Chapter 3 Uniqueness becomes essence, who is the protagonist?
As the young men from the village quickly moved him to the ambulance, they sent him away as if they were sending off the plague.
There was no one in the ambulance. The layout inside was more like that of a coffin transporter. It was long and narrow. There was a groove in the middle, and it seemed that the coffin was placed here.
But Ye Xi had no mind to care about other things at this time, because he knew he couldn't get out! He had already used his authority to seal off the village.
Sure enough, when the car arrived at the entrance of the village, a stone rolled down the mountain, with bloody writing on it saying "life after death".
The ambulance was blocked in front of a stone, and Ye Xi in the car smiled disdainfully. He was the master here!
The crystal in his pocket gave off a gleam of light. Maybe this was fate? Ye Xi once again showed clear eyes!
What's wrong with me! No! He felt that desire to dominate everything came up again. He pressed the mask on his face hard...
He exhausted all his strength and finally the mask fell off. I don't want to be like that...
After the mask fell off, Ye Xi's face was still shrouded in a black mist. He felt like his life was disappearing...
He was recalling his last days, and a magical book appeared here in his memories. It was the Necronomicon that he had not finished reading before he fell into coma.
Ye Xi finally thought, if this is the real Necronomicon, then save him!
He hummed in his mouth: ""call azathoth tell me call azathoth about azathoth""
The night sky tonight is so beautiful, the stars are flowing.
He looked at the stone in his pocket. He had no memory of the small stone in front of him. It was as if it had been added out of thin air. This was not his creation...
He looked carefully at this beautiful crystal, which seemed to have a star-like fluid inside.
Perhaps Ye Xi was looking at the crystal too carefully, and he didn't notice that the fallen rock on the mountain was smelling of decay at the moment.
Black light flashed, and the boulder falling on the ground rushed directly towards Ye Xi's chest.
The broken stone on the chest is the tragic scene in front of me! The blood mixes with the broken stone, mixes with the crystal, and melts each other. Finally, only a liquid like purple quicksand flows back to Ye Xi's body...
"Hey, young man..." A familiar voice sounded again...
Ye Xi slowly regained consciousness this time. It hurt, the pain of being broken into pieces! Didn't he die under the heavy blow of the stone? What happened now...
He wanted to make a sound, but suddenly a strange intuition made him close his eyes and let the old man speak without opening his eyes again!!
The old village chief said he couldn't wake up! I think he should be sacrificed to the mountain god quickly! Some villagers shouted from outside the door.
The old village chief looked at Ye Xi seriously, as if he was confirming that he really couldn't wake up... Finally, he said seriously: "Okay, let's worship the mountain god and bless my paper village with good weather!"
After the old village chief left, Ye Xi opened his eyes again. What happened to me? He looked at himself carefully. There was no heartbeat or body temperature all over his body, and there were some small spots...
Suddenly he had the same intuition again, telling him to lie still...
As the door opened... a group of people beat gongs and drums and brought Ye Xi inside in a sedan.
The journey was bumpy, and after stopping again, Ye Xi thought that the villagers did not exist... The sound of gongs and drums outside disappeared. It was still the original world, and he did not go out!
He pushed open the curtain of the sedan, and in front of him was an altar that he had never remembered in his memory, with a mask enshrined on it.
Ye Xi's legs instantly became weak after seeing the mask. Is this his fate?
The mask was half-crying, half-laughing but seemed to be mocking him...
Put him on... put him on... put him on
As long as you wear it, you will be the omniscient and omnipotent master.
An incomparable desire appeared in his heart... Ye Xi resisted the desire. He knew that this mask was very strange... He fell deeply in love with just one glance...
The mask seemed to stop bewitching Ye Xi, and Ye breathed a sigh of relief... But then the white mist enveloped him again...
It's the first white mist again... and the endless white mist again. Put it on, take it off... Such a voice appeared in his heart again...
Even if my body is taken away, I can escape from the white mist! I am tired, fed up with being alone forever without time... fed up with being endlessly manipulated by fate.
I can't stand it! Reason can't resist the wear and tear of time, not to mention the endless loneliness.
He picked up the mask that suddenly appeared...The mask seemed to be mocking himself, you useless waste...
Gently put it on his face... At the last moment of his coma, he knew that this was the uniqueness of the Fool...
Ye Xi woke up again and found that he was in the hospital. The nurse in front of the bed immediately contacted others after seeing him waking up.
Soon after, a man in a suit and tie walked in. He had a special temperament and was very sharp.
"Hello, I am Zhou Zheng, the current person in charge of Dachang City. Needless to say, after you have experienced this, you should believe that there is something strange in the world!"
Ye Xi recalled Zhou Zheng and Dachang City, as if he had heard of it somewhere. Mysterious recovery!
Ye Xi was really confused now. Wasn't he in the world of the Lord of Mysteries? Wasn't he wearing the Fool's Uniqueness and having his body taken away?
He put on the mask and a lot of memories poured into his head. He had just adapted and went to the world of the Lord of Mysteries. But now he was told that it was a world of mysterious resurrection! The key is that neither of these two worlds is a good world.
ah!
A mask appeared in his mind, as if he was mocking him... Is he Ye Xi or does he have the uniqueness of Ye Xi's memory...
But he quickly adjusted his mentality. After all, in the world of mysterious recovery, memory and consciousness are the only criteria to judge who I am.
He has Ye Xi's consciousness, Ye Xi's memory, and he is Ye Xi. The mask expression in his mind changed at this moment, as if it changed with the change of his facial expression...
It was a long psychological journey, but in Zhou Zheng's eyes not even a second had passed!
"Well, Mr. Zhou Zheng, I believe there is something wrong." Ye Xi showed an expression of fear and luck of escaping after death.
"Then can I ask what your name is and what your identity is? We have matched all the databases and there is no one who looks similar to you. They are all handsome guys with the same appearance, but it does not apply to you." Zhou Zheng
He said it in a casual and homely tone, as if he was trying to appease Ye Xi's mood.
He knew that he had come to the world of mysterious resurrection, so he naturally had to change what he said: "I am a native of Dachang, my name is Ye Xi, and I am now a senior intern at Dachang University!"
"Ye Xi, right? Wait for me." Zhou Zheng seemed to be checking information with the headquarters!