Chapter 212 God's Descent 03
"elder brother."
"elder brother."
"What's wrong with you, brother?"
Yan Yin kept urging him, and Jiang Yuelu was awakened from his cold sweat. He turned around to meet a horrified face.
Yan Yin… Yan Yin’s face was blurred, like an unfinished product made of plasticine. There was no vocal organ on her face. The voice came from nowhere, saying to him over and over again: “Brother, what’s wrong with you, brother?”
Jiang Yuelu stepped back but bumped into the red carpet stage.
He turned his head and saw Yan Lu in her wedding dress. She bent down gracefully and looked down at him with a predatory attitude. "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Her face had no features.
People from the wedding came over one after another, some followed Yan Lu, some followed Yan Yin. Their faces were featureless, and they kept calling him brother, brother.
The repeated echoes spread throughout the auditorium, like the roar of a huge bell.
Jiang Yuelu's sweat dripped down his forehead. He subconsciously lowered his head to look at the black envelope in his hand. The admission letter, with five haunting characters staring at him, seemed to have grown a human face without facial features, and shouted with a playful smile: "Brother, brother!"
He threw the notice away and ran out of the auditorium without looking back.
The ground beneath my feet kept breaking apart, and the notice was like a dying alarm clock, awakening the real world.
The group of creatures with blurred facial features rushed out of the auditorium and kept rolling into the cracked ground, screaming and chasing after them. Jiang Yuelu did not dare to look back for a moment and could only keep running forward.
Finally, he saw a figure.
The sound of collapse stopped, and the scene was completely changed, turning into a bright and clean classroom. Jiang Yuelu looked at the person at the door and found that he actually knew this person.
This is who he is.
Himself when he was in his teens and still in high school.
Listening to the sound of reading in the classroom and looking at the nonchalant young version of Jiang Yuelu standing at the door, he suddenly remembered when this happened. Once in high school, because he had his birthday the day before, he slept late and couldn't get up. The next day, as soon as he entered the classroom, he was thrown into the standing position by the teacher as punishment.
The class was almost over and the old teacher came out. The younger version of him sincerely admitted his mistake.
Everything was just as he remembered.
Suddenly, with the place where he was standing as a line, another identical classroom suddenly appeared opposite the classroom. It was like a folded piece of paper with exactly the same graffiti printed on it. The classroom, the teacher, and even the young version of Jiang Yuelu were all replicated one by one.
There are subtle differences.
The young Jiang Yuelu who was replicated did not admit his mistake. His attitude annoyed the teacher, and he went to the office to continue being scolded.
It's a wonderful feeling.
Now there were two roads extending in front of him. On one road, he and the teacher were still at the classroom door; on the other road, he had already followed the teacher away.
The crisp sound of dominoes falling came to my ears.
Identical classrooms appeared one after another, and teacher after teacher performed different actions with him. A dazzling world yet containing certain rules slowly unfolded before him.
"Birthday?" One of the teachers shouted, "Your birthday wasn't yesterday. Are you still trying to fool me, Jiang Yuelu?"
Wasn’t my birthday yesterday?
Jiang Yuelu was a little confused. He felt that he was dizzy by this colorful world. He was born here, so of course he would remember the day of his birth. How could that day not be his birthday? He had celebrated this birthday for many years, so how could he remember it wrong?
The infinite teacher and the infinite Jiang Yuelu, their faces slowly blurred in the sunset, and finally turned into faceless people like Yan Yin and Yan Lu.
Then he knew that this place was also about to crack.
Jiang Yuelu took a step forward and continued walking forward.
Soon, he saw himself in junior high school... himself when he had just arrived at the Yan family... and himself when he first met the Yan family’s parents on the day he was adopted from the orphanage.
All the people's facial features became blurred and they became faceless.
All the scenes were shattered one by one, forcing him to keep moving forward.
He even saw the hospital where he was born and the mother he had never met... After the world split open, a dark passage appeared in front of him, with only a faint light at the end, where there was a door.
