It was dawning again, but the wooden building did not disappear, but looked more real.

Today is the first day of the seventh month, and it was supposed to be an open day for the planned delivery of news and panic news. But at this time, it was as dark as night in Jieping Town, thick dark clouds pressed overhead, and whirlwinds blew on his face like knives.

Linghua closed the window in the dark room on the third floor of the wooden building, looked back and said to Zhuo Zhuo, "There is no one outside, everyone is hiding."

The opportunity to create news exists in name only, and the plan will continue?

Zhuo Zhuo withdrew his gaze from the window and looked down at Linghua, he saw the hesitation on Linghua's face, and turned his back to flip through the books on the bookshelf with his almost transparent hand.

Linghua couldn't see his expression, but heard his resolute voice: "Just because there is no one outside, it is a good time for us to rescue everyone. If you are afraid of danger, stay in the wooden building, and I will go out and find the friends on the list, and let everyone out."

Linghua felt that Zhuo Zhuo was already enchanted at this time, why did he insist on saving everyone so much? Obviously, he had already seen his corpse in the afterimage, and he had also seen his hands become transparent after destroying the array, why did he still insist on going his own way?

"Why are you so insistent on saving people? If you do that, you may no longer be able to exist in the world." Linghua frowned slightly and walked over to him.

She pressed the book Zhuo Zhuo was flipping through, "I thank you for helping us for so many days, so I don't want to see you sacrifice yourself."

Zhuo Zhuo put down the book and looked down at her, "So you didn't destroy the phantom array, do you want me to live a little longer?"

"I just don't want to see you die." After Linghua finished speaking, he lowered his head and rummaged through.

Zhuo Zhuo didn't move, he looked at Linghua's slender silhouette, took a deep breath and said, "Actually, I have something to hide from you."

Linghua's movements stopped, turned his head and said nothing, just listened quietly.

"As I walked to the ice room, I seemed to remember something. It's just that these things are very vague, and it's hard for me to be sure whether it's true or not." Zhuo Zhuo looked at his right hand, although it was already transparent, he could still imagine what his hand looked like.

"What do you remember?" Linghua asked softly.

"When I walked to the door of the ice room, I felt a sense of rejection, as if I had a premonition that there was something bad for me. I was shocked to see the afterimage, to be honest, I never thought I would see my own body. And when I went back that night, I had a lot of things in my mind that I didn't remember before."

Zhuo Zhuo clenched his arms, as if recalling something terrible, and his eyes became hollow and trembling: "I remembered that I had been placed in an airtight place, surrounded by darkness and no light. I seemed to have been here for a long, long time, and suddenly one day, the darkness above my head was opened, and a pair of hands held me out.

When I looked back, I realized that I had been placed in a jade cup covered with cloth. The first time I was so close to Xiao Jiao's face, he told me that I would soon be able to create my new body, but it would take another cycle before I could attach my soul to the body."

Linghua deeply regretted that Zhuo Zhuo's suicide was indeed true.

However, the word "cycle" appears again, and there are cycles in Jieping Town, and so far there are only wooden buildings. Convergence, synthesis, release, and eruption are a cycle.

In the ice room before, Jiao Lu's words mentioned Zhuo Zhuo's words that "he won't come back in the next cycle", could it be that this cycle also hides a mystery?

Linghua pondered silently, and Zhuo Zhuo continued: "I was put into the jade cup again, I don't know how long later, it was Xiang Suisheng who took me out, he was still young at the time, he looked like he was about ten years old, I could feel his hand holding me shaking."

"But didn't Xiang Suisheng come here in the past few years? How did you see him in advance?" Linghua wondered.

Zhuo Zhuo stroked his forehead painfully: "I don't remember...... I can't remember how to think about it. These are the memories that freshmen have in my mind, and I have never known these things before. I think I may have lost my memory."

Linghua understood his plan, so he said, "So you want to look in this dark room to see if there are any records?"

"And that's not the only reason, I also want to know behind the alcove

What is the noodle?" Zhuo Zhuo said and flipped through the book again.

He opened a book and shook it a few times: "Xiang Suisheng held me into the mezzanine between the first and second floors, and it was he who opened the mechanism leading to the mezzanine with his demonic power, so that I could know how to go to the staggered floor.

Maybe there was a sign of revival in this memory before I went into the ice room with you that day, and I didn't know how to enter the mezzanine before, but that day I involuntarily drew it out and activated the mechanism."

Linghua muttered, "Maybe it's time......

Zhuo Zhuo stopped what he was doing: "Perhaps, the enchantment at this time is already sensitive, and for some reason, this enchantment is more fragile than the previous one. Now you've ruined the Eye, and now the barrier is as brittle as ice cubes, shattering at the touch of it."

"So you still want to take this opportunity to get the people out?" Linghua asked the question in his heart, "Why have you been obsessed with saving people?"

Zhuo Zhuo's expression became solemn, he was silent for a long time, and his soul seemed to have passed through thousands of rivers and mountains, and returned to his body.

"After being taken away by Xiang Suisheng, it was Di Yuan himself who possessed my spirit, and I somehow forgot that I was dead, but I remembered the events of my time when I was alive and the events of many years before my resurrection.

I only forgot that I had already died once, and I forgot that it was Emperor Yuan who reshaped my body. I suspect that the memory thing is a trick on Xiang Suisheng, and he is proficient in the method of extracting memories, so maybe he passed on other people's memories to me.

