The middle-aged man in black formal attire walked into the overlap of this mysterious world as if no one was around.

"Inspector Ji, long time no see."

The middle-aged man stood still and greeted Ji Changan in a familiar way, smiling.

Ji Changan looked at the person in front of him, suddenly spoke, and said with a firm tone:

"Aren't you him, possessed or disguised?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Why did Inspector Ji say this? I just finished the meeting and hurried over. Before leaving the conference room, I also chatted with your Commissioner Zhao."

Regarding this, Ji Chang'an refused to comment and said, "Liu Qinghuan chose to be a Pure Land citizen. How many successful efforts are you behind it?"

"Inspector Ji seems to have misunderstood me." The middle-aged man laughed in silence, "Most of the reason why Qinghuan chose to be a Pure Land people is attributed to his mother, and it has nothing to do with me."

"I remember Mayor Liu's wife died ten years ago."

The middle-aged man said lightly: "This is just an external statement. The truth is that it is 'missing'. Liu Bowei's wife was originally a people of the Pure Land. The union between them was pure accident. Unfortunately, in the end, between family affection, love and faith, she chose the latter and abandoned her husband and son."

Ji Changan narrowed his eyes and said, "So, have you admitted that you forcibly occupied Mayor Liu's body through some means?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled, "Inspector Ji is really careful, but the relationship between me and him may be far more complicated than what Inspector Ji guessed."

Ji Changan realized that the existence of this suspected person who occupied Mayor Liu Bowei and Liu did not seem to have any intention of hiding his identity.

In other words, he did not try to communicate with himself completely against Liu Bowei's identity.

"Tell me?"

Ji Changan said with a smile.

At the same time, the incomplete "Third of the Sky" floating behind him locked in the middle-aged man far away.

Although he was a joke, his actions were no different from warnings and coercion.

The middle-aged man looked at Ji Changan deeply and said with a smile:

"Forget it today. I can't be out for too long, otherwise I will hurt Bowei and I won't waste my time on it."

"Inspector Ji, since you have truly taken over the person left over from the past, will our agreement still take effect?"

Ji Changan narrowed his eyes slightly and said vigilantly: "Agreement? What agreement? Do you want to cheat me?"

Upon hearing this, the man in front of Liu Bowei raised his eyebrows slightly.

His eyes looked at Ji Changan with deep eyes, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking.

He stared at Ji Chang'an for a while, and finally sighed:

"It seems that the conditions that Inspector Ji promised me in the past are still far away. Well, I have been waiting for thousands of years, and it is not bad for the past few years. At least this time, it is the closest time that Inspector Ji has to the origin."

Waiting for ten thousand years?

In other words, if the agreement he said really exists, then the person who signed it with him should not be himself, but the other two guys?

The most likely one is a guy who has disappeared.

"What is the agreement between you and me?"

Ji Changan stared at the other party and asked slowly.

The middle-aged man waved his hand and smiled, "This is not convenient to speak here. When Inspector Ji should think of it, he will think of it."

Ji Changan frowned and said, "I don't like others playing puzzles with me."

The middle-aged man said helplessly: "It's not that I want to have a puzzle with Inspector Ji, but something is really not convenient for me to reveal to you before Inspector Ji remembers it. This is also part of the agreement between you and me."

"...You appeared here specifically, even exposing your identity, just to determine whether I remembered the promise I made with you in the past?"

The middle-aged man said frankly: "Yes, for me, this is very important and determines the bet I will make next."

"Betting? Since there is a betting, then there is a betting plate. What is a betting plate?"

"Of course, it was a choice between the first true god and Isis, who was about to truly forge the position of the true god."

Hearing the other party's confession without any concealment, Ji Changan was silent for a moment and asked:

"Who is the real god of the world?"

He had the courage to bet between the two true gods, and even reached an agreement with him tens of years ago, so he would naturally not be an ordinary character. Just the long years of survival made him suspect that this person was one of those true gods.

