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

Chapter 268

The fragment with smooth edges was handed to Yan Congzhi, but was not taken away immediately. Ni Yangzhou's excitement gradually subsided as time passed, and the bony hand finally reached out and took away the last piece.

The young man's expression was somewhat frozen.

Why hesitate?

Yan Cong held most of the repaired fragments in one hand and the last piece in the other. The two parts that attracted and responded to each other were very close to each other and were jumping and struggling wildly. Tiny air currents were spinning in the palms of his hands and turned into sharp blades of wind. But within a few seconds, the man's hands had begun to bleed.

Ni Yangzhou was stunned and asked:

"Master, is there something wrong?"

Yan Congzhi's gaze fell on the bronze mirrors in his hands. What surged in his mind like a torrent was not his own countless faces reflected in the mirror, but the face of the young man lying in a pool of blood.

Pale and lifeless, its hair was spread all over the ground, stuck together by the sticky blood.

The eyes were gently closed, dark red raindrops slid down from the brow bones, and a pool of blood gathered in the eye sockets.

That was his young apprentice, who had been with him for ten years and who had not yet had the chance to perform the ceremony of coming of age.

"you……"

Yan Congzhi raised his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him, whose eyes were bright even though he looked tired.

Ni Yangzhou waited silently for the second half of the sentence.

Was it a revelation? Was it a suspicion? Or was it a response to me?

Yan Congzhi looked at that face, knowing that nothing could be changed, but still said in vain:

"Don't go to the North."

Ni Yangzhou was full of questions:

"what?"

The man fell silent, letting the blood drip down his fingertips and soak into the dry soil.

After a while, another hoarse voice came:

"Don't save me."

Ni Yangzhou stopped asking and just looked at the opposite side.

The man raised his head and their eyes met. Ni Yangzhou saw the pupils in the other's eyes as dark as the night.

Yan Congzhi opened his lips and seemed to be muttering to himself.

"What's the point of telling you in the future?"

Ni Yangzhou felt as if he had been hit on the head. The other party's words struck his mind like lightning, but they were like the light on the lonely sea, extremely bright, but fleeting, unable to illuminate all the unknown darkness.

Ni Yangzhou heard himself asking intermittently:

"Do you know... who I am?"

"My future self..."

"'I' is the future me?"

"What will happen later..."

"Could it be that……"

Ni Yangzhou couldn't help but reach out to grab the other's shoulder, but before his hand reached out, the man looked into his eyes and put the broken pieces in his hands together.

Suddenly, the light was so bright that the whole world was filled with scorching brightness. The green starlight scattered from the bronze mirror and gathered into a galaxy, flowing into the emerald green pendant on the young man's chest.

Ni Yangzhou closed his eyes subconsciously because of the light, but reluctantly tried to open them. When his hands were groping in the air, that cold hand came over and grabbed the young man's sleeve and forearm.

A whisper reached Ni Yangzhou's ears, like a memory spoken to someone unknown.

That person said something that little Qi Yi had heard before:

"……Feel sorry."

"I'm late."

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When Ni Yangzhou woke up again, he returned to the small bamboo house on the Bise Peak.

There was a sound in the house. The young man turned his head to look over, but saw Hongying supporting her chin with one hand and rolling up the bamboo leaves outside the house with the slender fingers of the other hand in a daze.

"...Hongying."

Ni Yangzhou didn't understand why he looked at the ancient mirror and when he woke up he found himself back in the Minghong Sect where he had not been for more than eight years.

"Ah, I'm here, Yangzhou, you're awake."

Hongying was interrupted from her reverie by the call, and she walked over with her skirt flying and a smile on her face.

"This is so familiar. I said the same thing to you in the bronze mirror. Do you remember?"

Ni Yangzhou was stunned?

"What bronze mirror?"

Hongying smiled and said, "You just woke up, and I'm afraid you haven't reacted yet. We were sucked into the illusion by the mirror. I... lived for several lifetimes in there, but I found many interesting memories."

She had been a tree for a thousand years and thought that she had always been born from a tree. The bronze mirror had some magical power that allowed her to see her past lives as a tree. She had been a butterfly, a fish, a merchant's daughter, and a soldier fighting for her country.

In her previous life, she died a tragic death. As a small leader, her head was cut off as a sacrifice. The enemy on the opposite side had a soldier who was ignored by everyone. Seeing her loyalty, he found her body and left it intact.

The dark-faced soldier had the face of Master Haoping when he was young.

Hongying herself felt that although the road of love was bumpy, it was finally destined. She was in a good mood at the moment and did not notice the confused face of the young man.

Ni Yangzhou carefully felt that apart from his hoarse throat, there was nothing unusual about his body. As for his past life and reincarnation, he had no memory of it at all.

"Then...how did we get out?"

Hongying pointed outside the bamboo house. A child with an immortal look was standing in the yard. It was Cheng Wang who was waiting obediently and refused to go into the house. "Take the letter to Master Guanmiao. Master Guanmiao brought us back."

Ni Yangzhou nodded hesitantly, wrote it down first, and got up: "I will go to thank Master Cheng Wang and Master Guan Mi."

"Let's go later." Hongying raised her pink nails: "Guan Mi, Hao Ping, and Master Feng Lan have all gone to the northern border. I don't know what they are busy with. Let's talk about it when they come back."

Seeing that the young man was not seriously injured, Hongying stopped standing by and watched. She was busy going back to Chilian Peak to water the plants.

"Yangzhou, I will come to see you tomorrow. Miaomiaobao is still waiting for me. The barrier on the peak has been removed with great difficulty. When I finish my work in the fields, I will bring you some magical herbs from my private collection to replenish your body."

Ni Yangzhou had a worried look on his face, but seeing that his friend was in a good mood at the moment, he did not show it. He just nodded, and suddenly remembered something, and took out a pig leg from his storage ring: "Please help me take it to Miaomiaobao. It's been a long time since I last owed it to him."

Hongying smiled: "He will definitely be very happy."

The girl walked out of the door with a relaxed look, and when she got to the yard, she patted Cheng Wang's head like she was teasing a cat or a dog. The little Taoist boy bowed to avoid Hongying's hand, but the next second his arms were filled with magical herbs that were just right for the foundation-building level.

Ni Yangzhou also followed him out of the door. The Bi Se Peak was the same as usual, with a gentle breeze, sparse bamboo shadows, and no master.

The young man walked up to Cheng Wang and thanked him solemnly. The skinny boy from the past now had some flesh on his cheeks, but he still had a serious face and endured it stiffly and uncomfortably.

Ni Yangzhou looked at the empty scenery on the Bi Se Peak and said to Cheng Wang, "I will go back with you to report. Where is your master Yuan Jia imprisoned in seclusion?"