Memories are like an old movie, you can play back, but you can't turn the camera inside. Therefore, I couldn't see exactly what the woman looked like......

Last September, I had a dream in which a woman's voice kept reminding me that the world was fake.

In October, I also had a dream, the same woman, calling me to go out and leave this world in a half-dream. I asked her who she was, and she hesitated to say that it was my wife.

At that time, about seven thousand years after the Great Wilderness Calendar, about seven thousand years apart, I dreamed of a woman.

The woman in the dream, dressed in a dark blue brocade cheongsam, rose-red loose-legged trousers, and cotton shoes, stood at another point in time that was completely alien to me, but had existed in history.

It was the Great Khing'an Mountains in 1945. The surroundings are full of snow-capped mountains and snow-capped trees, and everything is covered with snow except for the woman's back.

I have the impression that I am standing behind the woman, but I am in a dream, and I can't see myself. At the same time, I couldn't see the woman's face, because she kept her back to me and didn't turn around.

Just the back of that woman is already beautiful. In reality, there is also a back in front of me, which is Murong Fengyan holding my soul with one hand and protecting me behind him. These are two completely different, but both are extremely beautiful backs, in contrast, Murong Fengyan is more graceful, and women are more beautiful.

Murong Fengyan is not tall, about 1.65 meters, the height of the female ghost is nearly 1.7 meters, and the woman in the dream is about 1.71 to 72 meters tall.

I don't know why I compare Murong Fengyan and the female ghost with the woman in my dream, perhaps, it is precisely because that back is really different. Its degree is even slightly better than the two most beautiful figures I have ever seen, of course, those two figures are the female ghost and Murong Fengyan.

I think that if this woman turns her head, her appearance will definitely not be under the female ghost and Murong Fengyan.

It's a pity that she just stood quietly in the snow, she couldn't see her face, and naturally she couldn't infer her state of mind at this time from her facial features, but she could inexplicably feel an indescribable loneliness...... Just feel.

In my dream, I am not Wang Feixiang, but Wang Chunyang, maybe I was originally Wang Chunyang, but I don't remember.

I can't see myself clearly in the dream, as I said before, it's just a dream I had 7,000 years ago, in the dream, I can't adjust my perspective, I can't control what I want to say, because everything in the dream is in the past tense, it's memory, it's memory.

In the dream I said to the woman, "This is the third time, I have dreamed of you twice before, who are you?" ”

The woman in the dream had a beautiful and graceful voice, like a pearl falling on a silver plate, and like the best call of a lark, and asked softly, "Do you remember here?" ”

I said, "This is the time and space in the dream, right?" But I know where this is, this is about 7,000 years later, the Great Khing'an Mountains, the Little Panzi Mountain. ”

The woman in the dream smiled and said, "How did you come to know the word space-time?" ”

I said, "I met an old man two hundred years ago, and when we didn't believe him at first, he tore a rift in the air in front of us, and the other side of the rift was another time and space. ”

The woman in the dream laughed softly, I don't know why, there seemed to be regret hidden in the laughter, she said quietly: "I really hope that it is your memory, not listening to others." ”

I said, "You're weird, this dream is weird, I don't think I can dream about you out of thin air, I want to know, who are you?" ”

She said: "Count it as your wife, although she hasn't married yet." That's not right, it's your wife, my man, no one can take it away. ”

I asked her, "Do you know who I am?" ”

"Actually, you're a bandit who can play chess," she said. ”

I said, "I'm Martial Emperor Chunyang!" ”

She smiled and took a sip and said, "! Don't you feel like there's something wrong with your world? ”

I said, "Yes, I can speak English, no one else can." I also sing a lot of inexplicable songs, and a lot of other people can't even think of it...... How to say, technology! But I don't think there's a problem with this plane, or the people in this plane, I'm afraid I'm the only one who has a problem, right? I suspect I don't belong on this plane. When the old man tore a rift in the air, I saw the other side of the rift, there were cars on that plane, people were wearing weird clothes, by the way, you wouldn't be from that plane, would you? ”

She said, "No, there is a problem with that plane, it seems that you remember everything, but you forgot about yourself." Do you want to go back with me? ”

I said, "Where are I going back with you?" Why don't I take you against the sky? ”

She smiled and asked me, "Are you going to take me against the sky?" Do you think of me as your own woman? Do you believe what I say? ”

I said, "I don't know why, I believe it." I think we've definitely met somewhere, it feels familiar, and it's very kind, very kind. If I really forgot about myself, then you must be the most important person I have ever been. ”

She smiled: "It's not in vain that I've waited for you for 10,000 years, come with me and get out of here." ”

