There is rain on earth, and the bald monk walks slowly in the rain.

The so-called human world in the world of cultivation is the area where ordinary people gather.

At this time, the bald monk was wearing a bamboo hat and straw sandals, and still holding an ordinary wooden stick in his hand.

He did not cast any magic, but just walked on the muddy road like the ordinary ascetic monks in the world.

The drunkard followed him.

The drunkard has been frowning.

It’s not because the drizzle makes his clothes wet, nor because he feels uncomfortable walking on the muddy road. On the contrary, the more the human taste is, the more close he feels.

His frowning face came from his wine gourd heavier than usual, and the wine gourd plug cannot be pulled out now.

After the battle of Catching the Insect Mountain, although his wine gourd was only frozen in the air for a while and could move again, the bald monk took him away from Catching the Insect Mountain for a long time and came to this unknown country of ordinary people, his wine gourd plug could not be pulled out at all.

Although he had already realized that he was also an alien, after seeing the battle between Zhuchuangshan and Mingyuezhai, the drunkard became more and more awe of the bald monk.

After that battle, he thought that the bald monk would at least form an alliance with the UFO, but what he didn't expect was that the bald monk and the UFO chose to leave the insect-catching mountain as soon as possible, and did not even have too much conversation.

He didn't understand, but he didn't dare to ask when he looked at the bald monk's worried look.

"Why are you coming here?"

He didn't dare to ask, but a voice started asking.

The drunkard was shocked all over. He looked at the direction where the sound was made. He only felt that the sound was very familiar, and it seemed to be his own.

And the moment he saw that man, he was even more stunned.

He was also a drunkard, dressed in rags, like a beggar who had no place to shelter from the rain on rainy days. Moreover, the drunkard's facial features and figure obviously did not have much similarity to him, but for some reason, the moment he saw the drunkard, he suddenly felt that he was looking in the mirror.

But it is certain that there are many people in the world who are good at drinking. Since leaving the fishing village, he and the teacher have seen many alcoholic drinkers all over the body, but this is the first time he has such a strange feeling.

The bald monk stopped.

Crystal raindrops slowly fell from the edge of his bamboo hat and drifted obliquely towards the ragged alcoholic.

The drunkard looked at the bald monk apologetically and said, "Don't worry, I have no malice and don't want to fight you."

The bald monk's eyes were slightly deeper. He did not answer his previous question, but just asked back: "Who are you? How could you find my trace?"

The ragged drunk said, "I found you because of him."

The bald monk turned his head and glanced at the drunkard beside him, his eyebrows slightly moved, "Are you the same existence?"

"From the current situation, the possibility is very high." The ragged drunkard smiled bitterly: "My surname is Wen, Wen Jiu's name is Liangsheng, and my name is Liangsheng. At least I remember this name. When I had not seen the scene of Zhuzhe Mountain, I never doubted my memory and my birth."

A hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of the bald monk's mouth, "But after seeing him, you wake up. You may be NPCs who take on different roles based on the same model? I realize that your similarities and differences are just because they can reduce modeling and save some costs?"

Wen Liangsheng smiled bitterly, and he looked at the somewhat uneasy drunkard beside the bald monk and said, "What's your name?"

"Me?" The drunkard was nervous and wanted to drink, but when he subconsciously lifted the wine gourd, he realized that the wine gourd plug could not be opened. He snorted and swallowed, "I... in our place, no one cares about my name, they call me drunkard."

Wen Liangsheng looked at him and said calmly: "Really speaking, there should be a name, no hurry, think about it."

The drunkard calmed down a little. He thought about it and really remembered a name and said, "It seems that my surname is Lan and my name is Lan Lingsheng."

The bald monk sneered, "I'm still Guiguzi, and I'm smiling."

The drunkard didn't know what the bald monk meant to say this. He looked awkward and didn't know what to say, but he looked at Wen Liangsheng and seemed to be telling the other party silently that it should be this name.

Wen Liangsheng nodded to him and thanked him.

The bald monk sneered again and looked at Wen Liangsheng, "Are you considered a completely awakened NPC? Have you ever noticed how many people are like him, or how many people are like you?"

