I met my master in the cave.

He looked at the corpse on my back in surprise.

"What's going on?" It was not my master who asked this question, but me.

He seemed to have understood something. He lowered his head and sighed before he stopped talking.

"This man has the same face as me, and even the scar on his head. I've told you about this scar. When I was a child, my father quarreled with my mother when he was drunk. He pulled me accidentally and knocked me to the ground. I was seriously injured." My voice trembled when I said this.

The master nodded. He should still remember that a year ago, when I inadvertently saw the scar behind his head, I shouted in surprise, "master! We are destined to meet! There is a same position behind my head!

At that time, he responded to me in panic.

Our master and I were silent. We could only hear our breath in the cave.

I put the corpse on the ground and slowly walked to the pile of bones at the end of the acupoint room to check those skulls.

The same scars, the same position, and even the same lines.

In fact, I should have thought of it earlier. I have never thought of so many things that I have known before

"Can you tell me the truth now?" I stared at my master without any expression on my face.

My master didn't say anything either, but his eyes told me that he had a lot to say to me.

When his master was about to speak, the corpse beside him twitched.

'Damn it! I've fought with the people of the Qing kingdom for so many times, but I've forgotten their double fates!

In this world, there was always a saying that one could obtain both life and death, which was a unique technique of the royal guards of the Qing kingdom. After suffering a fatal blow, the person who practiced this technique would temporarily enter a state of fake death. His senses were closed, but his mind was not completely destroyed. He could choose to "revive" at any time and obtain the longest life span of an hour.

At this moment, the corpse on the ground suddenly sat up, drew out the sword from his waist, and stabbed straight at his master. The sword blade pierced through his chest.

"No!" I shouted and pulled out the dagger from my waist. Before he could react, the dagger cut his throat. Blood gurgled out, and he let out a strange whimper, and then fell to the ground dejectedly.

When the people of the lie Kingdom saw my face, their eyes suddenly widened. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't.

I know what occupied the last moment of his life was not pain, nor fear, but surprise and confusion.

It's a horrible thing to see another person die. This is a foreplay of your death on him. Since that day, I dreamed of this scene in countless dreams. Every time I woke up in sweat.

But now, when I look at "myself" killed by myself and my master lying in the blood, my mind is in a mess.

"Master!" I knelt down and held my master, who was stabbed through the chest by a sharp blade, with tears pouring out. Only then did I realize that this stubborn old man in my arms was so important to me. Although he concealed something from me, he saved my life and never hurt me. After getting along with him day and night for more than two years, he has become my best... Family.

I'm used to his waking me up every morning to practice my martial arts. I'm used to his calling me rebellious disciple. I'm used to raising a bonfire together to cook barbecue. I'm used to his snatching the best meat. And these habits are going to end today.

"Abelard..." the old man's lips moved, and his breath was weak.

"Master, I'm listening!"

"I've been... Hiding something from you. The reason why I didn't tell you is that I don't want you to be as scared as me..." the master coughed and spat out blood.

"Master, hold on. I'll go get the mommy powder for you!" I wanted to stand up, but my master held my hand tightly.

"No! No! It's useless! It's useless... Medicine can only cure diseases, not life... Disciple, listen to me!"

Her master wiped the blood from her mouth with her trembling hand, and said in a trembling voice, "you, me, my master, this man from the Qing Kingdom, and... And the master of the countless bones in the cave... In fact, they are all the same person... We all had a common name, a common body, a common soul."

I nodded. In fact, I should have expected that... From the first time I saw this strange old man, I felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity from the bottom of my heart. This kind of intimacy was the most primitive intuition among family members.

For many times, I looked into his eyes as if I had seen myself in the mirror, but I had forgotten all of these as my illusion.

After all, he is an old man, an old man who has experienced more than me for nearly 60 years. 60 years is enough to change a person from inside to outside. He is no longer the "me". He is no longer the ordinary young man 60 years ago. Time has turned his past into a dream. Now he is just an old man, a lonely old man.

Master still wanted to speak, so I gently covered his dry lips stained with blood.

Needless to say, master, I have known everything. In the past two years, day and night, every drop has just gathered together. At that moment, I knew the secrets of this world.

In 2018, I fell into the time crack. During the time teleportation, the distortion of space and time created countless time dots, as well as countless physical bodies of me. Therefore, countless "I" traveled to this world. Since ancient times, there had been countless "I".

Because we traveled in different places and experienced different things, our fates were becoming infinitely possible, and in the end, we became a group of strangers with the same appearance. Those kind people, those vicious people, those cowardly people, those brave people, those simple and dull people, those smart and cunning people, They all lived in this world where the weak were the prey of the strong... In this world of deception, killing, or being killed.

Anyway, they must have a common goal. I believe that.

My master moved away my hand from his lips. I could see that he had used all his strength, but it was so insignificant to me

"My child, this man from the Qing kingdom must have come for the location of this cave. This is also the reason why our ancestors left the skeleton here. This cave..." master looked at me, who was crying, and pointed at the ground. "Haven't you thought that... This location... Is our home in the real world..."

It suddenly dawned on me.

"Maybe... I didn't teach you well. When I followed my master for more than a month, I found him..." the master laughed. He had to endure the pain of the sword piercing his chest, but he still laughed. "My child... Remember... Pass your knowledge and ability to your disciple... One day, we can... Go home."

More tears gushed out. In the blurred sight of tears, I saw those "themselves" several hundred and thousands of years ago. What they fought for all their lives was only two words.

Go home.

Although they didn't go back and they didn't know how to go back, they would still pass on this wish to the later generations, because we used to have the same name, the same body, and the same soul

I saw them. I saw them running, jumping, fighting, meditating, laughing, suffering, dying, and then turning into bones

"Master... Do you remember the comic stand at the gate of the school when we were in primary school, the basketball stand on the playground when we were in middle school, and the cinema where she held hands for the first time when we were in high school..." I sobbed.

The corners of his master's mouth rose again. He was trying hard to endure the great pain and smile, but his tenacity could only move the corners of his mouth, but he was unable to open his eyes.

I shook his body gently and opened his heavy eyelids with my hands, but I saw a large area of whites of his eyes.

He coughed again and spat out a lot of blood.

"Master, what's more! And the best actress for you to skip classes, Steven. Jack was drunk because of being lovelorn, but he was still joking on the second day. It's so lame to pretend to be your name and write love letters. Have you forgotten these losers? Don't you want to see them again?"

The master opened his eyes, but closed them again. He opened his mouth slightly and made a vague sound.

I bent over and carefully distinguished every word he said:

"When you have the chance to go back, tell mom, mom... Say... Say... I..." he had no strength to continue.

"Master, I know what you are going to say!" She hugged him tightly. "You want to tell her that you have never hated her. You don't hate her nagging, her discipline, her taking you away from your drunken father... You want to tell her that you love her!"

The master closed his eyes and never opened them again.

I'm not sure if he heard my last words, but even if he couldn't, he must know that I would understand what he meant. Because we used to have the same name, the same body, and the same soul

At that time, we were all reckless and naughty.

At that time, we were all childish and innocent.

At that time, we were still ordinary young men.

At that time, in our world.

After crying for a long time, I picked up my master's body, which gradually lost its temperature, and put him in the pile of bones in the end acupoint chamber.

It was the home of all the masters, which had never changed from beginning to end.

Master, let's go home.