flstandardbreds Chapter 179 His Past
Chapter 179 His Past
"Oh, this elf just wants to increase some anger. So, do you know what to do?" Ping Yi asked, covering the bump on his head.
"Based on my experience, we should use the mirror to investigate the woman's past, right?" Zeng Jun expressed his current opinion.
"Wow, I didn't expect you have experienced this before. Tell me quickly, have you checked the guide?" Ping Yi flew to Zeng Jun and asked.
'How do I answer this? I did have the experience, but how does this have anything to do with the strategy? How should I answer this?'
Zeng Jun scratched his face and said, "Well, I understand a little bit."
As the saying goes, if something is vague, then give a vague answer. Experience is always the best.
"Uh... forget it, you should learn more about it first, or you might be surprised when you go in." Ping Yi shook her head, and then she realized that her question was too implicit, "Or, Zeng Jun has been there."
Zengjun confirmed that the body did not move, and turned back.
"If you have been there, then you are a very lucky person. Just because you still have divine power, I already know that you have been there," Ping Yi said. The place she mentioned was the secret room that Zeng Jun accidentally arrived at, or maybe she was just referring to the secret passage.
"Does this mean the secret passage, or the secret room? There is a badge in the secret passage, and there are two gems in the secret room. Wait, this level won't require both gems, right? The one in my stomach is broken." Thinking of this, Zeng Jun also felt a little uneasy.
"Could it be that I really failed because of such a small detail?" Zengjun closed his eyes and wanted to blame himself, but after thinking for a while, he thought, "It seems good enough to have come this far."
Zengjun didn't care about that, 'What if it's not needed? Let's take a look first, maybe we can find a way to make up for it.'
Zengjun looked at the blurry mirror in front of him and took out his right hand. "Could it be that I have to go in like this?"
Place your right hand flat on the mirror with your five thumbs placed on the mirror.
The part of the mirror occupied by the thumb began to shatter, with the five origins as the center and the shattering spreading outwards.
Bang!
The mirror shattered and Zengjun was sucked into the mirror.
When I opened my eyes again, there was another dark path, just like the first time I saw Ping Yi.
But that exit was exceptionally bright.
"I understand. You want us to go over there. The answer is at the exit, right?" Zengjun turned and asked Pingyi.
"Wrong~" Pingyi snapped her fingers.
Bang!
The dark path simply disappeared, and was replaced by a historical viewing mode similar to the Memoirs of a Tattooed Deer.
Zengjun looked down at the family below. It was a family of three, two adults and a little boy of about twelve or thirteen years old.
"Memories?"
"Yes, this is a memory, and it is also the test of the third level. It is also the key to the origin of the third level. You must watch it carefully." Ping Yi nodded, acknowledging Zengjun's awareness.
"Is that so? Okay, it won't be boring with someone accompanying you," Zengjun said to Pingyi. After all, the last record had fluctuated for more than a hundred years, and they only looked for the important parts.
This time it was different, 'Every scene could be important. If I asked how many leaves a tree had, it would be really annoying. It shouldn't be so boring to ask this, right?'
"No, no, no, this elf is sleepy, you figure it out on your own."
"Don't be so heartless, Pingyi. You won't really ask me how many leaves I have at that time, right?" Zengjun tried to persuade Pingyi.
"Ah, ah, ah, let's be honest. Don't try to get close to the invigilator. This elf is sleepy. This examiner needs to take a rest first." After Ping Yi said this, she flew into Zengjun's body and disappeared from Zengjun's eyes.
Zengjun felt where Pingyi was, in the state of mind created by Zengjun, and 'Yun' also moved from the heart into the state of mind.
"It's true that the spirit follows its master. I won't really lose to the leaves. Maybe I should count the petals of a certain flower? Do the ones that fall with the wind count?" Zeng Jun felt really numb and had no answer...
However, Zengjun had no choice but to make the best of it.
Looking down at the family, "Let me consult, that means there must be important information, or something you want to tell me, right?" Zengjun looked at the mother.
'The woman's clothing and hair length match the woman kneeling in that space. If nothing unexpected happens, she is the one who finally kneels there,' Zeng Jun made a simple analysis.
Zengjun looked at the couple in the house. Her husband had an unshaven beard and a serious expression on his face, as if he had been troubled recently and was sitting there with a worried look on his face.
The child, who was about twelve or thirteen years old, was leisurely walking outside the house alone.
The child opened the wooden door and entered the simple house. Zeng Jun looked up at the surrounding houses and found that this was the only house that was in a dilapidated state. It was made of wood, while the worst houses around were made of stones.
Zengjun looked at these gaps and came to a conclusion in his mind: this child must be inferior.
As for why Zeng Jun thinks so, it is the most hypocritical at the age when one has nothing. Some people use their childhood to heal their whole life, while some people use their whole life to heal their childhood. This child must be one of them. As for which one, Zeng Jun feels more inclined to the second one: using a lifetime to heal childhood.
As for why there is a bias, it is like when a person does something, he will first be biased towards his previous behavior.
Everyone has an unbearable past. Some people can get out of it safely, some have to shed their skin to get out of it, and some will die in it.
The child opened the door and said, "Mom, I want to go out and play."
"Play, play, what are you playing for? It's useless." His parents scolded him, while the child's mother motioned for him to go out and play, "Xiaojiu, come back early."
Yijiu nodded and ran outside.
Yijiu walked in the fields, he didn't know where he should go. After all, most children of this age were studying.
While Yijiu was walking, Zengjun began his analysis.
"First of all, Xiaojiu can only like his mother, there is no doubt about that. If it were me, I would not like another one either."
"Besides, there are no other children of the same age." Zengjun recalled the two scholars. "It seems that they are so pitiful that they don't even have the qualifications to study. How sad."
Zengjun looked at Yijiu walking on the road, his face full of smiles, as if being able to go out and play was a luxury for him, and the sad thing was that it really was a luxury.
Zengjun followed Yijiu in the air, "If nothing unexpected happens, this must be the key factor of this level. After all, it is too special."
Zengjun looked at Yijiu, feeling somewhat helpless. What could a child of this age understand? Born in such a family, his future would obviously be full of ups and downs, which was very unfair to Yijiu.