I play prophet in Salvation Organization

The pointer of time turns back to the present.

Leaning against the wall next to him, Ji Qianqin struggled and complicated according to the position of his heart, and the expression on his face.

She seemed to be out of breath, her chest heaved violently, and her vision began to blur, like a candidate who was about to enter the examination room but found that she forgot to bring the admission ticket.

In her body, the oath-breaker asked blankly, "What's wrong? Hey, what's wrong with you? Your heart rate is very wrong now, hurry up and adjust!"

Ji Qianqin didn't hear the oath breaker's words.

Or to be precise, ever since she caught a glimpse of the woman under the cloak, there was only that one person left in her entire world.

"Mom..." she muttered to herself, "How is this possible?"

Ji Qianqin's hands were tightly clutching her collar, and her eyes were a little ferocious: "Shouldn't you be dead already? You should have died a long time ago..."

Moreover, he died in front of my own eyes!
Dark clouds gathered above the head, and amidst the layers of dark clouds, it seemed that thunderbolts and lightning were brewing.

The blue-purple lightning flashed through the thick clouds, cruising like a long snake, and let out a pale and distorted shriek.

Just like the dusk near night 22 years ago.

Ji Qianqin had never mentioned her life experience before, even if it was Bai Ling, she never explained it.

This is normal. After all, the years she experienced in the past are like thorns wrapped around her chest. The more she thinks about it, the more she can feel the tingling pain of the thorns wrapped around her heart.

But now, the sting of the past is uncovered again today.

Memories of the past gradually surfaced in front of Ji Qianqin's eyes.

"Qianqin, Qianqin..."

Someone's voice seemed to echo in her ears.

Ji Qianqin knew that this was just her hallucination, not reality.

After seeing that woman's face, all the memories about that woman flooded out like a tsunami, and the reverberation in my ears is just a short epitome of the past memories.

In the blurred eyes, Ji Qianqin seemed to see that face approaching her.

"My child," the woman pressed her hand to Ji Qianqin's face, "tell me, what are you afraid of?"

"Are you afraid that I will appear again? Afraid that the corpse of that harsh and despicable woman crawled out of the grave again, grabbed your face, and made you follow the rules and everything she expected?"

Ji Qianqin pursed her lips.

From between the fluttering of the upper and lower lips, it could be vaguely seen that she was saying "shut up".

Mother's hand was cold and damp: "I know, you're afraid of me. Yeah, who wouldn't be afraid of me? Others see me as a lonely and weird single mother, but only you know that I'm a total A lunatic, a mental patient. You still have some shocking wounds on your body, which are all proofs of my love."

"enough……"

Ji Qianqin's voice was very low.

On the other side, the mother's voice still echoed in her ears: "And this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that you knew the purpose of your birth when you were five years old."

"You are my carefully prepared sacrifice, a gift to that being, the seed I obtained from the ancient God of Creation. You flow blood that is almost the same as mine—because you are The child born from the womb that Chuangshi God took from me."

"Rather than saying that we are mother and daughter, it is better to say that we are organs and human bodies. Your life has been aimed at the purpose of sacrifice from the beginning. You have never gone to school for a day, and you have never said a word to your peers. , the first words that come out of the mouth are also phrases like 'blood,' and 'meat."

Mother gently ran down Ji Qianqin's hair: "This is you, a living and breathing organ. Your concept is distorted.
Desire is instilled by me, and everything about you is carefully designed by me. "

"And now, our goal has finally come," the mother murmured. "Now, that great being has appeared in front of our eyes—the long-cherished wish of our Ji family has now been officially fulfilled."

"What are you waiting for, return to that embrace, return to our origin, and wriggle in the 'womb' again to become a baby."

Accompanied by her mother's voice, more and more people seemed to appear in Ji Qianqin's ears.

"I saw it, how perfect it is..."

"Everything in Ji's family is modeled after that person's paintings, and now it's finally time to recognize our ancestors and return to our ancestors."

"The evil debt that Ji Shen left behind, now we can finally repay..."

"Hurry up, Ji Qianqin, go back, go back, go back to our original hometown, go back to that belly..."

