Do you think I am willing to become a Nascent Soul?

"I don't agree!" Mu Ning yelled subconsciously after being surprised.

But as soon as the words came out, both of them regretted it.

An Zejun: Looking for a fart daughter-in-law, I will be tied to this person for the rest of my life, so there is no freedom at all. Now that I am a Nascent Soul, I can go in and out freely. It can even be fully integrated into his body...why does it feel a little strange?

Mu Ning: How could I say such a thing?How will he see me after that?Will you think I'm a reckless person?Someone who is not worth entrusting?I... (Hey, you think too much)

An Zejun leaned against the window, silent for a long time, embarrassed and anxious to sing.

It was Mu Ning who spoke first.

"You... really don't know anything about those few days?" Mu Ning still couldn't believe it. After all, it's normal for An Zejun to pretend not to know.

But Mu Ning really wronged An Zejun.Due to the particularity of the energy of the system, after hitting An Zejun, it was equivalent to dragging him back to the year when he was 14 years old, and the Wannian Hanpolian just happened to be against him, and pulled him back. Not only did he have no memory, Also due to the particularity of the mud monkey, the body has not changed at all.

"So what happened in those few days, did you have something to hide from me?" An Zejun leaned over again, staring into Mu Ning's eyes.

"Why should I keep it from you? Is there any secret between you and me?"

Not only are there many.

"Besides, what's the use of hiding it from you, when I advance to the out-of-body stage, you will merge with my soul, and there is no secret at all."

I tried very hard to explain, but it seems that the hidden things are not ordinary.

"There was nothing special in those few days, but I saw some rare things. It would be a pity if you forgot."

I forgot it's a pity, disappointment is clearly written on your face.

"Yeah, it's so important, but I completely forgot it. Is it because I have been practicing for too long, and I can't even remember such things?" An Zejun sighed, pretending to be 'Oh, I It's really old, and I can't remember' attitude, and then the stupid Mu Ning took the bait.

"Why, you clearly said repeatedly that you are only 14 years old, yet you still show me the scars on your hands." Mu Ning subconsciously reached for An Zejun's arm, and then was taken aback.

The corners of An Zejun's mouth that were about to raise were severely suppressed.

14 years old, that is not a good age, I am afraid that in those few days, I will return to this state.

After thinking about it, An Zejun roughly understood something about the lost youth.

"Next, please continue to watch the introduction of cases where cleverness was mistaken by cleverness, |ω｀)"

First, what Mu Ning said or did to his 14-year-old self is very important to him, but not to him (Jun Anze still knows his own virtue).Two, this matter is so important that it has something to do with Mu Ning's unspeakable sweetheart, most likely because he named his sweetheart, but between this person and Mu Ning, there is the Queen Mother of the West... Bah, bah, bah, there is a huge barrier.

When he was about to have a good chat with Mu Ning about his miraculous sweetheart, Mu Ning asked the question he wanted to avoid the most.

"Can you give me an explanation about Junlin and Anzejun?" Mu Ning looked at him, with a hint of pleading on his handsome face, and his slightly pursed lips collapsed into a straight line.

An Zejun: This is so embarrassing. How can I answer this kind of question? You still use beauty tricks when it’s over. Oh, oh, emptiness is sex. You can’t see anything, Dafa is good...

An Zejun looked left and right, the two of them stalemate for a long time, but An Zejun was the first to lose.

"Well, it's a long story."

"We have plenty of time."

Then let's do something meaningful, what a story to tell, isn't it!

"You believe me when I tell you? I don't even want to believe it myself."

"As long as you say it, I have no reason to doubt it."

"Do you believe that there are other times outside of this world?"

"What is this saying? If there is no other world outside this world, where will our monks ascend?"

My fault, I didn't read enough books, I was ashamed of the party.

"Could it be? Didn't you come here for the true fire of samadhi, but an alien soul who strayed into this world?!" Mu Ning was a little surprised. Even though he thought of some reasons, he never thought of this point After all, not everyone can have a black hole-like brain hole.

An Zejun: Uh... how do you answer this? If you admit it, then you have to explain how you got here and why you didn't end up, and you have to bring in that young man who knows nothing. , If you don't admit it, oh, you can't deny it, the foreshadowing just now has been said.

"I originally came here just to be your Spirit of True Fire, but something went wrong and I accidentally became your Nascent Soul." An Zejun gritted (gritting his teeth) unexpectedly these two Words, with an awkward yet polite smile on his face.

"It's so! No wonder some of your words are too strange. You are not from this world." Suddenly realized, no wonder Jun Lin always talked about the car building at that time. This is the specialty he missed.

An Zejun: This question is so simple that you can get away with it?Emma, ​​what a surprise, thankfully it ended like this...

"Then may I ask another question?"

What are you afraid of?

"Of course, I've been tied to you for the rest of my life, what else can't you ask?"

"What was your teenage years like?"

"...Why do you want to ask this?"

"If you and I don't understand at all, our practice will be hindered in the future." (pure nonsense)

"Teenage...?"

Mu Ning once questioned his feelings because of the reason for this name. In fact, An Zejun really called the name Junlin, and it was not short.

That year, his name was Junlin, and he was 17 years old in the third year after leaving Chuancheng.

