Jing Shiyu and Xue Rong stood aside, watching Lin Xing gradually calm down.
Jing Shiyu asked: "Lin Xing? Are you okay?"
Lin Xing, who was still lying on the ground, suddenly raised his head, and the terrifying murderous intent surged out of his body, causing Jing Shiyu and Xue Rong who were present to break into a cold sweat.
In Lin Xing's eyes, it seemed that countless scenes of killing and being killed were still emerging.
Those scenes of life and death fights were displayed in front of him with incomparable clarity, even deeper and clearer than his memories of yesterday and the day before yesterday.
Whether it was the memories of plowing fields, cutting firewood, and hunting at the beginning, or the memories of being hunted down and killing others later, what appeared in Lin Xing's mind were the first-person scenes.
He didn't know when it happened or where it happened.
I can only know that it happened when he was a child, because he saw a pair of extremely young and thin hands.
And there was who knows how many years of fighting.
Xue Rong said: "Let him rest and sort out his memory. With luck, he can recover in a day or two."
"I must have remembered more about the past, so what I did at that time should have been to abide by the law."
Xue Rong shook his head: "More crazy than before."
"Yes, kill for life."
"What if the me in that farming memory is the real me?"
Xue Rong touched his beard, frowned and said: "It's hard to say, but I'm afraid that part of the memory I recovered has some problems for him, making his condition more serious, and even his own cognition has been shaken."
At this moment, Lin Xing felt that he remembered more things about obeying the law: "If you want to capture me alive, that is worse than killing someone. Everyone deserves to die."
In addition, a trace of doubt came to my mind: "However, in the memory of mastering skills from a young age, I often go back in time. On the contrary, in most of my childhood memories in this world, there is no time back event.
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Lin Xing smiled and said: "How could I forget? It was you who taught me the skill of spiritual vision."
"They are all going to kill me...I am going to kill them all."
"When I was a child in this world, I was probably brought up by my parents. In addition to going to school and studying every day, I would go home and play...but what did I play?"
But Lin Xing couldn't remember who said this.
He tried hard to recall the memories of this life, but found that these memories were becoming increasingly unclear.
When he came back to his senses and looked at the houses, scenery, poetry, and Xue Rong in front of him, he even had a vague and distant feeling.
Suddenly an idea flashed in his mind: "The present world has clearly recorded my life from childhood to adulthood."
"When did I have this experience?"
It was as if he both remembered that he had eaten breakfast and also remembered that he had not eaten breakfast. This strange feeling of contradiction turned Lin Xing's consciousness upside down.
But what is the content of the law?
"I can't remember clearly..." Lin Xing held his head in pain: "I can't remember clearly."
He felt that both of them were himself, but the two selves had no connection and were completely different.
He just remembers that this sentence is very important and he must abide by it.
The instantaneous reawakening of these memories made him feel as if he had spent many years in one go.
The childhood memories that surface at this moment...
He thought again of the many people who wanted to capture him alive, but were all beaten to death by him.
The blurred memories of my childhood in this world...
He grabbed his hair in pain: "I can't remember clearly."
He looked at the valley village in front of him and thought to himself: "The reality is... I am in the village where Xue Rong lives in seclusion. This means that the person who came here to search for memories is the real me now."
But just as he clenched his fists, Lin Xing froze again: "She is Jing Shiyu, she didn't want to kill me."
"I can't remember..."
After thinking about it, Lin Xing felt that he couldn't tell which one was the real him.
Jing Shiyu looked at Lin Xing who kept mumbling to himself and asked, "What should we do now?"
The girl's face was cold, with no expression at all, and she said in a faint voice: "Lin Xing, do you remember me?"
A sentence suddenly appeared in Lin Xing's mind, and he murmured: "I want to abide by the law."
He continued to think about other memories: "Who else taught me to abide by the law? This is very important, I must remember it."
But this was only a judgment he could make. In fact, quite a few memories of life-and-death fights were mixed in his mind, and sometimes he couldn't tell which death belonged to which memory.
Jing Shiyu frowned and said, "How could I be the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty?"
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Xue Rong shook his head and sighed: "If it just reminds you of what you ate yesterday, of course it doesn't matter."
"But there are exceptions..." Lin Xing thought of many troublesome situations in which he was injured but did not die. It was a kind of torture that took longer and was more dangerous than death.
Jing Shiyu wondered: "Isn't it just about reviving memories? Why is there such a big problem?"
"I have mastered skills at such a young age. Does that mean I lived in the mirror world when I was a child?"
At this moment, a skirt appeared in his view. Lin Xing looked up and found that a girl wearing a long skirt appeared in front of him.
Lin Xing thought for a moment and said, "Master Bai, don't worry, I remember you."
Lin Xing came up with this result after struggling with his memory for two days.
When Jing Shiyu's call came from his ears, he looked up, and the memory of the boundless killing seemed to make him want to kill.
"He may be in a similar situation." Xue Rong looked at Lin Xing and said, "He may have awakened memories that he cannot accept."
This memory recovery not only failed to help Lin Xing solve the problem, but also made his memory of the present life more and more blurred, and even caused deviations in his perception of his own identity.
Jing Shiyu looked at Lin Xing and said, "Lin Xing, I taught you spiritual vision. Do you still remember it?"
"I can't take the initiative to kill people because...because..."
Bai Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm really afraid that you will forget me."
There were groups of strangers he didn't know, and soldiers whose names he didn't even know. Lin Xing could only remember fighting with them again and again.
Lin Xing nodded confidently: "I remember this. If you don't kill me, you can just maim me. You don't have to pay for it with your life."
"Criminal law... I remember... it should be that murder must be punished with life."
Xue Rong said: "Look, you can't accept this identity at all."
Two unrelated memories were swirling in his mind at the same time, and the strong sense of confusion seemed to drive Lin Xing crazy.
In the next few days, Jing Shiyu and the puppet girl took turns to stay by Lin Xing's side, looking at each other and sometimes closing their eyes in deep thought, or suddenly talking to themselves.
Xue Rong on the side judged: "It's not a big problem, it's just that the memory of the past is a bit blurred. It should not affect my future life."
Lin Xing clasped his fingers and thought: "If you don't kill me, you don't have to die."
"But now if you suddenly remember that your true identity is the last emperor of the Zhou Dynasty and you live here incognito, what will you do?"
"Then what about my memories in this world?"
Jing Shiyu said: "What if you are unlucky?"
Seeing Lin Xing's confused and painful look, Jing Shiyu asked nervously: "What's wrong with him?"
Lin Xing was stunned for a moment, then laughed the next moment: "I didn't remember clearly just now, but now I remember, Miss Jing taught me about spiritual vision."
The puppet girl turned around and said coldly to Jing Shiyu and Xue Rong on the other side: "Look, look at him? Can this be settled?"
He remembered in his mind that he had injured and disabled his opponents many times in the woods and fields, and then let them go many times.
"Which one is me?"
He murmured: "So those plowing fields and cutting down trees...are not the memories I should really have at all."
Gradually, Lin Xing recovered bit by bit from the initial chaos.
"The person who plowed fields and cut firewood from a young age, killing people and being killed along the way, is not the real me..."
Lin Xing shook his head and said, "That won't work. Even if we don't talk about the memories of this recovery, then I will have more and more memories in the future. Isn't there any way that I can better manage my memories?"
He also thought that Xue Rong had seen many forgotten memories in the depths of his consciousness. If he didn't find a solution, how could he check these memories?
Jing Shiyu also asked: "Is there no secret method or skill that can solve this problem?"
Xue Rong muttered: "If you are not satisfied with this, then you can only go to Taiqingmen."