But, Cheng Shi is just a fool?
And on the stage of Sandles...?"
“…”
Originally, Longjing had a serious expression on his face, but when this topic was brought up, the two clowns became defensive.
Fortunately, Li Jingming was comforted that at least he had remembered an interesting memory, and it seemed that he could remember another one.
He looked at Longjing with a strange expression and suddenly asked, "The guidance given by that foolish play, that time hand that I have never heard of...?"
“…”
Long Jing waved his sleeves and left. He couldn't waste any more time with this annoying Dragon King.
His time is valuable.
But after taking two steps, he turned around with a dark face and stretched out his hand towards the Dragon King.
Li Jingming understood and condensed the memories of what he had seen into props and stuffed them into Longjing.
Long Jing turned around and left without saying a word. Li Jingming looked at Long Jing's departing back and smiled knowingly. Then he quickly restrained his smile and recited the prayer of [Memory] with a serious expression.
Perhaps because it was very easy to resonate with the power of [memory] in the garbage dump of memory, before the prayer was finished, a surging wave of [memory] hit Li Jingming, sweeping him into the sea of memory and pushing him into the palace of [memory].
【Memory】Collection.
When Li Jingming opened his eyes again, he found that his benefactor was hanging above his head, looking at a corner of the museum, where the unclear painting was located.
Seeing the believer wake up, his eyes, filled with vicissitudes of life and history, said quietly:
"I never realized that within the collection I built with my own hands, there were memories I had forgotten.
The deceiver is probably [Fraud], and only He can deceive my eyes.
But why did He suddenly take away this power after deceiving me until now, allowing me to feel the existence of this memory again?
I sensed the fluctuations of [Nothingness] and the drastic changes in the void, but I couldn't see clearly what was happening inside. Just like what was happening in front of me, I couldn't see clearly what kind of past that memory described.
Is your visit related to this matter?"
Li Jingming stood in the Tibetan hall with neither arrogance nor servility, bowed respectfully and said:
"yes."
He did not rush to seek help from [Memory], but instead dedicated the memory of the trial he witnessed from Longjing to the benefactor in front of him.
Those weathered eyes looked down, a flash of azure light in them, and the scale of history became heavy again. He already knew the purpose of the believers' visit.
"Outer Gods...
It turns out that His coming taught existence to deceive itself.
No wonder [Time] no longer has time. He is protecting this starry sky and this [existence] that [Origin] never cared about.
I understand, you can leave now."
“!!!”
Li Jingming's expression finally changed. He hadn't expected his benefactor to react this way. After seeing that [Memory] didn't seem to react as violently as he had expected to the "invasion" of the foreign gods, he said anxiously:
"Shouldn't you join hands with Time to restore the glory of Existence and, together with the gods, drive out the Outer Gods?"
"The glory of existence?" Those weathered eyes fixed with a hint of self-mockery, "Existence still exists, and that is the glory of existence.
Time will not do anything in vain, and its attitude... is my attitude."
"But you are [Memory]!"
"I am only the appearance of existence, and time is the essence of existence.
Since He has sent the clown before [Destiny], the affairs of [Nothingness] will naturally be resolved by [Nothingness].
[Fraud]... has fallen, and you can return to the right path of [Memory].
As he spoke, [Memory] dissipated above the library.
Li Jingming looked at his benefactor who was leaving, and his heart suddenly tightened.
Three swords, one has been broken.
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