He pushed the door open and walked out, and found that this was another ward. The mother who had just become a faceless person was giving birth with all her might, and flesh and blood were growing on her face. If the death just now ended with the cracking, then this was a new life that returned to normal.
Everyone here has five senses.
He was born here, then came to the orphanage again, was adopted by the Yan family's parents again, and met Yan Fei and others again... An extremely similar cycle was played out before his eyes again.
Jiang Yuelu suddenly realized that if she cut all the high school classrooms she experienced in these reincarnations together, it would become the situation that made her dizzy just now.
So is there no end to these reincarnations?
What kind of world is this?
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The god floating in the air was bored and looked down lazily.
This is a very strange space, as if there is no concept of heaven and earth. If I have to make an analogy, it is like God holding a black telescope that is bigger than a city, and watching Jiang Yuelu in the mirror from afar.
He watched Jiang Yuelu immersed in a beautiful dream, watched him open the malicious notice, and watched his world collapse and split step by step.
"He's getting close to the answer, isn't he?"
This is not just God talking to himself; God is talking to people.
Without hearing a response, His face appeared again on the side of His head - God has no concept of turning his head, and eyes will grow wherever He wants to leave eyes.
The pair of eyes moved above the ears and stared at the bloody man next to the "telescope". A strange look flashed in his eyes, and his divine thoughts moved the man, who turned over.
Kong Zhuning, who was lying straight on the ground, was already seriously injured, but his eyes were still open, staring at the god above him with an immortal look. Seeing this, He laughed.
"Just now, your good friend died. I don't understand why his nephew would cry while holding a wheelchair."
The blood blurred Kong Zhuning's vision, and the questions squeezed out of his broken throat were unclear: "Why... why..."
"Why? Ah. You are still obsessed with the question you asked when you came in. But didn't I answer you a long time ago?"
He did answer, and his answer was to turn Kong Zhuning into a bloody man.
"Speaking of why... Actually, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to do these things." He sighed, looking very disappointed.
"My strength is very weak... You should know this best. I want to accomplish something, and I still have to rely on you... Kong Zhuning, this thing was done very well, I am very happy. After everything is over, I should let you live... right?"
"Why...you are...our...god...protector...should..."
"Okay, okay. Save your energy."
He helplessly turned the bloody Kong Zhuning over and said, "Fortunately I left you here to kill time. Jiang Yuelu's movements are too slow. How long will it take for her to find out?"
"Why?"
Seeing Jiang Yuelu reappear in a room in the mirror, He smiled sincerely like a human, "Oh, oh, I'm finally going to find out."
“I don’t know how painful it will be for you when you find out everything… Feel as much pain as you want, be sad, let despair grow all over your body, then…”
“The flowers are about to bloom.”
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He was in the living room of the Yan family.
The clock on the wall was ticking, and it was almost time for the younger brothers and sisters to finish school. Soon, Yan Lu's voice was heard at the door, and her silver bell-like laughter came in, and even Jiang Yuelu smiled.
"elder brother!"
Yan Lu, who pushed the door open and ran in, threw herself into his arms. He felt the warmth of the warm person, and watched Yan Yin and Yan Fei changing their slippers in the back. They also called him brother twice. Jiang Yuelu's heart slowly calmed down. The three children had facial features.
Every face was full of energy as they told themselves interesting things that happened at school today.
Jiang Yuelu listened while not paying attention and glanced at the TV cabinet opposite.
The Yan family's TV cabinet was reflective and had been wiped very clean. The four people reflected in the TV cabinet had their facial features and expressions clearly visible. Jiang Yuelu looked at one of the figures and stopped.
"What's wrong, brother?"
Jiang Yuelu didn't know how she asked, "Why do you call me brother?"
"Because you are my brother."
Jiang Yuelu's voice was trembling. "I don't even have a face. How can you recognize who I am?"
"Because Jiang Yuelu is my brother."
Jiang Yuelu is going crazy.
