The Spirit World

Chapter 425 A Hard Night (Part )
Hearing Erica's words, Chang Yufeng was stunned for a moment, somewhat unnaturally. He tilted his body, not quite sure how to answer.

Perhaps, this will be an opportunity for me. The current situation is that there are two of me at the same time. Lan Luo’s purpose is not clear, and I don’t know why I am here. But for now, I have encountered such a situation more than once or twice. I have experienced a lot and don’t know whether I have become more mature or more naive.

This feeling is very strange, and the greater confusion makes me unable to help but think about it.

This time, he really wanted to take the initiative to do something!
Without Xun Huangying's existence, he had nothing to worry about. It's just that Xun Huangying put too much pressure on him. To be honest, he didn't really help Xun Huangying "do things". To a certain extent, he couldn't really feel the impact of his efforts, which was minimal.

Without any effort on my part...

Just relying on looking for shadows in the wilderness, what does that count as?

I am just a more permanent container and may be deprived of it at any time... The thought of being deprived suppresses Chang Yufeng and he cannot be released.

Rather than saying that Xun Huangying was oppressing him, of course, Xun Huangying was not oppressing him. It was Xun Huangying's strength that touched Chang Yufeng's blind spot of knowledge. It was impossible for him to reach Xun Huangying's level in a short period of time, or to get rid of Xun Huangying's control.

That is almost impossible...

Now, he does feel relaxed... Although he doesn't know what to do now, for now, staying with "himself" may be the right decision.

Of course, it doesn't matter what form it takes.

Now, I live for myself...

Perhaps from a certain perspective, I am indeed living as another living being.

The young man named Jack, also known as Chang Yufeng, stood there. He had no expression on his face and no one knew what he was thinking. Chang Yufeng looked at him with some emotion. He chewed the biscuit in his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what it tasted like. He just felt that if he didn't chew it, he would lose the beauty of it.

Being able to face my past self is actually a very distressing thing. The beginning of all this and what was going to happen next have become vague because it was too long ago. Such a eccentric teenager became a "good boy" in such a family, and then was absent from the Dragon Assembly, resulting in a missed bright future and a sense of frustration from the inside out...

Then there was the sky fire that I had started. The unimaginable pressure and the tragic situation in the world made my view of life blurry. I felt increasingly insignificant and didn’t know how to live on…

confused……

It seems like I never retreat...

courage……

It seems that it has never grown, and the courage to live for myself that has retreated a little bit... has also become extremely small...

I have become like this, and I have not grown at all in the midst of suffering again and again... Perhaps Xun Huangying is too powerful and I am completely unable to resist, and I have even lost the motivation to resist...

In that body without any memory...

Who am I?
In this lamb's body...

Who am I?

Would he have pity? Seeing the long journey this ignorant boy was about to go through...

Is it all suffering?

Is it under your own control?

The invisible future...

Where is it?

Perhaps he was in control of everything now, or perhaps this was most likely a dream. Although this made no sense at all, he really wanted to do something...

I really want to do something...

There is no sense of loss... The past that is yet to come seems so confusing... The feeling of eagerly wanting to stretch this period of time to guide my past self suddenly surged up and could not be controlled.

Wrong road... I have walked it all myself... I really shouldn't let that ignorant boy standing there, who doesn't know what the future holds, walk the same path again...

This journey is too bitter...

Even miserable...

Is it really possible to go all the way like this?

Become who you are now?
I tried so hard, I wanted to do something, but it was like fate was against me, I just couldn't do it...

Bitterness...helplessness...depression...does this young man really need to go through it all?

Now, he could stop it. Perhaps, under his teaching, everything would change drastically. He could remind "him" of the dangers he might encounter, teach him the moves he must learn, and become the best among his peers. Perhaps he could also let this child live a stable life, not talking about wealth and glory, but just wanting to have enough food and clothing and do what he likes...

Thinking too much...

The corners of Chang Yufeng's eyes were a little wet...

do you know?

