Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Darkness, chaos, and light are three categories of the spiritual world, based on the spiritual state of creatures, and can transform into each other in the subsequent construction process. When the source of the spirit changes, the spiritual world may retain the original construction, or it may be completely reset.

Moshe had never heard of such a case.

In the empty space, three categories coexist. Darkness goes through chaos and transitions to light. In simple terms, it is like an endless gradient from black to white.

As he flew away from the sea of ​​consciousness and gradually approached the inner world of the spiritual world, the scene in the bright area became clear for a moment, but soon disappeared without a trace.

My sight locked onto it quickly, but I only caught the afterimage before it dissipated. The pure and flawless water droplets slowly dripped down and gathered into a small puddle. What was reflected in it was——

Green water and green mountains, blue sky and white clouds, the sun and the moon shine together.

Flowers, plants, trees, insects, fish, birds and animals live forever.

Moshe was very familiar with this beautiful and harmonious scene of nature, and based on this alone, he came to his conclusion.

The light area was the spiritual world he created in his previous life, so the dark area was most likely the realm that his original body had not touched. As a transitional chaotic area, it was the product of the collision between light and darkness. It might be because he, an outsider, squeezed out an innocent soul, which caused the change.

Thinking of this, Mo Xie wanted to enter the chaotic area to explore. Passing through the steaming water vapor and the lingering white smoke, he had just reached the border when he suddenly felt dizzy and stopped. The small ball of light was tilting in the air, looking shaky.

It seems that we have reached the limit.

The ball of light drifted for a long time before it stabilized, then changed direction and slowly descended. It immersed itself in the sea of ​​consciousness, surrounded by bubbles and continued to sink.

Mo Xie opened his eyes in darkness. The four lights went out at some point, and the air was filled with a faint scent of incense, which was a perfect atmosphere for a good night's sleep. In fact, after over-exerting his mental energy, he did feel sleepy.

This is just the beginning. He needs to relax his whole body and mind, so that he can freely enter and exit the subconscious mind and continuously deepen the connection between the spirit and the body. After building the spiritual world to form a system and being able to circulate independently, he will breed a core and give it functions. This is equivalent to his clone in the spiritual world, a "second consciousness" that is completely subject to his personal will.

Thinking about this, he slowly closed his eyes. But after a few breaths, his consciousness was cut off and he fell into a light sleep.

Moshe had a dream in which he was being chased by something, running in endless darkness. The sound of wings flapping against the ground, sharp and piercing chirping, and hysterical roars were entangled in chaos, irritating his fragile eardrums.

He woke up from his dream, his eyelids blinking as if they had been active all night. As soon as his eyes closed and opened, his consciousness reconnected directly from the disconnection point, and the scene in front of him completed the replacement from night to day.

Not only did I not regain my energy, but my mind became even more dizzy.

What a terrible sleep quality, he thought.

"What's your name?"

The maid standing by the bed was a little surprised, but she still responded obediently: "Meimi."

"Pour me a glass of water, Meimi." Mo Xie stood up, rubbing his temple and said in a hoarse voice.

"Yes. Please wait a moment."

After the door was completely closed, Mo Xie first pulled the bed curtains together and then opened the wardrobe.

The ready-made clothes of similar styles are dark in tone, mostly black and gray, with a few bright colors mixed in. They are dress-like, with fine workmanship and luxurious decoration.

Mo Xie took off a black jacket and matched it with a white shirt. After a quick glance, he understood the structure and put it on easily. The overall shape of the clothes was well-fitting and the fabric was comfortable. This kind of clothing craftsmanship was rare even in the past when technology was advanced.

But this decoration is a bit awkward. Instead of buttons connecting the placket, a thin metal chain hangs in front of the body, and the slightest movement will make it make a sound.

In some cases, this can be fatal.

Without thinking too much, Moshe untied the thin chain, wrapped it neatly between his fingers, and tied a knot that would not easily come loose. After that, his eyes slowly wandered in the closet, reaching out to fiddle with the closely arranged hangers. When he saw several thin metal chains quietly hanging in front of the placket, a string in his mind slightly twitched.

The result is that the drawer is filled with a row of "rings" made of thin chains.

Very good. Mo Xie nodded with satisfaction.

At the same time, there was a knock on the door. "Master Mo Xie."

"Come in." Mo Xie walked to the desk and sat down, responding softly.

This looks like a glass of lemonade.

Taking the glass of pale yellow drink from the tray, his eyes fell on the fleshy slices floating slowly at the bottom of the glass, and he glanced at the little maid calmly.

She was nervous and scared, but she had to pretend to be calm. This kind of emotional expression was extremely profound, and it was not simply expressed in words. It was probably because the original body had done something incomprehensible.

"I want to know what happened before and after I fell into a coma."

Meimi lowered her head, her fluffy bangs covering her eyes. Her whole body was stiff, and her arms were stretched straight, as if she was trying hard to remember.

"Madam has seldom gone out since her return. She reviewed documents with the Marquis during the day and received guests from the palace. Occasionally, she would cook lunch herself, all of which were the Marquis's favorite flavors. Madam bandaged your wounds with her own hands last night, and she did not return to her room to rest until your condition stabilized."

"Anything else?" Moshe asked the maid who didn't answer the question. He was not interested in what the mistress of the castle did.

Meimi, whose body and mind were extremely tense, shivered a little, and then probably thought that her posture would cause dissatisfaction from the young master, so she relaxed the support of her knees, bent over tremblingly, as if she would kneel to the ground at any time.

"No, no more."

Silence spread in the silence, Meimi's expression was extremely tangled, and her hair was soaked with cold sweat. When she was about to kneel down, the young master who was sitting upright said: "Although it sounds incredible, this is what really happened."

"I have lost my memory."

What? Is this something I can listen to? The gentle attitude gave Meimi a little courage to raise her head. With an indescribable feeling, she trembled her eyelids and looked carefully at the young master she served.

what……

Because of the shock, Meimi was no longer in a state of shivering fear. She widened her eyes and sniffed the air quietly.

It's a smiling face no matter how you look at it.

The dark gloom that had accumulated between his brows disappeared without a trace, and his facial features relaxed like a completely different person. Under the sunlight, his light brown eyes were like a piece of crystal clear amber, rippling with sparkling light.

Master Mo Xie smiled calmly, his eyebrows slightly curved, the corners of his lips raised, and he said to her sincerely: "Meimi, I need your help."