"Damn, this is not the right start." Chen Xiyi looked at the leaking roof, and he always felt that something was wrong.

"The body is not mine, and my strength has been cut to the level of an ordinary person, so I am not the original body?"

Chen Xiyi raised his eyebrows. He discovered something very important and then searched for the reason in his memory.

"Projection of history, trouble, time!"

"Okay, I understand, but do you want to give three words so concisely, and I'm also plug-in?"

Through the three words in my mind, Chen Xiyi understood that he is now a historical projection of the ontology. It is okay to say it is the ontology, but it is not entirely true.

Because in addition to him, a large number of historical projections have been put into place at various times in this world. If he gets cold, he will immediately take over with a new historical projection.

The goal is also very simple, just make trouble, let yourself leave your own traces during this time as a coordinate anchor point for the ontology research time.

There is no specific task, and there is actually not much standard for the size of the trouble. In short, just survive.

"Although I don't know how many historical projection brothers were missing before me, I always feel that I am very likely not the last one." Chen Xiyi complained. If he lived long enough, he could indeed run through the long river of time, but the problem is that he didn't die.

"No wonder we need so many historical projections. It's really not a disaster if we don't have any less."

"And this body is really a loss. I have no morals at all. If I don't let me go out and do it, it's no different from sending death."

"Fortunately, I have some conscience to make me up with my identity, otherwise I would throw it away naked and I would have lost anyone."

Chen Xiyi checked his memory. His body was the son of a certain family nearby. He had lived a very rich life since childhood. As for why he was in this place that looked like a dilapidated temple, he was naturally because he went out for an outing.

But he glanced at the mummy lying on the ground, and then looked at the statue of the god with a broken head in the ruined temple, and couldn't help swallowing.

"Damn it. I've said so many things just now, is it leaked?"

Then he carefully observed the surrounding environment, and soon he discovered that the statue seemed to be cracking little by little.

Now he is just an ordinary person, and he can't see anything with his naked eyes.

Bang!!!

The next moment, the statue of the god exploded, and a mummy fell, and rolled to Chen Xiyi's feet.

According to the normal plot progress, this thing will definitely get up, so Chen Xiyi will definitely be hit by this thing when he turns around and runs away at this time, so he will be very decisive.

"You turtle grandson, eat my gold right foot."

The kick fell firmly on the mummy's head. Chen Xiyi had really used all the energy to eat, so he kicked the mummy's head and separated his body and head.

Boom

In an instant, the entire dilapidated temple collapsed, and there was a silence around it.

There was no longer the strange atmosphere just now.

"What's this?" Chen Xiyi looked at the mummy and took the mummy back with no movement. The might have been a little too big just now, causing half of his face to break.

He was sure of one thing. There was indeed something in it just now, but this thing died after Chen Xiyi leaked his secret. It was obvious that he had heard things that he shouldn't have heard, and knew things that he shouldn't have known, which led to his closure and death by his body.

It is possible that it is a hundred million points stronger and can live for one more minute before it dies.

"Just judging from my memory, there are no monsters and monsters, right? Well, it may be because of the simple regional reasons." Chen Xiyi knew that there was definitely a hidden worldview in this world, but he just didn't know it.

After all, he is just a son of a noble family now.

"Think about it carefully, there are martial arts and things like weirdness. So where is my martial arts pointer?"

Chen Xiyi felt that this routine was quite familiar.

He knew that the son of the aristocratic family he had replaced now had many good players, but most of them were just external skills and no internal skills.

I had inquired about internal strength at the beginning, and it was hard to find money.

With this setting, isn't it a bit unreasonable for him to get points by killing weird?

Otherwise, as far as his current situation is concerned, he will definitely have incomplete memory and not know much.

If the memory of the original body is really stuffed into an ordinary person's mind, this is no longer a question of whether the other person's brain can carry, but it will turn into a terrifying pollution and distortion in an instant, which will corrupt the entire world.

So his memory only has some parts that should be.

Just the passage he just said to himself that he leaked secretly made all the 100-meter-long range dead, and even the traces and time were erased completely. If a trace was leaked out in a trace, it would be even more serious.

"My body seems to have experienced certain protective measures. At least the soul search and mind reading are not effective. Well, it is not that it does not take effect, but that if the other party looks at my memory, it will probably have to distort it on the spot."

His body has been transformed, otherwise it would not be possible to carry historical projections.

"In my case, it seems that I can't do anything big if I don't have sex."