Maybe... it's too bitter...

All the troubles come from "nature"... If you must say, you can also say it is fate, but he doesn't want to think so. He is "born" to get things.

——As a young master of a mountain gate whose real power is subtly controlled by the emperor of the empire, it is a blessing to not have a seat puppet.
——As an elemental "genius" with elemental affinity, he might have been able to study at the royal academy called Fran, but his chances of success were dashed due to his natural bloodline inhibition.

——As a time traveler, he can only struggle in distress. The layers of truth are too secretive for him to know where to start and get even the slightest clue to the truth.

——As a puppet of the Supreme King... the better I did, the closer I was to possessing his body. I felt a sense of oppression that made me unable to sleep well all day...

How to live?

How to get through this?

This life...

Or in the next life...

How should we live?

Be it mental bondage or physical confinement...

His resistance was too naive... He had seen too many meaningless deaths or deaths that made him heartbroken... The cruelty of this world... It always made people feel cold inside. To live, for whom to live, how to live, what was the meaning of living... All seemed like bubbles, and people couldn't calm down and think about it.

I have never been hungry... I am not the only child abandoned on the streets. How many other children are there who are being treated in welfare institutions like me? This kind of luck... has become so precious, but also so cruel...

I came to this spiritual world... I thought everything would be much better... But because of my fictitious identity, I can hardly have a peaceful life...

Sometimes, it is difficult to have a peaceful sleep, which is also very far away. This distance makes it impossible to see how to move forward in the future...

Maybe I shouldn't let this boy from the past be like me...

Now, he can change...

He remembered what Lan Luo said. How lucky is it to have a choice? Perhaps he had used up all his luck in three lifetimes...

To be honest, the little hope I have always had in despair is really always there. This small, precious emotion has always protected me.

Perhaps, it is not because of one's own excessive humility that leads to inferiority complex, but because those who are too arrogant are too arrogant.

There are still many roads to go, and many choices to make... But that is not very important. What is important is whether the road signs are right or wrong... Maybe you can say that you took a wrong step and regret it very much, but as long as you find the road sign of the right road, you can move forward straight ahead! No need to hesitate, and no need to care about other people's eyes, you are living for yourself, and you should live for yourself...

I have never felt so fulfilled as when I was living on the top of Bailing Mountain.

Nothing is just for livelihood, for future livelihood, for one word: to live.

Perhaps the money from hunting every day cannot be saved at all, and most of the savings will be needed for firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, and there is not enough future to consider.

But I never feel tired.

That is to live for himself... Every day, every minute, every second, he is thinking about how to survive. He does not hope to be rescued by Huangying...

He never thought about seeking revenge on the person who hit him. He could have a temper, but after going through so much, among the countless people in the world, it was difficult even to survive. Not caring about it was a kind of transcendent relief.

He didn't dare to guarantee whether he was living the right life, because it was impossible to judge whether it was right or not, but the only thing was that such a life might not disgust him. He knew that it was not world-weariness, but that his heart came from the clouds in the sky. He took things as they came and did not care about anything else. It was just that the road where the clouds were so deep that he didn't know where he was was also where his heart was heading.

Seeing that it was the lamb that was dazed, Erica also felt strange. She put away her original smile and touched Chang Yufeng's fur with her little hands sadly to help him straighten it out. Then she looked at her parents and said, "Mom... he seemed to remember something unhappy... Did I hurt him?"

"Maybe... A summoned beast abandoned by its master is very pitiful... Maybe its former master said the same thing... Those little kids..." Amina touched Erica's head: "They don't know how to cherish. They always use friends to tame the summoned beasts, but then abandon them... and even treat them badly... You should go and comfort it... No matter what... You can give a sad person a hug~"

Amina pushed forward gently, and Erica also opened her arms sensibly, hugging Chang Yufeng tightly. She leaned her head against the top of the lamb's head, just like her mother putting her head on her forehead to comfort her.

