"Where are the left and right guardians?"

Chen Qing, who was wearing a school uniform and looked like an ordinary high school student, shouted coldly, and his body was surrounded by painted black flames, which were quickly dissipating.

Seeing that there was no response, he slowly glanced at the familiar and unfamiliar environment in front of him, and recognized that this was the home he lived in hundreds of years ago, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Illusion?"

The cold wind whirled through the cardboard cracks blocking the broken window. The oil on the wonton noodles in the window was still steaming. There was only one room in the whole house, which was quite spacious, with about 40 square meters. There were two upper and lower bunk beds on each side of the wall, and a person was tied to the bed, facing inward, and his appearance was invisible.

A slight bounce between his fingers, trying to use the Pope's finger to break through the world, but he didn't expect that there was no trace of power coming from his fingers. After experiencing countless storms in his life, Chen Qing was not panicked, but just sneered: "It's ridiculous, will I pull myself back to my old living environment and try to affect my mood?"

At this time, Chen Qing's face twisted violently, his expression changed suddenly, and he looked shocked: "Hey hey hey? Who is talking!? Who is in my body?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression changed again, from shock to seriousness and coldness: "It's worthy of being a watcher! Since he can compete with me for physical control."

The next moment, his expression turned into shock and fear, "What the hell!? This is this this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, his expression," his expression turned into shock and fear again. "What the hell, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this,

Just like that, after several rounds of back and forth, he finally calmed down. Chen Qing was sweating on his forehead and looked at the man tied to the bed with a little shocked look: "Damn it, can mental illness be transmitted to me? Did my dad's mental illness be transmitted to me?"

Seeing that there was no movement for a long time, Chen Qing took the bowl suspiciously and used chopsticks to break the oil that had already condensed into slices. After eating a few, the sound in his mind suddenly sneered, "So that's it, it's actually time to go back."

A large number of pictures appeared in front of Chen Qing, and these pictures were absolutely impossible to appear in his mind.

Monsters above their heads, people kneeling all over the ground, corpses everywhere, and fights in every move...

For the first time, Chen Qing suppressed the idea of ​​whether he was schizophrenia. He chewed the wontons on both sides of his cheeks for a few times, and followed the sound and tentatively said: "Retrace time?"

"Look at the time of the Zhongren." The voice in his mind sneered. Although he couldn't see his face, he could only hear the sound. Chen Qing almost saw an old man with a smirk: "You can't live if you commit sins! If you send me back to this era, do you still have a way out? Hahahaha!"

Something...second...

Chen Qing chewed two more bites of wontons and asked in a tentative manner: "Big...Big Boss, are you your surname?"

No response.

Chen Qing paused and asked again: "God? Monster?"

"I am you!" The voice in my mind said coldly.

"Uh..." Chen Qing stroked it and asked a very philosophical question: "You are me, so who am I?"

"I am the future you. We are one person."

"The elderly version of me?" Chen Qing finally clarified a little.

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man looked at him coldly in Chen Qing's mind, looking very similar to himself. In general, he was very arrogant and Li Bai, with a strange face, thin and long beard.

"It's a bit scary..." Chen Qing was optimistic and thought for a while and said, "Then what do I call you? You can't call you 'I' in the future', right?"

"I haven't used this name for many years. It's better to let you do it. You can call me Shan Haiqing."

"Okay old man," Chen Qing smiled and said, "Why did you come from me, that old man?"

"I was not sure about entering the field of Zhongguanren, but now it seems that Zhongguanren has the ability to have time," Shan Haiqing looked at Chen Qing without any nonsense, and went straight to the topic: "Fate is naughty. Since I have brought me back to this era, I naturally have to do something. First of all, it is your awakening problem."

"Awakening? Can I wake up?" Chen Qing was stunned, his head rumbling, and his voice trembled a little: "I... wake up?"

"Do you need me to teach you the seniority of the young?"

Is this meant that I was rude?

"We are all so kissing, so we need this!" Despite that, Chen Qing still sat upright from the heart and said seriously: "Senior, senior, you are good at it, teach me!"

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Shan Haiqing snorted before saying, "Now you want to awaken, there are three ways to wake up, one..."

"Ahem...ahhhh..."

Suddenly, the man tied to the bed interrupted Shan Haiqing's words with coughs. Chen Qing turned his head and looked at the thin middle-aged man on the bed, saying, "Old man, wait first, give my dad... no, wipe my dad."

"Our dad?" Shan Haiqing was stunned.

