Dream Guide

When Aoki heard the name Son of Gaia from Selina's mouth, Aoki had a familiar feeling. He always felt that he had heard it somewhere and had a certain relationship with him, but he just couldn't remember it.

Ronald's words were like a bomb exploding in his mind, and the long-buried memories were blown to pieces, dancing around in his consciousness along with gunpowder smoke, and black smoke clouds enveloped the entire world.

He saw himself wearing a black youth uniform, walking through the smoke-filled battlefield. Bullets whizzed past him, and the messy gunfire sounded like New Year's firecrackers.

It was the summer of 1937, when the mulberry garden was at its most beautiful. The green mulberry trees were dotted with plump purple mulberries. Groups of children played among the mulberry trees, picking mulberry fruits and getting covered with mulberry juice. , like a porcelain doll painted with oil paint.

However, luck was so good. In that beautiful season, the cloud of war enveloped the entire East China.

When gunfire rang out on the Songhu battlefield, Mr. Hua gave an order, and all the young and middle-aged men in the Hua family rushed to the battlefield with the army, leaving only a group of old, weak, women and children in the huge mulberry garden.

Before leaving, Watsonsang was called by the old man to the study for a long talk all night. From then on, he truly understood the family's mission and the meaning of the huge mulberry tree in the yard.

"Your mission is not to kill the enemy, nor is it to die generously. Remember your mission." Mr. Hua finally said.

Watson Sang left the mulberry garden in the dim light of the morning light. Looking back at the ferry, he could still see the dim shadows of the tall mulberry trees in the white mist. But he didn't expect that this would be the last time he looked back at the mulberry garden, the last time he saw the fruitful oriental sacred tree that guarded the land.

Although the war shattered the enemy's three-month plan to invade China at the cost of hundreds of thousands of casualties, it was ultimately defeated. When Watson followed the army to retreat westward, he found that Japanese awakeners were mixed among them, disrupting the order with their spirits, causing chaos in the army, and the retreat turned into a rout.

He killed several waves of awakened ones in succession, and suddenly learned from them that Beiye Zhenwu had already crossed the defense line and headed west along the Wusong River, which was exactly the direction of Wuzhong.

Watsonsang was worried about the situation in the mulberry garden and wanted to go home in a hurry, but was dragged around by the defeated army from the north of the Yangtze River. By the time he returned to Wuzhong, the mulberry garden had already become a scorched earth. The housekeeper Lao Bi followed the old man's will and transplanted the only surviving willow tree in the backyard to the original location of the old mulberry tree.

Watson Sang was heartbroken, but could not shed a single tear. He knelt under the willow tree all night, and his spirit gradually became trance-like. The hatred of country and family filled his mind and blurred his eyes and ears. He heard a voice calling:

Want revenge? bring it on! Come with me!

His spirit traveled down the old withered willow bark and deep into the scorched earth. He touched the roots of the old mulberry tree, as if he had touched the soul of the earth. Those winding roots were like snakes and insects from hell, densely crawling all over the ground within a radius of ten miles, twisting in the scorched earth.

He felt that a trace of imperceptible feminine breath was condensing on his body, converging along the nerve network of his limbs to his lower abdomen and the ends of his vertebrae, then going up along the vagus nerve and spinal nerve bundles, and finally condensing into a black shadow in his brain. .

A croaking sound came from the sky, and a flock of crows hovered above the scorched earth and stayed there for a long time.

The next day it was dawn again, and he left the mulberry garden again. This time he did not linger at the ferry and looked back, but left as decisively as the river.

He traveled across most of China and finally traced the whereabouts of Kitano Zhenwu, but he was no match for Kitano. After killing dozens of Japanese samurai with psychic powers, he was also seriously injured and unable to fight Kitano again.

Kitano Masutake wore a loose kimono and didn't even bother to take another look at Watson-san who was lying on the ground panting. He was singing a cherry blossom song leisurely while tapping his fingers to the beat. Next to him, there were two geishas wearing white face and holding folding fans who followed the rhythm. Dance.

Watson Sang shouted at Kitano Matake: "Kill me, you executioner!"

It wasn't until the end of the song that Kitano Zhenwu slowly stood up and walked past Watson-san, leaving only one sentence: "Except Nanke, there is no one worthy of my action."

Huasheng Sang survived, but felt insulted. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted. When he was unconscious, he saw the black figure again.

The black shadow said: "Do you want revenge? Come on, come on, come with me! You are the chosen one, you are the son of Gaia! Not only do you want revenge, you also want to save this chaotic world!"

A huge spiritual force that came from nowhere took over his body. He felt like he had turned into a tree, the big tree that was reduced to ashes in the fire. Crows were crows in his body, and the blood condensed into seeds of hatred, hanging bright red on his body.

He once again embarked on the road of revenge, and finally killed Kitano Zhenwu on the border of southern Xinjiang, sealing a huge group dream created by Kitano.

The strange thing is that Kitano didn't look shocked by his ability, but showed a sense of relief before he died. He said:

"Do you know why I didn't kill you in the first place?"

"Why?"

"Because I want to prove something, an ancient legend. Now it seems that it is true. Nanke was right, and I was wrong."

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The memory fragments were put together and slowly healed like wounds, restoring their original appearance.

Ronald looked at Aoki with some joy: "Are you finally waking up? You have blocked your memory for too long!"

Aoki took a long breath, recovered from the memories, and said: "I woke up, what are you so happy about? Now that I have remembered everything, I will naturally not be Gaia's puppet again."

Ronald smiled and said: "I'm afraid it's not up to you. Gaia is the source of consciousness. We are all the descendants of Gaia. Once you awaken Gaia's consciousness, it won't be a question of whether you think about it or not. You can crush the invading enemy." Consciousness, block your own memory, but you can never erase the brand of Gaia that your consciousness is born with. Just like you can change your name, change your nationality and belief, or even change your appearance, but you can't Change the ancestral information etched in your bloodline and genes.

Wouldn't it be nice to return to the spiritual origin and gain true liberation, just like a wanderer returning home? "

Aoki narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then said: "When the hen hatches the chicks, she must be mentally prepared for the chicks to fly away when they grow up. Since Gaia created life in the first place, she should let life develop freely. Rather than taking back the right to life. No one can take away the right to life, not even God! Not even Gaia!"

Selena's passionate voice came from the TV again: "Mortals are free!"