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"Another self?" Lian Meng suddenly felt chills behind him.

"Yes." The man nodded, "A person with exactly the same appearance, clothes, and even tone and demeanor."

"..." Lian Meng didn't respond, but felt that this matter became more and more ridiculous.

Wen Di saw his complexion suddenly changed, so she continued: "Actually, it is not quite accurate to say that they are exactly the same. Because the only thing that is the same is the appearance, but the past experience is somewhat different."

"How do you say that?" Lian Meng asked.

"The man remembered that he picked up a black-haired kitten outside before, but that 'self' had a white-haired dog with him. He was naturally afraid of dogs, so he definitely wouldn't be so close to that puppy. "

"so……"

"That's why he guessed afterwards that the 'self' was not a ghost or an illusion, but the self in another story."

"In another story?"

Lian Meng had never heard of such a thing.

And, if it's all "just another story," it doesn't count as "doing it all over again."

Wen Di poured another cup of tea, his mouth seemed a little parched, and he kept drinking the water in the cup.

On the contrary, the monk named Shi Xin sat quietly on the side all the time, only gently stroking the rosary in his hand, and never spoke.

Lian Meng glanced at the two men, and after taking a breath, he continued to ask: "So, you found some strange houses and some strange people. What happened after that? What happened?"

"After that..." Wen Di put down the cup in his hand, "That disciple suddenly remembered that he once had a dream."

"Dream?"

"Well. A few days ago, he often dreamed that he was playing with a white dog. At that time, he didn't care about it. He only said that dreams are always opposite to reality, but now it's a bit strange to think about it."

"strangeness?"

"Hmm. It's as if what happened behind that door was conveyed to him through a dream."

"..." Lian Meng was dumbfounded.

He seemed to think of something, but he didn't dare to really think about it.

"So there was a guess at that time... If they can see what happened in other huts, then in turn, wouldn't those people also be able to see what happened to them?" Wen Di poured another cup of tea, but didn't immediately Picking up the cup, "but guesses are just guesses after all, until one day, they heard a knock on the door in the long corridor, and they didn't understand what was going on."

"Knocking on the door?" Lian Meng frowned, "Who is it?"

"You." Wen Di raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Or, it's a certain 'Lian Meng'."

"what?"

"He said that when he walked to the trail outside, he felt a little familiar, so he walked along the mountain road."

"..."

"Qinian was very surprised when he saw him, but that person regarded him as a stranger."

"He... doesn't know Qi Nian?"

"Well, he said that it was the first time he went down the mountain, and he had never heard of Qi Nian's name before. After we talked, we learned that it was because in the place where he came, there was no son of Qi family, only one A lady named Qi Zhirou."

"Miss..." Lian Meng murmured.

He suddenly understood what the phrase "another story" meant.

Wen Di raised his cup and took another sip of tea.

Lian Meng looked at him, took a light breath, and then asked again: "So... I am the same as him, is it some 'Lian Meng' who came to knock on the door?"

"No." Wen Di put down the small white porcelain cup in his hand, looked up into Lian Meng's eyes, "You are different from them."

"What's the difference?" Lian Meng raised his eyebrows.

"The experience of those people is very different, and they can't beat one of them. Except for those who don't have Qi Nian, there are even some 'Lian Meng' who are just weak scholars and don't know a little bit of martial arts."

"..."

"Besides, those who knock on the door are not all 'you'. Sometimes it is Qi Nian, sometimes it is your junior brother, and sometimes it is just some ordinary people who have nothing to do with it. However, most of them have a What they have in common is that in their stories, the civil strife of the Celestial Silkworm Sect has already happened."

The meaning in that person's words is probably not saying that everything has happened and there is no possibility of change.

It's just that Lian Meng couldn't figure it out, since there was no way to change it, why did he say "do it all over again"?

"At that time, everyone only felt that this place was weird and unpredictable, but they didn't think about what to do with it. But at this time, a disciple stepped forward."

"disciple?"

