Chapter 141 Asking the Heart and Memory

Although he didn't know how he entered the state of asking the heart, Chen Yi quickly understood his situation from the darkness around him - this is the way to ask the heart. In addition to awakening, the power is the only way to build the use of his own ability.

Since he came to Wenxin Road, Chen Yi originally planned to follow the example of Shi Juexing and explore all the details of Wenxin Road, so that he could look at his past rationally. But after a few steps, I was a little dumbfounded.

It's dark around, and I'm also exploring the details. It's just that I catch squid in a large pool of ink on the night without the moon, and I can't see it.

There is no reference, no direction, and no distance. Chen Yi simply wandered aimlessly and casually chose a direction to move forward.

To Chen Yi's surprise, although it was a little strange when he recalled it before, it was a completely different feeling when he really practiced with problems. In this world without sound, light or smell, he doesn't seem to feel anything wrong at all.

Chen Yi tried to put his fingers in his mouth, but he felt that his movements were a little uncoordinated, as if even his sense of touch was a little blurred, so that he couldn't put his hand in his mouth.

As for the sense of taste, there is nothing at all.

Chen Yi can understand his environment. Asking Xinlu is actually a spiritual test. From this perspective, most of the feelings will be disturbed to a certain extent - as if it were a big dream. No matter what you dream, it deviates from reality.

However, this does not mean that asking the way to ask the heart is just a big dream, because all he can see and feel, everything he has experienced, although not real, is very specific - specifically, everyone's way of asking the heart can make them really recall every detail.

Chen Yi is in such a wonderful state at this moment. He is clear-headed, his mind is normal, and his memory is clearer than ever before. He even fell somewhere when he was a child and scratched the skin. There were any people around him, what kind of material the ground was, and there seemed to be ants crawling through the cracks along the stones along the road. I can remember everything.

The only problem is that his perception seems to be disturbed. He can't see, hear, can't smell, can't taste, and his sense of touch has lost the sharpness of the past, and can't even be described as dull.

While walking aimlessly, Chen Yi took out some math problems to move his head. To his surprise, in this state, the math problems that were no longer used and gradually became unfamiliar with the college entrance examination have become the feeling of understanding at the hardest time of reading - even clearer than then, and some details can also be clearer. Calculate it.

As he walked, he began to look at his memory and divided it into categories in chronological order, as if he were sorting out bookshelves and collecting them into books one by one. In this state, all the feelings of anxiety and boredom disappeared, and he used unprecedented patience to sort out his memory.

It is a very tedious thing to include his own memory into a book, but Chen Yi is not in a hurry. He does it little by little. There is a very huge capacity in human memory, so that Chen Yi's reading of his own memory at this moment only occupies a huge library. It's just a very small corner.

After sorting out his memory, Chen Yi suddenly felt that he had benefited a lot. Some details that were blurred or forgotten over time once again deepened his impression, as if he had updated it again.

Of course, there are also some unpleasant memories, which seem to have happened yesterday. Chen Yi thought about what made him feel uncomfortable in this part. Once again, he classified it into a book, put it behind the memory booklet every year, and used a black cover to remind himself that the things here are not so good. Play.

There are not many such memories. At this moment, Chen Yi seems to have fallen into a state of absolute reason. He calmly calculated his memory in terms of data to measure whether the damage of a memory to himself will be greater than the harvest when looking at the memory.

After completing these, Chen Yi looked through the memory book again and extracted the different parts in it - such as knowledge-related memories, happiness-related and trouble-related memories, all of which were extracted and compiled into a book.

However, when Chen Yi successfully finished all these, he stood in front of the bookshelf and did not move.

"No." Looking at the bookshelf area that is several times larger than the original, occupying a larger area, and a memory book that is several times thicker than the original, suddenly said, "This is not my memory, it's just a lot of debris that seems to be clear."

He pushed down all the bookshelves hard. Those bookshelves poured out Chen Yi's memory books. As he continued to work hard, countless books were piled together, whether they were happy, angry, happy, sad, glorious, humiliating, all piled together, and finally under his control, they merged into one. Furnace.

Finally, a huge, thick, dictionary-like booklet appeared in this library. The booklet was as tall as a floor, and lying down was thicker than Chen Yi's height, as if it were a super thickened Simmons bed.

In this super dictionary, nothing was deleted or avoided, and no table of contents was made. Chen Yi opened one of the pages and found that there was no content in the page, just a gray fog. With Chen Yi's thinking, a little image gradually appears on the page, reproducing the previous experience.

Chen Yi stopped recalling, and the page returned to chaotic gray again. This chaotic appearance without any classification is the most real original image of a person's memory.

This huge dictionary covers all the memories of Chen Yi. Whether it is happiness or sadness, anger or joy, there is nothing worth avoiding or deleting. These are his memories. The happiness and troubles in the world are piled up together, which finally created Chen Yi.

This is Chen Yi himself. He has all his memories, all his experience, and all his experiences. Whether it's happiness or sadness, it's just a part of him.

Chen Yi suddenly felt that he had a heartfelt joy. This joy broke through the calmness in the road of asking questions and entered the spirit of his ancient wells, making him happy as if it were about to shine.

In fact, Chen Yi is shining!

In the library imagined by Chen Yi, Chen Yi's body suddenly lit up everything around him, and the bright white light completely filled the empty and huge library.

Then, the huge dictionary covering Chen Yi's memory also emitted light, followed by the surrounding walls, floors and ceilings. In this imaginary library, countless lights enveloped everything, and finally turned into a white light, and then disappeared into Chen Yi's mind.

Chen Yi opened his eyes, and it was still dark around him. He stretched out his hand and touched his cheek. The touch was vague and illusory. He stepped forward and continued to move forward in the heart, until he touched the electrons that were moving back and forth in the void again.

This feeling is very difficult to name. Chen Yi doesn't know whether his sense of touch has played a role, or whether the charge in the electron has baptized his soul. Chen Yi only knew that he seemed to have been touched by something, and then when he was on his mind before, a completely different feeling appeared, letting him know that he seemed to have met an electron.

This time, he was not in a hurry to search for everything around him along the electronics. He simply stuffed this electron with a negative charge, as huge as a football, into his arms, and then continued to move forward.

I don't know how long it took, another electron touched him from the darkness. He once again grabbed the electric football from the dark and continued to sneak.

One after another, one after another.

Chen Yi can't remember how many electrons he has collected. He only knows that there seems to be an endless big bag in his arms. No matter how many are stuffed into it, he can't feel any change.

Other electrons seem to be more and more difficult to capture. Although a recent electron hit itself, it bounced out at a surprising speed the next moment, as if the two magnets repel each other.

It seems that I have collected enough electrons. While thinking so, Chen Yi made a jumping action. In this dark spiritual world, jumping can't make him fly. However, every moment he jumps, it means that he gives up control over himself and let the ubiquitous gravity determine his whereabouts.

In the end, his vague sense of touch told him that he seemed to have touched another thing, a huge, planet-like giant.

An atomic nucleus may be part of an atomic nucleus, but no matter what it is, it is definitely not an electron.

Chen Yi released all the electrons in his arms. The electrons that lost speed were attracted by the huge planet and stuck to the surface of the planet. The huge planet seemed to vibrate in the blur, but it didn't seem to be.

It was still dark around, and Chen Yi was not in a hurry, but moved forward again and took steps to find other electrons.

Although he doesn't know how many electrons he needs to find and how many atomic nuclei he needs to contact, Chen Yi feels that he can do it - in this state, he has absolute patience.

PS: In fact, the core of this chapter is the idea of memory, which makes me very happy to be able to say it