He couldn't waste time like this. He had to try other methods.
Jason forced himself to gather his thoughts and carefully observed his surroundings, trying to find clues to leave this place.
The undulating land in the distance was like the surface of the water behind him, as it was boundless in the gray fog that enveloped everything. There were no markings on it.
Looking at the boundless horizon for a long time could even induce an illusion: The ground was shaking slightly…
After searching for a long time, there was no result.
At this moment, his emotions were completely drowned out, and a suffocating feeling silenced all his anxiety.
Eh?
The sky was turning white. Was it going to be dawn soon?
It was only 2:20 am when he checked his phone on the way here…
That's right!
A cell phone!
Damn it, how could he have forgotten about this!!
Just as hope was about to erupt as the signal was connected, he took out his phone and saw that it had run out of battery.
No matter how hard she tried, there was no reaction on the black screen. This was just filled up before she went out last night!
Before he could curse, Jason noticed that the watch on his left wrist beside his phone had also stopped. The hour hand was pointing at 2:27…
He didn't dare to think about anything else. The only thing left for Jason was to ride along the river bank. He had to keep moving his body.
His eyes had to be in search mode too. Letting his brain be in a mechanical search mode could more or less prevent it from suspecting things that it did not dare to imagine…
However, the scene in front of him did not change.
Therefore, it was easy for people to have a soul-splitting illusion: If this could become a f * cking reality, then why couldn't reality be an illusion?
Where was the line between reality and illusion?
Jason unconsciously fell into a trance. Pieces of memories began to come uninvited. They would occasionally flash through his mind like ghosts, but the feeling of them inexplicably gradually became unfamiliar…
No, that's impossible. Isn't that me?
Am I the main character in all these memories?
But where were the other people in his memory?
Where did the memory come from?
The surroundings were still empty. There was no sign or proof…
Jason suddenly realized that everything that had proved his existence seemed so abrupt here. It was even absurd. There was no longer anything to prove these 'testimonies'. Carrying these things made him feel like a madman, but without these…
Wasn't that already crazy…
At this moment, the scene of his mother waking him up one morning appeared in his mind. It was frozen and then repeated over and over again…
A black dot that was originally far away was only discovered by Jason, who was in a daze, when it enlarged into a black shadow. That figure seemed to be a person who was hesitating to move forward…
Human?
Jason, who had just reacted, immediately shivered. He stepped on the pedal and rushed towards the black shadow.
However, just as he was about to catch up, his consciousness, which had recovered with the appearance of hope, suddenly thought of something. In an instant, it seemed to have sucked him dry. Jason did not dare to move forward even half an inch.
But when the bicycle stopped, it was already in front of that person.
Was there any other choice in this realm?
He desperately suppressed the ominous premonition that was about to come out. Jason steeled his heart and turned around to look at that person.
The dim sunlight made the old man's face look even more haggard. The old man's eyes were closed, revealing only a line of white. No wonder he walked so slowly. He was blind.
He was holding a wooden staff in his hand. The twisted staff and the old man's wrinkled hands were like branches from the same ancient tree.
However, the expression on the old man's face was a little strange. How could he describe it?
Jason finally found a slightly fitting analogy. He was like a child daydreaming, innocent, and absent-minded.
An impossible combination seemed to have formed naturally in this old man.
Under the invisible influence of that expression, Jason almost unconsciously admired this scene. Even his heartbeat, which had never dropped below 120 points since he stepped onto this open field, had calmed down a little.
Jason looked down at the old man's walking stick and noticed that the ground was covered with a layer of grass that was almost as high as his feet. It must be very beautiful under the sun…
Before her mind could go far, she was slapped back." Do you want to settle down in this godforsaken place? Hurry up and ask about serious matters!" Jason cursed himself in his heart.
"Old... Master…What was this place? How can we return to the other side of the river?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Jason realized that his tongue was already not listening to him after staying in this environment where there was no language at all. If he was really trapped here for a few days, he would probably not even be able to speak. As expected, he had to go back as soon as possible.
"What place? That's right…Where is this place?"
Jason, who seemed to have descended from the sky, asked this question, but it did not scare away the old man's daydream. It only made the dream change direction and continue to drift.
The old man's answer did not seem like he was talking to another person, but more like he was talking to himself.
This question seemed to have touched something on his mind. The old man frowned and nodded thoughtfully.
For some reason, the other party's vague murmurs made A'Jie feel a sense of guilt. He realized that his question had a different meaning to the old man. He had never thought of it, and even now, it was still vague. However, the meaning was bottomless. A simple question suddenly became boundless in the old man's rhetorical question. In an instant, A'Jie felt as if he had returned to the moment when he first stepped on this vast plain. However, this time, there seemed to be no direction to go back--or rather, the direction to go back no longer had the same meaning as before…
"You... Who are you? Why are you here?"
Jason subconsciously wanted to defend himself, but he didn't know what to defend himself from or how to defend himself. He could only ask a question based on his habits and memories from the past.
This amused the old man who was in a daze.
"How would I know who I am?”It was as if the other party's question was so stupid that it was not worth answering.
Jason was about to retort reflexively, but when the words reached his mouth, he suddenly realized that there was a thought that he had never had before in his heart. He had vaguely understood why the old man could make such seemingly unreasonable words seem so natural.
He was instantly stunned. In the past, when he was surrounded by others, it seemed so natural. At this moment, when he was no longer disturbed by external interference, it actually revealed such an absurd true appearance…
Jason wanted to avoid this thought as if he was afraid of being burned, but he realized that he had nowhere to run at this moment…
The premonition he had before he met the old man came true in a completely unexpected way. This old man with white hair and a youthful face suddenly became as terrifying as a ghost in Jason's eyes. His few teasing words completely shattered a certain foundation that Jason had never realized, but it was the foundation on which everything in his spiritual world was established…
In his heart, an indescribable and uncontrollable shock seemed to shake the entire world. Jason felt dizzy.
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