More and more voices whispered in Ji Qianqin's ears.

Listening to the messy voices beside her ears, Ji Qianqin couldn't help scratching her ears with a pained expression.

"Shut up... ah..."

She spoke broken phrases in broken language.

More and more people gathered around her, as if to completely surround her, bit by bit compressing Ji Qianqin's personality.

In the endless friction, Ji Qianqin's soul is like a worm in the water, about to gradually rise into steam along with the flame in the boiler...

Just a second before her consciousness was about to lose consciousness.

"It's gone!"

A person shouted angrily, directly shaking many "figures" in front of him: "Get out!"

Accompanied by the sound of "Rolling", the people gathered in front of Ji Qianqin looked like candles blown by the wind, and then slowly disappeared after a while of swaying.

And Ji Qianqin finally got the "air", clutching her neck, panting uncontrollably.

"Ha ha……"

Panting for breath, she looked up at the person in front of her.

The person who just yelled angrily was standing in front of her, reaching out to her.

"You're a real fuck," said the man while stretching out his hand, "I told you not to come, this place is dangerous, but you still want to come here, you're not a fuck who is?"

Ji Qianqin subconsciously grabbed the opponent's hand.

She stood up and said doubtfully, "Are you... an oath-breaker?"

No wonder she was puzzled.

It's just that the image of this guy in front of him is a bit... weird.

A person who doesn't look much different from a little girl, who is only as tall as Ji Qianqin's waist, is crossing his hips and scolding himself "***", no matter who it is, it will feel a little magical.

How should I put it, cute is pretty cute, but it makes people want to slap her face hard.

On the other side, the oath breaker said angrily: "Nonsense, who else will come to your spiritual world to save you besides me?"

spiritual world...

Ji Qianqin was slightly taken aback: "This is my spiritual world?"

Speaking of which, she discovered the weirdness around here.

Beside her was a group of misty figures, hazy and pale, but persistently standing beside them.

"These are..." Ji Qianqin swallowed subconsciously.

For some reason, when looking at those fuzzy shadows, she had a strong feeling of being spied on.

The oath-breaker followed Ji Qianqin's gaze and said, "This is you... the ancestors of the Ji family."

She scratched her ears: "Hey, I'm actually too lazy to say these things."

Sighing, the oath breaker grabbed Ji Qianqin's hand and said, "I said before, your Ji family got the forbidden power from a certain existence, right?"

Ji Qianqin nodded.

That's what the Oathbreaker mentioned when the Prophet was still in that cocoon.

After confirming that Ji Qianqin still remembered, the oath-breaker continued, "And the existence that exchanged for power is the cloaked man in front of you. Or, 'the ferryman.'"

"She is... an existence that is difficult to describe," the oath-breaker frowned. "Her existence itself is to counteract the 'error' of time. Of course, you probably don't understand what I said, anyway, you Just one thing to pay attention to—she, probably 'Time,' is a puppet made with her own hands."

A doll made out of time?

Ji Qianqin understood: "You mean, she is very strong?"

Very strong?

The oath breaker rolled his eyes: "Too strong to have no friends."

"If 'Origin' represents a person who is free from the control of time, then the puppet created by the law is an angel," the oath-breaker gestured in the air, "Do you understand?" Origin means awakening after eating the forbidden fruit The self-aware Adam and Eve, the law is God, and beings like the Ferryman are 'angels,'"

"She is no longer in the same category as us. It's hard for you to imagine her power. To be honest, I didn't recognize it at first. But when I saw so many old things from the Ji family appearing in your memories, I realized , I am afraid that her existence has stimulated the power in your blood."

The oath breaker rubbed his chin: "Ji Shen, the ancestor of your Ji family, is a very powerful person. He once stepped into the narrow gap of time and stayed in that place for a while. I am afraid that he is the 'wrong' in the ferry population. , the previous human being."

"In short, your ancestors obtained the power in your bloodline from the ferryman, but they also paid a corresponding price for it. The bloodline of your Ji family contains countless souls, not only mine, but also yours. The ancestors are all together. Therefore, your mother is naturally among them."

