From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

"I have a good idea."

Blake smiled and said to Chen Long, "Perhaps we can ask them some questions that only concern us. What they know is absolutely true."

"understood!"

Chen Long suddenly realized, squatted down, separated the two Xiao Yus whose heads were touching, held up a finger, and said, "Only the real Xiao Yu knows the answer to this question, which is my birthday. The one who can tell me is definitely the real Xiao Yu."

"Uh···"

Xiaoyu scratched her hair, her brows furrowed, unable to come up with an answer.

"Well···"

Xiaoyu frowned, racking her brains, but she couldn't figure it out.

None of them knew Chen Long's birthday.

Chen Long: "..."

The clown is actually myself?

Tru asked in a muffled voice, "Sir, are both of these little jade pieces fake?"

"Snapped!"

However, his father ignored him, simply tapping Chen Long on the head, making him yelp in pain, before scolding, "You're a really bad uncle! Your niece doesn't even know when your birthday is! Let me do it—"

Then, he looked at Xiaoyu with a smile: "Xiaoyu, when is Daddy's birthday?"

"this?"

"That?"

The two Xiaoyus reacted exactly the same way they did when facing Chen Long; they scratched their heads, unable to come up with an answer.

"..."

The old man was heartbroken.

"Haha, Dad, you're still talking about me," Chen Long laughed.

"Hmph? Chen Long, do you want to mess with your old man? This is your niece!" The old man was furious, glaring at Chen Long and shouting.

"Sorry, Dad, I couldn't help myself." Chen Long apologized hastily, but then looked at Dayu. "However, I think the future Xiaoyu will definitely know our birthdays."

Dayu: "······"

"Really? You didn't know?"

Chen Long was dumbfounded.

"Um, Uncle Long, Dad, I've never seen you two celebrate your birthdays since I came to America," Da Yu said with an awkward smile, trying to hide her embarrassment.

"Oh, by the way, I haven't had a birthday party since I was sixteen."

Chen Long slapped his forehead and suddenly realized.

"My dad only ate longevity noodles made by my mom when he was a child. After he turned ten, he went to study at the Magic Theater and never celebrated his birthday again."

The old man also laughed heartily.

Everyone: "......"

Speaking of birthdays—

The two little jades broke the awkward atmosphere and pointed at Sheriff Black, saying, "I know Sheriff Black's birthday, October 27, 1959."

"Aha!"

Sheriff Blake was excited, but when he saw Chen Long and his father looking over, he quickly suppressed his smile, gave an awkward laugh, and said, "Perhaps Xiaoyu prefers to play with Uncle Blake."

"Chen Long, you're so irresponsible! You let Xiaoyu know about other people's birthdays but didn't tell her when ours are!" the old man complained.

But Chen Long knew exactly why Xiaoyu knew Blake's birthday, because the passwords for most of the safes and combination locks in District 007 were related to Blake—either his favorite baseball star's code name, or the James Bond novels he loved, or perhaps—

His own birthday.

Back when the Holy Lord's talisman was still kept in District 13, Xiaoyu had repeatedly cracked the code of the outer security door to secretly steal the talisman, either to play with it or to rescue Chen Long, Old Man, and others who were in danger.

For Jade, the security in District 13 was truly as flimsy as paper; she could break into any secret room and was even more familiar with the ventilation duct structure of District 13 than Black.

"Everyone, I don't think now is the time to get hung up on whose birthday it is, right?"

Lu Jin reminded everyone, "Let's go find Brother Jiang. He definitely knows who's real and who's fake..."

# Chapter 848 The Real and the Fake Xiaoyu

"Are you really coming with me? Once we get back to Dad's antique shop, Jiang Liu will find out it's fake, and then you won't be able to escape!"

This Xiaoyu is threatening that Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu retorted, not to be outdone, "You're the one who should be afraid, because he'll definitely recognize me and then eliminate you, the imposter."

On the way back to her father's antique shop, the two little jades continued to argue, and the light and shadow soldiers following behind them also glared at each other, neither willing to give in.

[Lu Jin, don't you think their situation is a bit like the plot of "The Monkey King and the False Monkey King"?]

Seeing the two arguing incessantly, Duanmu Ying used the light spot to contact Lu Jin, [but she didn't know if it was truly Xiaoyu's "two hearts" that had evolved into reality, or if someone had deliberately created a Xiaoyu.]

Hopefully it's not the latter.

Based on Lu Jin's observation, both Xiao Yu are lifelike and do not seem fake... If the "fake" Xiao Yu also has a soul and her memories are the same as the real Xiao Yu, how should we deal with it afterwards?

