Chapter 71 I wish you a youth until death
"Who is she?" Zhou Ji noticed Si Teng's complex expression, and asked softly, "Is it your sister?"
Si Teng turned around, the dim light and shadow, the same face, as if walking out of a painting, said quietly: "Don't you think that the person in the painting is actually me?"
Zhou Jiwen laughed loudly, and said with a smile: "I'm not blind. Although you have the same appearance, your eyes and temperament are completely different. Although I don't know what the relationship between you is, but since you saw this painting The expression is enough to tell...you are not the same person."
Si Teng shook his head, his eyes showed a trace of relief and warmth, the corners of his mouth rose slightly but then collapsed, and sighed: "She is actually me, another me in this world..."
Zhou Ji didn't speak. He knew that what Si Teng needs now is a listener rather than a supporter. He has been sleeping for decades, time is changing, and time has passed. Si Teng must have a lot to say in his heart, and there happens to be a strange and silent audience.
"I remember that I told you during the day that I am a Biao tribe, but it is not entirely true." Si Teng said quietly, "At this time, I can only be counted as half a Biao tribe, and she is the one I split off from." The other half..."
"It's as if there is another self living in my mind. She has independent consciousness and independent personality. In the end, because of the conflict of ideas, she was forcibly separated from my body and became a brand new individual." Si Teng's tone became more and more low, and his tone There is a bit of sarcasm in it, "She got the deception that she knew was false, and I got another death that was betrayed..."
Schizophrenia.
This word suddenly appeared in Zhou Ji's mind. Although Si Teng didn't say the reason for the conflict of ideas, from her description, it did seem like a symptom of schizophrenia.
It's just that the people who suffer from schizophrenia are the Han race, a race that can split itself and become two independent individuals.
Seeing Si Teng gradually calm down, Zhou Ji couldn't help but finally said: "So, she killed you, and you want to find her now?"
"Only by finding her can I become my complete self, get rid of the shackles of the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead, and give it back to you." Si Teng nodded and said: "I still remember what you said in the daytime, if people treat me with sincerity, I will treat you with sincerity." Treat people with sincerity."
The corner of Si Teng's mouth raised a slight smile, and sat down gracefully on the left-hand seat in the hall, looked at Zhou Ji who was sitting next to him, and said aloofly: "We are neither masters and servants nor enemies. As equals and cooperative There are some things you need to know sooner or later, telling you in advance will also make you feel at ease, so as not to slander me secretly."
Zhou Ji curled his lips, and believed Si Teng's words for now.
According to the reminder of the square map, this world is a film and television drama called "Si Teng", and the woman in front of me is obviously the so-called "protagonist". If the half-demon protagonist wants to find another self, the process will definitely be full of twists and turns , Knowing it in advance probably won't be in a hurry and be at a loss when encountering variables.
Glanced at the seat under him, then at Si Teng sitting on the upper left hand, Zhou Ji laughed dumbfounded.
Such a proud woman doesn't know what she has experienced, she always wants to stand up and be the master.
If it was an ordinary person who saved her, he would probably be eaten to death by her.
At the same time, Cangcheng Mountain is located in Sichuan and Shu provinces thousands of miles away.
Located in a courtyard in a small alley, suddenly there was a loud noise, a town monument taller than a person in the courtyard exploded, and countless large and small stones hit the "Xingyun Pavilion" plaque with crackling sounds.
Even the 'Chuan Chuan Xiang' trolley in the corner was deformed by the smash.
Yan Furui shivered under the window and had been doing nothing for more than 20 years. He suddenly remembered the letter left by his master before he left.
"Si Teng, mutated in the Southwest in 1910. The white vine on its body is commonly known as Guisuo. It is a product of the Biao tribe outside the territory. It is poisonous, good at twisting, ruthless, and kills each other. Defeated, the same kind of tooth-cutting hanging door color change. Fortunately, in 1946, Xuanshi Qiushan destroyed Si Teng Yushen."
"If Si Teng is really resurrected, there must be a vision in Xingyun Pavilion."
Vision, what is the vision? Does it mean that the town tablet engraved with Dao patterns in the courtyard was blown to pieces, and there was a dark crypt under the town tablet?
Yan Furui didn't dare to go down to spy on the situation, so he had to search back and forth for various documents left by the master, trying to find the contact information of the Xuanmen sects and seek help.
The sky was getting brighter, and Zhou Ji sat cross-legged all night. When he got up, his muscles and bones creaked. He moved his stiff shoulders and knees, and sat in front of the door helplessly, looking at the town in the distance.
It is true that radiating true energy has significantly improved his strength, but it is not easy to practice. At least in most places in this world, it is difficult to feel the existence of nuclear radiation, unless it is a radiology department of a hospital, a nuclear power plant, or Chernobyl in the former Soviet Union and Fukushima in the island country.
Seeing Si Teng walking out of the room, Zhou Ji pushed the bread and water beside him, and motioned: "The conditions are not very good at the moment, let's make do with it, we have to stay in Dana these days, and it will be settled." You can take high-speed trains and planes only if you have identity issues.”
Si Teng shook his head, and said coldly: "I'm from the Han nationality, so I don't need to eat these."
"That's my negligence." Zhou Ji nodded suddenly, grabbed a handful of soil from his side and handed it over, "Here, you're welcome, there's still a lot here."
Siteng's plain gaze finally changed, and he looked at Zhou Ji coldly, as if thinking about where to bury him later.
Zhou Ji laughed loudly, patted the dust on his hands, got up and wanted to slip away: "I was just joking, don't take it seriously."
"You think you're very humorous?" Si Teng stretched out a vine from his fingertips, and lingered towards Zhou Jiji.
Zhou Ji tapped his toes, jumped onto the roof, sat on the eaves, and said with a smile: "Stop making trouble, there is business today, so don't delay."
"Don't make trouble?" Si Teng was not really angry at first, but when he heard Zhou Ji's words, his eyelids couldn't help twitching, and he sneered, "Some boys are teenagers until they die, and you are no exception."
What's the meaning?
Zhou Ji didn't know for a while whether this sentence was complimenting him or hurting him, but out of trust in Si Teng's literary temperament, he believed that this sentence must be hurting others.
After all, cultural people don't need dirty words to swear.
If you can't figure it out, don't think too much. You know the other party is hurting you, so why bother to delve into the meaning of this sentence.
Is the boy bad?
Be free and easy, maybe even become a magician.
"This is a world that is relatively unfamiliar to you and me. You have been asleep for more than 80 years, and I have been out of touch with the times for eight years. We all need time to get familiar with and adapt to this era." Zhou Ji pointed to the town in the distance , said faintly: "The first step is to start with the ID card!"
The double monthly ticket activity has started, ask for some monthly tickets, ask for some rewards...
(end of this chapter)