Chapter 48

When one has cultivated merit to a certain degree, one will enter the stage of meditation. The meditator will experience 49 illusions of merit in his sleep. These illusions may be real or imaginary, true or false. Each one is a spy of the heaven on the "greed, anger, ignorance, hatred, love, evil and desire" in the practitioner's heart.

The lucky ones may be able to find some signs about the future, but whether these signs will "really happen" or "just a false alarm" depends entirely on the practitioners themselves.

The illusion suddenly shattered.

Another illusion followed.

I don't know how many days and nights have passed, but I have already passed through more than 40 illusions of merit. However, these illusions are from past lives and present lives, and I often can't tell where I am and whether it is real or a dream.

In some illusions he will meet Fu Qing.

Fu Qing was full of vigor and vitality in the military academy, Fu Qing commanded the country on the battlefield, Fu Qing was whipped and insulted by the hero, Fu Qing swallowed ore on the desolate planet, Fu Qing was cautious in every step after rebirth, and Fu Qing was tortured by nightmares and mental sea all day long...

Yu Xie frowned and sighed, pressing his palms on his chest. He was tired of these illusions which made him feel more and more painful the more he looked at them. He only wished he had known each other earlier and protected each other, so that the each other could just be a happy little insect under his wings.

He guessed that these were all plots from the original novel, but unfortunately he had read some of them and not others, so he couldn't tell whether they were true or false, nor did he know where this torture would end.

"Rest."

The other party uttered his name with a familiar cold voice. The tone seemed calm, but the ending was full of sneer and disgust.

Yu Xie suddenly looked up and found that the person in front of him was the Major General Fu he had been thinking about. At this time, the female insect was leaning on the chair with a pale face, her lips were pale, her face was gray, and her flax-colored hair was dull. If she was a little thinner, she would be emaciated.

"Fu Qing...?"

A flash of heartache appeared in Yu Xie's eyes, and he wanted to raise his hand to touch the other person's pale and thin face.

With a bang.

The sharp points pierce the flesh.

The male insect then realized that every piece of his flesh was tightly attached to the iron chair, and his body was entangled with alloy chains with spikes. If he moved at all, he would be stabbed and bleed.

"Don't move!" The female soldier standing behind Fu Qing shouted with a disgusted and hateful tone. It was obviously Fu Qing's adjutant Lu Lin.

...It's an illusion.

Yu Xie's expression changed and he looked around.

I found myself in a alloy prison with snow-white walls, but I didn't know when this illusion took place in the original novel.

Fu Qing in front of him waved his hand, signaling his men to leave. The military wives filed out, and only Lu Lin was left: "Your Majesty..."

His Majesty?

Yu Xia frowned.

"You go out too." Fu Qing said calmly, with a self-deprecating smile: "No matter how bad it is, I will not be hurt by a big, tied-up male insect. You and the teachers are overly worried. I am not that fragile."

"Yes..." Lu Lin withdrew helplessly and glared at Yu Xie fiercely before leaving.

The room was filled with silence.

Fu Qing was the first to speak: "Why are you so quiet today? Are you not going to scold me anymore?"

The female insect stood up, and her empty uniform made her look even thinner. "I've said it before, it's no use trying to die. I will torture you until the moment I die... This is the punishment you deserve, take a rest."

Fu Qing looked down at Yu Xie. There was no affection in his dark purple eyes, but hatred and contempt: "...I was wrong, I should have killed you long ago!"

"During the Winter War, you colluded with those rebels, and tens of thousands of female soldiers died because of you... You must atone for their sins here for every day they should have lived... until I die."

Fu Qing sneered and grabbed Yu Xie's neck tightly: "So don't worry, those new drugs of yours are nothing to me. I will try my best to stay alive and let you enjoy a few more days of torture. Even if I am going to die, I will smash you into pieces inch by inch and will never let you die so easily!"

Yu Xie's neck was pinched and his face was flushed. His already bruised upper body was forced to come into close contact with the metal thorns again, and bright red blood dripped down his clothes onto the ground.

"I'll listen to you..." Yu Xie took a breath in pain, but his expression was as gentle as possible: "...I will die with you...I can cut me however you want."

"Oh, is this your new trick?" Fu Qing frowned, as if he had heard a joke: "Using this method? Do you think I'm a fool?"

The male insect shook his head and wanted to say something, but unfortunately he couldn't utter a word because of the strong feeling of suffocation. His black eyes flashed like stars, staring at Fu Qing's face, and he didn't seem to care about life or death.

Fu Qing was burned by this gaze, and for some reason he let go of his hand subconsciously.

Were Yu Xie's eyes and hair this dark before? He also looked a little different... What was he supposed to look like originally? Fu Qing fell into deep thought, but found that he could not remember anything at all.

He removed the cold palm from his throat and took a deep breath, thinking that his wife was really cruel and ruthless in dealing with the enemies. But it was good this way, it was the right way to do it, and it should have been done a long time ago.

Fu Qing didn't say anything after letting go of his hand. He looked up and found that the other person was standing there with frowning brows and closed eyes. There were beads of sweat on his forehead. He looked like he was in a dream even more than himself.