At this time, Jun Lin already had a bit of the shadow of An Zejun later on. Although he didn't show any expression, his beautiful eyes were always shining brightly.

He likes life now, from the bottom of his heart.

No need to train day and night, learn new knowledge, understand various weapons, and learn various camouflages.Now I just need to go to school, read weird novels, and play various games like normal peers.

He returned to the small house rented by his adoptive mother happily (only in his eyes), and was about to open the door, but was caught by his sensitive ears.

"Is it really not possible? I have raised this monster for three years. If there is no more surgery, my son's illness will not be cured!" The adoptive mother's angry voice came from the narrow house, even if King's Landing didn't want to hear it, But it just got into his ears.

"When you paid Chuancheng to bring him out, I persuaded you! That is a murderous demon! He has killed more people than you have ever seen! If he hadn't grown up, Chuancheng Don’t dare to keep him anymore! Do you think you can buy him for 700 million?!” Another harsher male voice came out, but Jun Lin recognized it.This is the person who told himself that someone wanted to adopt him.

"I can't help but save my son! My son is still lying in the hospital! Waiting for his heart to save his life! Seventeen million! That's the money I scraped together! Only his The heart is right! My money can't be wasted!"

"If you move a little bit, and your nervous heart beats a few times a night, the monster can count them all. It's better not to act rashly. From this point of view, you can only start with what you eat!"

"What are you using? You can't use □□□. If the blood is flowing into the heart, can my son still use it?"

"Then you can only use this..."

It is said in the novel that when someone murders someone, they will be overheard. Is this true?

For the first time, a sour feeling of suffocation welled up in Jun Lin's heart, and he also fully understood, where does selfless love come from in this world?Where did the unrequited feelings come from?

all fake.

Jun Lin understood why he came out of Sichuan City and why he was 'adopted', but he didn't leave. He waited quietly for the conversation in the room to die down, and then walked in as if nothing had happened, talked as usual, and ate the night's food— "feast".

There is one thing that only the secret researcher in Chuancheng knows. In order to prevent the time ghost from betraying the water and doing things that endanger the base, the high-level decision is to put a certain amount of poison and inhibitors on the time ghost on time every year. Due to the strange recovery ability, the time ghost Not only did he not die, but he also formed a poison in his body that could resist all drugs.

He finished his meal, but the adoptive mother who was waiting for him to faint from the medicine was dumbfounded.

"Thank you for your care over the past three years. This is part of my savings over the years when I have been on missions, a total of 3000 million." Knife gripped.

"Xiaojun? What are you talking about? What... what happened? Why is it so sudden?" The adoptive mother's hand was in pain from the handle of the knife. She must not let this monster escape, or her son would be lost!

"Next, I will return the last meal." Jun Lin raised his head slowly, and grabbed his adoptive mother by the throat with lightning speed.Before the adoptive mother had time to struggle, the arterial trachea was pierced, and she died with regret.

The scorching blood sprayed all over Jun Lin's body, and it became cold along with the corpse, as well as Jun Lin's once jumping heart and twinkling eyes.

He chopped off his adoptive mother's thumb, changed his clothes unhurriedly, took a shower, packed some things, booked a plane ticket, and set foot on the road back to Sichuan City.

That was the last time he killed someone, and the blood flowing out of the whole city of Sichuan stained a piece of the Pacific Ocean red.

His later days?There was nothing more to say, and with the rest of his money, he rented a small house to live the life of an otaku.

You said so many people died, why can he still live a peaceful life isolated from the world?

Chuancheng was originally an organization wanted by the government, but it was too hidden, and now it suddenly disappeared, and the government was too late to be happy, regardless of whether he was completely wiped out or escaped.

The argument that whether you kill a good person or a bad person is considered a murder can only appear in books and TV dramas.In reality, most of it has nothing to do with me, whoever cares if you die or not.

The neighbors only know that the neighbor is a very beautiful child, and they can never imagine in this life that he is an executioner who kills people like a chicken.

Knowing that one day, a group of people came to him and told him that his biological parents were still alive and that his name should be An Zejun.

"What does it have to do with me?" Jun Lin didn't care. It would have been fine if he had been poisoned to death at that time, so there's no need to worry about it.

"But it has something to do with us, young master, please go back with us, the boss has been looking for you for more than ten years, even if you go back and have a look at him, Madam is overthinking... Hurry up..." The visitor was full of sadness, as if he was about to cry Like coming out.

"Oh, I've lost my son for more than ten years, and now I think about it. I miss him so much that I'm dying of illness. I don't know if it will be too late." Jun Lin slammed the door without hesitation, shutting everything out.

"How can there be good things for no reason in this world." He curled up on the swivel chair and murmured softly.

It wasn't until that day that Junlin met him again and promised to live as a normal person that he started calling An Zejun.

...

Memories are too long, Mu Ning just watched An Zejun's expression change again and again, more and more sad, he seemed to feel that worrying feeling, and felt more and more fond of An Zejun in his heart, just like that Quietly waiting for An Zejun to speak.

An Zejun raised his head sadly, looking at Mu Ning.After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth.

"What did you ask just now? I forgot, can you say it again?"

Mu Ning: What can I do to save you, my retarded Nascent Soul!