It was a piece of darkness, or nothingness. Zhang Liang sat quietly in it, unable to feel the wind blowing or hear the water flowing. There was no sky above him, no land below, no light ahead, no shadow behind, nothing, nothing but nothing called darkness.

There is no past, no present, and no future. Zhang Liang woke up in chaos and the first thing he did was to check whether the ancient book of Yan Ling was still there. Fortunately, the thick ancient book was always held in his hands. Then he discovered the nothingness he was in, but he was not panicked at all, and his body and mind were abnormally calm. It seemed that he still felt that he was a little familiar with the nothingness of darkness...

Suddenly, he opened the book, and didn't know why he wanted to open the book. It was obvious that nothing could be seen in the darkness. But he subconsciously opened the ancient Yan Ling book, as if his behavior was following his subconscious mind at this moment. But just as the book was opened, he saw that there was no trace of light, but he saw the pages.

What is strange is that on the page of the ancient book, there is no word, there is only a picture. Zhang Liang's slightly smiling face is clearly visible on the picture. Yes, Zhang Liang clearly saw his face on the page of the ancient book - it was like looking at a mirror! But Zhang Liang knew that it was definitely not as simple as a mirror. There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth on the page, but he did not smile at all at this moment! Zhang Liang was unprepared for this strange situation, but he still maintained a rational calmness. At the same time, his fingers subconsciously touched the "face" on the page. Suddenly, the moment Zhang Liang touched the page of the book, a strange feeling appeared - there was nothing outside, but he felt that the world was upside down, and he was clearly in the darkness, but he felt that the light washed everything.

Finally, when Zhang Liang finally opened his eyes again in this wonderful feeling - in an elegant British wooden house, the rotating music box fluttered with classical music, adding a touch of tranquility to the warm afternoon sunshine, the wall clocks on the wall ring, and the second hand kept running, the cups under the counter were filled with dust of the beauty of time, and the freshly roasted bread in the wooden basket was emitting an attractive burnt fragrance. Zhang Liang calmed down, the scene in front of him was completely beyond his perception, but at this moment, his eyes were attracted by the person standing inside the counter - yes, there was a man standing at the counter, a young man, wearing a light black suit, with silver hair shining but not messy, and a cup of warm coffee in his hand, standing quietly on the inside of the counter.

In the elegance of the coffee aroma, the man slowly raised his head and showed a face exactly the same as Zhang Liang - yes, he looked exactly the same as Zhang Liang, like a mirror, and it was hard to distinguish you and me. However, when Zhang Liang saw the man's exact same appearance as him, he was not too shocked. On the contrary, his eyes were attracted by the brown liquid that was floating in the man's hands. "Do you want a cup? Mr. Zhang Liang." The man looked at Zhang Liang and said with a smile. "What is this?" Zhang Liang asked calmly but slightly curiously. "Coffee." "What is coffee?" Zhang Liang asked slightly puzzledly. "Is this important?" However, the man did not answer again, but said instead, "You never asked these things before. You had many doubts about the man's words, but Zhang Liang did not immediately arouse suspicion, but just asked casually, "Why don't you ask?"

"Because these are all external objects, coffee, bread, or wall clocks and music boxes, all of these things are just external objects, changing instantly in the flow of time. The pearls and gems at this moment may turn into sand and dust at the next moment... So it doesn't matter, what's important is 'here'..."

"'Here'? Where is this?" Zhang Liang's doubts remained unabated... The man looked at Zhang Liang's eyes and said word by word: "The other side of the soul, the end of consciousness." "The other side of the soul... the end of consciousness..." Zhang Liang repeatedly muttered silently, and then asked, "Why did I come here?"

"Because you are confused..." The man used a silver spoon to scoop out a spoonful of elegant and mellow coffee and sipped it gently in his mouth, and said lightly, "When you are confused, you will come here..." "Confused?" At this time, Zhang Liang thought of some of the previous points again, and then asked, "Have I been here before?" "Well, of course, the scenes are different every time, so I said these external objects are not important..." After speaking, the man picked up the cup again and took a sip of coffee. "...so? Then why do I have no impression of it at all, and I don't remember being here at all?" Zhang Liang stared at the man, his tone slightly cold.