"Oh, that's fine. It's just spreading some indescribable knowledge everywhere, and it can create a batch of distorted monsters, but distorted monsters probably won't recognize me, maybe even I'll get it."

Chen Xiyi felt that this task was too difficult, and he still had a home game when he was cheating in Dali.

Now the home game is gone, and it is eaten by the body.

So you can only rely on yourself.

"Now I have to run away first. The wilderness is not serious at all. There are also these mummies. How can I explain after I go back?"

Chen Xiyi left the ruined temple that had become ruins and returned according to the original path of memory.

The people who went out for a walk with him were basically rich daughters and classmates and scholars. This time, there were 37 servants who died in total, so it was difficult to explain after going back.

The reason is very simple. When they die, how did you escape?

This tests Chen Xiyi's ability to make up lies. It's impossible to say that he had opened his mouth and said some secrets that he could not tell and killed a strange existence.

"I can't go back like this. I have to be a little embarrassed, otherwise I won't be able to convince the public. Fortunately, it's not me who organized this outing, otherwise I would have to be in great trouble."

"It's better to be a little dazed in the mind, just like being scared to death. Damn, this not only tests my ability to make up lies, but also tests my acting skills."

Chen Xiyi's face turned apart, it was too embarrassing for him.

"Oh, I'm not going to make trouble. You're just thinking about nothing." Chen Xiyi rolled around the ground, messing himself up, and causing a lot of wounds on his body. These wounds are not serious, at most they are skin trauma.

"This shouldn't be infected. With this ancient living conditions, if you are infected, you will die."

In ancient times, infection was not a trivial matter, but Chen Xiyi was still sensible about the injuries on his body. Most of them were skin breaking or bruising, and rarely really hurt the flesh and blood.

So the problem shouldn't be big.

"The next thing is that it can rise depends on luck. The body should pay attention to me and may provide help. I don't know how much help I can give. If I really get angry, I can also help me with the aftermath."

Chen Xiyi knew that his historical projection was used as the anchor point of time, not from scratch, so generally speaking, as long as he did not do too much, such as if he wanted to continue to mess around during a life-and-death crisis, he could also be regarded as justice from heaven to erase the enemy, but if he used it casually, he would probably be blacklisted.

In other words, you can fight the boss in seconds, but if you use it to fight small monsters, you will only be cheated.

Chen Xiyi knew that the original body would definitely give the golden finger, but he didn't know what it was, and he didn't say the conditions for the excitation, so it probably didn't come.

Otherwise, if he died suddenly on the spot, he would have to change to a historical projection brother.

Moreover, he guessed that his identity or region also had certain special characteristics, otherwise it would be impossible to find someone to project his history in it at will. This is not nonsense.

But he had to wait until he returned to the city to know about these things.

"There is no difference in memory, no different from ordinary families. However, since there are martial arts and strange existences, it means that perhaps the city where you are located may have some speciality."

Chen Xiyi knew what kind of personality he was. Although he had fewer related memories, his mind was still there and he could fully analyze his personality.

"Oh, the spirit of the Qi Refiner is gone, and his mind is no longer clear."

Chen Xiyi sighed, "Don't think about the qi practitioners who re-cultivated. There is no qi in this world, and he does not have any fairies, so there is no way to cultivate a qi practitioner."

Compared with other systems, the Qi Refiner System gave him the most help. Not to mention anything else, it improved his IQ in disguise. Now it gives Chen Xiyi the feeling that it is like a rusty machine. It can operate, but don’t think about efficiency or something.

At most, it is the level of ordinary people.

So it is still quite difficult to turn the tables, or just don’t turn the tables.

"I don't know how my previous historical projection brothers survived. It's not entirely up to luck, but how high is the battle loss rate?"

If it really starts like him, then the difficulty is indeed more than a little higher.

Just a son of a noble family, he is not the son of the Emperor of Heaven or the son of a powerful man.

Through memory, Chen Xiyi naturally knew that the aristocratic family he was in was big, and it was indeed big, but there were forces in this city that could fight in a row, so it was not considered a one-handed way to cover up the sky.

Therefore, the help that can be given to him is limited.

"It must be too late to practice martial arts. You have to think about some tricks!"

Martial arts are all external skills, most of which are practiced with skills, which require years of practice. It is definitely too late for him to practice now. With his unethical appearance in his body, he will definitely not let him stay for more than ten years, so something will definitely happen recently.

And there is a high probability that he will go wherever he goes.

"This is not a broom star, the throne was really useful at the beginning." Chen Xiyi complained.
Chapter completed!