Chapter 83: Heirs and Promotion

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When he saw this, the story came to an end.

Going back further, the story begins to change its description.

It's as if the story has changed from a bystander to the protagonist describing himself.

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They thought this exploration was well-planned and a journey that could guarantee their lives.

But they will all die. This has been written clearly in the plan.

Their death will become the most precious treasure in the back room. They must die so that I can find the path to power.

I can't be soft...I have to retrieve those forgotten memories.

I had to get back on that path.

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The things Chen Qing asked me to prepare have been prepared, but I don't know why, but I always feel a little strange.

I have known him for so many years, but there has never been a day when he looked at me with this look in his eyes.

It's like... looking at pork on a cutting board.

I can't stand that look anymore... I need to prepare some emergency supplies.

He retorted and refused to let me bring anything that would help me escape.

I don't care... I have to prepare something extra.

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Is drawing lots really fair?

The stick in his hand may be drawn countless times, but the colored stick will still remain in his hand.

He was always like this, he never believed in luck or partners.

He has always been like this...

When will he do something he is not sure about.

He told us that after he left, he would tell me how to leave.

But is there really a way to leave? Isn't he afraid that we will riot when he is about to leave?

Yes, he must be afraid, so he won’t tell me...

He plays with everything in his hands.

When he saw this, the last words were blurred by tears.

He knew in his heart that the owner who left this line probably already knew everything.

But he didn't tell anyone. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave.

At this moment, Chen Qing recalled something in his mind. His memory began to have the monastery and the things needed for the promotion ceremony.

He looked in front of him, and the colors of the books began to gradually fade, and the solid feeling of the books in his hands became lighter. After another three to five seconds, he lost any sense of the existence of the book.

He looked a little awkward as he recalled the extra memories in his mind.

“Rituals require me to remember their history, but cause me to lose the memories associated with them when I enter.

Isn't this just making yourself unhappy? "

He frowned, but stopped when he turned around and was about to walk out of the room.

"That's not right... But if that's the case, why haven't I ended the ceremony yet?"

Before he finished speaking, a girl's voice appeared at the corner of the tunnel.

She walked over slowly and asked Chen Qing.

"Do you know it was you who killed us?"

He was stunned when he heard the girl's question.

"you?"

She smiled softly with a strange expression: "You use my face to transform into someone else. Are you enjoying this?"

She looked at Chen Qing, her eyes suddenly turned fierce: "There is no room for forgery here! Answer me!"

He frowned and shook his head in denial: "No. Not really."

He looked at the girl in front of him and asked hesitantly: "Are you... the one who described the last paragraph?"

The girl nodded.

"what's your name?"

She frowned and repeated the last question: "Do you know it was you who killed us!"

Chen Qing was silent for a moment and shook his head slightly: "I don't know who killed you."

"After you have seen the past and seen the present, how can you not know who killed us!"

"It's not written in the book."

"Didn't write it?"

"He said that your death was part of the plan. But no one mentioned what the plan was." He looked at the girl with a strange look on his face: "You know, I have included my own death in the plan before. . But according to the plan, I was successfully resurrected."

She looked calm, but just nodded.

Upon seeing this, Chen Qing asked again: "What is your name? Do you know me?"

She looked at Chen Qing and suddenly smiled: "How could I not know you? If I didn't know you, you would have died long ago."

"What's your name?" He frowned, as if he found a flaw in the other person's answer.

"Cen Nianyan."

"Did you kill us."

Chen Qing shook his head again: "He proposed to draw lots, but you all agree with the way of drawing lots, the process of drawing lots, and the results of the drawing. How can you ask him to kill you?"

The girl smiled: "You didn't lie."

She looked at Chen Qing and opened her mouth twice. She looked at the person in front of her, as if she wanted to say something.

But she hesitated, and finally swallowed the words with a smile.

"Forget it," she said.

"Forget it."

"I won't ask you any more questions." A smile appeared on the girl's face.

"I just can't do anything to you..." She looked at Chen Qing and suddenly walked into the room.

"I've known you cheated for a long time, but what can I do? I can't tell you. I guess they can't either."

She stretched out her hand and touched Chen Qing with her fingertips: "He wants me to work together to keep you here. But I don't want to, I don't want you to be as pitiful as me."

She looked at Chen Qing, and countless strands of flesh began to swell in her outstretched hand.

"Do you know what lying is?"

Chen Qing was stunned and shook his head.

"You once told me that lying is to make someone tell you the answer she thinks she is sure of.

Lying is to guide the other person to tell the result you want.

Lying is to use countless true prerequisites to make the other party construct a true result that you want to conceal. "

She touched Chen Qing with a look of nostalgia: "Don't believe those people. The promotion of non-relics is recognized by the remaining will in the non-relics, not the so-called carrying of the past.

She is lying to you. "