Seven days ago.

Looking at the extremely familiar thatched house, Qin Jian was very confused.

"I'm not...... Is it dead?"

"No, not dead, but ...... crossed. ”

There was a tingling pain in his brain, and there was a bit of confusion in his eyes.

Qin Jian seemed to have had a long dream, in the dream, he came to a place called the Soul Tomb, which was the place where the soul returned, which meant that he was dead.

The way of dying is special. Without any warning, the body suddenly became uncontrollable.

When he was dying, in a very short period of time, many memories suddenly appeared in his brain.

It was the memory of the traverser, because at a certain moment, the two souls were in the same body, and the memories began to communicate with each other.

It was only from this that he knew that the former pilgrim who was hated by the world said that there are nine realms in the universe and that there are heavenly ways in the world, and this illusory statement turned out to be true.

Crossing, in Qin Jian's view, is an unreasonable and far better means. It can ignore the power of the container, the mind, and directly take it away.

If it weren't arranged by Heaven, who would be able to transcend time and space and directly seize other people's bodies?

The arrangement of the Heavenly Dao may have also allowed many traversers to save the world, change the fate of many original owners, and achieve achievements that the original owners could not achieve.

Perhaps for many spectators, these people who have been crossed can be regarded as having a great opportunity, and they should be grateful to God.

But on what basis?

Qin Jian clenched his hands into fists, his eyes full of resentment.

I have lived half my life and practiced hard for half my life, why should I make wedding dresses for others? Even though my fate is full of ups and downs in the future, I can always fight by myself, why should I be taken away by a traverser?

Qin Jian didn't know why he had returned from the Soul Tomb and come back from the dead.

But looking at his thatched house, the tea was still warm, and the hourglass in the house, half of the sand had been lost, and the number one hundred and ninety-three was written next to it.

He raised his eyebrows, and suddenly remembered.

"Is this ...... Am I reborn?" With surprise in his eyes, Qin Jian subconsciously blurted out the word.

Rebirth and traversal, both words come from the memories of the traverser who invaded Qin Jian's body.

He confirmed it for a long time, and finally became convinced that he was born again.

Because he clearly remembered that every time the hourglass was reversed in his grass house, twelve hours had passed, and on the day when the number became two hundred, he was in the grass house and was suddenly ...... by a crosser Kicked out of his own body.

How can a soul live alone when it is separated from the body, and how can a deceased soul be born?

Qin Jian didn't know the reason, he only knew that he had been floating in the soul mound for a long time. There was only endless cold in that place, and now that I woke up, I finally felt the warmth of the world.

"Since the Heavenly Dao wants to take my body, why do I go back to the seven days before I was taken away? I wonder if seven days later, will I experience the matter of being crossed by people again? If so, how should I deal with it?"

Even if he is the strongest devil in the world, Qin Jian is confident that he will not be taken away, but the crossing is not reasonable at all, so how to prevent it?

"I can't sit still, although I am reborn, the Heavenly Dao may not let me go after seven days, even if there is a possibility that nothing will happen, but I can't gamble. ”

"For seven days, I had to think of ways to stop others from crossing over to become me. ”

Although his cultivation qualifications were mediocre, Qin Jian was not stupid. Soon he found the key point of the crossing.

"Right now, I can't deal with the crossing arranged by the Heavenly Dao at all, but maybe...... I can choose a new body and give it up. As long as I am no longer me, I may be able to survive this catastrophe. ”

Qin Jian's eyes suddenly had a light, but they quickly dimmed.

Soul transfer, there is only one way in the world to do it - to give up, but to give up this kind of thing, it is very about chance.

Time was pressing, so he immediately set off and went to Fujin City, the most chaotic city in the world, to find an opportunity.

This city is also known as the city of beggars and thieves. Beggars die every day in the city of thieves, and no one cares about their humble lives.

This is a gathering place for refugees and a paradise for lawbreakers, but if anyone commits a crime, most of them will choose to come to the thief city in order to avoid the court.

Either you experience a more terrible bullying than the prison of the Empire, or you are thriving here.

Qin Jian originally planned to take away a certain traitor, and there were not a few such people in the entire Fujin City.

But even if there is a huge difference in the skills of two people, if the person with high skill meets a person with a firm heart, the success rate of winning the house is also very low. Most of these evil people are relatively strong-willed.

In his life, he has not killed many people, and all of them are traitors without exception. So for the sake of safety, change the target to some honest ordinary person...... It's hard to convince yourself.

Qin Jian remembered that among the three saints in the world today, the saint named Tang Wangnian, it was said that he had become a saint by cultivating the path of pure yang all his life, but he would blush when he saw a woman.

I am not qualified to laugh at others, because I am about to become a saint, but I am so entangled in killing someone.

