diskusbooks Chapter 837: The Transmigrator's Heart Flutter
Chapter 837: The Transmigrator's Heart Flutter
The so-called Land of Creation was pretty much as expected; it was an inner world, but different from ordinary inner worlds. As you stepped inside, the surrounding environment changed repeatedly with each step, reflecting all the things you had experienced in the past.
As Tianjizi said, there are too many illusions and echoes here, which also correspond to the minds of those who enter.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Futu found himself standing on a familiar street on Blue Star, surrounded by bustling traffic and lively crowds. For a moment, he even seemed to see his parents and old friends.
Fortunately, Chen Futu was resolute and knew it was an illusion, so the impact was not far-reaching.
"The Three Corpses, come out."
Chen Futu called out, and three figures appeared simultaneously.
The evil corpse surveyed its surroundings and cackled, "Oh, you've returned to Earth?"
"Stop talking nonsense and listen to me."
Chen Futu explained his plan to his three incarnations. With the three corpses separated from the body, the original body would be flawless and impure, and would most likely not be contaminated. To be on the safe side, the three corpses would need to locate the original body and prevent it from getting lost in it.
The benevolent corpse said, "Don't worry, Venerable One. We are all of one origin. If there is any change, you can see it."
With the benevolent corpse as a guarantee, Chen Futu felt much more at ease. As for the self-corpse and the evil corpse, Chen Futu didn't rely on them at all. They could wander around and look for opportunities.
"Treasure hunting? That's my specialty." After saying that, the evil corpse turned into a gust of cold wind and disappeared into the city.
After looking around, the corpse actually went straight to the university town.
Chen Futu's face turned green.
The self-corpse corresponds to the self-personality and is a reflection of the inner self.
Back when Chen Futu was just a lowly servant on Earth, his biggest regret was his childhood sweetheart. She found a boyfriend in college, and the two drifted further and further apart. This had always been a deep pain in his heart, so he went directly to find that girl after his corpse was destroyed.
"Never mind, let them be."
Chen Futu and the benevolent corpse entered the city's flow of people.
The fact that the Celestial Clan needs a treasure to heal their eyes means it must be hidden somewhere.
As it turned out, the illusion was even more terrifying than expected. Chen Futu's will was eroded, and his steps moved uncontrollably toward home. Even though he knew it was all fake, he still couldn't help but want to go home and see his parents. This was his deepest obsession at the moment.
In a daze, I arrived at the entrance of the residential area and saw my mother carrying a vegetable basket, chatting and laughing with familiar neighbors in the distance.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, Chen Futu stood quietly by the roadside, gazing at her with great excitement. He subconsciously wanted to cross the road when suddenly a car horn blared. Chen Futu glanced sideways and saw a heavy truck crashing into him. In the driver's seat sat a figure conjured from a cursed mist. He grinned, black smoke billowing from his body, and his appearance was ferocious and terrifying.
"Is this another reflection of my inner self? When have I ever feared a curse? Yet its influence is still present."
Chen Futu reached out and struck.
Whoosh! The heavy truck was blocked by a palm and could not move forward an inch. The engine was so hot that it was smoking.
People nearby heard the commotion and started pointing and whispering, and even my mother came over with the neighbors.
Chen Futu suddenly panicked and instinctively dodged away from the street, flashing up to the building and looking down at the block. He saw a mangled corpse lying on the road, which was his own body. His mother was kneeling in front of the corpse, sobbing and crying. The scene made Chen Futu feel horrified.
"What's wrong with the system?" Chen Futu asked hurriedly.
The system said, "This is a reflection of the host's inner world. After the host transmigrated, you must have imagined the process of your transmigration more than once?"
"Yes, I have indeed imagined that I might have died and transmigrated after some event. In the stories I've read, many people transmigrate after a car accident, so I..."
"Yes, so it's all fake."
The system, being a system after all, dispelled Chen Futu's unease with its words.
Once he calmed down, his mother and the corpse indeed disappeared, and the streets returned to their bustling state.
"This inner world of the Celestial Mystery Clan is even more terrifying and bizarre than I expected. If I cannot break free from my obsession, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape, let alone find what the Celestial Mystery Clan wants."
Chen Futu regained his rationality, pondered for a moment, and then strode home.
The familiar living room, the familiar furnishings, and the familiar parents.
"So you finally decided to come back! Where have you been all these days?!"
The mother rushed over and burst into tears, while the father, adjusting his glasses, scolded, "How old are you? Don't you know how to call home? Do I need to teach you?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Chen Futu felt a pang of bitterness in his heart and nodded, saying, "I'm sorry, Mom and Dad, it was my fault."
"Simply saying sorry isn't enough."
Suddenly, her mother lifted her head from her arms. Her usual kind and gentle expression was gone; her face was somewhat frightening.
At the same time, the once sunny view outside the window suddenly turned dark and gloomy, as if an endless cursed mist had materialized into a figure that was peering into the room with malice.
Chen Futu steadied himself and asked his mother beside him, "Mom, how have you been all these years?"
"I'm not good enough. People say raising children is for old age security. Now that you're gone, shouldn't you return what you owe me and your father?"
"what?"
"Your flesh and blood."
The mother's image suddenly turned terrifying, her open mouth filled with sharp fangs. "Your father and I gave you this body, and you have to give it back!"
Only when the father's sperm and the mother's blood are combined can one become the true self. If one cannot repay one's parents, one must repay them with one's life.
In ancient times, there were many who cut off their own flesh to repay their parents. Today, such illusions and obsessions want Chen Futu to also return this flesh and blood body.
"No wonder the Celestial Clan couldn't go deep inside; the causal entanglements here are too great, even those beyond the Martial God level couldn't withstand them."
Chen Futu lowered his eyes, and his will manifested as a knife in his hand, which he handed to his mother.
“It’s my fault for being unfilial. I left suddenly, leaving you and Dad behind.”
Chen Futu felt a pang of sorrow when suddenly the sinister image of his mother vanished. When he looked up again, he saw the illusions around him shatter. In the white space, his parents stood together, waving and laughing, gradually moving further and further apart. "My dear son, take good care of yourself over there. Your father and I are fine, don't worry."
These few words brought tears to Chen Futu's eyes.
Yes, that's the vision of being a parent. He himself is a father, so how could he bear to hurt his own children?
After his parents' figures completely disappeared, Chen Futu found a teardrop-shaped substance in his hand, and at the same time, the jade talisman given to him by Tianjizi emitted a crystal-clear light.
"So that's what it was."
Chen Futu had a profound realization: the so-called cure for eye disease required one to have a desire when entering the temple, thus needing to see through the fog of illusion, overcome obstacles, and ultimately obtain what one wanted.
"Mom and Dad, I will definitely return to Blue Star and let you see Ling'er and..."
Chen Futu suddenly stopped speaking, and then a feeling of fear swept over him.