The jade door was right in front of them, and although it was dense and hazy outside, it was far safer in the eyes of Ziqi and Lingling than inside the door.

At this moment, the old man shouted a surprising and extraordinary word.

"You're the son of Patriarch Jiang, right?"

After hearing this, the two immediately stopped.

"You, how do you know?" Ziqi turned around.

"I've seen you." Seeing that the two stopped, the old man let out a long breath.

"I, how did I not know?"

"You were young at the time, and it was normal for you to not remember." The old man brushed aside the hair that was blocking his eyes and continued, "I am your father's friend. ”

"You're the foreigner?" Ling Ling said suddenly.

"Foreigners? What foreigners? The old man was puzzled.

"There were once three Tortoise Crossing people in our Rabbit Tribe, and they were very vicious, and they challenged the Patriarch as soon as they came." Ling Ling explained, "The patriarch responded to the battle, and set up a high platform in the center of the village and set up a gambling game. I remember that the competition was a dice roll, and a foreigner was the referee, and you, the foreigner? ”

"Ah......h

"There's such a thing." Freud finally remembered, "But it was a long time ago, and my special experience made it feel like a memory of a past life to me!" ”

"Memories of a past life?" Lingling muttered quietly.

"Naturally, you've seen what happened to me, too." Floyd wanted to pat his chest, but unfortunately he slapped it on the white beard that rippled on his chest.

"Look at the mustache and the hair, and you'll know how long I've been in captivity." "So, all the memories of my life are curled up in the foggy cold, worrying about the golden light that may go out at any moment beside me, while silently looking up at the vague silhouette that grows overhead. All the memories before my captivity felt like a lifetime away, and sometimes, I even wondered if those memories were real and if they were something I had ever experienced. ”

"I see." Ziqi muttered, and he began to sympathize with the old man after he got up.

For a moment, he even saw two big words of pity lingering around Floyd.

"Isn't that weird?" The spirit suddenly broke the peace.

"Strange, what's wrong?" Floyd asked.

"Have you seen Big Brother Ziqi recently?" Lingling asked.

"Nope." Floyd wanted to shake his head, but he realized that it would take too much energy, so he had to give up.

So, the white hair on the top of the head and the white beard on the bottom of the head just swayed gently, like a breeze blowing through the white curtains.

"When was the last time you saw him?" Lingling asked again.

"It's the gamble you were talking about."

"About that gamble," said Lingling, staring at Freud with burning eyes, "what do you remember?" ”

"I don't remember anything except the rules of the gambling game and the terrible screams of the three turtle people." Freud said dryly, "The cry was so tragic that it was indescribable, as if it was engraved in my heart, so it left an indelible impression on me." And I can't remember what those three faces look like, let alone those three people, even what Patriarch Jiang looks like, I have no impression at all. ”

"This is the strange place, you don't even remember what your friend Patriarch Jiang looks like," Ling Ling, who had been speaking slowly, suddenly paused, and then shouted loudly, "Why can you recognize Patriarch Jiang's son at a glance?" You must know that you haven't seen him for a long time, just as long ago as those three faces and Patriarch Jiang! ”

Floyd froze in place, looking like an upside-down mop from a distance.

"Huh."

The mop finally moved, and the mop was scattered, and the old face was instantly revealed.

"Clever, so smart." Freud stared at Lingling in a daze, as if admiring a beautiful flower.

Lingling was uncomfortable to look at by this burning gaze. However, the ordeal soon passed. The fluttering hair quickly settled, covering a pair of old eyes.

"Like," Freud was still talking, but the expression on his face was no longer visible, "Rongge as a child." ”

Although the expression is invisible, the voice is very sad.

"You, you haven't answered my question yet." Lingling reminded in a whisper.

"You ask me why I recognize Jiang Gongzi at a glance?" Freud asked rhetorically.

"Hmm." Lingling nodded.

"It's very simple, because the memory of Jiang Gongzi is contained in the only two things I remember."

"The only two?" Lingling shouted in surprise, "You mean the rules of the game?" ”

"That's right."

"Big Brother Ziqi?" Ling Ling first turned his head and glanced at Ziqi beside him, then turned his head to look at Freud and said slowly, "Brother Ziqi is also part of the gambling game?" ”

"That's right." Floyd's voice seemed to be filled with laughter.

