However, it is said that Yang Rui has been walking in the world of memory for a long time, although he knows that it is false, he can also feel thirsty and tired, just like in reality. The surrounding scenery is not only dead and turbid, but there is no trace of pure vitality in front of you, and even the oncoming wind is mixed with all kinds of rotten smells.

As I walked, I suddenly saw a high mountain in front of me. It was said that it was a high mountain, but when the young man looked closely, it turned out that abandoned high-rise buildings were blocking the way. But I saw that the building was high and empty, and the clouds were on the top. The black holes and windows are lined with thousands of layers, and the iron and steel bones are cut by thousands of miles. The top of the summit was bare and rubbleless, and the walls were crumbling and gray sand. In the depths of the building, listen to the quiet sound, and the wind turns into the empty alley like a dragon's roar. Dirty and dirty paved stone roads all over the place, sloppy and chaotic in the sky. The garbage dump is unbearable, and there is no half step in ten steps. There is no business travel in the market, and the store doors are closed and few people stop. Suddenly, I heard the collapse like a tiger's roar, and the smoke and dust covered the sky. The rumbling sonic boom choked on oil smoke, and the sonorous iron was unknown.

Stumbling down the concrete-lined streets, the young man really didn't know why he had come here, and said secretly in his heart: "It seems that this place was once a city, and the scale of that building is even larger than the relics left over from ancient times in the Yuan Cang Shi Lu Realm! How could such a glorious civilization become what it is today? What caused the life of this world to die and the earth to be barren? Chasing the memory fragments in the Yuan Shen to come here, I wonder if I can uncover the mystery in the dream realm?"

Turning a street corner, there was a sudden stabbing sound, and an old cotton wall chart was carried by the atmosphere of the alley, and crashed into the boy. Picking up the drawing, I was greeted by a huge red planet. And a metal ship is heading there. There were many words densely embroidered under the picture, and the young man knew at a glance that these words did not belong to the Yuan Cang Realm. But strangely, he was able to read it completely!?

"Mars colonization plan, create a fresh and beautiful home for you!" Marc's third group of Martian residents gather to ......," the boy muttered as he read the words on the wall chart, trying to understand the information in those words. Suddenly, he snorted lightly, threw the wall map to the side of the road, and said, "It's funny to spoil your own world like this and still think about developing other planets! What the hell am I doing here?"

As he was thinking, the wooden door of a shop on the corner of the street was suddenly pushed open, and a figure wrapped in a gray cloak came out of nowhere and flashed into the door. When the boy saw it, he immediately left. A few jumps followed the man and squeezed in. The wooden door slammed shut. The sight behind that door was a big surprise!

Inside the door seemed to be a tavern, and unlike the desolation of the street, the room was filled with people of all kinds who were drinking. The swaying firelight and noisy scene reminded him of the Giant's Rib Tavern on the Black Paddle Street in Beihai City.

The boy's eyes widened and he looked around. Curiously, he said, "Hey, there are still people in this city!?"

At this time, there was a strange device on the wall opposite the entrance. Familiar music came out. A cheerful voice is commenting, "Welcome to the Blueberry Tavern!" and listen to an old song by Frank "Take Me to the Moon." I hope you all have a wonderful night!"

The song says, "Please take me to the moon, let me play among the stars, let me see the jumps on Jupiter and Mars." Other words. Please hold my hand. That is, kiss me, baby. ”

"Please fill my heart with singing and let me sing forever. You are all my desires, all my respect and affection. In other words, please be sincere to me. That is, please love me!"

This song made the boy feel extremely relaxed and warm in his heart, and he unconsciously took steps to wander through the crowd, casually searching for familiar places other than music. The people in the tavern were all concerned with the contents of the glass, some laughing, some silent, and did not care about the strange stranger.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Fresh stout is coming!"

Suddenly, a woman of considerable figure, wearing a white apron with a ponytail, and a dozen glasses full of wine in her hand, squeezed past the young man without looking at him. It seems that he didn't even realize the existence of the boy?

The boy didn't care, listening carefully to what the people were talking about.

"Hmph, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, so we're all at ease!" shouted a big man with dirt on his head.

"Look at what you said, who doesn't want to go if there is a way to go, I heard that the mineral deposits on Mars are rich enough to support the consumption of human beings for tens of thousands of years, and the rich water sources on Enceladus are simply a paradise. It's just that we're suffering!" said the other, rubbing the cup in his hand.

When the big man heard this, he took a sip of wine and said: "Is there a way? The immigration points are simply an astronomical amount, even if we sell all the people here, it is estimated that it will not be enough to make up a fraction of others, don't think about it!"

"Hehe, there are also those who don't want to go, aren't those people at the bottom? I heard that the proprietress of this blueberry is one of them, otherwise with her financial resources and contributions, she would have been in the sky a long time ago. A skinny man with a greasy face and a fur hat said.