I said, "Isn't it against the sky?" ”

She said: "Reverse it, but don't reverse this, I will take you to reverse the real sky." ”

I said, "Okay, let's go." ”

She said: "You are free and easy, in this world, there is no other person you are worried about?" ”

I said: "No, I originally used my own soul as bait to set up a game, I wanted to see who was good and who was bad in the people around me, but recently I felt quite contradictory, and I didn't want to watch it." Let's go, how to go? ”

"First you have to kill yourself," she said. ”

I said, "It's that simple? ”

She smiled and said, "Yes." ”

I said, "Okay, then you wait for me, and I'll die for you now." ”

In the 5,179,683rd year of the Great Wilderness Calendar, I woke up from a dream and took nine steps towards the sky, one step at a time, and went straight to the nine heavens.

No one above the nine heavens, not even gods, can reach this height, but I can. No one knows that my strength has long been able to defy the sky, but I chose to die above the nine heavens.

The wind and thunder were rolling around, lightning and thunder were roaring, and the heavenly thunder, which even the divine body could not bear, was unstoppable and attacked me. Since then, the Great Wilderness Sutra has one more page of the Nine Heavens Ambush Map, but there is also one less Emperor Wu named Wang Chunyang.

The memory ends here, just a fragment, and what happened later is unknown, but the woman's voice was indeed heard in the two dreams I had when I was in Linjiang.

After Wang Chunyang died, she came to me again.

Even if I am Wang Chunyang, I can't understand his actions at that time. Why believe that woman unreservedly? Why suicide?

In that memory, I didn't feel any emotion, was he sad, happy, relieved, or free? Or is he depressed and suffering from a serious mental illness?

Otherwise, why would they choose to believe in a woman they dreamed of, and thus commit suicide?

Is he really unconcerned? Someone who doesn't have a lot to worry about? Even if you see it yourself, you don't care? Your own life is not important?

There will be no such people! What exactly did he go through? What do you want to do? Or is there any other purpose hidden behind his choice to believe and commit suicide?

Is he really dead? Could his death be another form of rebirth? If not, why did he choose to die?

I don't think he's going to die like that, right? But in this plane, or in this world, he is really dead......

The more I think about it, the more messy my head becomes, and I'm completely confused!

I was still protected by Murong Fengyan, looking at the snowflakes flying in the sky, and I couldn't guess why.

The female ghosts, Zhang Jiuling, and Guan Zhenlong in the distance looked obviously more confused. The three of them couldn't hold back their curiosity and asked one after another: "What happened in the afternoon of that day?" ”

I guess Wang Chunyang has never revealed his dream to anyone, so Murong Fengyan must not be able to guess the key to this. In fact, she wanted to know, and she had said before that she would ask me some questions when I regained my memory.

Now she is cold on the surface and her voice is indifferent, but she still can't help but ask: "Do you want to hear it?" The three of you first tell me what happened that afternoon. ”

This is a condition and an exchange. In addition, she had to answer questions before, so at this time, the three female ghosts couldn't help but speak.

Zhang Jiuling glanced at Guan Zhenlong and the female ghost, and said with a lewd smile: "That afternoon, I was dreaming, you all know it." ”

Murong Fengyan asked him, "What did you dream of?" ”

Zhang Jiuling said: "I dreamed of thousands of time and space, which constituted this world, and there was a moon, a well, and a martial emperor city. No matter how much time and space there is in this world, there is only one moon, a well, and a Martial Emperor City. It's just that I didn't dream at that time, Xuanyuan Treasure is on the moon, the Demon Sect is in the well, and you are in Emperor Wu City. Alas...... Why didn't I realize earlier that I shouldn't have dreamed of the moon, the well, and the Martial Emperor City? ”

Murong Fengyan asked, "Heavenly Era Stone, Underground Martial Emperor City, and Huangquan Realm in the Well, there are only these three ways to enter your dream?" ”

Zhang Jiuling said: "Yes." ”

Murong Fengyan snorted coldly and said, "In that case, how did Wang Chunyang's wisp of divine soul come in?" ”

Zhang Jiuling was stunned for a moment, and said with an ugly face: "This...... I really don't know. After speaking, he turned his head to Xuanyuan Bao and asked, "How did you know that Wang Chunyang's divine soul was in my dream?" It stands to reason that no one could have known about this......"

Xuanyuan Bao smiled indifferently, looked at Guan Zhenlong and asked, "How do you know?" ”

Guan Zhenlong looked strange, turned to look at Murong Fengyan, and asked, "What about you?" How do you know that Wang Chunyang's soul is in Zhang Jiuling's dream? Why do we all know such an unspeakable secret? ”