He was afraid that if I remembered that Di Yuan had reshaped my body, I would be grateful to her and sincerely work for this organization to take his place.

So he only removed the matter of my death and resurrection, and left me with all my painful memories, making me hate Emperor Yuan, hate him, hate this unjust heaven and earth!"

Zhuo Zhuo paused for a moment and then said, "Why am I obsessed with saving people? I was already dead, and now that I think about all these things, I feel that life is a kind of exhaustion.

However, these people who live in Jieping Town, they still have hope, they can still get out of here and live, and they will not repeat my mistakes.

Even if I found the Phantom Array, it didn't seem that simple to find this place, and I wanted to save them desperately.

for no one has ever saved me when I was afflicted."

Linghua was silent, she couldn't persuade anything anymore. After being drenched in the rain himself, he wanted to get an umbrella for others, and since this is his own mission, then go for it.

She nodded, "Then you can go, although I don't approve of acting in this moment when the full picture is unknown. But since this is your insistence, I will not sway your thoughts. I will inject spiritual power here tonight, and the outbreak period will come, when you take everyone away, please be sure to protect these people."

Zhuo Zhuo glanced at Linghua deeply, nodded and put down the book in his hand: "Since this is the case, then I will prepare if I find a clue."

As soon as the words fell, they heard the sound of slight footsteps, Linghua and Zhuo Zhuo became vigilant, and they all quietly gathered their strength. The shadow cast by the figure got closer and closer, and Heng Gu, whose hair was scattered, walked in with agility, and was startled when he saw the two people who were tense.

"You're so nervous?" Henggutou paused, and the cat waved his hand to the side, "It's me."

Linghua and Zhuo Zhuo were relieved, Zhuo Zhuo looked up clues again, Linghua stepped forward and pulled Henggu into the dark room and asked, "How did you get in?"

Heng Gu scratched his head and whispered, "I have been pranayama according to An Huai's words for one night, and I really feel much better, and now my spiritual power is a lot stronger, and I feel that my cultivation seems to have improved a little. I waited for you to come back, fearing that you would be in danger, so I came to you.

Speaking of which, I've been here for so long, and there are only a few listless managers along the way, and their bodies have become transparent, I don't know why.

And the fence gate into the bluestone slab area, I only used a little spiritual power to open it, I didn't use any effort at all, what happened?"

Linghua briefly recounted the process of the night, but she didn't say anything about Zhuo Zhuo.

Heng Gu's thin lips opened slightly in surprise: "You destroyed the formation eye, then we can go out after blowing up the wooden building, right?"

"Tonight will start, but before that, I want to see what's behind the alcove, here

There must be something we don't know." After Linghua finished speaking, she started to look for it again, and she even went to the ground to grope to see if there was any hidden grid.

Heng Gu also joined in, and the three of them did not find anything other valuable in the dark room, seeing that time passed bit by bit, Zhuo Zhuo left the wooden building first to prepare for leading everyone to evacuate.

Linghua sat on the ground, put down the book in his hand that recorded the experimental process, and analyzed it with Heng Gu: "Do you know that Xiang Suisheng has disappeared?"

Henggu was surprised, "Missing? Didn't he recuperate in his own home?"

"But do you know where he lives? His residence had never been seen in the Imperial Family, and there was no bedroom for him in the palace where Dr. Cao lived. Do you know where he lives?" Linghua put the book back on the shelf and picked up a new one to look through.

Heng Gu had never thought about this either, he sat down next to Linghua and hesitated to guess, "Maybe he lives somewhere else we haven't been?"

Linghua pondered, "Maybe, but since I've seen the Scorched Messenger disappear and Zhuo Zhuo's hands become transparent, and you see the Rational Messenger on the road also become transparent, I have a feeling in my heart."

Henggu leaned in and asked, "How do you feel?"

"Is everything we come into contact with everything that others make us see?" Linghua paused slightly, organized the language, and then said, "In other words, some things we see are manipulated by others and are false, and the truth is covered and blinded, and only the falsehood is in front of our eyes, which makes us convinced."

Linghua's voice was like a mallet hitting the chime, and it hit Henggu's heart with precision. He patted the floor beneath him, "You say it's all fake? Are the people around us fake?"

"It's hard to believe, but it seems to be true at the moment." Linghua got up and opened the window again to look outside.

There were only a few black-clad men in the narrow streets, and their sleeves seemed to be empty under them, and their empty sleeves fluttered with the wind, like ghosts and ghosts.

"After I destroyed the Array Eye, Zhuo Zhuo's hand became as if it had disappeared, and I really couldn't help but connect the Phantom Array with him." She closed the window and made a bold assumption, "If everything here is fake, is it real?"

"Is he already like Jiao Lu, who turned into powder and floated into the air after he died? It's just that everyone doesn't know that when he dies, there will be no bones left, just that he is missing."

Linghua remembered the "cycle" mentioned by Jiao Lu again, when Zhuo Zhuo died, Jiao Lu almost cried and said, "You won't come back in the next "cycle", so, will someone come back in the next cycle after they die?

She hurriedly asked Henggu, "What do you think someone means when someone tells you that after you die, you will come back in the next 'cycle'?"

Henggu blinked, tilted his head and thought carefully, "I guess I will come back from the dead, right?" Doesn't "coming back" mean that I will continue to live?"