doom master

The one who knows you best is always yourself.

Knowing that he was going to kill his past and future self, Yan Chengjiu breathed a sigh of relief.

For Yan Chengjiu, killing two "selves" is not difficult.He was originally a person who would sacrifice for others. If possible, the knife that slashed at the enemy could also be slashed at himself.

Yan Chengjiu stood on the street, and gradually began to recall the direction of his home.

He is going to find another "he".

Yan Chengjiu's face was relaxed, and he didn't seem to be at a loss for Liu Wuwei's words. This kind of expression fell into the eyes of everyone in the Time Legion, and it was a bit intriguing.

Could it be that Yan Chengjiu didn't understand what they meant, the one they wanted Yan Chengjiu to kill was himself.

It is impossible for ordinary people to be so calm and composed, so at least they should struggle a little bit.

"Hmph, you really are a violent maniac." Liu Wuwei choked out a sentence.

"There's nothing wrong with that, he can control himself." Qian Jiadeng couldn't help but say something.

"Commander, where are you from?"

"...I won't say anything, just keep watching." Qian Jiadeng coughed, and stopped stimulating the poor nerves of the group members.

The members of the Time Legion are also very helpless. How can they rest assured that the leader is so uneasy?Now it is borrowing the general's heart, who knows what else will be borrowed in the future?It is uncertain when their leader will directly defeat the entire Time Corps!

Yan Chengjiu followed his memory back to his home, hesitantly standing at the door.

The appearance of this home seems to be somewhat different from his memory.

How is it different?

"Brother, who are you looking for?" A childish voice came from below.

When Yan Chengjiu heard this voice, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.He lowered his head, glanced down, and saw a four or five-year-old boy holding two books in his hands, looking at him suspiciously.

This... is this himself?

Yan Chengjiu opened his eyes wide, almost in disbelief.

But Yan Chengjiu's facial features haven't changed much from childhood to adulthood, so it's not difficult at all to recognize himself.

And he also remembered the two books in the boy's hand very clearly.

The two storybooks were his childhood "friends."

Yan Chengjiu, who is four and a half years old, has not formally started to practice martial arts. Every night, his grandfather would secretly stretch his tendons.But this period of time was also Yan Zhiyi's busiest period of time, and he hardly saw his grandfather during the day.

At this time, the only way to kill a long day is to buy a few more story books.

"I... I went wrong." Yan Chengjiu took two steps back.

He could kill "myself" without changing his face, but he couldn't do it with a six-year-old "myself".

"Brother, you don't seem to be feeling well. Shall I find a doctor for you?" The little [Yan Chengjiu] saw the pale face of the young man in front of him, so he couldn't help asking.

I don't know what's going on, [Yan Chengjiu] always feels very kind when he sees this brother.This kind of intimacy is deeper than those brothers and sisters, and it also made [Yan Chengjiu] ask this person a few more questions.

"No, there's no need." Yan Chengjiu almost ran away in despair.

Running and running, Yan Chengjiu turned his head again and saw "myself" open the door and walk in.

At night, Yan Chengjiu didn't know what he thought of, so he returned home and sneaked in.

Although there are various organs arranged at home, to Yan Chengjiu, it is the same as not having one.

He saw his grandfather sneaking into his room at night, teaching him the exercises, pulling up the quilt again and again, tidying up the messy room before leaving.

He saw that "self" seemed to write something in the newly bought storybook before going to sleep, and there were also folded corners in the storybook.

Yan Chengjiu opened the storybook and found that "I" had painted a few strokes on the illustrations in the storybook.

The two strokes that were painted out were the prince's parents, the king and the queen.

The next day, when [Yan Chengjiu] woke up, he heard a continuous knocking sound coming from outside the window.

[Yan Chengjiu] After thinking about it, he secretly held the communicator, and then carefully opened the window.

"Here you are." Yan Chengjiu directly threw a wooden castle to "myself", and there were many small animals in the castle, living happily together around the princess and prince inside.

"It's...it's you." [Yan Chengjiu] obviously recognized who this person was, "How did you get in?"

"Don't worry, if I want to catch you, you won't be able to hide." Yan Chengjiu knew that "I" was wary, "I'm not feeling well recently, so I want to stay at your house for a few days."

"I, I'll ask grandpa." [Yan Chengjiu] is a good boy, so naturally he can't let strangers in at will.

"You don't need to tell him." Yan Chengjiu smiled, "Your grandfather has been very busy and tired recently, you are a good boy, you should know not to cause trouble for him. I'm just here to rest and won't stay for long. I'm not a bad person, don't worry."

After finishing speaking, Yan Chengjiu's figure disappeared in place, and when [Yan Chengjiu] turned around, he found that the other party had already sat on his bed.

"Then...then don't do bad things." [Yan Chengjiu] thought for a while, but still acquiesced to Yan Chengjiu's visit, "My grandfather is very powerful."

"Of course your grandfather is amazing." Yan Chengjiu smiled and said, "Don't you like this wooden castle?"

