The space shattered, and the small courtyard of Songjiacun was like broken glass, cracking inch by inch around Ying Baiye.
Ying Baiye stood there, watching this scene without any fluctuation.
Everything around him returned to darkness again.
Only this time, there was one more person beside him.
"Killed again."
She covered her red lips and said with a smile, with a little laziness and charm in her voice.
Ying Baiye turned his head, looked at this face and shook his head: "She won't show such an expression."
"Bai Jingliu" was slightly startled, but did not refute, and continued to cover his mouth and chuckle.
"You obviously killed her with your own hands, but now you say such a thing, don't you think it's against the law?"
"That's wrong, you shouldn't say 'kill her', you should say 'kill me'."
Ying Baiye carefully corrected the language errors in this man's words.
"Bai Jingliu" was stunned again: "You are really a strange guy."
It seems that he really needs to reflect on it, and even the illusion thinks that he is a strange person.
"Don't you feel any guilt at all?"
Bai Jingliu asked curiously. "Toward this girl and the more than 300 villagers of Songjia Village, you acted a little too cold-blooded."
Cold-blooded?
Ying Baiye's eyes moved slightly when he heard this comment.
Facing "Bai Jingliu"'s answer, he shook his head.
"They're no longer here, that's a fact."
Yes, this is something that has been confirmed. What he killed again was just an illusion. So, what is there to hesitate about?
Although this is true, everyone would hesitate when faced with such a situation.
The person you owed money to appears in front of you again, and the person who died because of you asks you for his life with obsession. If you don't really don't care, how can you be as straightforward as before.
But, does Ying Baiye really not care?
A little struggle flashed in his indifferent eyes, but was quickly swallowed up by the calm light.
"Aren't you leaving yet?"
Ying Baiye said calmly to Qianying beside him.
"Bai Jingliu" shook his head.
"This is just the beginning."
The surrounding scene changed rapidly, the biting darkness was once again illuminated by light, and the scene here changed its appearance again.
The scene gradually became clearer, and Ying Baiye fell silent.
He knew where this place was, and also knew which memory this vision was based on.
"Squeak——"
The door to the room was suddenly pushed open, and a cute little head stuck in. She carefully looked at everything in the room, the most important thing was the little figure lying on the bed.
"Brother...brother."
The little guy called to the person on the bed in a childish voice, with a somewhat tentative tone.
But faced with such a cry, the little guy on the bed didn't answer, or even opened his eyes.
The little girl tiptoed and quietly came to the bed. She looked at the extremely pale and delicate face in front of her and pursed her lips.
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"elder brother."
She shouted crisply, but the person on the bed still ignored her.
She crossed her arms angrily, but there was nothing she could do.
Daddy said that this brother's body is particularly fragile now and can break at the touch of a touch. She does not dare to use violence to wake up this lazy brother who is pretending to sleep.
Therefore, she could only look at him with tearful eyes until he opened his eyes.
Maybe he noticed that there was a little guy looking at him, and the sight made him a little impatient.
The boy opened his eyes, which were empty without any emotion.
"Is something wrong?"
He was now completely crippled by the cold air all over his body, so he could not sit up from the bed.
"Play with me."
the little girl said timidly.
Dad said that the little brother now needs someone to talk to him, otherwise, he will be like his mother and never see her again.
Dad said that she picked up the man, so she had the obligation to take responsibility for him to the end. She couldn't let him stay like this.
She didn't want him to be like her mother and never see her again.
As soon as the little girl finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room was instantly replaced by silence, to the point where you could hear a pin drop clearly.
"What would you be like now if you hadn't met your adopted father and adopted sister?"
The voice of "Bai Jingliu" sounded again, and she stood beside Ying Baiye, but she changed into another look.
The man looked familiar to her, he was Jiuyin.
"No such thing happened, so there is no answer."
Ying Baiye said.
"You're lying." "Jiuyin" smiled. "Here, you can't hide anything from me."
He thought so.
Ying Baiye glanced at her.
Although I don't know what method was used, it is obvious that his memory was clearly read by this guy. It is because of this that there is such a realistic illusion now.
"I don't need to tell you."
Ying Baiye said coldly, looking at the two little guys in front of him with a gentle expression.
This is actually a memory that makes people feel very unhappy, but it is with this little guy here that it becomes warmer.
"I really don't understand Qingqing. This is a beautiful woman asking you questions."
"Jiuyin" pursed his lips. To be honest, even though he had stayed in Yinglong City for seven years, Ying Baiye had never seen Jiuyin show such an expression.
Learned a lot.
"I wonder, how would you react if this little girl died?"
"Jiuyin" took two steps forward, gently traced the little girl's body with his slender index finger, and asked Ying Baiye with a smile.
Ying Baiye didn't answer, but his eyes became colder and colder. He just glanced at "Jiuyin", and this glance was his answer.
It was extremely cold, like an ice cave without any temperature.
I don't know since when, his eyes have remained in this state.
There was no murderous intent, no anger, no warning in such eyes, which made it impossible for "Jiuyin" to tell what Ying Baiye was really thinking right now.
His eyes were cold, but also calm.
So "Jiuyin" is a little unclear. Is he warning himself, or is he just... not caring?
No matter what he's thinking, just give it a try and you'll find out.
She raised her hand, but the next second, she put it down mischievously.
"Just kidding."
The laughter was somewhat teasing and full of bad taste.
Keeping this look, smiling so brightly, to be honest, Ying Baiye really wanted to show the real Jiuyin what she would look like after letting go of her cold exterior.
