No eyes, no limbs, no senses. To him, things in the outside world are just circles of large and small ripples.
Yin Ren has experienced this state before.
When he was fighting with the sniper—no, maybe he should be called "Mr. Qiu"—after turning into his pure form, his perception of the outside world was exactly the same as it was now. Rather, his perception now is purer than that then.
Like a body of lifeless sea water.
The outside world is like drizzle, causing ripples one after another. Other than that, everything in the world is nothingness. There is no color, heat or cold, or weight. Yin Ren can't even feel his "own" body.
In the vast loneliness, thoughts are like sugar cubes thrown into water, drifting and diluting little by little, becoming loose and blurry. Even when he was sleeping under the seal, Yin Ren had never felt such a terrifying emptiness.
Like a never-ending fall.
Could it be that Shi'an's memory technique failed
No, that's not right.
Li Nian and Fu Xingchuan asked him to confirm that memory technique in person. There is no problem with the design of the spell itself or the underground evil as an auxiliary. Even if something went wrong, it wouldn't be enough to let such a big and vicious beast enter an unknown environment.
It felt very strange, like it became a part of him.
[Show me your memory! ] He gave the dog a series of thought combos.
That unknown thought ruminates pathetically.
It's shit.
Zhong Cheng said that he was still a "flesh figurine" in name only. Even if that person could adapt to changes, what he could do was very limited.
[Who are you? Where is this and what are you doing here?]Without the barrier of language and expression, the dog's thoughts can flow freely.
[I see, that’s good. It won’t be too boring at least this way... ]
Yin Ren was surprised. He did put the phone under the pillow. But his original intention was to keep the dog with him to avoid unnecessary trouble. He never thought that this thing, which was not even an evil object, could be affected by the spell.
He had to return to the team quickly.
[I really want to go home...]
A few foreign thoughts poured into Yin Ren's mind.
Just as he was thinking about countermeasures, a particularly complex ripple caught Yin Ren's attention. That ripple was different from the others, very close to him.
Yin Ren has little interest in the so-called path of the strong.
[But I want a promise. You have to promise to send me home. ] It finally said so.
The biggest reason why dogs can't communicate well with them is expression. Now he is unlucky... No, he finally got the opportunity to directly experience "thinking", and he must not let it go.
But in his current state, Yin Ren couldn't even guess what he had become.
[…] The dog weighed it for a long time, [Okay.]
[…] The thing’s mind went blank for a few seconds.
If you think about it carefully, his pursuit doesn't seem to have changed much. Once he understands the mystery of Yuanwu and the power of evil, he will immediately seek a special position from Shi'an - his identity is exposed, so why not get more money.
[I am Yin Ren, there is a glitch in the technique, and we are trapped in the illusion of memory.] Suddenly there was someone to chat with in the emptiness, and Yin Ren's mental state suddenly improved a lot.
Yin Ren: […]
[You will go back. ] The thin figure's thoughts were extremely firm, [The strong ones will all go back.]
[No! ] The dog is very determined, [Then you won’t need me anymore, you will eat me!]
[Siren.]It responded.
He must have acquired some "character identity" from that era.
Frustrated, Yin Ren counted down the time to his collapse. After being sluggish for five minutes, he regained his energy and continued to try to struggle and explore.
This feeling is very strange. Those thoughts obviously do not contain any language, but he can understand it. What the other party passed over was the most basic and simple "idea".
[I will also give you the power of evil as a thank you. If you are worried, I can let you see my thinking.]
[real?]
Halfway through the thought, Yin Ren suddenly realized something.
The strange thing is that in the process of communicating with the dog, Yin Ren gradually had a vague outline in his mind -
[No, I don’t know where your home is.]
He roughly went over his guess about the technique in his mind, and then threw it at the dog. Just as Yin Ren expected, he didn't need to bother to organize them into words, and the dog understood what he meant smoothly.
[You don’t look delicious, I won’t miss this bite. ] Yin Ren said sincerely, [And this is not my body, and I can't find a mouth to eat you. When we leave here, you will definitely be back on your phone, and I won't eat it.]
It was a small, black, cylindrical creature with four legs. Its image is hazy, as if separated by a layer of frosted glass. In the blurry image, the thing was as skinny as a bat’s shriveled corpse. It curled up and trembled all over.
What kind of role is this? He couldn't have turned into moss in some cave.
Zhong Cheng said that since they are not human beings, they can have more time to study the truth, wander around the roadside, and share the same snack. From now on, life may be smooth or bumpy, but it will all be the ups and downs of this world.
[I really want to go home...]
[You are too powerful, I may be judged as a part of you.]The dog thought hard, [It's like copying the mobile phone software with junk data.]
