Chapter 493 'The Whispers of the Inner Demon' Whose Heart Is Killing?
For a person who has received a weak pain perception buff after an accident, it is sometimes difficult to understand the "pain" of others.
What's more, people like Jiang Qian, who also loses control of negative emotions such as fear, sadness, and guilt, always seem to be insulated from strong sensory stimulation and aroused bad emotions.
He doesn't need to do any mental construction, he can be arrogant at any time, calm and precise like a machine.
Of course, this is a flaw.
But it is also his unique "privilege".
Jiang Qian has even become accustomed to his own privileges. He is used to being emotionless and only dealing with problems - concisely and efficiently.
However, when the sharp dagger penetrated his chest from behind, the force without a trace of hesitation tightened his breathing instantly... Jiang Qian's senses became sharper and richer than ever before!
Through Yun Zhuo's body and mind, he experienced what should have been Yun Zhuo's experiences...
Severe pain shot through his body, and Jiang Qian's world was like falling into hell.
The joy of mother and son being reunited, the peace in their hearts, and their full mood suddenly disappeared - leaving only the heart-piercing pain!
The pain seeped into his blood every second, flowing through every corner of his body in an instant, like a spark starting a prairie fire, intensifying...
Before he could react to this irresistible torture, another strong uneasiness invaded his nerves.
That dagger...
The sharp weapon that had just penetrated his chest was using the inertia of stabbing him to penetrate his chest inch by inch, and then inevitably pierced into Yuan Xi's arms!
"sorry……"
The almost desperate cry is still in my ears...
Jiang Qian lowered his head and stared blankly as the blood-stained knife tip pierced Yuan Xi's clothes and penetrated that thin body inch by inch. He felt overwhelmed and trembled!
The strong uneasiness overturned and crushed him like a tsunami! All the strength collapsed at that moment, the world seemed to be extinguished, and as the luster in Yuan Xi's eyes gradually dimmed, it turned into nothingness...
Jiang Qian opened his mouth, his whole body trembling, but he couldn't say a word.
This severe injury completely surpassed the physical pain, and was so deep that he could no longer look directly!
There is no way to look at it, no way to stop it, and no way to escape.
Just like this, a child's world suddenly cooled down when he was killed by his biological mother, and then completely collapsed when he witnessed his mother's death.
Fortunately, death freed him... Jiang Qian thought numbly.
This was not the first time that he witnessed the death of Yun Zhuo, the son of the Dragon God, but it was the first time that he experienced the pain of being heartbroken by his own mother from a first-person perspective!
He found pessimistically that even though he suffered a fatal penetrating wound, he still had no resentment towards his mother who attacked him with a knife. Instead, he was just confused and at a loss... Until the tip of the knife continued to stab Yuan Xi, his emotions
Only then did I finally feel nervous, uneasy, and scared until I collapsed!
The emotional collapse made Jiang Qian deeply resonate with Yun Zhuo's fear and sadness!
At the same time, another terrifying situation was glimpsed in the process of collapse...
Why is it Yun Zhuo? Why is it Yuan Xi?
Why did these two people appear in his world...
The so-called killing the heart, whose heart is killing...
Terrifying connections, incredible coincidences, and messy clues swirled in Jiang Qian's mind.
That hysterical cry came into my ears again! It was deafening:
"Yun Zhongshuo, I won't let you go...give your son back to me!"
It's Wen Han.
What happened to force the gentle and reserved mother to become so angry at her father's best friend?
Dragon God's voice followed closely, and this time Jiang Qian heard the complete sentence:
"Ha...but your son is already dead."
"No! He didn't, he didn't! You bastard!!"
"Xiaohan, stop talking..."
"Don't touch me! Jiang Xuesong... you harmed your son, and I will never forgive you!"
…
"Jiang Yang, why are you up?"
…
Jiang Qian woke up as if from a dream.
He couldn't see the light, but he could hear clearly. Everyone's emotions, words and even breathing were so real and authentic, it was as if he was immersed in the scene...
What kind of situation can bring his father, mother, Dragon God, and even Jiang Yang together?
The answer is undoubtedly - that incident twelve years ago.
Father Jiang Xuesong and the Dragon God comrades rushed to the battle of gods. During the process, they were preparing to "farewell" to their wife and children, but they were accidentally plotted by enemies from abroad, which almost led to a catastrophe.
In most people's minds, that so-called accident caused him to lose his father, his mother to lose her husband, and it also caused a subversive change in his destiny.
That day, his father died...
Of course, "death" is just a disguise.
His father Jiang Xuesong did not die in the mainland, but fell in the battle between gods. This was double confirmed by the White Tiger Venerable and the Dionysus.
It was not my father who died, but someone did die...
Thinking of this, Jiang Qian's breathing quickened involuntarily.
He knew he was close to the truth——
The one who died was... my son!
The "son" in Wen Han's words - the dead son, if it were not Jiang Yang, there would be only...
Jiang Qian was covered in cold sweat on his forehead.
In the darkness, with the sharp dagger still embedded in his chest, Jiang Qian trembled and raised his head.
At this moment, he finally understood why his biological mother had been indifferent and alienated from him for many years, and why his brother regarded him as a devil and never showed him any brotherly care, but instead targeted him everywhere...
He understood the reason for his "dramatic change in temperament" after the accident, and understood the dragon Kull's surprise when he learned his identity, because he was not Jiang Xuesong's youngest son at all!
He is not Jiang Qian - the real Jiang Qian was unfortunately killed in the joint ambush between Demon Cave and Ashes that year!
"So who am I?"
Jiang Qian asked himself!
His hand touched the tip of the dagger pierced through his chest, and the blood on it still carried the body temperature of "mother and child".
The answer is ready to come out.
He secretly hated himself for having thought of it earlier.
The superspecies identity card can be passed on to the next generation. He has a hidden "dragon" on his body. Currently, the only person in the country who has been confirmed to have the "dragon" card and can fully utilize the superposition ability of the "dragon" card is the dragon.
A person shines in the divine cloud!
If the Dragon God hadn't taken the initiative to pass on the inheritance, where would he have been lucky enough to receive such a special courtesy?
Including the underwater sea hidden in the promotion ceremony, the red-scaled remnant dragon guarding the "Coiling Dragon Formation", and the miraculous closeness when he came into contact with Yuan Xi in the illusion of the sacred mountain, they all foreshadow this bitter truth.
"I am...the son of the Dragon God..."
Jiang Qian tightened his grip on the tip of the knife and painfully realized: "I am...Yun Zhuo!"
Countless details that have been ignored in the past have pointed to:
After teaming up with Jiang Xuesong to subdue the Ancestral God, it was impossible for the Dragon God not to find Yuan Xi's mother and son, but what awaited him was not the well-being of his wife and children, but two lonely graves hastily buried by the people of Linyuan Village.
Perhaps the Dragon God discovered that his son was not really dead - Yun Zhuo, who had been polluted by the Ancestral God, had crossed the boundary between life and death. The only flaw was the "backlash" of the mutation!
Of course, the Dragon God would not let bad luck happen. He looked for opportunities to bring his son back to life.
Then this opportunity came.
As the war between gods approached, his best friend Jiang Xuesong was plotted by his enemies and lost a young son.
The Dragon God was also present that day. He manipulated the "dead Jiang Qian" and promoted the rebirth of his biological son Yun Zhuo. However, this angered Wen Han, Jiang Qian's mother, and Wen Han became hysterical.
argue……
Once you figure out a certain key, the truth becomes so simple!
But why hasn't he noticed?
In other words, why have I never had the courage to seek verification?
Because I don’t want to!
Being the son of the Dragon God is too cruel.
A child who was killed by his biological mother, a child who has already shouldered a heavy blood debt at a young age, his life experience is too miserable no matter how you look at it!
"Killing people and killing hearts, is this your goal... huh? The inner demon whispers!"
A sneer appeared on Jiang Qian's lips. He would rather believe that his awakening was due to the dungeon's cunning plan!
But his reason reminded him again and again that everything he was experiencing had traces.
There are few unprovoked coincidences in the world.
Jiang Qian's mood sank as he realized his identity...
It was at this moment that he deeply understood the horror of the "whisper of the inner demon": even if it did not forge any content, it still had the ability to give anyone a fatal attack.
Unless the body is upright and upright throughout its life, there will be no harm or guilt!
otherwise……
Jiang Qian's thinking stopped, and his severe depression prevented him from thinking deeply.
He has even lost the desire to live, and his brain is immersed in the previous emotional stimulation:
Losing a child must be painful, so Wen Han will lose control and collapse, even if he knows that the other person is the Ash Dragon God!
But his biological mother...
Yuan Xi's face emerged in Jiang Qian's mind, and her voice and smile were connected with many scenes deep in his memory, becoming more graceful and vivid.
