After dinner, Shanmei sat on the sofa and watched cartoons, but after a while, she fell asleep, Yang Cheng took a thin blanket and covered her, and Zhuang Jing happened to come out of the kitchen.

"Jingjing, has Shan Mei's recent coma improved?"

"I asked her teacher, and in school, she has gone from sleeping seven or eight times a day to an average of about three or four times a day now, which is a lot better." Zhuang Jing walked over as she spoke, looked at the sleeping face of the mountain girl, and smiled.

"How long do you sleep? Has it been lengthened, or has it been shortened? ”

Zhuang Jing blinked, she really didn't ask about the length of sleep, which could be regarded as her negligence.

"When I send her to school tomorrow, ask the teacher."

"Well, you have to ask, it's important." The corners of Yang Cheng's mouth raised, "It's hard work." ”

"It's hard work, but why is the mountain sister so sleepy? Is there something wrong with your body? Zhuang Jing asked with some concern.

Yang Cheng touched the broken hair on the forehead of the mountain sister, and then replied: "The mountain sister has been a little bad since she was a child, she is easy to sleepy, I have been to the hospital to see it, but I can't find out what the reason is, but fortunately, it is just sleepiness, there are no other problems, so I went with her, maybe as I get older, the situation will get better." ”

For Zhuang Jing, Yang Cheng still chose to conceal it, the fact that the mountain sister has the inheritance of the Red Moon Daozun of the Xingyue Sect in her body cannot be known to more people for the time being, as the saying goes, the wall has ears, and there is a possibility that anything that is said will be heard or known by others, and the best strategy is to grit the crown of teeth and not reveal it to anyone.

Zhuang Jing would not have thought that Yang Cheng was hiding the truth from her, so she naturally believed his words, and after saying "I must ask when I go to school tomorrow", he went up to the second floor to do his own thing.

Tong Na, who had just finished taking a shower, walked out of the bathroom in a pair of pajamas, and saw Yang Cheng sitting on the sofa, her face suddenly turned red, and she ran towards her room shyly, but it made Yang Cheng look blindfolded, if Zhuang Jing saw this scene, she thought that there was some ulterior secret between Tong Na and Yang Cheng!

Yang Cheng exhaled lightly and glanced at the time on his mobile phone, eight o'clock, but there was still no news from Su Wenjun's side, so he simply sent her a WeChat message: "Mr. Su, if you find any clues, you have to tell me immediately, thank you!" ”

Su Wenjun didn't respond, and after more than ten minutes, there was still no response, and Yang Cheng simply walked to the basement alone.

"Senior, the third layer of the cultivation tower should be opened, right? Take advantage of this time to quickly get through the third layer. Yang Cheng moved the muscles and bones on his body.

"I have already opened it for you, but the old man has to remind you first, this third layer of training is spiritual power, it is the mind, it is the primordial spirit, although you have broken through the Peiyuan realm, but your primordial spirit has not undergone systematic cultivation, if you meet an immortal cultivator with extremely high attainments in spiritual power, even if your strength is strong, you will be easily defeated!" The sacrificial spirit explained to Yang Cheng, "And refining weapons, alchemy, arrays, and so on all require extremely high spiritual power. You've been sluggish in your cultivation of runes these days, and you have to think about how to cultivate systematically. ”

Yang Cheng wiped the cold sweat on his forehead ashamedly, just as the same sacrificial spirit said, he really needed to grasp it tightly in terms of cultivation.

"Don't talk about it, senior, open the third layer of the cultivation tower for me, I'm ready!"

Yang Cheng locked the door of the basement, chose a place to sit on the ground, and entered the altar with his mind.

The figure of the sacrificial spirit floated beside him, but Yang Cheng couldn't see it really, only a vague outline reminded him of the existence of the sacrificial spirit. I saw a wave of the sacrificial spirit's arm, the scene in front of Yang Cheng's eyes suddenly changed, and the sunset-like streamer in the void changed rapidly, and when Yang Cheng came back to his senses, everything in front of him disappeared, and he himself was on the third layer of the trial tower!

"Xiao Chengzi, you have entered the third layer, and the next thing is up to you, and the old man can't help you." The voice of the priest grew quieter and quieter until it faded away.

Yang Cheng lifted his emotions and kept himself excited, but at this time, in front of his eyes, the scenery changed again!

"This ...... This was the scene of the car accident that day? Yang Cheng looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, he found that he was in the perspective of witnessing the car accident that night, but the car accident had not happened yet, Peng Xiaodong's off-road vehicle was driving towards him, at the same time, a voice in the dark was saying to him: "If you are given a chance to do it again, will you prevent this car accident from happening, Yang Cheng?" ”

Yang Cheng was stunned, he had never thought about this question, could the past really be done all over again?

"I want to ...... We should respect the course of history, everything that has happened should be happening, and no one can stop it, and no one has the ability to stop it. Yang Cheng watched Peng Xiaodong's car speed past indifferently, the truck followed closely and crashed directly into Peng Xiaodong's car, Yang Cheng could even see the expression of the blonde man he didn't notice that night, ecstatic, hideous, but a little jealous.

"Bang-"

The car was destroyed and people died, at that moment, Yang Cheng only felt that Peng Xiaodong was dead again, and it was in front of his eyes, if according to that voice, he seemed to have the ability to stop it, but he didn't, he chose to refuse and escape.

"Ahh Yang Cheng's head was swollen with pain, and the feeling of depression almost made him breathless.

"Yang Cheng, are you regretting this? Or is it repentance? Do you think that this time you are the real murderer, and you killed Peng Xiaodong? The voice rang out again.

Yang Cheng gritted his teeth and looked around, there was no figure, only the dead Peng Xiaodong, and blood flowed all over the ground.

"Who are you? Why can you know my heart? Why can you control my heart?! Yang Cheng roared.

"Who am I? I'm you, Yang Cheng! I'm you! You are me! ”

The voice burst into laughter, but as the laughter faded away, the scene changed again, this time during the day, the air filled with the light scent of rice, it was harvest season.

"It's ...... My hometown?! Yang Cheng suddenly recognized the old house, which was still the same as it was more than ten years ago, because the family's economic conditions were not good, the house was low and dilapidated, but it carried all Yang Cheng's childhood memories.

(End of chapter)