"Don't be sad, little lamb...if we become friends...I will take care of you for the rest of my life..."

Chang Yufeng was distracted, but now he has recovered and is surrounded by the heat wave. Erica has a sweet scent of sugar on her body. He is a little dazed. Erica puts her hand on his back and pats it gently. He is slightly moved, but he doesn't know what to do...

This simplicity and innocence has never changed...

Ruirui, good boy...

Chang Yufeng smiled, although the smile was bitter, but Chang Yufeng still smiled very naturally, and gently placed his hand on Erica's sadness. His hand was very short, so he could only put it on the side of the waist, which made Erica feel a little itchy unexpectedly, making Erica giggle.

"Okay, will you be my summoned beast?"

Erica let him go. Chang Yufeng hadn't said a word yet. When he was about to say something, he could only see Erica's big face.

"Didn't we agree to be friends?" Chang Yufeng looked at the big chubby face and didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"It's all the same... You be my summoned beast, and I'll be your good friend!" Erica giggled. She had just remembered that she took good care of the pile of dolls in her room. Maybe it was just the first time she saw a cute moving doll...

The cute little round fur ball that even a tough guy can't resist will naturally attract this little girl...

"Then I really got fooled~ Well... I have nowhere to go anyway..." Chang Yufeng chuckled helplessly and spread out his hands, making the whole family smile as well.

"You are such a smart kid!" Amina tapped Erica's little head with her hand. Erica laughed and grabbed Chang Yufeng's chubby waist and lifted him up: "Oh!! I have a summoned beast!"

"Mother, come here..." Rajel beside him waved softly. Amina looked at him in confusion as he walked over, while Jack watched the sheep move towards Erica.

"Brother!" Erica yelled, and gently placed Chang Yufeng on Jack's head. Chang Yufeng, which was used as a decoration, sat on Jack's head. Although it didn't hurt, it inevitably scared the mischievous little girl.

"Okay, I get it..." Jack also reached up to grab Chang Yufeng's waist, probably wanting to get him down.

But Erica picked it up again, muttering to herself: "Woo!" Like a meteor, Chang Yufeng was rising and falling in the air, from up to down, from bottom to up, and it was also like the undulating and winding mountains.

"Let me see it!" Jack didn't try to grab it, but just stared at Chang Yufeng up and down. In Erica's hands, he was like a real flying sheep, going up and down, having a lot of fun. Children naturally want to show off, just like getting new clothes, they have to turn around in front of others. If it's an acquaintance, it's even better. If you have a unique thing in your hand, anyone next to you who doesn't have it will become the unlucky one to be shown off.

And this unlucky guy is Jack who just said nothing.

The child still had a childish nature, so Chang Yufeng was appropriately tolerant of him... He even cooperated by spreading his wings and imitating flying.

Jack was different. He had already changed his expression to that sour and innocent one, as if he was the only one who didn't get the candy. But even just looking at him like that, he still couldn't help but look a little arrogant. He was just asking, not trying to snatch it. He looked at Erica and Chang Yufeng, but he just couldn't get it.

"Okay..." Erica put Chang Yufeng down. The sudden pause made Chang Yufeng's stomach churn. At least it was not a real doll. He suspected that he would be "tortured" if Erica did not remind him.

This little guy...

Really, it's so naughty, making people love and hate it...

"What did you call him?" Jack grabbed Chang Yufeng's waist and observed him carefully. No matter what he said, Chang Yufeng felt very uncomfortable...

Seeing my past self looking at myself so realistically... It was actually a bit creepy. Of course, more than that, I felt ashamed...

To be honest, the look in Chang Yufeng's eyes when he looked at Jack at that moment was three parts helpless, three parts shocked, three parts aggrieved, and the remaining one part was...

shame.

After all, I have done all the shameful things that this kid has done. What's more terrifying is that I have already done it, but he hasn't done it yet...

I have to watch him do it again...

This is simply too shameful to be more shameful...

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