Gongsun Ce's super power has stopped going crazy, and now the thing that bothers him is replaced by something new.
Black-red light spots emerged from the heart of the gray-haired young man, condensing into a sword-like shape and rising up. The power that killed the Glazed Dragon in mid-February reappeared. This power was about to poke a hole in Yan Qi's house and soar into the sky with its momentum!
The formation under Gongsun Ce glowed brightly, pulling black and red light spots into the paper. But the power of the final sword immediately began to struggle hard, dyeing the rice paper and the magic circle completely black.
Shigure Reiichi asked in a low voice: "Shall I make a deal?"
"No hurries."
Yan Qi picked up his pen and drew the five-pointed star that once sealed the sword and the boy with eyes. The ink mark quickly enlarged and turned into a mark with a radius of one meter under his palm. Tianji took another mark and shouted: "Stop!"
The five-pointed star covered Gongsun Ce, and the power of the final sword suddenly slowed down. Yan Qi immediately said: "In the name of justice, righteousness and morality, tie up this bastard boy!"
As soon as he said this, Gongsun Ce's body surface was covered with a layer of white. Bai Zhi tightly restrained the sleeping young man and completely blocked the black and red sword light.
Even though Shigurei had a strong psychological quality, he couldn't help but feel scared. He was 100% sure that if no one had taken action, his best friend would have been dead, and what would be even more terrifying would be what happened next...
The young man in a suit said helplessly: "Mr. Yan, I can't learn this."
"What a joke, can you learn this?" Yan Qi sneered, "Just wait and see what happens next before making a decision."
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Gongsun Ce looked at the shaking building happily, waiting for something to break out of the ground and give him a happy time. But the apartment building only shook for a while and then gradually stabilized. He ran to the window in disbelief and found that the scene outside suddenly changed.
The overwhelming white substance covered the entire desert, making it difficult for a grain of sand to float. He was extremely confused, as if he was in an endless snowfield.
As the external environment stabilized, Gongsun Ce's turbulent negative emotions were suddenly suppressed. It was as if someone had given him a heavy hammer on the head. While he was dizzy, he also fell into a strange calm. .
Gongsun Ce was stunned for a few seconds before finally realizing what happened. He looked at Alandia on the chair. The latter had picked up the wordless book he had discarded at some point and was flipping through the pages of the book, reading with gusto.
"Are you poisonous? What's so good about you? Can you let me go?" Gongsun Ce said frantically, "You want to see me go insane? See me struggling in a normal world after realizing my true nature? Are you a sadist? Do you have the heart to torture a poor man like this? Or is this a different way of expressing your kindness, by pinching someone's neck with your hands and stuffing candy into your mouth? "
Dawn Knight replied without raising his head.
"Self-abuse is the achievement of the weak, and self-mutilation is the monument of the despicable."
This sentence blocked out all his unspoken words.
Nonsense and provocation have never worked on this woman.
Gongsun Ce grabbed the silver-haired woman's shoulders with both hands and begged in a low voice: "Alandia, I'm already like this... Can you say something nice? There's a backstory behind the hero risking his life to fight. The spirit or partner or goddess shouted from behind, "Don't give up," "I believe in you," and "You are the most handsome in the world." I'm almost as miserable now as I was three years ago, and I'm almost exhausted. You Say something nice and give me some comfort so that I can stand up again and look for the spiritual light or some other treasure of Lao Shizi, so that I can have the courage to face the reality of his x!"
Alandia smiled.
Her smile was not wide, and the corners of her mouth were only slightly raised. At first, Gongsun Ce always felt that this distant and formal smile was mocking him, or others who were more stupid or incompetent than herself. It was only later that he finally noticed the kindness in the woman's eyes and realized that she was just not good at expressing herself.
Her tone was calm, with no big fluctuations audible.
"Ce, I am not your mother, nor your lover."
Gongsun Ce covered his face and lay on the bed pretending to be dead.
He had never been so lucky that there were only the two of them in this place. If others heard this, he would really be embarrassed to see anyone in his life.
"Thank you, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to stab me." Gongsun Ce said with his eyes closed, "Now we are all finished, we can stay in this small room and torture each other until the end of the world."
Gongsun Ce knew exactly what would happen next.
The aura of nature should be the treasure hidden deepest in the heart. Now he has discovered his negative nature, but he has not found the light deep in his heart. If you can't find the aura, you can't go back. If you can't go back, you have to stay in this place. Unless a hero comes from heaven to save him, Gongsun Ce will become a vegetable and lie outside for the rest of his life.
The Dawn Knight calmly opened the blank book, apparently not planning to talk to him anymore. Gongsun Ce held it in for a while and couldn't help but said: "Seriously, is this thing so beautiful? What can you tell without a single word?"
Alandia closed the book.
"You learned about dream interpretation."
He has learned it. Not in the psychology elective course at the university, but in the small room Yan Qi gave him.
In a world of impermanence, dreams are closely related to the heart. They believe that the mind is an "illusive" thing that is beyond the physical horizon but corresponds to the real world. The heart contains power that ordinary people cannot detect. That power comes from people's experiences, past, mental state, and the true nature of things they have seen or even never seen before.
Under normal circumstances, human thinking cannot understand the power in the heart. These concepts that actually exist but are intangible are difficult to give practical definitions through language and writing, so they can only appear in the form of "symbols."
Symbols are all motives and attempts, all intuitions and perceptions, all ideal and irrational thinking, conclusions, inductions, and all changes in emotion. It contains everything in people's hearts, but ordinary people often see it as confused, like seeing flowers in a fog.
