Chapter 1048 (1/2)

”I sat up from bed and put on my slippers, but I found them wet.”

”Why is the ground wet? I woke up and stood up. I saw that the ground was wet everywhere. I was busy checking the kitchen and bathroom to make sure there was no water leakage. It's really strange. I didn't see the water leakage, but how did the ground get so wet?”

”My heart is full of doubts. This is the house I rent. The building has a total of 30 floors. The one I rent is just on the 30th floor of the building.”

When Su Li saw this, his heart suddenly shook, and his right hand gripped the paper, which trembled slightly in his hand.

An inexplicable cold slowly came out of his back.

At first he read as like as two peas, and felt familiar. He just thought that when he saw the thirty story, the ground was wet, and he was drunk, he suddenly thought of it. When he first entered the flood world, did he not exactly write the same on this paper?

”Yes, it was October 15. The night before, I drank three times in a row to accompany my customers. Finally, I got drunk. When I woke up the next day, I was awakened by the alarm clock. Then I found that the ground was wet. Finally, I found that the outside world was flooded.”

”The 'I' written on this paper is not me? How can it be so coincidental?”

Su Li scalp as like as two peas, and he kept on looking down, he wanted to see whether the plot behind the page was exactly the same as what he had been going through.

”Because I'm going to work soon, I don't dare to delay. I'm busy brushing my teeth and washing my face. By the way, I pushed the window glass of the bathroom. When I look out along the window, my eyelids jump.”

”When you look out of the window, you can see the sparkling water outside. In addition to water, you can't see any tall buildings, roads and vehicles.”

When he saw this, Su Li gently breathed out, looked up slightly, closed his eyes, and was in some confusion in his mind.

He is now quite sure that what is written on this page is what happened to him in those years.

The content on this page is written in the first person. That ”I” is what happened to him that year.

However, he remembered that he had never written such a thing. Where did this page come from? It was also placed in the so-called coffin of the end Yan, which was robbed by those true ancestors as precious.

”No wonder I've been practicing in the turbulence of time and space for so many years, but the coffin rushed towards my place. Can you say... The coffin came to my place on purpose so that I could see what was written on this page?”

Su Li managed to calm himself down and continued to look down. He saw the shock, shock and disbelief that ”I” found that the outside was flooded. Then ”I” on this page rushed out of the door, went to the corridor and patted the door of the next door neighbor.

”It's as like as two peas”... ”Su Li whispered softly,” two pages of family written on this page, a young woman who often changes her boyfriend, and a young couple who has a lot of noise, and a noisy Chihuahua, exactly the same as his own experience, because he was an ordinary person when he was an ordinary man, the two neighbors on the same floor. The same is true.

This page was full of words on both sides. Su Li read it in one breath. Finally, he found a floating corpse at the flooded stairs, and then stopped abruptly, because the page was full and there was no way to write more words.

Looking back and forth carefully at the page and the words on it, Su Li suddenly had a strange idea in her heart.

He felt very familiar with the handwriting.

As soon as the right hand was extended, the original force was launched. Soon, a piece of paper and a pen appeared.

He created a pen and paper, took the pen, copied the first paragraph according to the content of the paper.

After copying, Su Li abandoned his pen and his scalp became numb.

Yes, as like as two peas, though he could not believe it, he had to admit that the words on the page were actually his own handwriting.

Su Li almost forgot his handwriting, but once he started writing, his memories came back, almost like instinctively writing these words. Looking at the words, Su Li sighed.

”Is it true that I can't write all the words on this page?”

”Besides this, there seems to be no more reasonable explanation...”

Zuri felt more and more strange. This feeling was not beautiful.

At that time, he had no intention to break into mohezhou and met Wang Lan, which became everything that ordinary Suli experienced. All kinds of strange places filled his heart with doubts. However, Wang Lan disappeared later. He even knew the Lord of mohezhou at the beginning, but he had been unable to find out the inside story of this matter, but the feeling in his heart was very uncomfortable.

Now hundreds of years later, he almost forgot this feeling. He didn't want to get this page at the moment and let him recall that uncomfortable feeling again.

He thought of various possibilities. For example, he experienced these things and recorded these processes when he was idle and bored. Later, he lost his memory, so he didn't know he had written this page, and even thought about whether he had returned to the past, or whether all these were arranged by himself in the future.

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, there is a terrible existence behind the endless turbulence of time and space. All these are the hands and feet of this existence. With its magical means, he knows that his experiences are not strange, and then writes these words and intentionally sends them to himself.

But there is a loophole in this conjecture, that is, how does the existence know his handwriting? And what is the goal of this approach?

Even Su Li thought of the first ancestor of the old Terran. Would this exist, that is, the mysterious first ancestor of the old Terran.

It's not difficult to know your handwriting. After all, if someone really dominates all this, you can imitate it as long as you collect the words you have written.

What makes him wonder is the meaning of the other party's doing so?

All kinds of conceivable possibilities are exhausted. It seems that each is possible, and it seems that each is a little worse.

”I'm afraid I can't figure out what's going on for the time being.”

Su Li finally chose to give up, opened the mirage world, and took in this page of paper.

Unable to guess what this meant, Su Li's eyes fell on the metal coffin in front of him.

Although that page of paper filled him with doubts, the coffin in front of him was a real treasure.

”But I don't know whether it can be refined, used as a weapon to hit people, or used for defense. It's good.”

Su Li studied it and covered the coffin. He just took a coffin as a weapon. It's really strange.