I don't know how long I've been here, nor do I know where I am now.

However, I met the extremely mysterious senior ghost eye.

In addition to several old enemies, there is also Yang Zitao's godfather and the deputy leader of Ghost Eye Yang Kailin.

And the leader who controls the entire ghost eye cult.

Moreover, this leader has extremely profound cultivation.

His words were a little strange, but if you analyze them carefully.

It is very likely that he knew my previous life, namely Jiang Ming.

In other words, he may have lived for three hundred years.

You should know that a person's life span is limited.

Even if we, a monk who knows how to practice, can take and refine some magical medicines.

But in this Dharma-Ending Age and the Taoist era, it feels very, very impossible to live until three hundred years old.

If we don’t argue about this, then the methods of this cult leader are extremely powerful.

A ray of divine light between my eyebrows can actually restore my disappearing memories.

You know, these memories were directly wiped out after completing the ceremony.

Not only me, but I know everyone, and Murong Yan.

However, this cult leader can help me restore these lost memories.

At the same time, I gave me another memory of his, a memory of my past life and Jiang Ming.

If it is better to restore the previous memory, then when I have this memory, it may be bad.

Because of the two kinds of memories, there are two distinct emotions and beliefs in it.

Suddenly, the two memories were merged into my mind, as if I had pressed another person into my body.

The more uncomfortable this feeling is, the more uncomfortable it will be.

The headache was split, as if my head was about to explode.

I was completely confused.

That memory and emotion continued to spread in my mind with the rooted demon seeds.

It's like a voice, constantly instigating me to complete my own "transformation",

It seemed like I was already schizophrenia, and two people appeared in my body...

I was covering my head and constantly pounding.

Sweat continued to flow out, and my eyes were filled with blood.

He kept muttering to himself;

"I am Jiang Ming. I'm back in this life. I, I want to take revenge.

Complete, fulfill the family's long-cherished wish, and release the holy eyes..."

"No, I am Ding Fan.

I am a decent Taoist priest, I, my duty is to eliminate ghost eyes..."

Just these two emotions kept entangling me, which made me completely fall into it and couldn't extricate myself.

In this state, I don’t know how many days and nights I spent.

There is no concept of time, no day and night.

In the cold and dark prison, I kept struggling.

But every once in a while, a bowl of dirty rice is sent in.

As time passed day by day, I was still struggling with that terrible two-sided emotion.

All I know is that my short hair has long sides, covering my eyes.

A long beard grew on his clean face.

On this day, I finally fell into a little stability.

After that violent emotional fluctuation, I leaned against the cold wall.

Looking at the dim surroundings with eyelids.

Husky spoke

"Who am I, who is my enemy..."

I said powerlessly, that kind of mental torture has made me not look like humans or ghosts.

The spirit is already on the verge of collapse.

At this moment, a sound suddenly sounded

"You are Jiang Ming. My brother."

I don't know when, on the edge of the prison, a tall and majestic man stood.

He looks forty years old, has a tall figure and deep eyes.

Sword-browed and purple lips, and a purple-black Taoist robe.

He seemed to be familiar, as if he had seen it.

But for me in this state, I don’t know who I am.

I just looked at him quietly without saying anything.

The man said again

"Jiang Ming, have you forgotten? I am Yanxiao, we grew up together."

While talking, the man approached a little.

"Yanxiao?"

I asked mutely and looked forward.

The man named Yanxiao looked at me, but his pupils suddenly contracted.

Another divine light appeared in the middle of my eyebrows.

The speed of light came straight into my eyebrows, and before I could react, it was already in my mind.

Suddenly, another memory emerged.

"Yanxiao, you are even slightly inferior to Jian."

"Yanxiao, in this life, we will work together to untie the seal and release the holy eyes."

"Yanxiao, these decent lackeys have killed people from our tribe."

“…”

A handsome young man in white clothes spoke in disguise.

There were various emotions in his tone.

The tide of memory surged, causing me, who was about to collapse, to suffer again.

"ah……"

I covered my head and rolled on the ground.

The pain of the torn head, the emotion continued to expand.

It was not until a long time before I lay on the ground, without the pain.

I shivered and raised my head.

Looking at the man outside the prison, he suddenly said

"Yan, Yanxiao."

The Ghost Eye Leader Yan Xiao heard me speak like this and was shocked, then he said

"Brother, are you awake?"

As he said that, he squatted down, looking a little excited.

But who knew I suddenly laughed, and with a sloppy face, I laughed at him with a "giggle" sound.

"I wake up your mom, hahahaha..."

I gritted my teeth and finished with a dry smile.

But after hearing this, the squatting leader of the Ghost Eyes raised his eyebrows again, and he snorted coldly and stood up.

At the same time, facing the darkness next to you

“Double the measurement.”
To be continued...