Tens of thousands of monsters that were eating people all over Huzhou were frozen in place at the same time. The insects stopped moving and the living dead stopped crawling. Each of the monsters had to blurt out a sentence, but their hearts were connected. That sentence The exact same words made them fall into confusion, then enlightenment, then fear, and finally despair.
Yao Jing gritted his teeth and said before other demons: "Idiot, I am"
"It's me!" Yin Yang Ghost suddenly shouted with a ferocious face: "I came from the Jiang River. The flood flooded my house, and I just left Yizun Township."
"You're lying!" Yaoting shouted: "On the day the flood flooded the house, I was still drinking pine mash in the tavern. I, I, I remember it really, you, ah, who are you! Who are you!"
Qingfu completely turned into a white snake, curled up and shaking from head to tail, but Bai Yao flew out from among the monsters, bit Yaori's shoulder, and chewed off a large piece of meat. Bai Yao said viciously and almost desperately. : "Don't even think about it, don't think about taking my place. What is that thing? It got into my head. Who are you and why?"
Huzi and Muzi Yun Zhongdian quietly retreated to another place. Huzi asked, "Is that sentence a mystery?"
"No, the demon's body is a person called Xie Helin. Fifty years ago, a demon energy came here and possessed Xie Helin. The demon allowed Xie Helin to split into two people. It may be that the energy was too large, and the two It divided into eight people, the eight demons, and each demon gained abilities. Think about it, a person's consciousness is divided into eight, each one is Sheherin himself, and the demon can deliberately prevent the eight consciousnesses from contacting each other. , even if we stand together, most of them only talk about me, not about us, the purpose is to maintain the balance of consciousness, what I have to do is to break the balance and let them, no, let Sheikhlin return to reality."
Chong Dian looked at the demon and whispered: "If the eight of you pierce the window paper, they will collapse."
The collapse was just the beginning. Xie Helin, who was living in a drunken dream, suddenly woke up like a sudden enlightenment. The scary thing was that he saw six different directions. He actually had six bodies (the inner part of Kun had disappeared, and The consciousness of Xie Helin in the body of Qian who ran away has actually disappeared long ago. This will be mentioned accidentally in future stories. Mu Ziyun and others do not know this, and the essence of the demon and the reasons for its emergence are more complicated. Mu Ziyun is just guessing. What happens after the demon can possess Xie Helin.)
"No, no," all the demons covered their heads at the same time. The six consciousnesses and the six Sheherins were disconnected from that moment. The bridge that the demon energy relied on to balance the energy collapsed instantly. Everything was torture to Sheherin, like reincarnation. , but he had six different identities at the same time, he had to think about six things at the same time, and he had to speak with six accents at the same time. When he was in pain, he felt a hint of familiarity.
ah! He finally remembered, weren't these the ridiculous expectations he had in his heart when he was so impoverished? He hid in the corner of the tavern, imagining that he was an unparalleled hero who could go to heaven and earth, and was sought after by many people; lying on the wooden bed in the small house by the Jiang River, he imagined that he was a literary giant who could write gold and travel thousands of miles away. The country is hidden in the heart, but sitting in a humble room, one can guide the world in Huzhou.
But this is a dream after all. He will wake up from the dream no matter how much pine mash he drinks. He hates the unfair fate and the unkindness of the villagers. He also wants to become a man-eating ghost, like the black and white in the book, like the tiger in the mountains. Leopards and jackals, even if they are disgusting worms in the ditch, they will be buried with the failure of others.
He fell in love with the laundry girl in the city. She was holding a snow-white puppy. The silk floating around her face could draw away his soul. He really wanted to know what she was thinking and what she liked? Can she like herself covered in patches? Alas, he is still a scholar.
Xie Helin stayed at the teahouse opposite every day. Whenever someone took his clothes, he would always feel happy for a while, because he would see the person he missed so much. He thought how great it would be if he could know what that lovely person was thinking. It would be great if he could know what everyone is thinking. He even wants to become that girl and possess her completely.
But everything is fake. Maybe he can think of every detail of "himself", but time passes in reality. Alas, the taste of pine mash wine has never changed. He always hopes for it, but never dares to try it. He understood the other options. He understood that he was living in the wrong world.
Fortunately, one day he had a long dream. He dreamed that he was standing by the Jiang River, and there was a voice from the sky, saying that his wish would come true. He knew it was a dream, but he was still free and easy. When enjoying it, the dream was so beautiful that he began to count the time and live every breath carefully. What made him excited was that this dream seemed to have no end. He forgot about the beginning of the dream, forgot about Yi Zunxiang, and forgot about the beginning of the dream. Tavern, I forgot his name, his name is Kun, his name is You Mingzi, he found the girl he loved, he challenged the sect, conquered all directions, my God, he was so lucky.
Gradually, the dream became reality, and reality was locked in the dream. So what if I couldn't wake up? Anyway, no one in this world knows him.
"Xie Helin, I am Xie Helin." Each of the six demons was talking.
"How long have you not had a dream? Where is this? Is it a dream?"
"It's like it's real. I actually saw myself in other worlds."
"No!" Mu Ziyun flew over and said loudly: "Xie Helin, this is reality, this is the world where you exist. It's been a long time and you are back."
"You lied" "I am Jing, I can live a long life" "She is in my body? No, we are together, you see, I am still holding her little white dog"
"It's not fake." Mu Ziyun took out the water bag and threw it towards them. He smashed the water bag with a ball of flame. The fresh pine mash wine inside spilled down and touched the demon's lips.
The demons were stunned and looked at the sky calmly. The corners of their mouths were twitching. Their eyes came down from the black and white eyes of the yin and yang ghosts and flowed over the demon sun's swollen belly. The demons covered their mouths and bit their palms with their teeth. The meat, cried hoarsely, and cried like rain.
"Uh, uh-huh, why!" Yao pointed to the sky, "Can't you realize even a dream for me? I don't accept it! Haha, wu-wu."
Qing Fu died and turned into a snake-like stone, which was blown into pieces by the wind. The demon sun died, and all the worms gathered into a pile and turned into soil. A pupa emerged from the center, and a moth flew out, dripping with blood, and flew quietly toward the sun in the sky.
You Mingzi died. Before he died, he looked at Bai Yao with a smile. Bai Yao kissed the little white dog in his arms lovingly and walked slowly towards the woods south of Shimen Pass. His clothes gradually turned into ashes and his body gradually turned into yellow sand.
Jing sat quietly at the stone gate, and Mu Ziyun walked over gently.
"Jing, thank you Helin, I'm sorry for disturbing your dream."
Jing was still looking at the south, and suddenly pointed at the south with hope, and asked Xiang Muziyun: "Do you think she is beautiful?"
Mu Ziyun smiled and said: "Beautiful, but not the most beautiful."
"Oh? It turns out that you have also found the most beautiful person. I really envy you that you can be with her in reality."
"I also envy you, you can have her, even in a dream."
Jing's legs that were sitting cross-legged began to slowly dissipate, and he smiled, "Yes, I had it, in a dream, and not only that, I lived a good life and was very happy. If this is the ending of reality, that's fine, then. Just treat this place as a dream." Jing turned to Mu Ziyun and said, "I want to go back, to the place where she is."
"Yeah." Mu Ziyun nodded, "Goodbye."
The wind carried the smoke and sand around Shimenguan and flew to the horizon. Perhaps it returned to the small village along the Jiang River. The water there had sunk. Time returned to that year, the tavern and the small house. Who said the dream was over? The reality there is just beginning.
