Chapter Seventy-One: My Home
Another universe.
New Year's Eve period.
I walked out of the noisy class, and the crowd was still shouting and shouting.
Time is traveling......
The year 2045 is almost gone forever, and after the destruction is rebirth, the protagonist of rebirth has been replaced by 2046......
Footsteps, towards the West.
The wind is raging, and the cold is scorning. Shivering, but not showing a painful expression. Still smiling, "I'm wondering why I'm thinking about ......." "I'm thinking, why am I thinking?" ......
Does time have to be squandered by living beings to prove the existence of time? It seems to pass faster than usual, and perhaps the so-called eternal existence is to enclose life in order to deny the existence of time.
The night melted away - except for the light, which was shrouded in black.
Existence removes temperature - turns into energy - volatilizes space-time...... I wondered why I was thinking.
Another universe.
"Wan Ying!" Deming thought she was caught in some kind of illusion, and couldn't help but push her hard.
The animal skin roll in Wan Ying's hand popped and fell to the ground.
The force that Deming exerted on Wan Ying instantly pulled her consciousness from her memories to reality.
"Do you feel lightheaded, nauseous?"
Wan Ying looked at Deming in a daze, her consciousness was not fully awake, and she murmured: "Huh?"
Seeing that she was still drowsy, Dai Ming's heart sank, and he injected Xuan Qi into her body while quietly muttering to himself: "I'm afraid she has fallen into the illusion." Is there something wrong with this skin roll?"
The drowsiness in Wan Ying's mind was rushed by the Xuan Qi injected into her body by Deming, and she suddenly felt extremely cool, and her brain immediately sobered up.
Wan Ying opened her eyes wide, and immediately rolled over to make a defensive gesture. When she saw Deming, she instantly recalled the situation at this time. couldn't help frowning and said coldly, "What happened to me just now?"
Seeing that she was so fast, Dai Ming was also stunned, and suddenly muttered in his heart: "With her skills, I'm afraid I don't even have the opportunity to perform mystical arts!"
"You just fell for an illusion. I gave you some Xuan Qi just now, and I didn't worry about it. ”
"Illusion?" Wan Ying frowned when she heard this. But Dai Ming really gave her a very cordial feeling, if it was in the past, she would never trust someone at will. Looking at Deming's ordinary emaciated face, Wan Ying's face eased and asked.
Deming turned his head to look at the stone shelves around him and exhaled softly.
"There may be something wrong with the skin roll you are looking at. ”
Wan Ying's momentum changed, and she turned her head and squinted at the many animal skin rolls on the gray-black stone frame. Deming followed her eyes, a half-spread roll of animal skin
Attracted Deming's eye.
Deming suddenly asked, "You opened this volume?"
Wan Ying pursed her lips, a little irritable in her heart, and pointed to the animal skin scroll that fell on the ground: "I only read this one." After pointing at it, he glanced at the spread out animal skin scroll, and reached out to grab it with some curiosity.
Perhaps the owner of this closed stone room opened the scroll. Dai Ming thought about it for a while, and couldn't help but walk over, passed Wan Ying, and reached out to pick up the roll of animal skin. Wan Ying's outstretched hand froze, but when she opened her eyes, she saw a line of blood-colored handwriting written on the animal skin scroll that Deming had spread out: Xuanzhi and Xuan are the Tao, the Tao is renamed Xuan, and Xuan Xiu is also. Under this red letter, there are four more words: Otherworldly Xuandao.
"Cultivation, mysticism. Deming, you are Xuan Xiu!"
"What does this mean?" Deming's doubts had just risen after reading it, when he heard Wan Ying muttering. With a shocked face, he calmed down again, and said, "What's wrong?"
Wan Ying suddenly shrugged her shoulders, suddenly laughed, and said, "It's nothing." You know, I'm from another world. Now that you've been brought to a place like this, what should I do?"
Deming was stunned for a moment, and his face became a little uncomfortable: "You have also seen that this is a secret room where ancient books are stored, and there will definitely be a way out." Deming casually put the scroll back on the stone shelf, and said, "What's more, you want to follow me, I didn't ask you to follow." ”
Another universe.
"Get out of the way, a scum like him doesn't deserve to be treated like this!
"I hated his father for depriving me of my freedom. But for him, I love. Even if he does something wrong, I will defend him. If you want to kill him, kill me first. ”
The "little black ......" Lord of Lanyang Country was an emaciated old man in Tsing Yi, and he looked at a pig-headed beast with a human body in front of him with tears in his eyes.
And in the heavens and on the ground, there were four different kinds of mysterious beasts, one of which was a shell as big as a normal person, with six paws on his chest, watching this scene coldly.
This shell lang is familiar, as if it is the peerless shell lang who is curious about Deming's painful rolling!
After participating in the Ten Thousand Insects Conference, it planned to conspire with the high-ranking figures of the human race, so as to provoke and intensify the conflict of the human race, so as to better weaken the power of the human race, and destroy it all in the future!
The willow trees fluttered around, and there were also dozens or hundreds of ant beasts hiding among the willows.
At this moment, the sky is bright, and in the middle of the brilliant sun, a white dot is gradually turning red......
Thousands of miles away, near the Soul Return Stream in the Yanlang area, the space that turned from white to black has covered thousands of miles.
The pig-headed human body, the mysterious beast called Xiao Hei by the lord of the Blue Yang Kingdom, looked at the emaciated old man gently, his gaze penetrated time and space, and returned to the distant past......
A beautiful past is mixed with a painful past......
"I've never met my parents, and as far as I can remember, I've been with him. He's an idiot who never chooses the right place to and pee. If he wants to eat, he will cry, and someone will bring him something to eat. I was jealous of him at first, why did I eat such dross. Why is he loved, but I am so lonely?
Another universe.
I own a home. This home does not have any doors and windows to the outside world. So the air in it won't last me long, but I don't plan to open a window to change the air. There is no desire to open a door to the outside world. Until now, there has been no such will. Well, my home is a completely enclosed and safe space. There is endless water and solitude to play with me to pass the boring life.
By the way, what else is there in my house besides endless water and loneliness? Oh, my home has nothing but water to drink lonely and there may be, but I can't see it, because there is only infinite water, gray water.
There are many, many things in my home! I have seen many, many things in the world I lived before, and they all exist in my memories in the form of memories, some of which will change their appearance and reappear in my dreams, but most of them do not like to appear in my dreams.
Yes. My home has some things I like - at least for a long time - and my love for myself is not constant. Not to mention the existence outside of me.
Ah, I've been in my house for a long, long time, and I've almost suffocated to death many times, because it's all water, and I'm going to drown one day. But the 'Fuji Transformation Decision' I cultivated seems to have the ability to breathe, and I can't drown myself. By the way, my family has a lot of messy dreams, which are not swayed by emotions and consciousness, they are all subconsciously playing in the dream world.
I often dream that something very interesting is happening in a different world. It's really, so funny. To be alive is to dream.