Chapter 569 The Real World
Fu Qingzhou’s eyes were fixed, staring closely at the falling snowflakes in the sky, completely unaware that there was a gap in his forehead and heart.
The gap opened wider and wider, and finally opened completely at a certain moment, revealing the calm and mysterious eyes inside.
At the same moment, the world in Fu Qingzhou's eyes suddenly stopped.
What he saw in his eyes was no longer countless snowflakes, but mysterious tracks one after another.
They were either winding or straight, intertwined into a magnificent picture. In his field of vision, these trajectories were no longer vague and uncertain guesses in his mind, but as clear as if they were carved in the void with a carving knife. generally.
He could see the first possible trajectory that each snowflake might draw as it fell. They were like countless bright silver threads, shining with a mysterious light under the gradually darkening sky.
At this moment, the snowflakes and tracks in Fu Qingzhou's eyes turned into symbols containing endless mysteries... He could feel the lightness and agility of the snowflakes as they fell, and he could also sense the feeling when they were about to touch the ground. Calm and peaceful.
The past, present, future, everything, overlap at this moment.
“It’s done!”
After a brief moment of confusion, Fu Qingzhou immediately realized that he had really opened his eyes!
But as soon as he had this idea, he faintly broke away from the state of forgetfulness of things and myself. The track he saw in his eyes became blurry, vibrating, and almost disappeared.
He quickly calmed down, eliminated distracting thoughts, did not dare to think wildly, and suppressed the joy in his heart.
This move was indeed effective, and the trajectory in his field of vision became clear again, but his head also felt a stinging pain, as if thousands of steel needles were slowly piercing his scalp.
He had already experienced this kind of severe pain when he was playing chess in Jinchan Temple, so he ignored it for the time being.
Next, is the most important thing.
Fu Qingzhou calmed down and remained careful, diverting his mind from the countless snowflakes, sinking into his own body, and focusing on the Qi Ranjue true energy running through the meridians, bones and muscles.
"Let me see, what are you...well!"
The next moment, Fu Qingzhou's three eyes condensed at the same time, and his expression changed drastically!
Pictures flashed before my eyes, and my brain felt like it had been stabbed with a stick and stirred wildly. I couldn't even feel the pain, only an extremely heavy dizziness.
In an instant, he couldn't see anything anymore, and his eyes suddenly fell into darkness. Only the pictures that had just flashed echoed in his mind, and then those pictures faded and dissipated little by little.
But fortunately, before they completely dissipated, Fu Qingzhou still caught them by instinct...
It was better not to look at them. When he looked at them, he was stunned and even ignored the horror. The dizziness and confusion caused me to ignore the weirdness of opening my eyes but not being able to see anything.
Those pictures are my own memories.
Outside the ruined temple at night, he held a bow and arrow. He used his own arrows and the traps he set to kill one killer after another... That was the night when he first met Yue Heng.
In his memory, the killers were expressionless and cold as ice. Even the second before they were killed, they had no regrets or fear and waited for their deaths calmly.
But at this moment, Fu Qingzhou saw their expressions from memory. Their pupils were dilated and their faces showed great fear. When they saw the traps coming towards them, they shouted, They were sweating, they were...
fearful.
It’s not just them.
In Fanyin Temple, Fu Qingzhou encouraged Fa Nu and others to fight among themselves, used poisonous tactics to test the minds of the monks in the temple, and then killed them one by one...
These people have killed countless people, their hands are stained with blood, and they would have died long ago without regret.
But...is it really so?
In those memories, Fu Qingzhou disguised himself as Zhou Qing, walked in the Fanyin Temple, and heard many words.
There are monks chatting. They want to leave Fanyin Temple. They realize that what they are doing is extremely dangerous and cruel. They are talking about whether to flee with the secrets in the temple and report to the government or a large sect...
But Fu Qingzhou ignored all this.
Those words and things were erased from his mind almost instantly.
He only believes in one thing - these people are all worthy of death.
He also did not notice that when he looked at the monks of Fanyin Temple killing each other and leaving corpses everywhere, a terrible smile appeared on his face.
Such a smile has appeared more than once.
On the way from Fanyin Temple to Luoyi, someone was chasing "Yingyang Shuangjue" for Qianlongtie. Among them, Lin Ying fled and met a disciple of the Wulin Alliance on the way. Fu Qingzhou took action for him and killed him. Kill them one by one.
