Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Flower of the Other Side

"Uhh

Just now, he felt a throbbing from the depths of his soul, and then his soul seemed to be directly withdrawn, and the intense pain made him wake up directly.

I saw that Jiang You was on a scorched earth at this time, the sky and the earth were the same color, all of them were endlessly gray, the overhead was overcast, so gloomy that it seemed to fall down at any time, and several silver-white lightning bolts with the thickness of small arms exploded in the distance, and this was the only bit of light between the heavens and the earth.

"Who am I? Where am I? What is this place? Jiang You looked down at himself, but found that he was naked, but he had no time to care about it at this time, because he found that he couldn't think of anything.

Wasn't that feeling of the soul being pulled away just now a dream?

Jiang You stood up from the ground and froze in place.

At this time, the sound of waves crashing on stones came, Jiang You subconsciously turned around, and at some point, a big river with waves appeared behind him, and the gray-yellow river was pouring mountains and seas in the distance.

And on the other side of the river, full of red flowers, the color of the flowers is like blood, there is no end in sight, the slender petals slowly open and close, beautiful and moving, not at all like the bank where Jiang You is located.

Jiang You walked to the shore, people always have a yearning for beautiful things, although they don't know where to go, but they still walk in the direction of the red flowers blooming.

The surging majestic river is rushing into the distance, the river is wide and the waves are urgent, Jiang You is at a loss, and he is blocked by the river, and the red flowers on the opposite bank are still rolling, rolling the petals, so that Jiang You has to be fascinated.

This river can be crossed?

Just when Jiang You had this idea in his mind, a small boat appeared in the river, it seemed so small in the stormy waves, and it was swept into the waves in a blink of an eye, but in the blink of an eye, it appeared at the head of the tide again, and in this way, it passed through the layers of thick waves and appeared in front of Jiang You.

Jiang You hurriedly stepped on it, but the moment he stepped on the hull of the boat, he found that he didn't feel like stepping on the real thing, but just floated onto a mold, this wave is so urgent, it won't be swept down, Jiang You looked at the gray river outside the boat and couldn't help but be a little worried.

The boat slowly sailed away from the shore and headed towards the side full of red flowers, Jiang You turned around, wanting to see where he was just now, but suddenly found that there was a person standing on the shore.

That person turned out to be himself, it was a slightly illusory outline, but it was still not difficult to see the facial features, it was clearly Jiang You, but if it was Jiang You, then who was on the boat at this time?

Looking down at his body, Jiang You found that his skin had become extremely delicate, just like a newborn baby, and there was no abnormality in addition, Jiang You looked at the illusory self again, but found that the figure was like a popped balloon that instantly withered, and the whole person fell to the ground, shrunk into a pool of ashes, and completely melted into that scorched earth.

Jiang You was shocked to see it, although he was not experiencing it himself, but he felt a little psychologically uncomfortable watching the thing that looked like himself become like this.

Although looking at the ship from the outside was extremely thrilling, Jiang You was sitting extremely steadily at this time, as if he was sailing in a quiet sea without waves, and slowly approached the opposite shore.

The sea of blood-colored flowers is getting closer and closer to Jiangyou.

Finally, the boat docked, perhaps sensing something, the blood-red flowers began to bloom, delicate, and Jiang You's eyes gradually became clearer.

Jiang You stepped into the flowers with one foot, and then countless memory fragments poured into Jiang You like a tide.

"Xiao Ran, I'm going to look for you......" A man stood on a building hundreds of meters high, looked at the steel forest in front of him, a trace of determination crossed his eyes, and jumped down, the light and shadow changed on his slender body, and finally disappeared into the dust, and the splashed blood stained a flower on the other side.

"Why do you treat me like a dog! If I want you to die, give me death! A middle-aged man with bloodshot eyes trembled, his left hand carrying the collar of a bloody man, his right hand holding a fruit knife, and a broken wine bottle on the ground.

After making sure that the bloody man was no longer alive, he threw the man away, turned the fruit knife, and stabbed it into his heart, and the fresh blood pressure that burst out bent into a flower on the other side.

"Mom, I feel so tired, I'm about to fall asleep." A childish voice came, and a little boy struggled to hold his eyelids, his petite body full of hoses, and the lines on the side of the light curtain were almost straight.

A woman's helpless cry was heard, which grew stronger as the boy's heartbeat waned.

In the woman's tears, a delicate flower grew on the little boy's heart.

"Survival and death with the base!" An earth-shattering roar.

I saw several mecha with their backs against a towering city wall, and there was billowing smoke and sand in front of them, which was a beast tide composed of countless demonic beasts, which was rushing towards this city.

Those mechs were the first to charge forward, meeting the tide of beasts, several cannonballs came out of their disembowels, exploding like dazzling fireworks in the herd of beasts, despite this, they were still like mantis arms in the face of the endless beast tide.

Several mechs were crushed under the hooves of the beasts, and the city was destroyed.

The spring breeze blows, and the sea of blood-red flowers sways with the wind.

"Welcome to the 'Path of Fire'."

Jiang You was immersed in countless fragments of memory and couldn't extricate himself, and was suddenly awakened by a gentle voice.

The sea of blood-red flowers in front of him was still the same, but those memory projections had dispersed, and the petals were swaying slightly, and Jiang You didn't know where the sound came from.

"Who are you?" Jiang You asked out loud.