The man swallowed the warm and mellow coffee, accompanied by a hint of bitterness, and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he looked up at Zhang Liang and said, "Because you have no memory when you are here, you will never remember that you have been here when you leave... By the way, by the way, you will ask me this question every time you come here, and I will always answer your same question..."

Zhang Liang listened to the man's words and couldn't help but remain silent for a moment, and then asked softly: "Then I... have been here so many times..." The man smiled and said to Zhang Liang, "Including this time, you have only been here 3,275 times... just." "Three thousand... I've been here so many times?" Zhang Liang finally couldn't help but said in shock, "Do I have so many confusions?" Just as Zhang Liang finished asking this sentence, the atmosphere in the wooden house suddenly changed. The sunlight falling from the wooden window was gradually dimming, and the music in the music box was gradually depressing. Then, the man looked at Zhang Liang with a solemn expression and said in a deep voice: "

No, it’s not that you are confused a lot, but that your confusion has not been solved from beginning to end!" Suddenly, a loud bang, and the huge waves surged from nowhere, slapped heavily on the wooden house. The wooden house collapsed instantly. The surging currents drowned the music, drowned the bells, drowned bread, drowned everything in the wooden house, leaving only the deep blue of the water. In the moment, everything changed, and only Zhang Liang and the man were still standing at the bottom of the deep blue deep sea. Zhang Liang felt surrounded by heavy sea water, but he was not suffocated, but fell into a silence. He and the man fell into such a silence, which seemed to be very suitable for the scene of the deep sea.

Gradually, Zhang Liang finally raised his gaze and stared at the man, asking through the deep sea current: "What confusion is it? What confusion is it that I have not solved?" "Why should I ask me?" The man stared into Zhang Liang's eyes, and his eyes seemed to pursue the depth of Zhang Liang's eyes, "What is your own confusion? Why don't you ask me?"

"I... don't know... I can only feel something..." Zhang Liang lowered his eyes and said in confusion. "This is your biggest problem... In the real world, you have never clearly realized your confusion..." The man sighed and said through the deep sea water, "Zhang Liang... Why are you living? Why do you exist? Where is your path? Where is your direction?"

Zhang Liang's eyes suddenly shook, and the imprisonment of his thought seemed to break through in an instant - the spring of the soul surged in Zhang Liang's consciousness, and then it gathered into endless vortexes, swirling in Zhang Liang's entire thought.

"Mozi carefully studied the mechanism to guard the peace in the world; Han Xin charged forward and tried his best to do his best, for the country and love; Mulan deviated from her hometown and set foot in a foreign country, and had her own goal to achieve!" The man's deep voice continued to echo at the bottom of the deep sea: "The life of fireflies is still a glimmer of light, and the life of birds is a bird, but seeking the sky - and you, what is your life for?" The man's words carried greater pressure than this deep sea, forcing Zhang Liang out one by one - yes, this is Zhang Liang's confusion! This is indeed a confusion that he never clearly realized, but always follows like a shadow! Zhang Liang was born with wisdom, and started to learn the magic at the age of five, and read the ancient book of Word Spirit at the age of seven,

At the age of nine, he has comprehended the unsightly Spiritual Demonic Way in the world in the thousand-year-old books. Until he was nineteen, Zhang Liang's understanding was completely liberated. He could know the language of all things in the world and feel the emotions of all things in the world. - But, why did he study the magic since he was a child? He translated ancient books since he was a child, and why did he translate and read the ancient books of Yanling? He was shackled by his ability and could not awaken, so he left Fengqi Mountain, but why did he want to awaken? Under the guidance of the teacher, he had to choose the summoning technique based on the positioning of the war, but why did he have to awaken the summoning technique? Even saying that even if fate determines that no one can escape from the war... But why did he get involved in this war?

In fact, all this seems to be natural. Whether it is the magic or ancient books, everything he has always done seems to be natural, but if you think about it carefully, all of this does have the same confusion. What is he doing? Where is his direction?

"For a long time, whether you practice the magic or translate ancient books, you are following your feelings, and it seems to be following your own soul, but in fact, you, who rely so much on your feelings and subconsciousness, don't know what you really want? No pursuit, no direction." The man's deep voice came again. Yes, the man was right. For a long time, Zhang Liang has been following his subconscious mind. He never knew what he really wanted to do... Or rather, he has been exploring through this road to follow his subconscious mind.

