Late at night, the autumn rain continued, but quietly moistened Guyuan Town, and a slightly wet autumn wind blew from outside the valley in the distance, adding a little bleakness and melancholy.

But in the east of Guyuan Town, Zhoujia is brilliantly lit and peaceful, and from time to time there are children's laughter and adults' whispers.

This seems to be a peaceful and peaceful world, very different from the autumn scene outside, of course, in such a warm world, there is also a region that is in line with the bleak autumn outside, that is, the west wing in the east courtyard - a small room in an inconspicuous corner.

It was a small wooden house of no more than 20 square meters, with simple decoration and dim lighting, but you could clearly see the figure of a young man in black.

He was trembling slightly, as if he was in great pain, lying on the only wooden bed in the room, the lights were about to go out, and it was so dim that he couldn't see his face.

Mo Liang only felt a splitting headache at the moment, he had been awake for a long time, but the tearing pain in his mind had never stopped in the slightest.

He knew that this was the sequelae of soul magic, so he didn't have too many worries, just silently endured the inhuman pain.

Before this, he was actually dead, but probably because he had practiced soul art for many years, he did not lose his will after death, but was attracted by a burst of white light, and then descended on a stranger.

And on this strange body, Mo Liang found that in addition to himself, there was actually another soul, which should belong to the original owner of the body.

However, Mo Liang didn't think about it, and directly used soul magic to scatter his soul, his soul was weak, and his will was not strong, which was much more than Mo Liang expected.

For a long time, when the pain gradually faded, followed by a wave of tiredness, tiredness from the depths of the soul, different from the exhaustion of the body, when this tiredness arises, Mo Liang only feels that his whole body sinks, his head is light, and it seems that the next moment the whole body will be completely overturned.

However, Mo Liang still bit the tip of his tongue hard, and the fishy smell of blood and the pain from the tip of his tongue made him quickly come back to his senses and not fall asleep.

When he woke up, he began to suffer from the inhuman pain, but while he endured the pain, he did not forget to observe his surroundings, and wanted to get some information from it, and he desperately needed some information to understand the situation he was in at this moment.

The room is small, with a painted tissue paper on the wooden window and a letter hanging in the center of the wall, which can be regarded as a decoration in the wing.

As for the furnishings in the room, there was a small square table, around which were two red wooden stools, and all that was left was a lampstand and a wooden bed.

The whole house couldn't be simpler.

However, Mo Liang still saw a lot of things from it, in this world, the existence of any thing is correct and meaningful, and what kind of understanding can be gained from it, different people are different.

For example, the words are sprinkled with hundreds, all of them are chic and atmospheric, but Mo Liang can't recognize any of them, just from this point, Mo Liang can roughly guess that the place he is in is not the world he used to be.

Then there is the wooden window, with a peculiar style and exquisite workmanship, but it is definitely not something that his previous world can have, so far, Mo Liang is even more convinced of the guess in his heart, and he can almost conclude that it is ......

He's already on another plane.

Mo Liang slowly sat up from the bed, the drowsiness in his mind had subsided a lot, and he no longer had the slightest sleepiness at the moment, and a pair of deep eyes looked at the wooden table not far away.

The wooden table is not big or small, the workmanship is simple, it is not cold and does not feel luxurious, it is very ordinary, and there are two red wooden stools around the wooden table, which are also ordinary in workmanship, without the slightest surprise.

"The windows are exquisitely made, but the room is less than twenty square meters, and the table is of average workmanship, and although it is a square table, there are only two stools around it. ”

The thought flashed quickly in Mo Liang's heart, but in just a moment, he had a general understanding of the owner of his body.

One is not favored, and the other is introverted.

"Crunch!"

"Whew!"

While Mo Liang was pondering, the wooden door suddenly opened, and a long creaking sound was heard, and then a young and beautiful woman in Tsing Yi walked in from the outside.

The moment the door opened, the cold night breeze outside the door carried a drizzle of fish in, and in an instant, the temperature inside the room dropped by several degrees, and the flame of the oil lamp on the lampstand seemed to become weaker because of the wind.

But Mo Liang felt that his mind was clear, and his drowsiness went a little more.

"Crunch"

The woman in Tsing Yi gently closed the wooden door, walked to Mo Liang's bed step by step, and whispered to Mo Liang: "The child's spiritual opening ceremony is about to begin, let's go quickly." ”

Her beautiful eyes are full of spring, she exhales Ruolan, her voice is soft, and her face has a shallow and appropriate smile, giving people a sense of suppleness and obedience, which makes people can't help but want to take care of her.

At this moment, if an ordinary person is afraid that he is already a horse, if there are more daring people, he may take some actions that are not suitable for children.

