"Do you want to see a more real world?"
Xin Zhige spoke.
Zhou Fei was not surprised.
Just talking, not becoming a Super Saiyan.
But what the other party said made Zhou Fei a little bit interested.
"What is the real world?"
Xin Zhige looked at him with a smile: "The real world is..."
Before finishing speaking, Zhou Fei fainted.
In fact, Zhou Fei was not sure if he was fainted or something, because this was his consciousness, so would a person's consciousness faint too
I don't know how long it took, Zhou Fei opened his eyes.
He found that he had actually returned to modern society.
The computer on the table is still stuck in the game interface, but the screen is already gloomy, and the controlling character has long since died.
Next to the computer are unfinished drinks and half-eaten takeaways.
There are also mobile phones that are charging, air conditioners that keep spraying air-conditioning on the walls, figures that fill the entire bookcase, and second-dimensional pillows on the beds.
"My brother, is this coming back?" Zhou Fei squeezed his face, a little painful, it didn't look like he was dreaming. "I haven't enjoyed enough carefree days, how come back? System, are you still there?"
There was no silly voice in my mind.
"Even the system is gone? Xin Zhige is so strong... Wait, who is Xin Zhige and what the hell is the system, ah, my head hurts."
Zhou Fei instantly felt his head smashed open. The severe pain caused him to squat on the ground holding his head, almost lying on the ground and rolling.
"A Fei? What's wrong with you, don't scare me." The movement inside the house caught the attention of outsiders. A glamorous chick hurried in. Seeing Zhou Fei squatting on the ground, he hugged him and asked with concern. Said: "A Fei, what's the matter? Is the headache recurring? I'll get you medicine, you wait."
Zhou Fei glanced at the girl, only to think that she was very familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it, and she didn't even remember the other person's name.
"who are you?"
"I'm Zhaoyan." The girl said: "Every time you get sick, you have short-term memory loss, but it's fine after taking the medicine. I'll get you the medicine right away."
Zhaoyan
Amnesia
What the hell does this happen
Zhaoyan quickly took the medicine, and after Zhou Fei took it, the pain was suddenly reduced and her consciousness recovered.
In the next half an hour, Zhou Fei figured out some of his own situation.
The girl named Zhaoyan in front of him is his fiancee.
The two grew up in an orphanage together. They were childhood sweethearts. After they grew up, because of poor grades, Zhou Fei went out to work after graduating from high school, and the money he earned was used for Zhaoyan's college education.
Although many people in college pursue Zhaoyan because of her beauty, Zhaoyan’s heart is always tied to Zhou Fei. After graduation, he immediately returned to Zhou Fei’s city to find a job and lived with him. Come together.
During the Lunar New Year's Day last year, Zhou Fei was beaten with a stick on the head by the gangster in order to save people. He suffered from sequelae. His head hurts every once in a while, and he suffers from short-term memory loss, even Zhaoyan can't remember. I had seen many doctors but couldn't cure it. Later, a wandering Taoist prescribed a prescription for Zhou Fei. Every time he got sick, he took a pill to relieve the pain very quickly.
The story Zhaoyan told is very common, and there are almost no flaws.
However, Zhou Fei felt that something was wrong.
"Oh, time is up, I have to go to work, you play games at home, you are hungry, there are dumplings I just made in the refrigerator." Zhaoyan looked at the time and exclaimed, but before leaving Hug Zhou Fei and kissed him.
Zhou Fei touched his lips, feeling pretty good.
Although Zhao Yan is already an old husband and wife, this kiss gave Zhou Fei the feeling of a first kiss.
After playing games for a while and watching a few movies, Zhou Fei became inexplicably irritable.
He wanted to go out for a walk.
Taking the phone and the key, Zhou Fei came to the street.
The air filled with car exhaust and suspended particles made Zhou Fei quite uncomfortable, and kept sneezing.
Everything on the street seemed to him strange and familiar.
He thinks he should know how to use many things, but when they are really used, it is not the case.
The faint feeling of something wrong came out again.
At this moment, a man walked past him and whispered: "Go back quickly."
Zhou Fei suddenly said, "What did you say?"
The man walked away quickly.
Zhou Fei chased him a few steps, but did not catch up.
Another person passed him by, saying the same thing: "Go home."
"What do you mean?" Zhou Fei's probing hand grabbed this man's shoulder, and the latter struggled hard, with incredible strength, and directly threw Zhou Fei away, and then ran away without a shadow.
The same voice began to come from all around: "Quickly go back, go back quickly."
Zhou Fei felt his head hurt again.
He collapsed on the side of the road, and the sky began to become extremely gloomy. A cloud of whirlpool-like clouds appeared above his head, as if torn the sky out of thin air, and Zhou Fei was sucked in by the huge suction force. .
"Ah..."
Zhou Fei screamed and lost consciousness.
