The people who came in opened the door, plaid shirts, jeans, and white shoes, were obviously single dogs without a girlfriend to help match clothes. They were usually seen everywhere, but the face and the aura made Meng Qi feel a chill around him.

It turned out to be another self!

Shouldn’t I die in a rental house? My parents have been suffering from the pain of losing their children for almost three years, right?

The facial features carved from a mold seem to be copied, and even the breath is exactly the same. When they are excited, Meng Qi thought it was caused by dispersed fluctuations and did not pay attention.

He looked at the "self" in front of him to shake off his shoes, put on slippers, rubbed into the kitchen, grabbed half of the sausage that had not been cut, and he started to chew it. His mother knocked him hard on the head. He felt that the scene seemed to have reappeared yesterday, as if it was a fantasy and real thing.

The beauty of memory is played like a movie, but the one in memory is not me anymore.

Who is true and who is false? When false is true, true is also false?

Is it the Demon Buddha or Yang Jian who deliberately "created" another self in order to cover up and not be noticed, or is there something else hidden?

He stood in the living room, hiding in the void, watching the warm homely scenes happening.

"It's almost thirty years old, I haven't had a straight face yet, I'll roll and bring the dishes out." My mother pushed "I" with a lazy look.

"I" smiled and praised my mother's extraordinary sausage skills, then brought the prepared dishes out, lowered her voice, and asked her dad: "How much private money have you saved recently?"

My father covered his pockets with a vigilant look on his face: "Little bastard, you want to hit your father with a private money again? Is it easy for me to save a few dollars every time I buy vegetables and save thousands of dollars. I have to buy a pack of cigarettes to pack with the good cigarette boxes from the past. You bastard not only isn't filial to your father, but you always want to hit me with a private money. I really hate that you didn't have a daughter."

"I" said with a look of proof, "Dad, I'll just ask, are you so excited?"

While saying that, he took out a stack of money and stuffed it to his father: "Stop smoking and buy some e-liquid or something to replace it."

My dad borrowed money and suddenly sighed: "I just said it, you can keep the money yourself. The family conditions are average, so I can't help you. The girl has high requirements now, so you have to rely on yourself to get married in the future."

"Just take it to you. I am young and strong, with education and ability, and I am afraid that I will not make money? I said indifferently.

Dinner is ready. As usual, I entered my mother's long-lasting time. I looked at this dissatisfied, and looked at the one who wanted to kick it. Finally, I sighed: "Meng Qi, I don't ask you to take care of you, but you are almost thirty years old and don't even have a partner. I'm anxious. Dong Xiaoming next door is several years younger than you, and his son can call him a father. I know you are very angry and don't want to settle down, but as you grow older, you will get smaller and smaller in the future. I am older and in poor health. I don't expect to see my daughter-in-law even if I die..."

Seeing that my mother became more and more sad as she spoke, she coughed and said with a smile: "Mom, this is not a matter. There are not a hundred girls who have a crush on me, but there are dozens of them. Of course, I have to carefully choose."

My mother was immediately amused and gave her a look: "I will brag! I have the ability to bring someone back before the end of the year!"

"Yes, yes, yes, follow the Queen Mother's decree and myself" made the joke, making the atmosphere of supper gradually softer.

One is nagging, full of care, the other is silent and has little love, care is hidden in his heart, and the other is active, persistent and filial. It forms a warm and beautiful family picture, which is reflected in Meng Qi's eyes, making his heart tides rise and fall, and his emotions are complicated and difficult to describe.

I was moved, savored, but I could only be like an audience, quietly witnessing all this, there seemed to be a gap ahead, and I couldn't even get through it.

All this often appears in memories, but at that time my mother rarely nagged about her wife, but now, she is standing by and watching them enjoy family happiness, but she has nothing to do with me anymore.

I don't know that I am a guest in my dream.

Washing dishes, mopping the floor, chatting, Meng Qi from the Earth returned to the room, his eyes suddenly contracted and his heartbeat accelerated because a familiar figure sat on the computer chair.

If he hadn't known that there was no mirror there and that his clothes were very different, he would have thought he had seen him.

"Who are you?" he blurted out, looking terrifying.

Then I felt the sound echoing in the room without any leakage.

Meng Qi smiled very lightly: "Aren't I you?"

His eyes were filled with black and white light, and an ancient lamp shone through the past and the future. The wheel of the three-generation bright king in his hand was quietly turning, directly awakening the memory of "Meng Qi in front of him".

As the past reappears, Meng Qi has experienced childhood again. There is no difference between youth and youth from his own memory. However, during the time of travel, Meng Qi's memory has not died and was sent to the hospital. After that, he realized that life is fleeting, he quit his job, returned to the small county town, and lived very close to his parents.

The Ming King rotates, and the memory goes back and goes blank. This Meng Qi has no previous life!

"So that's how it is..." Meng Qi closed his eyes and figured out the causes and consequences.

