Leaning against the wall next to her, Ji Qianqin placed her hand on her heart, the expression on her face struggling and complicated.

She seemed to be having trouble breathing, her chest heaving violently, and even her vision began to become blurred, just like a candidate who was about to enter the examination room but realized that he had forgotten to bring his admission ticket.

Inside her body, the Oathbreaker asked blankly, "What's wrong? Hey, what's wrong with you? Your heart rate is very wrong now, adjust it quickly!"

Ji Qianqin did not hear the words of the oath-breaker.

Or to be more precise, ever since she caught a glimpse of the woman under the cloak, that person was the only one left in her world.

"Mom..." she muttered to herself, "How is this possible?"

Ji Qianqin's hands tightly grasped her collar, her eyes ferocious: "Shouldn't you be dead? You should have been dead a long time ago..."

Moreover, he died right in front of my eyes! Dark clouds gathered overhead, and in the layers of dark clouds, it seemed as if thunder and lightning were brewing.

The purple-blue lightning flashed through the thick clouds, swimming like a long snake, leaving behind a pale and distorted scream.

Just like that dusk twenty-two years ago.

Ji Qianqin had never mentioned her own background before, not even to Bai Ling.

This is normal. After all, the years she had experienced in the past were like thorns wrapped around her chest. The more she thought about it, the more she could feel the pain of the thorns wrapping around her heart.

But now, the pain of the past is being uncovered again today.

Memories of the past gradually emerged in front of Ji Qianqin's eyes.

"Qianqin, Qianqin..."

Someone's voice seemed to echo in her ears.

Ji Qianqin knew that this was just her hallucination and not reality.

After seeing that woman's face, all the memories of that woman came flooding back like a tsunami, and the echo in my ears now was just a brief epitome of those past memories.

Through her blurry vision, Ji Qianqin seemed to see that face approaching her.

"My child," the woman put her hand on Ji Qianqin's face, "Tell me, what are you afraid of?"

"Are you afraid that I will appear again? Afraid that the corpse of the woman who was harsh and mean to you will crawl out of the grave again, grab your face, and make you obey the rules and do everything she expected?"

Ji Qianqin's lips trembled.

From the movement of her upper and lower lips, one could vaguely tell that she was saying "shut up".

The mother's hands were cold and damp. "I know you are afraid of me. Yes, who wouldn't be afraid of me? In the eyes of others, I am a lonely and weird single mother, but only you know that I am a complete lunatic, a mental patient. There are still some shocking wounds on your body, which are all proof of my 'love'."

"That's enough..."

Ji Qianqin lowered her voice.

On the other side, her mother's voice still echoed in her ears: "And this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that you knew the purpose of your birth when you were five years old."

"You are the sacrifice I carefully prepared, a gift to that existence, and the seed I obtained from the ancient God of Creation. You have blood that is almost identical to mine - because you are the child conceived by the 'womb' that the God of Creation took from my body."

"Rather than saying we are mother and daughter, we are organs and a human body. Your life has been geared toward the purpose of sacrifice from the very beginning. You have never been to school for a day, never spoken a word to your peers, and the first words you spoke were phrases like 'blood' and 'piece of meat'."

The mother gently stroked Ji Qianqin's hair: "This is you, a living, breathing 'organ'. Your ideas are distorted. Your desire for fame was instilled by me. Everything about you was carefully designed by me."

"And now, our goal has finally arrived," the mother murmured, "Now, that great being appears before our eyes - the long-cherished wish of our Ji family has now been officially fulfilled."

"What are you waiting for? Return to the embrace of that One, return to our origin, and then wriggle in the 'womb' again to become a baby."

Along with her mother's voice, it seemed that more and more people appeared in Ji Qianqin's ears.

"I saw it, it was perfect..."

"Everything in the Ji family is modeled after that painting. Now it's finally time to return to our roots."

"We can finally repay the debt that Ji Shen left behind..."

"Hurry up, Ji Qianqin, go back, go back, go back to our original hometown, go back to that person's belly..."

More and more sounds whispered in Ji Qianqin's ears.

