Niuerling encounter last year, and gradually discover that the passage that has changed endlessly is actually the living Tai Sui......

I breathed a sigh of relief, and without a moment of hesitation, I walked back to the dark entrance, groped up more than a dozen steps, and when I saw Lao Lin's familiar face again, I felt that my body and mind became lighter in an instant, and the last heavy stone pressed on my chest was finally completely removed.