He remembered that the expressions of those people were very arrogant and domineering.
But at this time, he saw from his memory...those people were begging for mercy.
Yes... beg for mercy.
Fu Qingzhou clearly remembered that what he heard was "Personal grudges and vendettas, the Wulin Alliance should take care of this?", and "Not from the Wulin Alliance? Then you still dare to come forward? Do you know who we are?" ", "Come here if you are not afraid of death?", but... at this time, in those scenes, he saw those people waving their hands in fear, saying, "I didn't expect the Wulin Alliance to be here, we retreat immediately", "Eagle We will definitely explain the matter of Yang Shuangjue and give you a satisfactory answer"...and so on.
But for some reason, those words had a different taste in my ears.
At that time, they were still far away from Hua Wuying, Wulin League and others, and no one else heard them.
So he raised his bow and arrow and shot the person who came!
Every time he kills someone, or before he kills someone, the world in his eyes changes.
Everything he saw and heard was false.
Not only that, most of the smokers were chattering in his ears during these hours.
The first time this happened, the smoker was shocked and asked him to pay attention to the changes in his mind and not to go crazy. But after that, he got used to it and just kept sighing, "Damn it, this kid has been raped by Qi Ran again." Jue" influenced.
What’s even more terrifying is that every time it wants to mention these things or provide relevant suggestions to Fu Qingzhou, its words will be actively "blocked" and Fu Qingzhou will not hear anything.
After many times, the smoker is too lazy to talk anymore.
“……”
Fu Qingzhou hunched over and held his head. These real memory scenes gradually faded and dissipated in his mind. His eyes that could not see anything gradually recovered their vision, and Luoxue's house reappeared in his eyes little by little.
Not only that, the third eye on his forehead has quietly disappeared, and the "eyelids" overlapped, turning back into that smooth and smooth forehead.
But he was completely unaware of this.
At this time, his mind was completely filled with those flashing memory images, and he couldn't think of anything else at all.
The fearful faces of those people, the screams of those people when they were dying, the begging for mercy of those people...
But at this moment, Qi Ranjue slowly moved inside his body and began to erase these memory scenes from his mind!
Fu Qingzhou suddenly realized this, was shocked and angry, and yelled loudly!
"If you erase them, I will commit suicide now!"
He used all his strength to roar, and the sound was so loud that it shattered all the surrounding snowflakes, and the sound wave shook the whole world. Here and there, the snow on the roof tiles suddenly fell, and for a moment the shadows of the trees in the house swayed, and the birds flew in fright.
Qi Ranjue calmed down silently, and those memory scenes still remained in Fu Qingzhou's mind.
His eyes widened, his head was in great pain, and cold sweat was covering his head and back.
But all of this was nothing compared to the fear in his heart at this time.
Only now did he understand what Qing Songzi meant.
"The truth it allows you to see will only be twisted, and you will eventually...become a monster."
Fu Qingzhou gradually understood.
He didn't know that when Long Dabei killed people, those people were clearly struggling to death in pain, but in Long Dabei's eyes, did they smile with relief and say words of thanks?
When those people were begging for mercy and dying, did Long Dabei hear the words begging him for help in liberation?
Fu Qingzhou was sweating more and more.
He thought he had tamed Qi Ranjue, but in fact, this cup of ink had already dyed him black!
“Master?”
At this time, a soft call brought him back to reality.
Fu Qingzhou was startled, turned his head suddenly, and met Yuan Ziping's frightened and worried eyes.
"Sir, what's wrong with you?" Yuan Ziping was obviously frightened when he saw his bloodshot red eyes and didn't dare to get close. He just asked: "What did you just say...suicide?"
Fu Qingzhou calmed down, slowly exhaled, and said: "It's nothing..."
When he opened his mouth, he was startled by his extremely hoarse and deep voice.
After clearing his throat, he asked again: "How is the matter going?"
"It's almost done." Yuan Ziping said cautiously: "But it's late today, they won't come until early tomorrow morning... Young Master , the luggage has been moved, should we go back to the courtyard or to the inn today?"
"You can arrange it."
Fu Qingzhou couldn't think, he waved his hand and said: "I... …I have something to think about.”
(End of this chapter)