Yin Ren tried his best to stay awake and tried to move. He just didn't have any feeling around him. He didn't know how to exert force or where to use his strength. After struggling for several hours, Lord Ghost King became mentally paralyzed and began to feel depressed.
[Who are you?] Yin Ren thought about this question repeatedly in his mind, trying to throw it in the direction where his thoughts came from. To be honest, he didn't know if this approach would work.
But it’s not impossible to just send dog things home. Yin Ren pondered for a moment, then packed up his thinking process and threw it to the dog to show his sincerity.
And the dog keeps his word—
The thick memories instantly overwhelmed Yin Ren.
The moment he came into contact with those memories, Yin Ren understood how difficult it was for dogs to communicate.
The feeling when it is still "at home" is really difficult to describe in words.
Assuming that humans have no eyes, nouns about colors cannot exist in the world. The dog is like a person who has only hearing in his life, trying to communicate with a person who only has sight. The meaning of language and the definition of nouns are all misplaced, and the most basic conversations will become extremely difficult.
It doesn't seem like this thing's brain is not working well. It should have tried its best in the previous conversation with them.
Yin Ren "saw" another world.
If we must use human descriptions, countless vibrations and fluctuations swept across. He obviously didn't see colors, but he could feel the colorfulness of the world. The external information is like the exchange of thoughts just now, penetrating the most essential meaning into his body.
Countless messages came pouring in, and Yin Ren's thinking became chaotic and he almost stopped.
In this pure ocean of information, Yin Ren "swims" freely from the perspective of a dog.
Until one day twenty-eight years ago.
The information in the sea of information suddenly became violent, and the vibrations and fluctuations almost crushed the dog's body to pieces. The dog hurriedly followed its kind and fled en masse, throwing bunches of information among its group.
They said that the "disgust" was moving.
Just after receiving this information, the corresponding information quickly emerged in the dog's memory - "Disgusting" is a predator that has only grown up in the past one or two thousand years, and is also the one least worried about food supply here.
It was a behemoth whose surface was covered with intelligence from human hands.
The dog in the memory may have been distracted for too long, and his escape speed was a bit slow. Soon, the giant pot moved in front of it—
A giant human hand protruded from the surface of the thing, blasting wildly in a certain direction. At the same time, vague tearing sounds were heard in the distance.
Yin Ren concentrated his mind and wanted to savor this memory carefully. Who would have thought that this "cooperation between inside and outside" would last for twenty-two years. The dog didn't dare to move. It hid in a very close place and remained motionless for more than twenty years.
Yin Ren had nothing to say.
Fortunately it was a memory and he only had to take it all in instantly.
Six years ago, with external cooperation, "Disgust" finally opened a gap that should not belong to this world. It immediately stretched out an "arm", but its body remained in the ocean of information.
It's just the shit you've worked so hard to avoid.
As the space tore apart, information from the outside world also poured in. There is a very tempting fluctuation mixed in it, just like a buffet to a starving ghost.
The dog was already weak from hiding for more than twenty years, and now he completely lost his mind. It didn't care where the crack led and rushed straight towards the crack.
As a former Great Heavenly Master, Yin Ren can identify the crack, which is what is called a "gap" in the human world.
As a former human being, he could also taste the information represented by the fluctuations—it was an extremely strong emotion called "uneasiness."
The weak dog rushed towards the source of the emotion, completely unaware that he had passed through the crack and reached another world.
The dog hit a flying bird first. It's a pity that the bird seems unable to carry such a strange "creature" as a dog. The bird fell from the sky, its dying eyes briefly glanced, and the next moment, its tiny head exploded, and its body was scattered into several pieces of meat.
The glance of the dog-possessed bird almost stopped Yin Ren's thinking.
At that moment, within the gap that had not yet disappeared, a huge "human hand" poked out. Snow-white bones, black-gray metal, the gaps are filled with various writings that squirm like maggots, glowing with a dull gray-red color like dead flesh.
He had struggled with it.
That was the sniper, or part of Mr. Qiu's body. The outline of the giant hand dissipated in the air, pointing directly towards the densely built city - that is the direction of Haigu City People's Hospital. Seeing that the situation was not good, the dog wanted to turn around and go home. Unexpectedly, the gap had already been closed and it had nowhere to go.
It fell to the ground with the bird carcass, struggling like a dehydrated fish. However, the dog did not find another suitable "carrier" and fell to the ground along with the bird corpse.
Yin Ren could clearly feel that the dog was disappearing along with the bird. The bird's cells are dying, its nerves are shutting down, and the dog is dying.
Until someone passes by.
The young man was holding a brand new mobile phone, humming songs and playing games. He didn't even look at the bird corpse next to him, but something "saw" him.
The dog struggled and pounced on the man.
