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Chapter 882 There is no grievance between us

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    The Lord Fu put one hand into the water, and the surrounding environment changed instantly.

    He was standing in a dense forest, and the sound of insects could be heard from a distance. However, in an instant, it turned into a starry sky, and in another instant, it turned into a Yin River with countless ghosts.

    All the surrounding environments are like countless messy pictures that seem to be disorganized, like garbled characters.

    The sound in each picture also changed into a buzzing noise as the picture changed.

    After the initial blink of an eye, it immediately accelerated continuously, until everything around it turned into colorful bands of light.

    When this brilliance that can't see anything at all accelerates to the extreme.

    Darkness has fallen.

    The purest black is the whole world.

    In the whole world, there is only low background noise.

    The prince, who was transformed from this part of memory, stood in the darkness, looking at this scene with some surprise.

    He didn't expect that Qin Yang's memory was so chaotic even though his memory could already be condensed into a human form.

    All the memories, like those black waters, are mixed together drop by drop, and there seems to be no difference on the surface.

    However, the arrangement within it is no longer what it was originally.

    All the images transformed from memory are extracted frame by frame, and then randomly piled up together.

    Even if it is only a few hundred years of memory, if it exists in this way, it is an astronomical number that no one can sort out.

    The frame-by-frame picture is like a sequential puzzle, with frames as the unit picture, how many pieces of this puzzle will there be in the end?

    One breath only counts sixty frames, and in the years of Qin Yang's existence, there are at least trillions of puzzle pieces.

    Then follow the order, and put together this puzzle frame by frame, trillions of pieces, arranged and combined, how many possibilities there will be, it is not clear.

    From these countless permutations, no one can find the only correct one.

    Outsiders, even if it was Tianzun back then, who opened the thinking formula, it is impossible to figure it out and find the only answer for ten thousand years.

    Fujun stood in the darkness, the moment the thought flashed, he immediately gave up, he suddenly shook his head and laughed.

    "It's no wonder that you can affect the River of Forgetfulness in the Realm of the Dead, affect the River of Forgetfulness here, and affect your own memory to this point. It is indeed unprecedented, and it is amazing."

    The Fujun slowly stretched out his hand, and the surrounding darkness disappeared in an instant.

    At the same time, his hand also retracted from the black water below.

    The Fu Jun walked out step by step, and stood on the blood-yellow River of Forgetfulness within the area covered by the black water, quietly watching the black water in front of him slowly retract, as if it was about to condense into Qin Yang again.

    Suddenly, he stared at the gradually shrinking black water, frowned slightly, looked around, looked up again, lifted one foot slightly, and landed on Wangchuan again.

    A ripple centered on his feet and spread slowly.

    However, this time, Wangchuan did not move at all. Wherever the ripples passed, the world seemed to be distorted. All the images visible to the naked eye seemed to have turned into water waves, and the shapes were constantly changing with the ripples.

    Everything around him immediately became illusory and unreal.

    The next moment, the rocks collapsed, the river of forgetfulness collapsed, and everything visible to the naked eye, like broken glass, shattered suddenly.

    The surroundings are still the pure darkness, and there is still a continuous humming noise in the background.

    This place is still in Qin Yang's memory.

    All the pieces of the puzzle are converging into a patch of blackness and background noise, but that doesn't mean it's really all the pieces.

    The Lord Fu thought he had gone out, but in fact, it was still Qin Yang's new memory after he appeared here.

    ? Using the memory of the environment in which you are, recreating the environment you are in, everything seems to be the same, but the essence is already completely different.

    "With such accomplishments, I really underestimate the heroes of the world, but this kind of small trick can't trap me."

    The Fujun sighed.

    In the darkness, a figure of Qin Yang came out, and he sighed with regret.

    "Even if it's just a part of Fujun's memory, it's not so easy to solve. I really didn't want to solve you so easily.

    It's just that the speed of your discovery is still a little faster than I thought.  "

    Qin Yang can't help it either, he just arrived here, immediatelyThe corpse of Bajing.

    If you encounter any particularly strong evil, I am afraid it will be very troublesome.

    Moreover, in the wild world, there are the most branches of the Burial River. What he has the least way of confirming is which section of the Burial River the body will emerge from.

    I don't know if my own person has been guided to his physical body.

    At that time, it was considered that the physical body was the most dangerous, so an instinct was added to the physical body to let the physical body go home by itself.

    In this case, no matter which section of the Burial River the body appears in, the probability of being discovered is very high, and the speed of being attracted should be very fast.

    Qin Yang took out a deck chair, lay on the water, looked up at the crack above his head, and waited boredly.

    It's a pity that this place is in the Black Forest Sea, and there is no sun at all, which is a fly in the ointment.

    After waiting for an unknown time, I saw a seven-foot gray gecko on the cracked stone wall, walking like flying, rushing down the stone wall.

    With a glance from the gecko, the crystal-clear Wang River can be seen at a glance. Only Qin Yang lying on the deck chair on the water surface is particularly eye-catching.

    When the gecko saw who it was, it shook violently, its eyeballs almost popping out of its sockets, and it opened its mouth and let out a cry of surprise.

    "Lord Qin!"

    Qin Yang looked at the gecko up and down, amazed.

    Those who didn't wait for him saw a deceased person first, and a deceased person with memories.

    Before he could speak, he saw the gecko hastily lay down on the stone wall as a salute.

    "It's true that the subordinate came down late and kept the lord waiting for a long time when he kowtowed to the lord of the Fujun."

    When Qin Yang heard these words, it was as if he had been struck by lightning, and countless thoughts flashed across his mind.

    This guy is Fu Jun's subordinate, he came to pick him up, but he recognized the wrong person.

    When this guy passed away, he actually tricked him into passing away with his memories.

    The moment all thoughts flashed, they converged into a trace of murderous intent.

    This son must not stay.

    Feeling the moment of change, the gecko lay there motionless in fright, and explained quickly.

    "Your Excellency, calm down.

    With the help of adults and great supernatural powers, the subordinates came from the reincarnation, and only recently recovered a little memory. When they heard about the changes in this place, they rushed over immediately. Now that they can enter this place, they have tried their best to escape death.

    I also hope that adults will forgive me.  "

    The gecko was lying on the stone wall, its mind was still beating wildly, and the whole person was almost dumbfounded.

    Unexpectedly, the newly-appeared Master Qin of the Department of Death in Fengdu is actually Lord Fujun!

    It's really high, it's simply too high.

    Everyone has come into contact with it, but no one thought of it.

    I'm afraid that even if I thought of it, no one would believe it.

    Lord Qin's supernatural powers of rebirth are not related to those of Lord Fu Jun in every respect.

    "I'm not the Fujun!" Qin Yang categorically denied it.

    The gecko's eyes trembled, and the moment the thought flashed, he quickly slapped himself.

    "Yes, yes, Lord Qin, please forgive me. This subordinate admitted his mistake. When this subordinate saw Master Qin here, he was so overjoyed that he lost his mind for a while."

    "" Qin Yang's eyelids twitched wildly.

    Subordinate?  When did he become his subordinate?  Still pretend to me!

    Hack him!  Whatever you say today will kill this guy!

    No one can stop it.

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