Brother, other settings have collapsed again

The thick black mist gradually faded, and Sikong Lingyun walked in the mist.His memory began to become a little fuzzy, as if something had been forgotten in his mind, and he couldn't remember it even if he tried hard.

The billowing black air turned into a gray mist, and even Sikong Lingyun didn't notice that his clothes had changed quietly.

Sikong Lingyun kept walking forward, and a little white light appeared in front of him.Finally, he walked to the end, the white light was dazzling, and the surrounding fog was washed away.

Sikong Lingyun squinted his eyes unconsciously, and seemed to hear someone shouting in a daze: "Si Ce... Si Ce, Si Ce!"

Policy?Who is Si Ce?Why is this name so familiar?Who is he?

"Si Ce, why are you so dazed? Ah, you just picked up your suitcase?" A young man with a basketball in his arms smiled brightly and said, "Be careful on the way home!" After he finished speaking, he turned his head and ran back basketball court.

Sikong Lingyun lowered his head slightly, looked at the silver-white suitcase in his hand, and said in surprise: 【Luggage?Where am I going? 】

The sun above the head shone brightly on the person, and there was a breeze blowing, and the lush branches and leaves rustled.

Sikong Lingyun dragged his suitcase and walked slowly on this long-lost university campus.When meeting classmates who knew him on the road, they would stop and say hello to him.

"Ah, it's a holiday, is the senior going home too?"

"President, pay attention to safety on the road, and have a smooth journey."

During the holidays, there were many people in the station. After checking the tickets, Sikong Lingyun entered the waiting room with his suitcase.

Five minutes before driving, the broadcast sounded: "You are welcome to take... Please check your ticket carefully, so as not to delay your trip by getting on the wrong bus."

When the train arrived at the station, Sikong Lingyun followed the crowd into the station, found his own seat, and put the suitcase away.

"Hey, step aside, brother." A voice suddenly came from beside him, with a languid tone.

Sikong Lingyun looked sideways, and saw a boy with a lollipop in his mouth, looking at him with crooked eyes.

At that moment, Sikong Lingyun only felt a "buzz" in his mind, and it exploded.He stared at the boy in surprise, always feeling that he knew him.This boy gave him a very familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

The young man felt a little strange when he stared at him like this.He tilted his head and smiled, and said, "I'm sitting inside, but you're blocking me, so I can't get in."

"Sorry." Sikong Lingyun withdrew his gaze, turned sideways to make room for the boy to enter.

"It's okay." The boy smiled brightly.

After the train started, Sikong Lingyun had already sat down on his seat.His mood was a little disturbed this morning, and he always felt that there seemed to be some memory missing in his mind.

It was as if he was in another world...

That world is eccentric, full of self-cultivation techniques, ghosts and monsters...

[Ho...] Sikong Lingyun complained in his heart: [He's already in his 20s, yet he's still in middle school? 】

He turned his head to look at the young man beside him. The curtains had been drawn, but the bright light from the window still shone on the clean face of the young man through the gap.

He was wearing a white earphone, and he tapped the phone screen again and again, as if he was playing a game.When he noticed Sikong Lingyun's gaze, he turned his head and smiled, and said, "Playing games? It's quite fun."

"I don't really like playing games." Sikong Lingyun replied.

"Ah, what a pity." The boy said with some regret, "Otherwise I could still lead you to higher points."

Sikong Lingyun originally wanted to ask the boy something, but the boy had already turned his attention back to the game.He suppressed the doubts in his heart, closed his eyes and meditated.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep in a daze.In his dream, he dreamed of a young boy whose face he couldn't see clearly. He held his hand, raised his head and said with a smile, "Senior brother."

"Well, bro, I'm almost at my stop." A vague voice suddenly came from beside me.Sikong Lingyun opened his eyes, and saw the young man apologetically saying: "Oh, I didn't mean to wake you up on purpose. It's just that I'm about to arrive at the station and I have to get off the bus."

Sikong Lingyun heard the radio, came back to his senses and said: "It's okay, thank you, I'm going to get off the car too."

"What a coincidence!" the boy laughed.

Where is the coincidence?On the same train, the seats are next to each other.Get off at the same stop, nothing surprising.

When the train stopped at the station, Sikong Lingyun raised his hand to remove the suitcase, and asked, "Which suitcase is yours?"

"Ah?" The young man was stunned for a moment, then he realized that Sikong Lingyun was going to help him move the suitcase down as well.He smiled, pointed at another identical silver-white suitcase in Sikong Lingyun's hand and said: "Here, that's the one, the same as yours, one size smaller. Hey! I think we are really destined for each other." !"

"En." Sikong Lingyun was also infected by the young man's smile, and the haze in his heart was instantly dispelled.He smiled and said, "It's very predestined."

The boy hung the earphones around his neck, took the luggage from Sikong Lingyun, and got out of the car after him.

