After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

Chapter 340

He watched the ignorant young man deal with the other party, and after the other person left, he began to feel his chest, and unskillfully searched his schoolbag. He went back against the crowd to expand clues, went back to the community to greet the elderly and get close to them, and climbed up to the fourth floor opposite in the middle of the night to secretly check the scene.

The apprentice adapted much faster than he had imagined.

He followed his apprentice to feel the pulse of this world until the next morning in the breakfast shop, when the man in the blue and white school uniform looked at Yan Congzhi.

Yan Congzhi had seen those eyes.

In the illusion rising in the north.

That is him in this world.

The me called Meng Ting.

Meng Ting could see him, but pretended not to see him and turned away. The other party knew more than he did.

Those eyes, so dark that the pupils could not be seen, contained emotions that were difficult to express in words.

In the distance, the young man walked out of the breakfast shop. There was nothing special about his back. Only when you got closer could you see that the hand holding the bun was shaking constantly. The soy milk in the paper cup on the other hand was shaking back and forth. A few drops of soy milk flowed out of the edge of the cup, leaving light milky yellow wet marks.

Meng Ting waited too long, too long.

Finally, Ni Yangzhou arrived.

Now is not the time to reveal my feelings. Every time that person has something to do, I can't miss it again.

He should go on with his normal daily life.

Be lukewarm and wait for the other party to approach you.

Let the person carry out the task himself to reduce mistakes.

——It is more likely to complete those tasks.

Meng Ting came to the classroom and saw that the gangster student who had threatened him yesterday, "Don't bother me unless you have nothing to do," had turned into Ni Yangzhou with a clear look in his eyes.

He pulled the chair away with a "swish" and let Meng Ting in. He then waited for the other party to hesitate for a long time before calling out his name.

A feeling of enthusiasm emanated from the bottom of his heart. Meng Ting pretended to be calm and replied, but his hands were suppressed and he couldn't control the urge to grab the other person and hug him, but he knew he couldn't.

So he had no choice but to spin the poor fountain pen, spinning the pen flower over and over again.

Circle, circle, circle.

One more lap.

The fans in the classroom were whirring, stirring the stuffy air, and the students were reading aloud or reciting out of boredom, or whispering to each other.

The black mist floated above Ni Yangzhou's head, like an observer detached from the world.

He looked at the constant attention in Meng Ting's eyes and eyebrows, as well as the emotions that were revealed actively.

Meng Ting is like a calm and silent prisoner, quietly staying in the cage he has woven, looking at the past that is still free, as if saying:

No doubt, this is your future self.

You who love him so much that you can't help yourself.

Yan Congzhi deliberately ignored his future self who was following his apprentice like a ghost, and focused on following Ni Yangzhou in search of clues, watching his apprentice still be full of ambition and energy in a world without him.

He saw that even without his protection, his disciple could overcome any obstacle and pass any level he encountered.

Ni Yangzhou is just like this, strong, brave, intelligent and kind.

Shining brightly.

Yan Congzhi looked at the figure leaping high on the basketball. Just like the world he had just come from, the two figures gradually overlapped.

That was his apprentice who practiced sword in the yard, the student who smiled at him on the hospital bed, and Ni Yangzhou who was trying desperately to break the impasse in this secular world.

Different school, different basketball court, different teammates, different faces.

But they are all the same Niyangzhou.

Yan Congzhi floated in the air, the wind and light passed through him and fell on his face. Fine dust slowly flew up, like the wind blowing across the grass in the wilderness. Every thriving plant was looking forward to his attention.

Meng Ting stopped in the corner in the distance, his eyes filled with love that could not be separated by distance.

Yan Congzhi suddenly woke up in the wind.

Falling in love with this person is his fate that will be repeated no matter how many worlds he passes through.

Be it your past, present, or future self.

The knot that had been tangled for so long was untied in just a moment. Gray Shadow looked at the figure running on the basketball court with lingering eyes and took the initiative to find Master Meng Ling's grave.

The tomb contains the last words left by Meng Kelan when he died, asking him to use the spiritual power stored in the green jade to open the gap between all things, return to his original world, and stay away from here.

“Now that you have resolved your doubts, don’t make the same mistakes again.”

Meng Kelan wrote the words of his ancestors passed down from generation to generation neatly and beautifully, word for word, but the gray fog held the paper for a long time, unwilling to leave.

Ni Yangzhou and he were both from the Minghong Sect, but were tied to different paths.

When he goes out, he will return to the North Territory, enter the next bubble, continue to the next small world, and complete the will of the world.

