It was an old man, about seventy or eighty years old, with a wrinkled face with a vicissitudes of life.

He was dressed in a yellowed beige robe, and his eyes full of age looked at Quan Jin, and the old man raised his finger at the two guards.

Then he said in a hoarse voice, "Let her in." ”

The guards clenched their weapons.

With a disapproving gaze, he looked at the old man, "But the little master ordered him back then, and no one should be allowed to enter."

"Let her in." The old man repeated in an accentuated voice.

The guard bowed his head and stepped back, "Yes." ”

Quan Jin's expression did not change at all.

"Girl, come in."

The old man gave way to Quan Jin and smiled kindly.

Kwon glanced around the villa, receiving the hostile gaze of the two guards.

Step by step, I walked up the stairs and entered the gate of the villa.

"Bang-"

The door was slammed shut.

Quan Jin stood three meters from the entrance of the gate, looking at the empty and deserted hall.

Then I watched the old man standing in front of a wall with his back to her, staring at a stone brick all the time.

"Does the girl remember me?"

"I don't remember. ”

"Girl, do you still remember the wedding banquet with Mo Qingtian in Jiangcheng, Huaguo?"

"That was when your soul first awakened in the body of the princess of the Jiangcheng Quan family in Huaguo." The old man's voice was a little erratic, and it sounded a little ethereal and unreal.

Of course, Quan Jin remembers this.

At that time, Mo Qingtian threatened to withdraw from the marriage at the engagement ceremony, and wanted her heart to save a third party.

"How do you know?" There was no surprise in the tone of Quan's rhetorical question.

The old man turned around slowly.

The body blocks the stone bricks behind it.

He looked at Kwon Jin and looked amiable, "Because, I'm on the second floor of the engagement banquet, how can I not know?" ”

"It's been twenty years, and you're still back to the frontier."

"Thirty-five years ago, you told me to be in this place, waiting for you."

"What are you waiting for me to do?" ”

The old man turned around and plucked the stone bricks behind him.

Because of his age, the old man's hands trembled slightly.

He took out a piece of paper sealed inside the stone brick and brought it to Kwon Jin, "This is something you once regarded as a treasure." ”

"I've kept it with me for thirty-five years."

"Now, it's back to its rightful owner."

Looking at the piece of paper that the old man was holding, he could vaguely see the words inside, as if there was a line of teleportation spell.

Quan Jin's half-stretched hand was suddenly retracted.

Take two steps back.

Look at this cold room, and then look at the old man with unfamiliar eyes.

"Why didn't the girl take it?"

"What is this?" Quan asked.

"All the spells and abilities you've ever had. teleportation; control time; "The old man is still explaining, talking about things that ordinary people even dream of.

Quan's steps had retreated to the gate.

She looked at the thin but heavy paper, and the first thing she wanted to do in her mind was not to accept it.

It's "If it's so good, why did I ever throw them away?" ”

"I don't know."

"Maybe there's something wrong with it." The old man held his hand high and continued to hand it to Quan Jin.

in this world.

There are no unwarranted benefits, what you gain, there will always be something to lose.

She used to be able to ruthlessly discard cards and give up these super skills. That proves that the price of getting these things will be so great that she is unwilling to accept them.

"Girl, it's behind this brick."

"You can always pick it up if you need it."

No one can resist the temptation.

But in no way does it include discretion.

The girl reflected in the old man's pupils.

She opened the door of the villa, turned her head and left, and said categorically, "I shouldn't know, I won't know." I shouldn't have it, so why should I ask for it! ”

"When people are most ignorant, they are happiest and happiest."

"When secrets are not revealed, life is the most unrestrained."

"I don't want something that was tricky to throw away thirty-five years ago. I don't bother to remember something that should have been forgotten. ”

"Don't give me these things, I'm so selfish that I only love me, and I can't afford the world!"