The corners of his mouth curved: "Either he has a gang background? Wu Ding's son? Or is he Wu Ding's minion collecting national treasures in the country?"
"Or, like Yoona, he is an undercover police agent!?" This speculation finally emerged in Guangqi's mind and gradually took hold.
What makes Guangqi extremely depressed is that the next memory poured into his mind is still not about my true identity, nor about this tomb robbing plan, but about myself, Chen Cheng, Ding Yong, and Dali.
of brotherhood.
What Guangqi didn't expect was that the top few memories in terms of importance were all emotional things, and there was no information of any significance for Guangqi to dig into, which made him unable to hold on any longer.
"Damn, what a piece of trash with no ambitions." Guang Qi couldn't help scolding: "How can a person who fills most of his important memories with emotions achieve great things?!"
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In a place I don't know the name of, I could only feel that everything in front of me was white, I couldn't move my limbs, and the skin around me was being eroded by traces of yin energy. Even my bones began to hurt, and my back shoulder hurt even more. It was a heartbreaking pain.
, the pain was so painful that tears seemed extremely cheap.
"Where am I!? Why is it so cold? Is this a world of ice and snow?" I looked around, and the flying snow was dancing in the sky. There was no one around, except myself lying on a huge floating ice block.
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"I wasn't wearing these clothes just now!" I quickly noticed something strange, "These shoes are not my favorite color either!"
"My nose doesn't seem that flat, does it!? My hair isn't that long either!" I used my only sight to observe what was wrong with me, and suddenly, a familiar yet unfamiliar person appeared in my mind!
"This outfit, this nose, and this hair, aren't they Guangqi's outfit?" Thinking of this, I finally panicked.
"Help!" I shouted, trying to call someone to help me. "Help, someone come to save me!? Help!"
After calling continuously for several minutes, not even a single penguin, let alone a human, paid attention to me.
"Why am I here!?" I tried to calm myself down, and suddenly I remembered the scene when I obtained the extraordinary body that day.
"Is this an illusion?!"
I recited a mantra silently in my heart, trying to open up the celestial eye to spy on things around me, but no matter how hard he tried, there was no response from the celestial eye. Time passed second by second, and the snow fell heavier and heavier, and my heart became heavier and heavier.
It's getting colder.
After being hit by the cold wind for a while, I calmed down and accepted the fact that my body had been changed by Guangqi's evil magic.
"I didn't expect that Guangqi is really Fang Juncai! I blame myself for underestimating the enemy, and I fell into his trick!" I was annoyed in my heart, and my unwillingness and regret kept invading his thinking.
"He took my body and did not choose to get rid of me immediately. He must have his purpose," I tried to calm down and tried to guess the reason why Guang Qi, that is, Fang Juncai did not kill himself.
A steady stream of memory fragments poured into my mind, which made me extremely shocked: "Why are Guangqi's memories coming to my mind!? Then conversely, he can also know my memories!?"
As I pondered this terrifying moment, I gradually felt that my frozen soul seemed to be getting worse, and I couldn't help but shudder.
"This spell can actually have such a function!?" I was even more panicked: "Then the plan we have worked hard for several months will all be exposed in front of Guang Qi!?"
I couldn't help but think about it, and Guangqi's memories kept pouring in, including how Guangqi's ambition to implement the huge plan step by step, his pursuit of wealth and magic and his choice to ignore life, and his attitude toward Huang Wuchang and others.
Hatred, grudges against past enemies, most of these clips are negative emotions, which caused a lot of visual and auditory impact on me.
"What's going on in Guangqi's mind!?" I broke out in a cold sweat: "All these resentments and negative emotions!?"
Being smart, I quickly thought: "Could these be all extremely important memories for him!? That would be too dark, right? He is full of malice, and even Huang Wuchang was plotted by him.
target!?"
It turns out that in Guangqi's memory, there is a detailed and sinister calculation plan, a huge plan against Huang Wuchang and Wei Ye.
"The calculation is that my plan is only ranked third!?" I cursed in my heart: "It seems that he has advanced my plan!"
In Guangqi's grand plan, finding the "Dragon-turn-Phoenix" technique was ranked first, and the second ranked item turned out to be to seize Huang Wuchang's magic!
"What a terrible person. Even the master and fellow disciples are in his scheme!!" I can't describe the mood in my heart. A chill from the bottom of my heart spreads throughout his body, because I can't guess
Guangqi will do some crazy things after knowing his memory.
"Smile! Chen Cheng, Ding Yong Dali!" My imprisoned soul shouted hysterically, but in this vast white world of ice and snow, there was no response at all.
I couldn't help but get red in my eyes when I shouted at Tiantian and ignored them: "It doesn't matter if I die. It would be terrible if I killed them. If I go to hell, I probably won't even be friends!"
