Mr. Jiang is not driving today

These were the last words Jiang Xun heard.

As soon as the end of this sentence fell, Jiang Xun's tense nerves from just now were completely broken, and an ocean-like exhaustion rushed to his Tianling Cap in an instant, diluting his consciousness completely to nothingness.

He was awakened by a quarrel. When he just woke up, his temples hurt like an electric drill. Jiang Xun curled up, squeezed the corners of the quilt tightly, and turned a little irritably between the pillows and mattresses that were full of agarwood fragrance. individual.

Jiang Xun was in the bedroom, and the quarreling sound from the main room became more and more clear. Jiang Xun also listened to it for a long time before he realized who the boyish voice belonged to: "... Seventh brother, why are you going crazy with him? My Yu and Qin families have feuds, but it’s fine if we don’t get in touch with each other forever, you brought this person back to Dongshan, are you going to completely tear the face off with the Qin family! "

Dongshan...

It was only then that Jiang Xun realized who the familiar aura lingering around him from just now belonged to. The strong sense of security made him curl up tighter under the quilt, and the dull pain from his temple became more clear and painful.

Yu Miao's indifferent voice came from outside: "The Yu clan's gate rules prohibit loud noises and noise."

Yu Pang immediately lowered his voice, but his tone became urgent: "Yes, Xiao Jiu, you are the head of the family, but don't forget that I am also a starling! If I don't care, you..."

Yu Miao: "I'll say it again, don't make loud noises. He's resting."

Yu Pang: "...Fuck."

Yu Miao: "Pay attention to your words."

After successfully choking on Yu Pang, a Jiang Xun said in a slightly unfamiliar voice: "The owner of the family is doing a good job. The Qin family has many rare treasures and tools, and is also good at making instruments of torture. According to legend, the Qin family has a total of 180 pieces. If this instrument of torture falls on Mr. Qin...Jiang's body, I'm afraid he really won't be able to get out of Yuyang Mountain."

...Could it be the boring gourd with its mouth sawn off?Yumiao's seventh brother, Yuqian?

...he can talk?

In Jiang Xun's memory, this guy had the face of an ancient well without waves and practiced to become a Buddha. He was more than serious, he was like dead water. Apart from talking to Yu Pang, he was just walking indifferently. jpg expression pack.Everyone had made a bet on "Who can make Yuqian speak?" Qin Qiu was good at formations, so he made a complicated formation to trap Yuqian inside and let him out only after he said a word. After a stalemate with her for about a day, it ended when Qin Qiu's patience ran out.

Thinking of Qin Qiu, Jiang Xun felt a sense of desolation spread inch by inch from his heart. He turned his head and looked out of the half-opened window. , the color is dimly reflected on the window lattice.

Ah Mu, or should be called Qin Mu now, said timidly, "Xiao Xun...I'm sorry..."

Jiang Xun had too many questions to ask, but when it came to his mouth, it turned into a deep sense of exhaustion, restraining his lips and teeth, allowing him to utter a few exhausted words: "...Let me think about it."

In fact, Jiang Xun himself didn't know what he was thinking, he just stared at the light and shadow flowing outside the window in a daze.On the wooden window lattices, the shimmering sunlight moved westward one by one, making Jiang Xun suddenly feel like he was sitting on a train going far away, without knowing the destination or direction.

He didn't even know when someone came in, until a warm hand parted his thick forehead hair and pressed it directly on his forehead.

Jiang Xun immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

That hand used some strength to flip his head back and forth: "Jiang Xun? Huh?"

Enduring the headache, Jiang Xun opened one eye, but his eyelashes touched something soft and moist.

Yu Miao leaned down and kissed his eyes: "Fanghe Pavilion. This is my place, you can stay at ease."

Jiang Xun put his hands on his shoulders, but didn't know what to say. He just pinched his collarbone and repeated Yu Pang's evaluation of him in a low voice: "...you are crazy."

Yu Miao sat down by the bed, pressed the palm of Jiang Xun's back, grasped it tightly, and squeezed it slightly: "So what?" He held Jiang Xun's left hand like this, with the clothes beside him Lie down, "Besides, I'm not the only one who went crazy."

Jiang Xun stared into his eyes, and after meeting Jiang Xun's sight, Yu Miao squeezed his five fingers, moved to his lips and kissed ambiguously, as if testing whether the baby in front of him really belonged to him: " Zhan Mei and Zhan Yi helped block Patriarch Qin, and Le Li activated his painting array, so I can bring you and Luan Xue back."

Hearing this, Jiang Xun turned over hastily, and couldn't care less about the pain in his head: "How are they?"

Yu Miao said: "Patriarch Zhan said that he would take his two sons back and discipline them strictly. Le Li is now the acting Patriarch of the Le family, so naturally no one restrains him."

Jiang Xun couldn't help frowning, his head throbbed in pain again, he hooked his head down, pressed it against Yu Miao's chest, and asked sullenly, "Why did Luanxue follow?"

Yu Miao asked back: "He protects you like that in public, how can you let him stay in the Qin family?"

Seeing that Jiang Xun didn't ask any more questions, Yu Miao grabbed Jiang Xun's shoulder: "...If you have no other questions, please explain to me what happened to Qin Mu back then."

Jiang Xun's headache was about to explode, as if the blades of an electric fan kept twisting his brain, he could only grit his teeth to cope with it: "...I...don't remember."

Of course Yu Miao would not believe it: "Don't lie at a time like this."

