Chapter 95 The Truth!

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This unbelievable situation was something Ban Lian had never experienced in his life, even though this person was the person he thought he was most familiar with in his life.

But right now, it is the strangest thing.

Soon, the half of the screen on the opposite side that had been frozen began to move again.

The stream began to rise slowly and gradually began to spread;

The picture on that side was obviously three-dimensional, but at this time, it looked like a plan view.

Under the big tree, the old beggar was the only one left.

The stream water first covered his feet, then his waist, and finally, his head.

But the rising trend of the stream did not end because of this. Instead, it continued to rise, and the old beggar's body began to slowly sink.

The previous scene under the big trees by the stream gradually turned into an abyss environment.

Here, it’s cold;

Here, it’s bitter cold;

Here, loneliness.

Here, half of the face is very familiar.

This deep space, depressing environment, enough to make people despair of endless sleep, was once the biggest nightmare that haunted his heart.

Back then, if he hadn't made a desperate move and used his impressive talent and talents to break away from Yinggou and become independent, maybe, a few years later, he would have fallen into this deep pool.

Although the old beggar's body was sinking deeper and deeper, it did not become blurry because of it. It was still very clear, and with the continuous blessing of depth around him, his field of vision gradually became wider.

Finally, the old beggar fell to the bottom. Perhaps due to the buoyancy of the water surface, the old beggar who was originally sitting was now standing.

Pale light shines down.

Revealing the scene around the old beggar,

Surrounding the old beggar were countless people standing densely packed.

They swayed gently with the pond water there, like the dense aquatic plants growing in the depths of the pond water.

Everyone has their eyes closed, as if they are sleeping;

But it seems like everyone is actually "opening" their eyes and looking at you, because anyone will feel their scalp numb when they witness this scene.

here,

Buried in the water are dogs that have been winning for countless years;

It is Yinggou’s figure exhibition hall.

Boss Zhou had been to this place before, and for a while, because Ying Gou was sleeping, the figures inside were in a state of agitation. Finally, Boss Zhou attracted Taishan and smashed all these things. !

At that time, Mrs. Bai tried to use the fairy weapon she found to help Li Xiucheng, one of the puppeteers, return, and she almost succeeded.

Of course, that period can only be an exception. For most of the years, they were so quiet and silent...

After seeing this scene, half of his face began to stiffen, as if at this moment, he sensed his original destination.

This was a genuine feeling of empathy, but he still relied on his own instinct and tried his best to restrain it.

This is... fake!

Fake, fake, fake!

Half of his face buried his head, like an ostrich.

There is nothing funny about this, because the pressure he is under now is indeed beyond what ordinary people can bear.

"Gudu... Gudu... Gudu..."

The sound of water began to sound.

Half of his face raised his head slightly,

In the abyss ahead, the old beggar started to move again.

He seemed to be floating, but also like a person who was buried alive and was digging hard.

The sound of water is getting closer and clearer.

The figure of the old beggar is getting bigger and bigger.

This feeling is like standing at the edge of a well, lowering your head and looking down at a person climbing out of the well.

The sense of space has been crushed to pieces at this time.

"Plop..."

The old beggar climbed out,

He emerged from the abyss,

Climbed into this tomb.

at this moment,

The memory scenes that were originally split into two were actually connected.

Of course, this does not mean a true connection, but a way of presentation.

It should be the one who took the initiative to summon the old beggar out of the abyss where countless artifacts were buried.

Yes, the old beggar can be regarded as a dog of Yinggou. Although this dog was half-faced and randomly found by Yinggou, he was still a dog after all. Even if he became a monk halfway, he would still be left behind in the abyss. figure.

The old beggar stood in front of Yinggou, very respectfully, with an expression on his face that he was surviving a disaster.

It is really difficult for people who have not experienced it personally to understand the pain of being sealed under the abyss.

You must know that even now, whether in the army or in prison, the punishment method of confinement is still retained. People who have not truly experienced "confinement" cannot understand the horror of this kind of punishment, and in this abyss The confinement inside is countless times more terrifying than the so-called confinement outside.

Ying Gou, with half his face on his side, slowly said:

"Do you still want to... go down..."

The old beggar immediately knelt down and kowtowed crazily to Ying Gou:

"No... no... no... down there... it's really scary down there..."

The old beggar was so nervous and frightened that he could not even speak.

At this time, behind the old beggar, in the abyss, suddenly, it seemed that all the figures opened their eyes at the same time and began to float upwards frantically, but they were not allowed to come out, and could only continue to sink and be lonely inside.

They were just Ying Gou's playthings. Without Ying Gou's permission, there was naturally no freedom.

In the abyss, countless figures were staring at the old beggar, scratching the front frantically. The strong jealousy had devoured their minds. They were unwilling and unfair. Why could the old beggar go out but they couldn't!

The harsh scratching sound was behind him. The old beggar's body was trembling all the time, and he subconsciously looked back. After seeing the madness of those people, the horror on his face became more intense.

Fortunately, no matter how crazy they were, they couldn't come out.

Ying Gou raised his head slightly and made a nasal sound.

"Heh..."

In the abyss, those figures that were still restless just now seemed to be imprisoned at this time. They had to close their eyes, lower their arms, and slowly sink down again, sink down, sink to the bottom.

Moreover, the abyss picture that was split out earlier was slowly condensed at this time, and the picture presented by the memory barrier was complete again. Here, it was still an ancient tomb.

The half-face's eyes kept wandering around the male puppet and the old beggar.

Obviously,

the old beggar couldn't see him, after all, the old beggar was just a character on the movie screen.

As for Ying Gou, he was different.

"I don't want to... don't want to... don't want to go down again... Don't let them catch me... Don't let them catch me down..."

The old beggar continued to kowtow and beg.

