Ten Days End

After Wei Yang finished speaking, he lowered his head to pick up his watering can, stuck the pitchfork into the ground, walked forward a few steps, and pushed Qi Xia away with his dirty palm.

"It's late today." Wei Yang turned around and glanced at the three people with his cunning eyes, "Do you want to stay for dinner? There is a young girl who was dismembered yesterday. After a day, the taste is still good."

Hearing this, Qi Xia's face darkened again, and after a while, he asked:

"Wei Yang, did I ask you to do all these things?"

"Ha, that's not the case. I just have my own preferences." Wei Yang smiled and stretched, "When I was doing fraud abroad, I often thought of an old word in novels and storybooks, called "retreat to the countryside". At that time, I thought, if I could retire and live a self-sufficient pastoral life, how comfortable would it be?"

Chen Junnan looked at the broken limbs all over the farm and frowned and asked, "So this is your "countryside"? "

"Yes, but not entirely. "Wei Yang shook his head, "Ordinary rural life can only grow vegetables and water them. If you are more luxurious, you can raise some cattle and sheep... That is not the "rural life" I dream of. It can only be here. Here I can do whatever I want. I can kill people if I want to, abuse people if I want to, and I can even bite off the broken limbs of young girls... Do you understand?"

"I can't understand it." Chen Junnan and Qiao Jiajin said in unison.

"Save more memories, and you will understand it." Wei Yang said indifferently, "Here you can do anything you dare not do in the real world, because you may not remember it, and others may not remember it either."

"Don't lie to yourself." Qi Xia interrupted coldly, "Then you can keep the broken limbs to bite yourself, we are no longer the same kind of people."

"Hahaha..." Wei Yang, who was about to enter the door, laughed again when he heard Qi Xia's words, "Aren't we the same kind of people? We are all "sheep"..."

"But I am a "real sheep". Qi Xia said, "What about you? "

"Interesting..." Wei Yang turned around and said in a very weak voice, "I am also a "real sheep." "

Qi Xia frowned for a moment, but the next second Wei Yang turned around and entered the room, closing the door heavily.

Wei Yang is indeed a real sheep.

Chen Junnan and Qiao Jiajin were a little confused at this moment. They agreed to come to Wei Yang to talk, but the conversation between Qi Xia and Wei Yang was too obscure and they couldn't understand it at all.

Qi Xia frowned when he saw this scene, turned around and said to the two of them: "Let's go, hurry back before dark."

The two of them saw Qi Xia's expression and naturally knew something. They knew they could be confused as long as Qi Xia understood.

Qi Xia led the two of them on the way back, and suddenly turned his head and asked: "Chen Junnan, when I was thinking before... would I touch my chin?"

"Before...?" Chen Junnan thought about it carefully, "Don't say... Don't say... It seems that I really didn't! Although you often use your brain before, you have all kinds of styles, not just touching the chin. "

Chen Junnan pondered his distant memories, and even he himself could not remember when Qi Xia started to like touching his chin.

It seems to be from this meeting seven years later?

Qi Xia listened to Chen Junnan's words and knew that there were two problems to be solved now.

In addition to "touching the chin", there is also "real sheep".

Through this brief contact, Qi Xia knew that he and Wei Yang had similar ideas.

In other words, since the other party threw out the difficult problem of "touching the chin", it means that the other party believes that the current known conditions are sufficient and the accurate answer can be inferred.

Now it happens that the road is long, enough for Qi Xia to list all the conditions.

I didn't have the habit of touching my chin before, but now I have it, and it is very likely that this habit was also learned from Wei Yang.

In this way, the result is obvious.

Qi Xia spent a few seconds connecting all the clues one by one, and his expression became gloomy again, and even his eyes were full of sadness.

Sure enough, as long as you start exploring, every path will lead to this answer.

Qi Xia even forgot who Wei Yang was, but he always made this action subconsciously, which means...

Some things engraved in the subconscious will not be forgotten after rebirth.

Once this conclusion appeared, countless clues in Qi Xia's mind were connected together at this moment, just like the circuit connected to the power supply for the first time.

It is estimated that even Wei Yang did not expect that Qi Xia had already come up with the answer within ten steps.

But how could Qi Xia believe this shocking answer?Case?

If he can control his subconscious, it means that he has anticipated this problem a long time ago, so he will improve himself in every experience.

Isn't all the "roads" he laid for himself before the best proof?

He will engrave all the knowledge in his mind over and over again, hoping that one day in the future, this knowledge can save his life in his subconscious.

He will try again and again and fail until he can succeed.

As long as he doesn't die completely, there will always be some things in his subconscious that can remain, whether it is knowledge or habits, whether it is memory or...

This is what Wei Yang wants to express.

"Something that can be left behind..."

The figure in the pure white dress popped up in Qi Xia's mind.

"Yu Nian'an, are you just a trace of my thoughts... or half of my life?"

Qi Xia only felt his mind buzzing, and everything he had always insisted on almost collapsed at this moment.

Yu Nian'an, including those strange memories... Could it be that my past self, using some method, engraved them into my subconscious one day?

Even if it doesn't work once... what about many times?

After repeated brainwashing and hypnosis, can I forge a realistic memory?

"So there is no need for any "echo" and "magic"..." Qi Xia looked at the sky and smiled bitterly, "I don't need those things at all... I can force myself into a desperate situation..."

"Liar... what's wrong with you?" Qiao Jiajin felt a little strange. Qi Xia had been talking to himself since just now.

"Old Qi, are you okay?" Chen Junnan also asked, "Are you scared silly by that crazy Wei Yang?"

"I was scared silly...?" Qi Xia's bitter smile seemed to be printed on his face, making him unable to think at all, "Qiao Jiajin, Chen Junnan... why do you think we have to escape?"