Wake up again.
He found himself at the general's house.
"Look at you. You can't do anything with military skills. What else can you do when you grow up?!" Zhou Ding held the ruler with a serious expression: "Put out your hand."
Zhou Fei stretched out his hand subconsciously.
Then he found that his hands were very small.
Just think of seven or eight-year-old children.
Snapped!
The paddle was pulled down.
The severe pain caused Zhou Fei to cry on the spot.
The cry of a child.
"Cry and cry, you know to cry!" Zhou Ding said angrily: "The master said that you are so angry that you will never be able to cultivate in your life. Okay, then I don't expect you to succeed me. But you can't connect texts. Isn’t that okay? You at least seek a position for one and a half officials, so that if I die, you won’t be driven to death.” Zhou Ding said, hating iron and steel, and then let out a long sigh.
"Ling'er, what should I do." Zhou Ding threw away the ruler, and the eight-foot man shed tears.
Zhou Fei walked over cautiously and shouted timidly: "Daddy."
Zhou Ding hugged him very hard, very hard.
Zhou Fei was also inexplicably sad, but he was too young to understand his father's painstaking efforts after all.
In the next few days, Zhou Ding found various miraculous medicines for Zhou Fei to take, in order to activate the sea of Qi in his body. However, these expensive pills entered Zhou Fei's body like a mud cow into the sea, and disappeared in an instant. .
Zhou Fei's sea of air is still closed, and there is no possibility of opening it.
Finally, Zhou Ding gave up.
And Zhou Fei also entered the self-defeating mode.
"It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this."
This night, Zhou Fei, who was lying in her arms, suddenly shouted.
"This is the real world you want me to see? Haha, thought this would defeat me?"
Suddenly Zhou Fei jumped out of bed, without even wearing his coat, and went straight to the ancient well in the courtyard.
"Using this method, it would seem too ugly." Zhou Fei said: "I don't believe you can kill me in my consciousness."
After speaking, he jumped and dived into the well.
Darkness enveloped him again.
After awakening for the third time, Zhou Fei found that he was in a white world, his eyes could not be opened because of the dazzling white light.
He could only half-squinted his eyes and walked forward.
A figure stood with his back to him.
He is carrying a sword.
A sword with a long and narrow blade and no grid.
"You are not from this world," the person said.
Zhou Fei said: "Xin Zhige? Little Master?"
The person slowly turned around.
Looks very heroic.
Perfectly in line with Zhou Fei's imagination of the image of a kendo master.
"Where are you from?" Xin Zhige asked, "I found a world completely different from this world in the depths of your consciousness. I can't simulate those things."
Zhou Fei said, "No wonder I think that place is so weird. It turned out to be your imagination."
"It doesn't matter where I come from. The important thing is that I am now a student of the academy and your nephew." Zhou Fei said.
Xin Zhige said: "A waste material with a closed sea of air can be cultivated to such a degree, how did you do it?"
"Uncle Master, you have too many questions, right? Your teacher-nephew, I am dead now, can't you take your curiosity a little bit?" Zhou Fei said helplessly: "Look at the face of the master. The Shuangtian sword intent was taught to me."
"You are not suitable for using a sword." Xin Zhige said: "The sword is also the blade of the heart. Your heart is too complicated to use a sword."
Zhou Fei was not happy anymore: "What is said, why am I complicated? Does it have to be a thoughtful person to use a sword?"
"The little girl by your side is very good. Her mind is very pure, but it's a pity that she has taken a diversion in her practice. Of course, she will be able to figure it out by herself in a few years, but now she wants to comprehend Shuangtian's sword intent. Meaning." Xin Zhige said: "It's a pity, I can't see that day."
Zhou Fei said: "Little Master, can't I really be accommodating? I really need to understand the sword intent you left behind."
Xin Zhige said: "Then it depends on how pure you can make your mind pure, and the sword intent is about to collapse, by then... hehe."
"Little Master, don't say halfway." Zhou Fei yelled anxiously while looking at Xin Zhige who was becoming transparent.
However, Xin Zhige did not answer him, but turned into a light spot, slowly drifting to Zhou Fei's shoulder, and then a very subtle sentence rang in his ear: "Take me home."
Zhou Fei sighed.
"Okay, little uncle."
The spot of light fell into Zhou Fei's shoulder, and the voice completely disappeared.
Then Zhou Fei woke up from consciousness.
Lots of sky light.
Ling Zhaoyan returned the sword to its sheath.
She looked at Zhou Fei and said, "Shuangtian sword intent has disappeared."
Zhou Fei touched his shoulder subconsciously.
"Do you understand the sword intent?" Ling Zhaoyan asked again.
Zhou Fei shook his head.
Ling Zhaoyan panicked instantly: "Could it be Prince Yong Yan..."
(End of this chapter)