I said I'd go back in time

Chapter 89 The Contradiction of Memory

Jing Shiyu and Xue Rong stood aside, watching Lin Xing who gradually calmed down.

Jing Shiyu asked, "Lin Xing? Are you okay?"

Lin Xing, who was still lying on the ground, suddenly raised his head, and a terrifying murderous intent surged out of his body, shocking Jing Shiyu and Xue Rong who were present in a cold sweat.

But in Lin Xing's eyes, it seems that countless scenes of killing and being killed are still emerging.

The images of those life and death fights were displayed in front of him extremely clearly, even more profound and clear than his memories of rushing yesterday and the day before yesterday.

Regardless of whether it was the memories of plowing the land, chopping firewood, and hunting at the beginning, or the memories of being hunted down and killed by people, all the pictures from the first-person perspective came to Lin Xing's mind.

He didn't know when that happened or where it happened.

He can only know that it should have started when he was a child, because he saw a pair of extremely immature and thin palms.

And I don't know how many years of fighting.

Group after group of strangers he didn't know, one after another fighters whose names he didn't even know, Lin Xing only remembered fighting them again and again.

The instant recovery of these memories made him feel as if he had spent many years at once.

When he came back to his senses and looked at the house, Jing Shiyu and Xue Rong in front of him, he even had a vague and distant feeling.

"When did I have this experience?"

The blurred memory of my childhood in this world...

Childhood memories that surfaced at this moment...

Two irrelevant memories were circling in his mind at the same time, and the strong sense of confusion seemed to drive Lin Xing crazy.

He feels that both are himself, but the two selves have no connection and are completely different.

It was as if he remembered that he had eaten breakfast, but also remembered that he hadn't eaten breakfast. That weird sense of contradiction turned Lin Xing's sea of ​​consciousness upside down.

"Which one is me?"

"I can't remember..."

When Jing Shiyu's call came from his ears, he looked up, and the memory of the boundless killing seemed to make him want to kill.

"They're all going to kill me...I'm going to kill them all."

But just as he clenched his fists, Lin Xing froze there again: "She is Jing Shiyu, she didn't want to kill me."

"I can't take the initiative to kill, because... because..."

A sentence suddenly appeared in Lin Xing's mind, and he murmured: "I want to abide by the law."

But Lin Xing couldn't remember who said those words.

He just remembered that this sentence was very important, and he must abide by it.

But what is the content of the law?
"I can't remember..." Lin Xing held his head in pain, "I can't remember."

Seeing Lin Xing's dazed and painful appearance, Jing Shiyu asked nervously, "What's wrong with him?"

Xue Rong stroked his beard, frowned and said, "It's hard to say, but I'm afraid that part of the memory I recovered has some problems for him, making his condition worse, and even shaking his own cognition."

Jing Shiyu was puzzled and said: "Isn't it just to revive memory? Why is there such a big problem?"

Xue Rong shook his head and sighed, "If it just reminds you of what you ate yesterday, then of course it doesn't matter."

"But now, if you suddenly remember that your true identity is the last emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, living here incognito, what will you do?"

Jing Shiyu frowned and said, "How could I be the Emperor of Great Zhou?"

Xue Rong said: "Look, you can't accept this identity at all."

"He may be in a similar situation." Xue Rong looked at Lin Xing and said, "He may have awakened a memory that he cannot accept."

Jing Shiyu looked at Lin Xing who kept mumbling to himself, and asked, "Then what should we do now?"

Xue Rong said: "Let him rest and organize his memory well. If he is lucky, he will recover in a day or two."

Jing Shiyu said, "What if you're unlucky?"

Xue Rong shook his head: "Crazier than before."

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In the next few days, Jing Shiyu and the puppet girl took turns guarding Lin Xing's side, watching each other from time to time with their eyes closed and meditating, or suddenly talking to themselves.

Gradually, Lin Xing recovered little by little from the initial chaos.

