Chapter 80 Chapter 80 "I am you."
The entrance to the wheel of reincarnation is a vortex of swirling black air, and the escaping breath is filled with a strong and cold air.
Chen Qian was sure that this was the reincarnation entrance mentioned by the little ghost, and walked in without hesitation.
A white light flashed before his eyes, and when the world became clear again, he found himself back in Xuanqing Sect.
But the surrounding scenery seemed a little different.
A few children passed by playing.
Chen Qian took a look and saw that the leader was Chu Liangxiu, who was about eight or nine years old. She had two buns on her head, a chubby and rosy face, and a smug look on her face. She was leading a group of children to play like a king.
Among the children following behind, there was one who was particularly silent, with a look of worry in his eyes and eyebrows that vaguely showed the worry of his childhood.
The children ran over laughing and shouting, but their voices soon died away in the wind. The scene changed, and white snow was flying all over the sky. A noble young man was riding on a tall horse, holding the dirty Yao Ning he had just picked up in his arms.
Chen Qian, who was watching, held his breath.
The young man looked at the road ahead, his eyes were a little empty, as if he was worried about something.
So he didn't notice that the girl in his arms was looking at him all the way.
The scene changed again, and scenes from the past were played out one after another.
However, Chen Qian sensed something was subtly wrong.
The person in those scenes is him, yet not him.
In the inn after their marriage, the man became lustful and was inseparable from Yao Ning. In his confusion, he seemed to be clear-headed for a moment, and then the Tingni sword was unsheathed.
Chen Qian, who was watching from the side, closed his eyes tightly.
However, even with his eyes closed, the scene still allowed him to "see" in a strange way. He should not have been able to see it, but he could clearly see that Yao Ning's heart was pierced.
The man on the bed had disheveled clothes and was still breathing slightly.
He slowly retracted Tingni and looked down at his twitching wife.
“Remember who you are.”
Remember who you are.
No! Shen Qian wanted to shout, that's not the case, he didn't say that! That's not what he said!
However, he was soon stunned.
So what? He didn't say it, but he did it.
The scene changed again, above Zhongzezhou and Xizhou Pavilion.
"Have you had enough of this?" The man had a cold face and impatience in his eyes.
Yao Ning was tired and disappointed: "I'm not making a fuss. We're over, Chen Qian."
The man turned a deaf ear and said firmly, "Come here."
Yao Ning looked at him helplessly: "Don't you understand? It's over."
In the next scene, Yao Ning is trapped in the demon world, but this time no one shows up to save her. She becomes a prisoner of the zombie and is then given to Bai Su as a slave.
The sloppy man had a mocking smile on his face, his arms folded across his chest, looking down at the unconscious and bruised woman lying on the bed.
Shen Qian's breathing became rapid.
This has never happened. If Yao Ning falls into Bai Su's hands, what will he do to her?
Bai Su was very proud, his eyes full of ridicule and contempt.
He stretched out his hands, his strong hands with distinct joints and bulging blue veins, and he could break Yao Ning's neck with a single blow, ending her life effortlessly.
Bai Su lifted the corner of the quilt with both hands and pulled it up a little to cover Yao Ning's slightly exposed shoulders.
Bai Su whistled, then sat silently on the ground in front of the bed holding the knife, like a big dog guarding its master's sleep.
Chen Qian on the side was stunned, but before he could react, the scene changed again.
The Brahma Temple was destroyed, and Yao Ning suffered new wounds on top of old ones, with accusations and doubts coming from all sides.
"Didn't she die in the demon world? Why is she here?"
"Perhaps he has already been colluding with the Demon Lord and his men."
"What kind of place is the Demon Realm? Even if she doesn't die, how could she escape so easily?"
Yao Ning glanced at the wary and disgusted faces and met the gaze of the person he had been thinking about day and night.
The man showed no expression. He held out his hand, calmly and confidently determined to win, and said, "Come here."
Yao Ning's eyes turned red and she threw herself into his arms.
