manynovel Chapter 1193 My name is Zhang Wuji
Chapter 1193 My name is Zhang Wuji
My name is Zhang Ergou.
I had a very long dream.
In the first dream.
I am the heir of one of the Seven Stars of the Vermillion Bird, and am respected as the Young Master by countless people.
I have a happy family, a strong father and a gentle mother.
I'm very happy.
In the second dream.
I am the son of an ordinary doctor in a small village.
The village was peaceful and quiet, and the villagers helped each other. Even though I often had conflicts with my father, other people in the village took good care of me.
I could go to Brother Lin's house to help him process some prey, go to Uncle Wang's house to watch him silently sharpen his knife, or go to the village center to listen to Brother Luo playing cheerful music while pretending to be blind.
Although I longed for life outside the village and admired the stories of heroes in novels and stories, everything in the village made me reluctant to leave.
At most, I can go to the next village to have some fun.
I was not worried about my own danger at all. In fact, I knew very well that whether it was Brother Lin, Uncle Wang, or Blind Luo who often cheated me of my pocket money, they were all legendary masters.
I have seen them practicing together, and that is why I feel even more unwilling.
Because the children in the village, especially the little boy who used to play the guitar with me, all strengthened their muscles with the help of the adults in the village. Only I had no guide in martial arts.
This is one of the reasons why I am constantly in conflict with my father.
I have tried to practice on my own, and also took some poisonous herbs from my own pharmacy for research, but my progress has been very slow.
The most I can do is bully the minions in the surrounding mountain strongholds, and with my ability, becoming a small team leader is the limit.
I admit that I yearn for a freer and more colorful life in the outside world, but every time I mention it to my father, he would scold me seriously. All I can do is sneak into the mountain village and experience the unique charm of the village.
Unfortunately, any mountain stronghold I joined would be eradicated for inexplicable reasons within a month at most. Fortunately, as a chaotic place, the mountain strongholds in Xuanyang Domain are enough to keep me going from the age of ten to seventy.
This kind of life is still happy for me.
In the third dream.
I am a member of the Wangyou Ghost Market, and the people behind me are all powerful men. Although my strength is very average, I still have an extraordinary status in the ghost market.
During this time I met some immortals.
They are weird and fun.
I really like chatting with them because some of the things they say unintentionally can suddenly make me understand the problems that I could not figure out in the past.
I also sincerely hope that the Ghost Market will become more and more powerful.
It would be best if I could prove to everyone with my personal strength without relying on any so-called connections that my special status in the ghost market is due to my own efforts and contributions.
This time, I also saw the real world.
Although there are many dark places with intrigues and scheming, there is also the freedom and colorfulness that I yearn for.
I am very satisfied with this kind of life, and I am absolutely sure that this is the happiness I want.
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My name is Zhang Ergou.
My consciousness constantly wanders through these three happy dreams.
I don't want to wake up.
Even though I knew clearly that this was a dream, I inexplicably felt afraid of reality. Especially now that I was trapped in a beautiful dream, on the one hand I felt infinite spiritual satisfaction, but on the other hand I could clearly feel the real pain.
The pain comes from two parts.
One part is my body. My sleeping body feels like it is being scorched in a dry land. The sun that is so close to me is mercilessly burning my whole body with its strong light, from the skin to the tendons, from the tendons to the bones, and from the bones to the flowing blood.
Including every drop of blood was illuminated by the ubiquitous light.
But even with such severe pain, I still didn't want to wake up.
Because I know that after I wake up, I will face another kind of pain hidden in the deepest part of my heart.
I don’t know where the pain comes from, but when I feel a little curious, cracks will appear in my beautiful dream, just like a mirror about to break, completely shattering my happiness.
I am afraid.
Afraid to face the reality.
And during this time, I heard many voices, they were trying to wake me up.
I resisted.
But those three dreams became more and more unreal.
until—
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My name is Zhang Ergou.
I am Zhang Ergou in the first dream.
I enjoy the warm relationship with my father and mother, and I am even more proud to be called "Young Master" by countless adults who look very impressive.
I live in a magnificent palace.
Eat delicious food every day and have lots of interesting toys.
Even if I am playing a role-playing game with a group of little puddings, I will definitely be the most amazing one.
