So hungry, I really want to eat...
Lin Xixue's stomach growled, and a strong sense of hunger came over her. This hunger was so strong that it even made her feel an endless sense of emptiness from deep inside her heart.
She just wanted to eat now, anything, as long as there was something to eat.
As soon as she thought about it, the next moment she was holding a large piece of unknown meat and started to eat it.
She was suddenly stunned. Where did this piece of meat come from?
She has no memory of this at all.
But forget it, it doesn't matter, as long as you have something to eat.
Bite and swallow, like a ferocious beast tearing apart its prey. The scraps of flesh and blood smeared all over her hands and face, but she didn't care.
She just felt satisfied.
Tasty, but itchy...
Her arms felt so itchy that she rolled up her sleeves and scratched frantically.
The flesh was torn open, revealing an eye.
Lin Xixue suddenly held her head and howled in pain.
"What am I doing, what am I doing!"
She reached for her throat, trying to spit out the flesh and blood she had just swallowed, but nothing came out except acidic water.
"Why are you trying to trick me like this? What on earth are you going to do!"
Lin Xixue collapsed, raised the broken sword and thrust it into the eye on her arm.
The broken sword pierced the slender arm, bringing out the broken eyeball with the optic nerve still attached.
Lin Xixue was in so much pain that she could hardly breathe, but she laughed wildly.
"Hahahahahahahaha, come on, didn't you say, 'The one who should be saved should show up as a person to teach the Dharma'? Come out, how are you going to save me this time?"
The illusion around him was shattered again.
In the cramped stone room, Lin Xixue was holding a black jade album, wearing a black feather dress, and kneeling in front of the statue of Tianzun. Hong Yanzi's withered palm gently stroked her Tianling and pulled her hair into a bun.
"Good boy, you finally woke up."
"How long are you going to perform such a boring drama? No matter how many layers of illusions you try, I will still see through it." Lin Xixue sneered.
"You are talking crazy things again. Are you going to say something about cheating again? You have to say it again every time you wake up, but how are you going to prove it?"
how to prove? Isn't the best proof that I can release my spiritual consciousness?
Lin Xixue thought... but there was no reaction.
How is it possible? It's impossible. I've obviously absorbed moonlight dew, and I can obviously release my consciousness?
There is also the Mad Sword Sword Manual!
She quickly recalled the moves recorded in the sword manual in her mind, but suddenly found that the sword moves that had seemed clumsy and skillful at first had now turned into wild swings like a child playing house.
Lin Xixue suddenly felt very cold.
It turns out that I have been in front of the Tianzun Statue all the time. Bai Qing, Corpse Puppet Insect, and Golden Finger are all just my fantasy?
Impossible, you can't let your spiritual consciousness go out, forgetting the sword manual of Mad Sword, these are just deceptions. The golden finger can get rid of evil spirits, it must exist, it must exist!
She came to the void again. The green light on the surface of the jade bottle had been completely extinguished, and the originally transparent body of the bottle now looked like a dim stone.
"Click..."
A crack suddenly appeared on the surface of the jade bottle. The cracks became more and more numerous and denser, and finally exploded into powder with a "bang" sound.
Lin Xixue returned to reality, holding the black jade album in both hands, tears welling up in her eyes uncontrollably. Hong Yanzi stood aside quietly and did not come forward to disturb her.
"Why, why did you choose me? What do you want from me?" Lin Xixue asked crying.
She feels that she is not a weak person, but no matter how strong a person is, there will be times when she cannot withstand the pressure and completely collapses.
But when Hong Yanzi heard her question, his expression became confused.
"Xiao Xueer, what are you talking about? You are my granddaughter. You have been crazy since you were a child, so I serve Tianzun day and night just to cure you?"
"Fortunately, Tianzun has appointed you as an Immortal Official. From now on, you will be an Immortal. Immortals are immune to all diseases and will live forever. In the future, your illness will slowly get better."
Hong Yanzi's tone was very pleased, and he had indescribable respect for Tianzun.
"That's enough! I won't resist you anymore, but please tell the truth...please...stop playing tricks on me..."
Lin Xixue pretended to be soft-spoken. He had to know what Hong Yanzi wanted to do and why it had to be him. She knew she couldn't give up.
Even if there is no golden finger, we still have to live.
Hong Yanzi became even more confused and took out a dirty hand puppet and put it on his hand.
"Xiao Xueer, have you forgotten? Your parents died early. I raised you since you were a child. When you were a child, you loved to cry, so I used this hand puppet to tease you."
"I play the role of an evil old man, and the hand puppet plays the role of a fairy girl. You have heard this story dozens of times and still want to hear it, but you still can't get enough!"
"Oh, didn't you also give the hand puppet a name, Bai Qing, and you don't even remember it?"
Lin Xixue looked at the hand puppet blankly. This hand puppet indeed seemed very familiar to her.
It turns out that Bai Qing is just a fictional character I made up after hearing a story when I was a kid? Hong Yanzi is my grandfather?
No, there is a problem. If I am really the granddaughter of Hong Yanzi, how can I explain the memory of another world?
How do I explain my interpersonal relationships at school since childhood?
But she was horrified to find that she could not remember the names and looks of her classmates since childhood.
So there is no modern society, I am not a time traveler, there is no golden finger, these are just my imagination?
No, there is something wrong with this hand puppet. This hand puppet is obviously made of chemical fiber. How can there be chemical fiber in this world!
When she realized this, Hong Yanzi's voice and face became blurred. Black and white noise covered Hong Yanzi's face like a mask, and her voice became alternately male and female.
"Xiaoxue, the doctor said that your brain damage is too severe and it is unlikely that you will regain consciousness, but even if there is a glimmer of hope, mom will not give up."
"The doctor said that if I chat with you more, maybe a miracle will happen?"
"Do you remember this hand puppet?"
That very familiar middle-aged female voice, who is it?
It should be someone very important to me, but I can’t remember it. Why can’t I remember it?
She felt that this memory was close to her eyes, but it was as if it was covered by some barrier. This feeling was too uncomfortable.
However, this must be an illusion. I want to wake up, I must wake up!
She reached out her hand, grabbed it hard, and sat up.
The windows are bright and clean, and there is a slight smell of disinfectant, but it is not pungent.
Several electrodes are attached to the chest and connected to the heart rate monitor.
"Beep... beep..." The heart rate was very steady.
The breeze fluttered the white curtains, bringing a hint of coolness.
The middle-aged woman beside the bed was stunned for a long time, then stood up abruptly, knocking over the folding stool in a panic.
She first pressed the bedside alarm, then pushed open the ward door and shouted to the aisle: "Doctor Zhang, my daughter is awake!"
"Mom... this is a hospital, don't shout so loudly." Although Lin Xixue seemed to be blaming her, she was actually being coquettish with her mother, Lin Ting.
She knew that she finally woke up.
The nightmarish experience I had just now was probably the "near-death experience" that I read about on the Internet before?
It was indeed a unique experience, but Lin Xixue definitely didn't want to experience it again. This feeling was too bad.
"Okay, okay, I'm in a hurry. Stop shouting, stop shouting!" Lin Ting held up the folding stool, sat on the edge of the bed, and hugged Lin Xixue tightly.
"I knew my little Xue'er could do it. You can always create miracles."
"Mom... Is that a miracle? I have always relied on hard work to achieve good results since I was a child." Feeling her mother's gentle embrace, Lin Xixue closed her eyes and smiled with satisfaction.
"Oh, by the way, I have a surprise for you! Lin Ting seemed to suddenly remember something...
