Chapter 468: True and False

"Are these all left behind after the death of those who failed to break through?" Looking at the corpses and bones in front of her, Yan Yin muttered to herself, "But, what happened to them, that they would die like this?"

In Yan Yin's opinion, the things he encountered in the relationship were not tests. Not to mention any danger, or a life-and-death crisis.

However, the piles of bones and corpses suddenly woke him up.

Just because you haven't encountered a danger doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

Carefully avoiding the corpses, Yan Yin searched for a way to walk past.

But this road is not so real.

He hadn't taken a few steps before Yan Yin felt that the surrounding environment suddenly changed, and a dilapidated house appeared in front of him.

It's still the same broken house, but the broken house seems to be a little more broken.

The drizzling rain, although not as torrential as it had when the scene was first encountered, still piled up puddles on the ground.

A woman in a light blue robe stood in front of the room with some sadness and memories on her face.

Because she knew that all this was fake, Yan Yin boldly stepped forward and stood in front of the woman.

This time, he saw it more clearly.

The woman's appearance is very similar to Linglong, and it can be said that Linglong's appearance is seven points like her.

Looking at this woman, Yan Yin knew that she was the ancestor of love.

"Why is she so similar to Linglong?" Yan Yin secretly puzzled, "What is the relationship between the love ancestor, a woman who passed away more than a thousand years ago, and Linglong." ”

Just when Yan Yin was looking at the relationship between Linglong and the ancestor in front of her, she saw the ancestor waving her hand slightly, and some breezes suddenly rose in all directions of heaven and earth.

And the drizzling rain gradually became lighter, and finally stopped falling.

With a single move, he changed the weather and environment of the world, and this strength and means made Yan Yin frightened.

However, what made him even more frightened, even frightened, appeared.

I saw that the fairy in the environment he was in flicked his sleeves slightly, and the dilapidated house began to change.

The dilapidated house became clean, bright, spacious and brand new.

The house looks like it has been built newly, and it looks like it's sheltered from the wind and rain.

This kind of means of turning decay into magic is not a place where Yan Yin is frightened and frightened.

What really frightened and frightened Yan Yin was that he saw a picture-in-picture.

What is Picture-in-Picture?

Yan Yin herself is in an illusory world, and this illusory world was created by the ancestor of the love.

Now, in this illusory world, he has entered an illusory scene, which is the scene he is in now.

And in this scene, he saw a memory from the ancestor of the scene that was shown in the picture.

A cute little girl, grinning and playing with mud in front of the house.

Her face was stained with dust and dirt, and her clothes were a little messy but mostly neat and tidy.

The little girl didn't know how long she played, but then she looked into the room and seemed to shout something.

Not long after the little girl's words fell, a person came out of the house.

A man, dressed in black, with long hair, a face as hard and resolute as a knife, and eyes that shimmered like stars. His hand, quietly pinching a black square step, looked at the little girl in front of the house with a smile.

The man put the black cloth into his arms, and then reached out to pick up the little girl, not avoiding the dirt on the little girl's body and wiping the dirt from her young and lovely face.

Yan Yin's eyes enlarged sharply, and he looked at the scene in front of him in shock and fear.

The man in the picture is none other than himself!

"It's impossible," Yan Yin said incoherently, "It's absolutely impossible, those eight years were just something I voluntarily got lost into." When I come out, everything will turn into a bubble. It is absolutely impossible for the young age of the master to be like the dreamy eight years I experienced, absolutely impossible. ”

"But, that black cloth, what do you explain?" At this time, the voice of the dragon sounded, its voice was a little flashy, and there was also some fear in it, "This black cloth, you know what it represents." You never took it out for eight years. But in this picture, in this memory, it appears. And, since you entered this realm, you have never spoken of this black piece of cloth, nor have you taken it out to look at it. If all this is false, then what is the explanation for this black piece of cloth? Because he did not appear in this relationship, but in the memory of the interrogation. I don't believe that a dead person could get into your brain and peek into your memories. Because, it's impossible. ”

Yan Yin's eyes stared at the man in the picture, staring at the way he was holding the girl.

This room, he remembers.

This was built by him in a random place after taking away the ancestor of the interrogation, where he lived with the young interrogation for eight illusory years.

But in this way, those eight years do not seem to be illusory.

Seemingly, it's true.

"Why, why is this happening? Could it be that I have really lived here for eight years? But why is it that I have been in love with the ancestor of Love, she has been dead for more than a thousand years, how can I really raise her for eight years. Yan Yin clenched his fists and said, "All this must be fake, fake!"

With a loud roar, endless qi and blood gushed out of Yan Yin's body. He wanted to use his momentum and his fists to blast away everything in front of him.

However, his fist simply didn't hit everything in front of him. can't penetrate the illusory world in his eyes.

"If those eight years are real, you are indeed the father who interceded and raised her for eight years. Jiaolong said in an analytical tone, "Then, the first time you encountered that dilapidated house before, that heavy rain, I'm afraid it's also true." It's just that the protagonist in it has become a little boy because of you. Aside from this, the little girl who appeared later should be the intercession that you lived alone after you left. Without you, she was sad and survived with difficulty. ”

When Jiaolong said this, Yan Yin also thought of this.

