145 Enemies
The token was activated, and Qin Bingyan and the others entered the Battle Dragon Tower.
The Battle Dragon Tower was pitch black, and there was only one step that could be seen.
There was no one else in sight, and Shen Lan also didn't know where to run.
The coercion was depressing, Qin Bingyan took a deep breath and stepped onto the steps.
Boom, the white light flashed, and Qin Bingyan found himself standing outside the dilapidated house.
A familiar voice sounded in the room: "Yan'er is back, come in quickly, and look at the words written for my father." ”
Qin Bingyan looked around, feeling that this was his home a few years ago.
The War Dragon Tower plays some low-level means, she doesn't have any memories of her past home, what does the War Dragon Tower mean by this thing?
Walking into the familiar and unfamiliar courtyard slowly, Qin Bingyan had to sigh, the Battle Dragon Tower was quite powerful, and the courtyard that had been transformed was almost the same as the one in his memory.
opened the door and saw the pale-faced middle-aged uncle inside, the two looked at each other for a while, and the corners of the middle-aged uncle's mouth raised: "Yan'er, isn't it unexpected?"
Qin Bingyan smiled faintly: "There is no surprise, there is an old saying, parents and children are enemies or benefactors in the previous life, benefactors come to repay kindness, and enemies come to collect debts." ”
In a very special place, the person in front of me is really his father, the ghost of his father.
The person who was supposed to leave, but now that he has appeared again, Qin Bingyan is very vigilant in his heart, his appearance is not a good thing.
The middle-aged uncle took a step forward, Qin Bingyan took a step back, and came to the yard, the middle-aged uncle said nostalgically: "Yan'er, I still remember it vividly, the two of us farmed together, ate together, watched the sunrise and sunset together, and ...... together."
Qin Bingyan didn't have time to talk to him, so he asked with a calm face, "Why did you come back?"
The middle-aged uncle stared at Qin Bingyan with a sad face: "Yan'er, you are hating your father." ”
Looking at the pretending guy, Qin Bingyan said casually: "You are a ghost, I am a human, people and ghosts have different paths, do we have a relationship?"
I still remembered it before, but I saw it once, and Qin Bingyan saw it.
She Qin Bingyan doesn't owe anyone, she has taken care of her sick father for ten years, and everything that should be repaid will be returned to him.
As said before, they will not continue the lead.
The good fate is broken, and now they meet again, and they don't have to think about it to know that they are connected by a bad fate line.
After thinking about it, Qin Bingyan couldn't figure out what kind of fate she had with the guy who went to the underworld.
Family affection couldn't move Qin Bingyan, and the middle-aged uncle said sadly: "Yan'er, my father is here to pick you up." ”
Pick me up? Qin Bingyan twisted her eyebrows, she is a human being, a living person, and a living person cannot go to the underworld.
In other words, this ghost wants to kill himself.
Qin Bingyan held the Lion King Seal in his hand, squinted his eyes and said, "Drink, it's only been a month, what makes you hate me so much and come to kill me in person?"
Speaking of this, the middle-aged uncle looked hateful: "It's you, it's you who hurt us, we can't continue the front, as it said, kill you, and the red thread we broke will be reconnected." ”
Qin Bingyan sneered: "Heh, for such a long time, you haven't forgotten Li Qiuyan." ”
The middle-aged uncle's ghost aura is erratic, his anger is soaring, and he may make a move at any time.
"Do you know? I only knew when I got over there that we were destined for three lives, and we should have come to the end in this life, who knows, who knows that it will be because of you, because of you, because you can't have a lover and end up married. ”
Is there a lover? Qin Bingyan snorted disdainfully, and he felt that Li Qiuyan liked him.
In Qin Bingyan's opinion, there is an unbridgeable gap between monks and ordinary people, and monks will not be emotional towards ordinary people.
What gave him the illusion that the relationship between the two of them was enough to transcend the immutable rules?