Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

The village shrouded in mist is eerie and treacherous. In the vast white world, abandoned old houses are looming, and tall and straight green pines stand like giants overlooking.

Jiang Ke quietly walked among them, keeping an eye on everything around him.

After Mo Qing left, Jiang Ke immediately followed him. He didn't expect to be delayed in the chaos. When he escaped, he didn't find any trace of Mo Qing.

Fortunately, he lost his way in the fog last night, but did not encounter any monsters. At dawn, he noticed the terrain problem and found the route recorded on the map he had memorized by heart.

But after the fog cleared, he wandered in the forest and lost his way.

He seemed to be hit by a ghost against a wall, spinning around in place over and over again. In desperation, he had to give up moving forward for the time being, took the opportunity to adjust his state, and waited for the fog to come again while recharging his energy.

This time the fog interval is short.

As soon as it got dark, the fog appeared, and a new road suddenly appeared in the forest that could never go out.

This time it didn't take long to go to the village.

Jiang Ke held a flashlight, and when he arrived at a half-wall ruin, he saw blood spraying all over the place. He waited and watched calmly. Half a meter forward, he saw the severed arm in the haystack.

The fracture is uneven, as if it was forcibly torn off.

Moving forward along the trace, the fragments became denser and gradually pieced together into a human shape.Close to the fragments, there was also a familiar backpack, which was torn open by brute force, and the items inside were scattered all over the floor.

That was the equipment of Xiao Yuqun's group.

——It seems that one of them stumbled into Xiwu Village by mistake.

——I don’t know how many people came.

Jiang Ke looked at the corpses all over the ground, found the place where the head was, and squatted down to check it. He had just confirmed that the death of the person was within two hours, and when he was about to evacuate the place quickly, there was a sudden change.

An invisible sense of crisis enveloped his whole body. Before Jiang Ke could react, his body took the first step and rolled sideways on the spot, avoiding the dagger that was stabbing him.

As soon as he dodged, the man attacked again.

The flashlight rolled to the ground, and the diffuse fog blocked his vision. Jiang Ke had to rely on his intuition to dodge and resist.

"Well time."

After a few dodges, Jiang Ke suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the approaching dagger.

His voice was strong and determined.

The dagger paused in the air and stopped three inches from the tip of his nose.The white mist curled up, and the person holding the dagger was hidden in it, and the outline of a figure could be vaguely seen.

Thick fog is unreal.

Jiang Ke's gazing gaze seemed to fall on Jing Shi.

"You designed all this just to kill me?" Jiang Ke paused every word in a calm tone.

Ever since starting from the imperial city, the performance of "late time" is not right.

It was just a suspicion at first, but now, Jiang Ke can almost conclude that "Chi Shi" has recovered his memory.

He is well time now.

When the fog appeared for the first time, Jing Shi and Song Yiyuan disappeared without a sound. It should be arranged by Jing Shi. He took advantage of that opportunity to enter Xiwu Village, and made full preparations, waiting for Jiang Ke to come over.

"Yes."

In the dense fog, there was an affirmative response from Jing Shi.

Indifferent but determined.

Without the slightest emotion.

"Kill me because of Jiang Yan?" Jiang Ke asked.

Jing Shi said in a cold voice, "If you die, he can come back."

Jiang Ke frowned very lightly: "How did he come back?"

"you do not need to know."

Jing Shi's tone was dangerous and murderous.

With a wave of the dagger, it stabbed horizontally at Jiang Ke's neck, but Jiang Ke remained motionless.

The dagger paused when it touched Jiang Ke's skin, Jing Shi was silent for a while, and his voice was low and deep: "Why don't you hide?"

Jiang Ke didn't answer.

He said in a deep voice, "You won't do it because you still have something to say."

"Yes." Jing Shi didn't deny it, "What else do you wish for?"

Jiang Ke said, "I want an answer."

Jing Shi asked, "What answer?"

"Answers about my existence."

When he said this, Jiang Ke's tone was very light, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.

After he had the self-awareness of "Jiang Ke", he lived for no reason, so during the journey of searching for himself, he followed closely any clues he encountered, but still found nothing.

Until he met Mo Qing.

He has a natural closeness to Mo Qing, everything from the superficial behavior patterns and living habits to the hidden feelings and concerns dictates his approach to Mo Qing.It seems that the meaning of his existence is Mo Qing.

For a while, he even accepted the answer.

But unreasonable.

If Jiang Yan will be resurrected, there is no need for him - even if he is just a puppet.

So he thought again that the meaning of his existence was to make a sacrifice—to sacrifice to Jiang Yan.

He lives to die.

