Pretend I'm Good [Quick Transmigration]

Longevity for knotted hair, long life is difficult for long life-01

Cassia followed August into Ji Jingan's mausoleum.

The layout inside the mausoleum is so simple and peculiar that it is hard to believe that this is a mausoleum.After opening the door that has been closed for thousands of years, what greets the eyes is not the gloomy and gloomy imagination, but the harmony with a bit of peace of time.Near the gate is the front yard.The bluestone slabs in the front yard have a long history, the moss is green and full of vitality, and the big belly of the water tank in the corner is quite cute...

How does this look like a half mausoleum?

August saw this scene. If the scene here appeared in a quiet farmyard, it would be very normal.But when these "normal" scenes appear here, it seems very weird.He should be surprised, but for some reason, deep in his heart suddenly felt that it should be so.He didn't mess with those things, as if there was an unknown force calling him.In his mind, it seemed as if something was starting to stir |, wanting to break ground and germinate.

Unlike Augst, Cassia followed him in a soul state. When he saw these things, what flashed across him was not an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but a tangible memory.Blinking, expels all the memories.

August did not delay, and cautiously crossed the front yard, and a vermilion wall stood in front of him.The vermilion on the wall, after years, looks old and dilapidated.Oddly enough, August stretched out his palm and touched the wall.The moment his palm touched the wall, the surface of the wall rippled like water ripples.At the same time, a strong pull came from the other side.

In the blink of an eye, August was pulled into the wall by a powerful pull, and the second before the ripples were about to disappear, Cassia quickly jumped in too.

Unlike the small farmyard outside the wall, there is a dark corridor inside the wall.

Cassia, who entered later, found Oghst as soon as he entered, and he was advancing hard on this dark corridor.

Being alone in the dark with no one around creates a lot of negativity.Negative emotions can be sadness, anger, wronged, hopeless.Without exception, they are all wounds that cannot be touched.At this time, the picture that emerged in the mind of August, who was struggling in the dark, was bright and soft.

Under the moonlight, a soft boy in a small vest and cowhide boots catches ghosts indifferently; under street lights, insects play music, and he confesses his love to Cassia; Cassia watched the stars together...

Filters are added to each frame of the picture to make it soft and beautiful.

Memories flashed in front of August, but Cassia noticed many organs inside the mausoleum.These organs are linked together.But along the way, none of Augst's triggers were triggered.It's as if these organs are vicious dogs, but when the vicious dogs see their masters, their sharp minions are only used to be cute and foolish.

All of this information reveals the relationship between August and the owner of the tomb.

Cassia's gaze on the mechanism fell on August.

At this time, the scenes in August's mind are still going on, but at some point, the background of the dynasty has been quietly changed, but he himself is not aware of it.

Two children are picking young bamboo shoots in the heavy snow; two children are lying on the grass looking at the stars...

Later, the two children separated and grew up.One is the powerful King Jing, and the other is an outcast from the family who was raised as a girl since childhood.

Entangled with grievances and grievances, being framed by others, the abandoned son is stuck in the quagmire and his life is hanging by a thread.In the darkness and distress, he suddenly stretched out a hand.

So, ten miles of red makeup, a happy marriage.Therefore, love is lingering, and I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals.

And then……

August, he was completely immersed in the sudden extra memory in his mind, while opening those memories, he moved forward mechanically.Cassia next to him, seeing his state, probably knew the state of August at this time - he obtained the memory.

On that day, Ji Jingan said that ten thousand years ago, he finally turned into two parts, one of which abandoned his memory and entered reincarnation, and the other held on to the past and waited hard.However, Ji Jingan did not say that he prepared a hidden gift for himself who abandoned his memory.

A hint of complexity flashed in Cassia Zi's eyes, which had always been calm. At that time, Ji Jingan was just Ji Jingan. What kind of state of mind did he make such a decision?

Before Cassia Zi knew it, the memories in August's mind had come to an end.

A tear suddenly fell to the ground.

It's like the end of a magnificent picture scroll, like a black curtain after the performance.

August is a little confused now. After reading these memories, the lingering sense of irritability has not subsided, but has become more rampant.

And at this moment, this dark corridor with no end seemed to come to an end.

At the end is a door.

Another door.

In the darkness, Augst touched the knocker of the door.At this time, Cassia, who had been quietly watching Ogst, became alert, and Huinan, who had been quietly in the sea of ​​consciousness, began to vibrate violently, as if she wanted to break through some restrictions and get away from his side.This situation has never happened in thousands of years.

Can't open that door!Cassia had a flash of thought.

But it was too late, the door opened.

A burst of intense white light illuminated the entire corridor.At that moment, Cassia vaguely saw that this corridor was not a rough cave, but a finely constructed road of memory.One painting after another is hung on the corridor of the corridor. The scenes in the paintings change a lot, but the people in the paintings never change.

Thousands of paintings, all for one person.

An indescribable sense of shock filled Cassia Zi's heart.

At the same time, these tens of thousands of paintings were also the last scene that Cassia Zi saw before he fell into a coma.

When he woke up again, he vaguely heard an immature but indifferent voice saying: "Hui Nan, your name is Hui Nan."

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