One night later, Jiang Sibai got up with a hesitant expression.
The memory he recovered from the void that night shocked him greatly.
That is the memory of his past life and death.
And the place where that memory ended made him very uncomfortable. It ended before joining the river of true spirits, which made him feel itchy.
However, his soul had been exhausted at this time, and he could only return to his body for a while to recuperate.
Retrieving those memories stored in the void, or in other words, memories that have been lost, is a very costly matter.
At this time, he opened the door and walked out, and saw Han Qianjin's family taking care of their two young sons to eat the morning meal. He moved forward and said, "You dreamed about your uncle and aunt the night before. In fact, it was them who came to say goodbye to you."
Han Qianjin was stunned for a moment, then said: "My parents have not been reincarnated as evil before?"
Jiang Sibai shook his head and said: "After the death of a living being, the true spirit returns to the long river in the void. Presumably it will remain in the long river of true spirit for some time."
"After a period of time, they probably no longer care about their previous lives, and then they reincarnate."
Han Qianjin nodded and said in a rather complicated tone: "To be honest, young master, I have actually forgotten the appearance of my parents for such a long time. But when we saw each other suddenly that night, I have always been worried about them, like a lump in my throat."
"Now that the young master has explained it to me, I feel relieved."
"I just hope that my parents can find a good family and live happily in the next life."
Jiang Sibai looked at the calm and gentle Han Qianjin and sighed that his old friend was very tolerant.
To be honest, Han Qianjin was sent to Luo Yun Fairyland to learn Taoism when he was young, and he was separated from his parents early.
In this situation, it would be nonsense to say that there is any deep family affection. At most, it is just some nostalgia.
Jiang Sibai comforted Han Qianjin a few more words, and then went back to the room to meditate.
Now he wants to recover his soul, and he doesn't have to wait until night. After he recovers, he can go directly to look for his memories lost in the void.
He was quite curious, how did these memories get lost in the void?
After meditating for a while, he took two sips of Ningshen scented tea and drank it for himself.
Now he can no longer do without this kind of spiritual material that can restore his soul. After all, he now relies on this Ningshen Flower Tea to restore his energy.
Fortunately, he had planted many Ningshen flowers for the officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and now it would be good to use them for himself.
Half a day later, he entered concentration again.
Then the Yuanshen probed into the depths of the void from his own sea of consciousness, and continued to search for his lost memories...
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That was the big pine tree in front of my home in my childhood memory.
He came here again.
"What's going on? Am I dead?"
He looked up at the big pine tree. In his memory, this pine tree had been cut down long ago due to the demolition of the community.
He turned his head blankly, looking at the old alley in the neighborhood that was familiar but only existed in his memory, and his heart was filled with fear and excitement.
Then he saw two old men smiling and waiting for him under the big pine tree.
"grandparents?"
He screamed in surprise, almost thinking that he had returned to decades ago.
Another young couple came out from behind the big tree. They looked at him with smiles and were waiting for him.
"Dad, Mom!"
He shouted.
Then he ran up quickly.
He hesitated at the moment of contact.
But in the end, he still hugged his four closest relatives tightly.
It's great that he's back with them again.
It was as if he had really returned to his childhood, but soon he discovered that the situation around him was different.
Not all of the neighbors I remember from my childhood, most of the surrounding houses were empty.
"Most of them have left."
Grandpa said with a smile.
He asked: "Why?"
Grandpa said: "Because future generations will not offer sacrifices and no one will remember them, it is time to leave."
He was stunned, and then realized that this was a world built from memory!
In this world, everything exists because of memory and is real, even himself.
Only then did he realize that the figures of his grandfather and grandmother were gradually fading away.
"It's time for us to leave, so I saw you again before we left."
Grandpa smiled happily, and that day he and his wife supported each other and walked out of the house.
He followed them step by step, wanting to catch up.
But in the end, the old couple disappeared at the end of his street at some unknown time.
He was very sad because in the early years when his father was still alive, there was still the habit of worshiping ancestors, but in his generation, he began to find it troublesome and ignored it.
But I didn’t expect that sacrifice would be so important to the world after death.
However, his father did not blame him. He just said: "I was not very sincere when I hosted ancestor worship. Otherwise, our ancestors should still be there when we came up, and they would not be here like now. Your grandfather
Grandma has to go."
He was silent and looked at the faces of his parents, knowing that once his children came up, they would also leave.
He stayed with his parents for about a year.
During this period of time, his life was very peaceful and carefree, as if there was no sorrow at all in the world of the dead, just a pure land of bliss.
But he didn't want to go on like this. He finally found his parents and said, "I want to go out for a walk."
His parents didn't stop him because they thought he was just going out for a walk and would be back soon.
But step by step, he walked out of this place woven by the memories of many of his relatives and fellow villagers, and came to a strange and bizarre wilderness.
Because he had no memories of his own life to sort out here, so what he saw was a distorted collection of other people's memories.
This is very dangerous, and sometimes he has to face a group of running zombies, and that may just be a nightmare scene in someone's memory.
Or maybe he will encounter an evil dragon flying across the sky, and that is just a scene described in a certain book.
The world he was in before was just a memory bubble that existed independently in this wasteland. In each memory bubble, there would be some posthumous memories living in it, until no one in the world of living people remembered them anymore.
He walked blankly in this chaotic wasteland, and he didn't know how long he walked. He wanted to protect his memories so that those precious memories would not fade away.
The irony is that while walking in such a daze, he has forgotten many things, including his parents and relatives, his wife and children, and in the end he only remembers that he should not forget.
Until one day, he saw a staircase leading to the sky appeared in front of him in the wilderness.
He didn't think much about it, he just felt that that was his way out, so he climbed all the way up...
Up to the nine heavens, it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow him down from the stairs.
But he still reached the top, in front of the small black door.
He opened the door and was shocked to see another version of himself looking at him in the door.
Then he smiled and asked: "Did you succeed?"
…
The river of true spirit flowed slowly in Jiang Sibai's eyes. He smiled relaxedly and said to himself: "I succeeded."