In order to escape from difficulties, the Demon Buddha acted cautiously. After putting his "he-me" into Su Ziyuan's body, he also created a brand new soul to replace "Meng Qi". This soul itself has no memory. It was infused with his own little things by the Demon Buddha, forming the same character and behavior, and having the same memories. In a sense, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is "Meng Qi".

Afterwards, Yang Jian slandered the pillars, took blood and pinched his body, and replaced his body.

"Having a self-awareness that is Meng Qi, a complete and detailed memory, and a same three-view, the same personality and the same hobbies, so the people around him and even himself believe that he is 'me'." Looking at the familiar facial features in front of him, Meng Qi suddenly felt a little enlightenment, "What is me? What is him? What is the unique symbol that distinguishes himself from others? Genes can be copied, blood can be derived, and the view of a certain thing, and the feelings for certain people or things all come from memory and experience. When other people have exactly the same memory and experience, who is me? Who am I?"

This is the unique thing Mr. Lu is telling, and this is the question that the Qing Emperor is pursuing. Finding himself and finding the real "me" is the main link in improving the level of life, the key point of legends, creation, and even the other side.

Otherwise, there will be countless people and me in the world, how many of them will be in the past and in the future, how can I recognize me as me?

Meng Qi unconsciously left the room, walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down. All kinds of enlightenment flashed through his mind, and many doubts arose. His mind was like the dark night outside, and he could sometimes see the moon and stars, but in the end he could not break the darkness.

He did not hide his body. The black and white cat hid aside first, then looked around, then seemed to smell a familiar breath, jumped over and rubbed his head with his hand.

This rub has penetrated several years.

Meng Qi touched the cat's head, sat quietly, admiring the night, thinking about me for me, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in darkness.

The unique "I" not only comes from personality and experience, but also the so-called true nature of nature, innate nature, and the initial imprint, which is why he and I can always be connected.

Before he knew it, the rooster sang, the east was white, and the morning light illuminated the sky and illuminated the fog in Meng Qi's heart. He felt that his internal organs were light and agile, gradually higher than all worlds, not far from the celestial immortals!

At this moment, the door to the parents' room opened, and my dad walked out and walked towards the bathroom in a daze.

He glanced from the corner of his eyes and saw Meng Qi sitting on the sofa, paused and said, "So early? Did your mother's words yesterday make you worried?"

In a familiar tone and familiar care, Meng Qi pursed his lips, his eyes drooped, and said with a low smile: "Your son is heartless, how could he have something to worry about? Playing games is so fascinated. I stayed up all night and came out to breathe."

For me, such questions and answers have been more than 30 years apart, and I don’t need to be envious of the warm scene I saw last night.

"You." Dad shook his head, walked into the bathroom, and after coming out, he saw Meng Qi holding some green plants in his hand.

Meng Qi smiled and handed over: "Dad, this is the arm that is almost turned into isatis root. Uh, branches, which can cure all diseases. I bought it online, but it must be real. You use seven bowls of water to make soup, and use ordinary isatis root to share the medicinal properties. If you drink half a cup every day, you won't cough again."

"Isatis root is almost becoming a sperm?" The father sneered. His son was just talking about the train, but he was filial and relieved.

He took the isatis root and hummed a small song and walked back to the room.

Meng Qi stood in the slight whiteness of the morning, watched quietly for a long time, and left home.

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The forged "Meng Qi" always felt strange when she woke up. She turned her head and looked next to her and saw a note on the computer desk, pressing it with a strange metal sheet.

He picked up the note and saw a few words on it:

"From now on, you will be my brother."

"My parents are old and don't have time to do anything, so give them more 'replenish' their bodies, and the medicinal materials will be passed on to you."

"If you have something to do, use the universal identifier."

"Meng Qi" was confused and confused. What brother? What is the universal identifier of the world?

At this moment, his phone rang and answered casually, and a sweet voice that he could not forget came: "Hey, Meng Qi?"

"Cai, Cai Yang? Meng Qi" was both happy and surprised, "Why are you thinking of calling me?"

"I found several people to get your phone number. Thank you for your advice yesterday. I want to invite you to a meal. Well, if you don't mind, I have a friend who wants to ask you for help." Cai Yang said with some confidence.

"Okay, OK. Meng Qi" didn't hear the following words clearly.

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Walking in the stairs, Meng Qi met his neighbor whom he had known for many years. He had accomplished nothing, but now he looks energetic.

"Xiao Meng, get up so early today?" The neighbor's elder brother asked hello with sincerity.

Meng Qi nodded: "I am old and I am not healthy anymore, so I must start exercising."

The neighbor's elder brother nodded and suddenly came over: "Xiao Meng, you have heard of it..."

Has he started doing Amway? Meng Qi whispered.

The neighbor's elder brother continued, "Have you heard of the mother without birth?"
Chapter completed!