Chapter 8 Heaven is my fault(2/3)
Weights.
"His Highness is friendly to the Futian Alliance, so His Highness did not stop you from coming here. It should be to test Futian Alliance's attitude towards Dragon Palace, but His Highness has recently been in close communication with several demon kings in the sea...
You need to know something so that you can consider it carefully."
Ao Ying nodded slightly, with a bit of tiredness in her eyes.
"I understand, just let eldest sister handle these."
"Old slave, I obey."
Perhaps because he heard the voices in the corridor, Zhou Zheng slowly opened his eyes on the hospital bed.
His pupils trembled slightly and quickly regained focus.
However, the next moment, pain all over his body hit him like a tide. Zhou Zheng groaned, tilted his head to the left, and passed out from the pain.
After a while, the door of the ward opened and Ao Ying carefully slipped in.
She pressed her slender back against the door and stared at Zhou Zheng with her bright eyes, sensing Zhou Zheng's breath carefully.
When it was confirmed that there was indeed nothing wrong with Zhou Zheng, Ao Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"week?"
Ao Ying called softly, sitting on the edge of the chair next to the bed with her legs together, quietly watching Zhou Zheng... the bandage on his face.
Xu blamed herself too much and felt that she was too careless. Ao Ying bit her lip hard and said seriously:
"I will definitely protect you from now on."
…
Zhou Zheng had a long dream.
The first half of this dream was silent, without any coherence or logic, like a picture album that was out of order.
Sometimes he would walk in the majestic palace in the clouds, and when he looked up, he would see the secrets deep in the starry sky.
Sometimes I stood above the big cities, looking at the dense golden light below and the figures walking under the golden light.
He tilts his head upward to show his magical power, and picks up the stars with his hands.
Zhou Zheng saw many strange sights in his dream, and the one that impressed him most was the square-shaped land suspended in the bright starry sky.
In addition to the wonderful sights, there are also wonderful people.
In the dream, Zhou Zheng met many kind-hearted old people, men and women with handsome faces, and also saw some strange and weird figures.
They were all shouting a certain name to themselves, but Zhou Zheng couldn't hear it clearly.
In addition to these, there are many flashing images in the dream.
There was a little Taoist priest with a handsome face who kept saying something to himself and seemed to be his good friend;
There was also a burly general holding two hammers and smiling at himself with a reserved expression. He looked like the legendary giant spirit god.
The last scene in the dream in the first half was of him kneeling in front of a hall.
The picture is from the first perspective.
'Zhou Zheng' stood up slowly, looked at the main hall, looked at the numerous figures in the hall, and let out a low roar:
"Heaven has failed me!"
At this point, the previous part of the dream recedes like water, and these mythical scenes dissipate like bubbles.
In the second half of the dream, Zhou Zheng fell from the clouds to the ground.
It was a dilapidated orphanage on the edge of the main urban area of Longchen City, not far from the protective shield.
Zhou Zheng spent his entire childhood there.
On a sunny morning, you can see several rows of sheets and quilts hanging to dry in the yard, as well as a group of children crawling under them, laughing and playing.
'Zhou Zheng, your name is so strange. Are you Bao Zheng?'
——The little girl whose face could no longer be seen clearly asked with a smile.
'Remember, I am the boss in this area. Do you accept it? If you don't accept it, I will beat you every time!'
——The idle boy grinned and cursed.
But when the scene changed, the young man's arms were covered with blood, his face was pale, and he shouted in a trembling voice:
'I'm convinced! I'm convinced! Brother Zhou, you are my brother, I'm convinced, and you will be my brother from now on!'
This young man was Zhou Zheng's biggest 'strong enemy' in his childhood and adolescence.
After Zhou Zheng defeated this guy, he became the 'supporter' of the children in the orphanage. He went to the orphanage to do some tiring work when he had nothing to do.
Later, this man learned the craft of repairing cars, moved to another city to get married, and gradually lost contact with Zhou Zheng.
The dream became slightly depressing.
It's drizzling in the sky.
Several excavators knocked down the walls of the orphanage.
Zhou Zheng, who came over after hearing the news, was just a high school student. Although he was filled with anger, he was still held tightly by the old dean.
That day, Zhou Zheng stood in the rain in front of a dozen children, staring at the cold and heavy machinery with a pair of red eyes, watching it destroy his past bit by bit.
The scene in the dream was replaced by a sunny afternoon.
Zhou Zheng squatted in front of the recently erected tombstone, took out fruits and flowers from his schoolbag, and lit two stacks of yellow paper in the brazier.
The face of the girl wearing a black dress on the side is still blurry.
'Xiao Zheng, do you think this world is fair to us?'
The girl asked him softly.
Zhou Zheng raised his head and glanced at his father. He remembered that he didn't answer at that time because he didn't know how to answer.
The dream scene faded away with the wind, and the dream came to an end.
The dreams turned into memories of this life can touch Zhou Zheng's heartstrings more than those images of fairyland.
When Zhou Zheng came to his senses, he was standing in darkness, with a faint light flickering in front of him.
The light and shadow changed, and a bronze mirror of the same height appeared in front of Zhou Zheng. In the bronze mirror was a man with a face similar to his, but with a completely different temperament.
This should be a scholar, wearing a light blue robe, a Taoist hoop, and two jade pendants hanging around his waist.
They looked at each other.
I don't know how long it took, but the scribe in the mirror smiled freely, lowered his head and bowed to Zhou Zheng. When the scribe stood up, his figure turned into golden powder, which quickly disintegrated in the mirror.
From beginning to end, the other party did not say a word, and Zhou Zheng did not ask the other party a word.
When the scribe disappeared completely, the bronze mirror was stretched into a portal.
Zhou Zheng looked back and saw a bright galaxy.
Turning around and stepping into this door, Zhou Zheng successfully felt the presence of his body. At the same time, he felt soreness, swelling, pain, and numbness all over his body.
The memory fell into place on its own, imprinting this dream in Zhou Zheng's mind.
What did you go through before you fell into coma?
In the parking lot wrapped in thick fog, a group of sea spirits came with bad intentions, and the shark fascia monster...
Do I really have a second personality? When I encounter danger in the future, I will just yell "Balala Little Demon Boy Transformation"?
No, compared to schizophrenia, there seems to be another possibility that is higher——
Reincarnation of gods.
A similar identity to Ao Ying.
Then why does he remember nothing about his previous life, but Ao Ying clearly knows her past life?
Zhou Zheng recalled the dream he had just experienced, and thought of the scribe who bowed to him in the mirror and then disappeared, and he had some guesses in his heart.
Heaven has failed me.
This sentence seems to be quite important.
As if infected by the relieved smile of the scribe in the mirror, Zhou Zheng also smiled a little and slowly opened his eyes.
Familiar ceiling.
Familiar Simmons single bed and bedside poster.
Familiar... isn't this my own home?
Zhou Zheng grabbed his phone and looked at the date, then let out a long sigh of relief.
It has been two days since I went out to play with Ao Ying.
The action of touching the phone just now seemed to involve the injury. Zhou Zheng felt sore and numb all over, and he lay paralyzed on the bed unable to move for a long time.
Wow——
To be continued...