Shen Qingming was like rewinding a film movie, going back to the night when the masked killer found Xiling's mother and daughter.

The time and space here seemed to be stripped away, and the moment Shen Qingming came to this time fragment, he noticed an indescribable sense of stagnation, as if he was in glue.

They were hiding in a single-family house in the suburbs, with two men guarded by his father's old ministry outside the courtyard walls. That night, the police officer in charge of surveillance ate a lot of dinner, and he was sleepy early, and he fell asleep with the mentality of taking a nap.

Shen Qingming ran over and pushed the police officer, and found that this master slept heavier than a dead pig. He couldn't take care of so much, he stretched out his hand and pulled his mouth, and his hand hurt when he hit him, but the police officer still didn't wake up, it seems that in this memory of Xiling, reinforcements from the outside world will not arrive.

He glanced back at the sky behind him, where the sky was only endlessly black with stars and moons. If he wants to get away from the villa, there will be a wall of air blocking his way.

Shen Qingming walked around the outer wall alone, and soon found a few inconspicuous footprints. Shen Qingming secretly estimated it, and directly stepped on those footprints and climbed over the wall. There is a small garden behind the fence with a path and the iron gate at the end of the road has been opened.

He didn't say it in his heart, it wasn't because he was delayed outside for too long and was succeeded by the killer. Hurriedly ran along the path and rushed into the villa.

Halfway through the run, he heard a gust of wind passing in his ears, and Shen Qingming subconsciously raised his elbow and slammed the source of the sound, hitting a person's chest hard.

The man didn't react, he was beaten on his back, Shen Qingming took advantage of the victory to pursue, directly captured the man, and unloaded the sharp knife in his hand.

Shen Qingming asked with a dark face, "Who ordered you to come?" ”

The killer cursed a foul word.

Shen Qingming took out his free hand and pulled the killer's face over, making him look directly at him.

Who knew that after the killer saw Shen Qingming's face, he was so frightened that he couldn't speak, and the and urine flowed down together, and he no longer had the temperament of an outlaw before.

Shen Qingming was bluffed by the killer's performance, what was dirty on his face?

The killer trembled and said, "You you ....."

Through the light of the moon, Shen Qingming saw that his face had changed. Far from the slightly elegant young face from before, it was a dignified middle-aged man's face.

It seems to be Xiling's father's face?

Thinking of this, Shen Qingming said solemnly: "Confession is strict, and resistance is stricter." The choice is yours. ”

The killer mouse confessed like a cat and said, "I confess, I confess, let me go." ”

Shen Qingming nodded.

"It's Xue. Before she finished speaking, Xiling's dream began to fade away, and her consciousness was slowly waking up after her demons were dispelled.

"Who is it!" Shen Qingming yelled, grabbing him by the collar.

Shen Qingming's hands suddenly lost their strength and slipped from the killer's collar.

Damn, there's no time.

In the panic, Shen Qingming's body was pulled into the air by a huge suction, and he withdrew from Xiling's memory little by little. Those gray mist accompanied Shen Qingming out of the black space.

By the time Shen Qingming opened his eyes again, the outside world was already daylight. Feng Jiu and Wang Ping have gotten rid of their long dreams, Feng Jiu is meditating on luck, and Wang Ping seems to be asleep next to him. The fog inside the cave was completely gone, revealing a large door that had never been seen before.

Wang Ping said, "What's the matter? Have you all broken through the Jedi of the Heart?"

"Fluke. Are you all okay?" said Shen Qingming.

"I'm fine, the Jedi of the Heart doesn't affect me much, after all, I've seen everything before, and little nightmares are not a problem. Wang Ping said and glanced at Fengjiu, "Fengjiu's old-timers' demons are still quite strong, fortunately, his strength is strong and he has dragged down his nightmares, no, as soon as he came out, he meditated and cultivated his spirit in it, and he has not eased up until now, people, it is really not good to be old, it is as strong as Fengjiu There are such times." ”

Feng Jiu squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "What did you say?"

"Ahhh Wang Ping was embarrassed and said, "How about writing you as a strong man and a peerless master in his twilight years and full of ambition?

Although Feng Jiu was meditating, his spirit was not affected, and he said, "Where did that She Taijun come from?"

Wang Ping changed his words: "Hahahaha, it's a slip of the tongue, it's an old woman with two guns." ”

"Zheng He, Cai Lun, Dongfang is undefeated. These people are also upright and good men. Feng Jiu said, "Do you want to be like them?" Wang Ping. ”

Shen Qingming interjected and said, "They ...... It doesn't seem like it's a good man, right? At least it's not a man. ”

"Huh?" Feng Jiu was not angry, "Do you also want to learn from the talkative little Wang Ping?"

Shen Qingming didn't dare to say it, but in fact, he kept slandering in his heart, you didn't catch up when I talked a lot, otherwise you would never think that Wang Ping was too talkative.

Wang Ping didn't dare to provoke Fengjiu, turned around and handed Shen Qingming a cigarette, and said, "Smoke, brother." ”

Shen Qingming took the cigarette and put it in his trouser pocket, and asked Wang Ping: "It's bitter enough, what do you want to do after my brother goes out, do you want to eat a good meal or take a big bath?"

Wang Ping said: "This is why you underestimate me too much, and I am also a person with noble sentiments." Being a heavenly master is also forced by life. If I get out alive, I'll sort out all the things that happened to us here, write a novel and post it on the Internet, and I'm sure it's a big fire. ”

Shen Qingming smiled and said, "Then don't forget to write something awesome for me." By the way, I have one more thing I want to ask. ”

Wang Ping patted his chest and said, "But it doesn't hurt to ask, as long as I know, I can tell you." ”

"That Xin Yueying who came with you......" Shen Qingming asked, "How did she disappear?"

"Speaking of this novel description, I'm not talking to you, I am now confident in the context of the story. Wang Ping said, "Do you want to listen to me and tell me the outline of this story, I guarantee that you are full of praise." ”

Shen Qingming sensed the meaning of his words and said, "Excuse me, such a wonderful story, spoilers in advance, it's too boring." ”

"Well, don't talk about this kind of inconsequential thing. Feng Jiu stood up and shook the scene, "The road ahead is full of dangers, and it is better to rest if you have the spirit of idle days." If something happens in a moment because of your own stupidity, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people. ”