Hua Nianping saw that his body bones were bound and slowly dragged into the deep cave behind the boulder.

Just as he was feeling desperate, there seemed to be a flash of light above his head in the deep cave. He hurriedly grabbed the light, as if he had a sharp weapon in his hand. In a flash of cold light, he had a sharp weapon in his hand and stabbed at the mass that was wrapping around him.

A sticky, cold liquid with an unpleasant fishy smell squirted down his arm and onto his face, filling his mouth.

The thing suffered from severe pain, and suddenly shook off Hua Nianping, and his thick body flipped over a few times, crackling, and slapping the cave wall with a loud sound.

Hua Nianping was afraid that the thing would entangle him again, so he rolled forward on the spot and escaped more than a meter. When his legs were still on his feet, he was about to wave his arms and stab them again, when he saw the thing suddenly look back at him, and his two bowl-sized eyes shot a spotlight, and spit out a terrible letter.

It turned out to be a giant goldenrod python.

Hua Nianping shuddered, and suddenly took two steps back.

With the stomach and belly of this golden flower python, the huge mouth is open, enough to devour an entire cow, and if you want to attack him at this moment, it is as simple as a tiger pounceing on a chicken.

I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle.

Hua Nianping clenched the sharp weapon in his hand and was ready to fight to the death. However, he didn't expect that although the golden python raised its head and looked at him, it didn't move forward, shrunk into a ball, and seemed to have no intention of attacking.

Hua Nianping retreated to the entrance of the cave, and saw that he was about to flee from danger.

Suddenly, I saw the golden python its tail and flick it, and the wind sounded "whoosh", but in the midst of a light and shadow, I don't know what object settled in his arms. He held the sharp weapon in one hand, bent down to put away the object with the other, and jumped out of the hole with his legs.

Fortunately, I didn't see the golden python chasing after me.

At this time, the sky is just numb and bright.

Hua Nianping looked at the two items in his hand, which turned out to be a sharp dagger and a scabbard made of snake skin, which happened to match each other. The dagger and scabbard are engraved with handwriting in ancient seals, and when you look closely, you can vaguely see that the same three words are engraved: Prince Sword!

Just now, he used the prince sword dagger that flew from the top volley, and in a hurry, he had a fight with the golden flower python, and stabbed the golden flower python before he had to escape and entangle. In his mouth, he also swallowed a few mouthfuls of thick blood from the wound of the Golden Flower Python.

Now, being forced to swallow the snake blood in his stomach is like a burning fire stuffed into his chest, and he feels that he has accumulated a kind of physical strength that he has never had before, and he can burst out at any time.

However, why was the Golden Flower Python able to throw the scabbard of the prince's sword into his arms again.

It seems that this golden flower python has no intention of harming him, and originally dragged him into the cave just to lure him to this prince sword. Besides, this incomparably large golden flower python has been hidden in the cave under this ancient tree for a long time, and it is not an immortal creature that has been cultivated for thousands of years.

I swallowed a few mouthfuls of the cold blood of the golden python in my throat just now, and my mouth was full of fishy smell at this time, I was very thirsty, and my face was also slimy. In the morning mist, I saw a sea not far ahead, so I looked for it. After washing his face and taking a few sips of cold lake water, he felt a little relaxed.

Looking around, Hua Nianping saw the black mountain shadow over there, and under a high tower on the top of the mountain, there were many faint lights, as if there were people living there. And the pinnacle of that tower, shaped like the prince's sword in his hand, oozes a fierce aura in the dusk.

The mountain is not very high. He thought that only by asking people there would he know where he was now.

So he walked along the lake to the shadow of the mountain.

Along the way, Hua Nianping tried his best to recall everything that happened in the past two days.

On that day, Lin Si'er's ashes were sent to the cemetery for burial, and his disabled left leg seemed to be stabbed by something sharp, and he immediately threw himself to the ground. Then, it seems, nothing is known.

Then, as if reborn, he climbed up from under an ancient tree between a thunderbolt and a raging storm to grab a car in front of him, but it sped away.

The road by the lake was bumpy, and Hua Nianping's thoughts wandered in the mountain stream. He wondered how his gait had become between stones and gravel, allowing his body to find a balance that was impossible to exist.

The disabled leg that was originally lame seemed to give him a different feeling of walking, as if it had been corrected with unexpected success.

Hua Nianping even thought that the moment Shicai struggled with the Golden Flower Python, his physique became strangely agile, how could that disabled leg seem to have been replaced, and suddenly it was full of strength, and it was really like becoming another able-bodied person.

The sun rises high and the surface of the lake sparkles. Further on, it is already covered with mountains and forests, and the crisp chirping of birds can be heard.

Hua Nianping stepped over a puddle at his feet, as smooth as a mirror. At the moment when he casually glanced down, a face that seemed to be somewhat familiar flashed in the puddle, no longer looking like himself, but like Xiong Jiandong, who had been sacrificed for half a year.

And I remember that I went to Xishan Cemetery to give Lin Si'er a funeral that day, and I was obviously wearing a jacket, but when I changed it into a soldier's clothes; Besides, I have been wearing leather shoes on my feet these days, but I don't remember when, I actually changed to a pair of cloth shoes.

Surprised, he turned back and looked down carefully.

The mirror-like puddle really showed the figure of Xiong Jiandong, executive deputy director of the Huaicheng Police Bureau. It's just that at this time, Xiong Jiandong is no longer wearing a police uniform, but an old military uniform, and his face is clear and pale, as if he is only in his twenties.

There was silence in the circle, and there was no second person around. Is this reflection in the water a human or a ghost?

Could it be because of the tense nerves for days, an illusory reaction in the cerebral cortex? Or is it in a trance, an indescribable illusion appears in front of your eyes?

Hua Nianping was shocked. He instinctively immediately realized that Xiong Jiandong in this puddle could only be his own reflection.

Is it rebirth? Is it crossing? Or is it a transformation?

Hua Nianping, is it no longer Hua Nianping, but has become another person: Xiong Jiandong!

But where is he now?

Everything is so cruel, so absurd! Hua Nianping, who was disabled and had a lame leg, actually changed his tire and changed his bones, and suddenly turned into another Xiong Jiandong with sound limbs and a heroic posture.

More than half a year ago, it was Hua Nianping, as the leader of Enyuan Group, who personally delivered a eulogy for Comrade Xiong Jiandong, who died bravely. At that time, because no bones left by Xiong Jiandong were found, only his only relic after the speedboat explosion was used at the memorial service, which was a charred and deformed police hat.

Hua Nianping couldn't believe that now, he himself actually possessed Xiong Jiandong's body more than ten years ago.

Before Xiong Jiandong's death, in order to promote him from deputy director to a regular position, Hua Nianping once checked his personal file from the organization department. I remember that in Xiong Jiandong's resume, he once enlisted in the North Sea Fleet and served as the deputy battalion commander of the Marine Corps Special Forces, with the rank of captain.

At that time, Xiong Jiandong, who is now Hua Nianping, should be less than thirty years old.

All the clothes on this body at this time should also be Xiong Jiandong's.

From the pockets around him, he didn't have anything other than Xiong Jiandong's military ID card. Especially what made him feel cold in his heart was that the skull USB disk that Lin Si'er entrusted to him was even more unknown.