Wang Jian didn't speak, his eyes were fixed on the veiled woman, his face full of caution.
This veiled woman is the Chi Ling.
She came to the world this time to kill Wang Jian on the orders of God.
"I ask you, are you Tianming?"
Chi Ling's mouth moved and he asked again.
Wang Jian's body was trembling slightly, and he could feel his heart beating very fast, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.
Just now, he learned from the memory of the God of Heaven that the veiled woman in front of him was called Chi Ling, and she was the sister of the Heavenly Mother.
She had already entered the divine position tens of thousands of years ago and was considered a ruthless figure among the gods in the heaven.
It seems that Heaven has found out his identity, and now he is finished.
The big trouble he has been most afraid of is coming.
Wang Jian thought to himself and took a few steps back involuntarily.
At this time, he was still floating in the air, making it difficult to escape for a while.
"Why are you mute?"
The scolding voice became louder, and the momentum of his whole body suddenly strengthened.
The air around him made a sizzling sound, and small black cracks appeared around him.
For a moment, Wang Jian's face turned pale.
The opponent's power was far beyond his imagination.
"I'm not Tianming, you admit your mistake."
Wang Jian replied.
"You know how to talk?"
Chi Ling sneered, "Didn't you just pretend to be mute?"
"Who are you?"
Wang Jian pretended not to know.
It stands to reason that the guy in Tianming knew him, but the moment he appeared in front of him, his eyes seemed to be full of strangers to him, and there was no surprise at all.
Chi Ling thought in his heart and said lightly: "I'll ask you one last time, are you Tianming?"
Cold sweat slowly flowed down Wang Jian's forehead.
His pupils changed rapidly, turning into dark gold, and his whole body exuded a faint golden light.
In an instant, Chi Ling's body couldn't help but trembled, and he murmured: "Why do you have divine power if you are not Tianming?"
Is this divine power?
A trace of doubt flashed across Wang Jian's face, and he held the corpse whip tightly in his hand.
He didn't know if he could escape this disaster today.
"I have one principle when it comes to killing people, and that is to kill after knowing it clearly."
Chi Ling said with a smile, she stretched out her white and tender jade palms, and a round bronze mirror appeared in her hands.
The moment he saw the bronze mirror, Wang Jian staggered, and a chill ran down his spine.
The bronze mirror is called the Space-Eating Mirror.
Like the Yuan Kong Mirror, it is one of the nine spiritual weapons of the Three Realms.
The Space-Eating Mirror can view the memory of any living being.
Of course, Wang Jian learned all this information from the memory of Tianming God.
No, of the thirty-six strategies, walking is the best strategy.
He had to escape quickly.
Wang Jian just had this idea in his mind.
He found that his body was enveloped by a soft yellow light.
Then, he felt that his eyes were black and he no longer had consciousness.
Wang Jian slowly opened his eyes, and the scene around him seemed familiar.
He was huddled against an asbestos tile.
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In front of him was a high courtyard wall, and behind him was a bamboo forest.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the courtyard wall, and the wall was covered with the shadows of speckled bamboo leaves.
Why is this so familiar?
Wang Jian's expression changed.
He wanted to stand up, but found that he was out of control, and his body was so huddled and motionless.
Although he maintained a squatting posture, Wang Jian could still see his body.
He found that his body seemed to have become smaller.
At this time, the voice of speaking came over.
"Where has Jian hidden?"
"Let's go back to the yard and look for it."
These were the voices of two children.
Although many years had passed, Wang Jian still heard them.
They were the voices of Big Fat and Monkey.
Is it possible that I have gone back to the past?
For a moment, Wang Jian's mind went blank.
Ten minutes later, Wang Jian found that his body suddenly started to move.
He stretched out his hand to push away the asbestos tiles and walked out.
In front of you is an alley with courtyard walls on both sides.
There is a courtyard gate in front.
The courtyard door is open, and you can vaguely see a large courtyard inside.
"Hey" an unknown bird call reached Wang Jian's ears.
His body turned back involuntarily At this time, Wang Jian also completely remembered that this was behind the compound where he lived when he was a child.
It was this time that he saw the soul of Grandpa Zhang while hiding, which was the beginning of seeing those unclean things.
No, I have to turn around "I can't turn around," Wang Jian screamed in his heart.
However, his body was not under his control at all and he turned directly around.
A hunched black figure stood on the courtyard wall.
The figure began to turn its head.
The next second, Grandpa Zhang's wrinkled and pale face clearly appeared in front of Wang Jian's eyes again.
And Wang Jian found that his body fell straight down.
The moment he fell, he saw a pair of huge black eyes looking at him in the sky.
After a long time, Wang Jian opened his eyes again, and the scene around him had changed.
There was a pond in front of him, and people were standing around.
These people were all clothed in cloth and shoes, and they all stared at the pond and seemed to be discussing something.
"Monkey, is this pond deep?"
Wang Jian found that a sentence suddenly came out of his body, and then he turned around uncontrollably and looked behind him.
There was a child standing behind him, who looked exactly like the monkey when he was a child.
He replied: "I don't know.
I don't remember anyone drowning in this pond."
"Why are you two little things running so fast?"
An old woman walked over.
For a moment, Wang Jianquan understood.
This is my own memory.
This is all my own memory.
That scolding spirit is using the Sky-eating Mirror to peek into my own memory.
I remember this place, this is the place where I saw a ghost for the second time, the resentful spirit named Ge Erhu.
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Sure enough, the moment he turned around, Wang Jian saw a child's head floating on the water.
As soon as the picture turned, the surrounding scene changed again.
In the dark old house, the monkey was sleeping on the bed.
Wang Jian got out of the bed and walked to the spittoon.
Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed his ankle.
In the main room of Houhou's family, the old Taoist priest was confronting the long-haired red-clothed evil spirit Wu Shizi.
Wang Jian was huddled behind the old Taoist priest, his head shrinking and not daring to move at all.
On the side of the road, Wang Jian watched helplessly as the resentful spirit of Matsushita Yoko pushed Zhang Wanbin into the middle of the road.
In Wang Jian's own room, Lin Qingqing cried to him On the road at night, a van passed through Wang Jian's body.
In the van, there was a green-faced old lady sitting.
In the villa area, the ghost baby chased Wang Jian closely, and Wang Jian ran with all his strength.
An Ying's home is full of resentful spirits with snarling teeth and claws.
Junning Haunted House, the evil ghost killed Xu Wei in front of Wang Jian Scenes from the past appeared so clearly in front of Wang Jian's eyes, like movie shots, replaying over and over again.
Time takes away everything and changes everything.
Bits and pieces of the past gradually blurred in Wang Jian's eyes, and disappeared in front of his eyes as tears spread.
The sky-devouring mirror in Chi Ling's hand made a loud noise and exploded, and Wang Jian's eyes opened immediately: