Gu Jin turned his head, followed the hand on his arm, and looked at Ling Qiong in puzzlement.
Ling Qiong's handsome face was complicated, as if she had a thousand words to say to her.
"What's wrong?" Gu Jin asked in confusion.
Ling Qiong pulled him to him, with a solemn and serious voice: "No matter what you see when you go in, you have to remember that some things may not be true, follow your heart and don't lose yourself."
This is really strange.
Gu Jinxiu frowned slightly, then let go, she smiled casually: "Your words are so strange, I haven't entered yet, but you seem to know what will happen inside."
Ling Qiong did not refute, and stared at Gu Jin closely with a pair of deep and serious eyes: "Remember, if you really want to save An Mingji, you must follow your heart."
"Is there any more?" Gu Jin said lightly.
She was sure now that Ling Qiong must know something.
"I'll wait for you to come out."
Ling Qiong didn't say anything more, he slowly let go of Gu Jin's hand.
His exquisite and monstrous face seemed to be covered with a veil of mystery, which made Gu Jin feel even more incomprehensible.
Judging from what Ling Qiong said, there must be traces of An Mingji in Gu Jin's room.
This made her eager to step into the room.
This time, Ling Qiong did not go in with her, but stood outside the door.
The dilapidated house has no traces of people living in it, and there is nothing in it except dilapidated tables and chairs
Gu Jin, Ai Lun, Linda and others went around the house, but found nothing.
Because of Ling Qiong's instructions before, Gu Jin felt that there were already traces of An Mingji's soul and seven souls here.
Reluctantly, she searched again, this time more carefully.
Standing in the spacious room, Gu Jin was suddenly attracted by the words on the wall.
It is a modern oil painting, dirty, if you don't look carefully, you can't tell it apart.
Gu Jin was attracted by it, and walked slowly to the oil painting.
Looking at the blurred shadows in the oil painting, she uncontrollably took out a clean veil and gently wiped the dust on the oil painting.
Standing outside the door, Ling Qiong's eyes moved slightly, and the corners of his lips were slightly pursed.
Immediately, all the emotions in his eyes disappeared, becoming calm, without joy or sadness, without any emotion at all.
He just looked at Gu Jin in the room quietly, and carefully wiped the oil painting on the wall.
Gu Jin wiped the oil painting clean, only to find that it was an oil painting of the back of a man sitting in a wheelchair.
Seeing the original appearance of the oil painting clearly, her pupils shrank suddenly, and her exquisite face showed shock and inconceivability.
This is clearly An Mingji from his previous life.
Although it was just a back view, Gu Jin could tell it at a glance.
In the previous life, after she died, An Mingji took away her body, and the soul of her remains by his side, watching him avenge her.
She has seen the back view of the other party sitting in the wheelchair countless times, and she can never be wrong.
It's just, why in this life, in the uninhabited area of Kunlun Death Valley, there is an oil painting of An Mingji's previous life hanging here.
Gu Jin couldn't figure it out, her heart couldn't stop sinking, as if she had fallen into a strange circle, and she felt an infinite sense of panic.
She was obviously reborn, she changed a lot of things in this life, why there are traces of the previous life in this life.
Could it be that some things are doomed to be unchangeable, Xiaoan's current experience is a violation of some rules, that's why she went through all this.
Gu Jin shook her head vigorously, no!
How could the fate of her and Xiao An be so controlled.
If she still has to go on revolving around the fate of her previous life, then what's the point of her rebirth!