The hand of time reverts back to the present.

Leaning against the wall next to him, Ji Qianqin struggled and complicated according to the position of his heart and the expression on his face.

As if she was out of breath, her chest heaved violently, and her vision began to blur, like a candidate who was about to walk into the exam room and found that she had forgotten to bring her admission ticket.

In her body, the oath-breaker asked blankly, "What's wrong? Hey, what's wrong with you? Your heart rate is very wrong right now, hurry up and adjust it!"

Ji Qianqin didn't hear the words of the oathbreaker.

Or to be precise, ever since she caught a glimpse of the woman under the cloak, there was only that one person left in her whole world.

"Mommy......" she muttered to herself, "how is that possible?"

Ji Qianqin's hand clutched his collar, and his eyes were a little hideous: "Shouldn't you be dead?" You're already dead......

Moreover, he died in front of me with his own eyes!

Dark clouds gathered overhead, and in the cascading clouds, it seemed as if thunderbolts and lightning were brewing.

Purple lightning passed through the thick clouds, and long snakes swam, falling with a pale, twisted scream.

Just like that twilight approaching night twenty-two years ago.

Ji Qianqin had never mentioned her life experience before, even if it was Bering, she had never explained it.

This is normal, after all, the years she has experienced in the past are like thorns wrapped around her chest, and the more she thinks about it, the more she can feel the sting of the thorns around her heart.

But now, the sting of the past is being lifted again today.

Memories of the past gradually surfaced in front of Ji Qianqin's eyes.

"Qianqin, Qianqin......"

Someone's voice seemed to echo in her ears.

Ji Qianqin knew that this was just her own auditory hallucination, not reality.

After seeing the woman's face, the memories of that woman poured out like a tsunami, and the current echo in my ears was just a brief microcosm of the memories that had been made.

In her blurred eyes, Ji Qianqin seemed to see the face approaching her.

"My child," the woman put her hand on Ji Qianqin's face, "Tell me, what are you afraid of?"

"Are you afraid that I'll show up again? Afraid that the corpse of the woman who was once harsh and despicable to you crawls out of the grave again, grabbing your face and making you follow all that she desires?"

Ji Qianqin's lips pursed.

From between her upper and lower lips, you can vaguely tell that she is saying "shut up".

Mother's hands were cold and wet: "I know, you're afraid of me. yes, who wouldn't be afraid of me? In the eyes of others, I am a lonely and eccentric single mother, but only you know that I am a complete lunatic, a psychopath. There are still some shocking wounds left on your body, which are all evidence of my love."

"Enough is enough......

Ji Qianqin's voice was very low.

On the other side, her mother's voice still echoed in her ears: "And that's not the most important thing, the most critical thing is that you knew the purpose of your birth when you were five years old."

"Thou art my carefully prepared sacrifice, a gift to the one who exists, the seed I received from the ancient God of creation. You have almost no blood in your veins like mine—for you are the 'womb, the child of the Creator's womb,' which the God of Creation plucked from me."

"We are not so much mother and daughter as organs and human bodies. You've been in life from the very beginning for the purpose of sacrifice, you've never gone to school for a day, you've never spoken a word to your peers, and the first words you say are 'blood,' and 'lumps of meat,' phrases like that."

The mother gently ran Ji Qianqin's hair: "This is you, a living, breathing organ. Your notions are distorted about what you are about being famous

I instilled my longing, and everything about you was carefully designed by me."

"And now, our purpose has finally arrived," the mother murmured, "and now, that great being has appeared before our eyes—the long-cherished wish of our Ji family has now been officially fulfilled."

"What are you waiting for, return to the arms of the One, to our origins, and to squirm again in the womb as a baby."

Accompanied by her mother's voice, it seems that more and more people appear in Ji Qianqin's ears.

"I saw how perfect it was......

"Everything in the Ji family is modeled on that person, and now it's finally time to recognize the ancestors and return to the ancestors."

"The debts left by Ji Shen back then, now we are finally able to repay them......

"Come on, Ji Qianqin, go back, go back, go back to our original hometown, go back to that person's belly......

