Zhongli Hongyi moved some weapons-making tools over and came to the room, ready to ask Wang Wutian something. He searched several rooms but did not see Wang Wutian.
"Wutian, Wutian, where are you?"
While he was wondering, he suddenly noticed that the door of the grocery room in the corner was slightly ajar.
"Is it in this room?" Zhongli Hongyi immediately changed direction and came to the door of the utility room. He stretched out his hand to push open the ajar door and peered inside.
But unexpectedly, he discovered that Wang Wutian was lying on his back on the ground motionless.
If it weren't for the fact that his chest was still rising and falling slightly and breathing, he would have thought that Wang Wutian had become a corpse.
"Wutian, what's wrong with you?"
Zhongli Hongyi's expression changed drastically, and he quickly came to Wang Wutian's side, pulled him up, and leaned him in his arms. While calling Wang Wutian's name, he stretched out his hand to explore under his nose.
"Fortunately, my breathing is calm and strong, it doesn't look like something serious has happened."
"Hey, Wutian, wake up, what's wrong with you?"
Zhongli Hongyi reached out and shook Wang Wutian's body, trying to wake him up, but found that it was useless.
Wang Wutian still looked unconscious.
Suddenly, Zhongli Hongyi thought of a way and quickly pinched Wang Wutian's renzhong acupoint with his right thumb. Then he noticed that Wang Wutian's eyelids trembled slightly.
But there was still no sign of waking up.
"Wutian, Wutian, wake up quickly...!"
Zhongli Hongyi was a little anxious and couldn't help shouting.
The sound spread and immediately attracted other people in the yard. Everyone came looking for the sound and noticed the unconscious Wang Wutian. They immediately surrounded him one by one, feeling anxious.
With a trace of worry and uneasiness on their faces, they all called out to Wang Wutian.
"Brother Wutian, what's wrong with you?"
"Xiaotian, don't scare mom, Miss Yan, come and see what happened to Xiaotian?"
"It looks like he fell asleep..."
"There are no wounds on the body. Why can't you wake up?"
…
Everyone was talking to each other, surrounding Wang Wutian in the center, pinching people, slapping people on the face, trying to wake up Wang Wutian. But Wang Wutian still looked like his eyes were closed, and he never woke up.
come over.
Just through the changes in the bulges of his eyelids, you can clearly notice that Wang Wutian's eyes are moving back and forth crazily.
This means that his brain is very active.
As for other clues, they couldn't judge. After all, they were not people who specialized in this area. They could only try their best and shout Wang Wutian's name loudly.
…
…
In a trance.
Sound nerve signals one after another were quietly transmitted to the sound processing area of Wang Wutian's brain.
Wang Wutian's consciousness fell into a state of chaos and mist, and he always felt that these voices seemed a bit familiar, but where exactly they were familiar, he couldn't figure out for a while.
These sounds were far and near, erratic.
Some are there and some are not.
Sometimes it felt like it was far away in the horizon, hard to find, and sometimes it felt like it was right next to him, very close.
"Who is Wang Wutian? Where do these voices come from?"
"By the way, who am I?"
Confused, Wang Wutian's self-awareness fell into deep thought.
He was thinking about who he really was.
"I am Yin Tianqi, a young man from a poor family?"
"No, I should be a fish, so... what bugs will I eat tonight?"
"It doesn't seem right. My name is Xie Wanyu? I am a female disciple of the inner sect of Taixu Temple. I have given birth to many children for... By the way, what do I use my children for? Who is Xie Wanyu?
"
"I always feel like something is not quite right..."
…
"I remembered, I am a bird and I just laid a nest of eggs. I don't know when the babies will hatch?"
"Hey? I'm obviously a lizard, why do I think I'm a bird?"
…
…
The vast memory information shrouded Wang Wutian's self-awareness like a sea of clouds. His self-awareness and self-memory information were like an insignificant water molecule, dripping into the vast ocean.
As the continuous waves rise and fall involuntarily, they are wandering.
Every time the memory information washed away, his instinct felt that there was an inexplicable crisis, but he just couldn't recall who he was. He even couldn't tell whether he was a human being or whether he was a man or a woman.
At this time, he was like a drowning man sinking into the water.
He wanted to struggle upstream to breathe fresh air, but the water flow from all directions pushed him to roll and float everywhere, and even seemed to sink downwards.
It was dark and depressing, making him a little breathless.
"Who am I...?"
Sounds, far and near, echoed in the darkness.
He instinctively felt that these sounds were familiar, and wanted to get closer. He struggled aimlessly, but it seemed that he had a direction and was no longer blindly confused.
Float and float, swim and swim...
I don't know its age.
He felt as if he had really become a fish, swimming in the vast ocean of memories. Every time he struggled forward, he had to push away a large amount of water, which was very laborious.
besides.
When every drop of water came into contact with his own body, he felt as if he had a wonderful illusion.
Through this drop of water, he will become another creature, some kind of beast, some human, some strange plant, etc., making him somewhat confused between reality and illusion.
I can't tell who I am.
…
…
I don't know how much time has passed.
His self-awareness became chaotic and hazy, and he was only aware of the mechanical struggle and swimming. He suddenly felt waves of relief and comfort.
It was like a person who was on the verge of suffocation in the water and suddenly struggled to the surface of the water. He could not help but breathe fresh air and felt comfortable and happy. The relaxation from the inside out made him obsessed.
It seems that in a closed environment of absolute darkness, when he is about to go crazy, he finds a faint ray of fluorescent joy.
Subconsciously.
Wang Wutian suddenly opened his eyes.
In the depths of his eyes, several faces were reflected, including men and women, old and young. At this time, they were surrounding him and cheering happily.
Some even cried with joy and had tears in their eyes.
"Who have I become this time?"
"Which one is me?"
Consider this issue.
He fell into deep thought again, frowning and thinking hard.