As soon as these words came out, I became even more confused. What else belongs to me now? Five years ago, ever since Ling Jiang used her body to seal the bronze blood coffin, I have lost everything, and nothing in this world belongs to me anymore.
In this case, what else can my grandfather give me back? Also, why did he use the word 'huan'? Is it necessary to use 'huan' between grandfather and grandson?
My grandfather did not answer me directly, but pointed to the chair next to him and motioned for me to sit down.
After I sat down, my grandpa said to me, bastard, haven't you ever thought about it, why am I here waiting for you to come to me, but just now I kept opening and closing the coffin lid, disturbing the rapids? Push you forward?
How could I possibly know such inconsistent things? Besides, don’t mention this. I don’t know. I don’t even know if you are really my grandfather or just an illusion created by my obsession.
After all, when my grandfather sent me the message to live well five years ago, he always kept his mouth open. It was completely different from you now. I really doubt your authenticity.
But it doesn’t matter, I’m dead anyway, so whether you are true or false doesn’t mean much to me. Besides, I would be very happy to be able to see my grandfather after my death and fulfill my obsession. It doesn’t matter if it’s true or not.
But my grandfather explained to me that the reason why I had to do it was because I wanted to confirm whether you were my grandson.
As you say, I am not your grandson, who else can I be? Mai found in the trash?
My grandfather smiled and said, I can’t tell for sure, it might be Peng Yao, it might be another class teacher or Xie Chuanji, it might be a completely different you.
I can understand the possibility of becoming Peng Yao, but I don't understand the latter two at all. I am so good, how could I turn into another class teacher or another Xie Chuanji? It is even less likely that I will become a completely different me.
Unless I become Peng Yao, wouldn’t I still be me in all other changes? Even if my way of thinking changes and my concepts change, I am still myself. After all, who can guarantee that his character will remain unchanged throughout his life?
Grandpa said, do you remember your class teacher? You said she was just an ambitious craftsman, but was she another Peng Yao?
I had already speculated on this issue before I jumped into the well. I felt that there should be a residual soul in the class teacher's body, which has been silently affecting the class teacher. When the time is right, it will completely occupy the class teacher's body and turn her into another person. A self.
But after hearing this, my grandfather just shook his head and said, you take a drop of ink from a bottle of ink and drop it into a bowl of water. Although this drop of ink may dye the bowl of water black, even if this drop of ink No matter how strong it is, do you think it can turn this bowl of water into the bottle of ink it was before?
I was startled when I heard this, and suddenly realized that although ink can dye the clear water black, it is impossible to turn the clear water into the original bottle of ink.
If that's the case, wouldn't it mean that the class teacher is still the class teacher, or the ambitious old craftsman Zhang Hazi mentioned, rather than another Peng Yao?
But if that's the case, then why did she still say that I have a soul of hers in the tomb of the Tusi King? You know, this soul in my body was left to me by Peng Yao in order to fulfill his own dream!
In this case, wouldn't what the class teacher said completely contradict Zhang Hazi's 'analysis' (actually it was a guess, Zhang Hazi insisted that I call it analysis)?
My grandfather shook his head again and said with a smile, "Did Zhang Hazi tell you that your class teacher is a carpenter, so he competes with Peng Yao for immortality?"
Five years ago, Zhang Hazi indeed said that, and he also used him to go to Niutoubao to find mountain whips. As a result, the soul in my body was forcefully forced out and injured.
My grandfather said, so when you go to the tomb of the Tusi King, does Zhang Hazi say, you can't open the coffin?
I nodded and said so.
What Zhang Hazi said at the beginning was that I could not open the coffin, otherwise seeing another version of myself in the coffin would be equivalent to looking in the mirror. In that case, it would provide a mirror for the class teacher, the carpenter, and he and I would They will all be trapped in the mirror world.
Unlike Ling Jiang, Zhang Hazi couldn't easily break through the mirror world, so in the end he asked me to wait where I was while he opened the coffin himself. As a result, after seeing the scene in the bronze blood coffin, one of his eyes became completely blind.
At this point, I suddenly woke up and said, so, Zhang Hazi and I were both deceived. In fact, there was no Kunjiang at all. It was Grandpa who deliberately left all kinds of information for Zhang Hazi in order to prevent me from becoming blind. Ha Zi thought that the existence of a carpenter forced him to open the coffin?
My grandfather laughed kindly after hearing this and said, "You just don't believe that Zhang Hazi has a high IQ?" Hey, do you think he can't see that there is actually a trace of Peng Yao's remnant soul in your class leader?
Hearing this, I suddenly froze, and cold sweat spread all over my body for a moment. My brain felt like it had been hit by a bomb. My whole body froze in place, and an unknown premonition spread all over my body in an instant.
After a long time, I came back to my senses. Looking at the kind-faced grandfather in front of me, my mind was full of disbelief.
Because if it was true as my grandfather said, then he, Zhang Hazi, actually knew from the very beginning that the class teacher was not an independent carpenter, but the host with a remnant soul of Peng Yao in his body.
The reason why he didn't tell me this was to deceive me and make me believe that I couldn't open the coffin, and to make me willingly let him open the coffin--because in his words, if I went crazy at that time, Come on, he may not be able to stop me.
In other words, the reason why I can't open the coffin is not because the moment I open the coffin, a mirror will appear, allowing the class teacher to seize the opportunity and use the mirror world to trap us, but because he never I knew from the beginning that the contents of the coffin were not for ordinary people to see, because no matter who looked at it, they would be in danger.
But in order to save Ling Jiang, he made up a theory to deceive me, making me think that I couldn't open the coffin, but he himself chose to bear this risk.
In other words, the person who was supposed to become blind from the beginning was not Zhang Hazi, but me!
In order to save my eyes, he took all the disasters that should have belonged to me on his own!
I raised my head and glanced at the wellhead, which was completely invisible. My heart and lungs felt like they were being torn apart, and I was in so much pain!
Zhang Hazi, Zhang Hazi, what virtue and ability do I have to allow you to sacrifice yourself like this? I'm such a fool! Whether I am dead or alive, blind or lame, it has no impact on this world. You should just let me go blind!
I don’t know if there are still tears after death. I only know that my face is a little sticky, like tears, but how can I feel tears in this water?
I don’t know how long I cried. I only know that after I was tired of crying, my grandfather finally spoke to me and said, “You bastard, Zhang Hazi is right.” Because although your class teacher has a trace of Peng Yandi's remnant soul in her body, she is a craftsman in her own right, a bit similar to Xie Chuanji, but not quite the same.
I calmed down and asked my grandpa, "Why don't you just say this?"