Jiang Xun was so hurt that he couldn't straighten up, he tried his best to stick his head into Yu Miao's arms: "...Yu Jiu, I have a headache."

Yu Miao still didn't believe it, and wanted to grab him out of his arms, but as soon as Yu Miao touched the back of his head, Jiang Xun's eyes exploded with speckled lights and shadows, the pain came late after the lights and shadows, and he The masseter muscles on his cheeks bulged out, and he finally let go of his teeth after clenching his teeth until they bleed.

Just when he thought he had lost consciousness, his body had already started to tremble uncontrollably, he curled up with his head in his arms, screaming in pain as if he was going to vomit his lungs out, Yu Miao was realizing the situation After he was wrong, he frantically tried to inject spiritual power into his body, calling out his name, but his body became a broken container, and any spiritual energy escaped before staying in him for a moment.

He clasped Jiang Xun's back anxiously, his voice trembling: "Jiang Xun! Jiang Xun!"

Jiang Xun was tormented until he was in a daze, and the light and shadow in front of his eyes were dazzling and colorful, but gradually, the light and shadow stopped flowing, and a human figure slowly appeared in front of his eyes, and the surrounding scenes gradually became clear again. It is no different from Fanghe Pavilion, but Yu Miao is not here.

This is more like a...parallel space like Fanghe Pavilion?

Jiang Xun's headache gradually receded, and he tried his best to see clearly the culprit of his headache through the darkening twilight, and that person had no intention of showing off. After a while, Jiang Xun saw it clearly.

A man dressed in Yushi's glazed white clothes looked at himself with a wry smile behind his back: "...I really don't want to see you, bastard."

Jiang Xun's eyes widened, and he took a few steps back. He didn't stop until his waist hit the display rack by the window.

——That human figure looks exactly like him, or in other words, it also bears Qin Mu's face.

...However, his tone and voice are different from the Amu in his right hand. If you insist on saying that he is similar to someone...

The person in front of him scratched his ears and said with a smile, "I don't blame you. When I was teleported here before, I was also quite frightened. I knelt down and hugged my head."

——His voice, his tone, and his slightly frivolous choice of words and sentences are all exactly the same as Jiang Xun himself.

Jiang Xun stared at him for a long time, and the man looked back generously: "Want to ask who I am?"

After experiencing the initial shock, Jiang Xun secretly mobilized his spiritual power to break through this illusion, but when the invisible flow of spiritual power collided with the outer wall of the illusion space, Jiang Xun's face suddenly turned pale.

Every monk's spiritual power has its own characteristics and skills in using it. Before returning to the Ming Palace, Jiang Xun and Fu Shanzi knew who it was when they fought. Four years.

However, the spiritual power that builds up the parallel space in front of him actually comes from himself? !

When Jiang Xun saw the person who looked exactly like himself, he felt hairy, and finally stopped the urge to run away, and asked, "Who are you?"

The man seemed to have scratched his face embarrassingly because he frightened Jiang Xun: "Sorry, I'm not human. I'm the last 'guiding soul' you left behind."

"Guiding soul", Jiang Xun once read in an ancient book, is a very simple trick. For example, if a monk wants to enter a forest and is afraid of getting lost, he can leave "guiding soul" in various places , after getting lost, you can follow the "Guiding Soul" to return to the original place.If the monk's spiritual power is strong, the "guiding soul" can also possess its own spiritual consciousness, transform into a human form, and help the monk to find the way, which can be regarded as a harmless spiritual technique.

Therefore, Jiang Xun paid more attention to the content of his words: "The last 'me'?"

The guide soul smiled a little cautiously: "This matter...it's a long story."

Jiang Xun felt hot and dry, and a bad premonition rose in his heart: "Long story short."

Guiluhun put his hands behind his back and looked at Jiang Xun with sympathy and pity that Jiang Xun couldn't understand. Seeing him panicked, he simply asked himself: "You just said that you don't want to see me, what do you mean? "

The guide soul did not answer, but asked Jiang Xun a question: "You also read "Beast Habitat Dongshan" and was sent in? What do you think it is? A novel?"

Jiang Xun: "...how else?"

Guiluhun took two steps and got closer to Jiang Xun: "Now, you should have just come to Dongshan from Yuyang. You were exposed by Qin Daoyuan in public. You also know that the body you are wearing now, It's not Qin Mu mentioned in "Beast Habitat in Dongshan", but Qin Mu's little fellow Jiang Xun. You have countless questions to ask, for example, why does Jiang Xun really exist in this world? Why do you have a relationship with him? The same name and surname? Why did you happen to penetrate his body... Also, why is there a huge deviation between the description of you in "Beast Habitat Dongshan" and your cognition after you came to this world?"

Since all the words were said by the guide soul, Jiang Xun simply nodded.

The guide soul approached slowly, put his hands next to Jiang Xun's ears, and said softly, "I'll let you see the original appearance of "Beast Habitat in Dongshan"."

Jiang Xun had an intuition that the person who came was not malicious, but he didn't dare to let him bully him casually. Just as he was about to step back, he heard the person continue, "What I want you to read is the story of our first life."

Jiang Xun stopped his backward steps: "...What is 'the first world'? What does 'we' mean?"

A whirl of spiritual light ignited in the hands of the guiding soul. Gradually, the light cluster became bigger and bigger, and the moist luster covered Jiang Xun's entire field of vision. "Dongshan", Jiang Xun of the 130th second life. I am the guide soul left by Jiang Xun of the 130th first life."