Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 343 Combined Life
Liang De looked away and looked at the bank across the street.

The digital display outside the bank door was flashing red, scrolling to display today's date.

Liang De stared at the numbers for a while, then put down the hem of his sweaty clothes, put his palms on his stomach and scratched twice, the firm touch made him seem to see the clear lines of the abdominal muscles.

He raised his right hand and rested it on the outside of his left forearm, which also felt firm to the touch. After a little effort, the contracted and raised muscles were full of vitality.

Ordinary vitality, even if it is increased by [-] times, it cannot be compared with the strength obtained after practicing extraordinary martial arts such as natural divine power, but it makes him think.

Yes, at that time I still had muscles, and I played basketball well. I was not a sports student but also joined the school team. My grades were not bad, and I was an ordinary high school student.

Return to 15 years old?
Director Dong guides you to play out a very retro plot.

Liang De habitually wanted to make a menthol cigarette to smoke, but he snapped his fingers but found that his self-nature could not get through.

He reached down to find that the knockoff Bulls basketball pants had pockets, but there were only a few crumpled bills inside.

By the way, I haven't learned to smoke yet at this time.

Liang De, Liang De, your eyes and lungs used to be so clear, when did they become like this now?

He closed his eyes, trying to find possible clues deep in his mind.

After waking up on the street in Xia Ye at the age of 15, his martial arts cultivation and self-nature supernatural powers disappeared. Not only did the martial artist's spiritual sense disappear, but his thinking also became much duller.

This is the past in his memory, and it is the overlapping segment that he picked up when he activated the self-nature supernatural power "Returning Light Photography" with the help of Mo Feisheng.

But unlike flipping through memories with a revolving lantern in his life on the original self-nature, he is not watching the memories right now, but playing the role of his 15-year-old self in person.

Liang De tapped his brows with his knuckles.

Director Dong said that this forging is to turn me over, assuming he has succeeded... No, if he has succeeded, I can't wake up in this place inexplicably, not knowing what to do.

But Director Dong didn't explain anything other than letting me hear his voice agree.

He said that this forging requires my full cooperation, but I only responded cooperatively at the beginning.

Therefore, what Director Dong did not specifically explain should be self-explanatory, and he thinks that he does not need to talk about things.

By the way, Director Dong asked me to remember the metaphor of inside and outside, and let me use this metaphor as a starting point, so that I would not be at a loss.

I don't know what to do... Is this what I'm talking about now?

Flip the shell, look for karma, self-explanatory...

Liang De's lips moved slightly, silently repeating these three words several times.

"Shell" is a metaphor. I subconsciously feel that my inner being is hidden under a shell.

Then... the usual "I", the thinking "I", cannot control the inner "I", this "I" is not inside the shell, but outside the shell!

The one closest to the shell is the usual "I".

Director Dong turned over the shell, and the exposed inner part touched "I".

It's not that "I" was released, but "I" came in.

I reached out to my hidden inner self.

Then, fate, fate...who decides the fate?

I get it, the self-explanatory things are:

How can others help you find your own karma?
Director Dong opened a way for me, and I have to rely on myself for the rest.

Liang De put down the right hand that was hitting the center of his eyebrows, and when he realized where he was, everything began to change.

This 15-year-old summer night came alive.

Liang De saw the three doors again. Unlike before, he immediately understood what they represented in the hidden interior.

Behind the first door is his own memory.

Behind the second door is the memory of that woman.

Behind the third door is the memory of their spirits after overlapping.

He was behind the third door, in that overlapping memory that was beyond the reach of his own psychic powers.

That is the illusory thing Mo Feisheng said.

At this moment, the unreal is awakening.

This summer night is no longer like a videotape where the same content is played every time.

When "I" meets the hidden inside, he is no longer a spectator of memory, but throws himself into it.

The 15-year-old Liang De will wake up behind the third door and do what he would do then, and the woman will do the same.

When the Yuanshen merged, she also left fragments of herself in Liang De's heart.

What are about to meet on this illusory stage are two real shadows.

The summer night that is about to start broadcasting is no longer a false memory that was put together, but a real encounter on an illusory stage.

Liang De handed over the stage to his 15-year-old self.

The only audience retreated to the audience, watching silently.

The high school student with an overly dignified expression changed into a simple and childish face after a gust of night wind. He strode across the concrete road and pushed open the glass door of the Korean fried chicken restaurant.

Liang De saw his 15-year-old self chatting with that indifferent black-haired girl in front of the cashier counter, he probably started chatting, although the 15-year-old was unilaterally saying some bad words pretending to be sophisticated, even though he was bombarded The clerk girl at the chicken shop just shook her head or frowned from time to time, although the topics were all irrelevant.

But in that cramped fried chicken place, the two chatted their way up.

it's not like that.

Liang De looked at his own memory behind the first door. He was very silent during the summer vacation when he was 15 years old, and no one could talk to him about those irrelevant topics.

During the days when Xiao Shao'er was hospitalized with Xiao Shao'er, every time he went out to buy supper alone, he was very silent.

He knew that his sister was crying secretly. Seeing the little girl's sad appearance, he also had a sore nose and red eyes several times.

He couldn't cry with her, he didn't think he could.

So he pretended to be strong, told his bad jokes in front of his sister, and went downstairs to buy delicious food for her.

During that time, my parents worked overtime almost every day. When I got home, sometimes there were meals held in bowls on the table, and more often a few dollars held in ashtrays.

But he can't complain. In those two years, a lot of people were laid off. He has seen what the laid-off neighbor's house looks like. He and his sister are already very lucky.

He just felt helpless, a little scared, afraid of the days to come.

So he can only be silent by himself, trying to do things that he thinks will make the future better.

But doing those things doesn't make him happy.

Until he graduated from university and started working, he didn't understand that people should live in the present, not just prepare for the future life.

That summer vacation was one of his regrets, one of many.

If only then, if only then someone could listen to me rambling...

Liang De looked behind the second door.

She was not what she is now.

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