Opening an office in Taila

"Really? Old Master Xiao, are you really going to teach me swordsmanship?" Song Yufeng also seemed very excited. A super swordsman would be his teacher!

"Don't get too excited just yet. My standards are very high, and the training process will be extremely boring and difficult. If you can't stick with it, then there's no need for me to teach you."

"I can hold on!" Song Yufeng said without even thinking.

"Really? Then let me try it first." Old Master Xiao put his hand on Song Yufeng's head.

"Close your eyes, Song Yufeng. You will face your inner demons later. Come on, hold on." Song Yufeng did as he was told. Then he felt the world turn upside down. Then he came to an open space, and in front of him was Xiao Gua standing there covered in blood.

Even though Song Yufeng knew that this was an illusion and that it was all fake, the moment he saw the small hexagram, the sadness and regret in his heart still surged out.

"Brother Song, why couldn't you save me? Why didn't you notice that something was wrong with Xiaopi? Why didn't you notice the ambush there in advance?" Xiao Gua said crying.

Song Yufeng felt a surge of inexplicable emotions in his heart. He bit his lips hard to keep himself calm. He said silently, "I'm sorry."

Xiao Gua wailed and cried bitterly, then shattered into pieces again in front of Song Yufeng. Then, the broken tissue fragments pieced together into a mouth, and the mouth said: "It's okay, I forgive you..." Then, the mouth and other fragments turned into dust.

For some reason, Song Yufeng's tears streamed down his cheeks. This was clearly an illusion, but why did the emotions here feel so real and so hard to suppress?

Then, the world spun around again and I found myself in a room.

When he saw this room, he could hardly believe that this room was his bedroom in his previous life.

He heard a woman's voice outside the room. It was so gentle and unforgettable. He also heard a lively and youthful female voice. He also heard an old and loving female voice. He also heard an old, stern but loving male voice.

He understood that they were his family from his previous life, and they were just outside the door.

But, it's all an illusion, isn't it?

But everything here is so real.

I just need to open the door and I can see them, I can see my parents, wife, and daughter. They have been in this world for so many years. If so many years have passed in that world as well, has my mother's waist been cured due to the advancement of technology? How is my father's presbyopia? How is Jiaying? Is she still as beautiful as before? Yuanyuan should have finished the college entrance examination, right? Has she become a graceful girl now? No, no, after so many years, she must have been married? Maybe even has children.

Song Yufeng finally couldn't resist the temptation. He put his hand on the doorknob, but he couldn't turn it no matter what, just like he could never go back. He could only listen to the sounds outside, just like he could only find traces of his family in his own memory.

Yes, I should not keep any illusions anymore, they are all fake.

Song Yufeng's emotions collapsed, but after the collapse, he built up a stronger heart.

"Who are you?" At this time, Song Yufeng suddenly heard a pleasant voice behind him.

Song Yufeng turned around and found Yuanyuan standing behind him. She had indeed grown into a graceful girl, inheriting his height and his mother's beauty.

Song Yufeng was stunned, and then his tears flowed down, and he couldn't control himself for a moment.

"Um, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?"

"Ah, nothing. Actually, I'm an acquaintance of your father's. I'm very touched to see his daughter grow up safely."

"Oh, I see. You're Dad's friend. I haven't met you before."

“I don’t see him very often.”

"So, what are you doing here this time?"

“No, nothing much, just looking around.”

"Do you want to see your father? He's in the living room. Should I call him over?"

Song Yufeng's expression froze. "He, isn't dead?"

"What are you talking about? My father was promoted to director a few days ago. He's doing fine, right?"

What's going on? Isn't this just an illusion? Why? Or is this my inner demon?

No, this is all fake, isn't it?

"Yuanyuan, what happened?" At this time, the door was opened. When Song Yufeng and the man looked at each other, they were both stunned.

Song Yufeng knew that it was definitely himself in his previous life, except that his face looked much older.

"Father, he said he was your friend. Oh, I haven't asked yet, what's your name?"

"Song Yufeng." That "self" suddenly said: "You, are here."

Before Song Yufeng could answer, he suddenly felt dizzy again. When he opened his eyes, he found that the person in front of him was Old Man Xiao.

"Is this the real world? Have I left the illusion?" Song Yufeng said immediately.

"Of course, and you made it through, congratulations."

"What are these things in this illusion?"

"I can't see it, but it should be the inner demons of your own hearts. Some people can't hold on and will eventually not wake up on their own unless stimulated by others. But if you wake up on your own, then I can teach you martial arts with confidence." Grandpa Xiao said with relief.

But Song Yufeng just sat on the ground blankly, still thinking about the illusion he had seen. What on earth was going on?