what timeline is this

Yingzi stood a little confused on the unfamiliar bustling street, her brain was like a rusty gear, which made her thinking very slow.Pedestrians coming and going wore obviously exotic attire, which looked like a country in the Middle East. The hot sun was shining on the street, but she couldn't feel a trace of warmth.

Someone ran towards her, holding a basket high in her hand, shouting something loudly, but Yingzi couldn't hear any sound, and the whole world seemed to be muted.She came back to her senses suddenly, and tried to avoid it, but she was a step too late, the other party bumped into her straight, the expected pain did not appear, the other party... passed through her.

By the way, I seem to be dead.

Yingzi's scattered thoughts finally came together little by little, and she remembered that she was indeed dead.

So is this a soul time travel?The girl's head is full of doubts, she can't hear the sound, she can't feel the temperature, and she can't touch anything. Is this the feeling after death?I always feel that something is wrong.

She looked down at herself, she was still wearing the white dress she had when she died, and the glaring red was also on her chest. She touched it, but it didn't hurt, but there was a hole, the hole left by the bullet, she could even poke her finger go in...

Yingzi was stunned for a moment, and quickly withdrew her hand, no, although she didn't feel any pain, this kind of behavior made one's scalp tingle, fingers could poke into the heart, it was completely unacceptable!Everyone is dead, can't this hole be repaired by itself?

I don't know if it's her own illusion, Yingzi found that after she thought this way, the wound felt a little hot, but the feeling was not obvious, and she quickly put this strangeness behind her.

It was her first time to be a ghost, and she was not familiar with the business. Yingzi didn't know what to do, so she just wandered around the street in a daze.She can't communicate with any existence in this world, just like the audience outside the movie screen, can only watch all this, no, she is worse than the average audience, her movie has been muted, no one has provided yet subtitle.

It won't be like this forever!

Just when Yingzi couldn't control it and started to get anxious, the whole world picture changed, and she found herself in a strange room.

There are strange things everywhere in the house, all kinds of unknown flowers and herbs, strange animal skulls, and red liquid suspected of blood. The most conspicuous ones are the large and exaggerated magic circle on the ground, and the black coffin in the center , This looks like some kind of sacrificial scene, or a ritual to summon demons.

What will be in the coffin?

Yingzi always felt that the things inside were very important to her, but she didn't know why deep in her heart she faintly resisted getting close to that coffin.

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly opened from the outside, because there was no sound, and suddenly there was an extra person in the room, the girl was shocked.

It was an old man who seemed to be old, with white beard and hair, and a pair of brown eyes that looked a little cloudy. As the other person walked in, Yingzi seemed to be able to smell the decayed smell of the other person. Of course, in fact, she I couldn't smell anything, but the old man's whole body gave off signs of dying.

Although she knew that the other party could not touch her, Yingzi instinctively got out of the way, watching the old man tremblingly walk to the center of the magic circle, stopped in front of the coffin, and stretched out her hand as if to open the coffin.

"Don't!" Yingzi shouted almost instinctively, trying to stop the old man's movement, but her hand just passed through the other's arm weakly.

The coffin obviously looked very heavy, but the old man pushed the lid of the coffin away with a light push.

Yingzi's pupils shrank suddenly, and her gaze was fixed on the person in the coffin.

The white and flawless female body was lying naked in the coffin, with a good figure and an extremely beautiful face. The long blue hair was spread out, glowing with a faint brilliance. It was clearly——her.

A thought stabs into my mind like dawn breaking in darkness.

This is not the afterlife, this is her memory.

The moment she realized this, the whole world began to shatter, like a piece of smashed glass. Yingzi felt dizzy for a while. When she recovered, she found herself in a strange pure white space, floating in the air. There are countless large and small golden fluorescent lights.

The girl instinctively reached out to touch the nearest golden fluorescent light. The moment she touched it, a scene clearly flashed in her mind. It was the scene where she took her grandma out for a walk.

"These are... my memories?"

Yingzi is a little confused, so what's going on now?She is dead, she was obviously shot in the heart.

Thinking of this, she lowered her head and looked at the wound on her chest again as if to confirm, she didn't know if she didn't look at it, she was startled when she saw it, she, her, grass grew on her wound!

Grass is growing!The wound has grown grass!