Cursing his lips, the oath-breaker said, "So since childhood, you are a person who is truly 'fighting behind the back of your ancestors'."

Ignored the ridicule of the oath breaker.

Ji Qianqin's eyes were empty.

Subconsciously, she lowered her head and glanced at her hands.

"All my life, my mother, has she been watching?" she said suddenly, turning to the oath-breaker.

The oath-breaker seemed to realize something, shrugged: "Of course not, don't worry about that."

"Even if the souls of alien species die, they are still under the control of Tianyuan's 'soul,' death, let alone human beings with no characteristics," said the oath breaker, "although your Ji family is special, but Nor is it strong enough to completely ignore the world's ability to "life, old age, sickness and death, the law. After all, the object you borrow power from is just a dog created by time, which is still problematic compared to the law itself."

"So, you can understand that this is the thought body fragment of your Ji family. Simply put, it is a memory, a obsession, not a real person."

Listening to the oath breaker's words, Ji Qianqin breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately.

Originally, she thought that even her daily life would be controlled by her mother, but now it seems that there is still room for change.

On the other side, the oath breaker rubbed his chin: "However, after telling you this, I have thought of a possibility."

She looked at Ji Qianqin and was silent for a moment, then shook her head: "No, it's really not possible."

"What are you talking about?" Ji Qianqin asked suspiciously.

The oath-breaker waved his hand: "Nothing, you won't understand even if I tell you."

She changed the subject almost bluntly: "Take my hand now, and I will take you away from the spiritual world. Although thinking in the spiritual world will speed up, it does not mean that the time in the real world will not go away. If you don't want to If you get caught by the ferryman, then you'd better stick with me."

Hearing this, Ji Qianqin also nodded.

She also felt that there was no point in staying here all the time.

Thinking of this, she raised her head and subconsciously wanted to grab the hand that the oath breaker extended.

However the next second.

A voice echoed in Ji Qianqin's mental space: "I really miss you

'

who? !

Listening to this strange voice, Ji Qianqin and the oath breaker raised their heads vigilantly at the same time.

Their eyes looked into the distance at the same time.

At the end of the line of sight, a man in a black windbreaker stepped on heavy leather boots and walked towards this side unhurriedly.

He tugged on his glove lightly, making the white glove more taut to the skin, and at the same time slowly lowered the hood over his head.

"Only at this time can I feel that the flow of time is going in the direction I expected. It's like fishing, waiting for hours, and finally being able to finish the rod."

Looking at the oath-breaker, his tone is soothing: "The Middle Ages, the Renaissance, the Industrial Revolution, the World War, the old calendar has passed and the new calendar has arrived, the pointer of time is turning round and round, and my spirit is also collapsing day by day. If If it grows longer, I'm afraid I will really go crazy. But fortunately, this world is always willing to give the loser new opportunities, probably because it wants to see the loser's sad and hopeless appearance once again."

"Anyway, the day has finally come."

He tugged on his windbreaker, and said with a smile: "I have been waiting for this day for a long, long time, and now, it is finally time to tighten the fishing rod and gather the fishing line."

Looking at the person in front of him, the oath breaker gritted his teeth.

"How did you get in?" She said coldly, "This should be Ji Qianqin's spiritual world, and you shouldn't be able to get in."

Hearing this, the man raised his eyebrows: "Why can't you come in?"

He walked forward unhurriedly: "Others don't know, but you still don't know?"

"At that time, she and I were also companions," the man said gently, "I remember her ability, her memory, and of course, her usefulness. You can hide in the spiritual world of Ji's family Why do you think I can't come in?"

"Aren't you and I the same?"

damn...

The expression on the oath-breaker's face was uncertain.

She glanced up at the sky with silver gray.

Bering, Bering, if you don't come again, they will really steal your house...

Just when the oath breaker thought so.

On the bus, Bering looked at the open space in front of him expressionlessly.

In the distance, a woman wielding a sickle was walking towards him quickly.

"That's the worst answer," Bering muttered to himself, "It seems that we can only hope that there will be a little longer."

(End of this chapter)