Listening to the messy sounds around her ears, Ji Qianqin couldn't help but grab her ears with a painful expression.

"Shut up...ah..."

She spoke in broken sentences.

More and more people gathered around her, as if they wanted to completely surround her, compressing Ji Qianqin's personality bit by bit.

In the endless friction, Ji Qianqin's soul was like a worm in the water, about to gradually rise into steam along with the flames in the boiler...

Just before her consciousness was about to fade.

"It's broken!"

One person shouted angrily, directly scattering many "figures" in front of him: "Get out!"

Along with the powerful shout of "Get lost", the figures that had gathered in front of Ji Qianqin were like candles swaying in the wind, and then slowly disappeared.

Ji Qianqin finally got some "air" and grabbed her neck, gasping for breath.

"Ha ha……"

She panted and looked up at the person in front of her.

The person who had just yelled was standing in front of her, extending his hand towards her.

"You are such an idiot," the man said as he stretched out his hand. "I told you not to come here. It's dangerous here, but you still wanted to come here. If you're not an idiot, who else can you be?"

Ji Qianqin subconsciously grabbed the other person's hand.

She stood up and asked doubtfully, "Are you... an oathbreaker?"

No wonder she felt confused.

It’s just that the image of this guy in front of me is a little... too weird.

A person who looks not much different from a little girl and is even only as tall as Ji Qianqin's waist is standing with her hands on her hips, angrily calling herself an idiot. No matter who it is, it would seem a bit magical.

How should I put it, she is quite cute, but it makes me want to slap her hard in the face.

On the other side, the oath-breaker said unhappily: "Nonsense, who else but me would come to your spiritual world to save you?"

The spiritual world...

Ji Qianqin was slightly startled: "Is this my spiritual world?"

Having said that, she began to notice the strangeness of the surroundings.

A group of misty figures gathered around her, hazy and pale, but standing beside them persistently.

"These are..." Ji Qianqin swallowed subconsciously.

For some reason, when she was looking at those blurry shadows, she had a strong feeling of being spied on.

The oath-breaker followed Ji Qianqin's gaze and said, "These are your... ancestors of the Ji family."

She scratched her ear and said, "Ah, I'm actually too lazy to talk about these."

Sighing, the Oath Forsaken grabbed Ji Qianqin's hand and said, "I've said before that your Ji family exchanged the forbidden power from a certain existence, right?"

Ji Qianqin nodded.

That was what the Oath Breaker had mentioned when the Prophet was still in that "cocoon".

After confirming that Ji Qianqin still remembered, the Oathbreaker continued, "And the one who exchanged for power is the cloaked man in front of you. Or, the 'ferryman'."

"She is... a being that is hard to describe," the Oathbreaker frowned, "Her existence itself is to fight against the 'errors' of time. Of course, you probably won't understand what I'm saying, anyway, you just need to pay attention to one thing - she is probably a puppet made by 'time' herself."

A puppet made of time?

Ji Qianqin understood: "You mean, she is very strong?"

Very strong?

The oathbreaker rolled his eyes: "Too strong to have any friends."

"If 'Origin' represents a person who is free from the control of time, then the puppet molded by the law is an angel," the oath-breaker gestured in the air, "Do you understand? 'Origin' is Adam and Eve who ate the forbidden fruit and awakened their self-awareness. The law is God, and the existence of the ferryman is an 'angel'."

"She is no longer in the same category as us, and it is difficult for you to imagine her power. To be honest, I did not recognize her at first. But when I saw so many old people from the Ji family appear in your memories, I realized that it was probably her existence that triggered the power in your blood."

The Oath Breaker stroked his chin and said, "Your Ji family's ancestor, Ji Shen, was a very powerful man. He once stepped into the narrow space of time and stayed there for a period of time. I'm afraid he was the human being before the 'mistake' mentioned by the ferryman."

"In short, your ancestors got the power of your blood from the ferryman, but they also paid a corresponding price. The blood of your Ji family is a collection of countless souls, not just mine, but also your ancestors. Therefore, your mother is naturally among them."

