The days when I was forced to be a magic stick

However, it would be more deliberate if the relationship is really separated and there is no connection, right?

He regards Mr. Gu as a friend, and Mr. Gu is because he put himself in danger, wouldn't he be even more heartless if he didn't show any signs of it?Attributing the behavior just now to a normal conversation between friends, Yan An thought deceitfully.

It's almost time now, unexpectedly, he unknowingly chatted with Mr. Gu for almost an hour, Yan An hurriedly got up and went downstairs to prepare for cooking.

After washing the rice and cooking it in the rice cooker, Xu Lin was far from helping out, so Yan An let him go and asked him to do simple things like washing and picking vegetables.

Grandpa Yan and the others came back when the meal was half done.

Xu Linyuan rushed faster than anyone else, and before anyone saw him, a voice of "Grandpa, Grandpa!" was heard by the two old people outside the door.

Grandpa Yan was carrying things from the car. This time they bought a lot of souvenirs and called a car to take them to their doorstep.

Hearing this, his movements stopped, and he looked at the old Mr. An who was puzzled, "We went to the wrong place? Why doesn't my voice sound like An An's?"

Xu Linyuan, who had just rushed out, heard these words, "Grandpa, I am Yan'er's good brother and classmate. My name is Xu Linyuan. I just came to visit you during the holiday."

For Mr. An who was beside Grandpa Yan, he was enthusiastic and awed, "Hello, Grandpa."

He had heard from Yan'er long ago that his neighbor was a hermit and expert, although later the expert became a grandfather, but this did not hinder his respect for this expert at all.

Yan An, who came out right behind Xu Linyuan, confirmed his identity. Old Mr. An's face softened and he nodded.

Grandpa Yan was very happy, because Yan An's childhood was not normal, and he was always worried that Yan An would not be able to make friends, so he felt relieved now.

"It's Xu Linyuan, right?" There was a smile on his face.

"Just call me Big and Little Xu."

The two had a similar personality, and they quickly chatted together. They had a lot of things to talk about together, and they felt a bit like seeing each other late.

After dinner, Xu Linyuan accompanied Grandpa Yan to watch TV and chat in the living room, and Yan An came to Mr. An's room.

He chose to hide the rebirth from the two old people because he didn't know who the murderer was and he didn't want them to be in danger.

Now that Li Qingtian is dead, if he wants to know the truth, it's time to say something.

Taking a deep breath and mentally preparing himself, he pushed open the door.

Mr. An was comparing whether the wooden ornaments in his hand should be placed on the bedside or on the desk. This is a souvenir from this trip, bought according to the zodiac sign, and his family has one.

Seeing Yan An come in, he said, "You came just in time, quickly help Grandpa see, should this ornament be placed by the bedside or on the desk?"

Yan An was thinking about how to organize his words so that his grandfather would not be so angry. When he heard the words, he took a moment to look at it. It was a wooden rabbit, "Put it on the desk."

What if such a large piece of wood accidentally falls from the head of the bed and hits someone.

Mr. An carefully placed the ornaments on the desk, while Yan An was still standing at the door, frowning in confusion.

"What are you doing standing at the door? Didn't you say you have a question for me?"

What he said on the phone was that he didn't understand a very important problem in spiritual practice.

Yan An regained his composure and walked in boldly. He must find out about this matter.

As for the cause of his death, he guessed that it might be the same as those killed by Li Qingtian, who died in the process of being made into a puppet because they failed to withstand the explosion.

But Ting Lanyuan Ligui's words clearly proved his guess was wrong.

He actually smelled like a ghost, how could this be possible?

After making sure that Grandpa sat well on the stool and would not fall down because of the sudden fright, Yan An opened his mouth and told the whole story of his previous life from beginning to end without missing a single detail.

Mr. An really thought that Yan An was asking for advice, but it happened that he and Grandpa Yan were about to travel, so he decided to come back.

As a result, the more he listened to what Yan An said, the angrier he became, he stood up angrily and pressed his hands on the table, unable to maintain his usual peaceful appearance.

He already knew that there was a death calamity in An'an's life, but he always thought it was a natural disaster, and he never thought it would be a suicide!

Yan An was afraid of getting angry, so he didn't dare to mention what Li Qingtian had done, so he quickly comforted him, "Grandpa, don't be angry, he is dead, and he won't harm me anymore."

Mr. An slowed down for a while, and when he heard Yan An's words, he asked, "What's going on?"

"The Special Affairs Department dealt with an evil cultivator before, and I followed suit. I happened to see what that person looked like and recognized him, so he is dead."

Only then did he feel relieved, but Mr. An was still upset when Yan An hid such an important matter from him.

After a long time, he sighed a little, "It's amazing that you can still know what happened in the future."

A compass that has been passed down has such amazing functions. I don’t know what it was like when metaphysics was at its peak.

Metaphysics is in decline.

Yan An smiled wryly in his heart, how could he know the future, he simply went back to the past.

And I don't remember all the things, otherwise I wouldn't worry about Li Gui's words.

"Grandpa, how did you let me survive that death?"

Mr. An took a look at Yan An, that look seemed to see through something, almost made Yan An look away guiltily.

Grandpa won't guess that I still have something to hide from him, will he?

No matter what Mr. An thought, Yan An pretended not to know anything when he didn't speak.

