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"Ah Jin?!"

Lin Qiye stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar face, standing in place like a sculpture.

It's too similar, it's too similar... No, it's not a matter of similarity anymore, this is exactly the grown-up Ah Jin!

At this moment, Lin Qiye's thoughts seemed to return to Cangnan, the small and cramped room that had accompanied him for more than ten years.

The early morning sun fell on the floor, and amidst the aroma of the food, he opened the door, and he could see his aunt standing at the kitchen door with steaming dishes, and Ah Jin sitting at the dining table, bending over to caress his lazily yawning Little Black Lame...

The face of the younger brother Ah Jin and the face of the man in the silver robe in front of him slowly overlapped in Lin Qiye's eyes.

The only difference is that this silver-robed man has a deeper temperament, and his eyes are sharper than Ah Jin's, as if he is a battle-tested general, and a casual glance can bring a huge sense of oppression.

"Ah Jin?" The silver-robed man frowned slightly when he heard these two words.

"You've got the wrong person... I'm Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch, Yang Jian."

Yang Jian?

Yang Jin?

Lin Qiye was taken aback for a moment, and the next moment, as if he realized something, his pupils shrank suddenly.

The silver-robed figure who came from the mortal world in the sky above Cangnan; the roaring dog that looked like a little black man who killed the Nordic giant Kraken; Damn it, he should have thought of it earlier!

Yang Jian and Xiao Tiangou, Ah Jin and Xiao Hei Lei.

The word Zhige is Jian, which means Jin.

From the beginning to the end, his cousin Ajin, who had been with him for more than ten years, and the black mangy dog ​​he picked up from the side of the road were Erlang Daxia and Xiaotiangou who had gradually recovered from reincarnation.

In fact, as long as Lin Qiye calms down and thinks about the details carefully, he may be able to guess the truth... But he didn't think about it at all. After all, who would have thought that the legendary Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian would actually be reincarnated Became his cousin?

Lin Qiye stared blankly at Yang Jian in front of him, his eyes couldn't help revealing the color of yearning.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. He just shook his head and said bitterly:

"...Sorry, I mistook the person."

Yang Jian frowned slightly as he looked at Lin Qiye's glimmering eyes and his sword-like eyebrows.

Lin Qiye sat down on the seat beside Yang Jian and fell silent.

In the lively and noisy banquet hall, the two just sat together silently, without saying a word, out of tune with the surrounding environment.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Jian took the initiative to break the silence.

"Are you that monkey's apprentice?"

"No."

Lin Qiye said calmly without the slightest hesitation.

Hearing these two words, Yang Jian stretched out his hand towards Beizhan, and suddenly stopped in the air.

"But Master said you were."

"I lied to him."

"Then why don't you lie to me now?"

"I don't think I need to lie to you." Lin Qiye stared at the table in front of him, stretched out his fingers, and tentatively touched the cup in front of him, but his fingertips seemed to have touched a void, and directly pierced the cup. through the past,

He paused, and said calmly, "If you can't even trust your own brother, then there is no one in the world worthy of my trust."

Yang Jian frowned even tighter: "I'm not your brother, I don't even know you at all."

"In the future it will be."

In Lin Qiye's mind, memorable images flashed one after another, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"...inexplicable." Yang Jian stared at Lin Qiye for a long time, then looked away.

For some reason, when he looked into Lin Qiye's eyes, his calm state of mind had ripples.

Strange... I clearly don't know him.

Yang Jian was silent for a moment, and continued to ask: "Since you are not that monkey's apprentice, why did you pretend to be this identity and sneak into the Pantao Festival? Why did you appear here?"

"Why did I appear here, I don't know." Lin Qiye paused, looked at his hands, with an extremely complicated expression:

"I am clearly here, but I am not here... I am like a bystander who strayed into this place, and nothing can be changed. Perhaps the only meaning of my existence is to witness this history that once existed."

After hearing this sentence, Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, and was about to say something, but suddenly froze in place.

"Witness..." he muttered.

As if thinking of something, he suddenly raised his right hand and grabbed Lin Qiye beside him.

His fingertips passed through Lin Qiye's body as if there was nothing, and a little bit of light shattered at the junction of the two, as if touching a taboo phantom, it disappeared without a trace.

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Kunlun Mirror?" He asked in surprise, and turned his head quickly, his eyes were fixed on the center of Yaochi, the ancient bronze mirror hanging above the Queen Mother of the West,

"I see……"

"what happened?"

Yang Jian turned his head and looked at Lin Qiye complicatedly, "It seems that you really don't belong to this time..."

Lin Qiye's heart skipped a beat when he heard this sentence, "You found out?"

"Although I'm sitting next to you, I can't touch you. This shows that we are not face to face in the true sense." Yang Jian stretched out his hand and pointed between Lin Qiye and him, "There is already a gap between us." For endless years and time."

Seeing Yang Jian tell the truth, Lin Qiye became even more curious.

"But how exactly is this done?"

"It's the Kunlun Mirror." Yang Jian pointed to the ancient bronze mirror hanging high in the distance, and said, "The Kunlun Mirror itself is a magic weapon with the power of time. All the methods are reproduced, it actively intercepts this historical silhouette, passes through endless time, and presents it in front of your eyes..."

"Kunlun mirror?" Lin Qiye raised his head and looked at the Kunlun mirror, with a look of shock in his eyes.

So, all these time silhouettes come from that artifact?

But why?

Why does it deliberately record this period of time and replay it in the Kunlun virtual world?

"It can even record your way of thinking?" Lin Qiye looked around, "It's no wonder that although you are just silhouettes, you can react differently to my appearance..."

"This is the power of the Kunlun mirror." Yang Jian said slowly, "Under its light, everything in the world can't hide, no matter how secret the inner thoughts are, they will be understood by it, and then gradually deduced Simulation can completely reproduce most of the existence...

of course there are exceptions. "

Yang Jian raised his head and glanced at the three vacant seats above Queen Mother Xi's seat, towering over the top of the Yaochi.

"Some supreme beings cannot even be recorded by the Kunlun Mirror..."