He stood up, rushed into the kitchen, took out a knife, and slashed his face hard. The sharp pain was no match for the torment in his heart. Soon his face became a bloody mess. He rushed to Yan Fei and others and shouted, "Can you still recognize me like this? Can you still recognize me?"
"sure."
"You are my brother."
"Yes, Jiang Yuelu is my brother."
Yan Lu smiled sweetly, and he threw away the knife in despair and screamed.
His shouts broke through the living room, and the entire space suddenly exploded, twisting and spinning above his head. He didn't know how long he squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, and then he raised his head again. This time, it was no longer Yan Lu and the others standing in front of him, but two people who could not be here.
Vice President Tong, President Kong.
Between them, there was myself lying.
Jiang Yuelu had become numb to the endless appearances of himself here, but this time, he suddenly felt something different. This him was different.
He stared straight at himself.
Seventeen or eighteen years old, seriously injured, eyes tightly closed.
He had seen this himself.
In the exam that just ended, he went back to the time before the Ghost Festival. He picked up Xia Yi in the attic of the Jiang family and gave him a name.
The man who met Xia Yi was this age.
Kong Zhuning raised his hand to cover Jiang Yuelu's face. When he put his hand down again, Jiang Yuelu was no longer seventeen or eighteen years old. He had become the face he was most familiar with. He looked at this face in the mirror every day.
Dean Kong: "There is no time. Jiang Yuelu is seriously injured. I have heard the oracle. If we want to cure him, we have to send him to your examination room."
Vice Dean Tong: "But this examination room has just been tested, there are many problems, no one knows what will happen after entering..."
Dean Kong: "I don't care about that. If we don't send him in, he will definitely die. If he dies... no one will be able to contain the ghost cave - you know! That ghost, that fallen angel, the consequences of him escaping into the ghost cave... After this battle, our academy is no longer able to compete with them..."
"I know, I know...Okay!" Vice President Tong seemed to have made up his mind.
"This exam room is a modification of the small world of [All Things Grow] that I created. It is different from other small worlds and is not suitable for students to practice. This exam room has no fixed past. Every second is a new future...Isn't it hard for you to understand this?"
"Forget it. Just think of this as a world where your wishes come true."
Vice Dean Tong said with emotion: "God is right. If we want to repair Jiang Yuelu's broken soul, [Life of All Things] is the most suitable place. He must experience living here over and over again, so that he can strengthen his inner beliefs and nurture his already annihilated soul..."
He watched as Vice Dean Tong dug some mud from the ground and molded three little people. Dean Kong smiled and said, "In ancient times, Nuwa created humans, and now you——"
Vice Dean Tong: "This is extremely treasonous. How dare you say such a thing?"
"Since we want him to experience what it's like to be alive, he needs to have important interpersonal relationships. So, let's give him a sadder beginning... For example, being abandoned by his parents and growing up in an orphanage."
"But things will go smoothly afterwards... For example, being adopted by a wealthy family..."
"He must have someone he cares about. People cannot be without feelings. This way he will get better faster...Friendship? Love? No, it should be family..."
…
Jiang Yuelu couldn't hear what they were saying at all.
He only saw the three little clay figures growing as soon as they landed on the ground, rising higher and higher with the wind, and soon they turned into two boys and a girl. They did not have the experience of growing up like himself, and they were the age and appearance of those who were burned to death from the beginning to the end.
All things are born to heal themselves.
Now the three of them came to him.
This seventeen-year-old Jiang Yuelu is the same person as in the past, there is no doubt about it.
Because he was not watching from the same place now, but had returned to the origin of all this, returned to his own body in the past. When he opened his eyes, he could still see Vice President Tong and President Kong walking away.
His eyes were fixed on three familiar yet unfamiliar faces. It was clearly a pleasant encounter, but he shed tears. Yan Lu asked in confusion, "Brother, why are you crying?"
Because your brother can never find you again.
Because you who grew out of mud have never existed in this world.
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