Wen Liangsheng said: "So far, I only feel that this one of them may be the same as you said. Only based on the same character model can there be some commonalities and I can feel it."

"I feel that you are not sure." The sneer on the bald monk's face became more obvious. "I'm afraid that although you understand that your origin is like this, you still feel that artificial people like you have a certain degree of specialness. You are just unwilling to admit that your existence is just a designer in the cultivation world who casually pinned you an identity."

"You may be right, but you don't understand what I really mean." Wen Liangsheng looked at the bald monk, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Or you are not clear enough. I and another person who exists like me can be regarded as Ellie's servant in a sense, and Ellie is the creator of Mingyuezhai's imperial envoy, the genetic beast, who fought with you."

The bald monk was slightly stunned, but this was something he had not expected.

"If it is considered awakening, then we have woken up hundreds of years after the Battle of Destruction." Wen Liangsheng looked at the bald monk. He was sure that the bald monk knew more than he had imagined, so he felt that the other party should understand, "I and another existence like me have been with Ellie for a long time, so we are very sure that she should only have two of us such servants."

"We all think we are ordinary players who fall into the cultivation world. The reason why we do things for her is because she helped us find our memories. And we, who are survivors of the old era, naturally have a certain sense of psychological identity, because in the original opinion, everyone in the cultivation world now has different origins from us." Wen Liangsheng's eyes fell on the drunkard again, "But during the live broadcast of the Battle of Catching the Insect Mountain, after I saw him, I began to doubt my origin. I think I may really be the same as him, but I was injected into the memory she chose."

The bald monk smiled slightly and said, "That's about the same. One was implanted with identity when activated by the game designer, and the other was selected by a creator after the Battle of Destruction and implanted with memory."

Wen Liangsheng nodded slowly and said, "But any choice should be related to interests. What I want to understand now is why Ellie chose me and the other person."

The bald monk said: "So you think you may be like this Lanlingsheng, and have certain special features in character models."

"It is special to exist." Wen Liangsheng nodded and said, "Maintaining eternal life means continuous replacement. For tens of thousands of years, the consumption of this energy has been huge. If there is no particularity, for the creator of the cultivation world, there is no need to create a person like us who can get close to eternal life. We just need to replace it. If it is old, it is enough to replace it after it is damaged."

The bald monk narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I admit that what you said makes sense."

Wen Liangsheng said: "According to my understanding of wandering in the entire cultivation world for tens of thousands of years, I have indeed seen many remains of NPCs who died after aging. This is one of the reasons why I did not doubt myself, because I am indeed different from them, but according to the current signs, it seems that only NPCs with special nature survived, and only such special nature characters can break through the inherent limitations of the game rules, such as being able to break away from fixed scenes and show unique abilities."

The bald monk's eyes narrowed into a line, "What do you mean now is that you want to find out the truth. Are you no longer considered Ellie's servant?"

Wen Liangsheng said: "Pursuing the truth is the beginning of my life at this time."

The bald monk was silent for a moment and said, "I won't tell you why I came here, because this is my secret, and I don't trust you enough. What are your intentions now? Do you want to take Lanlingsheng away or do something?"

Wen Liangsheng looked at him and said seriously: "If you don't let me take him away, at least allow me to spend time with him."

The bald monk hesitated for a moment and sneered: "It's up to you."

Wen Liangsheng bowed to him and said sincerely: "Thank you."

The bald monk stopped talking, turned around and began to walk towards a village with smoke in front of him.

After the battle of Catching the Insect Mountain, Wen Liangsheng completely doubted his life, and he began to doubt himself.

At this time, most powerful people in the cultivation world seemed to have really emerged.

No one knows where the bald monk came from, and how could he have such amazing boxing skills?

But the bald monk himself didn't know either.

As soon as he can remember, he will have some special dreams and some special intuitions.

He felt that this might be a unique talent.

But when catching insects, he felt a driving force from the outside for the first time.

He began to suspect that even the intuition that emerged in his mind might be controlled by others.

In this case, what's the difference between him and Wen Liangsheng? He is just a puppet at the mercy of others.

Beyond this village on earth is the place where he first had memories.
Chapter completed!