My name is Li Wenshu.
Time flies by, and before I know it, I have been in this world for half a year.
Half a year... If it were other "protagonists", they would have become famous in a city by now.
And I could be said to have been in a coma for half a year. Haha, this mess is so miserable, even I feel a little sorry for myself.
Of course, I haven’t made any achievements in the past six months.
First of all, I was seriously injured and my soul left my body. Strictly speaking, this state helped me a lot. In the soul body state, not only is it convenient to collect information, but you can also feel "meaning" quite intuitively. Thanks to my soul body, although I have no meridians, I have some ability to protect myself when facing cultivators.
Furthermore, because I don’t have a body, I can’t do many things. This also means that I can calm down and do many things.
Thinking about the future path, thinking about my relationship with the world, and thinking about the nature of aura. Of course, you also have to consider how to “take care of your children.”
Yes, you are right. Although I traveled through time for half a year and was in a coma for half a year, I had a "child" in a sense.
To put it simply, my golden finger is immortal, but unfortunately its recovery ability is limited. So when I suffered an attack that was "enough to kill me several times", not only did my body become riddled with holes, but my soul seemed to be shattered at that time.
Well, almost equivalent to death.
But because of my immortality, I cannot die. So I was in a very strange state at that time: I was about to die, almost dead, about to die, even biologically dead...but not dead yet.
In such a strange state, a new consciousness was born in my body.
Because you see, a person must have a body and a soul to live. As for my situation at that time, my soul should have been completely dispersed. Oh, now it's back together again.
Of course, this is my guess.
But according to my above conjecture, it means that my body at that time could be said to have only a body but no soul.
However, with my recovery ability at that time, it would take a long time to reunite my shattered soul. The body itself might have "rotten" or lost its "activity" before the integration was completed.
The body nourishes the soul and the soul nourishes the body. It is probably for this reason that my plug-in (it must have done it) condensed a new consciousness in my body.
Well, what I am saying to this new consciousness in a serious manner now is of course all my baseless guesses.
But he couldn't bear that this guy was so deceitful, ah, no, he couldn't bear that "children are sensible", so he believed it.
Of course, the fact that he believes me probably has something to do with his own desire to figure out "what exactly is he?"
Okay, okay, let’s not talk about this guy anymore. It’s just that there is an extra consciousness in the body. It’s not a big deal if he can travel through time.
Now it’s time to talk about why I’m specifically mentioning the half-year timeframe.
Well, smart people should have guessed it.
Yes, I have gradually started to feel some pain in my body over the past few days.
My "body" hurts a little, and it feels a bit strange.
But it's not entirely correct to say it hurts. It just feels like I've been hungry for too long, and every part of my body is lacking energy, clamoring for food.
Well, that's the state.
"I went out and took a look. There was only one person guarding from here to the ground, and that person didn't feel much spiritual energy in his body. With our current [artistic conception], if we attack by surprise..."
"The specific mention of sneak attack means that we can't go around it directly." He said after looking at the figure who returned to the sea of consciousness after some exploration.
"Yeah." He nodded.
"It's not bad. I can already make judgments based on current situation analysis. I'm growing very fast." I sincerely praised him.
It's truly heartfelt.
Why do I say he looks like a child?
When he suddenly came to this world alone, he would be confused and hesitant, so he would also take action and take the initiative to collect information.
But how did he gather intelligence? Walking everywhere, looking everywhere, not thinking, not connecting.
I went out every day and wandered back and forth for many days without even knowing the history of this place.
The so-called intelligence collection is to first understand the history of this place, understand its past, and then know what kind of place it is.
Rather than simply running through one city, after running through the second city, you realize, "The first city was quite big before."
Of course, to understand a place, you cannot completely look at its history. After all, there are places that will be completely destroyed once destroyed, so the current place will have little connection with the past.
But you must at least know what powerful forces there are in this place now, which ones have half-immortals, which ones have heavenly immortals, which ones have more spiritual stones, medicinal materials, combat skills, and exercises. These are all things that should be done. Collected intelligence.
But he was different. He collected information like watching a movie. Once he walked through this world, it was over.
To put it simply, although he already has the ability to understand the world, his thinking mode is not mature enough.
That's why I suspect that he is just a newly born consciousness.
The means to understand the world come from my broken memory and biological instincts, but he himself does not have the ability to control these means.
But now, he has finally learned to analyze.
Finally, it is no longer just a situation of "there is one person." "How is the strength?" "I will see again."
He is already able to observe the strength of others and think of countermeasures by himself.
It's great, the child is growing up slowly.
"But what happens after we deal with this person?" I asked him.
"How far are we from the Wen family's gate? How many people are on this road? What kind of strength? Do we want to go through the gate? Can we climb out from the wall? Where to climb out? My current physical condition is that I am extremely short of energy. It is far from us. Where is the nearest kitchen? How many people will you encounter on the road? If you want to choose the safest route with the least number of people, which kitchen should you go to? Even after being discovered by the Wen family, what should the escape route be like? "
I kept asking one question after another, and I could see his face getting redder.
"I can go again..."
"In the future, these must be considered in advance." I interrupted him and looked at him intently: "Do you understand?"
"Yeah." He nodded, his voice muffled.
"From now on, we will no longer be souls, but existences that will pass out after being beaten to death."
I patted his shoulder, turned around and walked out of the sea of consciousness, "I'll go take a look."
…
"Chase, catch him!"
"Stop him quickly!"
"Get him!"
A group of people rushed forward noisily, pushing and shoving, extremely anxious.
A man ran quickly at the front, holding a chicken leg in his hand. He was eating and cursing: "As for it, as for it! I'm just eating from two pots of rice! You're stingy, you won't be able to get a girlfriend in the future. !”
One person and a group of people passed by Wen's house in a mighty and noisy way, rushing all the way to a certain direction.
With a whoosh, the man climbed up the wall with his hands and feet holding the chicken leg in his mouth, and started running along the wall.
"Chase!"
"superior!"
"Come on!"
A large group of people squeezed under the wall, pushing each other and pulling you. For a while, no one could get up. They could only watch the man escape, make a few more turns and jump down.
"there!"
"Chase from the west!"
"Back around!"
"outflank!"
"You guys follow him closely!"...
"Bah!" The young man with disheveled white hair spit out a chicken bone, twirled his fingers, and gasped against a wall.
Chaotic footsteps sounded on the other side of the wall, and the young man quickly held his breath and concentrated.
After a few minutes, the footsteps gradually faded away, and the young man relaxed and underestimated: "Grandma, there are so many people!"
"They will come back if they can't find them in front, so you have to kill Wenchi?"
A voice that only the young man could hear rang out.
The voice was advising him.
The young man raised his head, revealing a thin face. He wiped his sweat and looked in a certain direction with his red eyes.
"Not far."
It's just a few more yards away, but...
Just let you live a few more days!
He chose a direction with fewer people, climbed over the wall, entered the yard, and entered the house.
"Well..." A dull voice with some pain sounded in the room.
Click.
The young man tried his best to break the neck.
Cultivation of the divine body is indeed different.
He gently broke a vase, holding the fragments in his hand, stained with the blood of the person who had just died, and wrote a few large words on the ground:
"Lin Feng, Lin family, come to collect debts!"
He needs an identity.
An identity that cannot be a holy demon.
The identity of a remnant of the Lin family is not bad.
It suits him very well.
The young man smiled and clapped his hands, seemingly satisfied with his work.
He climbed over the wall again, as light as a cat.
Come with a few more, settle on your identity and leave.
