Every time the woman in white appears in the dream, she is trying to collect corpses, but her body gradually becomes thinner, then older, and finally becomes dull and dull, like a walking corpse.
Looking at the familiar old face, Zhao An suddenly felt extremely familiar, and then suddenly woke up and shouted: "Li'er!"
The room was quiet, Zhao An was breathing heavily, and in his mind was the figure of the woman dragging the coffin through the sea of blood. Then he noticed someone beside the bed, raised his head and met the old woman's astonished face.
The old woman was stunned for a few seconds, then turned and left. Zhao An tried to shout: "Li'er?"
The old woman's body trembled, as if she hadn't heard anything, her pace suddenly accelerated a lot, and she finally disappeared out of the door in a somewhat embarrassed manner.
Zhao An looked at the direction she left in astonishment, "I...got married..."
If the dream is not a lie, then the old woman is the woman in white in the dream. She keeps calling her husband, and finally becomes the old woman who collects his body.
Zhao An was very agitated. He knew that reincarnation existed, but he still couldn't accept it.
Perhaps this is seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune.
You can accept time travel that is beneficial to you, but you cannot accept reincarnation that is not beneficial to you.
"It seems that I have traveled through time and fallen into the cycle of reincarnation, but I lose my memory every time I reincarnate."
Zhao An looked at his hands and smiled bitterly.
The more I know, the more powerless I feel.
Now I don't know how to face that old woman. She is the sweet wife I married in my previous reincarnations.
Destiny in reincarnation goes in a different direction. Maybe she is the only woman he has ever married.
The original owner's sister was probably torturing her and not letting her reincarnate, including Yunzhu.
It's unimaginable what they have gone through.
Watching the people you care about most die tragically over and over again, but you can't do anything about it, maybe you have already become numb.
Zhao An struggled out of bed, feeling a little tight in his chest.
The black man's fist is really no joke. Even the great master may not be able to withstand it. But if I can resist it, I can only say that my original strength is beyond imagination.
"I should be a Grand Master, or the best among Grand Masters, otherwise I wouldn't be able to kill a black man with just that violent aura."
There is no so-called original owner in the world. From the beginning to the end, it is the time traveler who is being played with.
Zhao An closed his eyes to digest the information.
"So, before the Champion House was destroyed, I traveled through time and occupied this body. In the end, I could not escape the ending of being killed. So, would reincarnation create a new body, and my soul would be controlled by my sister and stuffed back into it? Into the body of a young child?”
"So, my sister is invincible. Other people's reincarnations will have their memories erased, but she is different. She is the leader. She can continue to accumulate everything she has experienced, so she has accumulated nine lives. No wonder the teacher said she can't fight. Teacher She has also accumulated nine lives, and the two of them should be matched. They can only use technology and ruthless work to kill the monster. And she has always wanted to get the explosive formula, which means she has never gotten it in nine lives. "
Zhao An thought to himself, unable to stop brainstorming.
"And in the ninth reincarnation, where are all the people who were killed?"
"tomb!"
Zhao An suddenly woke up from a nightmare. Those bones should be buried in the mausoleum at the foot of the imperial city!
Thinking of this, he immediately stood up and shouted to Jiuyin to come in!
Jiuyin entered the door immediately. Apparently she had been keeping watch outside, and now she was overjoyed when she saw the person wake up.
Zhao An didn't have time to talk nonsense and said, "You can go into the palace and help me check the population and disaster records of the cities around the capital over the years, and get some tribute lists from other places."
Jiuyin was startled, "What do you mean?"
"Don't ask, just go."
Zhao An was a little anxious. Jiuyin didn't want to ask anymore, so he went to do it immediately.
After half a day, Jiuyin finally came back. She took a few manuscripts and said, "The documents from various places are sealed. I asked Eunuch Huang Zhong and Huang to help with the investigation, and they are all here."
Zhao An hurriedly took the scroll and read it carefully. He didn't think it was important, and it was so scary to think about it.
I originally planned to judge the scope of reincarnation through population and disaster records, but now it seems that I have underestimated my sister.
She is too cruel, and what exactly does she have mastered? Every reincarnation should reset the world. Only certain individuals and specific places are saved by her, so there is no local tribute time that does not match the timeline of the capital. situation.
The Nanliang Kingdom's envoys did not find anything amiss when they came to Beijing this time, indicating that Nanliang Kingdom had also been reset.
"What did you find?" Jiuyin asked confused.
Zhao An sat down on the stool dejectedly and wailed: "I'm calling her a fairy, and hitting her with her head is completely unsolvable."
No wonder Yunzhu has been unwilling to gather the great masters to kill that little lunatic. As long as the little lunatic cannot be defeated, the world may be reset. Who the hell can bear this!
Don't give her any chance unless you kill her before she resets.
But her strength lies there, unless there is a god in this world who can kill her before she resets, or get the secret in her hand!
Zhao An secretly smiled bitterly. This was the only possibility at the moment, so it was useless to fight against her.
As for how to get her secret, can he, his brother, influence her and make her put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately? After all, she has killed the royal family and ministers for eight generations, so she should be satisfied, right?
Empress, I'm sorry!
I have to go dark to win the trust of that damn girl, I have to kill her!
"Let me ask, what exactly did you find?" Jiuyin frowned, holding the broken sword in his arms with some displeasure.
Zhao An calmed down and smiled bitterly: "Yin'er, the water here is too deep, you can't control it."
"I don't like to talk, but since you're not dead, I'll go practice swordplay."
Jiuyin started to leave, and Zhao An curled his lips and said: "Practice sword, it's nothing. What's the use of practicing swordsmanship? No matter how good you are, you still can't beat others."
The words made Jiuyin's delicate body tremble, and bitterness appeared on her iceberg face, and she laughed at herself: "Yes, I am useless, you don't need to remind me."
"Forehead……"
Zhao An was dumbfounded. He just complained a few words, but she misunderstood.
Seeing that she was about to leave, Zhao An rushed towards her and hugged her from behind, whispering: "I'm sorry, I'm too irritable. I don't mean to blame you, I just think you need time to rest and don't push yourself." It’s too tight, this world is a beautiful place, it’s time for you to enjoy life.”
Jiuyin's face was sullen and still cold: "I know, let me go."
"Hold on, let me hold you for a while."
"If you don't let go, I'll take care of you."
"Whatever, I'm a wounded person anyway, so I can fight if I want."
You have to learn to be thick-skinned when dealing with women. As long as the dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, the other party will definitely have nothing to do.
Sure enough, Jiuyin stamped her feet, turned her face and glared, and stopped struggling.
Zhao An buried his face next to her snowy neck and breathed greedily, causing her pretty face to turn red.
