Chapter 101: The Horror of the Mansion (8)
Because of Leonid's existence, Jiang Chenchuan and Chu Dong were able to communicate, and the two sides exchanged information and clues they knew, and also understood that only by cooperating could they have a chance to leave the Duanting Mansion.
"Outside time...... Has it been so long? β
Early Winter turned her head to look out the window and sighed, she only felt that the night was too long, and she didn't expect that time had abandoned her.
With the ghost Leonid, the originally eerie Western-style pavilion seemed less frightened, and the two explored around the Western-style pavilion to make sure that the traces of the past had been cleaned up, leaving few clues.
But Leonid has always insisted that something must have happened in the Duanting Mansion, and in order to find a way to break the distortion, he told Jiang Chenchuan about the rainstorm and the woman in early winter.
"Is it raining......"
Jiang Chenchuan muttered to himself, he thought for a while, turned around and walked in the direction of the window.
Feeling the disappearance of the shadows around him, Chu Dong realized that Jiang Chenchuan was far away from them, so he asked a little nervously:
"Where's Ewell?"
"He's still there, like ...... The way you want to smash the glass. β
Leonid explained on the side, speaking of which, if it weren't for the experience of the Duanting Mansion, it would be hard to imagine that such a foreign beauty who looked like an iceberg in early winter would have such big mood swings.
She seems to value her life very much, so after realizing the danger of the mission, she keeps a back hand for herself.
Ewell looks ...... seems to be a very reliable man, probably because of this impression, it makes her want to ask Jiang Chenchuan for help.
And now, this reliable man is groping the window in front of him with his hands, and the seemingly fragile glass is extremely strong.
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"Huh? What did you say? β
Leonid was surprised by Jiang Chenchuan's statement, but if you have to elaborate, the most critical part of the overlap of space is the layer of glass that connects the inside and outside.
"What does Ewell mean?"
She recalls that when she first used her eyes, she saw the Western-style pavilion when it was raining, the windows were broken, and the rain soaked the red carpet in the corridor, but she could see, but she never thought about the relationship between the entity and the memory.
"Because we are living beings, we can't travel through the dilemma of space, so ...... What about time? β
Jiang Chenchuan exploded like thunder, as if there was a rustling rainstorm in his ears, raindrops like white noise, constantly hitting the earth.
"Leonid, you also said that in your eyes, you can see that several worlds in time overlap, so if you want to know the truth, why can't you transcend time and explore it yourself?"
As he said at the time, time is a very special property, which seems to change everything, but it also seems to be unchangeable.
"Is there a way? Leonids. β
Jiang Chenchuan asked.
"Yes, yes...... However, it's risky. β
Leonid looked embarrassed, he looked at Jiang Chenchuan, and then at the early winter worriedly, he had a way, but ......
"There are two forms of man in the world, one is the flesh and the other is the soul, and the dead cannot be raised, but it is not said that the body of the living cannot be separated from the soul."
In particular, there are very few exceptions like Jiang Chenchuan who resurrect others.
"So, I should ......"
"Like me, you can't see it."
Leonid straightened his collar, and although he couldn't touch it, it symbolically paid attention to the etiquette of a gentleman, in fact, everything has risks and costs.
"What does Mr. Ewell say?"
There is still a little hope in early winter.
Leonid turned his head, smiled proudly, and said:
"He agreed."
In the early winter, I wanted to help my forehead, and in the current situation, one really dared to say it, and the other really dared to do it.
"Do you have any good ideas? Leonids. β
"Remember, the gift I gave you?"
Jiang Chenchuan took out the pocket watch from his pocket, the dial was full of cracks, as if it had lost its vitality, and the traces of the years of use could be seen.
"It's ...... My relic, theoretically, can prolong the existence of the indefinite time, that is, but you are in a near-death state, the soul leaves the body, and in the extended time, you can do anything. β
Leonid explained.
"But the cost of overusing the power of a pocket watch is that your real time will be correspondingly compressed."
"What do you mean......"
"As long as you prolong it, you will lose as long as you live, and what you get from time, you will have to pay it back."
That's it, the rules of relics.
Regardless of the sequence, the ability of different Awakened to exert the power of the relic is different, even if it is a defensive relic like the Guardian Bracelet, overuse will bring negative effects, not to mention, break time, distort time, and use time.
"Sounds like a terrible tragic story."
In silence, Jiang Chenchuan opened his mouth first.
In fact, it was not so tragic, at least they had a means of escape, and the staff and sword were slowly unsheathed, only this time, it was not facing the enemy, but itself.
Leonid raised his hand, and the pocket watch floated from Jiang Chenchuan's hand, if it was to change places, this would definitely be regarded as a magician's trick.
In response to Leonid's call, an illusory hand appeared on the dial, slowly moving in the direction of the hour hand.
Click-click-
It was as if there was a huge clock, presented behind Leonids.
"Including you and Miss Early Winter, I can see five parallel worlds coexisting in different times, crossing the passage of time, Ewell, you will ...... Go back in time. β
Holding the tip of the sword against her heart, Chu Dong felt a faint stinging pain in her eyes, she felt something, and subconsciously wanted to hold Leonid's hand and stop his action, but her hand passed through Leonid's slightly transparent arm, and she could only say worriedly:
"Wait! Is this too risky, and there is no other way? β
"Once you enter the foreign pavilion, there is no other way to leave except to break the source of the distortion, if you can come and go at will during the day, then the night is the beginning of the distortion, Ewell wants to save you, of course, he is also saving himself."
Leonid shook his head, moreover, this is still the best solution at the moment, if Jiang Chenchuan didn't summon him unintentionally, then they would have no possibility of escaping, and a little luck could be superimposed by coincidence to create this opportunity.
Otherwise, I will be trapped in this endless dark night for the rest of my life, accompanied by the corpses that can be seen everywhere in the Duanting Mansion, bloody, cruel, and silent...... And, fear.
"Miss Early Winter, stay away from me, and don't let the distortion of time be affected, Ewell......
Are you ready? β
Volume I.
The first chapter of the night: sonata.
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Autumn 2022.
A drizzle of rain fell from the grey sky and fluttered down the city streets.
It's autumn, and from time to time you can see pedestrians who don't have umbrellas, hurrying by with their hands on the top of their heads.
In the narrow military-civilian alley, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was sitting opposite an old man under the canopy next to the supermarket commissary.
The whole world outside the canopy is gray, the ground has been stained with rain and turned light black, only the ground under the canopy still has a dry area, as if the whole world is only left with this pure land.
In front of them was a dilapidated wooden chessboard with a red 'Fulai Supermarket' sign overhead.
"General," the young man stood up after speaking, leaving the old man with thinning hair to sit still.
The young man Qingchen glanced at the other party and said calmly: "Don't struggle." β
"I can still ......," the old man said unwillingly, "It's only thirteen steps......
In his words, the old man felt a little embarrassed that he had lost his armor in thirteen steps.
Qingchen didn't explain anything, the chessboard was already deadly, and it was the last moment of the poor dagger.
The young man had a clean face and clear eyes, just sitting there in a plain school uniform, as if he had purified the world around him.
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The old man threw the chess pieces he had raised in his hand onto the chessboard, and the abandoned pawn admitted defeat.
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