Mystery: the Outer God is Myself

Chapter 527 Embracing the past

"However, it depends on whether it is suitable or not. A year and a half of historical phantom can be used for experiments, and a few months is fine. It can be persecuted...ah no, mainly digesting potions and collecting information." Lin Ruo pondered in the bottom of her heart After having a general idea about the next action, he stretched lazily.

Then, Lin Ruo stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers according to the prompt of the information he had just received.

"Snapped--"

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and in the next second, Lin Ruo felt the familiar trance again, followed by a sudden sense of weightlessness.

He seemed to be falling from a high altitude, with the whistling wind and the chirping of birds in his ears.

Lin Ruo opened his eyes suddenly, and could see the blue sky getting farther and farther away from him, while his body was falling rapidly.

Grass (black-faced grass)!

It was too late to complain about what a cheating start, Lin Ruo whispered in an instant, imitating the ability of the storm path, controlling the wind to stabilize the falling body, and then had time to observe the surrounding situation.

He is floating about five or six meters above the ground, which belongs to the level where he may reach the achievement of falling to death at the beginning just by slowing down his reaction. Around Lin Ruo, there are dense vegetation, and a tree surrounded by bushes, covering the A log cabin under greenery.

Where is this?

Lin Ruo frowned. Even with his knowledge reserves, he couldn't determine his location for a while, and could only judge that he might be on a primitive island.

As for the small wooden house in front of him... Lin Ruo squeezed his chin, flashing through his mind the clips of movies such as × house in the forest. After thinking for a while, he manipulated the wind and slowly put himself down. After getting down to earth, Lin Ruo walked directly to the cabin.

Anyway, in the phantom of history, he won't be really injured, of course he can come as he wants.

Prudence is not used in this kind of place.

After Lin Ruo walked into the log cabin, he found that it was a very beautiful and exquisite log cabin, and all the details were quite in line with his aesthetics, and it gave him a sense of familiarity.

It's just that there are no windows on the walls of the log cabin, so Lin Ruo couldn't observe the scene inside the log cabin, but this obviously didn't bother him from walking to the door and knocking on the door a few times tentatively.

"Boom boom boom—"

"sand--"

The sound of clothes rubbing and footsteps sounded at the same time. A few seconds later, the door opened, and a figure appeared in front of Lin Ruo.

Lin Ruo raised her eyebrows.

"Should I say we met for the first time, or long time no see?"

The man chuckled and said, evoking a gentle smile, his appearance was exactly the same as that of Lin Ruo.

"It shouldn't be long for you, after all, when I didn't come, time here should be stagnant." Lin Ruo said calmly, he looked at the person in front of him, pinched his chin and said: " Are you...a clone?"

"Strictly speaking, it's just a mental imprint, or you can understand me as a special historical projection." That person, the projection, Lin Ruo explained, stepped back half a step to make way for the entrance, and said: "Come in, I can I don’t want to stay at the door with you to feed the mosquitoes.”

"Are there mosquitoes here?" Lin Ruo's expression became subtle.

"Of course there is, and it's a variety I specially researched. It has great stamina for stinging people. Do you want to try it?" Projecting Lin Ruo raised the corners of his mouth, not only did he not feel guilty when talking about it, but he was rather proud.

"Then you are really awesome!" Lin Ruo said casually, and entered the wooden house. It was only after stepping into the wooden house that Lin Ruo realized that there was something hidden in it.

What came into view was not a small space of only ten square meters, but a wheat field that could not be seen at a glance. Lin Ruo was stunned for a moment, then suddenly lowered her head feeling a sense, and found that she seemed to have changed her attire. The prince in that kind of anime.

Lin Ruo turned around immediately, and saw that his historical projection had also changed his attire. There was nothing unusual about it, except that there were a pair of white pointed ears on his head, and a big tail of the same color was wagging behind his buttocks. go.

Lin Ruo blinked, his eyes fell on the inhuman feature, and after a few seconds of silence, he said, "Little prince?"

"Of course, this is today's random topic." Projection Lin Ruo nodded as a matter of course, and the fox ears on the top of his head moved as he spoke, "Speaking of which, do you want to touch it? It still feels very good, no worse than a real fox oh!"

"Really?" Lin Ruo's eyes lit up, and he was obviously used to it so well that he directly slapped the projection's head twice, and after slapping the ears, he still didn't forget to slap the tail twice, and even nodded while commenting, "It's really good..."

He didn't feel ashamed at all because he slapped himself, and people couldn't help feeling that Lin Ruo deserved it.

"It turns out that this is... my peach blossom garden." Lin Ruocai withdrew his hand after he finished pulling his ears and tail. He looked around, as if thinking of something, his expression gradually became complicated.

Lin Ruo did remember some things, not so clear memory, just blurred and scattered images.

In those pictures, Lin Ruo saw the self who was building this "Peach Blossom Spring", and also saw how he and Medici ran into the "Peach Blossom Spring" in order to avoid "chasing and killing" after getting into trouble together.

Lin Ruo also saw how he deliberately tricked Saslier here after skipping work, and then used the characteristics of Taohuayuan to make him pretend to be a woman when he was caught off guard, and then he was chased and beaten... Cough, in short, this It is undoubtedly a place that carries his countless memories, his real safe house, and the place where he sleeps every time.

Of course, the place where Lin Ruo is currently located is not the real body of "Peach Blossom Spring", but the same existence as the projected Lin Ruo. The reason why Lin Ruo arranged such an existence and his own historical projection in the historical phantom was only for one purpose—to help him restore his past memories in a stable and slow way, and to allow himself to be briefly in the historical phantom. Possesses the power of an Angel of Judgment.

The existence of the historical phantom, in addition to saving people, existed for the memory he could recover from the very beginning.

He will retrace the history in these historical phantoms, from the fifth era to the fourth era, and then to the third era, without slowing down, in an absolutely safe way to find his former self and retrieve lost memories .

"You can also choose to refuse, I absolutely respect "my" choice." Projection Lin Ruo said with a smile.

"If it was before, I might really refuse..." Lin Ruo also laughed, and then he stretched out his hands to the projection Lin Ruo, and said, "But now I'm ready to embrace the past."

"Come on, don't take pity on me just because I'm a delicate flower."

"The latter sentence is too damaging to the atmosphere." Projecting Lin Ruo said something dissatisfied, and then walked over to give Lin Ruo a hug.

In the next second, the projection Lin Ruo turned into light.

The light poured into Lin Ruo's body, like a tired bird returning to its nest, Lin Ruo blinked and felt something more in her mind.

That was the first part of his memory in Roselle, but only part of it was unsealed, and the remaining part could only be unsealed when he entered the corresponding historical phantom.

As for other memories, Lin Ruo has to go to the key historical phantom next and combine other projections to get them.

"This way is really too gentle." Lin Ruo exhaled, and her mind was immersed in the unsealed part of the memory.