Time passes, and the land becomes desolate.
Yang Gang was walking alone on Zuowang Road.
A little fox followed behind him, jumping around and jumping on his feet from time to time. Then he was kicked away...
"Daddy, daddy...hehehe"
The little fox smiled crisply and kept pestering.
Yang Gang looked helpless, with a look of disgust on his face.
Then he continued to move forward with a determined expression.
"Zi Wang Dao, this is the inner Zai Wang Dao. My name is Yang Jian, Erlang Shen Yang Jian... I must not forget it!" He kept reminding himself, picking up the memories that were lost from time to time.
But he had completely forgotten that he seemed to be called Yang Gang.
And the little fox...had already forgotten everything.
The power of this path of sitting and forgetting to transform into the mortal world is obviously evil.
but.
Although one person and one fox gradually forgot everything, their own feelings were not forgotten.
The little fox is still obsessed with Yang Gang.
And Yang Gang was still eager to dislike her.
Although at this time, they had already forgotten each other's identities.
Night falls.
Yang Gang, like a mortal, settled in a mountain col. After finding dry firewood, he had to lie down and rest.
He has forgotten that he is a god and does not need to eat, drink and rest. He feels very tired every night.
"Daddy, sleep!"
A little fox ran over and jumped into his arms.
"roll!"
Yang Gang flew up with a kick.
"Hey~~ Daddy is bullying people!" The little fox persisted, giggling.
the next day.
It was just getting dark.
Yang Gang suddenly stood up and sat up.
"Daddy, you wake up!"
The little fox rubbed his eyes dimly and lay in his arms.
"Well. Who are you?" Yang Gang looked confused.
"I'm a little fox! Daddy~~~" the little fox said with a smile.
"oh."
Yang Gang nodded calmly, having completely forgotten everything.
I just remember... this place seems to be called Zuowangdao.
Um?
How can I walk across the Zaiwang Road?
He thought while dragging his chin.
Another day.
Yang Gang, who was sleeping, suddenly felt a little itchy on his feet.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a little fox with its perky butt facing him, sticking out its tongue and licking...
"roll!"
Yang Gang instinctively kicked, and the little fox took off again.
Time passes.
Yang Gang has forgotten how long it has been since he came to sit in Wangdao.
I just remind myself every day that I must, must, and cannot forget everything. Forgetting is called sitting on the road of forgetting.
"Strange, where is this place? Why is there not a single soul?"
Yang Gang walked forward alone.
The thought just came to an end.
Suddenly, the world ahead changed. Cattle, sheep, horses, dogs, tigers...all kinds of creatures appeared on the earth, living freely.
Yang Gang was slightly startled.
"That's it, it's fake...everything is fake..."
He smiled silently.
Suddenly he reached out and pointed forward.
Turning his celestial vision, he shouted: "Broken!"
No light flashed.
However.
Everything in front of him was like a mirror, shattered in an instant.
The world suddenly became alive.
"Ouch~~~"
A shrill roar.
The ground rumbled, as if a large number of creatures were coming.
Yang Gang took a closer look.
It turned out to be a lame little black dog, running away like crazy. A group of wild wolves were chasing behind it, with ferocious looks and cold and ruthless eyes, like clay sculptures.
"Ouch~~"
The little black dog saw someone in front of him and immediately ran away.
"The...dog sitting on the Forgetful Road?"
Just as Yang Gang was slightly stunned.
The little black dog in front was holding a bloody lame leg, but it could no longer run. It lay paralyzed on the ground and whined and yelled at him, as if asking for help.
"go!"
Yang Gang stepped forward with a few steps, his figure was like lightning, and instantly kicked away several hungry wolves, saving the little black dog.
"Woooooo~~~"
The puppy looked at him pitifully, as if asking for help.
However.
Yang Gang glanced at it a few times, then shook his head slightly and continued to move forward.
Everything that happened on the Zuiwang Road had nothing to do with him.
After this day.
Yang Gang began to encounter various creatures along the way, including dogs, pigs, monkeys, horses, and even dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, and strange beasts from the mountains and seas.
They... seem to be the same creatures who once entered the Zaowang Road, where they forgot everything and lived a carefree life.
Yang Gang ignored these creatures and just kept moving forward.
But behind him, besides the little fox, there was another small figure.
The little black dog and the little fox, like two little tails that can't be shaken off, have been following his footsteps.
No matter how much he drives it away, it won't go away.
It seemed like a long time passed.
Yang Gang has completely forgotten everything, leaving only the persistence in his heart, which makes him move forward in ignorance.
On the contrary, the little fox and the little black dog are simple-minded, innocent and romantic, carefree, and as long as they are by his side, they are the greatest happiness.
One morning.
Yang Gang woke up again.
It feels like there are two animals fighting for territory on both feet.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that a little fox and a little black dog were fighting.
The pitiful little black dog was kept being suppressed and beaten, but it still refused to give up and imitated the little fox. It stretched out its tongue and seemed to be salivating over Yang Gang's feet.
"Both of you...get out of here!"
Yang Gang became furious and kicked away the two cute followers.
Continue on your way.
But this time.
But he felt that he had forgotten something again.
"Huh? What do I do here?"
at this moment.
Yang Gang felt blessed and silently took out a piece of rag from his arms, with only two words written on it - Wangchen.
boom!
There was a roar in his mind, as if another long river of starlight was passing through, with countless colorful fish swimming in it.
"It turns out that I am me, I am still... me."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Yang Gang's mouth.
He remembered everything.
but.
Forgot everything again.
This is completely different from the little fox.
Yang Gang didn't understand why, it seemed like he was a little... special in this place?
The art of killing love? Or is it a long river of fate?
he does not know.
"Ouch~~~"
A low howl.
Yang Gang only felt his feet wet.
Looking down, he saw a little black dog licking his feet flatteringly.
"Little black dog?"
Yang Gang meditated silently, seeming to be thinking about something.
for a long time.
He finally said, "Xiaozi, do you have a name?"
"Ouch?"
The little black dog tilted his head, not knowing why.
"No? Then from now on, you will be called Roaring Sky Dog!" Yang Gang said with a smile.
"Awwwww~~" The little black dog suddenly wagged its tail happily.
"Daddy, daddy, what about me? What's my name?" The little fox bumped away from the Roaring Dog, glanced at the foot it had licked, and immediately showed a look of disgust.
He raised his head and looked eagerly at Yang Gang.
"you?"
Yang Gang chuckled, "Your name should be... Su Daji, right?"
"Su...Daji?"
The little fox blinked, showing a weird look.
"Okay, the little fox has a name! The little fox has a name! My name is Su Daji, I will be called Su Daji!"
suddenly.
A hand grabbed her neck.
Yang Gang said coldly: "Stop pretending, you...have already remembered everything like me, right? Qingqiu Fox Fairy...Su Daji!"
Just then.
The world suddenly changed again.
An ancient temple slowly rose from the ground ahead.
The aura of the ancient wilderness rushes towards your face like waves of heaven and earth.
Yang Gang stared blankly at everything in front of him.
At this moment, Mingjie Changhe actually issued a reminder.
[Wangchen’s Second Life—Start. 】
[You can currently enter the Tribulation Chapter: Wangchen Simulation I. Life and death, sadomasochism, eternal love calamity. 】
I went to get a massage in the evening to relieve my body's aches and pains. I'll pay 5,000 more today.
(End of chapter)
