The person who came in when he opened the door was wearing a plaid shirt, jeans, and white sneakers. At first glance, he looked like a single guy without a girlfriend to help him match his clothes. He was ordinary and could be seen everywhere, but that face and that aura made Meng Qi feel like he was chilling around him. Feel.
It turned out to be another self
Shouldn’t I have died in a rented house? It’s been almost three years since my parents suffered the loss of their son.
The facial features carved out of the same mold seemed to be copied from one another, and even the breath was exactly the same. Even when he was emotionally excited, Meng Qi thought it was caused by stray fluctuations and did not pay attention to it.
He looked at himself before him, throwing off his sneakers, putting on slippers, walking into the kitchen, grabbing half of a sausage that had not been cut yet, and gnawing on it. His mother gave him a hard knock on the head, and he felt as if the scene had reappeared yesterday. Fantasy seems real.
The beauty of the memory played like a movie, but the one in the memory was no longer myself.
Who is true and who is false
Did Mo Buddha or Yang Jian deliberately create another self in order to cover it up and not be noticed, or is there something else hidden
He stood blankly in the living room, his figure hidden in the void, watching the warm homely scenes unfold one after another.
The man, who was almost thirty years old, was still in shape, rolling out the dishes. Mom pushed herself, who looked tired.
I smiled and praised my mother's extraordinary sausage skills, then took out the prepared dishes, lowered my voice, and asked my father: How much private money has been saved recently
Dad covered his pocket with a vigilant look on his face: Little bastard, I’m trying to steal your dad’s private money again. Is it easy for your dad and me? Every time I buy groceries, I save thousands to save a few dollars, but I still have to take it to buy a pack of cigarettes. Use the good cigarette box from before. Not only are you disrespectful to your father, you bastard is always interested in my private money. I really wish I didn’t have a daughter.
With a look of displeasure on his face, he said: Dad, let me ask you, are you so excited
As he spoke, he took out a wad of money and gave it to his father: quit smoking and buy some cigarette oil instead.
Dad borrowed money. Suddenly he sighed: I just said, keep the money for yourself. My family's conditions are average and I can't help you with anything. Nowadays, girls are also very demanding. You have to rely on yourself to get a wife in the future.
Just take it if I give it to you. I am young and strong. I have education and ability, but I am afraid that I won’t make money and I don’t care.
Dinner is laid out. As usual, it was my mother's nagging time. I looked at the one who was dissatisfied and the one who wanted to be kicked. Finally, I sighed and said: Meng Qi, I don't ask you to support me in old age, but you are almost thirty, and you don't even have a partner. No, I'm worried. Xiao Ming, the guy next door, is several years younger than you. My son can now call me daddy. I know you are ambitious and unwilling to give in, but as you get older, your options will become smaller and smaller in the future. I am getting older and my health is not good. I don’t want to die without seeing my daughter-in-law
Seeing that my mother was getting more and more sad as she spoke, I coughed and said with a playful smile: Mom, this is not a problem. There are dozens to dozens of girls who have a crush on me. Of course I have to be careful.
Mom was immediately amused. He glanced at himself: He would brag about his ability and bring one back before the end of the year.
Yes, yes, I follow the Queen Mother's decree. He made jokes by himself and gradually softened the atmosphere of the dinner.
One is chatty and full of care, the other is silent and cares deeply in his heart, and the other is lively. Perseverance and filial piety formed a warm and beautiful family picture, which caught Meng Qi's eyes and made him feel ups and downs with complicated emotions.
I am moved, aftertasteful, and have a sour nose, but I can only be like an audience, quietly witnessing all this. There seems to be a gap in front of me, which cannot be smoothed out no matter what.
All this often appears in memories, but at that time, my mother rarely nagged her daughter-in-law. But now, I stand by and watch them enjoy their family happiness, but it has nothing to do with me anymore.
In the dream, I didn’t know that I was a guest.
Washing dishes, mopping the floor, and chatting, when Meng Qi from Earth returned to the room, his eyes suddenly shrank and his heartbeat accelerated because a familiar figure sat on the computer chair.
If he hadn't known that there were no mirrors there and the clothes were very different, he would have thought he was seeing himself.
Who are you? He blurted out with a horrified expression.
Then I felt the sound echoing in the room without leaking out at all.
Meng Qi smiled very faintly: Aren’t I you
His eyes glowed with black and white light, an ancient lamp illuminated the past and future, and the Third Ming King Wheel in his hand turned quietly, directly awakening Meng Qi's memory of this life in front of him.
Bit by bit, the past reappeared, and Meng Qi experienced his childhood and youth again, which was no different from his own memory. However, at the time of travel, Meng Qi's memory did not die. He was sent to the hospital, and later he understood that life Yi Shui quit his job and returned to the small county town to live close to his parents.
The Ming Dynasty turned around, and the memory went back further, and suddenly everything went blank. This Meng Qi had no previous life.