I have a family that loves me the most, elders who dote on me the most, and a group of younger brothers and sisters who regard me as their boss. It seems that nothing in the world can bother me.
But this dream is about to be shattered.
There were more and more cracks in front of my eyes, and I thought this dream would be completely ruined, but what I saw were a group of robbers who broke into my dream!
They killed and robbed at will.
The miserable sounds and wailing turned into a desperate joy and echoed in my ears.
I saw my friends die at the hands of bandits, I saw my mother being stabbed by a bandit in order to save me, and I also saw the group of demons and monsters laughing and burning down the palace where I lived.
Everything is ruined.
When I was fleeing into the distance under the protection of my father, I looked back and saw a face, a face that was not ugly, and could even be said to be handsome. He was staring at me, and his cold eyes seemed to be permeated with countless resentful ghost hands, trying to grab me into the sea of fire.
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My name is Zhang Ergou.
I am Zhang Ergou in the second dream.
Today is the nineteenth day that the stronghold I have been stationed in was inexplicably wiped out.
I have become accustomed to this kind of life and don't care about the life or death of those bandits.
In fact, I have a little secret in my heart. I have always known that my father followed me secretly. It was he who destroyed the mountain stronghold, and it was he who secretly helped me when I was in danger.
I know it all.
But I still ran away from home for the twentieth time.
Because only in this way can my father's eyes stay on me more, instead of looking at my mother's portrait every day with an expression that makes me worried.
I didn't understand what that expression meant at first, but after joining one mountain stronghold after another, I noticed that when the slaves whose properties had been looted and whose wives and daughters had been killed, they also had almost 60% similar expressions.
What is missing is probably despair, what is different is the numbness that comes from the baptism of time, and what is the same is the deathly intent that comes from the depths of the eyes.
dead.
What a terrible word! It touched my heart inexplicably.
I don't want to face this word. I just hope there are more mountain villages in Xuanyang Domain. This will not only satisfy my yearning for the outside world, but also prevent my father from having to stare at the portrait in vain.
As long as I continue to live my current life, I will be satisfied.
But the dream is about to be shattered.
More and more cracks appeared in the air, and there was a crisp sound. The scene before my eyes did not change at all, but I knew that everything had changed.
The next moment, waves of beasts coming from all directions blocked my twentieth journey away from home.
An endless stream of ferocious beasts launched raids on the village.
I tried to block it with my not-so-proficient poison skills, but that little trick couldn't even penetrate the beast's tough skin.
There's nothing I can do.
I could only watch it all in silence until my father came to the rescue.
He carried me and fought our way through the beast herd. The difference from the last dream was that this time only my father and I were left.
I also saw the face hiding among the beasts again.
Those eyes stared at me coldly.
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My name is Zhang Ergou.
I am Zhang Ergou in the third dream.
I know the dream here will also be shattered.
I am even more aware that everything in front of me is about to be destroyed. Even though the ghost market is extremely powerful, the voice coming from the bottom of my heart keeps knocking on my nerves.
"No matter what you do, you can't stop it from happening."
Looking at the group of undead people around me who were still laughing and joking with me, I felt that I needed to do something.
I expressed my concerns to them and told them that the Ghost Market was about to face a devastating disaster, but all I got were some perfunctory answers.
I have tried to report this to the higher-ups in Ghost City, and even used my own life to guarantee the authenticity of my words.
But no one believed me.
I found my father.
I wanted to persuade him to leave with me, although I knew that he might think that I was too delusional like everyone else. After all, the ghost market I was in was extremely powerful. Ten years had passed since it started operating in the dream, and the ghost market had become the sole ruler of the entire world.
No enemy would dare to provoke the Ghost Market, and it is even more impossible for anyone to threaten the Ghost Market.
But the moment I saw my father, I was speechless.
Because my father's body was covered with those ominous cracks.
At this moment, I finally understood what this dream shattered, or rather, the real fear deep in my heart was finally about to come true in this dream.
"Let's go." My father took the initiative to speak.
"Leave? I want you to leave with me!"
My father smiled but did not answer.
"Please, come with me!" The great fear in my heart devoured my reason. Even though I knew it was a dream, I didn't want to wake up like this.