Seeing grandpa pull out a cardboard box from under the bed, he curiously leaned over to help.

Old Mr. An stepped aside, thumped his waist, and said, "Open it and have a look."

Open the cardboard box, there is a wooden box inside, the color is simple, it looks like it has been a few years old.

Carefully opened the cover, a beautiful compass made of jade caught Yan An's eyes. If you look closely, you can find that some words and pictures carved on the compass are very blurry.

He couldn't help reaching out to pick up the compass for a closer look, but he only picked up half of it.

It turned out that the compass had been broken from it long ago.

Yan An blinked blankly, and turned to Mr. An for help.

"It blocked the robbery for you."

He is no longer a novice in metaphysics who knows nothing, so he naturally understands what Mr. An means.

Without this compass, he would truly be dead, and there would be no such person as Yan An in the world.

"Does it have any other functions? Like turning people into ghosts?" He asked tentatively.

"You can't talk nonsense like this!" Mr. An was a little angry, "We are a serious sect, how could we use that kind of evil weapon!"

Yan An thought so too, at least the compass saved his own life, so it's not good to slander it like this.

Back in his room, he put the compass he got from his grandfather on the table, touched it carefully, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that just now."

After speaking, he also thought it was funny, talking to a dead thing, he was afraid that he was too nervous recently.

"What happened in the last life? Why did Li Gui say that I am of the same kind?"

And why can he know some things naturally and use them proficiently, even though he has never learned them before?

These mysteries linger in Yan An's mind.

After taking a shower, he glanced at the compass on the table. He didn't get an accurate answer to the conversation with his grandfather, and he might never be able to answer it, which made him a little regretful.

But people have to look forward, Li Qingtian is dead, if he has been immersed in the past, it will be putting the cart before the horse.

Thinking about these things, Yan An instantly felt refreshed. If you don't know, you don't know. Life must go on.So he lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.

Yan An found himself in a very strange place.

As far as he could see, there was darkness. Standing in the golden halo, he could clearly see streams of black air pressing towards him, blocked by the halo.

"What is this place?" He asked strangely, a little suspicious that he was dreaming.

Soon he heard a familiar voice, "An'an."

It's grandpa!

Just as he was about to answer, he heard someone who was faster than him. The other party used the same voice as his, and asked Grandpa not to disturb him coldly.

Yan An was stunned, he didn't speak at all!

Who spoke?

He desperately wanted to know what happened, but apart from the golden halo protecting him, he couldn't see the outside world.

He listened to this person with the same voice as himself, taking his identity and getting along with his family and friends, and then pushing everyone further and further away.

Grandpa was so angry that he was hospitalized, and his friend broke up with him, but that Mr. An seemed to be very concerned about his situation.However, the voice did not know how to get it done.

Finally he heard a voice say, "It's troublesome to use other people's bodies."

At this time, the range of the golden halo has expanded a lot, and Yan An finally saw the situation outside.

A skinny figure was sitting cross-legged in the distance. He was covered in black air, almost occupying the entire space. He didn't know what the golden light was, and he didn't seem to notice the existence of Yan An.

Then Yan An saw his body, as a bystander.

Gloomy and cold, this was his first reaction when he saw himself.

"The talent is better than the body, not bad." 'Yan An' said, with a satisfied look on his pale face, he left from the mirror, went to the basement, and began to concoct something that Yan An could not understand.

In this basement, there are several naked men and women sitting, their eyes closed, their bodies are covered with symbols, and black and red flash alternately on the symbols.

Yan An suddenly felt sick.

"vomit."

In the room, Yan An rushed from the bed to the bathroom, leaned on the sink and retched a few times.

The feeling of nausea subsided, he washed his face with cold water, looked at himself in the mirror who was pale but completely different from his dream, and slowly squeezed out a helpless smile.

"It's better not to know the truth."

He took another shower as if obsessive-compulsive, and it took a full hour.When he came out of the bathroom, his skin was wrinkled.

Passing by the desk, he clicked on the compass on it, and muttered in a low voice, "Why do I think you did it on purpose?"

Before dawn, Yan An couldn't fall asleep.He knew that that was what happened after he lost consciousness in his previous life.

He didn't die during the puppet making process as he guessed, he succeeded.

To be precise, it was Li Qingtian who successfully made his body into a host body, and then replaced him through some kind of ceremony, becoming the new Yan An.

But Li Qingtian didn't expect that as early as when Yan An was born, Mr. An calculated that he was destined to die, and then tied the compass of master's inheritance to Yan An's fate.

The compass is the fate disk, which can prevent Yan An from hitting a catastrophe.

Because Yan An had a compass to protect his soul body, he was able to exist in the same body as Li Qingtian without realizing it.

Li Qingtian occupied Yan An's body for a full ten years. As the memory was unsealed, the memories of the ten years flashed in his mind one by one like a revolving lantern.

Dropped out of school for no reason, angered grandpa to death, hurt grandpa, and later even attacked the Gu family for some reason.

Seeing one pile after another, Yan An gritted his teeth, wishing to pull out Li Qingtian's corpse and whip his corpse, and then put his soul body on the knife mountain and under the frying pan.

It's a pity that Li Qingtian has committed too many evils, and has no chance of reincarnation at all, and his soul and body have been broken up long ago.

To die so easily is really cheap for him!