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Text Prologue: The sword is like a dream

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    "Hey, are you stupid? Come to your senses, meow!" Someone shouted in my ear at a loud volume.  But I just raised my head, glanced at him with dull eyes, and then lowered my head again.

    Memory, restored.

    The memory before going to that world has been restored.

    It turns out that the cute girl in front of me is really a god of death - a heartless one.  I smiled bitterly and said nothing.

    "I seem to have had a dream¡ª¡ª"

    Before I could finish my sentence, I was interrupted by the girl.

    "No, it's not a dream. You did live in that world for eighteen years, three months, twenty-one days, sixteen hours, ten minutes and three seconds. After that, your body collapsed and your soul came back here. Meow." The girl's words shook my heart for the last time.  A trace of fantasy is broken.

    I covered my head and groaned in pain.

    "Can I go back alone?" After understanding the truth of the matter, my self-identity changed again.

    "No, meow, because the next plot is no longer attractive, meow. No one wants to see what happens after you unify the world, meow. Do you want to write about palace battles, meow? Or about the mountains and rivers after you live in seclusion, meow? This is not possible  Recommended vote meow.¡±

    "I don't understand what you are talking about." I shook my head.

    "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, meow. On the contrary, if you understand, I will feel very troubled, meow." It was in obvious contrast to my lifelessness.  The girl looked very happy.

    "I haven't been this happy for a long time, meow. As expected, sending you to various worlds to observe is a very correct decision, meow. Okay, okay, I see you have woken up. Then let's go to another world¡ª¡ª  "

    "Stop joking!" I jumped up all of a sudden - even though I was still in the spiritual state, for some reason I still pulled out the Heavenly Sword from my waist and slashed at the death girl.

    "It seems that you are still a little confused about the situation, meow." The girl calmly took a step back to avoid the sword light. Then a red light flashed in the girl's eyes, and her temperament changed. From innocent to innocent,  The girl instantly turned into a murderous evil spirit.

    "You are neither Cao Cao, Cao Mengde, nor the emperor of the Chinese Federation, nor the protagonist of that plane - you are just my toy, a dead otaku - or a really dead otaku!" The God of Death!  The girl yelled and waved the sickle in her hand lightly, but it didn't really hit me.

    However, an unprecedented severe pain spread all over my body - it hurt, it hurt - it really hurt.  I suddenly fell to my knees on the ground and dropped the sword in my hand.  In the spiritual state, I feel sweating profusely.  The whole person's nerves seemed to have disappeared.  There is only one feeling left in my body: "It hurts".

    But it¡¯s okay.

    After my brain has undergone secondary development and eighteen years of hard work in the struggle for hegemony, all these have not been lost with the death of my body.  In fact, I already understood that what she said was true.  Also, I can't resist.

    Immediately afterwards, my spiritual world collapsed.  Crying like a child.  The soul was almost shattered.  The death girl was actually startled, and then she hurriedly entered an unknown amount of power and an unknown attribute.  This saved my soul.

    However, even so, I won¡¯t be able to be thrown into another world for some time.

    ¡°Just like that, there is an idiot doll with a loss of consciousness in Death¡¯s playground.  Every day is nothing but a daze.  Occasionally I said to myself: I have learned lip reading, but what she said at that time was not Chinese, nor English, French, Spanish or Italian - let alone Japanese.  what is it¡­¡­

    In this way, the Death girl played in the playground every day. When she got tired of playing, she ran over to observe the doll.  Talk to the puppet.  The doll ignores her most of the time.  She became angry and used the same mental punishment as before to deal with him.  But the doll still didn't speak.  The girl was a little bored.

    What she wants is a toy that is obedient and easy to use, not a doll that knows nothing.

    So, the girl thought of many ways to cheer up the dead man.  It's just all useless.  The dead house seems to be really dead.  Heartbroken.

    It¡¯s just that one day, the girl suddenly discovered that Shi Zhai was interested in a mobile phone she found accidentally¡ªto be precise, he was interested in the ringtone of that mobile phone

    Immediately afterwards, the girl found the name and basic information of the song. It was not very popular, nor was it very classic.  Although it sounds good - it is only good.

    Knife, sword like a dream?

    The girl listened to the song carefully and translated it into Chinese to the following meaning:

     Where will my sword go?