"I'm you." The voice replied, and there was no sorrow or joy in the voice.

"I ...... Who is it? Jiang You was a little confused.

The voice never answered him again.

And just when Jiang You was at a loss, the red flowers in front of him deviated to both sides, as if to make a way for him, and Jiang You had to walk forward along the road when he saw this.

And at the end of the road is also a flower on the other side, and its appearance is no different from the rest of the flowers.

Jiang You looked at the flower curiously, reached out and probed it, just when his fingertips just touched the petals, he felt a tingling pain in his brain, as if something had penetrated into it, and then he smelled a strange fragrance.

"Jiang You...... Lingchuan Star ...... Monkey ...... Coiling Snake ...... Temporal rift...... Nai Ho Bridge. ”

There are countless fragments of memory, but unlike before, he is not a bystander, but more like a witness, which seems to belong to his memory.

But the strange thing is that his memory before Lingchuan Star is very vague, and he can only vaguely recognize that he was born in a happy family of three in Xihe Federation, but when he was six years old, his father was killed by adulterers, and his mother was also humiliated, so he had to send him to a transport ship as a young man.

But I didn't expect the owner of this transport ship to abuse Jiang You every day, since Jiang You didn't eat a full meal since he got on the boat, he was so hungry that his eyes were dizzy, and after several twists and turns, he threw the dying Jiang You on the Lingchuan Star, if it wasn't for the discovery of the gold foreman who went down to the mine, the young Jiang You might have died.

But whether it is his biological father or mother or the enemy, Jiang You has no way of knowing their names and appearances, after all, that memory is too vague, it seems that the experience of being six years old has caused great damage to his brain domain, and it is no wonder that he can't remember how he arrived at Lingchuan Star before.

But just like this, Jiang You is already extremely angry, his biological father was killed, his mother's life and death are uncertain, and he almost died, so many years have passed, the murderer may still be at large, and he can't wait to go out now to find Qi Tian and kill all the way back.

But soon Jiang You calmed down, he didn't even know where he was now, let alone let alone go out, and he didn't know any information yet, who would he seek revenge? This matter still has to be considered in the long run.

"Do you know who you are?" Just after Jiang You had digested all the memories, the voice came again.

"My name is Jiang You, a ...... Person. Jiang You replied tentatively,

"By the way, I'm you, but I'm not human." The voice was still the same as before.

"You're not human, so how can you be me." Jiang You asked puzzled.

"I am your spirit body, in other words I am your consciousness." The voice replied gently.

"Consciousness?" Jiang You didn't know much about it.

"What is this place?" Jiang You asked again.

"Here's your brain." The voice replied.

"My ...... Cerebrum? How could my brain be like this? Jiang You was stunned, how could he stuff such a thing in his brain, he didn't know how he had it in the past ten years.

"Of course, it's not exactly your brain, but a small spiritual world with your brain as the carrier, and I am the product of the combination of your brain domain and this spiritual small world, an ideology that belongs to you."

Jiang You heard these words in a fog, and he couldn't turn this corner for a while.

"Human beings have studied the brain for tens of thousands of years and have not studied it clearly, which shows that the complexity of the human brain is far beyond imagination, which also means that the human brain may undergo all kinds of qualitative changes. The voice was eloquent, and Jiang You probably understood his current situation.

"If you are my ideology, why don't I know what you are saying?" Jiang You wondered.

"I'm not just your ideology, I'm also a product of this spiritual world, and the information extracted from your memories can be easily analyzed in combination with my production." The voice was not in a hurry or annoyed, but patiently explained to Jiang You.

The other side of the flower is also known as Manzhu Sawa, the legend is that it blooms in the three ways of the river, when the soul passes through the Lethe River, it forgets the mortal dust before life, everything that has been left on the other side, blooms into a bewitching flower, as long as you smell the fragrance of the flower again, you can remember the things of the past.

The memory fragments that Jiang You saw before were the people who crossed the Lethe River, they were either resentful or unwilling, all of them stayed on the other side of the bank, and went to the netherworld, Jiang You came from the netherworld, got on the ferry and crossed the river, and regained his memory when he smelled the fragrance of flowers again.

"Where are you, how do I get out?" Jiang You asked towards the void.

"I'm right here." The voice came to Jiang You's ears.

Jiang You suddenly glanced to the side, only to see that on the blood-red petals of a flower on the other side, there was a small golden insect with a strange shape.

It was a golden cicada that was molting, he twisted his body and slowly got out of a dark golden body, the thin cicada wings behind him slowly unfolded, flying in front of Jiang You's eyes, and the translucent cicada slowly shrank and turned into ashes.

Jiang You saw this golden cicada clearly, under the light, the gold was shining, yellow and bright, more and more dazzling, Jiang You was deeply attracted by him, he had never seen such a beautiful color, and the limbs of the body were difficult to carve even with the most sophisticated instruments.

But looking at Jiang You, he suddenly remembered this familiar scene, when he got on the ferry and turned around, he also saw his transparent body like a cicada, turning into a scorched earth and falling into the netherworld, but he was like a new life.

A new life in the spiritual world!

Break through the extreme source and enter the cocoon rebirth of the origin!

The golden cicada flapped its wings and flew away, and the white light in front of Jiang You slowly amplified, gradually engulfing the sea of blood-colored flowers, and finally completely engulfing Jiang You.