"I don't know if Master or the others have discovered anything wrong with "me"." I thought of the trap I put on Guangqi again: "I wonder if he drank Tieguanyin. Did he drive my Bugatti Veyron?"
"The more I think about it, the more scared I become.
"Guangqi's plan against Huang Wuchang is certainly important, and it is very likely to achieve a breakthrough in the case, but I don't know what Guangqi will do to harm my companions!" Even so, I knew in my heart that I
His worries seemed to be of no use, because he himself was like a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river - he could not save himself.
Memories kept coming to Guangqi's mind. In the picture, Chen Cheng and I were playing basketball at school, and we were laughing and talking about something.
At this time, two people also wearing school uniforms came over holding a basketball. They were one large and one small, they didn't match up very well, and they seemed to be afraid of something.
"Can I join you to play ball?" the little man asked in a low voice.
"No, we are talking about tactics." Chen Cheng rejected him without saying a word.
The first one and the second one looked at each other, and smiled bitterly as if they had expected to be rejected.
"Isn't this our transfer student?" I easily made a layup in three steps. After the basketball entered the frame, I caught it in my hand. I only heard him joke: "Ding Yong Dali, what an interesting name."
The tall Ding Yong rubbed the back of his head and seemed a little embarrassed: "Dali and I have just arrived and are not familiar with the place. The monitor said that you two are the class bullies of our second grade class 3. If we want to study here with peace of mind,
I have to establish a good relationship with you first."
"Uh huh!?" I passed the ball to Chen Cheng and sneered: "That stinky squad leader is really good at pushing things. He pushed two raw radishes towards us."
"What...what is a raw radish?" Dali looked very embarrassed.
Taking the basketball from me, Chen Cheng shook his head and said: "A raw carrot is useless, do you understand?"
Dali and Ding Yong looked at each other and smiled bitterly, not knowing how to continue the conversation.
"You two go to the basketball court over there first," I pointed to the opposite half. "There is no one there. Don't hinder Chen Cheng and I from formulating our game tactics against Class 5 in the afternoon."
Facing the lack of reception from me and Chen Cheng, Ding Yong and Dali seemed very bored, so they had to carry the basketball to the half court I mentioned.
"These two carrots are quite obedient," Chen Cheng shook his head and smiled: "Why are there so many good classes that are not included, but our poor class is here?"
"You admit that you are just on a bad shift," I stepped left and right, threw the ball to Chen Cheng after a layup: "Wherever I am, there will never be a bad shift."
"Hey, you guys, big and small, go away quickly!" At this time, seven or eight students hadn't arrived yet, but the curses came first.
"Why...you want us to go away? We were the ones who came first." Ding Yong wanted to take the basketball back, but was pushed away by the group of people.
"Can you please tell me the rules?" Dali subconsciously hid behind Ding Yong.
The leader was half a head taller than Ding Yong. He threw Ding Yong's basketball to the opposite side, and the basketball rolled to my feet within a few jumps.
I stepped on the ball and did not say anything to stop the conflict. Instead, I quietly watched the excitement like other people playing ball.
"Want to go over and take a look?" Chen Cheng asked softly.
I sneered: "Don't worry, let's see if these two dare to resist. If they are cowards, huh..."
Chen Cheng squinted his eyes, as if he didn't know the meaning of my word "hum".
"Why did you throw my ball!?" Ding Yong became a little angry and asked: "Why!?"
"Why!?" The tall man laughed and pointed his thumb at himself: "Just because I am Zhao Xiong from Class 8, Grade 3!"
Ding Yong and Dali looked at each other in confusion. Ever since the day they arrived at Xinxing No. 1 Middle School, they had heard of Zhao Xiong's "History of Scenery". Apart from the teacher, he was the number one character in the junior high school who should not be messed with.
"Brother Xiong, look at these two people, they look very strange." In the middle of the laughter, one of them pushed Dali, "Look at this dwarf, he is about to pee with fear."
"Haha, coward," the tall man pushed Ding Yong away with one hand: "Why, look at your eyes, you are very unhappy! Which class are you in?"
Ding Yong pushed Zhao Xiong's hand away and said coldly: "We are from Class 3 of the second grade of junior high school."
"It turns out they are from Class 3 of the second grade of junior high school," Zhao Xiong sneered: "I heard that two weird transfer students came to that class. Are you two useless people?"
"What did you say!?" Ding Yong became angry and asked loudly.
Dali also stood up from behind Ding Yong: "Don't think that we are afraid of you because there are more people!"
"Oh, you still dare to refute!?" Zhao Xiong was just about to take action when he heard a low curse coming from in front of him.