However, Jiang Qian only felt a twitching in his chest. The severe discomfort forced him to bend over and kneel on the ground to retching!
Cold sweat and tears poured out of his body, and he felt lonely and desperate like never before.
He is a man who should have died.
Because he was obsessed with himself, he was responsible for the lives of dozens of people in Linyuan Village.
He was killed by his biological mother, and his obsession also drove her to death, and he suffered the consequences!
But such an unbearable self, the sinner who should have redeemed his life! But he once again occupied the magpie's nest, became a beloved child of a scholarly family, and entered an innocent family with all his sins...
No……
Fate is doomed, he is not the controller of fate, mistakes and sins are beyond his control!
Do you want to let your mother be kidnapped and do nothing?
Ha...even if you make a deal with the devil, you won't hesitate!
Jiang Qian trembled, curled up, and pressed his head against the cold floor, but it was unable to cool down the torment in his heart.
Deep in the consciousness, the identities belonging to "Jiang Qian" and "Yun Zhuo" are fighting against each other!
He was split into two opposing parts, fighting each other in an invisible storm.
Heart-breaking...
Whose heart should be killed?
"Uh-"
Tearing pain erupted from his body, carrying all the negative emotions that had nowhere to put them, overflowing like a mountain fire.
The remaining trace of sanity alerts Jiang Qian and Yun Zhuo. He is still in the hidden task of the dungeon and is in danger. Any momentary negligence may lead to the death of both of them, and the whole game will be lost!
However, at this moment, a faint light shone on the back of his head.
Jiang Qian, who was surrounded by trees and grass, froze, then struggled to get up and looked at the place where the glimmer of light was leaking.
In front of his blurry vision, there was a person standing.
The short body, head lowered, stood a little reserved.
Who is...?
While his thoughts were rising and falling, he staggered towards the old-fashioned short body, as if there were a pair of invisible hands pushing him, exploring forward until the ridiculous "disguise" was completely torn apart!
Jiang Qian almost fell at the feet of the short figure...
He reached out and grabbed the young man's leg, his tentacles were cold and wet.
Not only was he wet, water was dripping from the boy's body...
Drops of cool water fell on Jiang Qian's upturned face, which was so cold that it made people shiver.
At the same time, Jiang Qian saw the young man's face clearly.
It was no one else...
The familiar feeling of drowning seemed to have happened yesterday. Jiang Qian looked at himself standing pale when he was a child... No, he is not Jiang Qian, the boy in front of him is!
"Are you here...to ask for my identity?" Jiang Qian grinned.
His smile at this time was uglier and more embarrassing than ever before.
But he still finds it ridiculous!
What's ridiculous is that I, a murderous maniac who was killed by my dearest relatives, actually used someone else's identity to walk around and live a prosperous life!
But the next second, he couldn't laugh anymore.
Because the pale boy... actually opened his eyes and looked at him.
Eye contact...
Two souls in the same body caught a glimpse of each other.
This time, there is no battle between heaven and man inside the body, no communication of words and actions.
Just this weird look at each other made countless vivid pictures instantly emerge in Jiang Qian's memory, like flowers blooming!
That was the scene where Jiang Qian interacted with his family since he was a child: Lafayette's love and careful teaching, his aunt's absurdity and playfulness, his sister's love and tenderness, the frustrated Jiang Yang who looked like a joke, and the neighbors who greeted him with smiles from poking his spine.
, and finally called him "someone else's child"...
Everyone in his family grows vividly in his memory, exerting a subtle and invisible influence on his life trajectory, and constitutes his life...
And he also happened to constitute the other person's life.
Every insignificant moment reshaped him, melting the loneliness and desolation rooted in his memory, covering up the deep pain that filled the last days of his life.
Obviously, he is not the real Jiang Qian, but at the same time, he is no longer a pure Yun Zhuo.
"I envy you."
Jiang Qian's stiff expression revealed a faint smile.
He saw that the frail boy had been cared for and doted on without reservation by the Jiang family since the day he was born. He saw his father return from the battlefield for him and his mother fight to the death for him.
He admired the young man from the bottom of his heart, holding on to the young man's clothes with one hand and groping behind his back with the other.
"So, I'll continue... uh..."
Jiang Qian grasped the dagger inserted into his back and reluctantly pulled the blade away inch by inch.
During this process, the absent-minded eyes gradually focused, and the innocent smile finally turned into a cold and focused one! Then, the blood-stained dagger drew a scarlet arc of light in the darkness——