More and more voices whispered in Ji Qianqin's ears.

Listening to the messy voices in her ears, Ji Qianqin couldn't help but grab her ears and look pained.

"Shut up...... Ah......h

She speaks uncoherent phrases in staccato language.

More and more people gathered around her, as if they were going to completely surround her, compressing the personality that belonged to Ji Qianqin little by little.

In the endless friction, Ji Qianqin's soul is like a worm in the water, about to gradually rise into steam with the flames in the boiler......

Just a second before her consciousness was about to drift away.

"It's!"

A person shouted angrily, directly dispersing many "figures" in front of him: "Get out!"

With this breathless "roll", the images of those people who had gathered in front of Ji Qianqin were like candles blown by the wind, swaying for a while and slowly disappearing.

And Ji Qianqin finally got the "air", grabbed her neck and couldn't stop panting.

"Hah...... Ha ......"

She gasped as she looked up at the man in front of her.

The man who had just shouted was standing in front of her, holding out his hand to her.

"You're really ***," the man said as he stretched out his hand, "I said don't come, it's dangerous here, you still want to come, you're not ***, who are?"

Ji Qianqin subconsciously grabbed the other party's hand.

She stood up and said in confusion, "Are you ...... Oathbreaker?"

It's no wonder that she was confused.

It's really a bit ...... the image of this guy in front of me It's too weird.

A person who doesn't look much different from a little girl, and is even only as tall as Ji Qianqin's waist, is crossing his waist and scolding himself for "***", no matter who he is, he will feel a little magical.

How to say it, it's cute or cute, but it makes people feel the urge to slap her in the face.

On the other side, the oath-breaker said angrily, "Nonsense, who else but me will come to your spiritual world to save you?"

Spiritual World......

Ji Qianqin was slightly stunned: "This is my spiritual world?"

Speaking of which, she realized the strangeness around here.

Around her gathered a misty figure, hazy and pale, but stubbornly standing at their side.

"These are ......," Ji Qianqin subconsciously swallowed.

I don't know why, she had a strong feeling of being spied on while looking at those blurred shadows.

The oath-breaker followed Ji Qianqin's gaze and said, "This is you...... The ancestors of the Ji family."

She scratched her ear, "Hey, I don't even bother to say that."

Sighing, the oath-breaker grabbed Ji Qianqin's hand and said, "I said before, your Ji family exchanged the forbidden power from a certain existence, right?"

Ji Qianqin nodded.

That was mentioned by the oathbreaker when the prophet was still in that "cocoon."

After confirming that Ji Qianqin still remembered, the oath-breaker continued, "And the existence that exchanged power is the cloak man in front of you. Or, 'Ferryman,'"

"She's ...... It's hard to describe," the oathbreaker frowned, "and her very existence is meant to fight against the 'wrongs' of time. Of course, you probably don't understand what I'm saying, but you just need to pay attention to one thing - she's probably a 'time, handmade puppet.'

A puppet pinched out of time?

Ji Qianqin understood: "You mean, she is very strong?"

Very strong?

The oathbreaker rolled his eyes, "Too strong to have no friends."

"If 'Origin, which represents a person who is out of the control of time, then the puppet made by the law is an angel,'" the oath-breaker's hand gestured in the air, "You know?" The origin is Adam and Eve, who ate the forbidden fruit and awakened their self-consciousness, the law is God, and the existence of the ferryman is the 'angel,'"

"She's not in the same category as us anymore, and it's hard to imagine her power. To be honest, I didn't even recognize it at first. But when I saw so many old things of the Ji family appear in your memories, I realized that it was probably her existence that triggered the power in your bloodline."

The oath-breaker rubbed his chin: "Your Ji family's ancestor, Ji Shen, is a very powerful person, he once stepped into the narrow space of time and stayed in that place for a while. I'm afraid he's what the ferryman called 'wrong, the human before.'"

"In short, your ancestors got the power of your bloodline from the ferryman, but they paid the price for it. The bloodline of your Ji family is condensed with countless souls, not only mine, but also your ancestors and ancestors. And that's why your mother is among them."

