Chapter 104 The Lucky Unlucky Guy
Mu Jianjian tried her best to open her eyes wide to see the surrounding scene clearly, but unfortunately, she could only see very little in the darkness. She used her pupil technique and, with great effort, finally saw specks of transparent golden light flowing towards the room below the ship.
Those were traces of the siren's true energy.
Those inside the room are in the most danger at this time; if they have nowhere to hide, they will easily become the siren's meal.
Only by slaying the sea monster hidden behind the smoke in the sea can the people on the ship be rescued as soon as possible.
"Yu Yu, I used my eye technique to teleport us to the sea rock ahead..." Mu Jianjian was momentarily stunned before realizing that she was standing on red soil and the boy was nowhere to be seen beside her. "Yu Yu?"
She shut down her sense of hearing the moment she heard the siren's song, so why did she still enter the illusion?
A strong smell of blood wafted over, and Mu Jianjian waved her hand to clear away the dark red mist around her, her footsteps landing on the red soil.
Having previously been pulled into an illusion in the secret realm, Mu Jianjian remained calm, trying her best to adapt to the nauseating fishy smell and guessing the contents of this illusion.
A past life? School? Life?
Or the people and events I encounter in this life after transmigrating into the book.
At the same time, the surrounding scenery gradually became clearer, but Mu Jianjian found that she could not move her body.
"System?" she asked again, still unwilling to give up, but as expected, there was no response from her mind.
Unable to move, Mu Jianjian could only look around.
Outside the window directly in front of me, evening clouds drifted slowly, and a light drizzle fell. The distant green mountains and mist formed a watercolor painting, blending into the world, which was completely out of place with the red soil mixed with blood and the gloom inside the room.
It's like two scenes from different worlds, yet they've been forcibly intertwined.
"Did you feel it? I spent year after year here, my body neither decayed nor decayed, yet I had a clear mind, watching the world change and time pass by, as if I had been banished from the world and become an outsider."
The female voice that echoed in Mu Jianjian's mind was so familiar that it frightened her.
Hatred, disgust, and anger—these words seemed to be spoken through gritted teeth.
"Mu... Jianjian?" she tentatively called out the name.
Original owner?
"Heh." The woman's voice chuckled coldly, then fell silent for a long time.
Mu Jianjian was concerned about Linghu Zhuoyu and the others on the ship. She wanted to break the illusion quickly and return to reality, so she began to think.
If it really is the original owner of this body, then what did she mean by what she just said?
Could it be that the mission of the secret realm is to resolve the original owner's inner conflicts?
Or should she strengthen her own will and defeat the original owner's consciousness?
"Mu Jianjian? What happened back then?"
The search for the original book did not yield a matching plot, so she needed to know why the other person said those words.
“I was thrown into the cave by Linghu Zhuoyu, and the poisonous snakes tore my flesh and entrails apart bit by bit, but in fact I did not die,” the woman seemed to have adjusted her emotions and spoke again, her voice calm, “Then that pervert Baili Mochen used a canvas to reshape my body and threw me into this dark room.”
Baili Mochen is the fourth male character. He created his own secret art through painting and is a sophisticated egoist.
"I...I don't know," Mu Jianjian felt that every word she spoke required immense effort. "I'm sorry."
In the original book, the original protagonist, Mu Jianjian, was thrown into a snake pit by Linghu Zhuoyu, and her storyline ended there. Readers would naturally assume that she was no longer in the story.
So, behind the seemingly light and airy papers she flipped through on the bed, there was such a heavy aftermath?
After transmigrating into the book, Mu Jianjian had already immersed herself in this world. They were flesh and blood, no longer just pale scraps of paper. If what the original owner said was true—
Is everything she's experiencing now really an illusion?
As if she hadn't heard the apology, the woman casually changed the subject, "Did you see the red light sticking up outside the window?"
"I saw it," Mu Jianjian said, biting her lip.
Her mind was in turmoil, and she found it difficult to calm down and think deeply about the underlying logic. Amidst the pervasive stench in the room, she could only follow the woman's train of thought.
Beyond the distant mountains outside the window, a beam of red light descended from the sky and swiftly fell to the earth.
"Boom—"
A massive shockwave swept towards the house where Mu Jianjian was in the blink of an eye. Her body was slammed against the wall by the surging true energy, and excruciating pain swept through her entire body.
Mu Jianjian was surprised to find that she could move again.
Because of standing still for a long time, her body, which had no cultivation, was very fragile. Every time she raised her arm, she used all her strength.
"On this day, because of the appearance of the red light, I found that I could move again. I hurriedly escaped from this place, and naively wanted to go back to the Xuan Shuang Sect to expose Sang Wanyue's true colors and to reclaim my father's revenge by killing those perverts who tortured me."
Mu Jianjian stood up shakily and realized that the spacious dark room was filled with countless canvases stained with blood and strangely shaped corpses.
She leaned against the wall and pushed open the door, finally getting a long-awaited breath of fresh air.
"But I was too naive. I had good looks but no cultivation. Without status and position, I was nothing. I got caught in a melee on the way and was killed by someone I don't know."
"I understand you," Mu Jianjian said, stepping out of the dark room and looking around at the empty surroundings.
The smell of blood was still so fresh and strong, yet there was no one guarding the area.
"Hahahaha, if you really understood me, would you still be so close to those people?" These words seemed to touch a nerve, and the woman laughed loudly, "You're so hypocritical and pretentious!"
Mu Jianjian's mind went blank for a moment.
"I am the young lady of the Xuan Shuang Sect! Yes! I am spoiled and stupid, but no one has ever told me what I should do! I was bitten to death by ten thousand snakes and trapped in a dark room, enduring ten thousand years of torment. In the end, when Heaven gave me a glimmer of hope, all my life was instantly extinguished!"
Others spoiled her into that state, but when another person with a perfect personality and extremely high cultivation talent appeared, they actually started to blame her for being immature.
"What sins did I commit in my past life to deserve such an end!" the woman's voice almost screamed.
Mu Jianjian's eyes were filled with sadness.
"I see you getting close to them and saving them. Aren't you very proud of yourself? Using my identity, you easily lived a different life. Are you secretly laughing at me?"
"I never laughed at you in my heart, really."
The tone was solemn, but it sounded weak and powerless at this moment.
Mu Jianjian couldn't imagine what the original owner's mindset was as she waited—was it hatred or hope?
The clenched fist loosened and tightened again, and the woman's voice seemed to disappear into silence. Intense ripples of true energy appeared in the distance of the green mountains, and even the aftershocks were enough to make this body, which had no cultivation, tremble.
Mu Jianjian remained unfazed. "I'm just a lucky but unlucky person. Life is heavy yet fragile, and I've never had an easy time."
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