When Song Xin opened his eyes, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.
"This is the Jiangling battlefield?" The sky was filled with dust and deafening shouts of killing were everywhere.
Song Xin could hear the sound of war drums and the clash of gold and iron. He was standing in the middle of the two fighting armies. At this moment, a man on horseback rushed towards him and stabbed him with his long spear. Song Xin was taken aback. He turned around and narrowly avoided the stabbing blow. The man turned his horse around again. Song Xin was shocked when he saw it. It was his cousin Song Ya?
But Song Ya seemed to not recognize him and stabbed Song Xin again...
"No, this is not my cousin. My cousin would never do this to me!!!"
Song Xin wanted to draw his sword, but found that there was nothing on his waist. At the same time, he saw that he had a pair of big rough hands!
"This is not my hand! Then who am I?"
"No matter who you are, if you are not my cousin, then I will kill you." He bravely faced him, but when he started, he still hesitated. At this time, Song Ya seized the opportunity and pierced his chest.
The powerful impact directly broke the Changsha, pushing Song Xin's body to fly more than ten feet before falling to the ground. Song Ya stepped on his body, pulled out his long spear, and without looking at himself, mounted his horse and continued to kill the enemy in the distance.
Song Xin's vision went dark. He opened his eyes and saw another scene.
He was galloping forward on his horse when a rope suddenly collapsed on the side of the road. The two horses in front were frightened and fell to the ground. He was so frightened that he subconsciously wanted to rein in his horse and stop calling. Suddenly a person jumped out from beside him, and a short spear passed through his neck. "Brother Wei, you..."
It was dark again.
He saw three men wearing Wu Jun's armor, riding horses out of the darkness. Song Xin was shocked, "Is it me who is breaking into Zhang Fei's camp?!"
He discovered that the three people on the horse were Wei Tong, Song Ya and himself who had passed through Zhang Fei's camp.
When he saw "Song Xin" in front of him raised his hand and struck a sword, the world in front of him became trembling, and then the world began to spin.
Song Xin was killed by himself again.
Then another scene changed in front of him. Song Xin found that he was riding a fast horse and rushing towards the enemy, where the enemy's cart could not cover it. His comrades had already torn a hole in the enemy's flank, and he saw the opportunity and rode in. At this time, a figure jumped out. Song Xin took a closer look and was shocked. This was...
"Myself!!!!!"
The person in front of him turned out to be "Song Xin" again.
I saw him quickly running to his right side, raising his hand with a sword, and he was split into two halves. That "Song Xin" looked at him indifferently, and then continued to kill the enemy.
Song Xin felt his heart slowly stop. He saw his hand first, but it was rough and obviously not his. Then his eyes first turned red, then turned black. He blinked hard, and a white light flashed.
Song Xin returned to the white world.
"Why did I see myself killing myself? Why did Cousin Song Ya, Brother Wei Tong, and... myself all kill myself?" He suddenly thought of the hand he saw for the last time, and his eyes suddenly widened.
"No, it wasn't me, Cousin Song Ya, and Brother Wei who killed me. They killed people we didn't know. This world made me see what I, my cousin, and Brother Wei were like at that time. From the perspective of the person who was killed..."
"Obviously it was not me who was killed, but why do I feel so sad and powerless..."
"I felt sad and powerless, but I didn't feel afraid. Before every time I was killed, I was not afraid, just a little hesitant... and regretful... However, I remember that I was not afraid when I killed someone. ..."
"The other 'me' was not afraid when he killed me. I knew that if he didn't do this, my cousin, Brother Wei, and I would die."
Song Xin's mind was very confused, and he felt trapped in a maze of self-awareness. He could hardly tell which was the real "me" and which was the real "him."
"By the way, why should I be afraid? Why should I feel sad and powerless? This is a battlefield. Either you die or I live. I chose to go to the battlefield. Mercy does not belong in the battlefield."
Just as I was thinking about it, the scene suddenly changed again.
Seeing the two people in front of him, Song Xin's expression changed drastically.
"Brother Gu, your plate is really beautiful, but when are you going to deal with that idiot? I'm annoyed when I see him now."
"Honey, why are you so anxious? The capital injection I gave this guy actually diluted his shareholding. Now that the joint shareholders are driving him away, his technology and assets belong to us."
"Then...the position of general manager..."
"Zhai Qianqian!" Song Xin was in a luxuriously decorated living room. At this time, his wife Zhai Qianqian was nestling in the arms of his company's major shareholder and boss, acting coquettishly. And it was as if the two of them couldn't see themselves.
"I'm going to kill you!" Song Xin wanted to use his spiritual power, but his body didn't respond.
"My dear, who is the general manager? When the time comes, I will take his shares and give them to you."