"Yeah." Wen Di nodded, took another sip of tea, and continued, "That's a junior disciple in charge of cleaning. He said that he hadn't seen these door shadows when he came here to clean up."

"What do you mean?" Lian Meng's face turned cold, "Could it be... those doors popped up suddenly?"

Wen Di nodded, then raised his chin, pointed to the wooden door behind Lian Meng, and said softly: "Actually, the place you just came in also 'appeared out of thin air'."

"..."

"No one knows the reason, only that it appeared suddenly after one night."

"And you went in?"

"That's natural. But that place is too weird, the elder doesn't agree to put people in danger again, so he only sent a few disciples to take a look around not far away."

"What did you find?"

"Those disciples reported that the scenery inside is not like any place before. The surrounding area is empty and lonely, and there is no one."

"So..." Lian Meng's heart trembled, as if thinking of something.

"So that's where it didn't start."

"..."

"After knowing this, Mr. Qi disappeared. The one who disappeared together was you who was dying."

"he……"

"He probably went inside. The elder wanted to send someone to look for him, but who knew the door couldn't be opened."

"How could this be?"

"No one knows why. Later even the ones in the corridor couldn't be opened."

"..."

"They thought of many ways, and even wanted to destroy them completely, but the shadow of the corridor door remained unchanged. The elder had no choice, so he had to send someone to stay here to see if there would be any changes in the future."

"Have you waited for that 'variable'?"

"It's over. Although it was a long time later. At that time, another disciple heard someone knocking on the door again. He hurried up, but he didn't expect the door to open. It's just that the person who came was not you or praying for the new year, but ..."

"Poor monk." Shi Xin who had been silent for a long time finally spoke.

Lian Mengwei looked over in astonishment, only to see the monk nod towards him, and then continued: "I passed by Qianyue Town that day, and at night, I felt something guiding me, so I followed the path in the mountain. Arrived here."

"The one who opened the door was a brother of mine. They chatted all night, and they probably knew something about it. But the matter was still unclear, so I asked me to call more disciples from the sect to enter the door the next day. Search carefully."

"Have you found out the result?" Lian Meng raised his eyebrows and asked.

"There are some eyebrows."

Wen Di was not in a hurry to continue. He glanced at Lian Meng and asked suddenly, "Do you still remember the speechless man you met in the door?"

"You mean dumb seven?"

"Well. The story you experienced started when he died."

Lian Meng didn't understand what he meant: "What do you want to say?"

"He is Baizang, that is, Qi Nian."

"..." Lian Meng's face darkened, and he replied softly, "I know."

Wen Di seemed a little surprised, but instead of asking why, he continued, "Since you already know, it's much easier to explain."

He poured himself another cup of tea, then looked up at Shi Xin, and then continued: "This matter has something to do with both of you. The source of everything is because of the accident that happened in Xingmulin."

Wen Di said that before the story of Qingyang Baizang happened, the time there had been reciprocating.

Just like what the storyteller told him before, all this has happened several times.

But in those stories, none of the people had previous memories, so even if they could do it all over again, the ending could not be changed, and Lian Meng was doomed to die.

His death will bring everything back to the starting point, until one time he was seriously injured and was saved by a miracle doctor in the mountains.

The man's name was Mo He. Although he lived deep in the mountains and forests, he had excellent medical skills and a good hand in rejuvenation.

After Lian Meng was rescued by him, he healed his wounds within a few days, but his previous memories were gone.

The two got along day and night, and Mo He secretly fell in love with him, but at this time, Qi Nian finally arrived.

But at that time, he was already mentally and physically exhausted, and in the end he couldn't bear the provocation and left in a cold heart.He walked east along the mountain road, passing through Qianyue Town, and finally arrived at Lianyin Gate on the east side.

After Lian Meng regained his memory, he was murdered by Mo He, but after he passed away that time, things changed.

Some people have previous memories, they vaguely remember what happened before, and they become more and more crazy; while Xingmulin escaped from this "foreign land", where the years are passing by normally, and they have become themselves. As for the corner of the dilapidated temple, it is even more miraculous, the dying old man was trapped in that corner, time stagnated at a certain moment and night, never going back and passing away.

