This fox fairy is too inhuman

Chapter 591: Strolling through the River of Memory (13)
"Who am I? Where am I? What's for dinner tonight?"

"..."

In the pure white space, the young man in a Taoist robe touched his chin and whispered: "I am Ren Yidao, the world traveler of the Shinto sect..."

"I was playing the Thief Simulator in... Lingshan, Ximo Shenzhou. I successfully copied the Ten Thousand Dao Dharmas, and then triggered that half of the Future Dharma. I was almost exposed."

Ren Yidao thought for a moment, then shook his head and said to himself: "He is conscious, his memory is normal, and his thinking is not affected."

"Although the situation was very thrilling, I finally managed to return to the Shinto Bell, but this is obviously not the case."

The surrounding space was completely white, and no clues could be found, nor could the figures of the master and his fellow apprentices be seen.

"I can't feel the existence of the sea of ​​consciousness, and my connection with Ren Huan, Xinying and others is also cut off. I have no magic power... So, I didn't accidentally enter a strange place, and I wasn't locked up by someone. This is not even the real world."

Ren Yidao raised his hands and looked at them carefully. The fingerprints were exactly the same as those on the outside world, but there was a faint sense of illusion.

The world of consciousness?
He thought for a moment, then formed a seal with his hands and quickly performed a thunder technique.

Although there was not a trace of magic power in his body at this moment, a thunder still exploded in his palm and blasted forward.

"Is the power exactly the same as outside? No, I'm afraid it's the same as I remember."

Because it was so similar to what he remembered, he was sure it came from his memory.

He had only learned this thunder technique twice when he had just become a disciple, and had never used it against the enemy.

He had never thought about what the scene would be like if he used this thunder technique with his current strength.

At his level, even the simplest spell can exert astonishing power.

"So, this is probably really my world of consciousness, and everything here is my memory."

Recalling his coma before regaining consciousness, Ren Yidao pondered: "In other words, to some extent, I am dreaming now?"

After figuring this out, Ren Yidao finally let go of the slight guard in his heart and began to relax.

He closed his eyes and thought slowly for a moment, recalling a space he was most familiar with. When he opened his eyes again, the space in front of him had completely changed, from a pure white space to a familiar bedroom - the boudoir of the master of Luoyue Peak.

Don't ask him why this is the space he is most familiar with, there are many hidden dangers here.

There are also many.

If you must ask, it is that I spent the longest time here when I was still a little fox demon pet.

Ren Yidao knew every corner of the room, even how many holes there were on the couch.

"Well, it seems that the scene can be changed, but the second person cannot be created."

He originally wanted to reconstruct a Jing Yueqin in his memory, but judging from the results, it seemed that the only one he could construct was himself.

Ren Yidao walked out of the bedroom and flew to the highest point of Luoyue Peak with a light tap of his feet. He looked around and found that every corner within his sight was constructed.

The space that can be constructed is very large, the details are well outlined, and the accuracy is quite high.

"This ability modeling is very good, but..." Ren Yidao stood at the highest point of the Luoyue Peak of the Shinto Sect and asked a soul-searching question: "What use can this be?"

I can't possibly earn three thousand a month with this skill, right?

Or, do we want to develop an open world where chairs can be sat on... ahem.

"But speaking of this, can this also be conjured up?"

Recalling for a moment, Ren Yidao felt a thin tablet in his palm. He turned on the computer skillfully, unlocked it, opened the browser, entered a string of mysterious URLs, and then...

404 Not Found
“It turns out that I can’t open it.”

"Damn it, I loved this website the most back then, why can't I remember it at all now?"

Is it because I have seen too much in real life?

Looking at the symbol of no network, Ren Yidao curled his lips, fiddled with it casually for a few times, then threw the phone aside with a dull look, and it disappeared into thin air when it fell.

I do have memories of my past life, but a hundred years have passed and only memories remain in my heart, and I don’t have that strong an obsession.

Especially with the killing of his previous life, this thought became fainter and could no longer constitute a mental demon.

Ren Yidao took a step forward, and the Shinto Sect in front of him instantly dissipated, turning back into a pure white space again.

But Ren Yidao did not stop and continued to move forward.

This is a space where it is difficult to tell the direction, and he doesn't know where he should go.

But it's like the oldest joke in the world: no matter which way you go, you're moving forward.

Ren Yidao just walked slowly in his own consciousness space, neither hurried nor slow, neither arrogant nor impatient.

As he walked, Ren Yidao was also wondering why he was here.

Had a lucid dream?

I’m afraid not. It’s similar to dreams, but there’s still a big gap.

"It can only be that."

Recalling the gaze that figure cast from the future, he felt lost in thought.

The moment I saw 'him', I felt like my entire consciousness was about to collapse.