"Well, you should be nice to others." After saying this, Zhai Qianqian put her arms around Gu Bo's thick neck and kissed her hard.
At this time, the phone rang. When Zhai Qianqian looked at it, a look of disgust immediately appeared on her face.
"He called at the wrong time!"
"Take it, take it, this will be fun."
Zhai Qianqian answered the phone impatiently, and then roared angrily. The ancient board next to her pinched the softness of Zhai Qianqian's body with great interest, making her whimper.
"If you don't transfer the property to me, I will let your company go bankrupt! I will also put you in jail!" Zhai Qianqian suddenly threatened after listening to the begging on the phone.
Song Xin stood aside and watched all this quietly. It turned out that this was the night he committed suicide.
The surrounding scenery instantly changed to the building where he committed suicide. He saw a depressed man throwing away his mobile phone and clumsily climbing up the railing.
Who else could I be if I wasn't myself.
He seemed to be still struggling in his heart, and the fear of death seemed to be persuading him to live. The ground under the tall building is like a sea monster with its huge mouth open, grinning and waiting for food to fall into its mouth.
Song Xin felt dizzy and weak. At this time, his weak hands had no power to bind the chicken, so he could only let it be manipulated.
"Don't!" Song Xin shouted, but "he" who was standing on the edge of the railing still jumped down.
Song Xin let out a heartbreaking cry full of regret. Why didn't he rise up to resist and end it hastily like this? He seemed to prefer himself to be decisive in killing Jiangling, without hesitation or cowardice.
Amidst the exclamations of the people downstairs, the scene suddenly changed again.
Song Xin saw a big foot in front of him, kicking open a broken wooden door. He went in and saw a family of three drinking meat soup. He became angry and kicked over the young woman's bowl, and then said, "Hey, you sinners" You can even eat meat soup!”
Song Xin took a look and realized, weren't these three people the A Niang, A Sister and himself in this world? Song Xin looked at "himself" at that time, trembling like chaff, like a weak chicken, so cowardly that he hated it.
"Was I like this at that time? Was I like this? Was I so timid?" Song Xin thought and kept asking herself. He didn't believe that the cowardly child in front of him was him.
Then the scene suddenly changes to a dark prison. He saw a child sleeping.
"Is this what I looked like when I was imprisoned?"
Soon after, he saw Yu Ji and the vast white world. Song Xin already had tears in his eyes when he saw this scene.
Yu Ji looked at Song Xin who was sleeping soundly in the dilapidated house of the Wei family through the water mirror, and murmured:
"The world is like a prison, there is no escape... But the test of the path of spiritual practice, can your character persist?"
"In the end, all I had in mind was revenge and meritorious deeds, and I actually forgot why I wanted to practice. Since the world is a prison, why should I come out?" Song Xin thought.
"Then why did Yu Ji come out?"
Song Xin covered her head and pondered.
The 'self' he preferred on the battlefield was more perfect, purer, and more hesitant than his current self. Cowardice seemed to have nothing to do with him.
Because he has the belief in his heart that he will be rewarded for his meritorious service and clear his father's wrongdoing. Later, after taking revenge, this belief disappeared, and he seemed to have become the hesitant and cowardly person he was before. Seeing Zhai Qianqian, seeing himself committing suicide, and seeing being taken away by the policemen were actually the cowardice hidden in his heart.
I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
"If the world is a prison, then break it! If there is a prison outside the world, then break it again! The prison is not a prison, it is a dojo. Yes, when collecting the jade seal, the saying 'There is no immortality in the cave, there is no immortality in the world. It’s a dojo!’ I get it, I get it!!!”
Song Xin finally figured it out. Everyone is born limited to a certain range. People will feel restricted, depressed, and hesitant, and they don’t know how to break this restriction...
This limitation is everyone’s prison!
No matter the prison, prison is also cultivation! Even in a desperate situation, there is still a chance of survival! It's just that because of his own cowardice and cowardice, he never saw the opportunity! Finally died like a pathetic coward! How many people in this world had a chance, but lost it because of their own cowardice.
Song Xin thought of the funeral of the soldiers who died after the Battle of Jiangling, and felt a strange feeling in his heart, but he couldn't tell what it was like at the time. Now he seems to know.
Instead of living submissively and being slaughtered by others, it is better to rise up and break the prison that traps you! Thinking of this, the confused heart suddenly woke up. Thinking of Zhong Liyun's song "Water Comes to the Wind", the music made him feel like layers of water waves, dangerous but also opportunities. An opportunity to transcend yourself!
"Huh!" Song Xin suddenly felt that the stars in the jade seal space in his mind lit up at the same time!
The white world suddenly disappeared, and a ball of white aura appeared in front of him.