And Mo Liang, who was so close to the woman in Tsing Yi, could even smell the faint body fragrance on the other party's body at this moment, which was very fresh and intoxicating.

But Mo Liang didn't react to all this, and there was no slightest wave in his deep eyes.

He didn't understand a word of the woman in Tsing Yi's words, but the next moment he had to react to the words of the woman in Tsing Yi, and the situation at this moment can be said to be quite delicate.

Seem... There's only one way.

Mo Liang glanced at the woman in Tsing Yi casually, and then wanted to turn his head, but as soon as he wanted to move his neck, his whole head was fixed there all of a sudden.

His eyes were wide open, and his pupils were tightly constricted, as if he had seen something incredible, and the place where his gaze was directed was behind the woman in Tsing Yi.

The woman in Tsing Yi was puzzled, and slowly turned her head, so she crossed the empty wooden floor and saw a lampstand with an oil lamp in the corner of the wall.

The light of the oil lamp was very dim, illuminating only a small piece of space, and with the help of the dim light, the woman in Tsing Yi saw only empty wooden planks and corners hidden in the darkness.

Her eyes were full of doubts, there was nothing, and at the same time, a strange sense of crisis suddenly rose from the depths of her heart, she wanted to turn around and ask Mo Liang what she saw, but she just wanted to turn around, but the whole person collapsed to the ground like soft mud, and she passed out.

Mo Liang quickly got off the wooden bed and walked to the side of the woman in Tsing Yi, placing one hand on her head and one hand on her neck.

Soul Search!

The eyes of the woman in Tsing Yi were wide open, and her jet-black pupils were full of doubts and panic, although she didn't know what was about to happen, but the scene in front of her and the intuition in her heart told her that it would definitely not be a good thing.

She wanted to struggle, but found that her mind was extremely dizzy, and her whole body seemed to have lost the slightest strength, she felt frightened, but she could not do anything, and for a moment, she seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and the cold was abnormal.

The next moment, she felt a tearing pain in her mind, a pain that her soul had been forcibly pulled out to observe.

As the pain came, gradually, she began to recall her memories from childhood to adulthood uncontrollably.

Memories are like movies, scene after scene are constantly playing out in her mind, and the content in it is familiar to her and unfamiliar to her.

But whether those memories were familiar or unfamiliar, there was no doubt that they were her memories, and she felt not only horror, but also a strange shame.

It is the feeling of being completely seen through from the inside out, and the secrets on the body are looked at by others.

As for Mo Liang at this moment, he directly ignored the panic and panic of the woman in Tsing Yi, put his left hand on the Yin Hall of the woman in Tsing Yi, and put his right hand on the neck of the woman in Tsing Yi, his eyes were closed and motionless.

At this moment, the memory of the woman in Tsing Yi was playing in front of his eyes like a movie, at first the picture was still very blurry, but as time went by, the picture became clearer and clearer, and later it was like real life in front of his eyes.

After a long time, Mo Liang slowly withdrew his hand, looked at the closed door in the distance, and muttered three words in his mouth, "Interesting." ”

Then, with a wave of his sleeves, he strode out of the drizzling room, and behind him was a still warm corpse, and he did not look at the woman the whole time.

Mo Liang pushed open the closed wooden door, walked into the drizzle, felt the rain in this other world, and there was an indescribable excitement in his heart, he hadn't encountered such an interesting thing for a long time.

From the memory of the woman in Tsing Yi, he learned.

It's a whole new world, with an almost infinite territory, and every piece of land here is full of wonder and wonder.

It's a whole new world!

But that's not the only thing that really makes Mo Liang interesting.

Through the woman's memory, he had learned that there was a magical power called "spiritual power" above this world, and with this power, a person had infinite possibilities, even if he had the terrifying power to move mountains and reclaim the sea and destroy the world.

Mo Liang's eyes were like torches, and through the drizzle, he discerned a direction, and then walked over without hesitation, with a steady pace and a deep gaze.

In front of the road he walked, the lights were brilliant, and there was laughter and laughter, like a paradise, completely separated from the dark and cold eastern courtyard.

There, a solemn ceremony is taking place, and that ceremony allows him to find the key to open the door to another world, and the name of the ceremony is ......

- "Enlightenment".

The night is deep, but the drizzle is still fluttering, and in the hazy smoke and rain, you can vaguely see a lonely and upright figure, lonely in the depths of the night.

......

This book is not a small white text, nor is it called a dark text, and I have never understood why the rational genre should be called darkness, so this book is not called a dark stream, so I decided to call her a "true text".

Although this book is not the first rational text, it is definitely the first "real text", and what I want to write is only a real article.

Okay, that's all that needs to be said, and I hope you enjoy this book.

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