He didn't want to accept this answer, so he kept trying to avoid it.

Right now, the answer is in front of him, even if Jing Shi has even the slightest bit of kindness, he will explain it clearly to him.

But he was wrong.

Jing Shi was indeed kind, but after looking at him silently for a while, he said, "I don't know why you exist."

Surprise flashed in Jiang Ke's eyes.

The fog thickened more and more.

The world was silent, covering all the light, and this place seemed to be isolated from the world.

Jing Shi's fingers holding the dagger tightened slightly, and his voice was as cold as this night: "Because, you are him."

Jiang Ke was stunned.

"To be precise, your current body is his." Jing Shi withdrew the dagger and said slowly.

"But I'm not hurt." Jiang Ke paused, as if he had recovered, "There's no hole in my head."

"Of course not." Jing Shi said, "After Chief Jiang was shot, he was not killed on the spot, but he died not long ago. We discovered Xiwu Village at that time. The residents here are highly skilled in medicine, and they are not inferior to Mo Qing." , I died once, and they saved me. So we sent Chief Jiang here as soon as possible."

Jiang Ke asked: "Jiang Yan was also saved?"

Jing Shi stood in the fog, silent, not speaking for a long time.

It wasn't until Jiang Ke thought that he would stop talking that he heard his voice again: "No. There is a price for my resurrection from the dead. Chief Jiang refuses to be resurrected in this way."

Jiang Ke's expression was slightly condensed, waiting for him to continue talking.

Jing Shi said: "He chose the method with only a [-]% success rate—falling into a long sleep and spending a long time recovering his body, but it is very likely that he will be like a vegetable and it will be difficult to wake up."

"Later, he stayed in Xiwu Village for 90 years. But for some reason, the last person in Xiwu Village was about to disappear, and the place was full of dangers. I had to take him to Dongshi City."

"Before the village head of Xiwu Village disappeared, he told me how to wake him up. It took me almost five years before he showed signs of awakening. But the New World has been tracking down my whereabouts, and I will be in danger at any time. I can only entrust him to the Thirteenth Master."

Jing Shi briefly talked about these 100 years.

The evening wind stirred the fog.

Jing Shi took a deep look at Jiang Ke in the dark night: "Mr. Jiang told me before receiving treatment that if he forgets everything when he wakes up and becomes a different person, don't be surprised. He will come back, as long as you die."

"..."

Jiang Ke fell into a long silence after listening.

The icy mist enveloped him from all directions, attacking his skin pervasively, piercing into his blood and bone marrow, and the coldness in his body was sucked away little by little.

Jiang Ke didn't ask until his limbs became stiff, "Did Jiang Yan tell you these words?"

"Yes."

"The person who treated him said that he would lose his memory and become another person. Is that the case?"

"No." Having said this, Jing Shi did not hide the details, and said honestly, "He said that this is a medical technique recorded in ancient books, and the sequelae are unknown, but this possibility cannot be ruled out."

Jiang Ke got up slowly.

When he looked at the well, he paused: "You never doubted anything?"

There was no pause in the well: "I never doubted his words."

"Ah."

Jiang Ke let out a low laugh.

It was a laugh overflowing from the throat, hoarse, dull, wrapped in complex emotions, hard to discern.

A trace of doubt flashed across Jing Shi's brows. He wanted to ask something, and said the question that arose in his heart, but he was quickly suppressed - if he asked, he would not be able to do it.

Somehow, he thought so.

But since he recovered his memory, he has been persuading himself to find an opportunity to attack Jiang Yan, to let the real Jiang Yan come back, and to let Mo Qing and Jiang Yan get married.

Mo Qing was willing to be with Jiang Ke because he must have thought that Jiang Yan was Jiang Ke.

If Mo Qing knew that the person he had been with day and night during this time was actually another person...

No.

He would rather Mo Qing not know.

He hoped that Jiang Yan could come back quietly, make the wrong things go on the right track, and make all of this what it planned.

So he planned it all.

Taking advantage of the chaos, first bring Song Yiyuan into Xiwu Village, find a chance to get out and get a chance to act alone, and then find a way to disperse Mo Qing and Jiang Ke, and attack him when Jiang Ke is alone...

He is the one who is most familiar with Xiwu Village.

He can do it without anyone noticing.

As a result, the murderous aura on his body gradually became stronger, so strong that Jiang Ke on the opposite side could feel it clearly.

Jiang Ke didn't look like his life was threatened. He said lightly, "How are you going to kill me? I share the same body with him. After I die, he won't be able to survive?"

Jing Shi said, "I have my own way, so you don't need to worry about it."

After the words fell, he turned his wrist.