Chapter 108 Interactions spanning fifty years

After several heavy blows from Ji Weihang, the male cultivator fainted and lost consciousness.

Even if he is a cultivator, he still has a flesh and blood body, and he is only a Jindan stage formation cultivator, and he also has the weakness of a man, so he is really vulnerable.

Ji Weihang asked Kunqing to strip off the magic treasures on his body, and looked at the ruins of the village, which was already in a mess, to look for the remaining villagers.

When she blew in, the man was angrily cursing something like "hole-digging rat" and "difficult to deal with", and he guessed that some villagers were still alive.

Judging from the fact that he was trapped in the center of the formation, there must be survivors.

Seeing the intruder being knocked down by the monk who suddenly appeared, and the monk was very clear about the situation and had a righteous spirit, the village chief who was watching from the dark came out first. "This knight, is this the reinforcement Xiaofeng brought?"

Among the children who were transferred out, Ren Fengpan, who often went to the city, was undoubtedly the most likely to find reinforcements.

"We will certainly meet the conditions she promised the knight." The village chief said apologetically, "We just need to wait for a moment so that we can gather the money."

Ji Weihang looked at the venerable village head grandmother, his expression softened, and said, "No need to be so polite. If I need to be rewarded for helping the weak, I would not deserve to be called a knight."

"We just want to see Xiaofeng."

At this time, someone rushed in through the formation. She was holding a handy axe in her hand, and immediately stopped when she realized something was wrong.

He looked with surprise at the male cultivator on the ground, at Ji Weihang who had deliberately dressed up as Jiang Zhan and the unfamiliar Jiang Xuan, and then at the village chief who was still alive.

It was Ren Fengpan who noticed something was wrong with the outer formation.

After a pause, she walked over quickly, taking a few steps at a time, and put the axe in her hand back to her waist, "Grandma, are you okay? Sister Jiang, why are you here?"

"Xiao Feng?" The village chief frowned and looked at her. When she was about to walk in front of him, he pinched his fingers to activate the formation. Golden threads rose from the ground to form a cage, imprisoning Ren Fengpan. "You are not Xiao Feng, who are you?"

Jiang Xuan clicked her tongue and said, "That's good. We don't have to try so hard and get the answer directly."

"Grandma, what are you doing?" Ren Fengpan ignored the "two people" standing beside him, looked at the village chief in confusion and asked, "Why are you locking me up? I'm Xiaofeng."

The village chief looked at Ren Fengpan with a puzzled expression, but his tone was firm. "If your bloodline says you are not, then you are not. What are you?"

Jiang Yan, who was watching from the sidelines, even took out some snacks and said to Ji Weihang while eating them, "Interesting. Do you think they don't know that this village has bloodline induction? Why don't they do it more carefully? Can't do it, or don't want to do it?"

Ji Weihang didn't answer, and said, "Let's go."

The goal has been achieved, there is no need to stay.

Without waiting for the village chief and the villagers who were leaving one after another to try to stop them, they left like a gust of wind, just like when they came, and returned to Liuying City to meet Fu Xuan.

As soon as you enter the city, you will not miss the guards patrolling the streets. They accept searches, submit false identification documents, and also find out the source of the chaos - a local weak and handsome man was seriously injured and on the verge of death by an outsider.

"Tsk tsk, she was so cruel?" Jiang Xuan ate the mangosteen crisps she bought on the road, looked at the people in the Xuanshi Inn in the distance, and said with a twitch of her nose, "Even from a long distance away, I can smell the fragrance of the spiritual herbs on her body that covers the smell of blood."

It seemed like a casual remark, but also like a deliberate provocation.

"Are you qualified to say that?" Ji Weihang said indifferently.

Jiang Yan was amused by this and gently tapped her with the wooden spoon in her hand, "I thought you only treated her as a good sister, but I didn't expect you..."

Receiving her glance, Jiang Qian blocked the words "I know it very well" from her mouth with the cool and sweet crispy milk tea, but she just kept laughing.

It's funny that the "youthful role model" who was once praised by everyone has now "fallen" to this point, and it's also funny that human beings are always so tactful and implicit, wasting a lot of time.

Ji Weihang ignored Jiang Yan who was laughing beside him.

Naturally, after their first meeting, she guessed what kind of person Fu Xuan might grow up to be.

A "decent person" with a soft heart and soft means? Very unlikely.

She didn't know how Fu Xuan escaped, but whether it was with help from someone or luck, he lost his family and support at the age of eight, and lived for fifty years with a desire for revenge... she would not be surprised by how he grew up.

When they first met, the other party showed his determination to be killed regardless of everything, which was a sign of surrender and trust;

It was only natural and in her interest that she reciprocated with equal kindness and protection.

She didn't feel that Fu Xuan was taking advantage of or deceiving her.

The limitation of strength caused by talent and the weak strength under objective comparison are real;

Being unwilling to reveal one's true character in front of a strong person with an unclear attitude and establishing an image of weakness is a very legitimate act of self-protection and does not mean unforgivable deception and exploitation.

As for the money, treasures and skills that she paid unilaterally, she also gave them voluntarily in exchange for trust and goodwill.

Rather than saying it was a one-sided deception, it would be more accurate to say that both parties were testing each other and adding weight to the balance of the relationship.

Now, Fu Xuan's sense of security has reached a certain level, and he has begun to gradually reveal his true self.

This is a good thing.

"Sister." When they sat down in front of Fu Xuan's table, Fu Xuan put down the tea in his hand and concluded, "He is definitely not Mu Qiao."

Ji Weihang didn't drink tea. The tea here was really average. "She is not Ren Fengpan either."

With three examples here, it's pretty much guaranteed that failing or dying in the game won't result in a simple, memory-wiping consequence.