    Love and hate are inseparable

    My knife cuts through the sky

    I don¡¯t understand right and wrong

    I am drunk and hazy

    Gratitude and resentment are illusions and empty

    I wake up from a spring dream

    Life and death are all empty

    Come and go in a hurry

    I wish we could meet each other

    Love is also in a hurry, hate is also in a hurry

    Everything goes with the wind

    Laugh wildly

    ??????????????????????

    Have a happy life

    A sad life

    Who will live and die with me?

    I cry with tears in my heart

    "Sorrow and joy, the sky makes fun of you"

    I¡¯m laughing, I¡¯m crazy, I¡¯m crazy

    The sky and the earth are turbulent

    The girl nodded, somewhat understanding.  Although this song is neither popular nor classic.  But it clearly showed the current state of mind of Shizhai.  That's why the dead house reacts to it.

    After understanding this, the girl moved in a stereo, DVD and a complete home theater, and played this song around the dead house every day.

    But the girl soon discovered that simply playing this song could not achieve the desired effect - because no matter how you listen to this song, it is negative and illusory - although the tune is very exciting.

    So the girl continued to speak to the dead man: "Do you think you are the sword? Then who is the sword?"

    "Without a knife, I am just a person."

    ¡°Hearing the dead man speak again, the girl couldn¡¯t believe it was true.  Then he said a lot to the dead man, but found that the dead man didn't speak again.

    The girl felt that her patience was about to be worn out.  I almost couldn't help but chop the soul of the dead house into pieces.  But when I think about it again, I feel a little reluctant to give up.

    It¡¯s better to find a way to let him take the initiative to work, and then squeeze it out.

    "It is said that those who do evil in life will go to hell after death. Where do you think you will go?"

    ¡­It doesn¡¯t matter, right?  He was thinking about it, but on the surface he still looked like he was in a daze.

    "You have been practicing this kind of virtue for nearly a thousand years. It seems that you have never forgotten that world."

    ¡­¡­A thousand years?  Has it been so long?  But it doesn¡¯t matter.

    "What would happen to you if I erased your memory of that world?"

    ?

    !

    The answer is the Yitian Sword in the hand of the dead house. Unknowingly, the girl was too close to the dead house.

    Of course, such an attack poses no threat to the girl.  The girl's wrist was twisted by the girl's backhand, and he was pushed to the ground immediately.

    "You devil! Ghost! Evil God! Are you going to take away even Gu's last memories?!" Death House roared at the top of his lungs.

    "It seems that you really care about that memory." The girl's smile was very ferocious in the eyes of the dead man: "If you don't want to be eliminated by me, just follow my orders! Go to the next world to make me happy.  !¡±

    ¡°Don¡¯t ever try the heartbreaking feeling again!¡± The dead man continued to fight.

    "Then give it a try and never fall in love with anyone." The girl smiled sweetly.

    The dead man was a little dazed for a while.  No matter how useful your brain is, it will get rusty after being idle for a thousand years.

    "This time, I will only erase the memory of your last life. That is, the memory of the life in the dead house. The memory of your previous life will be retained - as long as you satisfy me, you can always keep it.  oh."

    Feeling that Shizhai had given up resistance, the girl let go of him.  The two sat down again.

    "Answer me, what's going on in the last world now?" asked the dead man.

    "It's really heartless. It took a thousand years to think of this problem - after a thousand years, everyone you know is naturally dead. The two empires finally destroyed the world because they dropped nuclear bombs on each other. After the nuclear winter  , just like language, human civilization has gone back ten thousand years. And the mutation is so disgusting."

    "What I'm asking about is C.C!" My voice rose a little.

    "He's dead too." The girl rolled her eyes imitating the deadbeat look.

    "How is it possible?! Doesn't code have an eternal lifespan?!" I couldn't accept it for a while.

    "Because you died, c.c felt that there was no point in living, so she quickly found someone and gave her the code, and then she died." The girl explained.

    I nodded slowly.

    Has it been a thousand years?

      They are all dead.

    Then, I must live, and I must keep this memoryc.c.

    "I accept your request." The dead man finally compromised.

    "It's not a request, it's my order!" The girl got an advantage and behaved well.

    "It doesn't matter" Death House snorted.  Then, just like last time, he was hit by the girl's scythe and disappeared.

    "Well Because I have lost my morality, my emotions have become stronger and more difficult to suppress. But if you remove the emotions, you will really become a doll, which is very troublesome" The girl thought for a while, and then  The corners of his mouth turned up in imitation of a nerd, showing an evil smile: "It seems like it's time to find him a companion Swords are like a dream, huh?"
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