Curling his lips, the oath-breaker said, "So from childhood to adulthood, you are the one who has truly 'fought on the backs of your ancestors'."

Ignore the oath-breaker's ridicule.

Ji Qianqin just had a blank look in her eyes.

She subconsciously lowered her head and looked at her hands.

"In my life, my mother, has she always been watching?" She suddenly turned her head and said to the oath-breaker.

The oathbreaker seemed to realize something and shrugged: "Of course not, don't worry about that."

"Even the souls of alien species are still under the control of Tianyuan's laws of 'soul' and 'death' after death, not to mention humans who have no special features," said the Oath Breaker. "Although your Ji family is quite special, you are not strong enough to completely ignore the laws of 'birth, aging, sickness and death' in this world. After all, the one you borrowed power from is just a dog molded by time, which is still problematic compared to the laws themselves."

"So, you can understand that this is a fragment of your Ji family's thought body. In simple terms, it is a memory, an obsession, but not a real person."

Ji Qianqin breathed a sigh of relief after listening to the words of the oath-breaker.

fine.

She originally thought that even her daily life was controlled by her mother, but now it seems that there is still room for change.

On the other side, the Oathbreaker stroked his chin and said, "But now that I've told you this, I've thought of a possibility."

She looked at Ji Qianqin, was silent for a moment, and then shook her head: "No, it's really not possible."

"What are you talking about?" Ji Qianqin asked puzzledly.

The oath-breaker waved his hands: "Nothing. You wouldn't understand even if I told you."

She changed the subject almost abruptly: "Take my hand now, I will take you away from the spiritual world. Although the mind will be faster in the spiritual world, it does not mean that time will not move in the real world. If you don't want to be caught by the ferryman, then you'd better follow me closely."

Hearing this, Ji Qianqin also nodded.

She also felt that there was no point in staying here.

Thinking of this, she raised her head and subconsciously tried to grab the hand extended by the oath-breaker.

But the next second.

A voice echoed in Ji Qianqin's spiritual space: "I really miss it."

who?!

Hearing this strange voice, Ji Qianqin and the Oath Breaker raised their heads vigilantly at the same time.

Their eyes looked into the distance at the same time.

At the end of the sight, a man in a black windbreaker and heavy leather boots walked towards this side slowly.

He gently pulled his gloves to make the white gloves tighter against his skin, and slowly lowered the hood on his head.

"Only at this moment can I feel that the flow of time is going in the direction I expect. It's like fishing, waiting for several hours and finally being able to reel in the fishing rod."

Looking at the oath-breaker, he spoke in a soothing tone: "The Middle Ages, the Renaissance, the Industrial Revolution, the World War, the old calendar passed and the new calendar came, the hands of time turned round and round, and my spirit was collapsing day by day. If it was longer, I would really go crazy. But fortunately, this world is always willing to give losers new opportunities. Maybe it wants to see the losers' sad and desperate appearance when they are defeated again."

"Anyway, this day has finally arrived."

He tugged at his windbreaker and said with a smile: "I have waited for this day for a long, long time, and now, it is finally time to tighten the fishing rod and reel in the fishing line."

Looking at the man in front of him, the oath-breaker gritted his teeth.

"How did you get in?" she said coldly, "This should be Ji Qianqin's spiritual world. You shouldn't be able to get in."

Hearing this, the man raised his eyebrows: "Why can't you come in?"

He walked forward slowly and calmly: "Others may not understand, how can you not understand?"

"In the past, she and I were companions," the man said gently, "I remember her abilities, her memories, and of course, her usefulness. You can hide in the Ji family's spiritual world, so why do you think I can't?"

"Aren't you and I the same?"

Damn it…

The expression on the oath-breaker's face was uncertain.

She looked up at the sky with a silver-gray look.

Bailing, oh Bailing, if you don't come, I will really steal your house...

Just as the oath-breaker was thinking this.

On the bus, Bai Ling looked at the empty space in front of him expressionlessly.

In the distance, a woman wielding a sickle was walking towards him quickly.

"This is the worst answer," Bai Ling muttered to himself, "It looks like we can only hope that they can hold out a little longer."