The middle-aged man gently pressed his left chest with his right hand, bowed slightly, and said with a smile:

"Inspector Ji was joking. In front of you, how many people in this world dare to regard themselves as gods?"

He raised his hand and looked at the clock on his wrist and said:

"The time is almost over, and this meeting will end here. I am looking forward to the next meeting with Inspector Ji."

However, in the next moment.

The "Trone of the Sky" floating behind Ji Changan was hanging high in the sky, dropping the great authority belonging to the sky, blocking the mystery world here and blocking the passage from the outside world!

"No hurry, it's rare to meet once, it's a pity not to get close to you. This time, you appeared in a daze, but not only did you not relieve me of worries, but instead brought me a lot of trouble."

Ji Changan said lightly, determined to test the opponent's strength and find out his foundation.

This person's appearance and his comments just now not only did not solve some of his confusion, but instead intensified the fog that lingers in his heart.

It's just a matter of making trouble.

If he hadn't noticed that the other party had no obvious malice, he would have doubted whether this guy had been sent by the enemy.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the authority to block the sky here, and said helplessly:

"Why should Inspector Dis do this? Can't we get together and part with each other?"

Ji Changan smiled and said sincerely: "Of course, as long as you can solve my doubts, it's not something that can cause me trouble."

"I am the most afraid of trouble. I was still worried about who brought the nine-fold mystery here, but you appeared rashly. I thought it was the person behind the scenes, but I didn't expect you to bring me another fog."

He shook his head as he said, looking at the man with a very bad look, just to say bluntly whether you are here to cause trouble for me.

"You can't be tolerant?" the middle-aged man looked around and said slowly.

"Of course, I can answer my three questions. Let's part with each other and look forward to meeting each other next time. Otherwise, even if there is a next time, I'm afraid there will be nothing to talk about."

Hearing these explicit threatening words, the middle-aged man was silent for a moment and couldn't help but sigh:

"In this life, why is Inspector Ji... not at all arrogant?"

Ji Changan said regretfully: "Life is forced, I hope we can forgive it."

The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly and sighed:

"Well, it's my abruptness this time. Then I will answer three questions from Inspector Ji, which is that I refuse to answer the secret part. Whether I can solve the problem from these three questions depends on Inspector Ji's ability."

Ji Changan nodded and said, "Then I would like to thank you for your cooperation."

"The first question is, which lifetime did I sign the contract with you?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "There is a prerequisite for answering this question. Can Inspector Ji know how many times he has experienced 'return'?"

"return?"

"Every creatures in this world have their own home, even if it is death, it is no exception.

In most cases, after death, all spirits will enter the realm of death, and after experiencing the Wheel-Turning Hall, they will return to the sea of ​​roots."

The middle-aged man explained,

“Even gods have their own home.

After death, the gods born in this world will directly return to the sea of ​​roots. This is 'return', that is, death."

Ji Changan said expressionlessly: "So you are asking me how many times have I died? Next time, you don't go around the corners of your conversation, don't play puzzles, just click on it."

In response to this, the middle-aged man said helplessly:

"There is a difference in nature. For most living beings in this world, this is death, but for you, it is just a return to the origin."

"The origin is immortal, and the real name imprinted on it will not disperse. Death is just an eternal sleep for you. When the stars shine, eternal sleep will end."

Ji Chang'an thought about something. Is this the truth about their reincarnation?

If every reincarnation is a "return", then at this time, I should have experienced... once or twice?

I don’t know if I am now, and I am a thousand years ago, I will count for a lifetime. If I count, it will be one time, and if I don’t count, it will be two times.

He suddenly frowned, and there was no place between the "He" who represents divinity and the man who represents humanity...

This question will be answered in the next second.

The majestic voice echoed in his mind.

"Chang'an, tell him that I've experienced two 'returns' before and after."

Deep in the world of mind, sitting on the throne, even though the seal had been broken, the man who had been silent suddenly spoke.

His voice was completely beyond Ji Changan's expectations.

"Is it you who reached an agreement with him back then?"

Ji Changan asked tentatively in his heart.
To be continued...