"I'm sorry." My father said suddenly.
I clutched his sleeves tightly, looking at the increasingly dense cracks on his body, my eyes a little dazed.
I don't understand why he said that.
"The artificial destiny body plan was too wishful thinking on my part, and I never considered your thoughts." My father touched my head and said seriously, "You are just Zhang Ergou, but not Zhang Wuji. I only wanted to make you stronger, so I ignored whether this forced life was what you wanted.
Don’t mention the name Zhang Wuji anymore. You are just Zhang Ergou and you will always be Zhang Ergou.”
I stared at my father in a daze.
I watched the cracks on the other person's body become clearer and clearer, I watched the light that was about to burst out from the cracks, and I watched this dream disappear with the disappearance of my father's figure.
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When all three dreams disappeared, Zhang Ergou found himself in a chaotic place. The pain from the outside world made him feel it more deeply, but the pain in his heart overwhelmed it all.
He was awake all the time.
Just don't want to face it.
but now.
"Is he really my father?" Zhang Ergou stroked a ring that appeared on his finger.
"A thought that was intercepted before." A voice came from the ring.
It's the poisonous old man.
It was also Qin Fan who had taken the initiative to play the role of his grandfather in the arrangement of the destiny body plan. However, after one script, the grandfather turned into a spirit body. As Qin Fan's strength became stronger and stronger, this spirit body could condense into an incarnation of thought.
He could not resist Murong Fu, who was in the Dharma Realm, but he was able to take advantage of Zhang Guchen's poison explosion to intercept a wisp of his thoughts and place them in this ring for nourishment.
Originally, Qin Fan tried to use the Nirvana Golden Flame to revive him, but just a wisp of thought was not enough to achieve complete revival. Therefore, after communicating with him, Zhang Guchen felt it necessary to say a few words to Zhang Ergou.
This thought could only support him to this point.
"Whatever he wanted to convey has been conveyed. You can continue to build beautiful dreams and get caught up in them. No one is forcing you to face reality. The reason why this dream is broken is because your consciousness is resisting."
“Why should I resist all this that I desire?”
Zhang Ergou asked in a low voice.
Qin Fan sighed and replied.
"Maybe you have unfinished business."
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My name is Zhang Wuji.
The carefree and unrestrained one.
I do have one important thing left to do.
And now it's time to end it all.
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Inside the Dark Buddha City.
Looking at Zhang Wuji standing in mid-air, Murong Fu immediately mobilized all his strength and used his best move again. He saw the dark rules flowing around his body, and sword energy also burst out!
The next moment, thousands of sword energies formed a ferocious Tyrannosaurus Rex, which pounced fiercely!
Black-level pagoda, combined sword energy, and the arrival of the giant dragon!
Zhang Wuji looked expressionlessly at the evil dragon condensed by sword intent that was devouring him. He silently raised his right palm, and infinite light burned into a captivating golden-red flame that, after extreme compression, gathered into a huge energy bullet!
Nine Suns Big Thunderbolt!
After he swung his sword casually, the evil dragon was destroyed instantly!
At the same time, golden-red light emerged from all directions and enveloped Murong Fu's lower body. After Zhang Wuji snapped his fingers, the bursting holy flame began to burn his body, causing Murong Fu to howl in pain.
pain!It hurts so much!
Once again, he was experiencing extreme pain for a man. Compared to the last time when Fang Yunhua directly cut off his three limbs, this holy fire invaded his cortex and destroyed every cell!
He could clearly feel his body being burned into slag bit by bit.
Even if he used all his strength to activate the Yi Jin Jing, the black Buddha power that had just emerged was completely suppressed by the increasingly dazzling light around him!
Murong Fu looked at Zhang Wuji with anger and fear. Apart from feeling extreme burning pain in his lower body, he was unable to move. The only chance of survival he had at this moment was to secretly move his sword fingers and launch a surprise attack when the opponent was relaxed!
However, in the next second, Zhang Wuji directly shot out two scorching sword energies, aiming directly at Murong Fu's arms!
The rapidly spreading golden-red holy flames had already covered his entire body, leaving only the face that had repeatedly appeared in his dreams, roaring and screaming in despair! (End of this chapter)