My sign-in life in Douluo

Chapter 62 I will come back

"Ding, the sign-in task is completed. The reward is the awakening of the Donghuang Bell."

He hasn't had time to look at the forbidden ice land in front of him.

"Holy shit!" Jiang Siming felt like every cell in his body was about to explode.

"System, you are playing tricks on me! Is this the place for awakening?" Jiang Siming roared, but he was confused.The system ignored him at all.

Feeling the change in Jiang Siming's aura, the little fox was about to ask when he was blown away by a violent force from Jiang Siming.

Jiang Siming slowly fell into coma.

"Is there anything wrong? It's another illusion test. Can you give me something new for the system?" Jiang Siming is about to vomit. A hundred reincarnations are not enough?

While Jiang Siming was complaining, the surroundings suddenly became chaotic.The feeling is not darkness, but turbidity.

"What's going on with him?" Jiang Siming was a little confused. This place didn't seem like a fantasy.

I don't know how long it took, but a light suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Siming's eyes. Jiang Siming couldn't help but block this extremely dazzling light with his hands.In a daze, Jiang Siming seemed to see a figure holding a giant ax and being chopped.

"What the hell? Pangu created the world?" Jiang Siming couldn't help but complain.

Suddenly, the speed at which the man was being chopped was accelerated countless times, and Jiang Siming noticed that the surroundings were changing rapidly.Suddenly three streaks of light appeared around the man in front of him, circled around and then flew away quickly.

Mountains, rivers, vegetation, birds and animals.Started to appear slowly.But the figure in front has disappeared long ago?

In this way, Jiang Siming looked at the scenery in front of him, which accelerated at intervals.He really didn't understand, was this an assessment?If it is an assessment, there will always be a breakthrough, but Jiang Siming feels tired and has no end in sight with such endless tests.

It had been too long, and Jiang Siming had seen a mountain-like giant whose eyes were pecked out by a giant bird that flew out of nowhere.I have seen gods flying around, and I have also seen wild beasts in the mountains and forests transform into human forms.But none of these gods and demons could see Jiang Siming.

Jiang Siming found it interesting at first, but gradually became bored and numb.

Suddenly one day, a bell rang.Suddenly, auspiciousness descended from the sky and golden lotuses surged from the ground.

"Low on the nine-fold cloud, the futon is true. The world is mysterious and yellow, and I will be the head teacher. Pan Gu gave birth to Tai Chi, and the two rituals and four images follow. One pass on three friends, and the two teachings explain and cut off. The Taoists are all outstanding, and one Qi transforms Hongjun. "

The words of the great road echoed between heaven and earth.

Jiang Siming's whole body changed again, and now he appeared in a huge palace.

Jiang Siming looked at the old Taoist sitting on the futon in front of him, a trace of curiosity flashed in his empty eyes.

"Is this Taoist Hongjun?" Jiang Siming couldn't help but say.

"Fellow Taoist, please take a seat." An emotionless voice sounded, but Taoist Hongjun did not speak.A futon flew behind Jiang Siming.

Jiang Siming was shocked. The man in front of him actually saw him.

"You can see me!" Jiang Siming said nervously.

"I can't see it, but I feel that you do exist, but maybe it happened a long time ago." Daozu Hongjun spoke again.

"Are you saying that the conversation between us is a conversation that spans time?" Jiang Siming is no longer afraid. I'm afraid the other party can't do anything to him?

"good."

"Then do you know why I appear here? How do I go back?" Jiang Siming asked urgently.

"I don't know, how many small worlds are there in the 3000 big world? How many alien spaces are there? I only know the things of the ancient world, but I am definitely not omniscient and omnipotent." For the first time, Daozu, you expressed some disappointment.

Jiang Siming stopped talking, but had some calculations in his mind.The system actually let him see this and let him talk to Patriarch Hongjun.After all, I wanted to tell him something, or I just wanted to let myself understand something.

The scene accelerated again, and Jiang Siming sat on a futon, with Patriarch Hongjun next to him.

The three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace looked curiously at the empty futon beside Hongjun and the ancestor.But no one dared to speak and question.

Jiang Siming didn't listen to a word of Daozu Hongjun's sermon. After all, they were from different systems.I don't feel at all that these classical Chinese texts have any great truth. Apart from being obscure and difficult to understand, I have no feeling at all.

The scene fast-forwards again, and the cycle begins again.Jiang Siming wasted away in this endless time.

Jiang Siming simply lay down to sleep, and when he opened his eyes.The surrounding area is already full of high-rise buildings and bustling and noisy.

"Jiangcheng!" Jiang Siming felt the familiar streets.

"Am I back??"

"Is this my hometown?" Jiang Siming shuttled through the sea of ​​people, but couldn't reach anyone.

Jiang Siming ran as hard as he could, wanting to return to the place where he was born and take another look at that familiar place.

People are nostalgic. Even though he traveled through time and had a system, Jiang Siming didn't seem to recall his past life at all.I will never forget my parents from my previous life.But really?

Jiang Siming was running, but the scene was accelerating bit by bit.

"No! Don't! Stop! I said stop!" Jiang Siming roared, bursting out with unprecedented power.

The scene really stopped, and Jiang Siming ran away, as if he didn't even know he was tired.

I don’t know how long I ran.Jiang Siming gradually couldn't feel the existence of his legs.He fell to the ground with a plop.Jiang Siming desperately relied on his hands and crawled forward bit by bit.

Finally, we arrived at the familiar village again.That touch of sunset, still so innocent and never playing hide-and-seek game.Hidden among the bare tree branches that have long since rotted.

This time, the setting sun did not penetrate Jiang Siming like the crowd, but gently caressed Jiang Siming's face.

Jiang Siming stood up unsteadily and walked on the bumpy dirt road, his feet becoming even heavier afterwards.

Jiang Siming finally arrived at his home.

The huge locust tree stump was like a scar, its body lying across the house that seemed to be about to collapse at any time, fixed as the last supporting beam.

"Old man, come out. It's already dark, and you don't even know how to collect the beans." A woman who looked a little weathered walked out of the house.

"Oops, I forgot. Blame me, blame me!" A rich man's voice came from inside the house.Just accompanied by a "squeaking" sound from the wooden bed, the man seemed to get out of the bed with difficulty.

The man walked out of the door, but when he tried to straighten his waist, he found that his temples had turned white and he was no longer young.

"Tell me, when can I come back tomorrow? Why do you miss him?" There was a hint of worry and tenderness in the woman's voice.

"The child is so old, why do you care so much? I'll find you annoying later." The rich man's voice came again, with stubbornness and unwillingness.

The child has grown up, but he has grown old.

Jiang Siming could no longer see clearly what was ahead, and felt blurry.

"Dad! Mom!" Jiang Siming yelled with all his strength, but it was all in vain.

"I'll be back! Wait for me!" Jiang Siming finally fell back and closed his eyes.