What is true and what is false?

"Whew... Whew... Whew..."

Yang Quan woke up from his dream, sweating profusely, and it took half a minute to get out of his state of shock.

He had nightmares again, and he couldn't remember how many times he had had such dreams. In the dream, it is not the real world, but a bizarre world of cultivating immortals, in that world, he is an unknown miscellaneous disciple of a small sect, guarding dozens of acres of spiritual fields all day long, tired like a dog, but the reward is pitiful...

After washing up in the bathroom, Yang Quan looked at the time, there were still twenty minutes before he usually went to work, he sat at the table, stared out the window blankly, the gray sky was about to dawn, many people had already started to go to work, and he wanted to sit for a while, thinking about a very middle two problem.

"The world of dreams, or the world of reality, which is real?"

Although he had already warned himself that he was not a philosopher, don't think about this kind of ethereal thing of Zhuang Zhou's dream, work hard, and take life seriously, but the sense of reality in the dream made him unforgettable.

In the dream, he also tried to confirm in various ways whether he was living in a real world, but no matter how much he tried, he could not get a definite result, and could not find any false evidence of that world, just like he tried in the real world.

"When I am awake, I can be sure that the things in the dream are fake, because it is only when I enter the dream that things can happen there... So no matter how real it is, it's not real. But how can I be sure that it's not in another dream right now?"

This is an unsolvable problem, like a paradox, Yang Quan naturally has no possibility to figure it out, so he was stunned as usual, and after thinking for more than twenty minutes, he went to work again, repeating his previous life.

...

In the world of cultivating immortals, Luo Qianqian and Wang Siyuan, their faces were extremely ugly, Yang Quan had been in retreat for two months, and there was still no movement, after ruling out various possibilities, there was only one possibility left for them to guess, that is, Yang Quan fell into the demons, and he should have fallen into a deep depression.

In all fairness, the demon that Yang Quan encountered may be the most difficult demon in the history of the world of cultivating immortals. The reason why he said this is because he has lived in two completely different civilizations, and the styles of these two worlds are very contradictory and abrupt.

He came to the world of cultivating immortals from the real world, and there were too many problems and possibilities in it, and there were many unsolved things, so after Yang Quan fell into the inner demon, even if there were flaws and loopholes in the inner demon world, he would ignore it.

"Senior he... Most of them are really caught in the demons, Sister Qianqian, why don't you go to Senior Jiang again?" Wang Siyuan suggested.

Luo Qianqian shook her head in frustration and said: "If it was something else, I would definitely go with a thick skin, but the demons are different, and no one else can help, only if the master sees through it himself, he can break through the demons, and no one else can help him." ”

"Alas... What could be Senior Yang's inner demon? He has been through so much, he should have seen it a long time ago, how could it be..."

Luo Qianqian tilted her head slightly, and thought in her heart: The master has almost told me about the previous things, and the demons that the monk has experienced are just desires and regrets, to put it bluntly, the master's will is extremely strong, it shouldn't be like this...

"Could it be..."Luo Qianqian suddenly sat up straight.

"What is it?" Wang Siyuan was stunned.

"Could it be the master..."Luo Qianqian was a little embarrassed, but in the end she said to this person who was like her best friend: "Master, he has always restrained himself, he said that he has a demon in his heart, if he doesn't restrain himself, he will be slowly eroded by that devil, this is mainly because of the exercises he practiced, which had a great negative effect..."

"Huh?" Wang Siyuan was originally very smart, but at this time, his head suddenly became a little weak, and he asked, "And then, what is it?"

"I mean...!" Luo Qianqian slammed the stone table, and said with annoyance and blushing on her face, "Will he... Deliberately use the demons in his heart to release his desires...!Hmph! This... This..."

Wang Siyuan's mouth grew up, and he was speechless for a while, and only said after a while: "If this is the case, doesn't that mean that Senior Yang's self-control ability is more rebellious than we think?" Forget it... That's actually good, at least it's not dangerous..."

Luo Qianqian is the one who knows Yang Quan best in this world, but she doesn't know that Yang Quan is from another world, so she can't guess what Yang Quan's inner demon is, and she is even more confused at this time.

...

Yang Quan woke up from his dream, this time he was much calmer, went straight to the bathroom to wash, and then found a place to sit in a daze in the rental house.

In front of others, he behaved the same as before, although he was dull and not good at words, but at least he would not make people feel sick, and only when he was alone, he would be so stunned.

There are more and more things he doesn't understand, from the beginning when he felt that he had lost a lot of memories, to the later doubting the truth of the world, and now there is one more question, why do he doubt the truth of the world...

"The world of dreams is so real... I can even vaguely feel what's going on behind it... So... Are those memories I lost connected to the events in my dreams?"

"If the real world is also a dream, then what dream can be so detailed... So long?"

Since waking up that Sunday, Yang Quan has been thinking about it for two years, that is to say, he has lived in this world for two years, during this period, he knows very well whether this world is real or not, no matter how many times he verifies it, this world is so real and complete.

But the paradox is that he has verified countless times in the dream world, and he has also found no flaws, and only after he wakes up, can he find out the loopholes and flaws, and some things and ideas, he has no consciousness to do in the dream...

"Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou..."Yang Quan walked to the windowsill, looked at the outside world, and said slowly: "Is Zhuang Zhou dreaming of becoming a butterfly, or is the butterfly dreaming of becoming Zhuang Zhou...?"

"It's really my work pressure, my parents urging me to get married, and I can't do anything, so I subconsciously create a world that doesn't exist... In other words, am I mentally ill?"

Yang Quan's thinking was close to collapse, he used to look at those weird, there were arguments about truth and illusion, and at that time he felt that it was extremely brain-burning, like an unsolvable paradox, and after it happened to him, he was like falling into a foggy swamp, unable to think of a reasonable answer that he could agree with.

Another few months passed, and Yang Quan lived as usual in this world, thinking in a daze in his spare time.

Yang Quan gradually figured out one point, that is, truth and falsehood are relative, and the dream world is false compared to this world, because in this world, he can easily think of the loopholes and flaws in that world.

"If that's the case, then the key thing needed to verify the authenticity of this world should be a higher world?"

"The reason why I doubt the truth of this world is because I have obtained things from the higher world... Or is it something else... For example, information, or is it..."

"Memory?"