"So..." Lian Meng suddenly felt his throat dry, "Shou Nanshan, Mo He, and the blind old man, and even the crazy one..."

He said, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a white-clothed monk sitting upright beside him.

"They are all people affected by that mutation." Shi Xin replied softly.

Lian Meng noticed that his hand holding the rosary trembled slightly, as if there was a wave in his heart.

"In short, everything is due to the accident in Xingmulin." Wen Di said softly.

Lian Meng nodded, but suddenly felt something was wrong: "But these things are in the past, how did you know? Could it be Mohe..."

"It's not him. I learned about it from one of my uncles."

It is said that after Mo He divorced Qingyang and Baizang, he met a disciple of the Celestial Silkworm Sect who happened to be here.

At that time, he poisoned Qingyang to death because of hatred, and broke his body into thousands of pieces.He was jealous at first, but later he regretted it.

"Does he regret hurting Qingyang?"

"No. He didn't regret destroying his limbs, he just resented that he didn't save his life. My uncle was the disciple who was the number one Gu technique at that time. Mo He saw that he was outstanding in Gu skills, so he coaxed him to follow him. There is a way to make a dead man stolen there."

"Cheating? Could it be that your uncle told him..."

"En." Wen Di responded.

At that time, Mo He had already deceived countless people by deceiving the world and stealing his name.

He always tells people how deep his love for Qingyang is, and how unswervingly determined he is, and most of them feel disapproved of him after hearing this.As he said, he had paid so much, it was because the kid named Qingyang didn't know what was good and what was wrong.But fortunately, that person was able to "rein in the precipice" and rejected the bad guy's kindness, finally fulfilling a marriage.

The story gradually spread.

The cruel and ruthless Mohe became a lover handed down for generations, but Baizang was notorious for many generations.

He and Qingyang finally became friends in the story he told, but no one would care about the truth.

And among those who believed the story was Wen Di's uncle.

When he heard Mo He talk about Qingyang's past, he was very sorry, and felt that he was also a person with the most affection and nature, so he told him the method of recasting the corpse.

However, Mo He wanted more than that.

He had killed some Celestial Silkworm disciples before, forcing them to hand over some Gu refining techniques.But he used it improperly, causing a lot of carrion to grow on his body, making him look like a ghost.

Therefore, in addition to coaxing the technique of refining corpses, he also had to use the body of a martial arts master with deep inner strength to refine Gu worms that can restore the body blindly.

There was no suitable candidate in the apricot grove, so Uncle Wen Dina was rejected.

"Later, he probably thought that my uncle was dead, so he abandoned him in the mountains and forests. But he never thought that when my uncle left the teaching, he planted a strange Gu on his body. Even though his internal organs It is broken, but still has a trace of spiritual consciousness, and can survive for several years. And all these things are what we heard from him when we followed you to the Xingshu Forest."

"The internal organs are all broken? He is still so cruel..." Lian Meng gritted his teeth.

"It is true. However, this is my uncle's own fault." Wen Di sighed, "When Mo He was still young, he was pretty and handsome. I was confused for a moment."

"Really?" Lian Meng smiled helplessly.

Although it can be explained with a few words, it is precisely because of his "moment of confusion" that dozens of innocent people in the apricot forest were turned into walking dead.

He sighed, and was about to ask something more, but he didn't think of an extremely ridiculous question.

When Mo He and Qing Yang first met, the miracle doctor was only 26 or [-] years old, but when they went to the Xingshu Forest, he was nearly a hundred years old.And Wen Di's uncle said that he survived with a breath of spiritual knowledge, so he...

Lian Meng suddenly panicked: "You said that this has happened many times... Then how long ago did the first story happen?"

"..." Wen Di was stunned for a moment.

He put down the cup in his hand, looked up at Lian Meng, waited for a while, and then replied softly: "It has been 170 years since then."