Heart Survey

Chapter 636 Good Sleep
After leaving Wangjiang City, Jiang Wang hid alone in the wild until dawn.

The Department of Criminal Justice did indeed send people out to hunt them down, and the momentum was very strong.But as long as Zhuang Du doesn't call people over, it doesn't matter.

Jiang Wang was also able to relax because of this.

Aunt Song rescued him, which was the reason why he agreed to his father's continuation.Aunt Song is Jiang An'an's biological mother, which is enough for Jiang Wang to forgive a lot.

Forcing Lin Zhengli to kill, dissipated his previous resentment.He didn't know if Song Yiniang could rest under Jiuquan, but he promised An An that he would give her an explanation, and now it is complete.

Although Jiang Anan may not quite know yet why her mother could never write to her again.

In the Lin clan, Jiang Wang also admitted that he did underestimate Lin Zhengren.Under the circumstance of crushing strength, Lin Zhengren also found a chance to escape.

There are pros and cons throughout the replay.

A person like Lin Zhengren is able to seize any small opportunity.Jiang Wang warned himself that if he faced Lin Zhengren in the future, he could no longer be underestimated.

Jiang Wang has never been a perfect character, he can also make mistakes and be careless, but he has never lacked introspection, and he has also grown up through repeated setbacks.

After making sure that Du Ruhui was not disturbed, Jiang Wang never thought about looking back at Jiangcheng.A person like Lin Zhengren knows that it is impossible to give him another chance, and he will inevitably hide in the National Road Academy and not be able to walk an inch.

All I can say is that there will be another chance.

Moreover, although Lin Zhengren is cautious and forbearing, and his temperament is terrible, he is not strong enough after all. As long as Jiang Wang maintains the speed of cultivation, once the gap in strength is widened to a certain extent, he will naturally be able to overwhelm the planning.

More importantly, during this trip to Wangjiang City, Jiang Wang concealed his identity throughout the whole process, so no one would know who he was.Even if Lin Zhengren wanted to take revenge in the future, he could only find Zhang Linchuan.

Returning to the outside of Fenglin City, he went forward and still fell asleep under the monument of living beings.There was an illusory sword shadow that appeared and disappeared from time to time, Jiang Wang knew that it was the flying sword of life that was going forward spontaneously protecting the master.

This is a training about the mind of the Tao, and when he wakes up, his path may be decided here.

Jiang Wang didn't bother him, he found a place not far away to sit down, stared at Fenglin City for a while, then closed his eyes and entered the illusory realm.

Having obtained the Deadwood Judgment, he now needs to accumulate more gong for deduction.Therefore, in the next match of Sword Discourse Platform, he will have no reservations except supernatural powers.

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Time is sometimes the least of the things worth mentioning.

Because you can't remember it at all.

There is no sunset and the moon rises, and you can't see the stars in the sky when you look up.

There was fog everywhere, cold and gloomy fog.

Nether fog shrouded the world of the underworld, and there were helpless corpses in the yin and yang gaps.

Ling He couldn't remember how many days he had lived in this dark world, he only remembered how many people he had buried.

He has to remember, because no one can remember except him.

In the past...

There is no specific time here at all, it can only be an approximate concept.A while ago, a long time ago...

So "before", it should be a while ago.

He was eating at that time.

All the people in Fenglin City were dead, and there was still a lot of food left, but they were basically unable to eat because of the fog of the Netherworld.

Linghe has a way.As long as he controls the mysterious yellow aura in Tongtian and carefully cleans it, the food will return to its original state.

But now he doesn't actually need to eat.

He just wants to maintain his life as a "human" in this world.

Eating to prove that he is still alive.

Prove that there are still people alive in Fenglin City.

Sometimes life is a futility, but there are still people living in futility.

When Ling He was eating, suddenly there was an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

He didn't know where this feeling came from, but he felt warm in his heart, as if being comforted by something.

He put down the chopsticks and walked in the dark direction uncontrollably.

Out of the room, out of the courtyard, out of Pegasus Lane...

This small courtyard in Pegasus Lane is one of his two current homes.There is also a house near the City Lord's Mansion, where the youngest has always lived.

He doesn't need a house, or even a bed, and the house in the dead zone doesn't seem to have any meaning.

But Ling He just felt that...

There must be someone living at home, otherwise it will lose popularity.

He didn't want the homes of the third and the youngest to be so deadly.

Even if they... are already dead.

So he lived back and forth between the two homes, cooking, washing, cleaning, "normal life".

That soothing feeling is nostalgic.

But not long after leaving Pegasus Lane, that feeling disappeared.

Ling He was stunned on the spot, feeling an empty loss.

Then turn around and continue to "live".

Cooking, washing, sweeping, chanting sutras, collecting corpses, and annotating scriptures.

He's always doing these things over and over again.There is no need for meaning, meaning is in the things themselves.

But today, that sudden intimacy has appeared again.

At this time, Ling He had just dug a deep pit, and a couple embracing the dead were put into the grave by him.

Emotional impulses urged Ling He to look for it quickly, and he also yearned for that feeling in his heart - in this dead world caught in the gap between yin and yang, it is difficult to show human emotions.

But he still recited the sutras of transcendence seriously and sincerely, and then buried the graves for the couple with his own hands.

Doing things must have a beginning and an end, this is his necessary persistence,
After completing the entire funeral ceremony, he let himself go, and went towards the feeling in his heart, in the direction of the dark.

This area has no direction.

Although following the old city pattern, it seems to be able to evoke the previous direction.But Ling He deeply understands that the direction of this world is chaotic, there is no east, west, north and south.

But the kind feeling in my heart, the warm feeling that belongs to people, is like a beacon in the vast universe.There is no need for a direction, it is the direction.

This time, this feeling lasted for a long time.

Ling He kept walking until he reached the end of this area.

He knew for a long time that this area has an end.The scope of this area is the scope before Fenglin City.

But the so-called end, the so-called boundary, is not as simple as a wall or a barrier.

If it was a wall, Ling He would have smashed it long ago.If it was a mountain range, Linghe would be able to dig through it sooner or later.But it's just "bounds".

Existing in both reality and fantasy at the same time, it is the same rule as the latitude and longitude of the sky.

Insurmountable, impenetrable.

Now, Ling He is at the end of this area, at the end of a certain chaotic location.

He felt that he was very close to that kindness.

But he couldn't get any closer.

Here is the limit.

That feeling, because of what?

Is it a calling?

Or a prayer?
Is there someone who wants to bring this area back to the world?
Ling He couldn't judge.

But he really misses this feeling of belonging to "people".

Hope, expectation, fantasy.

How precious are these words in this dead place, in this earthly ruin abandoned by the world!
Ling He sat down quietly, leaned against the stubborn boundary between the virtual and the real, and closed his eyes gently.

This is the first good sleep he has slept since the fall of this area.

(End of this chapter)