Manual of the Monster in City

93 Lost Memory

    Jia Qingming really... killed Miss Bai Ling.

    It was not long ago, just in a dream.

    To be precise, it was not his dream after being exhausted and lethargic, but the dream of Senior Sister Zhuang Yan.

    At that time, they were sitting on the helicopter, and the group was about to leave the dream flower that was almost completely corroded by night gas. The helicopter rose quickly and was constantly moving away from the dream that was collapsing a little bit.

    Jia Qingming relaxed, and what followed was overwhelming fatigue and sleepiness that poured into his body...

    However, at this time, he heard Su Qiang shouting "Be careful!"

    He raised his head and saw a figure full of murderous intent standing outside the helicopter's hatch.

    "It was... Miss Bai Ling released... a nightmare..." Mengmeng said, her voice trembling more and more because of fear.

    It was Miss Bai Ling who was dragging the ancient sword in her hand.

    She jumped from the rooftop to the helicopter's hatch. This jump completely surpassed the distance that humans can reach. It must have used a considerable amount of force. However, she landed lightly and landed on the continuously pulling helicopter, but she did not cause the unstable body to shake at all.

    Under the broken hair on the forehead, there are a pair of black pupils full of coldness and killing intent. Jia Qingming looks into the depths of those pupils as if looking into a deep well as if his own body is soaking in the freezing water of the well. , Which reflected his face.

    The sword light flashed suddenly.

    Bai Ling raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed Jia Qingming.

    Jia Qingming quickly rolled aside, as if this was a subconscious action, and as if it was not controlled by his own mind at all, but a complete physical action.

    The ancient sword pierced into the rear seat, and immediately... the helicopter shook with the momentum of the sword. Although the magnitude of this shaking was not enough to shake Bai Ling's body, her feet seemed to be rooted, with the extremely steady steps of a martial artist, but it was enough to throw Jia Qingming aside who was trying to stand up.

    At that moment, he found that he had fallen into the arms of Miss Bai Ling, who was holding a sword like Shura, and in his right hand, he was still holding the pistol previously taken from Su Qiang.

    Bai Ling, with no emotion in his eyes, looked at Jia Qingming, suddenly startled, his eyes swayed for a while, like water waves.

    "Quick...Kill her." Mengmeng reminded her.

    The cold barrel of the gun pressed against Bai Ling's abdomen, and the hand holding the gun trembled. As long as she raised her hand and cut it, she could kill him. But she didn't do it.

    Jia Qingming pulled the trigger.

    then……

    Then it was the scene he still remembered clearly after he fell into a coma.

    That was the last scene before he lost consciousness.

    Miss Bai Ling’s face was very close, and she was already in a state of dying. Her pupils were slightly divergent, and her eyes stared at Jia Qingming in surprise. The blood slowly flowed from the corner of her mouth. The pale cheeks looked particularly coquettish.

    "Qing...Qingming..."

    She made a hoarse voice.

    Jia Qingming retracted his hand from the cold weapon, the palm of his hand was full of blood...

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    "That's right. Mr. Seimei is the one I am waiting for, and the one destined to kill me."

    In reality, Miss Bai Ling said slowly, her voice summoned Jia Qingming from the memory back to the stealth Pavilion in reality.

    "Just..." Jia Qingming came back to his senses, covering his head, unable to explain the situation just now.

    When he tried to remember just now, it seemed... as if he had entered a strange state of meditation. At that time, everything around him seemed to cease to exist. He had completely entered the world of memories, and... as if he was there. territory.

    "It's the ability of the heavenly eyes." Bai Ling said, "the industry probably calls this 'synthesis.' It's just that Mr. Qingming is still too weak. Otherwise, only relying on the heavenly eyes can distinguish the difference between dreams and reality and distinguish the attachments. The spirits of the body and living creatures can even... see the original form of the monster. It is a pity that Mr. Qingming abandoned it for too long before, so there is a lot of lack in the application of the celestial eye ability."

    In the end, the voice was a bit of a sigh, and it seemed to be the class teacher who taught the students, "It's because you didn't study hard before, so you become like this now."

    "That's right... Then... that Miss Bai Ling who holds the ancient sword is also... you too?" Jia Qingming looked at Miss Bai Ling and couldn't help asking, just what she had seen in her dream before... terrible.

    Bai Ling nodded lightly: "I'm good. Why, are you surprised? Surprised by my skill? Please don't worship me too much. Do you need me to sign Mr. Seimei?"

    Bai Ling joked naturally, and Jia Qingming's forehead also pulled black lines.

    "Ah. No kidding. That's a piece of my memory. Later I sealed it with'Tapir', because nightmares are really annoying things. As for killing or something, there is no way. Sky stealers are doomed. To hide in hiding, many people are destined to watch and wait for me to kill me. But..."

    Bai Ling got upright, stared at Jia Qingming, and continued:

    "The one who will kill me in the end, the one who will end my immortal life...Mr. Seimei must be yours."

    "Speaking of... in a dream, I killed it." Jia Qingming murmured, as if on a whim, "Such words...does it count, and the content of the prediction has been completed? In other words, In reality, I won't kill Miss Bai Ling again?"

    Although he knew it wouldn't be that simple.

    "Ah, did Mr. Seimei watch more animations and movies? Destiny is destiny. Mr. Seimei thinks that he can really beat me in that era?"

    Jia Qingming couldn't help but think of the Shura-like Bai Ling. He had seen her terrifying swordsmanship and posture in the helicopter...

    When she is not moving like a mountain, nothing can break through her sword circle; when she rushes like the wind and the sword light passes by, she will surely cut a life in two.

    He shook his head.

    At that level, he is not an opponent he can handle at all...

    However, Jia Qingming thinks he can't beat what kind of opponent he is now clear?!

    "But that is me in my memory, the me who was left in the nightmare. Even that kind of me, sealed from the timeline in the past, is like a crawler in Amber, but... still recognizes Seimei. Because... Mr. Seimei is a man of destiny and a man destined to kill me."

    That's right... Jia Qingming remembered that Bai Ling at the time.

    She is an emotionless killing angel, but in the end, when they looked at each other, her emotionless eyes suddenly swayed, like waves rippling on the calm water.

    That is Bai Ling's memory.

    It was impossible for Bai Ling on that timeline to know him Jia Qingming, maybe he hadn't been born in this world at all.

    All of this seems to be a destined encounter...and kill.

    But... there are exceptions. Jia Qingming couldn't help thinking. If Bai Ling has seen him before, and he has also seen Bai Ling, if there is, it can be...

    Twelve years ago...

    He lost his memory before his Sky Eye was sealed...twelve years ago.

    Because he faintly felt that at that time he had indeed stepped into a certain place...

    A shop where wishes come true.