Pursing his lips, the oath-bearer said, "So from childhood to adulthood, you are a man who is truly 'fighting behind the backs of your fathers and fathers.'"

Ignore the ridicule of the oathbreaker.

Ji Qianqin just had empty eyes.

She subconsciously looked down and glanced at her hands.

"In my life, my mother, has she been watching?" She said abruptly at the Oath Breaker.

The Oathbreaker seemed to realize something, and shrugged, "Of course not, don't worry."

"Even if the soul of the xenomorph dies, it is still under the control of the 'soul,' and the laws of the abyss, not to mention the human beings who have no characteristics," the oath breaker said, "Although your Ji family is relatively special, you don't have the ability to completely ignore the laws of birth, aging, sickness and death in this world. After all, the object of your power is only a dog made out by time, and there is still a problem with the law itself."

"So, you can understand that this is a fragment of your Ji family's missing body. To put it simply, it's a memory, an obsession, not a real person."

Listening to the words of the oathbreaker, Ji Qianqin breathed a sigh of relief.

OK.

Originally, she thought that she would even have to be controlled by her mother in her daily life, but now it seems that there is still room for change.

On the other side, the oathbreaker rubbed his chin, "However, when I say this to you, I think of a possibility."

She looked at Ji Qianqin and was silent for a moment before shaking her head: "No, it's still unlikely."

"What are you talking about?" Ji Qianqin asked suspiciously.

The oath-breaker waved his hand, "Nothing, you don't understand what you say."

She changed the subject almost stiffly: "Now take my hand, and I will take you out of the spirit world. Although thinking in the spiritual world will become faster, it does not mean that time in the real world will not be gone. If you don't want to be caught by the ferryman, you'd better follow me."

Hearing this, Ji Qianqin also nodded.

She also felt that there was no point in staying here all the time.

With that in mind, she looked up, subconsciously trying to grab the hand that had been stretched out by the oathbreaker.

And yet the next second.

A voice echoed in Ji Qianqin's mental space: "I really miss it

。」

Who?!

Listening to this unfamiliar voice, Ji Qianqin and the oathbreaker raised their heads vigilantly at the same time.

Their eyes looked into the distance at the same time.

At the end of the line of sight, a man in a black trench coat walked unhurriedly in heavy leather boots.

He tugged on his glove, tightening the white glove even more against his skin, and slowly lowered the hood on top of his head.

"It was only then that I could feel the flow of time moving in the direction I had hoped. It's like fishing, waiting for hours before you can finally rewind the rod."

Looking at the oath-breaker, his tone was soothing: "The Middle Ages, the Renaissance, the Industrial Revolution, the World Wars, the old calendar and the new calendar, the hands of time are turning in circles, and my spirit is crumbling day by day. If it were any longer, I'd be really crazy. But fortunately, the world is always willing to give the loser a new chance, probably because it wants to see the sad and desperate appearance of the loser who is defeated again."

"Anyway, the day has finally come."

He tugged at his trench coat and smiled, "I've been waiting for this day for a long, long time, and now, it's finally time to tighten the rod and close the line."

Looking at the man in front of him, the oath-breaker gritted his teeth.

"How did you get in?" She said coldly, "This should be Ji Qianqin's spiritual world, you shouldn't be able to enter it."

Hearing this, the man raised his eyebrows: "Why can't you come in?"

He walked forward unhurriedly: "The others don't know, can you still not know?"

"She and I were companions at that time," the man said gently, "I remember her abilities, her memories, and, of course, her usefulness. You can hide in the Ji family's spiritual world, why do you think I can't get in?"

"Aren't I the same as you?"

Damn it......

The expression on the oathbreaker's face was cloudy.

She glanced up at the sky with a silver face.

Bering, Bering, if you don't come again, people will really steal the house......

Just when the oathbreaker was thinking so.

On the bus, Bering looked at the open space in front of him with a blank face.

In the distance, a scythe-wielding woman was briskly walking towards him.

"That's the worst answer," Bering muttered to himself, "and it looks like I can only hope that it will last a little longer."

(End of chapter)