"Ah, my parents are here to pick me up." The young man saw his family members in the crowd, smiled and waved goodbye to Sikong Lingyun: "Let's go! Goodbye!"

"Wait a minute." Sikong Lingyun asked: "Then what's your name?"

The young man turned his head and smiled wantonly, "I, my name is——Lu Jiuxiao!"

Sikong Lingyun was shocked, and a sharp pain came from his mind: Lu Jiuxiao...Jiuxiao...Why is this name so familiar?Where the hell did he hear it?

No, wait a minute, don't go!Sikong Lingyun suddenly came back to his senses, but the boy was no longer in the crowd.

"Brother!" A cry came from the crowd, which awakened Sikong Lingyun's sanity.

Sikong Lingyun looked up, and saw a young man who looked seven to eight times like him, waved and said: "Here!"

Si Nan helped his brother put all his luggage in the trunk and chatted along the way.Sikong Lingyun was absent-minded, answering incongruously.Looking at the scene of walking fast outside the window, he always felt that it was very unreal.

But it seemed that this was his world.And those bizarre scenes in the dream are nothing but illusions.Here is the real world he lives in.

【What exactly... did I forget? 】Sikong Lingyun shook his head, closed the window, fortunately he didn't think about it anymore.

Suddenly, Sikong Lingyun gave a sudden pause.He looked at the picture reflected on the mirror of the window, the emerald jade pendant around his neck... His complexion gradually became serious.

After returning home, Sikong Lingyun actually had the illusion of being lost.Mother was busy in the kitchen, and shouted, "Cer is back?"

"Well, I'm back." Sikong Lingyun handed the luggage to Sinan, walked to the kitchen door, and seemed to be talking to himself: "Mom, it would be great if I really came back..."

"Silly boy, what nonsense are you talking about? Could it be that you came back in a 'fake'?" The mother turned her head and said with a smile: "After a long day of driving, are you starving? You should go eat something first. Stomach, your dad is coming back soon, and dinner will be ready soon."

"It's okay, I'm not hungry." Sikong Lingyun leaned against the kitchen door, looked at his mother's busy figure, and seemed to want to imprint it deeply in his mind.

He said slowly, "Mom, it really feels like I haven't seen you for a long time. It's been so long... I almost forgot what you look like."

Mother smiled and said, "Didn't you just come back last month during the holiday?"

Sikong Lingyun didn't say anything more, his eyes closely followed his mother's busy figure.The surrounding environment was illusory, only the person in front of him was clearly imprinted in his eyes.

If possible, I really want to stay here forever.

Next to the kitchen door is a glass door.Sikong Lingyun leaned to the side, and could vaguely see his silhouette reflected on the glass door.He was dressed in a clean white T-shirt and off-white slacks.Long-lost clothes, unfamiliar yet familiar environment, and... family members who have almost forgotten their faces for so long.

There was a soft sound from the entrance, it was the father who came back from get off work, and his voice was heard from a distance: "I seem to hear the voice of the eldest son, is he back?"

Sikong Lingyun turned his head, his heart beating faster unconsciously, and he looked at the gradually revealed figure at the entrance.

His voice changed slightly, and Sikong Lingyun trembled and said, "Dad..."

The illusion gradually dissipated, and Sikong Lingyun's eye sockets gradually became moist.When he saw his father for the last time, he finally condensed the spell and broke this illusion cruelly.

The white light poured out and exploded, dispelling the surrounding fog.Those warm pictures, missed family members...all were shattered into fragments under this strong white light.

"Three thousand illusions, break—"

The extreme glare flew violently!Hit the man in black, knocking him back a few steps!

The man in black obviously didn't expect Sikong Lingyun to break through his illusion so quickly.

Sikong Lingyun's eyes were fixed, and he swung out a cold sword, and quickly attacked the man in black!

The extreme cold ice spread, as if to freeze the entire night.Sikong Lingyun used ice to isolate all the evil spirits around him, trapping the man in black inside.

The cold sword left his hand and flew straight towards the night sky.The body of the sword has undergone a huge change, so large that it almost covers half of the night.The cold light emitted by the giant sword also changed into thousands of slender cold swords.

Following Sikong Lingyun's voice: "Luo—"

The giant sword fell down, and thousands of beams of cold light flew down one after another.Extremely intense white light burst out, and the ice shattered into pieces.

The man in black dissipated under the extremely cold light, and the ghostly mist of Yin Qi covering the entire mansion was instantly dispelled.

Sikong Lingyun picked up the comatose white kitten on the ground, and across the blade with his fingertips, Ah Zhen's soul, which was so weak that it was about to disperse, entered the Frost Sword.

As soon as Sikong Lingyun turned his head, he saw Ah Chen coming out of the mist of the illusion.

The boy's eyes were full of disbelief, and Sikong Lingyun even felt a tremor in his tone.

He said: "Brother, tell me, are you... not from this world?"

The author has something to say:

Brother also misses him very much, his family in his original world...

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