Chapter 142: Memories II(1/2)
Jiang Yan had a dream, which was long and had a huge amount of information.
It made him almost lose himself.
Countless people cried with ferocious expressions, shouted, and seemed to be saying something.
Jiang Yan could only hear a word.
The dream was long, but it was very vague, with only the last one, which impressed him.
In this dream, he seemed to be the woman in the dream.
Immersive.
Inside the bright hall.
The girl knelt on one knee, she raised her head slightly and her lips were pursed tightly.
She stared at the old man in front of her, with a firm and persistent look.
"Grandpa, I am also a member of the Shi family. Now I am like my eldest brother, second brother... twenty-second brother, and I have been promoted to martial arts. I have been a martial artist at the peak of martial arts. I want to get the skills of the Body Refining Realm."
The old man is already very old and full of wrinkles. He looked at the stubborn girl in front of him, smiled slightly, and said softly, "Xiao Qing'er, you are a woman. How tired you are in your martial arts learning. When you get older, I will find you a good husband's family. Wouldn't it be good?"
"don't want!"
The girl is stubborn, "I also have the blood of the ancestors of the Shi family. I can sacrifice everything for the family,
Instead of just finding a man to marry and living your life casually."
"Silly kid, how happy it is to live a good life!" The old man stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the girl's head, "Xiao Qing'er... Since you insisted."
"I can give you the martial arts, but you have to promise me one thing."
"What? I won't get married."
"Haha...of course not. I want to arrange something for you to do. Go to Lidu. There is a family business there. I hope you can take care of it."
"Thank you grandpa!" The girl suddenly laughed and hurriedly ran behind the old man to pinch his shoulders.
It took a while before she left.
The picture changes.
A tall and cold-faced woman is now on a tall building.
She looked at the huge house in front of her indifferently.
"This was my home once." She murmured softly.
"But where have my family been?"
"They are all dead."
A drop of clear tears fell.
She slowly pulled out the sword, and a decisive color appeared in her eyes.
"Do you just want to die so easily? Don't you want to avenge your revenge?"
"Tsk tsk, think about your relatives, they died one by one, and the only direct bloodline is also intended to die so meaningless and without any value. It's so sad and pitiful."
A voice suddenly came behind her and suddenly remembered it.
She turned around and looked at the man wearing a white wolf-headed mask sitting on a chair.
"Who are you?"
"I am?"
The man chuckled softly, "I am the one who can help you get revenge."
"What do I need to give? Is my body?" she asked.
"No! Of course not!"
The man stared at her carefully, "I want you to give everything!"
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Swish!
Golden sunlight shone into the house.
Jiang Yan slowly opened his eyes and felt a splitting headache. He felt as if his head had been disassembled several times.
"This time, it's too reckless..."
He had never encountered such a situation, and the absorption of strange values would even be mixed with some emotions.
"So, what exactly is that piece of metal?"
Now there is no way to know the answer to this question. After absorbing the weird value, the metal fragments have turned into dust.
He decided that when encountering something like this in the future and absorbing strange values, he must be more cautious.
"But it's not without benefits. If... the last memory is true." Jiang Yan's eyes were bright.
Most of his dreams are like a browsing and vague, but in the last dream, he became the woman in the dream.
This dream is very clear and real.
Qingsong Yixin Zhengong, the blood sacrifice ceremony, eliminates some indifferent emotions, Jiang Yan can basically sort out, only these two memories are the most complete and clearest.
Qingsong Yiyi Zhengong, the method of martial arts practice in the body refining realm, and the blood sacrifice ceremony, this thing was used by the evil god apostle, and it was meaningless to Jiang Yan.
"If this technique can be practiced...will I not..."
Thinking of this, Jiang Yan quickly opened the martial arts modifier and checked it out directly.
Character: Jiang Yan
Practice: Qingsong Yiyi Zhengong
Level: Four layers
Status: Not started
Improve (can)/deduce (no)
Weird value: 160
Uh-huh?
Jiang Yan immediately widened his eyes and his expression quickly became dull.
It’s already very gratifying to practice the martial arts. Why are there so many weird values?
What exactly is that little metal fragment?
"Next time, if there is another time, I can still encounter such a good thing. Even if I explode my head, I have to absorb the weird value first."
At this moment, Jiang Yan felt that it was worth it for him to suffer.
Without pain, you will not experience happiness.
Without double pain, there will be no double happiness.
"Then let's improve, I can't wait for a moment. Body Refining Realm, I'm here!"
Martial Arts Modifier, mention...
Swish!
Suddenly, the curtain in the bedroom was gently lifted up, and a soft palm stretched out.
Immediately afterwards, a little head poked out, "Ah! Brother Jiang, you are awake!"
This is a cheerful voice of a girl.
"Xiao He'er, wait, I'll get up now."
Jiang Yan responded helplessly and could only improve his martial arts again in a while.
"Hey, why did I get back to the house? Why didn't I have any impression of it?"
He suddenly realized that Xiao He'er came to see him early, for a reason, especially the sentence, "Brother Jiang, you're awake."
It's very telling.
"Well... it seems that I owe a favor to someone." He was very clear and guessed the follow-up of his fainting last night. Of course, he would never guess some things.
"But, how should I pay it back? Unfortunately, Xiao Heer's father sells stinky tofu. Most people really can't eat this thing, otherwise I can find some buyer for him." Jiang Yan shook his head, "Forget it, think about it slowly."
He got up and found a new dress, tied his hair up, and walked out.
In the yard, Xiao He'er was sitting quietly on the small table, and there was a large food box on the table.
This girl has delicate appearance and fair skin. Among the girls of the same age nearby, she is also one of the most beautiful ones.
On weekdays, many young people deliberately pass by here.
After filling in a basin of water, Jiang Yan washed carefully, then came to the table and sat down.
To be continued...