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Chapter 369 Dream!



Chapter 369 Dream!

Zhang Yan said, "Don't get too close."

Guan Xing smiled, which was unusual for him.

"This sentence is also in the handwritten copy."

Zhang Yan looked at her.

Guan Xing said, "He said that if the people who come later don't like being followed, they should stand further away."

Qin Xiao couldn't help himself.

"Your ancestors really understood Brother Yan."

Nie Qingcheng looked at him coldly.

Qin Xiao immediately shut up.

After Guan Xing left, Qin Xiao reported on some final matters.

News also came from Ang Tun.

The Bengal tiger that was previously rescued has been sent to a wildlife conservation center in northern Myanmar.

Qin Xiao put the photo on the screen.

In the photo, the large tiger is lying in the quarantine area, and it seems to be in good spirits.

Zhang Yan glanced at it.

"Make sure Ang Thun stays away from the ruins."

He said he knew.

Qin Xiao paused.

"He also said that if Brother Yan goes to northern Myanmar in the future, he will clear all the roads for him."

Zhang Yan said, "Thank him for me."

Qin Xiao nodded.

"OK."

In the afternoon, Zhang Yan and Nie Qingcheng returned to the villa.

Nie Qingcheng sat in the study dealing with the Hokkaido itinerary.

Zhang Yan is repairing mechanical puppets in the underground workshop.

The doll was severely damaged.

The chest cavity, shoulders, arms, and sensory pathways all need to be redone.

Nie Qingcheng came down once.

She stood there watching for a long time.

"Can it be fixed?"

"able."

"Don't change my face."

"No change."

"Don't change your personality arbitrarily."

Zhang Yan looked up.

"Does it have a personality?"

Nie Qingcheng said, "Yes."

What kind of personality do you have?

"Listen to me."

Zhang Yan nodded.

"That's true."

Nie Qingcheng was satisfied.

"What should we have for dinner?"

What would you like to eat?

"noodle."

"it is good."

"Add pork ribs."

"Um."

"Don't stay up too late."

"Know."

In the evening, Zhang Yan made pork rib noodles.

Nie Qingcheng ate about half a bowl and then pushed the rest to him.

Zhang Yan looked at her.

"Can't eat?"

I want you to eat more.

"That's enough."

"You're not enough."

"Nie Qingcheng".

"Um?"

"You're feeding the wounded right now."

She looked at him.

"do not you?"

Zhang Yan was speechless.

After dinner, Nie Qingcheng went to take a shower.

Zhang Yan sat in the living room and opened the photocopy of the Guantiange document.

He read the line of text again.

If the person who wakes up again is still walking alone, Guantiange must hold a lamp beside them.

Do not hasten his death.

Do not take away their tools.

Its origin cannot be inquired.

Zhang Yan put the paper down.

That night, he had a dream.

Jinghai is not in my dreams.

There are no mechs.

There is no system interface.

He was standing in a very small room.

An old man sat at the table.

The old man was very thin, and there was a faint mark on his wrist that was almost invisible.

He looked up at Zhang Yan.

"You've arrived."

Zhang Yan looked at him.

"Who are you?"

The old man smiled.

"You already know."

Zhang Yan remained silent.

The old man said, "Don't stand, sit down."

Zhang Yan did not sit down.

"Are you waiting for me?"

"I've been waiting for a long time."

Why?

"I'm afraid you'll be alone."

Zhang Yan looked at him.

"Have you arranged all of this?"

The old man shook his head.

"no."

"Where is the Guantian Pavilion?"

"Just someone who lights lamps."

"Where is the Wind-Breath Jade?"

"I just left one path that might come in handy."

"Was it your arrangement that the Heart of Heaven chose me?"

The old man shook his head.

"no."

Zhang Yan stared at him.

The old man's voice was very soft.

"It chose me, and it chose you."

Do you regret it?

The old man thought for a moment.

No regrets.

Why?

"Because I survived."

Zhang Yan frowned.

The old man smiled.

"Only by surviving can one realize that the seal is not the end."

"What is that?"

"It's about handing over time to those who come after."

Zhang Yan said, "You've given me your time."

The old man nodded.

"You handed it over too."

"I don't."

The old man looked at him.

"You've already done it."

Zhang Yan remained silent.

The old man slowly got up.

"I should go to sleep."

Zhang Yan asked, "Are you going to disappear?"

"Um."

"Anything else to say?"

The old man looked at him.

Don't feel like you owe anyone anything.

You don't owe anything to people from 30,000 years ago.

You don't owe me anything.

"It does not lack the spirit of divine craftsmanship."

"I owe the world nothing."

Zhang Yan remained silent.

The old man continued, "Just remember, someone is waiting for you at home."

Zhang Yan looked up.

The old man's figure began to fade.

"She's fine."

Zhang Yan said, "I know."

"Don't keep her waiting too long."

"Um."

The old man gave him one last look.

"Zhang Yan".

"Um."

"You did a great job."

His figure vanished completely.

The dream should have ended.

But the next second, the space around Zhang Yan suddenly darkened.

A familiar consciousness appeared.

Zhang Yan suddenly looked up.

"Ruins".

That consciousness was very calm.

There was no oppression from the sealing war.

There was no pollution of emotions.

It was just standing in the distance.

It has no physical form.

But it does exist.

Zhang Yan said coldly, "You haven't given up yet?"

A thought came from the ruins.

"This is an echo left behind before the seal was placed."

Zhang Yan did not relax.

"explain."

The ruins fell silent for a moment.

"Why do you think I need to absorb energy?"

Zhang Yan said coldly, "To devour this world."

That's the result, not the cause.

Zhang Yan stared at it.

The Ruins continued to transmit thoughts.

"Something is approaching from beyond this world."

"More dangerous than you?"

"Yes, for you."

Zhang Yan did not send a letter.

Do you think I'd believe that?

"I don't need you to believe me."

"Then why are you saying all this?"

"You can go see for yourself."

Zhang Yan frowned.

The Ruins provide a coordinate system.

Shennongjia.

Deep underground.

Zhang Yan noted down the coordinates, his eyes growing even colder.

"What's there?"

The echoes from the ruins lingered for a long time.

Then came the last sentence.

"The first gate."


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