The ninth level of the Holy Tower.
At this moment, not far above my head, is the top of the tower.
It was actually okay to see it from a distance before, but now that I have reached the top of the tower, I have just realized how vast the area at the top of the tower is. You can barely see the top of the tower at a glance, and you don't know what is above the top of the tower.
But no matter what, having such a reference above my head motivates me to move forward. But the last ten meters are really as difficult for me as climbing to the sky. I have gone through thousands of journeys and hardships, and I am only halfway through. It progressed seven meters in a few hours.
I don’t know how I survived this period of time. It was as if I had suffered an enhanced version of the ghost pressure. I had endless headaches and was extremely tired. In short, I looked haggard and looked shabby, as if I hadn’t slept for a long time. The feeling of having a good sleep.
"call!"
After taking a deep breath, I shook my drowsy head, and then looked down again. I saw Zhou Zhen and Jiang Luo were almost still standing still, which made me sigh in relief.
This level is sad, but as long as no one disturbs me, I believe that if you give me enough time, the possibility of me passing the level is still high. At this moment, I still can't see the figure of the robot. I guess I have no opponent for the time being. of.
"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, try 95 meters!" Thinking of this, I took a few steps forward, but no more powerful mental pressure came over me. Just when I was puzzled, the surrounding environment suddenly changed. got up.
The surroundings were constantly changing and twisting like a dream. After a while, the surrounding scene changed. It was no longer a holy tower, but a field. A red sunset hung in the sky. Under the setting sun, I was the only one in the huge field. One person stands.
"Where...is this?"
Feeling the breeze blowing around me, my face was filled with confusion. Wasn't I practicing on the Holy Tower just now? Why did I end up in this ghost place in the blink of an eye? Was it an illusion, or was it teleporting me to another place?
It should be the former. After all, I am in the trial and it will not transfer me. But if it is an illusion, this place is really realistic, even so realistic that it is difficult for me to distinguish.
The sun, the breeze, and even the solid feeling of stepping on the earth tell me all the time that where I am is reality, it really can't be real anymore, and it's not an illusion.
"Damn it, what does the Holy Tower want to do in these last three meters?" I murmured to myself.
Just as I was guessing the purpose of the Holy Tower, a familiar and majestic voice sounded in my heart.
"This is a spiritual testing ground. The tester is asked to survive in this illusion for five days. If you succeed, you will pass the level immediately. Otherwise, your soul will be kicked out of this place. It will be considered a failure and there will be no chance to pass the level."
"The location of this trial: the Central Plains, the time: the eve of the ancient catastrophe. In order to facilitate the communication of the trialists, it has been automatically converted into the language of future generations."
"Good luck, Trialist."
After this voice sounded, I was busy studying the content of his words for a while. It wasn't until his voice disappeared that I came back to my senses and quickly asked what I didn't understand: "Hey, wait, the ancient catastrophe , what kind of ancient catastrophe?!"
"Brother Ji!"
Before I finished speaking, a pleasant female voice came to my ears. The voice was a bit joyful and spiritual. I couldn't help but turn around, and then I saw a man wearing linen clothes, about twelve or thirteen years old. The little girl, who was 6 years old, ran over jumping.
Although this girl looked dirty, she still had a pretty face. She would definitely be a beauty when she grew up. The moment I saw her, I was stunned.
"It seems...too similar." I murmured to myself.
The girl in front of him looks very similar to Qin Jiujiu. No, if this little girl grows up a few years, she will be even more similar to Qin Jiujiu, just like Qin Jiujiu when he was a child.
I stood there blankly, my mind in chaos. Although I was a little unclear about my current situation, didn't the owner of the voice just say that this was the eve of the ancient catastrophe.
In other words, this is the ancient times, but how could I see Qin Jiujiu in the ancient times? Or is the current test just to make me adapt better, so they transformed the people in my memory?
It's not impossible.
Seeing me staring at her unblinkingly, the little girl blushed, covered her face and said shyly: "Brother Ji, why are you looking at me like this?"
"Yes... I'm sorry, Sister Shen, I accidentally got distracted just now." I replied quickly, but then I was stunned, why did I call him Sister Shen? Could it be that I am not me, but...
Thinking of this, I quickly looked at my hands and saw that they were dirty and covered with calluses. These were obviously not my hands. My hands would not be so rough without any work. Moreover, these hands It's also much bigger than my hand,
Looking at what he was wearing, he saw that he was dressed like an ancient man, with just a piece of rag wrapped around his body.
"It's really not me. Could it be that I'm living in someone's memory?" I suddenly realized.
If nothing else, I should have appeared in a certain memory as someone from ancient times. As for the original owner of this identity, I still don’t know because the surroundings are full of weeds and vegetables. There are no puddles.
I tried hard to recall, but I couldn't recall anything. I could only roughly know that... the original owner should have some feelings for the girl in front of me. Even though I don't have any memory of the original owner, I can still feel this emotion strongly. .
"How can a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl have such strong emotions?" I asked in disbelief.
Could it be that the original owner is still a lolicon?
However, if you think about it carefully, this age in ancient times seems to have reached the stage of having children. It is reasonable to think so, and naturally you cannot force yourself to have different ideas.
She must have seen me thinking there alone for a long time, and there was deep doubt in Shen Mei's big and smart eyes in front of me.
"Brother Ji, you are so weird today. Did something bad happen?"
I quickly waved my hand and said, "No, no, I just remembered some things from the past, don't worry about it."
"That's it." Hearing this, Sister Shen nodded and looked at me with a look of distress and sympathy. Just when I was wondering what her eyes meant, I heard Sister Shen say softly: "Brother Ji, You don't have to be sad, I believe that the spirits of your uncle and aunt in heaven will be able to smile when they see your achievements today."
"???" I had a question mark on my face.
Where is all this? How come I have a cheap father and mother inexplicably, and the kind who died young?
However, Sister Shen’s words brought some more memories into my mind. It seems that my cheap dad’s name was Yi, and his current name is Yao. They both passed away a few years ago. I can’t remember exactly what happened. But obviously Shen Mei mistakenly thought that my heavy mood just now was because I remembered the death of my father and mother, but she didn't know that I was actually thinking about my own situation.
After holding it in for a long time, I finally said just one sentence: "Thank you, Sister Shen."
"It's okay, Brother Ji." Shen Mei said with a blush on her face.
After Shen Mei finished speaking, she fell into silence for a while.
I didn't know what to say at all, mainly because I was almost completely unaware of my situation, so naturally I didn't know what to say, which made me feel a little embarrassed for a while.
Shen Mei didn't feel any embarrassment at all. She seemed to be enjoying the time alone. There was always a blush on her pretty face, and she had a pure beauty that made people's hearts flutter just by looking at her.
However, I am not in the mood to admire the beauty now, because I am really confused about the current situation. After thinking for a long time, I finally decided to find out the current situation first, so I said to Shen Mei: "Shen Mei , I want to ask you a question."
"What?" Shen Mei tilted her head slightly, doubts flashing in her eyes.
"Uh, I just wanted to ask, what is my name?" I rubbed my hands in embarrassment and said honestly.
"..." After hearing this, Sister Shen did not answer my words, but her eyes widened slightly.
After a while, Shen Mei turned around and ran away, crying as she ran.
"Great grandpa, my brother has a brain disease!"