Looking at the haggard middle-aged man, he murmured: "Father... Dad? My father is... still here?"

"Eh?" Chen Qing was stunned. While untiing the middle-aged man on the bed, he turned over and wiped him with a hot towel, and said, "Old man, what do you mean? Is our dad dead in your world?"

Shan Haiqing stared at the middle-aged man on the bed without answering Chen Qing's words, and instead asked, "What's the disease of my father?"

"I'm crazy," Chen Qingqi said, "and said you are the future me, are you exposed? My dad has been sick for many years."

"What disease!" Shan Haiqing frowned and asked again when he saw Chen Qing's appearance.

"Mystery! Mentality! Schizophrenia!" Chen Qing rolled his eyes helplessly: "Hey, it's been a day or two for our father, at least five or six years, right? You said you are the future me, and you can forget this?"

"Mystery?" Shan Haiqing looked at the middle-aged man on the bed with a complicated look, with a strange expression: "It's messy..."

It seemed like something was on the rise again, and asked, "Chen Kuan and Chen Man... are they still there?"

"Brother is at the construction site, and San'er hasn't finished school yet." Chen Qing looked at Shan Haiqing and found it interesting.

"Brother is still alive?" Shan Haiqing's face, which had been dull, was finally moved, and his lips trembled slightly: "Has the twelve palaces not broken out?"

"The Twelve Palaces? I haven't heard of it!" Chen Qingle said: "I heard what you mean, your past does not match my current situation? Are you the future me in another world?"

Shan Haiqing became even more surprised. He did not answer Chen Qing's question and asked directly: "How many years is it now?"

"The 19th year of the New Calendar." Chen Qing felt even more interesting, and felt that he was about to uncover a huge mystery. He was looking forward to waiting for Shanhaiqing to follow.

"The Twelve Palaces Rebellion broke out in the 17th year of the New Calendar... I will remember correctly. When the Blood Moon completely broke out, it swept the world. It was this catastrophe that my father, brother, Xiaoman, and both died. In this catastrophe, I joined the divine sect..."

"I haven't heard of the Divine Cult. But Blood Moon, I can see it now!" Chen Qing interrupted.

"What?" Shan Haiqing was stunned again and frowned: "Look!"

Chen Qing came to the balcony. The dilapidated community was still happy. He was playing cards and basking in the sun, and he was lying on the flower bed to do his homework. However, Shan Haiqing looked directly at the sky without taking a look. Not far from the scorching sun, there was a huge and dim planet with star rings, and next to this planet was a light red moon.

Shan Haiqing's eyes froze and he slowly said, "The twelve palaces' chaos... only one month left."

"What is the twelve palaces' rebellion!" Chen Qing was a little confused when he heard it: "It's quite feudal and reactionary."

"Just just understand it as a beast tide." Shan Haiqing said lightly, thinking for a while, "You have to hurry up when you awaken, otherwise you will not be able to protect yourself in the twelve palaces chaos."

Chen Qing's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he rubbed his hands with joy: "Brother, can I really wake up? The school has already checked twice, and my talent is quite touching!"

Chen Qing has always been open-minded, but he is awakened!

This is awakening!

As long as you wake up, no matter how old you are, you can get a stable salary. If you tell me who has an awakened family, you will be very proud of your future, and your future will be bright and bright in an instant.

Of course, for Chen Qing, who was so poor that he had to cry when he entered the house, the most important thing was the allowance for practitioners that many people thought were dispensable.

"Natural awakening is definitely not possible. Now you want to awaken, there are three ways to go," Shan Haiqing looked at Chen Shan who was haggard on the bed: "One, awaken the spiritual medicine, collect a few spiritual medicines and refine a furnace of awakening pills, and four or five can awaken. These spiritual medicines only cost a million yuan, which is enough..."

"Next article." Chen Qing did not lose his elegance: "This article is not suitable for me."

"There is a chicken farm three miles outside Qingyun City, with a leader chicken inside. It is likely to produce platinum rooster bones after being killed."

"..." Chen Qing was speechless: "Big Boss, that's a chicken farm! E-level dangerous place!! You can kill me at will, let alone a group of them! Not to mention the leader chicken!!!"

"Then go find someone," Shan Haiqing said: "This person is the helm of the underground world of Qingyun City. He has a task of finding the grave-entering person. The reward is generous, and there are probably items that can awaken you directly."

"666!" Chen Qing was overjoyed: "How do you know so clearly?"
Chapter completed!