"I understand." Qingluo moved her eyes away from the sleeping Ula in her arms, and gently slid to the side of a few people, looking at the girl who lowered her head as if she knew she had made a mistake, "Just look at her
Let’s talk about her identity. Her name is You’er, her race is ‘Dream Spirit’, and she can be considered a rare type of monster.”
"It may be difficult for you to understand that in the perception of this continent, dreams are a medium for conveying thoughts." The woman narrated softly, "And the "Dream Spirit" is the gathering of many such thoughts, making it own
The monsters produced by spirituality.”
"Well... dreams, as a manifestation of subconscious consciousness, are part of the dream owner's thinking. If you have strong enough thoughts, you may be able to give birth to an independent consciousness." Lin nodded seriously, "This has been mentioned in the academy.
It’s a concept, but this is the first time I’ve seen it in action – it looks quite cute.”
"How does this kind of monster, which is created by the gathering of fragmented thoughts, determine its 'self'?" Yuffie is also interested in this. "Is it the fusion of the properties of all thoughts, or is it the birth of a new personality from the beginning?"
"Just like human babies, dream spirits do not have a definite personality when they are born." Qingluo replied, "The environment they are exposed to determines their nature, but they are much more sensitive to the environment than humans.
"
"As a member of this race, You'er is still very young. She has the innate ability to perceive other people's thoughts, so she is easily affected by outside thoughts." Qing Luo looked at the white girl with gentle eyes and continued.
Go down, "That's why I let her live here temporarily to avoid inadvertently causing trouble to everyone in Linglan Village. It's just... now she seems to have accepted some bad ideas, which has put herself and the people nearby into trouble."
Nightmare."
"But, everyone in the village is so leisurely every day, how can they have any bad thoughts." Lin raised her eyebrows and looked at You'er with a hint of inquiry, "It's not like someone did something to her deliberately, right?
.”
"Then I have to ask you." Youfei looked at Qingluo, and after getting her permission, she walked up to You'er and asked her softly, "Can you tell me what kind of dream you had?
"
The 'girl' floating in the air shrank her body slightly, but her round eyes were still looking at Yuffie, as if she wanted to get warmth from her, "When I close my eyes... I can feel the pain, sadness and sorrow."
..." She tried to close her eyes, and then quickly opened them again, "...it came from the far south, all the way here..."
"South?" Lin came closer, stretched out her hand and touched the girl's head, "Could it be that the Alliance and the Empire are at war?"
"I'm afraid that's impossible." Qingluo said slightly uneasily, "The alliance's border has always been unsafe, but the Council of Elders cannot easily initiate a war - but if You'er can feel it from here, it may be true over there.
What happened..."
"Just go and confirm it with your own eyes." Yuffie made a decision decisively. "We had planned to leave the village and continue to search for clues about my mother, but now we just happened to do it." She thought for a while, and then said:
Qing Luo added, "Before you leave, I will teach you a secret technique to isolate yourself from mental intrusion. It should be able to stop You'er from these troubles in a short period of time."
"Thank you very much." Qingluo bent down and said, "You will always be a member of Suzulan Village. If you get tired outside, please come back here at any time."
"Definitely." Yuffie nodded and replied softly - living in this village is indeed a relaxing thing. "Speaking of which, Qingluo, when did you and Asan meet?
"
"Well..." Qingluo raised her head slightly and thought for a moment, "It was probably more than fifty years ago. At that time, he looked even more depressed than he does now. There seemed to be indelible sadness in his eyes, but he couldn't see the opposite.
His attachment... I invited him to live here temporarily, and then... he became a member of the village."
"Then what? How did he become the village's Asang?" Lin asked curiously.
"At that time, just like you, we also competed with him." Qing Luo narrowed her eyes and recalled the scene at that time, "He defeated the representative we sent effortlessly. I didn't see clearly how he did it.
He did it." She showed a gratified smile, seeming to be pleased with the other party's current situation, "The original Asang handed over Suzulan Village to him when he left the village forty years ago. And he did exactly what he promised.
From then on, the safety of the village was protected.”
More than fifty years ago...According to the situation in the El Continent, Fister should have just parted ways with September at that time. It can be explained that he was immersed in sadness. But if he came here at that time, how could he
Do you know those companions from "The Brigade"? Yuffie clearly remembers the complicated look that flashed in the eyes of the Erna man when she called out those names - it was definitely not disguised, he must be similar to those heroes in the past
'We have had extraordinary feelings.
Then, there may be only one possibility left - the Far East Continent they came to is not the same era as the El Continent they are in.
This idea sounds crazy, but since "different worlds" are acceptable, what's the big deal about "different times"?
It's just that whether the hypothesis is true and how long the gap between the two worlds is, cannot be confirmed at this time. The calendar of the Far East Continent is completely different from that of Al, and they have never asked about the specific year when Jill left her hometown. But this can be explained.
Why was the Far East they saw so different from what the black-haired woman described? Perhaps in the passing of time, this continent where monsters and humans coexist has evolved a culture and political system suitable for them.
A sad cry suddenly came, interrupting her ongoing thinking. Yuffie shook her head, stored those contents in her heart, and looked in the direction from which the sound came.
The monster with the fluffy tail seemed to have just woken up, and was crying sadly in Qingluo's arms, as if it had been greatly hurt.
"Are you okay?" Lin asked worriedly, "Did you have a terrible dream?"
"My fruits!" Ulla cried, "I buried a lot of nuts, but... none of them disappeared!"
The blond girl couldn't help but laugh out loud, then comforted the other person and promised to help him find more fruits. Yuffie looked at the young monster who gradually stopped crying, thinking thoughtfully in her heart - maybe for Ulla, throwing away the fruits is like this
It can be called the most sad disaster.
She suddenly understood why Feist was willing to stay here. Perhaps there was unimaginable darkness buried in the hearts of the Elna people. Because of this, this peaceful village and the residents with pure hearts were his current
The best salvation.
One day, she will come back here, no matter what the reason. Yuffie is so sure in her heart.