Who Am I, Really?

If this is true, then it means that this world is somewhat beyond the realm of common sense.

Yu Xing chewed the food in her mouth and suddenly felt that she had a strong ability to accept things.

Perhaps it's because he has no memories that allow him to form preconceived notions. Even if someone told him now that he had long since died and was being punished in the underworld for his many evil deeds in life, he probably wouldn't be surprised.

But the situation in this village is crucial to his survival, so he needs to figure it out first.

"The Immortal Lord truly amazing. Do you usually have all your conversations with the immortals relayed by the Witch Doctor?" He looked at Granny Li.

"Of course, how could people like us be worthy of seeing a deity?" Granny Li's respect for the Witch Doctor was truly undisguised.

Yu Xing pointed to the enshrined stone statue. "That is..."

Granny Li followed Yu Xing's finger and looked in the direction he pointed. "That's a statue of the Immortal Lord. Every family in our village has one to express our respect and love for the Immortal Lord."

What is this deity's name?

Hearing his question, Granny Li immediately raised her index finger to shush him. "The Witch Doctor said that the gods took a risk to protect us, so their names cannot be revealed. Only the Witch Doctor knows this Immortal Lord's name, and we cannot ask. If we call out his name too often and other gods hear it, this Immortal Lord will be in trouble."

"Oh." Yu Xing stopped asking; he would get the information out of the Witch Doctor sooner or later.

After dinner, Yu Xing helped Granny Li clear the table, then walked through the small courtyard and saw the rooms at the back.

Next to Granny Li's room was the room of her legendary runaway grandson, and there was also a storage room filled with rice and other grains, as well as discarded old furniture.

She led Yu Xing into the bedroom, chuckling, "It's getting late, time to sleep. I'll take you for a stroll in the village tomorrow morning!"

Yu Xing: It's better if I go by myself. With your arms and legs... it might be inconvenient for you.

He didn't say it aloud, saying he'd deal with tomorrow's problems tomorrow. After thanking Granny Li, he closed the door.

As usual, he first surveyed the surroundings. The room was very clean, and a kerosene lamp illuminated a certain area. He guessed that Granny Li still missed her grandson very much and cleaned the room from time to time to welcome him back. However, even if her grandson were still alive, he would be over sixty years old this year, and would be an elderly person.

There was nothing suspicious, but Yu Xing didn't go to sleep. He turned off the light and kept listening until he heard Granny Li closing the door next door. He glanced over and saw that she had turned off the light before climbing into bed.

In such a place, he had to be on his guard.

In the darkness, Yu Xing tossed and turned, the unfamiliar surroundings making him uneasy. He recalled everything that had happened that day and felt that everything was absurd.

Is this how the world has always been?

Or is it that only his view is incorrect?

Having solved the hunger problem, he began to have the energy to think about these things.

He can't know the reason for his amnesia for the time being, so he has to think about how to solve the problem. Even though he now has a place that doesn't belong to him after losing his memory, it doesn't mean he intends to let go of the things before he lost his memory.

Who hurt him? Where did he escape from?

Could it be that the other party is still searching for him and hasn't given up on killing him?

Although he deduced from the distribution of wounds on his legs that the other party wanted to restrict his movements, the sheer number of wounds on his body was enough to tell the whole story.

Perhaps at first the other party didn't want him dead, but only wanted to keep him, lock him up, or imprison him.

However, when his resistance becomes too intense, or when he does something beyond his control, the other party already has murderous intent and doesn't care whether he lives or dies.

He rolled over again and suddenly felt the pain in his wound lessen. He sighed softly, "I guess I recover quickly..."

The initial confusion and fear stem from too much uncertainty. When people lack a sense of security and have insufficient information about their own situation, even the most mentally strong person will become vulnerable and may even fall into endless self-doubt.

Yu Xing felt that he had already gotten through that period, and now even if he realized that his body might be different from that of ordinary people, he wasn't too surprised.

With so many strange things already happening, one more doesn't seem so important.

"Could it be that I really escaped from some closed place?" He covered one eye with his hand, staring at a point in the void in front of him with only one eye.

Half of his vision went dark, while the other half gazed upon the world.

The darkness was undeniably real, yet this world remained somewhat incomprehensible to him.

He felt that only about six hours had passed since he woke up, but now he wanted to go back to sleep.

The Old Zhang family's life was so vivid; he could still remember the warmth of their palms when they helped him sit up. But when he woke up, it was all gone.

The next time I "saw" her was in a hallucination at the Witch Doctor's house.

Hallucinations must have a cause; is it his inner anxieties, or a reminder from past memories?

It was as if he had traversed some forgotten history, where vibrant things turned to ashes in an instant, and he felt that the time in his consciousness had long been in complete chaos.

Which is the past, which is the present, and which is the future?

And this village is now at the stage of believing in the existence of the Black and White Impermanence, and even believing that "gods" can make them immortal...

This world is so strange.

"Illusion... reality... where is the boundary..." Yu Xing blinked her eyes, which weren't covered. "Who am I...?"

Suddenly, a scream came from the next room, interrupting his late-night "philosophical thoughts."

"No!! Don't come, don't come!!"

He was already on edge, and upon hearing this, he immediately put down his hand and sat up. There were only two people in the house: Yu Xing himself and Granny Li.

Then that scream must have come from Granny Li.

What happened?

Someone entered Granny Li's room?

He quickly got out of bed, pushed the door open a crack, and peeked out. He saw Granny Li staggering out of the room, waving her cane in the air. He couldn't tell who she was talking to; her words were distorted with fear, and it took Yu Xing a while to decipher what she was saying.

"Don't come any closer! I won't go! I'm not ready to die yet! No... no... Lord of Soul Reaping, you can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me..."

Even though there was no one around her, she seemed to be pleading and struggling with someone, which sent chills down Yu Xing's spine.

"I need to find Immortal Lord, Immortal Lord will protect me, a divine being, a divine being..." Granny Li waved her hand enough and started walking towards the main hall. Yu Xing focused her mind, quietly squeezed out the door, and followed her in the shadows.

He didn't know why he was so skilled at it, but he was very adept at stalking and soon spotted Granny Li kneeling in front of the stone statue.