Lu Jiu felt that there was darkness all around him, and he seemed to be like cosmic dust wandering aimlessly in a dark and boundless universe.
'Where...is this?'
'Am I dead?'
Lu Jiu was a little confused and muttered to himself.
I only remember being hit by Cangzhang before I fell into coma, and my life or death was uncertain. But now, it seems that I am not in the real world.
'Is this my conscious space? But...why am I here?'
Lu Jiu was a little confused.
Many online novels he read in his previous life told him that he should have passed out in this situation.
He looked around and felt that his eyes were closed because the surroundings were still dark.
But he looked down at his hands and could clearly see the palm prints on his hands.
What surprised him was that his palms were no longer as tender as those of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy!
Suddenly, a white light bloomed in front of Lu Jiu.
"what."
Lu Jiu felt that a small white light spot suddenly appeared in front of him.
The light spot slowly began to grow in size. Lu Jiuyi only had to squint his eyes at first, but later he couldn't open his eyes and had to cover them with his arms.
"Hello, Lu Jiu! (It's a bit awkward to translate this in Cantonese, so I won't translate it)"
The white light slowly faded away, and a white figure appeared in front of Lu Jiu, speaking gently with a thick accent.
"Who are you……"
Lu Jiu frowned when he heard this, and subconsciously wanted to touch the Duanchen Sword at his waist, but his touch was in vain.
He put down his hands that were blocking his eyes and took a clear look at the face of the person in front of him.
Lu Jiu's pupils shrank!
I just feel shocked in my heart!
The situation in front of him made him feel unbelievable.
Because he——is Lu Jiu!
No, or it should be Lu Jiu’s predecessor! The original owner of this body!
Lu Jiu's eyes flickered a little, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"My name is Mojiu, or Ajiu, you may be familiar with it. (My name is Mojiu, maybe Ajiu may be familiar to you)"
Mo Jiu smiled, making people feel gentle and sunny.
At least it looks better than when Lu Jiu smiles with this face.
Lu Jiu was silent when he heard this.
Mo Jiu is the original owner of this body.
And he is just a robber. It would be okay if Mo Jiu was dead, but Mo Jiu is standing in front of him now.
According to common sense, you should return your body to others. After all, this body is not yours.
But if you do this, then where will your consciousness go?
Are you really dead?
So, what should you plan?
Should you return the body to its original owner, or...
Lu Jiu was hesitant in his heart.
However, he prefers the latter, he is a selfish person.
For a moment, the conscience in my heart and my own life and death began to compete fiercely.
He was very confused.
Lu Jiu didn't speak, and Mo Jiu started talking to herself.
"Lu Jiu, actually I have been watching you since the moment you took the jade pendant back. (Lu Jiu, actually I have been watching you from the moment you took the jade pendant back.)"
Mo Jiu looked at him calmly.
"You are so proud, but what I don't understand is that you seem... to be a very contradictory person. (You are very interesting, but what I don't understand is that you seem... to be a very contradictory person.)
.)”
"Many times you show your true thoughts, but many times you try to cover them up. (Many times you show your true thoughts, but many times you try to cover them up.)"
"You seem to be forcing yourself to become the most hated person in your heart, because you think this will protect you from harm. (You seem to be forcing yourself to become the most hated person in your heart, because you think this will protect you from harm.) Not harmed.)"
Lu Jiu remained silent and clenched his fists tightly.
Having obtained part of Mo Jiu's memory, he naturally knew what Mo Jiu was talking about.
He pursed his lips, and Mo Jiu's words were like needles, piercing deeply into his most sensitive places.
But...he couldn't refute it.
Does he hate the way he looks now?
Very annoying!
Because he is not real at all!
'I have always regarded myself as the 'protagonist', so I have always forced myself to become the person I imagined...'
'If that happens, I won't be hurt...'
'But do I really want to do this...'
Lu Jiu thought in his heart.
"I want to build myself a pair of sharp armor, because it will make me invincible."
"But, I don't seem to like this armor..."
Finally, Lu Jiu talked to himself and asked softly.
There was confusion in his eyes.
He... has never really faced up to his true inner thoughts.
Mo Jiu seemed to have heard what Lu Jiu was thinking, a warm smile appeared on her face, and she slowly walked in front of him.
"People always grow up on the road full of thorns, don't they? (People always grow up on the road full of thorns, don't they?)"
Mo Jiu was half a head shorter than Lu Jiu, so she could only pat him lightly on the shoulder.
