"Ah Jin ?!!"

Lin Qiye looked at the familiar and unfamiliar face blankly, and the whole person stood in place like a sculpture.

It's too similar, it's too similar...... No, this is no longer a problem like this, this is completely Ah Jin when he grows up!

At this moment, Lin Qiye's thoughts seemed to have returned to Cangnan, the small and crappy low house that had accompanied him for more than ten years.

The early morning sun shone on the floor, and in the aroma of the food, he pushed open the door, and he could see his aunt standing at the kitchen door with steaming dishes, and Ah Jin sitting at the dining table, bending down to stroke the little black leper who was lazily yawning......

The face of his younger brother Ah Jin and the face of the silver-robed man in front of him slowly overlapped in Lin Qiye's eyes.

The only difference is that this silver-robed man's temperament is more profound, and his eyes are more aggressive than Ah Jin, as if he is a battle-hardened general, and any glance can bring people a huge sense of oppression.

"Ah Jin?" When the silver-robed man heard these two words, his brows furrowed slightly,

"You recognized the wrong person...... I am the true monarch of Qingyuan Miaodao, Yang Jian. ”

Yang Jian?

Yang Jin?

Lin Qiye was slightly stunned, and the next moment, he seemed to realize something, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

In the sky above Cangnan back then, the silver-robed figure that stepped into the sky from the mortal world; the roaring dog that tortured and killed the Norse monster Kraken; In Yuding's true mouth, the apprentice who bothers him to take care of...... Damn, he should have thought of it a long time ago!

Yang Jian and the Howling Sky Dog, Ah Jin and the Little Black Leprosy.

The word "Zhige" is Jin.

From beginning to end, his cousin Ah Jin, who has been with him for more than ten years, and the black leper dog that he picked up from the side of the road are the Great Xia Erlang God and the Roaring Sky Dog that have gradually recovered from reincarnation.

In fact, as long as Lin Qiye calms down and thinks about the details, it may be possible to guess the truth...... But he didn't think about it at all, after all, who would have thought that the legendary Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian would be reincarnated as his cousin?

Lin Qiye looked at Yang Jian in front of him in a daze, and his eyes couldn't help but show a look of longing.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, just shook his head, and said bitterly:

“…… Sorry, I recognized the wrong person. ”

Yang Jian looked at Lin Qiye's glimmering eyes, a pair of sword-like long eyebrows, and frowned slightly.

Lin Qiye sat down on the seat next to Yang Jian and fell silent.

In the noisy banquet hall, the two sat together silently, without saying a word, out of place with their surroundings.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Jian took the initiative to break the silence.

"You're the monkey's apprentice?"

"It's not."

Lin Qiye did not hesitate at all, and said calmly.

Hearing these two words, Yang Jian's hand stretched out to the cup suddenly stopped in the air.

"But the master said you are."

"I lied to him."

"Then why don't you lie to me now?"

"I don't think I need to lie to you." Lin Qiye stared at the table in front of him, stretched out his fingers, and tentatively touched the cup in front of him, but his fingertips seemed to touch a piece of nothingness, and directly penetrated the past.

He paused and said calmly: "If I can't even trust my brother, then there is no one in the world who is worthy of my trust." ”

Yang Jian's brows furrowed even tighter: "I'm not your brother, I don't even know you at all." ”

"It will be in the future."

In Lin Qiye's mind, nostalgic pictures flashed one after another, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

“…… Be all abroad. Yang Jian stared at Lin Qiye for a long time and looked away.

For some reason, looking at Lin Qiye's eyes, his calm state of mind was like water, and there were ripples.

Odd...... I clearly didn't know him.

Yang Jian was silent for a moment and continued to ask, "Since you are not the apprentice of that monkey, why do you pretend to be this identity and blend into the Peach Festival?" Why are you here? ”

"Why it's here, I don't know." Lin Qiye paused, looked at his hands, and his expression was extremely complicated:

"I'm here, but I'm not here...... I'm like a bystander who strayed into this place, nothing can be changed, and perhaps the only purpose of my existence is to witness this history that once existed. ”

After hearing this, Yang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was about to say something, but he was suddenly stunned.

"Witnesses......" he muttered.

As if he had thought of something, he suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed Lin Qiye beside him.

His fingertips passed through Lin Qiye's body as if nothing was there, and a little glimmer of light shattered at the junction of the two, like touching a forbidden phantom, disappearing without a trace.

Yang Jian's eyes shrank slightly.

"Kunlun Mirror?" He opened his mouth in surprise, and quickly turned his head, his eyes were firmly fixed on the bronze ancient mirror hanging above the head of the Queen Mother of the West, in the center of the Yao Pond.

"I see......"

"What's wrong?"

Yang Jian turned his head and glanced at Lin Qiye complicatedly, "It seems that you really don't belong to this time......"

When Lin Qiye heard this, his heart jumped slightly, "You found out?" ”

"Even though I sit next to you, I can't touch you, which shows that we are not really face-to-face." Yang Jian stretched out his hand and pointed to Lin Qiye and him, "Between us, there have been endless years and time. ”

Seeing that Yang Jian had revealed the truth in one word, Lin Qiye became even more curious.

"But how is this done?"

"It's the Kunlun Mirror." Yang Jian pointed to the high-hanging bronze ancient mirror in the distance, and said, "The Kunlun Mirror itself is a magic weapon with the power of time, it is it that reproduces our appearance, mana, and even the way of thinking......

"Kunlun Mirror?" Lin Qiye raised his head and looked at the Kunlun Mirror, a look of shock appeared in his eyes.

So, all these time silhouettes come from that artifact?

But why?

Why did it deliberately record this time and reenact it in Kunlun Void?

"It can even record your way of thinking?" Lin Qiye looked around, "No wonder you guys can react differently to my appearance even though you're just silhouettes......"

"This is the strength of the Kunlun Mirror." Yang Jian spoke slowly, "Under its illumination, everything in the world is hidden, no matter how secret the inner thoughts are, they will be understood by it, and then gradually deduced and simulated, most of the existence can be completely reproduced......

Of course, there are exceptions. ”

Yang Jian raised his head and looked at the three vacant seats that towered above the seat of the Queen Mother of the West.

"There are some supreme beings that even the Kunlun Mirror can't record......"