Chapter 47: I'm not me, he's me

Jian Chen in this world.

It's more like a soul forcibly added to a shell, forcibly led to a tour of this world, but this way of visiting is too torturous.

All the pain was borne by him, as a shell, this body only cared about action, and did not feel pain, even when Jian Chen felt the threat of death.

He didn't slow down.

But when he pushed open the lid of the bronze coffin, Chen Jian thought that he couldn't wait to lie in, and then he completely felt that his worldview was shattered in this instant.

The one lying in the coffin is clearly another self!

Jian Chen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt that his entire soul was trembling, and at this moment, even the walking corpse-like body seemed to be infected, revealing an incredible look on his face, and staggered back a few steps.

How can it be!

I'm still alive, why am I lying in a coffin?

Are there really two people in the world who are exactly the same?

Thousands of thoughts flickered in Jian Chen's mind in an instant, but no matter what, he couldn't find a reason to convince himself.

He couldn't be mistaken.

After all, there are definitely not many people in the world who can have this handsomeness and temperament, and it is difficult to find anyone else except him.

Airplanes!

A heart-shaking sound in his head caused him to stumble and stumble as he stumbled backwards, and he fell to the ground.

Chen Jian raised his head suddenly, and only then did he suddenly realize that the four stone statues seemed to be staring at him deadly, and their posture had changed to the movement of opening their teeth and dancing claws towards him.

Next, he felt that it was a stone statue, not only the eyes, but also the mouth, nose, hands and feet were moving, as if all of them were alive;

The voice that was buzzing in his head also turned into the reverberation of thousands of people talking, but Chen Jian couldn't understand a word of what these people said.

Soon, there was huge pressure from all sides, causing Jian Chen to fall to the ground, rolling with his head in his hands, and the pain he was suffering was thousands of times stronger than that of the current love outside the giant gate.

Even his body seemed to be unable to bear the pain anymore, the cells melted into blood, seeped out of the pores of his body, slowly soaked his clothes, and his movements of holding his head and screaming and struggling became smaller and smaller.

For the first time, Jian Chen felt that he was so close to death, and only then did he know that the strength of the cultivator was so strong, and once again he felt that in the face of strong strength, ants were inferior.

But these did not break his will, but made him more and more determined to practice, of course, if this was all if he was not dead after that.

He tried to convince himself not to sleep, not to close his eyes, but it was clear that none of this was up to him, and the heavy eyelids finally closed.

Jian Chen's consciousness also completely disappeared in this space.

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I don't know how long it has been.

When Jian Chen regained consciousness again, he only felt his back and the back of his head rubbing against the ground, his eyelids trembled a few times, and his eyes slowly opened.

In his blurred vision, he knew that he had gone out of the bronze giant gate, and there was a figure that was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, neither big nor small, grabbing his calf and dragging him out.

The man looked like a woman, with long black hair scattered down her back, and the whirring mountain wind blew and danced, and the slender hand that grasped his calf was as holy as white jade.

The naked jade feet are so crystal clear that it is difficult not to have the urge not to grab and touch and play, the key is that she walks on this barren land, her feet can be spotless, one hand drags Chen Jian's calf, and the whole person can still hum a little song, jumping and jumping.

Between the ups and downs, Jian Chen's body also had an intimate impact with the ground, crackling.

But all this, Chen Jian didn't have free time to appreciate, he just wanted to know what was going on, even if he died, he hoped that he could die clearly.

He was about to speak, only to feel his mouth seem to be glued together, barely opening to almost tear the lips that had been dry and glued due to water loss.

"Ahem!"

Chen Jian felt that his throat seemed to be blocked by a foreign body, but unexpectedly, he coughed dryly, which pulled the trachea, and when he squirted out, he brought out a black blood clot.

At this time, Chen Jian realized that he had regained control of his body, and at the same time, the movement of coughing also attracted the woman's attention.

She stopped.

threw down his calf, ran back to Jian Chen's side, squatted down with his big smart eyes open, and looked at Jian Chen with excitement on his face, just as she opened his mouth, Jian Chen was stunned on the spot.

"Master, are you awake?"

Master?

Jian Chen tried his best to drive his bloodstained arms, barely supported half of his body, and frowned, "I'm your master?" ”

"Yes, I have been with you since I was a child, and of course you are my master!" She squinted and smiled, her face full of harmless smiles of humans and animals, innocent.

At this time, Chen Jian found out that she was just a little girl, and her body and breasts had not yet developed, but this did not affect her country.

The face of pink carving and jade, with a round face in the shape of a goose egg, soft and smooth green silk, and perfect hands and feet, make her look like the most holy white jade in nature, transformed into a human body, giving people a sense of holiness that can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.

"What is this place?" Jian Chen finally asked the first useful question.

"I don't know." The little girl shook her head.

"What's your name?" Chen Jian asked again.

"I don't know." The little girl shook her head again.

"Why am I here?" Jian Chen then asked.

"I don't know." The little girl then shook her head.

Chen Jian's face darkened suddenly, and he didn't know what he imagined, which was completely different from what he imagined, and in the end he could only use the safest way to ask: "What do you know?" ”

"I know, you're not you, he's you!" The little girl raised her lotus arm and stretched out a slender white jade to point in the direction of the bronze giant gate.

"I'm not me, he's me?" Jian Chen's mind was once again blank by her "cute" answer, and he subconsciously asked, "You mean the person in the coffin?" ”

"Well, yes, with your rotten qualifications that can't be rotten anymore, it can only be like this, his soul is pinned on you, and he becomes you." The little girl nodded.

But Chen Jian instantly felt that she was no longer cute, and the smile on her face was no longer harmless to humans and animals.

The little girl also seemed to notice the change in the expression on Jian Chen's face, and after realizing it, she remembered that her words might be a little heavier, and subconsciously covered her mouth.

"Then since you say that I am your master, and my qualifications are so bad, why do you still follow me?" Jian Chen asked, staring into her eyes.

"Follow the pig and the pig, follow the dog, it has always been the rule of our Heavenly God Jade Clan, and it is also the mission." The little girl replied innocently.

"Master, don't worry, no matter how poor your qualifications are, I will not give up on you, at most after you die, I will go to the next master."

Jian Chen felt offended again.

In order to avoid unnecessary blows, he no longer wanted to talk about this aspect, and then asked, "Then after I pushed the lid of the bronze coffin, why did this happen, and how did you drag me out?" ”

"Oh, master, people are still children, how can they know so many things!" The little girl also felt the change in Chen Jian's mood.

She felt that she couldn't say that she wanted to possess the four stone statues, and that a joke with him almost scared him out of the way.

Talking like this seems to hurt the self-esteem of this generation of fragile masters a little.

Chen Jian never thought that with his clever mouth and his clever tongue, he would be said to have a feeling of wanting to grab the ground with his head.

He let go of his arms and let himself fall heavily to the ground, "What a nightmare this is, let me wake up!" ”

"Master, this is not a dream, it is the real world!"