It was also at this time that he could finally take a closer look at the strangely shaped "tentacles" that closely linked him to Yuan Xiaolu.

When he first met her and realized who she was, Li Qingyan tried to see her luck — just a habit he had when he met strangers. But then it turned out that something was wrong.

The tentacle that connects the two is different. Instead of the previous tentacles being smooth and continuous, it took on an eerie shape—as if someone had pulled the open noodles into a strip, and the honeycomb-like bubbles in the noodles were stretched, making it implicated and intermittent.

The "tentacle" is a concrete way of a certain connection between two things, a kind of "black and white" thing. If there is a strong connection between the two, if there is no connection, it can be classified as "yes". Otherwise, "no", then the tentacles will not appear. But now this thing is in this form, what does it mean?

...... But even in that strange situation, it should be that this tentacle keeps disappearing and appearing.

But Li Qingyan can already guess what the reason is. In fact, the moment he saw Yuan Xiaolu with his own eyes, some things that were originally silent in his mind began to wake up. The woman was like a key or a spell, opening a lock and opening a talisman.

Then he could remember that he had seen her—one night, when he was still young.

But what I remember clearly is only that side of the world - it was a courtyard, with a bluestone wall and thin bamboo in the wall. He himself stood under the eaves of the porch, and the man with the vague face of his memory stood beside him. There was indeed a woman in red in the courtyard, and there was also a white crane. In retrospect, such a scene seems to be a scene from ancient times. But Li Qingyan still remembers another thing: looking up into the distance under the eaves of the porch, he can see a group of high-rise buildings with bright lights. This means that the scene in my memory is actually in the city, not in ancient times.

Then there is the matter of Yuan Xiaolu. The woman—she was a very young and beautiful girl—heard the sound of the piano and stumbled through the door. Then...... The scene around me in my memory immediately disappeared, and the courtyard disappeared along with the sound of the piano and the white crane. He remembered that the man beside him—who should have been his father—walked over and said a few words to Yuan Xiaolu and cast a magic seal.

With his father's cultivation, casting the Dharma seal on an ordinary person should make her no longer remember anything. This was indeed the case that night - Li Qingyan guessed that the courtyard where he was that night should be a small world shrouded in prohibition, and this woman accidentally broke in for some unknown reason, and then that memory was erased.

But the problem is, now she remembers it again. He himself had lost his memory, and he still is. Yuan Xiaolu mentioned "another world", because of the things he just remembered, Li Qingyan was sure that he had also lived in "that world"—that is, the secret realm that Pei Shouchong said and his father left behind.

Was it because something happened later that made him and Yuan Xiaolu come to this world? That's why he lost a lot of memories? Because of the war between his father and the gods more than ten years ago that Pei Shouchong said?

Once such a thought was born in his heart, he suddenly felt that his surroundings became slightly cold and unfamiliar.

- The ...... of this world The world he is in now, the world he has lived in for more than ten years......

Is it real?

It was this terrible and strange question that made him turn back as soon as he stepped out of the room. First, because of such a risky move, Pei Shouchong would not doubt whether he was going to come back and say something crucial, and second, he really couldn't suppress the urgency in his heart - Yuan Xiaolu was the only person who could be remembered by himself and really existed in this world!

Yuan Xiaolu was slightly taken aback by Li Qingyan's words and frowned. Just a few tens of seconds ago, Li Qingyan showed disdain for what she said, but now he has a different face. Does calling himself "Aunt Yuan"—regardless of that title—means that he recognizes himself? Or is it the usual trick of the people in the Sect and Dao Bureau?

She said "um" in confusion: "What did you say?"

"I saw you twelve years ago, in the same courtyard you just mentioned. Can you remember what happened now, can you remember me? Do you remember that a man cast a spell on you that night...... You forgot all about that time? There's a kid standing next to that man—"

Yuan Xiaolu looked at him suspiciously: "Mr. Li, I don't understand what you're talking about. ”

Li Qingyan didn't know if her reaction was out of self-preservation instinct or if she really "didn't understand", but Pei Shouchong was just outside the door, and there wasn't much time left for him. So he reached out and activated the ability he had obtained from Dunfrey—and began to try to interfere with Yuan Xiaolu's "tentacles", or "fate".

He realized, felt, and quickly found a certain "point", and he could not clearly know from the intricate connections how the point would affect the string he saw, and what kind of effect it would have to achieve the result he wanted, but he had a "logical" premonition that once he affected the point, like Dumfrey, there would be a series of chain reactions. He didn't have to worry about how that reaction worked, he just knew that it was like inserting a car key and the car starting, and when he touched that point, the result he wanted would be achieved.

He wanted Yuan Xiaolu to remember what had happened that night, or at least, to provide himself with some useful information.

As soon as the dot on the "intermittent" tentacle between the two of them was touched, the tentacle immediately underwent a strange change - it had danced slightly in Li Qingyan's vision, occasionally twitching. But now it suddenly stiffened, as if petrified. It had been implicated and intermittent before, but now it had become an entity—a stiff, corpse-like entity.

Li Qingyan had never encountered such a situation, but the changes caused by his touch seemed irreparable. The changes that occurred in the "tentacles" were fed back to Yuan Xiaolu's body, and the middle-aged woman's body suddenly became stiff, and her expression froze on her face.

The next moment, she began to "disintegrate"—this refers to the person who had been flesh and blood a moment ago, and suddenly began to fall large and small pieces from her body like a broken stone statue. But what you see through the gaps in your body is still blood, flesh, and bones. Even after half of her forearm was diagonally broken and fell, Li Qingyan could still see the blood flowing in the arteries of her arm, but it did not flow out, but flowed somewhere.

At this moment, Li Qingyan suddenly realized that although the body of the woman in front of him was rapidly turning into pieces, it seemed that on another level, they were still a "whole" - the blood in the seemingly disconnected arteries "crossed" the space and continued to flow along the original route.

If so...... Is she still alive?

But in reality, the vision only lasted for a short time. When this thought crossed his mind, Yuan Xiaolu's "fragments" suddenly disappeared, leaving no trace. From Li Qingyan's attempt to affect her "luck" so that she could remember the events of that night to the present, it only took two seconds.