From its perspective, that person's brain exudes a fatal allure. At that moment, its thoughts went blank. This behavior was not thought through, it was more like the most basic reaction of the desire to survive.
It's a pity that the dying dog fell sideways.
From the perspective of memories, the man suddenly paused. The dog pounced too quickly and crashed into the phone with the screen on.
The next moment, it seemed to be able to breathe again, but it was more difficult. If a dog is compared to a fish, the "other shore" is like pristine sea water rich in nutrients. Once inside the phone, it feels like being thrown into a vat of distilled water, and the vat itself may not be big enough to hold in your hand.
Barely alive, but miserable.
Thin connections, weak fluctuations, and information with extremely low density. Except for the environment mode, which is somewhat similar, everything else is completely different.
The dog did not dare to move its nest anymore, and the bird explosion caused a considerable psychological shadow to it. It doesn't know if it will have a chance to come back alive if it attacks a living creature again - after all, it doesn't know why it can survive when it enters the mobile phone this time.
Maintaining this state, it learns the unfamiliar information bit by bit. The dog still remembers the seductive power of that day. If it eats and drinks enough there and becomes stronger, it will definitely be able to go home!
No matter what happens, if you find others of the same kind and devour them, you can solve the urgent problem.
It's a pity that its efforts were in the wrong direction. After it died crazily in front of humans, the dog was treated as a "spiritual weapon" and sent to the Shi'an garbage pile.
It is very close to its target feast of evil spirits, but it is so far away that it will never be seen.
From a rough impression, this is just the Passion of a silly little animal. If it had been before, Yin Ren would have played "Little Mouse on the Lampstand" for this thing.
But Yin Ren doesn't have the time now.
In the flash of lightning, the broken clues of the past are like pearls, connected into a string at this moment -
[They can arouse people's emotions and make them shout and laugh... ]
This kind of thing seems to be extremely sensitive to emotions [gǎn]. On the other side of the gap, they would not call the snipers with human titles such as "Mr. Qiu".
They call it "disgust."
[An old man said before that if you go to a place that doesn’t exist, you will see them. Dream too deeply and you will see them.]
They live on the "other shore" on the other side of the gap. Is the transitional space in the “gap” a non-existent place? And does an environment like the "Archives", which uses the human brain of a madman as the stage, be considered a "deep dream"
[If you touch them rashly, your soul will be destroyed... The older generation over there call them "Yuanwu".]
If their previous speculations were correct, the "god descended" was the fleshy pieces of large Yuan objects scattered around the world...
The evil force transformed by the "chunk" can give people the ability to interfere with the other side, similar to "Charon", and the power to control emotions like "resonance". So it's not surprising that these elemental objects themselves have stronger abilities.
After Yin Ren slowly chewed the memories of the dog food, he poked the little shadow that huddled up into a ball with his thoughts.
If he hadn't found his mouth, Yin Ren would have wanted to smile bitterly.
It seems that mortals are not on the direct diet of these things. So why do a group of Yuanwu living on the far shore and feeding on emotions set their sights on the human world
In order to get an arm, Mr. Qiu had to dig for twenty-two years. It can be seen that the other side is not a sieve. How did the bloody "God descend" appear? How do evil spirits and other evil things come into being
Yin Ren tried to ask more about the distinction between the "strong" and the "weak", as well as the so-called "food chain" levels on the other side. But once it comes to something close to instinctive judgment, the dog can't even think clearly.
It seems that the information on the dog ends here.
Yin Ren still knows the nature of the other shore and Yuanwu but doesn't know why. Sure enough, this kind of in-depth study should be done with his innocent accomplices.
Yin Ren decisively stopped thinking.
If this information was given to Zhong Cheng as a gift, that guy would be very happy. Thinking of the "surprise" on that serious face, Yin Ren was already looking forward to it.
He rolled up his sleeves in his inner world and mentally gave the dog a gentle kick.
damn thing:[?]
[Find a way together. ] Yin Ren said, [I'm different from you. I don't 'want to go home', I 'will definitely go home'.]
Fu Xingchuan sat on the wooden chair and watched Lu Xiaohe and Fu Tianyi busying themselves.
This time he was not putting on airs, the main reason was that the dog's paws were really limited in what they could do. He really couldn't interfere in what the two juniors were busy with. Fu Xingchuan used his paws to pull the dry tobacco on the table, and occasionally nibbled on it.
Following the fine tradition of Shi'an, the two of them transformed this house into a temporary stronghold.
After finishing the work, Fu Tianyi sat on the stool melancholy: "Trouble, I finally became the boss of Huajisi, and I can't even command any of my subordinates."
In order to keep the memory environment as "logically smooth" as possible, Fu Tianyi gave Hua Jisi the reason of "conducting dangerous research with the great scholar Li Heyan" and did not let anyone follow him.
