Chapter 1104 I didn’t know I was a guest in the dream

Chapter 1104 I didn’t know I was a guest in the dream

The person who came in when he opened the door was wearing a plaid shirt, jeans, and white sneakers. At first glance, he looked like a single guy without a girlfriend to help him match his clothes. He was ordinary and could be seen everywhere, but that face and that aura made Meng Qi feel as if the surroundings were chilly. Feel.

It turned out to be another me!

Shouldn't he die in the rental house? It has been almost three years since the parents suffered the pain of losing their son, right?

The facial features carved out of the same mold seemed to be copied from one another, and even the breath was exactly the same. Even when he was emotionally excited, Meng Qi thought it was caused by stray fluctuations and did not pay attention to it.

He watched "himself" throw off his sneakers, put on slippers, go into the kitchen, grab half a sausage that had not been cut yet, and gnaw it. His mother gave him a hard knock on the head, and he felt that the scene seemed to reappear yesterday. , seems like fantasy and seems real.

The beauty of the memory played like a movie, but the one in the memory was no longer myself.

Who is true and who is false? Is the truth also false when it is false?

Did Mo Buddha or Yang Jian deliberately "create" another self in order to cover it up and not be noticed, or was there something else hidden?

He stood blankly in the living room, his figure hidden in the void, watching the warm homely scenes unfold one after another.

"I'm almost 30 years old, and I'm still in shape. Go, Gungun, bring out the dishes." My mother pushed "himself" who looked lazy.

"Myself" smiled and praised my mother's extraordinary sausage skills, then took out the prepared dishes, lowered my voice, and asked my father: "How much private money have you saved recently?"

Dad covered his pocket with a wary look on his face: "You little bastard, are you trying to steal your father's private money again? Is it easy for you and me? I have to save a few dollars every time I buy groceries to buy a pack of cigarettes. You have to use the old good cigarette box to put it in. Not only do you disrespect your father, you are always trying to get my private money. I really wish I didn’t have a daughter.”

"Self" said with a flattering look on his face: "Dad, let me ask you, are you so excited?"

As he spoke, he took out a wad of money and handed it to his father: "Stop smoking and buy some cigarette oil or something instead."

Dad had borrowed money and suddenly sighed: "I just said, keep the money for yourself. The family conditions are average and I can't help you with anything. Nowadays, girls have high demands. You have to rely on yourself to get a wife in the future." "

"You can just take it. I'm young, strong, educated and capable, but I'm afraid I won't be able to make money?" "Myself" said nonchalantly.

After dinner was laid out, it was Mom's nagging time as usual. I looked at the one who was dissatisfied and the one who wanted to kick her. Finally, she sighed and said: "Meng Qi, I don't ask you to support me in old age, but you are almost thirty. I don’t even have a partner, and I’m worried. Xiaoming, who lives next door, is several years younger than you, and his son can call you daddy. I know you are ambitious and unwilling to give in, but you are getting better with each passing year, so you will have room to choose in the future. I'm getting younger and younger, I'm getting older, and my health is not good. I don't want to die without seeing my daughter-in-law..."

Seeing that my mother was getting more and more sad as she spoke, "I" coughed and said with a playful smile: "Mom, this is not a problem. There are not a hundred but dozens of girls who have a crush on me. Of course I have to be careful."

Mom was immediately amused and glanced at "himself": "I know how to brag! If you have the ability, bring one back before the end of the year!"

"Yes, yes, I am following the Queen Mother's decree." "I" joked, gradually softening the atmosphere of the dinner.

One is chatty and full of care, one is silent and cares deeply in his heart, and the other is lively, persistent and filial, forming a warm and beautiful family picture, which caught Meng Qi's eyes and made his heart go up and down. The emotions are complex and difficult to describe.

I am moved, aftertasteful, and have a sour nose, but I can only be like an audience, quietly witnessing all this. There seems to be a gap in front of me, which cannot be smoothed out no matter what.

All this often appears in memories, but at that time, my mother rarely nagged her daughter-in-law. But now, I stand by and watch them enjoy their family happiness, but it has nothing to do with me anymore.

In the dream, I didn’t know that I was a guest.

Washing dishes, mopping the floor, and chatting, when Meng Qi from Earth returned to the room, his eyes suddenly shrank and his heartbeat accelerated because a familiar figure sat on the computer chair.

If he hadn't known that there were no mirrors there and the clothes were very different, he would have thought he was seeing himself.

"Who are you?" he blurted out, looking horrified.

Then I felt the sound echoing in the room without leaking out at all.

Meng Qi smiled very faintly: "Am I not you?"

His eyes glowed with black and white light, an ancient lamp illuminated the past and future, and the Third Ming King Wheel in his hand turned quietly, directly awakening the memory of this life of "Meng Qi before me".

Bit by bit, the past reappeared, and Meng Qi experienced his childhood, boyhood, and youth again. There was no difference with his own memory. However, at the time of travel, this Meng Qi's memory did not die. He was sent to the hospital, and later understood Life is fleeting, so I quit my job and returned to the small county town to live close to my parents.