The man hugged her, his face gloomy.
Chen Qian was outside of these scenes and vaguely felt that something was wrong.
"No, you can't trust him!"
He suddenly cried out, but no one could hear his cry.
He didn't understand why Yao Ning was so stupid. That man had hurt her so many times and abandoned her when she needed him the most. Why did she come out of the demon world with scars all over her body to find him? Why did she go to him without hesitation when he extended his hand?
Shen Qian was stunned.
His bystander perspective made it impossible for him to understand Yao Ning's actions in these scenes. However, in the real world, hadn't his Aning always been so stupid?
There were waves of dull pain in my chest.
Chen Qian finally understood the danger of this test.
This is the way to destroy one's heart.
But it's not over yet.
The scene switches to night, the man falls asleep with Yao Ning in his arms. In the dim light, she paints his face over and over again until sleepiness comes over her, then she hugs one of his arms tightly and closes her eyes.
And after she closed her eyes, the man who seemed to have fallen asleep opened his eyes.
Chen Qian stood aside, breathing hard, and couldn't help asking, "What are you going to do?"
The man stared at Yao Ning for a moment, then reached out to wipe away the tears from her face.
"The energy of chaos spreads, the path to heaven is cut off, and all I have sought in my life will be in vain."
The man's fingertips gently stroked her pale cheek with the tender affection of a lover.
His fingers slid down, stroking her fair neck, and then his fingers tightened.
"You forced me to do this."
Chen Qian collapsed and said, "No!!!"
He closed his eyes and rushed around trying to get away. However, no matter whether he opened his eyes or not, no matter where he went, the scene was still clearly displayed before him, forcing him to watch the massacre without any obstruction.
Shen Qian's precarious clarity collapsed in an instant.
He raised his bloodshot eyes and looked at the man.
The man in the scene seemed to sense something and turned his head.
Two identical faces met eyes and saw each other.
One person collapsed in despair, as if he was about to be possessed by a demon in the next moment.
One person was shocked for a moment, then calmed down, indifferent and calm.
The atmosphere was silent for a moment, and two identical Thunder Swords were unsheathed at the same time, clashing against each other like lightning. With a clear "clang" sound, sparks exploded.
Then the room was filled with sword shadows and wandering purple lightning. After all, the other Chen Qian was a person in an illusion, and he soon showed signs of decline. Ting Ni did not hesitate for a moment and pierced through his heart.
"puff."
The man spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale instantly.
Chen Qian looked at his pain indifferently, and Ting Ni followed his heart and slashed again.
After a dull sound, blood spurted out, and the man's hand that was strangling Yao Ning was cut off at the root.
He groaned in pain, raised his head and said in a trembling voice: "You, who are you?"
Chen Qian didn't stop and pinched his neck with his five fingers. The man's face turned red and his limbs twisted violently. After a while, his lips turned blue and his strength gradually faded.
“Click.”
Shen Qian heard the sound of a broken neck bone.
He slowly loosened his grip, and the man's body collapsed limply, falling to the ground with a dull thud.
The corpse's bulging eyes were still fixed on Chen Qian.
Shen Qian covered his head and slowly squatted down.
What is this? Why did he see something like this? Why did he do that...
No, that's not him, not him...
Shen Qian looked at his hands.
These are a pair of clean, strong hands.
However, as Shen Qian watched, he felt that the hands were covered in blood.
He thought that perhaps what he saw now was the real world, and what he thought was the truth was just a beautified and distorted memory.
In real life, he used and treated Yao Ning so coldly.
All events remain unchanged, only the details have changed.
Because he was hypocritical and cold-blooded, he tampered with the details in his memory to make himself look like a person with a conscience.
Chen Qian looked at the corpse that died with its eyes open and answered his question: "I am you."
He stood up shakily and took a step forward. The surroundings spun and changed again. The ethereal laughter lengthened and slowed down, as if it came from another world.
