Lin Xixue was hiding behind Bai Qing, so she naturally heard Bai Qing's faint clicking sound.
It seems that although Bai Qing is a disciple of the Righteous Immortal Sect, she has little patience with mortals. She is obviously not willing to communicate with these slaves when she calls for corpse puppets.
Lin Xixue blew the insect control whistle, and the sharp and harsh sound echoed in the cave, and a tall and spiny creature rushed over.
The slaves surrounding the two men immediately fled to make way for a passage.
The corpse puppet rushed towards them in long strides and stood still in front of the two of them.
When Lin Xixue saw the corpse puppet's sudden stop, she suddenly felt an indescribable strange feeling.
From running to stopping, ordinary people always take two steps forward due to inertia, and there is no reason to stop immediately. But the zombie stopped instantly and stood upright on the spot, as if his feet were on the ground.
, not affected by inertia.
"What are you doing standing there, asking the insect puppet to lie down?" Bai Qing urged from the side.
Lin Xixue almost instinctively played a few tunes according to a specific rhythm, and the corpse fell down.
Lin Xixue's heartbeat rate gradually calmed down, and her consciousness gradually became clearer.
When Lin Xixue had this question, a flash of enlightenment flashed through her mind, and she felt as if she had grasped some key point.
She was so tired, both mentally and physically, she felt exhausted like never before.
As if she had determined her position, she flew up into the air and headed straight for the corner of the ceiling. Her back seemed to have a magnetic force, firmly adhering to the corner of the ceiling.
She just wants to rest now.
"Let's go to the alchemy room."
Therefore, as the subject receiving information, I must exist objectively.
However, is there really any value in thinking of strategies and struggling to survive on your own?
According to her idea, Bai Qing and Hong Yanzi should be allowed to fight back and forth, so that she could wait for an opportunity to find a way out.
Lin Xixue's brows became even more gloomy.
Bai Qing squatted down, touched the dried blood stains in the middle of the pharmacy with her fingers, opened the medicine pot that had been blackened by boiling the medicine for a long time, and smelled the medicine residue. Then she got into the medicine shelves and walked back and forth, inspecting them carefully.
Fan.
She could clearly feel her heart beating faster, hitting her ribs time and time again.
If all memories are false, then what is true?
The two swords danced wildly, like blooming lotus flowers, cutting the air with a "chichi" sound.
A hoarse scream came from my ears, and it seemed to be a middle-aged woman.
Indeed, when Hong Yanzi used Dongyou Daigo to tamper with his memory, Golden Finger appeared in time to stop the process.
The cold feeling extended all the way up the wrist, straight to the coffin.
He jumped continuously between the stone walls and soon returned to the top of the cliff.
etc.
Lin Xixue suddenly thought of an extremely terrifying possibility.
She nodded with satisfaction, took out a few formation flags, nailed them to the corners of the selected ceiling, took out a yellow talisman with an unknown function and stuck it on the bottom of the medicine pot.
The moment she had this idea, she felt her heart began to feel uncomfortable again.
Finally she raised her head, looked around at the ceiling of the alchemy room, and gestured with her hands from time to time.
Lin Xixue quickly understood Bai Qing's plan.
Just like the magical power of "flying to the sky and escaping the earth", it all appeared in my mind inexplicably.
If your memory can be shaped at will, how can you be sure that your current memory is true?
If a person's memory can be tampered with at will, then it is natural to create such a memory - you think that the tampering of your memory has failed.
If memories can really be tampered with, she doesn't know how to judge what is true and what is false.
Lin Xixue led the way, and the two of them walked to the alchemy room.
This corner is backed by the entrance, and there are medicine shelves blocking the view. It is indeed the best place for a sneak attack.
After confirming that there was no danger in the alchemy room, her restraint was released.
But what if this memory was also tampered with by Hong Yanzi?
Or to put it further, am I really a time traveler?
She took a stance with her sword, tapped her toes, and flew towards the blood stain like an arrow from the string.
If all of your memories are manipulated and shaped, then what else is true?
If everything can be fake, then what is the meaning of what you are doing now?
she does not know.
She suddenly thought of a famous thought experiment in her previous life - the brain in a vat.
Bai Qing let go of Lin Xixue's wrist, turned around, stepped on the corpse puppet's shoulders, and jumped onto its back.
What if these memories are also made up?
Lin Xixue walked into the alchemy room and sat slumped against the wall.
severe tinnitus
"Didi. Didi."
She followed him absentmindedly, blew the whistle a few times, and the corpse puppet jumped up suddenly with all four legs on the ground.
This plan is indeed feasible, but Lin Xixue is not happy.
The faint blue brilliance flowed between Bai Qing's fingers like a gauze ribbon and slowly merged into Lin Xixue's body.
When it flew to the highest point, its joints twisted and inserted into the rock wall in an almost vertical direction. The hard stone was as fragile as tofu in front of the corpse puppet's sharp claws.
Bai Qing activated the restraint, and after locking Lin Xixue in place, she carefully entered the alchemy room with two swords.
The sound of some kind of harsh instrument gets louder and faster.
But now let alone privacy, the entire person's memory seems to have been deleted, added, and tampered with by an unknown force.
She tried to find a reason to comfort herself so that she wouldn't think about these things, but she couldn't.
It's such a familiar voice, I feel like I've heard it somewhere before.
Where did you hear it?
Lin Xixue couldn't remember.
"Xiaoxue, mom is here! You hold on, you must hold on."
Even if the memory is false and the feelings are false, there must be an objective entity that can receive, think and process this false information.
"The patient's condition suddenly deteriorated. Intravenous injection of iodoamine was given."
Memories of past lives can be fake, time travel can also be fake, and golden fingers can even be fake.
"Doctor Zhang!!!"
Confused, only endless confusion.
But what frightened her was that the syllables that commanded the corpse puppet to bend down were not among the syllables Hong Yanzi had blown.
At this moment, there is a subject thinking and doubting.
In her previous life, she was a privacy-conscious person. When browsing an online shopping app and ordering takeout, she used pseudonyms and virtual numbers.
Yes, I have memories of my family, teachers, and classmates in my previous life. But these people only exist in my memory. I have no way to prove that these people really exist?
She opened her eyes suddenly and saw Bai Qing holding her wrist with a complicated look on her face.
All kinds of confusions were swirling in her mind like gangrene.
She suddenly felt some indescribable irritability.
He must have wanted to take advantage of Hong Yanzi holding a medicine pot to pour medicine into someone, activate the magic talisman, and then attack him from behind and subdue him instantly.
I think it was the golden finger that prevented the memory from being tampered with, but let’s assume that the golden finger is just a fabricated memory.
Lin Xixue closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Since I really exist, it doesn't really matter whether the memory is false or not.
After all, as long as I am a real entity, as long as I can eat, play, sleep, and have happy experiences, as long as I live, what does it matter whether the memory is true or false?
After understanding this, Lin Xixue felt relieved.
The void evolved again, and in the boundless darkness, the blue-white jade bottle emerged again.
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