King Ming's reincarnation, the memory goes back further, and suddenly it goes blank. This Meng Qi has no previous life!

"So that's it..." Meng Qi closed his eyes and figured out the cause and effect.

In order to get out of trouble, the Demon Buddha acted cautiously. After putting his "other self" into Su Ziyuan's body, he created a brand new soul to replace "Meng Qi". This soul itself had no memory and was infused with every bit of himself by the Demon Buddha. He has developed the same personality and behavior, and has the same memories. In a sense, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is "Meng Qi".

After that, Yang Jian secretly replaced the pillars, took blood and kneaded the body, and replaced the physical body.

"Has the self-awareness that he is Meng Qi, has complete and detailed memories, has the same three views, the same personality and the same hobbies, so people around him and even himself believe that he is 'me'." Looking at the familiar person in front of him With his facial features, Meng Qi suddenly had some realization, "What is me? What is he? What is the unique mark that distinguishes oneself from others? Genes can be copied, blood can be derived, one's view on something, one's view on something The feelings about these people or things all come from memories and experiences. When other people have exactly the same memories and experiences, who am I? "

This is the unique thing that Mr. Lu Da is describing. This is the question that Qing Emperor is pursuing. Finding oneself, finding the real "I" is the main link to improve the level of life, and is the key point of legend, creation, and even the other side.

Otherwise, there are countless others and selves in the world, and there are so many selves in the past and future, how can they know that I am me?

Meng Qi unconsciously left the room and walked to the sofa in the living room to sit down. Various realizations flashed through his mind, and many doubts arose. His mind was like the dark night outside. Sometimes he could see the moon and stars, but in the end he could not see through the darkness.

He did not hide his figure. The black and white cat first hid to the side, then peeked in, then seemed to smell a familiar scent, jumped over, and rubbed its head against his hand.

This friction lasted for several years.

Meng Qi touched the cat's head and sat quietly, admiring the dark night and thinking about who I am. His whole body seemed to be shrouded in darkness.

The unique "I" comes not only from personality and experience, but also from the so-called true nature, innate nature, and initial imprint. This is why he and I can always be connected with the original self.

Unknowingly, the rooster sang, the east became white, the morning light illuminated the sky, and illuminated the fog in Meng Qi's heart. He felt that his internal organs became lighter, gradually rising above the world, and he was not far away from the gods!

At this moment, the door to the parents' room opened, and Dad walked out and walked to the bathroom in a daze.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Meng Qi sitting on the sofa. He paused and said, "So early? Did your mother's words yesterday worry you?"

With a familiar tone and concern, Meng Qi pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and said with a low smile: "Your son is heartless, how can he have something on his mind? He is so obsessed with playing games that he stayed up all night. Let's come out and get some fresh air."

For me, this kind of question and answer has been separated for more than thirty years. There is no need to envy the warm scene I saw last night.

"You." Dad shook his head and walked into the bathroom. When he came out, he saw Meng Qi holding some green plants in his hand.

Meng Qi smiled and handed it over: "Dad, this is the arm, er, branch of the soon-to-be-grown Isatis root. It can cure all diseases. I bought it online, but it must be genuine. You use seven bowls of water to make soup, and mix it with ordinary Isatis root shares the medicinal properties, and if you drink half a cup of it every day, you will no longer have a cough.”

"Isatis root that is about to become a sperm?" The father sneered. His son was just talking about running a train, but he was just filial, which was gratifying.

He took the isatis root, hummed a tune, and walked back to the room.

Meng Qi stood in the pale morning, watched quietly for a long time, and left home.

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The fake "Meng Qi" always felt strange when he woke up. He turned his head and looked to the side, only to see a piece of paper on the computer table, pressed with a strange metal sheet.

He picked up the note and looked at it. There were a few words written on it:

"From now on, you are my brother."

"My parents are old and it's not easy to bother them anymore. Give them more to 'replenish' their bodies, and the medicinal materials will be passed on to you."

"If you have something to do, use the universal recognition talisman."

"Meng Qi" was confused and at a loss, what kind of brother? What universal identifier?

At this moment, his phone rang, and he answered it casually, and heard a sweet voice that he could not forget: "Hello, Meng Qi?"

"Cai, Cai Yang?" "Meng Qi" was happy and surprised, "Why are you thinking of calling me?"

"I looked for several people to get your phone number. Thank you for your advice yesterday. I would like to treat you to a meal. Well, if you don't mind, I have a friend who wants to ask you for help." Cai Yang said a little confidently.

"Okay, okay." "Meng Qi" didn't hear the rest of the words clearly at all.

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Walking up the stairs, Meng Qi met a neighbor he had known for many years. He had accomplished nothing, but now he seemed to be in high spirits.

"Xiao Meng, did you get up so early today?" the neighbor's elder brother said hello sincerely.

Meng Qi nodded: "As I get older, my health is not good anymore, so I have to start exercising."

The neighbor's eldest brother hummed and suddenly came over: "Xiao Meng, have you heard of..."

Has he started doing Amway? Meng Qi cursed.

The neighbor brother continued: "Have you heard of the Wusheng Old Mother?"

Uh... Meng Qi cast his gaze on his face.