"Everything that appears in dreams is a symbol. The deeper you go, the greater the amount of information contained in the symbol." Gongsun Ce replied boredly, "The way to interpret the meaning of symbols is to interpret dreams."
"Basically correct." Alandia handed the wordless book back to him, "Try to interpret the dream."
Gongsun Ce raised his knuckles, knocked on the cover, and said dryly: "The appearance is beautiful, but the inside is empty, which reflects my superficial nature. Not a single word in the book explains that I am living aimlessly. Nothingness; the layers of decoration and shell on the outside of the book reflect that I have long been aware of my own essence, but covered it up with exaggerated expressions and relied on self-deception to survive. Because the awareness of my essence made me feel collapsed, and I could not survive without deceiving myself. Ten times Eighty-nine people will be willing to degenerate and even commit suicide."
He threw the book on the bed and remained silent.
Alandia commented: "A reasonable interpretation."
"Oh, I'm very familiar with this trick of yours." Gongsun Ce said with a grin, "First of all, it makes sense to whet my appetite! Then I changed the topic, but the key factor was missing, so it's not correct. Damn it, this is my dream , do you understand me better than I do?"
Alandia stood up in the middle of the room and began to speak in his familiar tone.
"Based on hypothetical premises, countless reasonable speculations can be made." She raised a finger and put it under the brim of her deerstalker hat. "Only by finding real evidence can we make the only correct inference."
Always remember to use a complete logical chain to connect your thoughts...
Gongsun Ce answered in his heart, and then sighed, "Miss Knight, we are not breaking the news now. This is my dream. This place has no rationality and no logic. I am happy to be your assistant and accompany you in Superbia. Running around on the streets, but that doesn’t work anymore. Where does the evidence and logic come from when interpreting symbols?”
The silver-haired woman shook her finger.
"There is still a self-consistent logic in dreams, it just depends on whether you can interpret it."
She took off her deer hunting hat and put it on Gongsun Ce's head.
"Now I am your assistant, you come to find out the truth about yourself."
Gongsun Ce opened his mouth blankly, feeling the remaining warmth on his hat, and didn't know what to say for a moment.
He took the book back awkwardly and whispered: "...I'll try."
The person with superpowers begins to reconstruct logic and look at everything he encounters from a rational perspective.
He first stepped into the absurd desert. There was no memory or reason in that environment. Symbols such as the dark sun, the spaceship, and the desert contained a lot of information, but no matter how you think about it, it had nothing to do with his essence and should be discarded.
Afterwards, he stepped into the apartment and climbed up only to fall below, which shows that he realized that the process of climbing up was also a journey to find himself deeper. This is also another obvious symbol: the opposite nature of dreams and reality.
Gongsun Ce first stepped into the room in the Sky Capital and saw different sides of his close friends. As expected, the friends also turned into the opposite of their usual appearance, showing an "inside" appearance where impressions and prejudices were condensed. They all look like monsters but are not malicious, which shows that he trusts his friends, understands the absurdity of the Sky City environment, and treats it as a daily surface aspect. His friends suggested that he stay, which was naturally due to his own resistance to going deep into his heart.
Then he met his elder brother. The upright Mo Yuankai has been hiding in the darkness, which is of course the opposite of usual. He saw a false spiritual light in the form of a torch in the tunnel, which was equivalent to the book cover on the outside of a small book, a self-created illusion. Mo Yuankai said that he had to look in the mirror before he could go into the depths, which meant...
"Miss Airandia, what do people see in the mirror?"
"See yourself."
Yes, see yourself. He went to his heart from the dream in an attempt to find his true self, so he must have the courage to face his heart. Now he has seen his negative nature, but he has not been able to find the light, which means that his journey is not over yet.
Gongsun Ce has entered the deepest level of the dream. He asked himself, what should he do after facing his heart?
He touched the deerstalker hat on his head. Why not do it as a broken eucalyptus? Now he has found an unknown book, a "mystery". What he should do is...
"The Sword Comes"
"Find the reason why this book came into existence." Gongsun Ce murmured to himself, "Find the reason why it has no words."
If there was only nothingness deep in Gongsun Ce's heart, then what he would find in the end would be a stack of white paper, a ball of air, or other things without content.
This thing looks like a book, and the book must have content, even if it is just a title.
The young man jumped up from the bed and said excitedly: "Where am I, Alandia?"
The Knight of Dawn replied fluently: "In your past residence."
"An old house lives with a family of three. You shouldn't be here, I should be here, who else should be here?"
"your family."
He grabbed the book, pushed out the door, and led the silver-haired woman into the deserted living room. The clock on the wall shows the current time, 5 p.m., and Gongsun Ce’s parents are still working outside. Of course, they will not return home.
By common logic, the search for the truth requires finding what happened in the past. But this was a dream, and he had to interpret the logic according to the order in the dream. He remembered the process of getting here, and suddenly understood.
“To reach the top, you need to dive into the abyss, and to pursue the past, you have to look to the future.”
Gongsun Ce took off the clock and turned the hands: "Add time and see what happened here in the past!"
The minute hand turned around and around, and the air in the old parlor suddenly filled up, and three illusory shadows appeared where there should have been nothing. The shadows gathered around the dining table, discussing something seriously. When the clock pointed to half past seven, the shadows completely solidified, and sounds and movements also appeared.
This time Gongsun Ce saw clearly. It was his parents who appeared in the room...
And himself as a child.
