Liang De didn't care whether Oldman woke up or not. The martial arts spirit left the body of the brown-haired young man and instantly merged with the body released from Haina's magic treasure.
Liang De's left hand tightly held Oldman's spirit body, which was kneaded into the size of a curry fish ball. Dozens of gray-black soul tentacles stretched out from his palm and tightly wrapped around the dark yellow spirit body fish ball. , making it impossible to escape.
His other hand used his natural power, and the inner energy that was fully infused with his true nature showed a sheen like blackcurrant amber on his palm.
The blackcurrant amber's natural divine power vibrated at high speed at the frequency of the Golden Snake's Hard and Soft Method, manipulating the air to lock the body of the brown-haired young man on the ground and lift it up.
"Oldman Pill, a single-ball spirit body, possessed and combined!"
While roaring, Liang De roughly pressed the Yuwan spirit body and the brown-haired young man's body together, making their form and spirit become one.
Oldman woke up soon after his soul returned to his body. The brown-haired young man's blue eyes were full of panic, and he didn't know what to say to the visitor from another world in front of him.
Liang De was too lazy to explain too much, so he held down Oldman's head and gave him a pair of demonized eagle eyes. Then he took out a pair of mechanical bat wings from Haina's magic possession, and picked up Oldman who was shouting in pain. Man flew thousands of meters into the sky.
"Open your eyes and look around!"
Liang De used the golden snake to control Oldman's bones and muscles, causing him to open a pair of demonic eagle eyes and twist his neck to see the surrounding scene through the telescope in Liang De's hand.
Gobi, Gobi, Gobi.
In all directions there is the desolate Gobi Desert.
Thousands of kilometers away, the end of the Gobi Desert is neither an oasis nor a town, but a colorful and blurred dream barrier.
There is no trace of the imperial frontier scene in Oldman's memory.
Where is my empire?
What about my huge empire?
Liang De flapped the mechanical bat wings and hovered in the air. When Oldman recovered from the shock, he took him back to the ground.
He used Huanhai Xuanqi to make two sofas and a square table, and he and Oldman sat on each side. He picked up the small blue camera hanging around his neck and took a few mugshots of Oldman with trashy compositions.
"Brother, you saw it in the sky just now.
This is a dream world, with nothing but the Gobi Desert.
You are a character in a dream.
Your empire is fake, the earldom is fake, the whole family and enemies who were wiped out are also fake and have never existed.
There is no blood feud, no desperate journey, these things you remember are completely false, they are false memories filled in during the soul creation in the dream world.
Your body is directly constructed from the earth, water, wind and fire in the dream world. You are born and raised by nature. You are an orphan without a mother, but it is not the mother you remember. You have no mother in the first place. Do you understand what I mean? "
Liang De consciously communicated and explained the current situation to Oldman very kindly.
"Am I a character in a dream?"
Oldman dug at the armrest of the sofa unconsciously, his voice dry.
"It's not just you, it's them too."
Liang De pulled an "alien soul" from the sky, rubbed an ordinary human body and stuffed it inside.
After getting the body, the "Soul of Another World" was confused for a while, and then reached out to hold the non-existent copper bottle on his chest. A look of ecstasy appeared on his face, and he shouted in standard Handan dialect: "System! "
Liang De pulled out the "soul from another world" and stuffed it in again. Within a few seconds, "soul from another world" with a Handan accent repeated the previous action.
"See, it's fake. It's a repeater. It's not a complete soul. It has no self-awareness. It's just a simple tool soul put together."
Liang De opened the "Alien Soul" in front of Oldman and crushed the display parts to let him understand what these "Alien Souls" were.
"What about me? Am I also a tool soul?"
At this time, there was no trace of blood on Oldman's face, and his voice was inaudible.
"You are different from them. You are a complete soul, just filled with many false memories."
"Why, why did the one who created us do this?"
There was a glint in Oldman's eyes and he asked with trembling lips.
"Why? There's no reason for dreaming. It's just a dream.
You probably also have false memories of dreams.
Brother, there is no big conspiracy. It’s just that a powerful being named ‘Pain Cramp’ dreamed and was reflected by Kukai, creating such a dream world on the other side. Objectively speaking, this is a natural phenomenon, and its root cause is Not to the one who dreamed.
As for why Mr. "Severe Pain in Cramps" dreamed about such a plot, it may be that he has long-standing views on system-streaming works, and he thinks about them day by day and dreams about them at night. "
Liang De crossed his legs and put his notebook on his lap. There was a recorder on the table and a fixed camera set up on a tripod next to the table, looking like a professional reporter.
"Brother, I have explained the current situation to you. Can you talk about your current feelings in depth?"
"My thoughts...who are you?"
"Me? I'm just a passing Jie Yuan traveler who came here specifically to collect information."
When Liang De saw that Oldman was half-understanding, he slapped Mr. Liang's essence language package on the forehead of the brown-haired young man with his backhand, along with some basic common sense about the Dream World of Essence.
After Oldman digested the knowledge transmitted by Liang De through the two-phase communication method, he slumped on the sofa in a very depressed manner like a crumpled plastic bag.
what's the situation?
I just sent the language pack, it didn’t include my personal life philosophy!
Liang De quickly shook the old man who had turned into a salted fish, and said with concern while shaking:
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
"This world will be destroyed in at least twenty days, and I will be destroyed together with this world..."
Oldman muttered to himself in Chinese, unconsciously with the feeling of a foreign aria.
"God, what is the meaning of my false and short life?"
Liang De was overjoyed, yes, that's it. What he wanted was the feeling that King Wen acted in Zhou Yi and Zhong Nie acted in Spring and Autumn Period.
As the saying goes, the article hates fate, brother Oldman, you have experienced the ups and downs of life, and found out on an ordinary day that everything in the past was just a lie, and this false world is about to be destroyed, leaving you no time to go. Find the meaning of life.
In the face of this huge impermanence, your literary and artistic soul should burn brightly, burst out the strongest sound that directly touches your soul, and leave an immortal chapter on the other side of the sea.
I, Liang De, am so lucky to be able to witness the birth of a masterpiece in the Dream World of Essence. It is truly a worthwhile trip.
Liang De took the pen and paper and stared at Oldman who was in deep thought.
This is the calm before the storm. Once he turns the emotions and thoughts in his heart into words as sharp as swords and spits them out, that is when a serious literary masterpiece is born!
Liang De watched intently as Oldman stood up unsteadily from the sofa. He saw the fair-skinned, blue-eyed, brown-haired young man with a face full of grief and anger, looking up to the sky and roaring:
"It belongs to your second uncle! What's the explanation?"
It belongs to your second uncle! What about serious literature?
