The Yang Jian who was successfully resurrected has only Yang Jian’s memory. So is he considered Yang Jian?
Yang Jian had already thought about this question when he was using the ghost mirror.
The time when the newspaper ghost appeared in him was definitely not after he encountered a knocking ghost, but very long ago.
It is hard to imagine that he had lived with a ghost for so long and discovered a little abnormality.
He now doubted that he was still an ordinary person at that time?
So is this incident involving ghost newspapers related to his father?
How much is his memory right now?
"You seem to be in confusion, maybe I can answer your question." Ye Xi said very calmly.
He could tell at a glance what problem Yang Jian was struggling with, and he was also deeply troubled by this matter before.
"Is memory important to a person?" Yang Jian hesitated for a while and slowly asked this question.
The newspaper ghost may have modified the details in his memory. When the memory becomes no longer correct, is he still Yang Jian?
"Who you are does not depend on your memory. Memory only provides an anchor for your cognition. Who you are depends on your own cognition."
"For example, I always think I am Ye Xi. No matter how the memory changes, I think I am Ye Xi. That's enough, isn't it?"
Ye Xi also induced Yang Jian to plant a seed in Yang Jian's heart, and soon this seed will sprout and grow.
This prompted Yang Jian to transform himself into an alien, or to give birth to a ghost who thought he was Yang Jian.
"If you are really worried that your memory will be tampered with, and you believe me enough, you can choose to leave a memory about you in me." Ye Xi smiled slightly.
He turned the book in his hand to the latest page, with nothing on the blank page.
Yang Jian also looked at the book in Ye Xi's hand, and then asked: "Is this a supernatural object?"
"No, this is very different from supernatural objects." Ye Xi said.
This book is an item that is contaminated by its own high position, and is essentially very different from supernatural objects.
"What do I want to do?" After a brief thought, Yang Jian decided to leave a memory for Ye Xi.
His grudge against Ye Xi had disappeared when Ye Xi confessed to him. In other words, Yang Jian had enough trust in Ye Xi.
"No need to do anything, just take a look at it."
As Ye Xi finished speaking, a sunny young man in sportswear appeared on the blank paper...
"Is this me?" Yang Jian looked at the young man in the book with a little disbelief.
The young man had a wanton smile on his face, and there was no trace of haze in that smile, and there was no unique coldness on his body.
"To be precise, it is the one you imagined yourself." Ye Xi explained calmly.
"The self you want in your heart is this image."
Yang Jian didn't say anything. Faced with the cruel gap between reality and dreams, Yang Jian chose not to face it.
"I found two heads in the small temple. One can be seen as my father's, and the other one is like it was pieced together with different facial features."
Yang Jian opened up this topic and moved the topic to reality.
Ye Xi was not wrong at all. As long as he thought he was Yang Jian, it would be fine. Memory was just to make him recognize that he was Yang Jian's tool.
"You are going to put this head back? But you only have one body, so what is your choice."
"Do you choose to resurrect something that doesn't know whether it's a ghost or your father? Or do you choose to resurrect a ghost?"
Ye Xi was a little interested and waited for Yang Jian’s choice.
"You said that thing, I don't know if it was my father or a ghost, how could I dare to resurrect him..."
"I chose not to resurrect any of them, and I sealed them all with a golden box, so that at least one evil spirit could be avoided from the birth of a ghost!"
Yang Jian also made the most correct decision after calm analysis.
After all, he himself didn't think that the resurrected thing would be his father, at most it was a ghost with his father's appearance. It was like the ghost who resurrected the resurrection of the miracle master.
"Since that's the case, then let's go. It's no point in staying here." Ye Xi said after looking at the dilapidated little temple.
Yang Jian nodded. He solved all the three mysteries left by his father, but he still couldn't find the evil ghost about the dream.
Just as the two of them were trying to go back, a few people sneaked up on the other side of the village entrance.
They walked into this village a little sneakily, as if they were looking for something.
Seeing this, Yang Jian stopped his steps. He could see at a glance that these people must have wanted to do something bad.
But he is not in the mood to care about this matter now. In his perception, these people are just ordinary people.
The incident of the evil ghost was not resolved, and Yang Jianye did not want to create any trouble.
However, just as Yang Jian wanted to leave here, the sneaky people also came up to ask.
"Brother, do you know how to get to this place? I used to have a relative buried here, and now I want to move his grave."
After saying that, the man took out the banknotes he used a long time ago in his pocket, and it was as brand new as if it had just been taken out of the bank.
Yang Jian's eyes also noticed the location in the photo, which was the grove he had been to not long ago, his grove!
And at that time, he carefully checked it with the ghost domain, so how could he have buried other people's bodies?
Ye Xi also came over at this time, but Ye Xi's appearance instantly made their eyes wide open.
"It's him!"
"It's him!"
"Great, we're saved!"
The few people chattered non-stop in an instant, and Yang Jian also looked at them in surprise.
Why did these people suddenly get epilepsy, keep yelling, and what was going on with the snot and tears?
Before Yang Jian could react, the few people instantly squeezed over beside him, and then came to Ye Xi in front of him.
Their expressions were like crazy, as if they had seen the gods that were extremely worshipped in their hearts.
Yang Jian also turned around and looked at Ye Xi in surprise. Yang Jian's expression seemed to be asking Ye Xi: "Are these people you know?"
Then Yang Jian withdrew his gaze. He realized that this should not be possible because Ye Xi's expression was very calm at the moment. No, it should be said to be cold.