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, at least you still have dark beer to drink, don't you?" if the proprietress goes to Mars, you can drink the northwest wind!" the big man said in a rough voice with his fist outstretched, and poured another sip of wine into his mouth.

"Excuse me!" the young man listened for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and raised his voice and shouted, "May I ask, what is this place?" However, to his surprise, the men continued to drink and chat there without paying any attention to him.

The young man did not give up, took another step forward, patted the big man on the shoulder with a little embarrassment, and shouted, "Excuse me, may I ask ......" However, the big man turned around and looked left and right, as if he could not see him, and turned back scoldingly.

This made the young man suddenly think of the situation when the woman dressed as a bartender passed by him, and he wondered in his heart: "Could it be that because I am in memory, I can't communicate with these people? Gotta look closer. There must be some clues hidden here. While thinking, the boy walked to the bar and found a high stool with no one to sit down.

Bang!

As soon as I sat down, a large transparent glass filled with black liquor suddenly slipped from the other end of the bar!

The young man turned his head and saw an old man with gray hair looking at him with a smile, and as he approached, he said, "Drink, this is the world-famous blueberry brewed dark beer." ”

"Y-can you see me?" asked the boy in amazement.

The old man said, "Well, of course I can see it." Let me have a drink first. As he spoke, he sat down beside the young man, raised his hand and asked the bartender for another glass of dark beer, and took a full sip. Seeing this, the young man also picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip. It tastes really good, although it doesn't have the thick flavor of rum. It doesn't have the rejuvenating sensation of Fengru wine, but it is smooth, icy and sweet, with a wheat field-like aroma. The young man said in his heart: "After a long journey. This dark beer is really a good antidote to fatigue!" I couldn't help but take another big sip.

"How's it good?" asked the old man with a smile.

"Hmmm! that's good!" the boy put down his glass. Turning to look at the old man, he said, "You don't just seem to be able to see me. And they recognize me. Excuse me, who the hell are you?"

The old man smiled, "I am you." Seeing the surprised look on the young man's face, he took a sip of wine. And he continued: "To be exact, I am a point in your memory, or a guide, that you can find by sitting down at this bar. ”

The young man was confused by the old man's words, and it took him a long time to think of a question and ask: "Can such a thing be done by leaving a node in my memory?"

"As long as you can freely enter and exit your spiritual realm, and know the contents at a glance. The old man said patiently.

The young man was gifted and intelligent, and finally gradually kept up with the train of thought, and muttered: "So, you are just a memory?"

The old man nodded and smiled: "Well, you can also say that, it is worthy of me." ”

"So, what did you bring me here to see, or what did you want to tell me?" the boy asked.

The old man took another refreshing sip of wine and said, "I'm just a memory, and I'm responsible for taking you on a tour of the world in this memory. As for what you can answer after the tour, it is up to you to judge. ”

"But all I saw along the way was the depletion and filth of nature, and what could be the point of all this?, and these humans, why should they stay in this abandoned city, where would there be anything but death?" the boy exclaimed the question that was holding back in his mind.

The old man looked at the young man calmly, his eyes were full of vicissitudes, and then he sighed and said, "Don't be busy jumping to conclusions yet. After a pause, he said, "The world you are in now may be very different from this memory. There you encounter different environments and create different memories with different people. Different memories represent the decisions you make in different circumstances, and new environments give you new opportunities to choose. However, although the memory and environment have changed, the mind is connected. As long as you put your mind to it, you will find the answer you are looking for. ”

Hearing this, the young man nodded and said, "Then please take me to see it, this is also the purpose of my here." ”

"Wait, there's one more thing you need to understand!" But the old man suddenly said, "As you have just seen, you can't influence the people or things in your memory here, but the people and things in your memory can affect you. As far as you know, my current memory is not complete, and if you are stuck in a memory and cannot extricate yourself, even I will not be able to force you out. For this, you have to be mentally prepared. ”

When the young man heard this, he secretly said in his heart: "Sure enough, it's not just an ordinary tour! But since you have come here, you have to break through even the sword mountain and the sea of fire." Only by figuring out the causes and consequences of that powerful primordial god crossing the boundaries of time and space to the Yuancang Realm, and figuring out its true thoughts, can I truly become one with my own spiritual realm. Maybe doing so will change some of the views I hold now, but as the old man said, the sincerity will not change. I believe that only by seeing the heart can we relieve the fear and trouble hidden in the depths of my heart!" Thinking of this, the young man drank all the dark beer in the cup in one gulp, turned his head to the old man and smiled slightly, and said, "Understood!"

The old man looked at the young man with a determined expression, nodded with a smile and said, "It seems that you have come to your senses, so come with me!" (After all, I don't know when the young man will be able to get out of his memory, and listen to the next decomposition.) (To be continued......)