Looking at the valley village in front of him, he thought to himself: "The reality is... I am in the village where Xue Rong lives in seclusion, which means that the person who came here to search for memories is the real me now."

"The one who plowed the fields and cut firewood from a young age, killed and was killed all the way, is not the real me..."

Lin Xing, who had gone through his memory for two days, came to this result.

But this is only the judgment he can make. In fact, quite a few memories of life and death fights are mixed in his mind, and sometimes he can't tell which death belongs to which memory.

In addition, a trace of doubt came to my mind: "However, in the memory of mastering skills since I was a child, I often go back in time. On the contrary, in most of my childhood memories in this world, there is no event of going back in time. "

"What if the me in the memory of plowing the field is the real me?"

"I have mastered the skill at such a young age, does it mean that I lived in the mirror world when I was young?"

"Then what happened to my memory in this world?"

Thinking about it, Lin Xing felt that he couldn't tell which one was the real him.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "The present world clearly records my life from childhood to adulthood."

He murmured: "So those plowing fields and cutting trees... are not the memories I really should have at all."

This memory recovery not only failed to help Lin Xing solve the problem, but instead made his memory of this world more blurred, and caused him to have a deviation in his self-identity.

He tried hard to recall the memories of this world, but found that these memories were becoming more and more unclear.

"When I was a child in this world, I should have been brought up by my parents. Apart from going to school and studying, I just went home to play...but what did I play?"

He scratched his hair in pain: "I can't remember."

He continued to think about other memories: "Who else taught me to obey the law? This is very important, you must remember it."

"Criminal law... I remember... It should be that killing people pays for their lives."

"Yes, murder pays for life."

Lin Xing snapped his fingers and thought: "If you don't kill me, you don't have to die."

He remembered how many times he had wounded and maimed opponents in the woods and fields, and then let them go many times.

Lin Xing nodded more confidently: "I remember it was like this, if you didn't kill me, just beat me up, and you don't have to pay for your life."

"But there are exceptions..." In Lin Xing's mind, there were many troublesome situations in which he was injured but did not die. It was a torture that took longer and was more dangerous than death.

He also thought of many pictures of people who wanted to capture him alive, and then all of them were beaten to death by him.

"I must remember more in the past, so what I did at that time should be law-abiding."

At this moment, Lin Xing felt that he remembered more law-abiding things: "If you want to capture me alive, that's worse than killing people, everyone deserves to die."

At this moment, a skirt appeared in his view, Lin Xing looked up and found a girl in a long skirt appeared in front of him.

The girl's face was cold, without the slightest expression, she said in a faint voice: "Lin Xing, do you remember me?"

Lin Xing thought for a while and said, "Master Bai, don't worry, I remember you."

Bai Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm really afraid that you will forget me."

Lin Xing smiled and said, "How could I have forgotten? You were the one who taught me the spirit vision skill back then."

The puppet girl turned around, turned to Jing Shiyu and Xue Rong on the other side, and said coldly: "Look at him, look at him? Is this all right?"

Jing Shiyu looked at Lin Xing and said, "Lin Xing, I taught you Spirit Vision, do you remember?"

Lin Xing was taken aback for a moment, then laughed the next moment: "I didn't remember something clearly just now, but now I remember, it was Miss Jing who taught me Spirit Vision."

Xue Rong on the side judged: "It's not a big problem, but the memory of the past is a bit blurred, and it shouldn't affect my future life."

However, Lin Xing shook his head and said, "That won't work. Even if I don't talk about the memories recovered this time, then I will have more and more memories in the future. Is there no way for me to manage my memories better?"

He also thought that Xue Rong had seen many forgotten memories in the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness. If he didn't find a solution, how would he check these memories?

Jing Shiyu also asked: "Is there no secret method or skill that can solve this problem?"

Xue Rong pondered: "This is not satisfactory, then I can only go to Taiqingmen."

(End of this chapter)