Chapter 492 'The Whisper of the Inner Demon' Killing the Heart
There was only a few steps from Screening Room 1 to the door of Screening Room 2, but Jiang Qian's walk was not easy.
Why were the memories of his "deep interaction" with his sister being covered up? Is this related to his sister's Yu clan identity? What is his sister's attitude towards this... What does the dream catcher dropped from the copy mean?
Also, has he really passed the test?
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The just-concluded "Incest" still left Jiang Qian with some questions, but the countdown that continued to flow in his field of vision reminded him:
Time waits for no one!
Those questions can be left to be searched and verified after completing the dungeon. Right now, conquering the hidden missions is the only way out.
And Jiang Qian became serious this time.
"The Whisper of the Inner Demon" is one of those people who lurks in a secret corner and gives you a fatal blow when you are not prepared! It is like the last straw that breaks the camel's back, so even if he is now at the peak of his five states, he still cannot take it lightly.
This is why the spirit-swallowing beast, a living prop with the function of purifying filth, was re-awakened.
There are risks - the Bainaton Spirit Beast is connected to the fortifications of the Holy Mountain. Once damaged, Jiang Qian's hidden power will be implicated; but fortunately, the Spirit Swallowing Beast is a clerical item, and he expects that this copy will not be able to do anything with its own purification.
The life form of the priestly item with the effect.
While thinking about it, Jiang Qian stopped in front of the door of projection room 2.
His eyes passed over the "Heart-killing" poster hanging at the door, and the white dagger crossing the red and blue tones seemed to flash brightly, lifelike.
Jiang Qian remained unmoved and reached out to open the door...
The force was pushed from the wrist, without any hesitation or noise during the process - the door opened, and then, an attraction enveloped Jiang Qian the moment the door was opened, taking him in!
Plop——
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Jiang Qian's body fell into the cold water, and before his head and face were submerged, he heard the anxious howling of the sperm-swallowing beast at the door...
Can't this guy get in? He's so cunning... Jiang Qian suddenly felt a lump in his throat when he thought of this!
What followed was a feeling of suffocation on the verge of drowning.
The cold and biting liquid crowded around his body and clung to his face, pulling away the life-sustaining gas bit by bit...
Impossible, how could I drown?... Unbelievable thoughts flashed through Jiang Qian's mind.
He is the holder of the "Snake" card and multiple dragon cards. To him, water is a blessing of power and the most familiar area. How could he drown?!
However, the senses are not compromised at all, and the painful experience of the suffocation process comes like a huge shadow!
Jiang Qian was helpless. In his gradually blurred consciousness, he felt that his soul was light and floating, peeling away from his cold body inch by inch, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time...
It's that familiar feeling again.
"cough……"
As the feeling of suffocation continued to increase, Jiang Qian tried hard to retrieve relevant traces from the newly recovered memory, trying to retrieve the familiar past.
But the more he concentrated on thinking, the blurry his vision became, his body became more and more tense, his mind became hot, and his consciousness became chaotic...
Suddenly, two familiar voices broke into his mind without warning:
"Yun Zhongshuo, I will not let you go! Give me your son back!" The woman's anger was obviously crying.
"Xiaohan, calm down..."
Jiang Qian woke up suddenly!
Suffering from intense physical discomfort, he recognized the identity of the owner of the voice, who was actually the two people he was supposed to be closest to in his life: his mother Wen Han and his father Jiang Xuesong!
Before he could think deeply about the meaning of these two sentences, the voice of a third person came as expected:
"Oh……"
The chuckle from a man was in sharp contrast to the mother's heartbroken cry.
Who is it?
Dragon God, Yunzhong Shuo?
Jiang Qian struggled to stay awake, trying to get more clues.
then--
"Jiang Yang? Why are you up?"
This time the voice came from my father, and there was worry in his tone.
The mother took a breath of air, someone stood up, and there was a chaotic sound of things being accidentally knocked over.
Immediately, there was a buzzing in his ears, and Jiang Qian subconsciously covered his ears!
He can't hear it anymore...
It can neither be seen nor smelled.
What's the situation? Father, mother, Dragon God, and... Jiang Yang?... Jiang Qian's mind was in a mess, and he had a splitting headache for a while. He couldn't see anything clearly or grasp anything.
He is still light and airy, as if he is swaying in the wind...
Very cold.
Jiang Qian tried to grab something, but his surroundings were extremely empty, as if he had arrived in a lonely mountain.