At this moment, Lingling seemed to understand everything, as if she had been drained of all the energy in her body.

Lingling slowly bent down, his hands on the ground, his chest rising and falling violently.

"Lingling, you, what's wrong with you?" Ziqi shouted loudly.

He had absolutely no idea what was going on.

The sentence that he is also part of the gambling game seems to be the most obscure spell in the world for Ziqi, and there is no possibility of solving it at all.

"It seems that this little girl completely understands." Floyd said.

Ziqi first glanced at Freud, then lowered his head to look at Lingling and said, "Lingling, what happened, you tell me." ”

"Big Brother Ziqi." Lingling seemed to calm down a bit, and she slowly raised her head, "You have to be mentally prepared. ”

"Mental preparation? Okay, rest assured. I was mentally prepared. ”

"Okay." Lingling slowly stood up and swept his gaze to Freud in the distance, "I have one more question before revealing this. ”

"Ask, little girl." Freud said confidently, as if he had known that Lingling had a question to ask him.

"Even if what you say is true, where do you see it?" Ling Ling asked, "Is there any characteristic in Brother Ziqi that is so obvious and unique?" ”

"Face." Freud said dryly.

"Face?" Ling Ling said as she looked at Ziqi beside her again.

She still didn't understand, she had seen this chubby face countless times, and she didn't find anything special on it.

"My face?" Ziqi kept stroking his face and said, "Is there anything special about my face?" ”

"Yes, yes." Freud exaggerated, "Your face is as striking as a lighthouse in the middle of the ocean." ”

"Lights, lighthouses?"

"You're not much taller than you were when you were a kid," Freud continued, "but you're so much fatter and so stupid that it's hard to stand there." ”

This sentence instantly shattered Ziqi's good impression of Freud in his heart.

Hmph, poor people must have something to hate, Ziqi decided not to sympathize with this old man anymore.

"It's so unfortunate." Floyd lamented.

"Unlucky?"

"Naturally, it's unfortunate." Freud shook his head lightly and said, "When you were a child, you were really clever, and your eyes were as bright as stars in the sky. At that time, you were lively, active, and full of curiosity about everything, and you dragged outsiders to ask this and that all day long. One moment he asks how big the world is and whether there is an end, and then he asks us where we people come from and whether the people over there live the same life as you. ”

Ziqi listened quietly and didn't say a word.

Although he knew that what Freud was talking about was his own character in the game. But he vaguely felt that some places had moved closer to reality.

"Look at you now, what has become of you?" Floyd lamented.

Ziqi knew that this sentence would definitely come as scheduled.

yes, what has become of me now?

Isn't that little boy from Shenye Village, Xijing City, exactly the same as the character in the game, and his eyes were so bright and full of light at that time. He is full of curiosity about everything and wants to understand, so he grew up from a boy from an ordinary family in a small village to the pride of the sky of Dongfang Peony University.

Soon, he had everything.

High education, good jobs, high-end housing, quantum cars, and even love is quietly coming.

But now, what has become of me?

Ziqi tugged at his hair in pain, he really understood a truth.

That is, life is all messed up by yourself!

"Brother Ziqi, are you okay?" Ling Ling comforted softly, "Don't listen to his nonsense, I think you're fine now." ”

"Hmm."

"Huh." Freud smiled, "Although it is a misfortune that you have become the way you are, the fortunate thing in the misfortune is that your face has not changed, so I can recognize you at a glance." ”

"How could my face not change?" Ziqi said indignantly.

This old man is talking nonsense, my face hasn't changed yet?

That's obviously a big fat circle!

"Your eyebrows, nose and mouth are all very special, and when you look at them together, it's clearly one word." Floyd said.

"Words, what words?"

Floyd smiled and spat out a word softly.

"Embarrassed."

"Huh?" Ziqi began to rub his face constantly, "You, you are talking nonsense, how can there be an embarrassing word on my face." ”

"Little girl, am I not right?" Floyd pointed to Ziqi's face and said.

"This ......"

Lingling was speechless.

Floyd was right, there was really an embarrassment on Big Brother Ziqi's face. It was the expression of an unlucky person who had been depressed for a long time.

I didn't find out before that it was just because everyone's relationship was too close, so intimate that I didn't recognize the word.