Among Ying Gou's many figures, he can be said to be the most useless one.

After all, this was the half face that was successfully split out at the beginning, and it was the new dog that Ying Gou found for him in order to deliberately tease him.

"I can... give you... a few more decades... freedom..."

Ying Gou walked down the steps and came to the old beggar.

"Thank you... Thank you... Thank you!"

The old beggar cried with joy.

"Go down by yourself..."

The old beggar was a little confused when he heard this, but his eyes immediately fell on the pool behind Ying Gou.

He didn't dare to delay and immediately stood up and climbed onto the pool.

At this moment, the old beggar was almost in front of half of his face.

The old beggar seemed a little hesitant, because there was a body floating in the pool at this time, which was very similar to the one standing below.

But he didn't dare to ask or talk much, and he went down slowly and carefully from the edge, trying not to touch the body floating in the middle of the pool.

In this way, the old beggar submerged himself in the black pool, and when he stood up again, he opened his hands and a smile appeared on his face instantly.

You know, when he went down before, he was just a wisp of dead soul, no, not even a soul, just a spiritual imprint, but now, he has a body!

Ying Gou stood there, he spread out his palm, the palm cracked, a wisp of golden blood dripped out.

The blood did not fall to the ground, but floated up, and began to slowly mist and slowly disperse.

The hazy lasted for a long time,

finally,

the mist began to dissipate,

an existence exactly like Ying Gou stood opposite Ying Gou.

However, it was just a phantom, very faint and weak.

In this way, one person and one phantom, looking at each other.

After a while,

Ying Gou stretched out his hand and touched the phantom's eyebrows, and his nails gently cut a gap at that position.

The phantom began to become fainter, like a cup with a hole poked in the bottom.

Ying Gou took a step back, continued to look at the phantom, and said:

"Who are you?"

After the voice fell,

the phantom, who had originally had a very calm face, showed a thoughtful look on his face,

but this thoughtful look did not last too long.

The shadow's expression began to become cold, and his eyebrows also revealed the same aura of looking down on everything as Ying Gou, and the depths of his eyes also became deep.

At this moment, half of his face was a little dazed. If one was a shadow and the other was more real, he really couldn't tell which one was the real Ying Gou.

The shadow's temperament suddenly became sharp, and in his eyes, there was a kind of loneliness and coldness that looked down on all living things.

At this time,

he began to answer Ying Gou's question:

"I... am... Ying... Gou..."

Ying Gou smiled,

obviously,

he was very satisfied.

Then,

Ying Gou put his hand on the male puppet beside him that he had finally chosen.

The puppet began to melt, just like chocolate placed under high temperature.

In this process, the puppet's body began to slowly shrink, but this was not a complete melt, it was really just... shrinking.

From an adult man, it shrank to a young man, then to a teenager, then to a child, and finally, to a baby, lying on the ground.

Ying Gou glanced at the baby on the ground,

walked to the baby and squatted down.

The shadow imitated Ying Gou's action, walked to the baby and squatted down as well.

Ying Gou placed his hand on the baby's belly button, and the shadow also placed his hand there.

But this baby just lay there, neither crying nor fussing, making no sound.

Ying Gou took one last look at Xuying. At the same time, he raised his other hand, and a red mark began to flow on the palm of that hand.

"Tell me again...who are you?" Yinggou asked.

Xuying's eyes narrowed slightly, and his strong aura was revealed.

replied:

"You... are not... worthy... of knowing... the Tao..."

When Ying Gou heard this, he was not angry. Instead, a smile appeared on his lips.

At this time, Ying Gou did not wait for his next move.

Half of the face suddenly summoned up all the courage, raised his head, faced Yinggou, and shouted hurriedly:

"I know you can hear what I say, I know you can sense me, even though you don't exist, even though it's all fake.

But please tell me,

Why,

Why did you let me leave in the first place?

Why do you want me to tear away your three thousand years of accumulation!

I...I...I...

I always thought this was my talent, I always thought this was my ability, I was always proud of it, but...but...

But now I know that I obviously can't do it. Why would you deliberately let me go and give me three thousand years of accumulation? Why?

Is it just to tease me?

Let me have a sweet dream for thousands of years? "

Half of his face was red and his eyes were red. God knew how much courage he needed to say these words to this person now. At the same time, he also knew that if he didn't ask now, he wouldn't be able to ask later.

The action of winning the hook has indeed slowed down.

Half of his face was staring at her, waiting for his answer.

He heard it, he must have heard it, he must have heard it!

Ying Gou didn't look at half of his face.

He seemed a little dissatisfied at being interrupted like this;

random,

He smiled:

"I have been...very restrained...but still...can't suppress it completely...if I don't separate it for you...I am about to fully recover..."

"..." Half a face.

next moment,

The crimson mark on Ying Gou's palm sank into his own eyebrows and Xu Ying's eyebrows respectively, forming a seal.

immediately,

One person and one shadow began to disappear into the baby's body.

Very restrained?

Very repressive?

But you still can't control it. If you don't give your strength to yourself, will you completely recover?

So, if it happens to be something that needs to be thrown away, why not just throw it to me?

Like throwing a bone and letting your dog chase it?

Half of his face was lowered and he was kneeling on the ground. Although he was mentally prepared, he was seriously injured again. He didn't even notice that the surrounding pictures had changed.

When half of the face raised its head again,

I found myself kneeling on the asphalt road, surrounded by few street lights, and above my head, the moon and stars were sparse.

And the old beggar who had changed his clothes was standing in front of him holding a baby.

The old beggar bent down and placed the baby on the ground.

When the old beggar turned around and left,

It took half of my face to see the plaque on the left side of the iron gate in front of me.

There are five words on it:

Tongcheng Orphanage.

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