But Ni Yangzhou is not like that. He has his mission. Since entering the world with Sang Shulan as the protagonist, he has a mission different from his own.

He has his own heavenly constraints.

Gray Mist silently brought the green jade back to Meng Ting's poor home and injected it into his own memory. However, because of the mortal soul entering another realm, the memory was not complete.

He left behind every memory of his time with his apprentice, leaving only his incomplete soul wandering outside.

While wandering, he saw an orange cat that had just started practicing, but was nearly dead after being bitten by a snake. He then used a bit of his soul to save it, and only told the cat to protect one person.

His soul was incomplete and he no longer knew the past or present. He only knew that he could not leave, and he could not leave yet.

Gray Wu saw that he still failed to protect him, and saw his apprentice being killed and possessed by a paper man. He never dared to approach him again, for fear of exposing his whereabouts and affecting his apprentice's mission.

Just follow, follow from a distance.

Finally, the day came when even the apprentice had to leave.

In the dilapidated courtyard, the light flickered, and Ni Yangzhou's figure was like an illusory electronic illusion, flashing a few times in the air and solidifying his body.

Wearing the white and blue school uniform, hugging the tearful person, saying:

"Meng Ting, forget me."

In an instant, the gray fog resonated with Meng Ting's soul, and the same words echoed in his heart:

"… Impossible, I will find you again."

"I will find you again."

Meng Ting's arms felt empty, and his whole body felt like a bag with a spine removed. He stared up at the sky with empty eyes.

The Crack of All Things opened without any warning, but it was not exactly the same as what I had seen before. In the crack was a huge canopy of books, with no end in sight and no bottom in sight.

Ni Yangzhou has disappeared.

Meng Ting could not see the crack, but he could see the stagnant gray fog in the air. He spoke hoarsely:

"Go find him."

"Go find him."

"go with!"

"try to find!"

"he!"

Gray Fog seemed to be hit by a blow on the head and woke up briefly. He rushed forward, but was bounced back by the blue light screen.

Mechanical and electronic sound:

[No one who is not the task host in my system is allowed to enter. 】

Gray Mist stopped on the spot and said anxiously:

"That's my apprentice, I want to be with him."

"...I can pay any price to exchange it."

【exchange……】

The voice hesitated for a while, as if retrieving information, and then said:

[Your world's Dao body has plenty of spiritual energy. Are you willing to use this to exchange? ]

Gray Mist looked at the figure that was suspended in the air in the crack and had not yet awakened:

"I am willing."

The light blue light completed the contract and collected the energy with great satisfaction. Suddenly, it turned around to look at the host who had just woken up. The system felt a little guilty and suddenly grabbed the soul.

[The contract between you and me can only guarantee that you and him will appear in the same world, but you will still be a mortal. This system has always been fair and honest, so I am willing to give you a few more chances to let you put the token in each world. The high-level energy attached to the green jade will dissipate and decrease in turn, and I will help you replenish some more.

But there is a price to pay. The replenished spiritual energy is extracted from each world, and the body it inhabits will be incomplete. It is up to you to decide whether to accept it or not...】

"Thank you, I need it."

We need more methods to provide an extra layer of protection for that person.

The gray fog slowly melted into the gap between all things. The intertwined world lines split and unfolded. The gray fog struggled to seep into the next crack, casting a miniature of the jade pendant at the point in time of solidification, but it itself gradually dissipated like catkins in the wind.

Thousands of disordered cracks were eliminated, and a few gaps flashing green light came together.

In a trance, I seemed to see the white-haired old man again. He had a kind face, but his brows were slightly frowned and he sighed softly.

He said, "Watch the border, watch the border."

"Master will help you one last time."

The gray fog thanked from afar, and as its soul was about to disperse, it plunged into one of the rifts.

The old ancestor looked at the scenery in the crack, raised his hand to repair the soul, and made a seal. He called Yuan Jia, who was playing chess with his apprentice in the Divine Palace, and asked him to go down and help the master who was having trouble overcoming the emotional tribulation.

Cheng Wang, who heard the whole story, kowtowed and begged for mercy, and finally got to follow his unreliable master down as he wished.

In the second world, a person with no memories was born, completely unaware that his fate of waiting for that person once again had begun.

103 was very pleased with himself for having run a business that was guaranteed to make a profit, and happily took care of the host who had just completed his first world.

In response to the call from 103, Ni Yangzhou finally regained consciousness with tears in his eyes.

The chains of fate intersect at this point, the cycles are tightly linked, and the two people's trajectories converge.

It has become a deep scar that is difficult to undo.