Seeing Liusu like this, Chen Cheng stopped being pretentious and slowly lay down on the sofa, resting his head on Liusu's thighs and began to enjoy Liusu's lap pillow.
Gently stroking Chen Cheng's hair, Liusu whispered, "You should sleep for a while. I will wake you up when the time comes."
"Um……"
After a confused response, Shen Cheng slowly closed his eyes and his consciousness gradually sank.
…
When I opened my eyes, what I saw was a pitch-black cave.
Because of his night vision ability, the darkness of the cave had no effect on Shen Cheng.
This place... feels so familiar.
Shen Cheng patted his head and turned to look at the wall.
When the stick figures on the wall came into view, Shen Cheng finally reacted.
Isn't this the mural beneath the Sleeping Dragon Cliff in Kunlun Mountain?!
Is this a dream?
This idea came to Shen Cheng's mind the first time, but he always felt that something was wrong.
Because just last night, Meng Nian had a strange dream, and then she dreamed of this place right after that. Isn’t it too much of a coincidence?
Suddenly, Shen Cheng remembered something and quickly walked towards the depths of the cave along the mural.
Until a mural of a dragon head appeared before my eyes.
"really……"
After whispering softly, Shen Cheng took a deep breath, reached out and patted the mural: "Hey, old charlatan, are you there?"
“…”
The dragon head mural did not respond at all.
Shen Cheng fumbled around on his body and successfully pulled out his phone from his pocket.
Turning on the flash, Chen Cheng pointed at the dragon head mural and pressed the shutter button——
“Crack!”
“Ahhhh!!”
The two eyes of the dragon head mural suddenly lit up, followed by an old scream, as if Shen Cheng was bullying the old man.
"Who is disturbing me...huh? Is it you? You finally found me."
Chen Cheng, however, showed a look of joy: "Old charlatan, great, you are still alive!"
"Bullshit, I've been dead for a long time!"
The two eyes of the dragon head mural flickered, as if an old man was blowing his beard and glaring: "I am just a consciousness living in the mural now. Don't show that expression. I guess you will be the same as me after you die!"
"ah?"
Chen Cheng was even more astonished. Almost the same as this old charlatan? Wouldn't that mean he was conscious yet unable to move, suffering loneliness for countless years?
Isn't this too scary?!
Chen Cheng was a little panicked. He would rather he could be reincarnated, otherwise it would be too painful.
Sure enough, sometimes knowing the truth is not something to be happy about.
After sorting out his emotions, Shen Cheng sat cross-legged on the ground and started chatting with the old charlatan:
"Old charlatan, I thought you had completely disappeared."
"It's not so easy for a consciousness to disappear. What you saw disappear was simply me taking up residence in the little world I built inside you, and then falling silent again."
Hearing this, Shen Cheng asked in confusion: “Then why did you show your face only now?”
"Because only after the child's laws are fully completed can you fully align with her heart scale and see me."
"But I have already completed the laws of dream thoughts, haven't I?"
"This isn't something that can be accomplished overnight. After the laws are completed, there will still be a long period of integration. After the complete integration, the child will recall some of his memories from when he was still a scale."
The dragon head mural still likes to chat with people as always, and answers almost everything he knows to Shen Cheng.
After hearing how Chen Cheng and Meng Yi met, the dragon head mural was silent for a long time, and finally said slowly: "This is my dereliction of duty..."
Shen Cheng quickly asked: "What happened back then?"
"I... can't quite remember, but as you've judged, Earth was once invaded by an alien civilization. As a part of Earth, we fought alongside humans."
The eyes of the dragon head mural flickered: "What happened then... I can't quite remember, but it seems nothing good happened, hiss——"
Seeing that the dragon head mural seemed to be in a bad mood, Shen Cheng hurriedly said: "By the way, old charlatan, let me tell you something good. I have successfully destroyed the alien civilization device you asked me to destroy."
"Oh? Ruined?"
The dragon head mural was a little surprised: "So fast, where was it destroyed?"
“Mount Everest.”
“Mount Everest?”
"Uh...it's a very high snow-capped mountain in the western border, not far from Kunlun Mountain."
The dragon head mural fell silent again, as if it was thinking about something.
"Old charlatan, can you tell me now what the purpose of that alien civilization device is?"
Thinking of the moment when the alien civilization device was destroyed, the huge cave that appeared in the sky, and the black object that slowly squirmed in the cave, Shen Cheng couldn't help but ask.
"...Those are the necessary tools that alien civilizations need to invade Earth again."
"What?"
Shen Cheng's heart trembled, and he stood up quickly: "Then we must quickly destroy all these things!"
"it's useless."
The dragon head mural slowly said, "Only the Chinese devices, once destroyed, will have a certain effect on hindering their actions. As for the other devices, no matter how many you destroy, as long as one remains in the world, it will not stop their further actions."
"Then...are we just going to sit there and wait for death?"
Shen Cheng was a little confused.
"It's okay. Even I, an old man, have to admit that the strength of humanity united cannot be underestimated. All you need to do is contribute your best when danger strikes. That's enough."
The dragon head mural comforted Shen Cheng a little, and suddenly asked again: "By the way, did you encounter anyone similar to me on that Mount Everest?"
Thinking of Mu Bing, Shen Cheng nodded and told the dragon head mural about Mu Bing.
"Ice Phoenix..."
The dragon head mural's voice was somewhat bitter: "This guy is not bad. He left a complete body. But I don't know where his consciousness is lodged."
"Are you...really gods?"
Suddenly, Shen Cheng asked such a question.
Whether it was the existence of the Golden Dragon Ice Phoenix or the origin of the blood clan, Shen Cheng had always been confused about such a thing.
Do gods really exist in this world?
"God? Hahaha!"
Upon hearing this, the dragon head mural burst into laughter and asked, "What do you think those ant beasts think when they see humans?
We are not gods, and our relationship with humans is just like that between humans and ant beasts!"
The dragon head mural said this in a very arrogant way, but at the same time, it was extremely true.
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