In a daze, he felt two tombs passing by in front of him. He couldn't see the inscriptions clearly, so he moved forward uncontrollably again...
Until the back of a man came into view again.
Jiang Qian stopped here, and the back figure in front of him gradually became clearer. The man had a straight figure, and when viewed from the side, his face was sharp and elegant.
Wearing the clothes of an ordinary mountain man, he sat with his back against a stone pier on the mountainside, quietly looking at the mountains in the distance.
This figure looks a bit familiar.
That familiar name flashed into Jiang Qian's mind, causing waves in his heart.
At this time, a childish voice came from beside me: "Dad, what are you looking at?"
The man then slowly turned his head, his eyes loving and firm: "Dad is leaving for a while."
"I'm leaving again...can I go with you?"
"It's not possible now. When dad settles down, he will come to pick you up, you and mom."
"Oh..." The boy's tone was obviously disappointed.
But his father quickly stood up, patted his head and said: "Protect mom!"
"Um!"
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Protect mom!
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A kind of awareness bursting from the depths of his soul stung Jiang Qian!
The same words were once rooted in his memory, but they came from his own father.
However, at this moment, when Jiang Qian once again reviewed the last words his father Jiang Xuesong left for him across the turbulent current, the words "protect mother" were nowhere to be found...
Jiang Qian subconsciously went to take out the dream catcher he was carrying, but was surprised to find that his hands had turned into those of a child! At this time, his body was short and immature, and it was no longer its original physique.
"Could it be that the person I am now is...Xiao Zhuo?"
Jiang Qian remembered that the dead sons of the Dragon God were named Xiao Zhuo and Yun Zhuo.
That young man Yun Zhuo who almost massacred the entire Linyuan Village by himself!
As he thought, the man in front of him and the kind smile disappeared. The sun set and the moon rose. In the blink of an eye, he was standing in Linyuan Village where corpses were everywhere...
"This is……"
Looking at the stumbling figures escaping one by one, and the frightened eyes of the people who fell on the roadside unable to escape, Jiang Qian slowly raised his hands, and the thick blood stuck between his young fingers, forming an absurd feeling.
Contrast - Just like the causal mirror he saw in the illusion of the sacred mountain, the young boy was immature and cruel.
Then, Jiang Qian lost control of "himself".
He moved forward uncontrollably, and picked up the sharp weapons dropped by others from his feet. He walked rampantly and swiftly and swiftly killed every life that appeared in his field of vision... Whether they were humans or animals, they were all under his control.
In one thought, the soul disappears from the sky!
Why...you want me to see this...?
Jiang Qian tried hard to regain control of his body, but everything was in vain.
He was forced to follow Yun Zhuo's perspective, kill each target with his own hands, and see the horror and pain of their dying moments.
"Yun Zhuo! Stop!"
Alluvial gold?
Jiang Qian quickly looked towards the voice, but the next second, the hoe in his hand hit the opponent's head hard!
The bright red blood streaked down the boy's face quickly, rushing to break away from the thin and fragile body. The boy's expression suddenly froze, and the look of fear penetrated from shallow to deep in his wide eyes...
Then, the centaur rushed up and fell apart - that was Yun Zhuo's uncle. His death was particularly tragic when witnessed from the first-person perspective!
The broken pieces of flesh, the hideous death state, the blood mist, the fishy smell...
But this could not stop the young man from going his own way.
"Protect mom..."
Jiang Qian heard childish words coming from beside him... No, he could no longer tell whether the voice came from beside him or from himself, and whether the speaker was Yun Zhuo or himself.
All the feelings were as real and profound as if he was watching his own memory!
He was in incredible excitement, and it was difficult to control his pace and movements, until...a thin figure appeared in the center of his cloudy vision accompanied by the flickering firelight.
Only then did he realize that the blood and tears in his eyes had burst out...
Yuan Xi, Yun Zhuo’s mother?
When Jiang Qian's vision gradually became clearer, he was embraced by the lost woman.
"Mom...Mom..."
He heard Yun Zhuo say this.
For some reason, Jiang Qian felt extremely happy and relieved the moment he threw himself into Yuan Xi's arms!
It seems as if some irresistible commission has been fulfilled, as if the sins all over the body have been forgiven...
He was immersed in complete peace, feeling complete and full in body and mind! But then, he felt the strong and heavy loss of the person in his arms!
Just like the red sun is annihilated and the bright moon is buried in the deep sea...
