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At this moment, a strange voice appeared in Ah Ji's ear, it seemed male and not female, sometimes sharp and sometimes low, which made people instinctively dislike the moment they heard it, and only felt it was ear-piercing.

"You can't save Mother Li and Uncle Xin who Xiao Ji cares about. As the proud son of heaven, you are very powerless. Ah Ji, you are a useless piece of trash..."

"Don't you remember? You are just a little beggar who has lost his memory and has no one to rely on. You have won the love of your senior brother by acting coquettishly. Your life is easier."

"But without these loves, what are you? Oh, nothing! You can only watch innocent people die before your eyes, and you can only nest in this place to rot and grow maggots."

Ah Ji frowned, and searched around, but found nothing. It was futile to use his spiritual power to resist the attack of this voice.

The owner of the voice seemed very satisfied to see Ah Ji struggling and incompetent, and his tone gradually softened, like a gentle elder coaxing a disobedient child.

"Ah Ji, no, it's Xiao Ji, you are Xiao Ji, this child you cherish so much is your past life, you in the previous life were like mud, no matter how hard you tried to climb up, you couldn't climb up, and it's the same in this life. "

"So, what are you still struggling with? Isn't it painful, isn't it tired? It's better to let go of everything and just sink, than to continue to suffer soberly..."

"Put into my arms, give everything to me, and I will take you to a magical and beautiful place, where you will get happiness beyond imagination."

"If you refuse, you will be left here forever, repeating the most painful memories every day!"

The harsh but bloody words made Ah Ji clutch his chest in pain, recalling the scene of the tragic death of Mama Li and Uncle Xin, he parroted: "I, I am a useless piece of trash."

"I'm nothing. I'm just a helpless little beggar who only wants to please others. Without Senior Brother Li, I can't do anything..."

The system of the treacherous official who was accompanying Xiao Ji wholeheartedly seemed to be aware of it, looked at Ah Ji who was standing blankly aside, and ran over quickly when he sensed something was wrong with him.

"Ah Ji, Ah Ji, wake up..." The treacherous minister systematically put his hind legs on Ah Ji's body, trying to wake him up with dim eyes.

Ah Ji didn't respond, and after a long while, he knelt down with his head in his arms as if he was enduring a huge torment.

"I have nothing, I am nothing, I am just a waste, why bother to work hard, why persist, anyway, the final result will not change."

Seeing this, the treacherous minister's system "thumped" in his heart, knowing that Ah Ji had unknowingly been tricked by the illusion, fearing that the other party would give birth to a demon, so he immediately threw him down, trying to bite him awake.

A group of black shadows quietly appeared behind the treacherous official system, and there seemed to be a face smiling sinisterly, there was no need to struggle, Ah Ji's soul would soon be its own.

In the next second, Ah Ji, who was holding his head and twisted his face, and Xiao Ji, who sat up at some point, laughed at the same time.

Before the treacherous official system and Soi Ying reacted, Ah Ji and Xiao Ji merged into one in an instant, reached out and grabbed Soi Ying's neck with ease.

The black shadow couldn't resist, and stared at the young monk who suddenly changed in disbelief, "Why, how could it be?"

The treacherous official system relaxed his body when he saw Li Xiaoji's familiar smirk. He was the one who was thinking about it. How could Li Xiaoji be trapped by the so-called illusion?

Li Xiaoji, who briefly recovered his memory, stared at Heiying's eyes, sneered, and said, "Heh, you, a little phantom, still want to confuse me? But I don't know that I've been playing with you since the beginning, idiot!"

"From the very beginning..." The phantom was even more shocked. How could it be possible? It clearly trapped him and Yan Yuan in the illusion when Ah Ji was not paying attention, and it also targeted the memory deep in Ah Ji's soul.

In the end, this person told it that it entered his game at the very beginning, how is this possible?

Li Xiaoji continued to exert force, pinched the phantom's neck tightly, recited the mantra silently, directly removed the opponent's limbs, and tied it up with the soul-binding rope, making sure that it had no room to fight back, and then sat down on the spot.

And the surrounding environment also changed rapidly when Li Xiaoji controlled the phantom. In the blink of an eye, he and the treacherous minister system appeared on a green grassland.

The treacherous minister systematically walked to Li Xiaoji's side consciously, looked at his profile, had a lot to say, but swallowed it back in time.

There are so many people, who knows if something will happen to this little phantom?

Li Xiaoji patted the head of the treacherous official system, and said to the phantom who had shown his original form: "The so-called memories in the depths of the soul you see are actually my beautified memories, which never existed at all. "

"That's right, don't be surprised, because even the temperature you think you must hold on to is my imagination. My past has never had love and redemption."

"How can something that never happened affect me? How Li's mother died and how she lived has nothing to do with me, and so does Uncle Xin."

"By the way, don't you think there's anything wrong? Why are all the children in the orphanage positive and uplifting, without any trace of humanity?"

"Why is the whole story like a running account, smooth and smooth, even if there is a turning point, it is an old-fashioned plot that is not surprising?"

The phantom's expression changed with Li Xiaoji's narration, and at the end, it actually laughed out loud, nodding in resignation, it couldn't afford to lose.

"Okay, you won, and you won beautifully. I was careless. I forgot the basic principle that human memory can be faked."

"It's just that I've never seen such a realistic false memory before. It seems that your past must have been crueler. Otherwise, you wouldn't beautify it repeatedly, so that even I couldn't catch the flaw."

Li Xiaoji smiled, didn't continue to speak to explain the confusion, just nodded, patted the head of the treacherous official system, and remembered the memory that was dusty in the depths of his mind.

His past gathered the most real ugliness in the world, and he couldn't find any power of love. Mother Li never hugged the children in the orphanage, nor smiled softly.

She will only try her best to force the children to sell miserably, and if someone comes, she will ask for donations as much as possible. She will only go out to enjoy after getting the money, but she never cares about the life and death of the children who eat bad food every day.

Uncle Xin has never treated the children kindly, ranging from scolding to physical violence, and there is no child in the orphanage who has not been beaten by him.

Li Xiaoji was the one who was beaten the hardest. Because of his ugly appearance and inflexible body, unlike other children who can get money by selling misery, he was often beaten and scolded by Li's mother and Uncle Xin, and even kicked out.

Every time he was chased away, Li Xiaoji would hide in a nearby bridge hole for one night, and then go back in the daytime. If he had nothing to eat, he would go to the trash can to look for it. As long as he survived, he didn't care about losing his dignity.

The people around have never been warm-hearted and kind. Everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door and doesn't care about the frost on the roof of others. Even if the door is closed, who doesn't know what kind of life those children are living?
But they are not related to these children, and they can't take care of themselves, but they also take care of others. Isn't it stupid to cause trouble for themselves?

In the illusion, everything is fake, but the only real thing is the fire. Uncle Xin and Mama Li just got a donation, locked the door, and ran outside to enjoy it.

However, Li Xiaoji's face was festered due to the relapse of old injuries. Mother Li and Uncle Xin worried that he would scare those who intended to show love, so they drove him out to live in the bridge hole again, thinking that he would be abducted by others.

Little did he know that this act actually saved him from the terrible fire.

Get well soon, it's annoying to be sick...