Chapter 206: Forgetting Home
Chen Jing then focused on himself, his sight was like a scalpel, dissecting the monster.
"There is no spiritual power left on the body. It should be just ordinary. The limbs and skeleton, the degree of curvature of the spine, are mainly upright, but there are traces of sudden deformation and distortion...'
An analysis.< br>
This monster was once a humanoid creature no less than an adult man, with intelligence and physical strength equivalent to that of an adult
The various signs of degeneration and atrophy on his body are concerning.
After Chen Jing collected the information, his consciousness dispersed, and he continued to move forward without finding any similar monsters.
Search up and down the deserted village.
He discovered a strange phenomenon.
There seems to be something wrong with the people who used to live here, and everything they did was almost the same.
There is no difference at all in the materials and specifications of daily utensils. This kind of similarity is like copying and pasting.
“The whole village has obsessive-compulsive disorder?”
Chen Jing shook his head. Suddenly, the branches in front of him trembled slightly and a chirping sound came from the tree.
Cicadas chirp.
He subconsciously rushed in that direction, and saw a little golden light suddenly appearing in his consciousness.
"Chen Jing!"
There was a shout at the same time.
Chen Jing was stunned: "Jin Chan?"
"It's me, I finally found you, what happened to you, how did you come to this ghost place!"
"Do you know where this is?"
"Forgetting Homeland!"
The golden cicada stopped on his shoulder and said in a solemn tone: "After I came here, I awakened some memories. For those who fall into Forgetting Homeland, everything will be destroyed by this world. The space was stripped away, and the memories, emotions, and traits were finally turned into an afterimage that no one knew about."
As soon as these words came out, Chen Jing's expression changed slightly.
Heart-stealing? !
The front leg is just fighting with evil spirits and heavenly demons, but he has not forgotten the characteristics of the three evil spirits of skinning, owl-headed and heart-stealing.
When did you get tricked?
Didn’t he run away?
At this moment, the reeds began to blow, and some kind of terrifying existence seemed to be awakening.
Chen Jing shuddered instinctively.
Everything in Wangxiang was almost still. At this time, movement began to occur, and there was a sense of impending disaster.
"Here we come, hurry up, find a place to shelter from the wind."
The golden cicada made a hiss and escaped into Chen Jing's hair.
Chen Jing's reaction was also very quick. In an instant, he escaped into a house in the deserted village next to him. As soon as he closed the door behind him, there was a loud bang, and there was a faint sound of wind outside.
Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp...
The sound of slight chewing sounded.
When there are thousands of chewing sounds, they are densely packed and blowing like the wind.
This wind gave Chen Jing an illusion, as if the world was a living thing, and he was in the belly of this creature, receiving the digestion of the belly itself.
Whooshing sound.
The broken house in the deserted village was not windproof, and something that sounded like chewing got in through the cracks in the door and the house.
When Chen Jing heard the sound, he immediately felt a splitting headache.
It was as if something was sticking to his head, inserting a straw, and sucking out his brain.
“Block the wind holes!” Jin Chan exclaimed.
“I told you earlier!”
Chen Jing released his magic power and blocked the air outlet. As the gap was blocked, the feeling of his brain being chewed subsided.
However.
The gnawing sensation didn't go away, but shifted.
He was shocked to find that the strange wind was eating away his mana!
A body of pure mana is like a dandelion that scatters in front of the strange wind.
“What the hell is this girl!”
“The wind of forgetting one’s homeland destroys one’s spirit and soul. All traces left by a person will be blown away by the wind of forgetting one’s homeland... If you stand in the wind, you will first damage the sea of consciousness, then damage the seven emotions and six desires, and then damage the past memory..."
"It sounds like the occasional breeze is quite refreshing, but now I just want to know how to avoid this wind!"
"I can't avoid it, I can't avoid it by any means, I can only resist it. !”
“Huh?” Chen Jing was shocked: “If you lose your spiritual consciousness, you have to fight with memory?”
Nine years of compulsory education. A way to save his life? !
"Yes! But before that, you can use magic to resist, or you can build a mud house to resist. But as you can see, these houses will also be blown away until there is no trace of anyone left."
Chen Jing suddenly knew why all the villages in this deserted village looked like they were copied and pasted.
This wind is not blowing on the physical level, but a conceptual wind, blowing 'existence'.
Everyone is an independent and unique individual with various differences. These differences are also a manifestation of ‘existence’ and are also targets of the forgetfulness of homeland.
With a thought in his mind, he used a series of first- and second-grade spells.
"Stone"
"Dust Condensation Stone"
"Fossils Turned into Mud"
"Earth Elements"
A series of mana is applied here On top of a small earthen house, the earthen house suddenly turned into a three-story small foreign-style building, which was very different from just now.
Done everything.
Sure enough, Chen Jing found that the ubiquitous gnawing feeling disappeared.
He left traces of his existence on the house, so this house received the first blow.
“I think the so-called forgetfulness of homeland is just like that.”
Chen Jing wiped his sweat and put a smile on his face again.
Rumble.
The sudden thunder made him shiver.
“This thunder?”
“Well, the thunder of forgetting homeland.”
Boom.
Chen Jing opened the magic shield and escaped from the house.
The next second, dark thunder fell from the sky, and traces like the sky being torn were winding and connected to the top of the house.
The three-story building disappeared where it stood.
There were no traces of destruction, no destructive sounds, only a pool of black water was left, quietly, with no trace of what was swallowed up under the water.
“……”
Seeing this scene, Chen Jing's heart froze slightly.
Jin Chan comforted: "An Xin, normally there will be no thunder, unless there are too many 'existences' in a certain place, so forgetting one's hometown will resort to even more powerful means of forgetting."
< br>"What kind of place is this Wangxiang?"
he asked.
“I don’t know, it is a very rare and dangerous Jedi outside the territory. Thanks to you, I stayed well in the realm of gods and ghosts, and I was dragged in by the way.”
"If I throw you out and give you a blow, will you forget this matter?"
"... People say no."
Fearing the wind of forgetting his hometown, Chen Jing hid in Went to the next deserted village house.
This time he didn’t dare to show off his civil engineering skills. He filled in the gaps honestly, made some modest decorations, and squatted in the house, waiting for the wind to pass.
When the wind blows, it lasts for an hour.
The sound like ants biting gradually disappeared.
Chen Jing pushed open the door and walked out with a sigh of relief, as if he had been reborn.
Looking back, my decoration results were ruined.
“I don’t know how the original owners of the village did it. They left a building here and even a stone tablet.”
“Strength.”
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"Huh?"
"Spells, mana and other powers that can change the world are what attract Wang Xiang's attention the most. If you also build the house with your bare hands, you may be able to delay it longer."
"That's it. ”
Chen Jing was silent for a moment.
But the problem is, he still has to go out...
(End of this chapter)