Just when he was in a dilemma, Jing Que appeared.

......

There are still three days left before the arrival of the traverser.

Jing Que fell in the middle of the road on Baoyuan Street, and because of the punches and kicks, he fainted directly in the muddy water.

The reason for the beating is very common, and many beggars who come to Fukujin Castle for the first time will experience it - setting dishes where they should not be asking for food.

As is customary, the new beggars can only go to the north to ask for food, but there are all ruthless people with their heads pinned to their trouser belts, and many beggars die there without knowing it.

Jing Que was so hungry that he came to the relatively wealthy Baoyuan Street, which was the rule of breaking the beggars, and for the old beggars, this was a provocation.

This beating almost killed Jing Que.

After Jing Que thought that he was really dying, and his consciousness had already walked in the marquee, a warm towel fell on his forehead.

When he opened his eyes, it was no longer a muddy street with rain, nor was it a ruined temple full of cockroaches and rats that could not stop the rain.

This is the guest room of Fuwang Building, which is the best inn in the entire Fujin City.

"You're awake. ”

The one who saved Jing Que was Qin Jian.

Not finding a suitable container, Qin Jian had mixed feelings and walked down Baoyuan Street, letting the rain soak his expensive robe.

happened to meet Jing Que, who was almost beaten to death.

Although he was a beggar, when he saw Jing Que's face, Qin Jian felt that this child's bearing was extraordinary.

He probed the pulse, but found that the child was seriously ill, suffering from a rare disease in the spirit world called "Star Poison", and he had not lived for a few days.

He was not a sentimental man for the death of a passer-by, but after some investigation, he found that this beggar had wonderful bones.

Qin Jian did not hesitate and immediately saved Jing Que. He had a hunch that maybe this child was his chance.

At this time, seeing that the young man had already woken up, Qin Jian told about his situation, and even mentioned the crossing of the Arabian Nights, which also showed his purpose.

He thought that Jing Que would refuse, but he didn't want the young man's eyes to have an unprecedented look:

"I'm infected with star poison, and I can live for half a month at most. But I don't want to die meaninglessly, Childe...... You're not lying to me, are you?"

"I didn't lie to you, the exercises I practiced can indeed cure you, but it's a pity...... You don't have time to learn it anymore unless you ...... With my spiritual sense, I will take your flesh. ”

"Okay, let's get started. ”

Qin Jian was surprised by Jing Quan's decisiveness:

"You're not afraid, do you know what that means?"

"Childe has already said it, which means that I will not exist, and Childe will become me. I'm just a rotten life, rather than die in this thief city, it's better to help my son survive. ”

Jing Que's appearance is innocent and innocent, which makes people feel close, although Qin Jian is eager to live, he does not deceive this young man.

The two dying men were honest at the moment.

"Childe...... Are you a very powerful person in the cultivation world?"

"Yes, it's amazing. ”

"Will there be a Megatron day?"

"Yes. Qin Que's tone was calm.

Only those three saints in this world can defeat him, even if after taking it, he will lose most of his cultivation, but the perception of his cultivation is still there, and he also has a younger body and more time.

In particular, the young man's roots are not as difficult as his own, and he is sure that he will be able to catch up with him soon.

If this seizure can really be successful, the achievement will only be higher in the future.

If it is said that the encounter between the wasteland and the competition of different beasts is the first chance, and the rebirth is the second chance, then meeting this boy is the third chance for himself.

"Then I don't have a problem. ”

What Qin Jian saw was a longing face. At this moment, he suddenly understood-

There are many people in this world who live a hopeless life, they can't live a better life, but they are not willing to die senselessly.

Jing Que is like this, Qin Jian's appearance is probably an alternative opportunity for him, an opportunity to realize his self-worth.

Do you take your soul and die like a beggar covered in mud, or do you use this body to help someone who can go farther than you?

There are not many things that Jing Que can fight for in his life, and dignity is even more of a luxury.

He was grateful to Qin Jian for his courtesy, and his attitude was so decisive.

After being silent for a long time, Qin Jian asked:

"Is there anything else you want to say to me, what do you want me to do? If I can do it, all over the world, I'll help you do it. ”

"Childe, I like to eat delicious food, I like sugar gourd, called flower chicken, I heard the old name flower child say, the best thing in this world is called flower chicken in the Supreme Pavilion......"

"Okay, I'll definitely eat it often in the future. ”

"Childe, my surname is Jing, and my name is Jing Que. Can you not forget me in the future......" Jing Que had a light in his eyes.

Qin Jian nodded and said seriously:

"My real name is Qin Jian, but now that Qin Jian is dead, Jing Que is also dead, from this moment on, my name is Qin Que, as long as I am alive, I will never forget you. ”