[Yan Chengjiu] quickly hugged the castle tightly, "I...I like it."

"Then take it as my rent." Yan Chengjiu said bluntly, "I'm hungry, can you give me something to eat?"

"I... There are snacks under my bed, you can take them." [Yan Chengjiu] blushed, and said slowly, "The food outside is bought by grandpa, if you eat it, grandpa will find out."

Yan Chengjiu was slightly taken aback, when did he hide snacks?

He bent down and pulled out a small box from under the bed.

This small box contains all kinds of snacks and some odds and ends.

Oh, by the way, he seems to have a little impression.

Yan Chengjiu rubbed the back of his head, a little speechless.Although he couldn't remember how he hid these things, he thought that his grandfather knew about it, but he didn't say it all the time.

That's the bad thing about seeing your past self.

"This is my treasure chest." [Yan Chengjiu] raised his head and chest, and said proudly: "I will bury it in the ground, draw a treasure map, divide it into nine parts and put it in different places, there will be many treasure chests. People are here to hunt for treasure."

……puff!

Yan Chengjiu felt his face was burning hot.

I must have read too many storybooks, so I have such an idea.

"Just... just these snacks and toys?" Yan Chengjiu couldn't help asking, "Is there nothing else?"

"These are all my treasures." [Yan Chengjiu] was a little annoyed, "I won't bury some of them. This magic necklace of mine contains powerful power. In the future, if princes who hunt for treasures come and wear it, they will be able to obtain I will not give you the power to defeat the witch!"

Yan Chengjiu's head was almost lowered into the dust.

This...is this really him?

No no no, absolutely impossible.

How could he say such shameful words before?

Not necessarily.

He didn't have many friends when he was a child, and it was rare for someone to come, so he definitely wanted to show off.

After all, no matter how it is, this is just a four and a half year old kid.

Yan Chengjiu didn't know how many secrets he would have to hear from "myself" if he stayed with "myself", so he quickly found an excuse and ran away.

This is really easy to understand.

It's like many people learned to play various roles on TV or storybooks when they were young, and were finally photographed.When I grow up and see it again, I just want to destroy this photo.In the eyes of adults, it is childlike, but in my own eyes, it is clearly black history.

But what Yan Chengjiu experienced now is even more terrifying.

He witnessed his "black history" with his own eyes.

Yan Chengjiu thought about it, and couldn't help laughing.

His memories of his childhood are actually a little fuzzy.

The memory before practicing martial arts is not too good, because my grandfather is in the start-up period of his career, he is very busy and tired, and many people stare at them.At this time, [Yan Chengjiu] naturally couldn't go out casually, and he hardly had any friends.After he started practicing martial arts, the days became regular and repeated.

Until now, Yan Chengjiu seldom recalls his childhood.

Memories are like a mess.It looked like a no-brainer at first, but once you find the thread, you can reorganize it very clearly.

Yan Chengjiu recalled the bits and pieces in his mind, only then realized that he could still remember, and was even more surprised that his childhood was not so pale.At least, in his limited memory, he can still find many interesting places, and he has many happy memories.

He walked through the shops he used to frequent according to his memory, and even sat on the familiar park swing.In the evening, I even went to the former site of the Guwu Academy to see that there were so many people that I could barely see my grandfather.

For people of this era, the power of ancient martial arts without any restrictions is obviously very attractive.

Yan Chengjiu sighed, and finally began to struggle.

He didn't know if he could attack a four and a half year old child, even if he knew it was him, it still made him feel familiar.

so unfamiliar.

When he went back again, Yan Chengjiu found that the road in front of him had changed again.

The road is still the same road, but the surrounding scenes have become unconventional, almost making him unable to react.

Yan Chengjiu's heart skipped a beat, and he started to run quickly.

When he came to the house in his memory, he found that the house was much older, and there were even many flowers and plants in it.

These flowers and plants are growing very well, and some slight changes have been made to the structure of the house. These changes are more in line with Yan Chengjiu's preferences.If it was me, I would probably choose to renovate my house in this way.

No, that alone isn't surprising enough.

What made Yan Chengjiu feel unbelievable was the person inside who was watering the flowers and plants.

The man had gray hair, and although his face was rosy, his body was very tough.Although it can be seen that he is getting older, his body is still tall and straight. This kind of spirit is definitely not something that ordinary people can have.From Yan Chengjiu's point of view, it can be called "superior demeanor".

There are several kittens and puppies under his feet, rubbing his feet from time to time, very cute.

Yan Chengjiu felt the powerful force in this old man's body.

Only belongs to Guwu's power.

"After the novice trial task, the tasker will face two choices. One is to return to the task world after the trial is over, and the other is to forget everything and continue to live in their own world."

Yan Chengjiu chose the first path.

And this one is my old self who chose the second path.

The author has something to say: Yan Chengjiu: This kid and old man are definitely not me.

Onlookers: Xiaozheng is too cute to cry!Grandpa is such a handsome old man~