“Don’t always think about being a certain person, everyone is unique. (Don’t always think about being a certain person, everyone is unique.)”
Mo Jiu looked at him with encouragement.
Lu Jiu's throat rolled, and he stopped talking.
"The Dust-Breaking Sword brought your consciousness, and it was because I retained my consciousness before I died. And there are two people living in this body. (The Dust-Breaking Sword brought your consciousness, and it was also mine. I retained my consciousness before dying. Now in this body, two people live.)"
With a gentle smile on her face, Mo Jiu pointed at herself and then at Lu Jiu.
Lu Jiu looked at him blankly, with mixed feelings in his heart that were hard to describe.
"This body can only hold one sober consciousness... (This body can only hold one sober consciousness...)" At this point, Mo Jiu looked at Lu Jiu.
It can only accommodate one awake consciousness, and now that Lu Jiu and Mo Jiu are both awake, the consciousness that has not been chosen will naturally cease to exist.
"Come on! Lu Jiu!"
A bright smile bloomed on Mo Jiu's face, and she looked at Lu Jiu encouragingly.
Lu Jiu's heart suddenly shook when he heard this, and he looked at Mo Jiu blankly.
There is no trace of artificiality in this young man's bright smile. This decision comes from his heart!
"...Why? This body is obviously yours!"
Lu Jiu's voice was slightly hoarse as he asked with difficulty.
This body is obviously Mo Jiu's!
Why could he give it to himself without reservation and choose death?
I was thinking about it before...
For a moment, guilt filled Lu Jiu's heart.
Mo Jiu smiled indifferently when he heard this, as if it was nothing to him.
He stared into Lu Jiu's eyes and said very seriously: "Because, I believe you can do better than me! (Because, I believe you can do better than me!)"
Mo Jiu's tone contained great trust, which made Lu Jiu feel deeply ashamed.
"I just hope you can find my brother and the people who killed my mother. (I just hope you can find my brother and the people who killed my mother.)"
"...Can't the Duanchen Sword be able to store consciousness? Can't we find a way to find a new body?"
Lu Jiu looked at Mo Jiu and said anxiously.
Is he afraid of death?
fear death!
But he is even more afraid that he will become a selfish person with no bottom line!
This result is more terrible than death!
Mo Jiu smiled and shook his head.
"You and I, sharing our memories, should be very clear that even the miraculous doctor on Chicken Island should not be able to transfer consciousness. method.)"
"Even if there is, it's too late... (Even if there is, it's too late now...)"
"Because your body has been severely injured, your consciousness has been lost. If you continue to wait, the last thing that will dissipate is Lu Jiu's consciousness! (Because your body has been severely injured, your consciousness has also been implicated. If you continue to wait like this, in the end, What disappeared was Lu Jiu’s consciousness!)”
"So...I believe in you, be your true self! (So...I believe in you, be your true self!)"
"Bye bye... (Goodbye...)"
…
Dadong City, in a small room in Qinglong Pavilion.
A pale young man was lying on the bed, his eyes were closed tightly, as if he had a nightmare.
"call!"
Lu Jiu suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.
Then he looked extremely anxious, looking around as if he was looking for something!
Then when he saw the Duan Chen Sword beside the bed, his eyes lit up and he hurriedly took the Duan Chen Sword in his hand.
Then he looked at Duan Chenjian expectantly.
And the Duan Chen Sword... naturally had no reaction.
He frowned slightly and his eyes turned slightly red.
He clutched the Duan Chen Sword tightly in his hand, his arms trembling slightly unconsciously.
The tassel hanging on the hilt of the Duan Chen Sword swayed slightly, and an undetectable light flickered for a moment.
He stared blankly ahead.
After a long time, he sighed softly, with a complicated look on his face.
"Why are you so stupid..."
"From now on, I will be you..."
He got out of bed, put on a white coat, and placed the Duan Chen Sword on his right waist.
Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, he pursed his lips and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
"Since you have chosen to believe me, I will definitely not let you down!"
He held the Duanchen Sword tightly at his waist and looked at himself in the mirror, seemingly seeing him.
He seemed to be looking at himself with a smile.
"Then, from now on, my name will be——Lu Jiu!"
Armor is never a reason for being strong, and kindness is never a reason for being timid!
A true warrior is never afraid of any challenge!
He never died.
Lu Jiu will bring his old will, abide by the agreement, and embark on a new journey!