Shen Qian's dull eyes turned and he saw a group of playful children running by.
The leader was Chu Liangxiu, and the silent one in the crowd was Shao Shi Chen Qian.
Chen Qian's eyes moved, and like a doll that had lost its soul, he walked straight towards his younger self.
However, the scene spins and shatters, and the past reappears on the scene.
Yao Ning returned from the ancient secret realm seriously injured. Under the flower tree of Xuanqing Sect, the man asked her: "What's your name?"
The marriage lamp of Brahma Temple fell down instantly, and in the dim alley, her neck was strangled tightly.
The Immortal Alliance Conference was attacked and she sought help but received no help, leaving her alone.
…
The past was played out like a revolving lantern, reminding Chen Qian again and again who he was and what he had done to Yao Ning.
Brahma Temple, revisiting the old place, the man snatched a lantern, and Chen Qian saw Yao Ning was easily moved.
Chen Qian laughed sarcastically, not knowing whether he was laughing at her stupidity or at his own absurdity.
He walked forward, and the man in the illusion seemed to sense something. Just as he was about to turn his head, he suddenly felt his breathing stagnate.
Before the Tingni Sword was summoned, Shen Qian strangled him to death.
Life slipped through my hands, and the feeling of strangling myself was strange and eerie.
However, death alleviated his collapse and despair that was like the collapse of heaven and earth.
The man collapsed to the ground, and in the blink of an eye he became a foul-smelling corpse.
In the illusion, Yao Ning's face became dull, as if without that person, she had lost the meaning of her existence.
Chen Qian wanted to touch her eyes, but withdrew his hand when he was about to touch her.
"I'm sorry." He grabbed the corner of Yao Ning's clothes, slowly knelt down, choked with sobs and tears fell like rain, "I'm sorry."
He apologized to her again and again, but Yao Ning seemed to have lost her life, and there was no light in her eyes.
"I'm sorry, I treated you badly..."
He confessed his sins, but the god to whom he confessed was soulless and unable to respond, even to punish him.
Tears blurred my vision, my hands were empty, and the world was turned upside down and shattered.
A distant, slowed-down laughter was heard. Shen Qian looked up and saw a group of children passing by.
A new round.
Chen Qian understood that among the six realms of reincarnation, because his sins were too deep, he was sent to the hellish realm.
He raised his hand to wipe away the cold tears on his face and walked out.
…
In the dim room, eight-year-old Chen Qian woke up, rubbed his eyes, and his heart suddenly sank.
He smelled the strong smell of blood and the indescribable stench that filled the room.
Xiao Shen put down his hand and, in the dim moonlight coming in through the window, was surprised to find that there was an extra person in his room.
He was an adult man, his white clothes like flowing clouds were splattered with dark bloodstains, he had a handsome face, and his expression was both crazy and dead.
Realizing that Xiao Shen was awake, the man looked over.
Only then did Xiao Shenqian realize that this person was very strange.
He looks... seems very similar to his father.
No, not father. Xiao Shen frowned and stared at the man's eyebrows for a moment. Only then did he understand where that strange sense of incongruity came from.
This person looks a lot like... myself when I grow up.
It was a strange feeling. The more Xiao Shenqian looked at him, the more he felt that this person's every move was probably another version of himself.
The man ignored Xiao Shenqian's gaze. He looked tired, crazy, sad and painful.
The man slowly stood up, walked through the darkness as if he knew the way, and found the candlestick beside Xiao Shen's bed.
The candles were lit, and dim light filled the room.
Xiao Shen Qian suddenly opened his eyes wide, and all the blood in his body froze in an instant.
In the candlelight, Xiao Shenqian saw a room full of corpses.
They are old or young, but they all have the same face.
That's my own face.
The reason they died was that their necks were crooked and there were deep red marks around their necks.
Xiao Shenqian wanted to escape, but found that the sudden fear made him unable to move.
He trembled as he watched the man walk towards him and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"It's your turn."
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