Jiang Xuan picked up the cake ordered by Fu Xuan, took a bite, spit it out, and said, "It seems that what Xiaobai said doesn't count. If we can't come back after losing the game, can our last wish really come true?"

There was a barrier to shield others when they were talking, so there was no need to worry about it being revealed.

Ji Weihang didn't have any wishes to make and didn't care about these things. She was more concerned about where the players who failed or died in the game went.

"It shouldn't be gone." The numbing and astringent taste of tea still lingered on Fu Xuan's tongue. "Maybe it was thrown away somewhere else to do hard labor? Speaking of which, why does the game exist and what it wants from us is still unknown."

Ji Weihang said: “We don’t know how long the game has existed or how it works.

“It’s been nearly sixty years since the local residents in the game first met the aliens.

“The concept of invaders in the bird world appeared nearly eight years ago when superhumans came onto the world stage.

"The length of time that players appear varies, and the forms of their appearance are also different. But the same thing is that 'players' appear after their world has undergone a huge change."

Jiang Yan held her chin with one hand and said casually, "Maybe the game is causing trouble everywhere and throwing players into these worlds."

Ji Weihang said: "It is not impossible, but we cannot be sure of the accuracy of this speculation, nor can we be sure what the game can get from it."

She stood up and ended the conversation temporarily. "Let's not talk about these things that can't be concluded. I have to go out for a while. You stay here."

Fu Xuan, who was standing up after hearing the first half of the sentence, paused and showed a look of resentment on his face, "I have to wait here with her?"

She thought that Ji Weihang might go to the ruins of Ming Jizong, but she didn't expect that he would choose to go alone.

Ji Weihang patted her shoulder and said, "We're about to enter the game, you should take good care of yourself."

At this time, there are still about five hours before entering the game.

Fu Xuan sat back in his seat helplessly, met Jiang Yan's smiling eyes, then looked away and took a sip of tea.

Pah, it tastes so bad.

——

Ji Weihang left Liuying City, set up a teleportation array in the mountains and forests, and then traveled hidden in the wind.

After about two incense sticks, she saw lifeless mountains, dead trees, and ruins in the distance. Only the clear and wide river was still flowing quietly, as always.

The ruins of Emperor Xianzong of Ming Dynasty.

She did not go to her former residence, nor did she go to the Rhythmic Bamboo Forest.

She settled down by the Bixu River.

This place is some distance away from the town, but the fire was merciless and all the grass and trees were burned to ashes. However, the green grass has long since grown again, but the dead trees have disappeared.

Only traces on the ground remain, indicating that a large tree once stood here.

Ji Weihang was not here to feel sad about the passing of time. She used the tree as a fulcrum and moved towards the river. After she stopped at one place, she squatted down and gently stroked the ground with her hands.

The formation emerged.

It seemed that what she thought was right. She untied the formation and dug out a strange box.

There are different ways to open the Qimen Box.

For this one, we need to rearrange the six words "岁、圆、年、相、满、似" into a sentence.

She hit enter without thinking.

Year after year, everything is similar and perfect.

With a click, the magic box opened.

Inside was a smaller Qimen box, similar to the birthday present she had seen in the flashback.

She paused for a moment, then used her spiritual power to open the box, revealing a black-clad puppet with facial features extremely similar to Weihang's.

When I touched the puppet, the usage and precautions immediately came to my mind.

She summoned Kunqing and handed her the puppet. "Combine it with the Lingbao I asked you to make before, and make a new Lingbao."

When Kun Qing took it, he also learned how to use it, and then solemnly replied, "Yes."

After Kunqing went back, Ji Weihang looked at the two strange boxes in his arms in a daze.

Of course she didn't come back here for no reason, but she didn't know what she would get in advance.

In the scene replay, Ji Kunling handed the letter to Yao Qianqian in the Zhengdao Hall. The place where she took out the letter was the place where Ji Weihang joked with her when they were young. "Master's wife, how about I put it here when I want to secretly send you a letter in the future? Anyway, you come to play with Master Aunt every day~"

Seeing that the place where Ji Kunling would not normally hide the letter was deliberately pointed out, Ji Weihang thought it was a hint from Ji Kunling.

Hinting to her that she had hidden the "letter" somewhere, waiting for her to pick it up.

The letter Yao Dang submitted contained only one sentence, "Year after year", which was taken from the wish she made on her third birthday - "Year after year, similar and perfect."

Remind her that the letter may be hidden somewhere related to her.

And the scene looks back at the birthday gift prepared by Ji Kunling.

——A well-made "animation" that freezes a certain period of time.

By the quietly flowing Bixu River, Ji Weihang sat on a small bench fishing, while Fu Xuan stood under a nearby tree confronting Ji Tianjiao, who had snatched a candied haws hanging upside down from the tree.

In the bushes far away from them, Ji Linxue pushed Gui Yan to let her go out, but she hid deeper instead;

A flash of sword light flashed across the sky. It was Yun Tongmin bringing Ying Feiqiong back to the clan.

The picture zoomed in, and inside the Zhengdao Hall, Ji Kunze was discussing recent cultivation matters with Li Ji and Zhong Lingxiu.

The eternally frozen images and memories are something you can carry with you, “year after year, similar and perfect.”

If the location of the hidden letter is related to it, the most likely possibility is naturally the location of Ji Weihang himself in the frozen frame.

…

Now, I really got it.

She was a little dazed.

What this represents is that Ji Kunling had a brief interaction with her across fifty years of time and space.

It was Ji Kunling who understood everything clearly and thoroughly...

She suddenly remembered the master's wife's low sigh.

"Weihang, I hope you are happy now..."

Is it a wish or a blessing?

It's guilt.

She looked up at the Bixu River, and the rippling waves danced and flickered in her eyes.

Are you happy?

Master's wife, she no longer knows what happiness is.