The pickaxe that Chen Yang was holding in his hand at some point fell from his hand and hit the ground with a muffled sound that had an echo.
At the same time, he stopped, stopped walking forward, and sat down on the ground.
Let people like Tiedan and Laobantou have questions, reprimands, concerns, or worries...
Chen Yang turned a deaf ear.
In his mind, in addition to the questions that kept popping up, the scenes that happened in the past two days flowed past like water.
Especially every time I wake up in the morning, I have to be in a daze for a long time before I can reluctantly convince myself that my name is Xu Qian. The person lying next to me nursing the child is my wife, the person living next door who is coughing is my parents, and the person busy doing laundry is my sister Xu Lu.
Regardless of whether it was his wife, children, parents, or even Tiedan and others whom he should be very familiar with, Chen Yang always felt a sense of alienation and strangeness.
That feeling is like drinking until you are almost drunk, and a stranger comes over, hugs your arms and says I am your wife, and I want to take you home, but it takes you a long time to recognize it before you feel uncertainly, okay
, seems to be your wife.
It's this absurd feeling.
Chen Yang was able to convince himself before, but now he thinks about it inch by inch and thinks about it bit by bit, and feels more and more weird and unnatural.
Everyone he has met in the past few days, except for his sister Xu Lu, seems to have just met everyone else, but there is a voice in his head that keeps reminding the other person's identity and forcing you to accept it.
"It must be wrong!"
"I want to find out!"
Chen Yang's mind sank and he sank into the depths of his consciousness.
From the body itself, from the memory itself, from everything, dig desperately.
Gradually, Tiedan and the others' voices were naturally isolated.
Gradually, there was a "clang" sound, as if something was about to be displayed, and it was forced back.
Gradually, Chen Yang felt like he was walking in a dark mine tunnel. There was a light in front of him, which was the exit.
Step by step, he is walking towards the light.
During this process, Chen Yang could feel his body, as if being shaken by someone, followed by the entire ground shaking, and then loud, urgent shouts kept ringing in his ears.
"Almost, almost!"
Chen Yang suppressed the urge to be "awakened" and trudged along the dark tunnel deep in his consciousness toward the light.
One step, two steps, three steps...
I don’t know how many steps I took, but suddenly my eyes lit up with light.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
...
A sound from the sky sounded.
With every sound, there was a huge figure outlined with light, approaching constantly.
"boom!"
In the end, Chen Yang instinctively covered his eyes with his hands to resist the strong light, but found that it had no effect.
It is in the deepest part of consciousness, so how can it have any entity?
"This is......"
Chen Yang raised his head and felt the figure outlined by the bright light reaching the sky and the earth.
In the palm of His hand is everything;
Under His seat is a green lotus;
The golden light of merit behind His head...
He called:
Yuanshi Tianzun.
"I see!"
Chen Yang let out a long sigh, opened his arms, and flew into the air, throwing himself into the light and shadow of Yuanshi Tianzun that entrenched and occupied his entire sea of consciousness.
"I'm not Xu Qian."
"I am Chen Yang."
Chen Yang opened his eyes, the chaos belonging to Xu Qi'an dispersed, and the Qingming belonging to Chen Yang came online.
The past two days have been like a dream.
There was still a mine tunnel in front of him. Tiedan was trying his best to carry Chen Yang on his back, while the others were running wildly.
The entire mine tunnel is shaking, water is constantly seeping in, and collapses occur from time to time.
Chen Yang's ears were filled with the fearful shouts of miners: