Chapter 33: Wei Sheng Embracing the Pillar (Part 9) Is... to verify whether An Sijia...
This was an ending that Lian Qiang could never have imagined.
She thought that with the strength of herself and Chi Xingji, she could escape from An Chen's hands, but it was all in vain.
Fortunately, Chi Xingji was now using Xuze's face, so she didn't even have time to see his expression clearly. Otherwise, if Chi Xingji showed his true face, whether he watched her die with an expressionless face or watched her die in panic, Lian Qiang didn't want to see it.
…She was still afraid that she would be soft-hearted.
Time flashed back again. Lian Qiang had already grown accustomed to the feeling of teetering on the brink of life and death. This time, she only counted silently in her mind for a moment before the sound of someone pushing against the window was heard.
This time it happened much faster than she expected. It seemed that Chi Xingji was not indifferent to her death.
Lian Qiang was about to turn around, but someone held her wrist tightly. Chi Xingji forced her to turn around and face him. Although her face was completely different, the light in her eyes was exactly the same as that of the distant and powerful Immortal King. Lian Qiang was a little afraid to look him in the eye.
"You die as many times as the illusion reappears, right?"
He asked with a firm tone, clearly convinced that no matter what answer Lian Qiang gave, he had already determined the only truth. Lian Qiang struggled slightly and freed herself from his shackles: "...Yes."
"Why didn't you stop him? Do you want to die so much?" When Chi Xingji thought about how those moments when he had escaped death were already very thrilling, but they were far less than the hardships of Lian Qiang's repeated self-death, he didn't know who to blame.
No matter how far he thought, how could he have imagined that An Chen would kill his own daughter, and Lian Qiang would throw herself into the fire again and again, disregarding her own life and death?
If he wanted it, if he wanted it, he would...
But Lian Qiang happened to look up at him at this moment, taking in Chi Xingji's emotional fluctuations, with a helpless smile on her lips: "Do you think I have a choice? Do you think I haven't tried? It's useless."
Her calm words miraculously soothed Chi Xingji's anxiety.
Chi Xingji just looked at her silently.
"Eight times. An Sijia was killed by him eight times." Lian Qiang knew that the best way to get Chi Xingji out of the situation was to get him out of it. "Except for the first time, I was completely unprepared. Every time, I was fully prepared, but it was useless."
This illusion is simply... as if An Sijia is being killed by An Chen again and again.
If An Sijia's residual soul set up this illusion after her death because she was unwilling to give up and wanted to change her fate, or successfully reunite with Xuze, or for something else, then it would not be to trap them in a dead end.
——It must be that they haven’t found a way to survive yet.
So the key to breaking the deadlock lies in why An Sijia created such an illusion?
Recalling the details over and over again, Lian Qiang suddenly had an idea: "I remember An Chen said before that the reason he found out An Sijia was planning to elope with Xuze was because An Ziliang had tipped him off. Should we start with An Ziliang?"
"—It's useless." This time, it was Chi Xingji's turn to refute Lian Qiang. He stared at her deeply, as if completely unaware of the shocking words he had uttered. "Aside from the cultivator who was hunting Xu Ze, An Chen, and you, I haven't encountered another living person along the way."
Chi Xingji let out a sigh, as if he had finally made up his mind: "Besides, those monks have no face."
Lian Qiang's expression froze for a moment, and after a long pause, she spoke with difficulty, "You mean, An Sijia's illusion also has some limitations?"
Chi Xingji nodded.
Because that night, An Sijia only met An Chen, and learned about Xuze's whereabouts from An Chen, so it was presented in the illusion, but because she only heard it, she was unable to restore the details perfectly?
While the two were lost in thought, familiar footsteps were heard at the door again.
This time was the same as the last time. An Chen, who arrived late at night with the intention of persuading them, accidentally bumped into Xu Ze, which was like adding fuel to the fire. Without saying a few words, he started fighting with the two of them.
But this time, it was a little different from the last time - Lian Qiang stared blankly at the figure blocking her way, everything in front of her was distorted, this was a sign that the illusion was restarting.
"Xu Ze" leaned slightly over, raised his hand with some effort, and waved, telling her not to look anymore? But she saw it clearly: the instantaneous paleness of his face, the red stain spreading across his chest, and the life struggling to escape from his body.
"Why..." She didn't understand why Chi Xingji would block the knife for her. The pain in the illusion was still the same, so why did he stand up?
Is it... that he wants to verify the feasibility of An Sijia's immortality, or is it that he doesn't want to see her die in front of him again?
"...I promise you, it won't happen again, for the ninth time."
Chi Xingji, while a celestial king outside the illusion, was still a mortal within it. He had to endure the excruciating pain of the sharp weapon piercing his body. Even breathing was difficult, let alone speaking. But even so, he still tried hard to tell Lian Qiang everything he wanted to say.
Something blurred his eyes, but in just a blink of an eye, An Chen and "Xu Ze" disappeared from his sight.
Everything is as before.
——The ninth reincarnation.
Only the tears in her eyes told Lian Qiang that what had just happened was not her imagination.
"ah--"
Only shouting could vent her anger a little at this moment. Lian Qiang threw everything in the house to the ground. Even though the loud noise would attract An Chen immediately, she didn't mind at all!
Because of her difficulty walking, she was bound to get bumped into things. After all that, she didn't breathe much, but you could imagine the bruises on her body.
The fear of being killed several times and the anger of witnessing Chi Xingji's death came together. Lian Qiang really wanted to rush out of the illusion right now and kill the culprit of everything in reality with her own hands.
But, she couldn't do it yet - Lian Qiang suddenly smiled. She couldn't move outside the illusion, but wasn't there another one inside the illusion?
Even if she were to die, she could always start over, so what was she afraid of?
This time, Lian Qiang didn't want to wait for Chi Xingji to come, so she pushed her wheelchair straight towards the courtyard.
No one, right? Are you going to look for her?
The rain fell on her, and in an instant, all her clothes were soaked, but Lian Qiang seemed unaware of it.
"An Chen, come out here--" Lian Qiang shouted loudly, and her spiritual power spread out, penetrating through layers of rain. If An Chen was not deaf, he would definitely be able to hear it.
Sure enough, the next moment the voice spread throughout the An family, An Chen appeared.
Chi Xingji got rid of the group of faceless monks as quickly as possible and came to the An family. As soon as he climbed over the wall, he saw the girl and An Chen under the rain, like a father bending down to hug his daughter.
But their posture was too strange - Chi Xingji's pupils shrank, and he understood what Lian Qiang had done.
At this time, Lian Qiang held something in her hand and turned it a few times. After confirming that An Chen could no longer wake up and make trouble, she immediately fell back in the wheelchair.
It turns out that being unable to walk has its advantages as it prevents one from collapsing on the ground in a mess. When Lian Qiang looked up, she saw Chi Xingji on the wall.
Too far away, she couldn't really see his expression, whether it was sadness or joy, worry or fear. She could only breathe heavily, letting the rain pound on her face, wanting only to feel the pleasure surging in her chest in these final moments.
He had killed her so many times, and she had killed him once. It was far from enough. How could it be considered even...
“…See you next time…”
When she lost consciousness, Lian Qiang had the illusion that Chi Xingji jumped off the wall and ran towards her. There seemed to be anger and madness between his eyebrows, and he seemed to be desperate.
Maybe... it's not an illusion...
The eleventh time, Lian Qiang muttered to herself, after going through so many times, even though it was not her original body, she couldn't help but feel physically and mentally exhausted.
Although she had the intention to argue just now, it was more of an act of venting her anger. Although "An Sijia" was still killed by An Chen, she also successfully counterattacked, and the illusion did not collapse. This was obviously not a way to survive. Lian Qiang did not intend to use the same trick again.
But this at least shows that they can still have a certain influence on the illusion.
When An Chen had no idea that this was the eleventh time he had set foot in his daughter's courtyard, Lian Qiang was already waiting for him quietly in the courtyard.
Moonlight and rain fell on her body, and the night wind made her figure look even more desolate. An Chen felt sorry for her and wanted to tell her to put on more clothes and take an umbrella, but thinking about the purpose of his trip, he suppressed his sympathy.
"Sijia, your father has heard from Ziliang what you are going to do tonight."
The same opening line. Lian Qiang looked at him, but instead of responding, she sneered, "An Chen, you're truly pathetic and ridiculous."
Although she looked exactly like An Sijia, An Chen instinctively felt that she was a different person inside. He was about to speak when Lian Qiang interrupted him.
"For the sake of your own ridiculously pedantic righteousness, you murdered your daughter with your own hands. Too ashamed to admit your crime, you instead blamed others for her death."
Lian Qiang had never felt her words and logic were so clear before: "You thought you could kill people and cover up everything, but you didn't know that your ugly crimes were being seen over and over again."
Now, An Chen could confirm that the person in front of him was definitely not An Sijia!
"...Who are you? What do you mean by these words?" He held the dagger in his sleeve, and the cold rain soaked through his clothes, but An Chen felt that it was not as cold as the chill spreading in his heart.
"Who I am doesn't matter. What matters is whether I've guessed why you came tonight." Lian Qiang pushed the wheelchair forward. "If persuasion fails, kill her. The An family can have a daughter who died young—but they can't have a demon-like creature, right?"
"Who are you?" It was obvious that he was the one who came with murderous intentions, but An Chen looked at the person in front of him and thought that he looked more like an evil ghost crawling out of the ground than he did!
"Just think of me as a passerby who knows the whole situation and can't help but speak out," Lian Qiang replied calmly. "Now that you know I'm not An Sijia, what's the point? Are you still going to take action?"
An Chen couldn't hold it in any longer. He said with a sullen face, "Since you're not Sijia, I can't let you stay!"
Lian Qiang had anticipated his actions and did not resist, wanting to calmly face the outcome.
The moment he drew his knife, someone came running straight towards him from the gate. He ran so fast that the distance seemed very close. Lian Qiang watched her hit the knife with her body and pushed the wheelchair to save her without hesitation, but he could not hide the astonishment and worry on his face!
"Mrs. An!" "Shuzi!"
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