"A Jin?! 1
Lin Qiye stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar face, standing there like a sculpture.
It’s so similar, it’s so similar, no, this is no longer a question of resemblance, this is exactly Ah Jin when he grows up!
At this moment, Lin Qiye's thoughts seemed to have returned to Cangnan, that small and cramped house that had been with him for more than ten years.
The early morning sunshine fell on the floor. Amidst the aroma of the food, he opened the door and saw his aunt standing at the door of the kitchen holding steaming dishes. Ah Jin was sitting at the dining table, bending down and stroking the lazily yawning head. Little Hei Le
The face of his younger brother Ajin 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 man in silver robe has a deeper temperament and his eyes are sharper than A Jin's. He seems to be a battle-hardened general. A casual glance can give people a huge sense of oppression.
"A Jin?" The silver-robed man frowned slightly when he heard these two words.
"You have mistaken the person. I am Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun, Yang Jian."
Yang Jian
Yang Jin
Lin Qiye was slightly stunned. The next moment, he seemed to realize something, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
In the sky above Cangnan, the silver-robed figure came from the mortal world; the roaring dog that looked like a little black man that killed the Nordic giant Kraken; the disciples who troubled him to take care of, according to Master Yuding, deserved to die. He should have thought of it earlier!
Yang Jian and Roaring Dog, A Jin and Xiao Hei Le.
The word "Jian" means "Zhige", which means "Jin".
From the beginning to the end, his cousin A Jin, who has been with him for more than ten years, and the black mangy dog picked up from the roadside are the Erlang God and the Roaring Dog of Daxia who 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 has not thought about it at all. After all, who would have thought that the legendary Erlang True Lord Yang Jian would be reincarnated as My own cousin
Lin Qiye stared blankly at Yang Jian in front of him, his eyes showing longing uncontrollably.
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out. He just shook his head and said bitterly:
"Sorry, I got the wrong person."
Yang Jian looked at Lin Qiye's shimmering eyes and his long sword-like eyebrows, and frowned slightly.
Lin Qiye sat down on the seat next to Yang Jian and fell into silence.
In the lively and noisy banquet hall, the two of them just sat together in silence, without saying a word, and they were incompatible with the surrounding environment.
After an unknown amount of time, Yang Jian took the initiative to break the silence.
"Are you that monkey's apprentice?"
"no."
Lin Qiye said calmly without any hesitation.
Upon hearing these two words, Yang Jian's hand reaching for the cup suddenly stopped in the air.
"But 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 have touched a piece of nothingness, directly passing through Through 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 more tightly: "I'm not your brother, I don't even know you."
"It will be in the future."
Nostalgic scenes flashed through Lin Qiye's mind one after another, and a gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Inexplicable." Yang Jian stared at Lin Qiye for a long time and then looked away.
For some reason, looking into Lin Qiye's eyes, his calm state of mind suddenly had a ripple.
It's strange that I clearly don't recognize him.
Yang Jian was silent for a moment and continued to ask: "Since you are not the monkey's apprentice, why did you pretend to be this identity and sneak into the Peach Festival? Why do you appear here?"
"I don't know why you are here." Lin Qiye paused and looked at his hands with a complicated expression:
"I am clearly here, but not here. I am like a bystander who accidentally entered this place. Nothing can be changed. Perhaps the only meaning of my existence is to witness this history that once existed."
After hearing this, Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly and was about to say something, but he suddenly froze in place.
"Witness" he muttered.
As if he 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 there was nothing, and little bits of light shattered at the junction of the two, as if they had touched a taboo shadow and disappeared without a trace.
Yang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Kunlun mirror?" He asked in surprise, turned his head quickly, his eyes fixed on the ancient bronze mirror hanging on the head of the Queen Mother of the West in the center of Yaochi.
"I see"
"What's wrong?"
Yang Jian turned his head and gave Lin Qiye a complicated look, "It seems that you really don't belong to this time."
Lin Qiye's heart skipped a beat when he heard these words, "Did you find out?"
"Although I am sitting next to you, I can't touch you, which means that we are not face to face in the true sense." Yang Jian stretched out his hand and pointed at the distance between Lin Qiye and him, "There is already a gap between us. With endless years and time.”
Seeing Yang Jian reveal the truth with one word, Lin Qiye became even more curious.
"But how exactly is this done?"
"It's the Kunlun Mirror." Yang Jian pointed to the ancient bronze mirror hanging high in the distance and said, "The Kunlun Mirror itself is a magic weapon with the power of time. It changes our appearance, magic power, and even thinking. All the methods are reproduced, it takes the initiative to intercept this historical silhouette, travels through endless time, and presents it before your eyes."
"Kunlun Mirror?" Lin Qiye raised his head and looked at the Kunlun Mirror, with shock in his eyes.
So, all these time silhouettes come from that artifact
But why
Why did it go out of its way to record this period of time and replay it in Kunlun Void
"It can even record your way of thinking?" Lin Qiye looked around, "No wonder you are just silhouettes, but you can react differently to my appearance."
"This is the power of the Kunlun Mirror." Yang Jian said slowly, "Under its illumination, everything in the world is invisible. No matter how secret your inner thoughts are, they will be penetrated by it and gradually deduced. Simulation can completely replicate most of existence
of course there are exceptions. "
Yang Jian raised his head and glanced at the three vacant seats towering above the Queen Mother of the West's seat.
"There are some supreme beings that even the Kunlun Mirror cannot record."
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