Chapter 47: The Mirror II
Shigong walked over: "What's wrong?" β
I shook my head.
I raised my hand, and so did the woman reflected on the stone wall.
This scene was originally an ordinary scene, and I didn't know how many times I saw my own appearance on the water in the mirror since I was a child, but in this dark and silent underground grotto, I suddenly felt ...... The person reflected on the stone wall seems to be not himself.
So far away, strange, as if it was a wandering spirit standing in another world.
"Wu Ning?"
When I came back to my senses, the cold on my back was sweat.
"Ji Yu ......" I paused, and unconsciously changed his address: "Where did I die back then?" β
He was stunned for a moment, and after a moment he said, "It's not far from hereβmore than four hundred miles to the west......
I was stunned too.
More than 400 miles? That...... Isn't that ......
Do the math, it should be there.
That's where I borrowed the corpse and became Qi Sheng.
It turns out that after I died in my previous life, I stayed in that place and never left?
It's not far from hereβ
At that time, I was coming to Sand Lake? Or leave from Sand Lake?
"Did I really kill myself?"
"Yes......" Shigong nodded: "At that time, many people saw it with their own eyes, and I found them one by one and forced them to investigate. β
Why did I kill myself?
What's ...... Why did you have to?
I always thought I wasn't going to kill myself, so why did I end up making that choice?
Unless, I have a reason to do it.
For example, if I lived, it would hurt my loved ones...... It would hurt more people I didn't want to hurt.
"Then after I committed suicide, I never killed anyone in my name again, right?"
Shi Gong nodded slowly.
"You...... Since you committed suicide in public, the person who took your name before will naturally not ......"
I forced a smile: "yes, unless they're stupid." will kill people in the name of the dead. β
But what if someone doesn't take my name?
What if the murderer really has a very close relationship with me?
My finger was on the stone wall, and the shadow in the stone wall also raised its hand, and my fingertips touched each other, and the stone wall was cold and hard.
"Let's go back."
There is another question pressing on my mind, and I want to find the answer.
My father sat in the quiet room with a book on his desk.
I sat down on the futon next to my father, who closed the book and looked at me.
"Father."
"What do you want to ask? Why not ask? β
The sun has set. There was no light in the room, and my father's figure fell into a hazy darkness.
What I want to ask, my father must have understood.
Back then, when I was desperate. Where's my father?
Why didn't I go to him? Why didn't he protect me?
There must be a reason, it must be ......
Why didn't I ask before?
I should have asked this question the first time I saw my father.
β¦β¦ No, I was scared then.
I was afraid that my father was just a fantasy of my own imagination, and that if I asked questions that I shouldn't have asked, maybe even the illusion would disappear.
I'm even more afraid that the answer I'll ask will disappoint me.
Yes. I already have a premonition that I will be disappointed.
No matter what my father has been doing to me......
I even kept running away from thinking and asking.
I was afraid of my father's answer.
"You sat in front of me like that back then."
I looked up, and there was a faint emotion in my father's voice: "No matter how many years have passed, your personality has not changed at all. The path traveled then is now repeated. β
"Did you find out where Yu Baiping and Zhen Hui were killed?"
I wasn't surprised at all how my father knew, and nodded slightly.
"Then you also know how Zhen Hui's phantom Jiao came to be?"
I nodded again. Pull out my pair of illusion pearls.
A solid bead, a transparent bead, two beads attached to each other. Wandering.
I've seen this many times, and I used to think it was like two fish, playing and intertwined, intimate.
But now let's look at the beads that are said to be left by Zhen Hui. It does subtly show that the phantom Jiao conjured up by Zhen Hui at that time was fighting with the real Jiao.
"Is there still something you haven't figured out?" The father then asked, "Why do you use the water in the pool to make the phantom Jiao?" But borrowed the power of this true Jiao? β
"No ......"
I've got it.
Just when my master took me down to the ground and stood in front of that stone wall.
Outside the stone wall, the master danced the sword, and the shadow on the stone wall also danced the sword, although the movements were the same, but the two did not disturb each other.
However, when I reached out to touch the stone wall, the shadow on the stone wall also stretched out its hand to meet me.
The more force I used, the more my fingertips hurt.
It's me who is fighting against myself.
No matter how strong I am, the shadow in the stone wall will give me more strength.
That Jiao, in fact, is like this.
The Jiao that Zhen Hui conjured up played the role of a mirror, and the real Jiao used more force to attack, and the more powerful the transformed water Jiao had to fight back.
Zhenjiao's injury was actually a self-inflicted injury. True Jiao will be painful and exhausted...... At that time, Yu Bai Ping struck another thunderous blow......
It's that simple.
After the Jiao was killed, Yu Baiping cut out the Jiao's inner dan. This Jiao has become a demon in legend, so this Neidan has a strange power. β
I didn't say anything.
The father said, "But the fake Jiao that was conjured up with the pool water also left a bead." β
Phantom pearls, one real, one virtual.
It is the last trace left by the real Jiao and the phantom Jiao.
"They come from the same origin, but they are enemies of each other. But they can't leave each other......"
The father's face finally showed a look of remorse: "The most proud thing in my life, I have an extremely smart daughter, she has a very high understanding, and she is even expected to catch up with the illusion master Zhen Hui back then. But one of the things I regret the most is that I didn't get her back in the end. β
My heart ached, and I whispered: "Father......"
"You've probably guessed it, right? That madman, who is crazy about your appearance, uses the same kung fu as you, kills so many people, and has blood on his hands......"
"That man...... Actually, it's me, right? β
Father took a deep breath, and he reached out and touched the wall, and the wall revealed a shadow of the old days, which became clearer and clearer.
I saw me in my past life.
It's in the hundred-dollar house in the col, in the old courtyard.
The shadow of a willow branch brushed by, and my father stood under a tree in the courtyard, looking in a distant direction.
That's the window.
I was in the window, looking down and writing something.
The shadows of the leaves passed in front of my eyes again......
I don't know when there was one more in front of the window.
With me in the window, with the same look, the same outfit, she stood outside the window, looking at me in the window.
I broke out in a cold sweat.
I remember...... A long time ago, I became Qi Sheng, when I was still young, I once went out with my master, and on the boat of the Wild Goose Tower, I had a dream.
Everything in front of me is exactly what I dreamed of.
I was sitting in the window and noticed someone outside the window.
But when I looked up, I felt for a moment that I was actually standing outside the window, looking out the windowβ
That's when I woke up.
My voice was steady, just a little hoarse: "That...... Me too? β
Why?
Why are there two mes?
My father looked at me, his eyes full of compassion and pity: "Think about it, when did those tragedies begin? β
Be......
I looked at my father, his throat as if it was blocked by something, and he couldn't speak.
The first case was the extinction of the Song family in the south of the Yangtze River.
That's in ...... Wen Fei turned his back on me and married Yue Tong.
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Finally wrote out the biggest mystery. Rewritten several times.
Actually, you have guessed it, right?
Uh, by the way, the live color is not on the list, please if you have pink votes, vote for the wedding clothes, thank you. (To be continued)