Ying Baiye didn't smile, so she was the only one smiling here.
I don’t know if it was because of this, but I heard the laughter of “Nine Sounds”.
This memory is actually not complicated at all.
Ying Baiye was picked up by Ying Longcheng when he was nine years old. His whole body was eroded by the strange cold air released, and he became a real cripple.
All parts of the neck downwards were numb.
Therefore, during that period of time, he was a little decadent.
And what this illusion wanted him to see was this kind of decadence.
However, it didn't seem to matter to him.
Because he can stand here properly now, which is the best proof.
He met a family of good people.
Therefore, there is actually no need to mention this memory.
Compared to this, Ying Baiye is more curious, what is the purpose of this illusion array?
There was no temptation, no hatred, and no bloody cannibalism. It was just plain, nothing.
This was somewhat inconsistent with the illusion array in his memory.
Therefore, he is not in a hurry to leave here. Of course, the biggest reason may be that he cannot leave here.
He is now a cripple with no spiritual power, just think about it if he breaks away from the illusion formation or something.
The only way now is to follow the rhythm of the phantom formation.
"Sad, indifferent, touching, but also repulsive. It's really an emotional plot."
At this time, the conversation between the boy and the girl had returned to normal, and "Jiuyin" stood beside him, watching everything that happened after that.
Ying Baiye turned his head, not wanting to look.
This is a rare dark history for him. He fell into thinking because of a serious injury, and he gave up on himself because of his loneliness.
If it weren't for those two people, where would I be now?
Ying Baiye remembered what "Bai Jingliu" said before.
Immediately he smiled freely.
Most likely, he should be a dead person.
A real dead person.
This memory was very dull. It was just that he sat up from the bed and accepted Ying Xueer's careless "brother's request."
"I seem to have discovered a problem."
As if watching a play, "Jiuyin" stretched out his finger and shook it twice.
"In this memory, your emotions are very obvious, decadent, depressed, and lazy, but it seems that there is no hatred, right?"
There was no hatred at all. Even later, after he almost ended his practice because of this, he still had this look in his eyes.
Not an ounce of hatred.
Therefore, "Nine Sounds" corresponds to Bai Ye's current curiosity.
Ying Baiye shrugged: "Maybe it's because I poured all my hatred into another person."
Someone else?
who?
Even though he could see Ying Baiye's past, he couldn't find any clues about this topic.
This situation was either because Ying Baiye never thought about it or because Ying Baiye hid his most precious secret so that no one would discover it.
Maybe that was Ying Baiye's truest thought.
"Jiuyin" shook her head and said nothing. She actually wanted to see what was going on in this young man's heart.
She waved her palm, and the scenery in front of her was like a lake at low tide, instantly dissipating, revealing once again the darkness that made it invisible.
"What on earth do you want to do?"
Ying Baiye frowned as he watched her take back the secret realm.
The current situation is a bit too dull, but this dullness is like the calm before the storm, which makes people a little uncomfortable.
So he asked.
"I?"
"Jiuyin" was slightly startled, "There are many things I want to do, so many that maybe I can't even fit them in a basket."
She just stood in the darkness with a smile on her face.
To be honest, he really wanted to see the real Jiuyin show this expression. At that time, it would definitely be a particularly interesting thing.
After receiving the answer, Ying Baiye shook his head, obviously this was just a perfunctory question.
Forget it, stop asking, just follow along and you will know everything.
"Jiuyin" nodded with satisfaction. With a wave of his hand, the surrounding scenery changed again. This dark space once again welcomed its own scenery.
Ying Baiye looked at such changes curiously.
There is no doubt that this is a phantom formation.
After following Aunt Jing for such a long time, although his understanding of the spiritual formation was not as good as that of Ling Xi, a serious spiritual formation master, he still knew a lot.
But he had never heard of such a phantom formation before. There were no swords, guns or halberds, just warm daily life.
The more this happens, the more Ying Baiye wonders what the real function of this illusion array is?
His intuition has always been very accurate, so accurate that there will be no deviations.
Therefore, he could feel that there were many things waiting for him ahead.
The calm before the storm is what it means.
The scene changed again, the light gradually fell, and everything around him appeared clearly before his eyes.
He knew this place. Although he had only been there once, it seemed to be engraved in his mind. The cliffs, snow-capped mountains, ice and snow, and the desolate land.
Because of this incident, he and Lingxi were separated for seven years.
Looking at the face in front of him, Ying Baiye's eyes became calmer and calmer, as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
The Supreme Being of the Ancient Buddha Clan.
It did have a big impact on his life.
The memory this time is very simple. It is different from the one just now because this place is unique.
He didn't want to experience such a powerless feeling again.
However, despite this thought, as far as "Jiuyin" was concerned, those indifferent eyes had not changed at all from the beginning to the end.
There was something worthy of moving in this memory, probably the separation from Lingxi.
It's too calm, and it's a bit abnormal to be calm.
Cold-blooded animal, this is the evaluation Huan Huan gave himself.
He seems to be becoming more rational.
And there is really no way to explain whether such a change is good or bad.
In the eyes of many people, this is a good thing, but in Ying Baiye's eyes, it may not be so.
Looking at the lunatic who was laughing crazily, Ying Baiye nodded. His influence on him was not ordinary. Tortured by the cold air, his ancestral veins opened in advance, and the ice feathers turned into bird eggs.
He has never forgotten the ice and snow that day.
I really want to do it again, he sighed.
Then, he came back to his senses instantly and focused his attention on the current illusion.
No matter how many times he watched it, he really wanted to say...
Exactly the same.
