Everyone wants to survive, the left eye detects and the right eye kills

In Fang Tian's home.

Mother is busy preparing meals in the kitchen.

Fang Tian briefly chatted with his father. His father was always serious about words, so the conversation was a little awkward.

Seeing Fang Tian glance towards the study frequently, his father smiled slightly: "If you want to play, go and play."

Fang Tian smiled, walked into the study, and couldn't wait to open the familiar computer.

While waiting for the computer to start up, he tentatively called out the control screen and found that it was successful.

However, the control screen stayed on the main page, unable to be operated further, and the time was fixed at 7:15 pm.

It seems that what the abbot said is true. In this spiritual world, or in the illusion, the outside time stops flowing.

That's not bad. I can spend more time here and spend more time with my parents.

Thinking of this, the sadness caused by the death of my parents finally faded a little.

The computer has been started. Although there is no Internet connection, the stand-alone game can still be played.

Fang Tian became addicted to gaming instantly. He opened a game called "Black Myth Wukong" that was newly released last year and received great reviews, and started playing it.

After not playing for long, my mother knocked on the door and said with a smile: "Eat first, then you can play as you like when you are full."

Fang Tian scratched his head in embarrassment, paused the game, and went out to eat.

"Wash your hands first! How many times have I told you, you must remember from now on that diseases enter through the mouth!"

As his mother rambled on, Fang Tian's nose felt sour, he pinched his eyebrows, squeezed his eyes to prevent tears from falling, and went to wash his hands and eat as instructed.

There are simple home-cooked dishes on the dinner table. My mother is a typical housewife and does not know how to cook luxurious meals. But for Fang Tian, ​​these meals are more delicious than all the delicacies made with earth-level monsters as raw materials. .

After devouring the meal, Fang Tian helped his mother clear the dining table. While helping to clean, Fang Tian chatted with his mother who was washing the dishes.

While chatting, Fang Tian asked casually: "By the way, Mom, the day I was in coma, before I went out, you said you had good news to tell me. What was it?"

After asking this question, my mother did not respond.

Fang Tian turned his head in confusion, only to see his mother looking confused, and she even stopped washing the dishes.

"mom?"

Only then did the mother react and said with a smile: "It's been too long. I forgot. It's probably not important. Okay, I don't need your help here. You can go play games."

"Oh..." Fang Tian frowned and did not continue to ask.

After cleaning and returning to the room, Fang Tian opened the game.

But as he played with it, he felt something was wrong.

Why would you forget?

Logically speaking, this was good news that she didn't have time to tell her son before he died. It should be a pity. Why would she forget it?

Is it...

A terrible thought suddenly occurred in Fang Tian's heart.

Isn't he my mother?

But soon, he rejected the idea.

After all, it is a family relationship that dissolves in blood. If this person is fake, Fang Tian will be able to feel it immediately.

No matter which aspect you look at, the parents outside are exactly the same as in your memory, and they cannot be faked by others.

Soon, Fang Tian thought of a reasonable explanation.

When people experience great pain, they may temporarily lose their memory. This is also a protective mechanism of the brain.

Whether death is painful or not, Fang Tian has never experienced it after all.

But he can also understand that parents who have experienced death may indeed forget some things that happened very close to the time of death.

Maybe, the so-called good news is not that important, right?

Thinking of this, Fang Tian felt relieved and got into the game again.

But for some reason, while playing, he was always inexplicably anxious.

what happened?

What's wrong?

Fang Tian paused the game again, closed his eyes and meditated, recalling the conversations he had with his parents since entering here.

But after recalling it again and again, except for forgetting the good news, his parents were exactly the same as he remembered them. There was no difference at all, and there was absolutely no mistake!

So what went wrong?

Fang Tian simply pushed his memory forward and began to recall all his experiences after entering Beixin Temple.

Soon, he discovered some inconsistencies.

First of all, this temple is obviously a ruined temple that has been renovated.

The doors are all newly replaced, and they are extremely impressive.

But in contrast, there were fallen leaves everywhere inside the temple, which was obviously neglected.

Similarly, the abbot himself was well-dressed, but the quiet room where he lived was dirty and shabby!

Not only is it simple, but it is shabby, and there is even a lot of dust in the room!

Living in a room like this, how could the clothes be so shiny?

Even the Main Hall is like this!

The Buddha statue is bright and beautiful, but no one has cleaned up the ashes beside the incense burner. This is so unreasonable.

Or, the people behind the design of this task were perfunctory and designed haphazardly.

Either there is something wrong with this temple and this abbot!

Fang Tian took a deep breath and ruled out the first possibility.

The tasks and maps he experienced in this world were all in line with basic logic, which once made him feel that this world also existed.

Therefore, this extremely inconsistent contrast is definitely intentionally designed!

That means that the enemy in this level is probably the abbot.

Then, he might have bad intentions by introducing himself into this illusion!

Thinking of this, Fang Tian immediately wanted to escape from here.

But as soon as he got up, Fang Tian hesitated again.

What if I guess wrong?

After all, parents outside, no matter how you look at it, are real.

If you guess wrong, I'm afraid you'll never have the chance to get along with them again!

The abbot said that a wishing meeting can only be held at most once a day. Once you choose to leave here, you will not be able to come in!

Fang Tian gently rubbed his forehead, and after thinking hard for a while, he finally got an idea.

He walked out of the study slowly.

My mother had finished her work in the kitchen and was watching TV with her father in the living room.

Fang Tian walked over and sat next to his mother.

The mother asked curiously: "What's wrong, Xiaotian? Are you just going to play for a while today?"

Fang Tian smiled and asked, "By the way, Mom, I have something to ask you."

"go ahead."

Fang Tian said slowly: "It's like this. In the world I live in, you can use your previous property to obtain benefits. Don't you have some pension? I want to ask you, do you remember the passbook password?"

He told a little lie.

This rhetoric gave him a very good reason to ask for the passbook password, and his mother would not refuse. After all, they had passed away and money had no meaning to them.

However, my mother couldn't answer such a simple question.

Fang Tian instantly understood the reason behind this.

The parents in front of me are real, but not entirely real.

They are just the parents in Fang Tian's memory, so all their behaviors are exactly the same as in Fang Tian's memory, without any flaws!

But, again, Fang Tian doesn’t know, but what his parents know, the “parents” in front of him also don’t know!

In other words, this is a scam!

His parents might not be dead at all!

In this case, I must leave immediately!

Fang Tian stepped forward and hugged his parents tightly for a while, then faced his confused parents and raised his fingers to his mouth with red eyes.

Even though he understood that the parents in front of him were just the concrete products of memories, Fang Tian still felt extremely reluctant to let go when he thought of separation.

Finally, he made up his mind and bit his fingertips hard.

The excruciating pain made his eyes blur, and the familiar scenes in the room and the figures of his parents immediately blurred...