Erasure?

Or is it education?

This is an ethical issue.

Duanmu Ying also realized this point, and thus understood why cloning technology, which had already emerged, was still being tested on animals.

If this technology is used to experiment on humans, situations like the two Xiaoyu in front of us will occur, causing them to meet and be unable to coexist.

"Xiaoyu—"

"Here!" x2

The two are homophones.

"I mean... never mind, could you please disperse them? Old Man's Antique Shop can't possibly accommodate so many... customers." Chen Long's tone was very tactful, but his words revealed his disdain for the Light and Shadow Soldiers.

However, the Light and Shadow Soldiers were more intelligent than the other Ghost Legion soldiers, and they naturally understood Chen Long's implied meaning. Their scarlet and azure eyes narrowed slightly.

This made Chen Long feel uneasy.

However, neither of the two little jades seemed to know how to disperse their respective nine light and shadow soldiers, causing them to attract a lot of attention from passersby along the way.

And so, the two little jades continued bickering as they walked until they returned to their father's antique shop. They went straight to Jiang Liu, still arguing incessantly and making a great fuss.

Jiang Liu already knew this. He stepped out from the back, holding the Panku Treasure Box, and asked Lu Jin and Duanmu Ying, "Can you two tell who is real and who is fake?"

"I can't tell the difference."

Lu Jin shook her head, unable to tell who was real and who was fake at all. "They are all real, not fantasy."

"We can only tell that Xiaoyu, who has a yang fish pattern on the back of her left hand, was at school, while Xiaoyu, who has a yin fish pattern on the back of her right hand, was with me before, in the underground secret room in District 13."

Duanmu Ying sized up the two Xiaoyu for a while, unable to tell the real one from the fake one, but she could still see the differences between them. "Stop being mysterious and tell me, which one is the real one? And which one is the imposter?"

"It's difficult for me to distinguish between what's real and what's fake."

Jiang Liu sensed that the same point of light existed in both of their ancestral apertures, but he sighed and then laughed, "Uncle Long, why don't you treat them both as your nieces?"

"What? No way! If you include Dayu, I'll have three nieces!"

Chen Long certainly didn't want Jiang Liu to joke around at this time—

One little jade is enough to give him trouble!

Aside from Dayu, who is already quite sensible, if he had another niece who looks exactly like Xiaoyu, it would definitely cause him a lot of headaches, and he would no longer be able to focus on his archaeology career!

"Brother Jiang, you can't tell the difference between real and fake either?" Lu Jin was surprised.

Where is your discerning eye?

Duanmu Ying then thought of a method to observe the world's sounds.

"I have cultivated inner insight and freedom, and in terms of mental state, I can indeed be considered to have reached the Bodhisattva level, but at most I am a Bodhisattva with only one foot in the ground. Even the real Guanyin Bodhisattva has difficulty distinguishing between the real and fake Wukong, so how could I possibly distinguish them?"

That's all I have to say.

Everyone was also very troubled.

"All I can say is that they're both fake..."

"what?"

X2

Both Xiaoyu were incredulous.

"If they are all fake, then where is the real Xiaoyu?" Chen Long couldn't help but ask.

"I haven't finished speaking yet."

Jiang Liu waved his hand, signaling Chen Long to calm down, "But they are both real at the same time. Why are they both real and fake? It's because we are all of one mind, while she has developed two minds."

"Dad's got it!"

The old man raised a finger, took the copy of "Journey to the West" given to him by Jiang Liu from the bookshelf, turned to the line "Two minds stir up the great universe, one body cannot cultivate true tranquility," read it carefully, and exclaimed "Oh dear!" He exclaimed, "We need the great power of the Buddha to distinguish between truth and falsehood!"

Although the book "Journey to the West" did not exist in this timeline, Buddhism still had a profound influence, and Shakyamuni was a real historical figure.

"Is there really no other way?" Chen Long asked anxiously.

"Dad has no choice."

The old man could only pin his hopes on Jiang Liu.

Jiang Liu, however, revealed the reason why the two Xiao Yus in front of him were both real and fake: "With my discerning eyes, I already understand the cause and effect."

Last night, Xiaoyu was so excited about defeating Zhou that she became restless and distracted. Then, Uncle Long kept lecturing her, which made her develop a rebellious "free spirit".

On her way back to the antique shop, Xiaoyu chanted the mantra 'Om Lan Jing Fa Jie, Qian Yuan Heng Li Zhen,' activating her nine orifices and refining the Qi of her five internal organs, thus creating another version of herself overnight…