It turned out that this was the case. Meng Qi closed his eyes and figured out the cause and effect.
In order to get out of trouble, the Demon Buddha acted cautiously. After putting his self into Su Ziyuan's body, he created a brand new soul to replace Meng Qi. This soul itself had no memory, and was poured into it by the Demon Buddha, forming a new soul. With the same personality and behavior, and the same memories, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is Meng Qi in a sense.
After that, Yang Jian secretly replaced the pillars, took blood and kneaded the body, and replaced the physical body.
He has the self-awareness that he is Meng Qi, has complete and detailed memories, has the same three views, the same personality and the same hobbies, so people around him and even himself believe that he is me. Looking at the familiar facial features in front of him, Meng Qi suddenly had some realizations. What is me, what is he, and what is the unique mark that distinguishes himself from others? Genes can be copied, blood can be derived, opinions on something, and opinions on something. The feelings of some people or things come from memories and experiences. When other people have exactly the same memories and exactly the same experiences, who is me
This is the unique thing that Mr. Lu Da is talking about. This is the question that Qing Emperor is pursuing. Finding yourself, finding the real me, is the main link to improve the level of life. It is the key point of legend, creation, and even the other side.
Otherwise, there are countless others and selves in the world, and there are so many selves in the past and future, how can we know who I am
Meng Qi unconsciously left the room, walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down. Various realizations flashed through his mind, and many doubts arose. His mind was like the dark night outside. Sometimes he could see the moon and stars, but in the end he could not see through the darkness.
He did not hide his figure. The black and white cat first hid to the side, then peeked in, then seemed to smell a familiar scent, jumped over, and rubbed its head against his hand.
This friction lasted for several years.
Meng Qi touched the cat's head and sat quietly, admiring the dark night and thinking about who I am. His whole body seemed to be shrouded in darkness.
The unique me comes not only from my personality and experience, but also from the so-called true nature, innate nature, and initial imprint. This is why I and I can always be connected.
Unconsciously, the rooster sang, the east became white, and the morning light illuminated the sky, illuminating the fog in Meng Qi's heart. He felt that his internal organs became lighter, gradually rising above the world, not far from the gods.
At this moment, the door to his parents' room opened, and his father walked out and walked to the bathroom in a daze.
Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw Meng Qi sitting on the sofa. He paused and said, "What your mother said yesterday made you worried so early."
With a familiar tone and concern, Meng Qi pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and said with a low smile: "Your son is heartless, how could he be so obsessed with playing games? He stayed up all night, come out for some air."
For me, this kind of question and answer has been separated for more than thirty years. There is no need to envy the warm scene I saw last night.
You. Dad shook his head and walked into the bathroom. When he came out, he saw Meng Qi holding some green plants in his hand.
Meng Qi smiled and handed it over: Dad, this is the arm, er, branch of the nearly mature isatis root. It can cure all diseases. I bought it online, but it must be genuine. You use seven bowls of water to make soup and mix it with ordinary isatis root. To share the medicinal properties, drink half a cup every day and you will no longer cough.
Dad Banlangen, who was about to become a man, sneered. His son was just talking about running the world, but he was just filial, which was gratifying.
He took the isatis root, hummed a tune, and walked back to the room.
Meng Qi stood in the pale morning, watched quietly for a long time, and left home.
The fake Meng Qi always felt strange when he woke up. He turned to look to the side and saw a piece of paper on the computer table, pressed with a strange metal sheet.
He picked up the note and looked at it. There were a few words written on it:
From now on, you are my brother.
Mom and dad are getting old and it’s not easy to bother them anymore. Give them more nourishment and the medicinal materials will be passed on to you.
If you have something to do, use the all-realms talisman.
Meng Qi was confused and at a loss, what kind of brothers and what kind of talisman of all realms
At this moment, his phone rang, and he answered it casually, and heard a sweet voice that he could not forget: Hello, Meng Qi
Cai, Cai Yang Mengqi is happy and surprised, why are you thinking of calling me
I asked several people to get your phone number. Thank you for your advice yesterday. I want to treat you to a meal. Well, if you don't mind, I have a friend who wants to ask you for help. Cai Yang said a little unsurely.
OK, OK. Meng Qi didn't hear the rest of the words clearly at all.
Walking up the stairs, Meng Qi met a neighbor he had known for many years. He had accomplished nothing, but now he seemed to be in high spirits.
Xiao Meng, my neighbor’s brother sincerely said hello to me so early today.
Meng Qi nodded: He is getting older and his health is not good anymore, so he must start exercising.
The neighbor's eldest brother hummed and suddenly came over: Xiao Meng, have you heard of it
Has he started doing Amway? Meng Qi cursed.
The neighbor brother continued: Have you heard of the Wusheng Old Mother
Er, Meng Qi cast his gaze on his face. .