This is...

During the break, I tried to touch the back of the other person's hand to see if there was something wrong with his spiritual sea, but unfortunately the metal chain was tied very tightly, making it difficult to even extend a finger, let alone his hand.

"Fu Qing..."

The right hand that had been pulled so hard was left with fresh bloody scratches, the wounds were long and deep, more horrifying than those caused by wild beasts.

After a break, he stretched out his right hand that had been stained with blood with great difficulty. But fearing that the other party might be disgusted, he could only use the relatively clean back of his fingers to carefully touch the other party's index finger.

The spiritual energy wanders, and the opponent's spiritual state is clearly visible.

It's simply...full of holes.

Compared to Major General Fu and the Insect Emperor at the prayer banquet, Fu Qing's condition was ten times more serious at this time. His entire body was filled with mutant energy. Everywhere he looked was dark, and there was no place that could be called normal.

The female insect's spiritual sea was shrunken and filled with mutant energy that was wreaking havoc. Yu Xie roughly guessed why Fu Qing suddenly stopped moving: it was because of pain.

Tearing pain, burning pain, and cutting pain occur repeatedly dozens of times a day.

Fu Qing frowned and endured it, biting her lips tightly, not wanting to be noticed by the damn male insect in front of her.

A cool breeze came up and suddenly interrupted the chaotic flow in the spiritual sea. As if it had encountered a powerful enemy, the dark mutant energy took only ten minutes to resist and then disappear. The remaining mutant energy seemed to be frightened and quietly huddled in a corner, lying still.

What is going on?

Fu Qing was surprised and looked at him.

Yu Xie breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you feeling better?"

He was restricted by the illusion and his spiritual energy was limited. At most, he could keep these things quiet for a while.

"Is it you?" A trace of doubt flashed across Fu Qing's eyes: "Yuxi..."

What tricks are you playing?

"I'm not taking a break." The male insect interrupted first.

Fu Qing paused and sneered.

Yu Xie sighed: "... Haven't you figured it out yet? There should be a big difference between him and me. No matter how good his acting is, can he help you heal your spiritual sea?"

He thought, you noticed it so quickly on our wedding night, why can't you see it now? Do I look a lot like your scumbag ex-husband?

Hmm? Looks alike?

Yu Xieshen became jealous and was concerned about the fact that Fu Qing could not distinguish between him and her ex-husband. He tried to pinch the female insect's fingertips, but as soon as he touched her, she pushed him away as if she was frightened.

Fu Qing's spiritual sea was severely atrophied, and it was normal for him to be emotionally unstable. Yu Xie was worried that he would accidentally touch the spikes on the chain, so he could only sigh and give up: "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything... I won't touch you, go sit for a while."

After each spiritual sea treatment, Fu Qing would feel dizzy and weak, but he would be fine after sitting for a while.

The female insect listened silently and stood still. He lowered his eyes and stared at the shadow of the prison. He whispered: "You say you are not him, how can you prove it?"

Yu Xie closed his eyes after hearing this. He would rather the other party not ask this question. There is truth and falsehood in the illusion of merit and virtue. Therefore, the more rational Fu Qing distinguishes, the more it means that he is not a simple phantom constructed by the heaven, and the more it means that Yu Xie's present is the reality that will definitely happen in the future.

So, in the future, Fu Qing will become the Insect Emperor, and be left with a body full of holes...

"Didn't you want to kill him after you were reborn? Why didn't you kill him?"

Yu Xie narrowed his eyes. If this was the original storyline, Fu Qing should have killed Yu Xie after his rebirth. Why was he in prison? If this was not the original storyline, and it was him who traveled through time on the wedding night, why would Fu Qing be so unfamiliar with him?

"You remember it, right? Fu Qing?" Yu Xie asked softly.

He tried to guess, but he wasn't sure.

Could it be that because I have walked through some real and real illusions, I left memories in the other party? That's why the other party didn't kill me before. That's why the other party said "I should have killed you earlier"...

If that's the case...

Yu Xie spoke with a heartbroken look: "You are his memory in the original novel, right? Is this the ending after his rebirth? I haven't read the rest of the story... He became the Insect Emperor, right? But he didn't live well... You..."

Fu Qing in front of him had eyes flashing, pursed his lips and said nothing, and the whole illusion suddenly shattered layer by layer like a broken mirror.

The female insect stood there motionless, neither saying yes nor no. His face became increasingly blurred, his figure increasingly scattered, and after a while, he turned into a sigh...

"...Go back. I miss you."

Rest...

Along with this sigh, the entire illusion was annihilated.

When he took a break and opened his eyes again, he was already in the familiar bedroom of the major general's mansion.

It took him several minutes to figure it out, and then he was sure that he had returned to the real world. He reached out and touched the side, but it was unexpectedly empty and cold.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Major General Fu was cold and ruthless in the illusion, but now that he finally came back, he found himself alone in an empty room... It was really...

Sad.

During the break, he opened the communicator and flipped through it again and again.

See, not even a word was left.

indifferent.