If these two memories or the illusory past are linked, then everything seems to be very reasonable and very compatible.

"You raised him for eight years, and finally, under my persuasion, you came out of the illusion and the lost. "Jiaolong Dao" However, the world we think is illusory may actually be real. Little girl, it does exist. And you, indeed, raised her for eight years. She doesn't know what happened after you left. But what is certain is that the story you told her about you in the Yanyun Mountains obviously made her remember. ”

"Only being alive is everything!" Yan Yin whispered to herself, "If that's the case, then what am I? Did I carry me a thousand years ago, or have I been lost in it?"

The dragon was silent, and perhaps even it didn't know what was going on.

In front of him, the memories of the past eight years shown by the ancestor of the interrogation gradually flashed, and finally the scene when Yan Yin left.

It's just that that scene is shown from the perspective of the question of love in childhood.

Yan Yin inside is already middle-aged. His gaze was still firm, and his expression was calm with a hint of warmth.

The little girl played alone for a while, and when she looked at the middle-aged Yan Yin, she saw him talking to herself alone.

Then, the middle-aged Yanyin beckoned to her and began to tell her a story.

A story that Yan Yin has really experienced.

"No wonder, no wonder she did say that I was there talking to myself alone before I finally left. Yan Yin said in a deep voice, "I was talking to you at that time, if we think that the eight years at that time were fake and untrue. So, why is it so true that the memories that I see now belong to the ancestor of the love? What is the connection between this, and what role do I play? Is I a passer, or a father who lives in the memory of the ancestor of love!"

"Well, I don't know," Jiaolong sighed, "because even I can't figure out what's going on." Before I thought I was awake, and I didn't know which one was illusory and which one was real. But now it seems that even I have been lost in this illusory and real situation. ”

In the picture, what frightened Yan Yin even more was the last scene in the memories shown by the ancestor of the love.

The middle-aged Yan Yin stroked the little head of the young intercession and gave her a warm smile.

Subsequently, in a smile, the middle-aged Yanyin became young and masculine. In a burst of hazy light, Yan Yin disappeared in front of the eyes of the young intercession.

Immediately afterwards, that memory disappeared, and in front of the ancestor of the interrogator, there was still a dilapidated house.

understood the origin of this dilapidated house, until the memory in the memory of the ancestor of the love, Yan Yin's heart was very hesitant and confused.

He didn't know whether all this in front of him was true or false, and he didn't know if he was the adoptive father of the master who asked for love.

If he is the adoptive father of the ancestor of the interrogator, then he has lived for at least a thousand years.

However, he is now less than thirty years old.

He clearly remembered that his father was Yan Yi and his mother was Bang Qing.

One of them is the Dingbei General of the Fengyun Empire, and the other is the fourth junior sister of the current head of Qingyue Mountain.

If he wasn't the adoptive father of the ancestor of the lovers, everything in front of him was indeed fake.

So, ask whether the memory of the ancestor is fake or true. Who was her adoptive father, and who raised her for eight years. All these things made Yan Yin feel very chaotic and very chaotic.

He wanted to sort out all the relationships, but found that the more he tried to sort it out, the more difficult it became.

"Who am I!" Yan Yin shouted loudly, "Who the hell am I!!"

"Since you want to know all this, then, let me help you!" Jiaolong said in a deep voice, "As long as you give me the control of that blood qi in your sea of knowledge, I can use its power to find answers for you!"

Suddenly, Yan Yin's eyes froze, and her expression suddenly became cold.

"I don't know if I'm living in an illusory world, or if I'm lost in real emotions. But what I know for sure is that you!Jiaolong!" Yan Yin said coldly, "Never try to control my body again, control everything about me!"

"Control, I can't talk about it" Jiaolong's voice said indifferently, "I just want to help you"

After speaking, Jiaolong was silent.

Because of Jiaolong's words, Yan Yin suddenly calmed down.

Slowly closing his eyes, he didn't think about anything else.

"Since I can't tell whether everything here is true or false, then I must be real. Yan Yin said in a deep voice, "Then, let me distinguish myself, whether I am real or illusory!"

With a low shout, a blood shadow appeared next to Yan Yin.

"I have thoughts, and I'm confused and lost because of feelings. However, the blood shadow that I have condensed with my own Martial King essence blood will definitely not get lost in this illusory world. Yan Yin's voice was cold and clear, "Because, it has no consciousness!"

(This chapter, it's very laborious, really laborious.) I was afraid that my writing would not be good, and I would not be able to write that kind of true or false, so I carefully pondered for a long time. I don't know if you've watched "Inception", but the inspiration for some of my love comes from it. Dream within dream, true in false, false in true. A very confusing and somewhat difficult logical relationship. I've read Inception three or four times, and I want to try to write about the three-dimensional thinking real and unreal that it describes in my book. Because it's an attempt, I don't know if it's good or not, I hope friends who read the book will understand, thank you)