This directly resulted in their only active force being one man, one woman and one dog.
"Take some more tidying up and ask the villagers for some news in the afternoon. It's best to leave before night. It's the end of the Gong Dynasty now. You won't encounter evil things at night, and it will be troublesome to encounter bandits and wild beasts."
Lu Xiaohe has prepared paper, pen and charcoal strips, and is currently trying to wrap the charcoal strips into useful temporary pens.
"If it really doesn't work, you can call in a few people to help. Just don't make any trouble. The scene of this village is so vivid, it must not be Yin Ren's memory. The evil beast remembers this place so clearly. It is probably nearby. It should have left early. Good morning."
They are here to investigate the chaos, not to swim naked in the center of it.
In the last years of the Gong Dynasty, war broke out and evil things were rampant. Human wars are studied by historians, and Lu Xiaohe, a biology doctor, does not want to be a witness. Besides, the highest combat power at the moment is a dog, and she doesn't want to experience the vicious walk at close range.
"How have you been these past two days?" Fu Tianyi tried his best to turn his back on the native dog, "Just now I saw people outside making fresh candied melons and the like. They said they wanted to worship on the ninth day of September, so they had to go a few days in advance. Prepare—with such a margin, it is estimated that war is still far away from here.”
Fu Xingchuan suddenly jumped off his stool and shouted twice.
I saw the dog bite off the cigarette rod in one bite and hold half of the cigarette rod in its mouth. The technique lit the tobacco, and the green smoke quickly formed a question around the dog's mouth.
[What day is today in the ninth month of the lunar calendar?]
"Chu...Chu Qi, what's wrong?" Fu Tianyi looked at the smoking dog blankly, a bit tongue-tied.
[What is this village called?]
"Yincun."
After saying that, Fu Tianyi seemed to realize something, and his face suddenly turned pale.
"It must be a coincidence. In the last years of the Gong Dynasty, Yin was a common surname..."
[Do you believe the bullshit you tell yourself? This is a terrible memory! ] Fu Xingchuan wished he could spit out his cigarette and gave Fu Tianyi a bite on his calf.
Lu Xiaohe stopped making his own pencil and his face gradually turned ugly.
Fu Tianyi was as pale as a snowman: "On the seventh night of September, the Yi Luo army made a surprise attack on the hinterland of Gong Dynasty. They took the lead in occupying the mountainous areas that were easy to defend and difficult to attack, and attempted to build a large camp... Yincun, Hezhuang, and Chenjiakou were the first to be captured. Bloodbath."
"In the early morning of the eighth day of the lunar month, the evil spirit was born. No one present, whether it was the Yi Luo army or the local people, survived."
[On the ninth day of the lunar month, the Great Heavenly Master Zhong Yi returned to his hometown and sealed the evil spirit in his hometown. ] Fu Xingchuan helped him complete the ending of the story.
Lu Xiaohe: "No, that's not right."
She wore a serious face belonging to Li Heyan, and a layer of sweat broke out on her forehead.
"I read the information before I came here. Many villagers went into the mountains before the army attacked. According to them, on the seventh day of September, various dogs in Yin Village barked crazily from early in the morning. These people are uneasy. This Just left."
"But we have been here for so long and we have never heard a dog bark." Lu Xiaohe added in a dry voice.
Everyone was silent.
Lu Xiaohe and Fu Tianyi acted in a low-key manner and had no ability to affect the established memory. Moreover, they did not come early in the morning. Fu Xingchuan just turned into an ordinary local dog and had no means to influence the general environment.
[The time is right and the place is right, then the "person" must be wrong.]
The big yellow dog blew out another row of smoke rings.
[We’re not leaving yet, we’re just going to stay here.]
"Why? Isn't it more dangerous to stay?" Fu Tianyi opened his mouth wide.
Lu Xiaohe remained silent. She rubbed her chin and her eyebrows gradually wrinkled.
[First of all, what is disturbed is the evil memory. In the memory of the Great Heavenly Master, he will probably come on the ninth day of September - the Great Heavenly Master is our primary observation target, and Yin Ren himself must also remember this. We happen to meet up here.]
[Secondly, the spells I wrote will not have such loopholes. The role confusion has left me confused. Now I am sure...]
Fu Xingchuan lowered his tail and puffed out smoke more and more quickly.
[Now I can confirm that this is an enemy attack.]
At the same time, inside the Yin Village Ancestral Hall.
The thin black dog stood up and sniffed. Its neck was tied with a finely embroidered silk belt, its hair and paws were clean, and it looked like it had been well taken care of.
It glanced at the pig head meat in the bowl with disdain, a trace of human malice flashing in its eyes.
(End of chapter)