If I am reborn without any memories, then my rebirth would be in vain!

After a while, the turbid flow returned to a mucus state.

Its body squirmed, forming words.

"Is this what you're asking about?"

"The turbidity turns into mucus because this state makes it easier to communicate and form."

Watching the turbidity stream's every move, Ji Mo seemed to understand the structure of the turbidity stream.

Its essence is a stream of conscious water.

Because the water flow cannot gather into a shape, it turns into slime.

Both imitation and the formation of words are easier than the flow of water.

Moreover, in the mucus state, the turbidity flow can move on its own.

Instead of moving according to the terrain like water.

Moreover, Zhuoliu's consciousness is more like that of a newborn baby.

I have no idea about anything in the world.

Only when it comes to things about yourself can you have corresponding understanding.

Ji Mo was in deep thought, with his hands folded across his chest, his fingers gently tapping, his eyes fixed on the turbid current.

In other words, the reason why it had a bad smell before was because it was contaminated by something with a bad smell?

That is, those corpses and body parts?

But why does it do this?

Suddenly, a crisp sound came from the sea of consciousness.

"I say, Ji Mo, why do you always like to analyze things?"

"You keep speculating with your own thoughts. The question and the answer are right in front of you. Why can't you ask?"

Qing Yuan's voice startled Ji Mo.

"Oh~ that seems to be true."

Although Zhuoliu is intelligent, his intelligence is obviously not high.

It's not much different from a newborn baby. It probably can't tell lies or hide things.

And compared to the child who grew up in conspiracy and intrigue at the end of the season, he is naturally sensitive to lies.

He could basically understand Zhuoliu's answers.

So why keep analyzing?

Keep thinking and keep investigating the truth of the matter from all angles.

Not to mention that this will make things extremely complicated and consume your energy.

More importantly, the inferred answer is not necessarily correct.

Zhuoliu, standing on the ground, tilted his head slightly, seeming very confused.

Ji Mo cleared his throat and spoke again.

"turbid current."

"Yes, here you are."

Ji Mo looked at the well-behaved Zhuoliu and expressed his inner thoughts.

"Why did you put those bones and body parts into your body?"

Thinking that Zhuoliu might not understand what he said, he immediately added.

"Well, those are the bones. Why did you go near them?"

The body of the turbid stream kept squirming, and the words condensed and dissipated.

The turbidity at the end of the season seemed very confused.

Its body expanded, bringing the spliced bones back close to its body.

The mucus condensed from the body into two long, round arms.

It held the bones in both hands and placed them in front of Ji Mo.

"Is that what you're talking about?"

Ji Mo nodded.

Then Zhuoliu's body began to wriggle again.

"The muddy current does not understand what the body is."

"But if you talk about these things."

"The turbidity feels the life draining from them."

"The muddy current wants to keep those."

Ji Mo scratched his chin.

He was even more curious about the turbid current.

"life?"

"What does that feel like?"

The muddy current dropped the bones to the ground, broke up the bones that were forcibly pieced together, and reassembled them in front of Ji Mo's eyes.

Its body keeps surging, forming new words.

“Life is life.”

"The turbid flow doesn't know what feelings are."

Zhuoliu's arms gently pieced the bones together, and the mucus in his hands glued the bones together.

"Hiss." The turbid current gave Ji Mo a very strange feeling.

Both smart and not smart.

There is wisdom, but very little.

It's like we can communicate, but it also seems like we can't communicate.

There was almost no information about the turbidity current at the end of the season.

There is no way to talk about understanding and speculation.

However, it can be clearly felt that the turbid current has life and its own will.

No lies, no cheating.

They are particularly sensitive to life and can feel the passing of life.

Although at the end of the season I still couldn't understand what life it represented.

More like a child who is full of love, has a tender mind and no bad intentions.

This is how I feel right now at the end of the season.

Ji Mo walked to the muddy stream, squatted down, and watched him swing the bones.

Feeling the muddy current at the end of the season, he raised his faceless head, glanced at the end of the season, and then looked at the bones again.

"Um...why did you put them together?"

"What does it mean to put it together?"

"Well... that's what you're doing now."

"Oh~ So that's it."

One of them moved his body to form words, and the other spoke, and they communicated in this way.

“Life doesn’t disappear, it just keeps turning.”

"The muddy currents feel the passage of life and want to keep it."

"Turbidity Flow senses something strange."

"They're telling the muddy currents to do this."

Zhuoliu's words made Ji Mo stunned again.

The complexity of his words is comparable to that of the Riddler Qing Yuan.

Ji Mo couldn't understand what was going on in Zhuoliu's head.

Perhaps this is what distinguishes humans from other life forms.

After all, different living environments and different insights will create different people.

Perhaps this is also something wonderful that all things in nature can feel.

It is a talent that belongs only to them.

Of course, this is just Ji Mo's guess. He has only seen turbid currents, so this is the only way he can understand it.

At the end of the season, he sighed, covered his forehead with his left hand, closed his eyes, and felt helpless.

"What a strange thing unfolds every day."

"It's all the same thing every day."

"It's so weird, it's incomprehensible."

“It’s really eye-opening.”

At the end of the season, I let out my inner emotions and complain about them one by one.

At this moment, the turbid current also pieced the bones together, but the pieces were not complete.

Or to put it another way, it's very strange, the gaps between them are huge, and some places seem to be forcefully glued on.

However, Ji Mo felt its joy in Zhuoliu's body.

It waved its arms excitedly, crawled its body forward, and held its head high.

"Quite cute."

After this period of communication and contact, Ji Mo discovered that if one can accept the appearance of turbidity.

Gradually, I can feel its childlike innocence and thoughts.

The excited turbid stream turned around and looked towards the end of the season.

The body keeps squirming.

"Zhuliu likes you."

"You are the first life form that can communicate with the turbid current."

"The muddy current feels your life slipping away."

At the end of the season, I watched the words in the turbid flow constantly changing.

Suddenly a sky blue bead was discharged from its body.

Extremely bright, like a bright jade.

The muddy current was approaching Ji Mo's body little by little.

Sky-blue beads rolled in its arms.

"Please don't reject it."

The words on Zhuoliu's body changed again.

I understood its meaning at the end of the season.

For some unknown reason, the always suspicious Ji Mo did not resist.

Zhuoliu's long arms fell on Ji Mo's body, turning into a pool of clear water that seeped through his clothes and soaked into his skin.

The blue beads turned into a torrent, seeping into Ji Mo's skin and appearing in various parts of his body.

The bones shattered by the elders slowly grew back, causing itching, and the body gradually became relaxed at the end of the season.