The girl was not well. She carefully opened the neckline a little, wanting to confirm what was going on. The scene in front of her made her scalp tingle. Tiny vines crawled out of the wound like blood vessels, as if they were parasites. Cusi flower on flesh and blood.

It doesn't matter, she is already dead, if the grass grows, it will grow grass...

Yingzi took a deep breath to comfort herself, people are dead, why care so much, right?

Well... no way!Her body grows grass or something, she is incapable of accepting it!So what's going on now!Could it be that grass grew on her body, which affected the soul?

No, if the corpse has grown grass, it should be rotten too!

Yingzi looked at the rest of her body. Her skin was still as fair as jade, and she was fine. Except for the grass on the wound, there was nothing abnormal about her body. She quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

After spending half a day, Yingzi finally accepted the fact that she had grown grass, and then continued to struggle with the current situation.

These large and small golden fluorescent lights are all her memories, so will the soul be trapped in the memory after death?How can she leave here, and where to reincarnate?It is said that since there is a soul, it should be reincarnated, right?

The girl was wandering around in this pure white space while thinking endlessly. This place obviously doesn't look big, but she can't reach the edge no matter what.Suddenly, she stopped and noticed something unusual. Not far away, among a bunch of large and small golden fluorescent lights, a little green fluorescent light was particularly conspicuous.

Yingzi walked over, hesitated for a moment, then tentatively reached out to touch the green fluorescent point, and related memories flooded into her mind instantly, it was the scene she saw before entering this space, the girl in the coffin, Or the self in the coffin.

She immediately understood that this green fluorescent light was her lost memory, and then the green fluorescent light flew into her palm as if being pulled by some invisible thing, and then disappeared.

"Eh?" Yingzi was stunned, looking left and right in her palm, but she couldn't find any traces of green fluorescence.

Her chest was slightly hot, and she instinctively looked down at the wound. The tiny vines that had drilled out before suddenly began to grow faster, and the vines climbed up directly along her shoulders.

Yingzi: "!!!"

At this point, Yingzi finally had to admit the fact that she probably, maybe, maybe, shouldn’t be human, at least not ordinary human, no matter if she analyzed it from the memories she saw before or from the grass growing on her chest. .

She should also have some kind of special ability, or a special constitution, and this special power is related to the lost memory. After the memory is restored, the power will probably be restored, so... If more green fluorescence is found, maybe she The memory of the past can be restored.

But for some reason, she just had this idea, and she had a great mental resistance, not wanting to restore her memory, every cell in her body seemed to be rejecting it, if the soul also had cells.

Although she was refusing all over her body, Yingzi still chose to look for other green fluorescent lights first. After all, she was standing still and doing nothing. The larger ones are probably larger memory fragments.

Want to touch?

The girl stood there silently. If she had a choice, she didn't want to restore the past memory. Since the body instinctively refused, it must not be a good memory. If the past is too bad, then discard it, because the important thing is the future , she has always believed so firmly.

But the current situation is that if she doesn't do something, she has an intuition that she will stay in this strange space full of her memories forever.

After an unknown amount of time passed, Yingzi finally stretched out her hand slowly.

……

"Shaxi, I am your father and the one who created you. You should obey my orders."

"Shaxi, this is your tree of life, don't resist it, it's a part of you, as long as it doesn't die, you won't die."

"Shaxi, you don't need to know that much, you just need to follow orders."

"Shaxi, today I will take you to see the king. If there are no accidents, you will stay by Wang's side in the future. Protecting the king is the meaning of your existence."

"Shaxi, don't worry, the king will accept you, after all, you have the aura of that adult on you."

"Father, who are you talking about?"

"Lord Enkidu."

……

The memory stopped abruptly, and Yingzi couldn't recover for a long time. The fact that she clearly knew that she was a puppet was still a little hard for her to accept.

At the same time, when she was immersed in the memory, the vines had already grown rapidly and wrapped around her whole body.

Yingzi: "..." What is going on!

The girl really wanted to hug her head and cry, but it was a pity that she was having difficulty moving now, the vines wrapped her more and more tightly, the light in front of her eyes became less and less, and with the darkness gradually approaching, her consciousness began to gradually blur.

Small white flowers bloomed on the vine.