Looking to find his true direction...the little star light gradually lit up in Zhang Liang's eyes. On this road following his subconscious mind, he had actually discovered something. He had what he wanted to do, and his throbbing heart actually had a direction of traction... "Do you have what you want to do?" The man asked a judgingly through the deep blue sea water... "Yes..." Zhang Liang looked at the ray of light falling from the end of the sky in the deep blue sea water, passing through countless water flows. In that shiny light, Zhang Liang saw a change in his long-confused life.

In the long life, Zhang Liang has been following his subconscious and doing what he should do in every period of time, but in fact, in the moment when Zhang Liang had not discovered it, all of this changed slightly. - In the cave of Julu Canyon, Zhang Liang was clearly thinking about his summoning technique, but the appearance of the woman disrupted everything. When she left, he actually let go of his thoughts and left; when facing the tyrant dragon, he knew that they were powerless to be enemies, but when she made a request, he still let go of it.

Reason and accompanied her to the border town. When he was in Molin City, he clearly wanted to accompany Han Xin to the border town, but because he felt her crisis, he separated from Han Xin and went to find her place regardless of everything. Finally, he faced the siege of countless soldiers and strong men and tried his best to rescue her. But even so, he could only accompany her to hide under the enemy's heavy seal. However, he did not regret it, nor was he any regret at all. He was even a little happy to be able to hold her quietly like this - he knew that this was not following the subconscious, he really wanted to do this.

Mulan, he changed the long-standing dilemma of Zhang Liang's life. "I want to save Lanlan..." Zhang Liang raised his eyes, looked at the man's eyes, and said slowly. In an instant, countless lights fell into the deep sea, illuminating the bottom of the dark blue deep sea... "Are you sure? Are you sure she is your direction?" A subtle smile overflowed from the corner of the man's mouth, looking at Zhang Liang and said. "Unsure..." Zhang Liang said softly without concealing it. "But even so, are you willing to make bets on the meaning of life for her?" "Hmm." Zhang Liang nodded slightly without hesitation. The deep blue sea became transparent and visceral in the light, and the silence at the bottom of the deep sea was driven away by the light. The entire dark blue deep sea disappeared like a phantom, and Zhang Liang and the man stood there quietly without any alarm.

"Then go..." the man said. A vast night sky appeared above them, with stars shining in it, and a huge chess board appeared under his feet, and black and white chess pieces were scattered. "Go, this chess game is still waiting for you to unravel..." The man looked at Zhang Liang and continued. "Is this Qin Chu's chess game?" Zhang Liang looked at the huge chess game spreading under his feet, the chess game was reflected in each other, and the bright and dark chess game gathered intricately. This chess game was so big that it was shocking. "No, this is the chess game in the world." The man said softly. A vague light slid through Zhang Liang's eyes, condensed the shock of the times and the world, and turned into a deep solemnity of the soul. He didn't say anything, just looked at the man deeply, and then turned around and walked.

The moment Zhang Liang turned around, all the scenes around him instantly became ethereal, and the dark nothingness appeared in front of Zhang Liang again, constantly swallowing the external objects around him, and evolved into more nothingness. Before stepping into nothingness again, Zhang Liang suddenly turned his head and looked at the man standing in the distance and kept looking at him, and asked softly, "There is something I really want to ask you..." The man nodded, signaling him but said nothing. "Who are you?" When Zhang Liang asked this question, everything around him stopped, and the nothingness that devoured everything stopped spreading. For a moment, everything was quiet. "Is it meaningful? Anyway, you can't remember, or even remember my existence..." The man smiled. "But... I still want to ask..." Zhang Liang said softly, yes, although he knew that he might have asked the man this question many times before...

"I am your subconscious mind." The man said calmly, as if answering the most common question. Zhang Liang did not say anything, nor did he even have more doubts. He just turned around silently and walked towards nothingness.

Just as Zhang Liang stepped across the boundary of nothingness, the dark nothingness instantly swallowed everything like a giant mouth in the void, and swallowed it all together with the man standing there with a calm expression. There is no past, no present, and no future. In the world of nothingness, there is only nothingness left.

(End of this chapter)
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