If you think about it carefully, this is actually a very exaggerated performance.

Ren Yidao had seen great men at the top of the world's spiritual realm, and he had also seen true immortals and gods in ancient times, but no one had ever given him such a feeling.

He even felt as if he was looking at a being that could not be looked at directly.

But Ren Yidao knew better than anyone that it was not a tentacle monster, but himself.

So... the ancient god is actually me?

Future me, what did you do to make yourself look like that?
"Does this mean that I actually have a very bright future?" Ren Yidao's mouth twitched as he asked, "Can I just lie down and do nothing, and live peacefully, and then I can become that kind of monster?"

He wanted to laugh, but shook his head and put his unreliable idea aside.

That was indeed his future, but it was the one that remained after excluding tens of thousands of different fates. It was just a certain future, not a future that was already predetermined to happen.

If Ren Yidao insisted on seeking death, no one could stop him and such a future would naturally not happen.

Simply put, the future that is seen determines his upper limit, but cannot guarantee his lower limit.

While the upper limit is infinitely high, the lower limit also has infinite possibilities.

"Think about it carefully. With my own personality, although I like to play with other people's emotions, I will not play with myself in 99% of the cases, so my presence in this space at this moment is not accidental."

Ren Yidao pulled his consciousness away and analyzed his own character from the perspective of an observer, and finally came to a conclusion:
I am a funny person, but I won't make fun of myself.

"Since he knew that doing this might have an impact on himself, he still did it... That means there was a reason why he had to do it."

"What's the secret?"

"Is the 'me' back then trying to convey something to the me of this moment?"

Ren Yidao narrowed his eyes, pondering the possibility of existence.

Are there any regrets you want to avoid in your future self?
Do you want to remind yourself of something?

Is it a warning?
still is……

……

"Tsk, there are too many possibilities, there's no way to be sure!" After thinking for a long time, Ren Yidao reluctantly chose to give up.

There were too few clues, or perhaps too many, to be sure.

"Future me, why the hell don't you just speak directly?"

say something!
Open the mic! Talk!

If that doesn’t work, sign language will do, and lip syncing will work!

Of course, this was just a helpless complaint. Ren Yidao certainly understood the reason why his future self would keep silent. There must be some taboos that he was not aware of.

"For example, we can't give clear hints about the past? Will it change the known future?"

Did that glance back have a price? Probably yes.

I don’t feel it at this moment, probably because my future self will bear it all alone.

"……oh?"

As Ren Yidao walked silently, the space around him kept changing, and pictures flashed by, including Luoyue Peak, Shinto Sect, Wentian City, East Desert, Demon King City, West Desert... every place he had been to, every scenery he had seen.

Also in that picture, there were Jing Yueqin, Jian Xinxin, Yu Yu, Li Lingling...all the people he had met in his life flashed in the picture one by one.

After an unknown amount of time of constant thinking, Ren Yidao finally stopped.

In this space, he saw the second person.

The second self.

But it is not the figure at the end of the long river of time. On the contrary, this figure comes from the source at the other end.

Previous life.

Before seeing his previous life's body, Ren Yidao was unaware of his existence, but the moment he saw him, he had already taken control of him.

It seemed as if this body of mine had been standing here for a very long time, yet it also seemed as if it just appeared out of thin air.

Just as he was thinking, Ren Yidao frowned slightly, stared at his previous life, and then controlled his previous life to jump twice.

"……wrong."

Ren Yidao frowned, but soon relaxed his brows as he suddenly figured out something.

"This is not my past life, this is me in my past life."

"This is not a consciousness space, but... my memory."

The moment he saw his past life, the moment he saw himself through another pair of eyes, Ren Yidao had a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

He finally found out what was the biggest disharmony he felt here.

Ren Yidao always had a vague feeling in his heart - that he was being watched, and everything he did here was being spied on by someone in the dark.

Not the body of the previous life, not the body of the present life...

That leaves only one possibility.

"..."

After passing his previous life and continuing forward, Ren Yidao soon stopped because there was no way forward.

This is the beginning of his memory, the source of everything.

Ren Yidao stood at the end of his memory and suddenly said calmly: "Have you seen enough?"

No one answered in the pure white space.

But Ren Yidao was not surprised and continued talking to himself.

"You went through so much trouble, paid such a huge price, and looked back from the distant future, just to see these?"

Ren Yidao turned his head and looked upwards, and indeed saw the scene he had guessed.

He saw a pair of eyes.

In the pale space, there existed a pair of huge dark eyes high in the sky.

Those eyes were cold and dead, filled with body shape, but they did not contain any emotion that a mortal should have.

Like a god overlooking the world, he feels neither sad nor happy.

There is no me either.

(End of this chapter)