MM Racing Chapter 1020 The Matter of Replacing Chapters, A Pair of Siblings (Supplement)
Chapter 1020 The Matter of Replacing Chapters, A Pair of Siblings (Supplement)
Chapter 1020 The Matter of Reincarnation, A Brother and Sister (Supplement)
Do you have local driver's licenses?
Minors are not allowed to drive.
"It's okay, Yezi, I have a driver's license, and I've driven this car several times before!"
That bastard Pang Bo volunteered to act as both driver and tour guide, blocking Ye Fan's last escape route.
The Mercedes-Benz, radiating divine light, sped ahead of everyone else, its endless starlight seemingly descending from the heavens to form a flower-shaped canopy resembling golden branches and jade leaves.
To be honest, apart from its appearance and four wheels, that thing has absolutely nothing to do with cars anymore.
As the former owner of the car, Ye Fan watched the Heavenly Emperor's vehicle disappear into the distance, wishing that the treasure was the one he was bound to.
"Never mind." Ye Fan paused for a moment, then turned around.
The flowers are the same every year, but they are different every year.
My own path and understanding will not be easily shaken, but I feel guilty and grateful, and I must face it.
But when he had made all the preparations and was ready to speak frankly...
Looking back, one sees the misty, ethereal land of immortality.
The glistening petals danced and fluttered down from the sky, each one shimmering with a dreamlike, translucent luster and exuding a faint fragrance.
In this boundless sea of flowers, the reflection that had been on the car's paint suddenly vanished, as if it had never existed.
This scene made Ye Fan's eyes widen in surprise: "Could it be an illusion?"
Even with his current strength and realm, he did not discover anything unusual, which made Ye Fan tremble and also a little suspicious.
I suspect that I was too concerned and my mind was in turmoil, which led me to misread the situation.
But in the blink of an eye, he immediately denied it.
To this day, the Empress has never met him, yet he knew in his heart just now that it was her.
The sky was filled with light and rain. Ye Fan searched carefully, but despite the swirling clouds and mist, he could not see anything except the flower petals. However, the same scriptures were engraved on each of the flower petals.
He was about to call out to the other person when he saw a splash of bright red.
It was a blood-stained garment, protected by chaos, and remained imperishable for over two hundred thousand years. Now, it was exposed again after the ghost mask that accompanied it in the tomb was unearthed.
On the blood-stained clothes were a brief, hastily written message: 'I'm going to die... but what about my sister?'
In a daze, Ye Fan saw a little girl of seven or eight years old, with pigtails and wearing small shoes that showed her toes. She helplessly reached out and chased after something in front of her, as if she wanted to run towards him and hand it to him.
Gradually, he realized it was a mask with a half-smile, half-grim expression.
"Well"
Ye Fan suddenly shook his head violently.
He came to his senses and found that the grave was still a grave, but the obsession on the blood-stained clothes and the petals falling from the sky were fading away.
"Was it the central area of the array pattern that was severed, which triggered the power left on this tomb?"
Ye Fan muttered to himself, "That makes sense. She's still in the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, and should still be asleep right now."
Blood-stained clothes are ultimately just ordinary cloth. Even though they are stained with the holy blood of the Ancient Holy Body, they are difficult to resist the ravages of time after losing the protection of chaos.
Under Ye Fan's gaze, the blood-stained clothes and the words on them rotted away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A petal landed by sheer coincidence on the ghost mask hanging at Ye Fan's waist, and then, like a bursting bubble, it turned into specks of light and vanished.
A cool breeze blew by, and a wisp of ash and a shower of light dissipated simultaneously into the depths of the surrounding misty, colorful fog.
Ye Fan watched this scene in silence.
A moment later, he emerged from the place of immortality, and many sect leaders of Earth's Daoist lineages, as well as four quasi-emperors, all turned their gazes toward him.
"More than 200,000 years ago, someone came here wearing this mask," Laozi said, looking at the ghost face mask on Ye Fan's waist with some surprise.
"Please, seniors, stay a little longer." Ye Fan didn't follow up on the topic, but instead gave a wry smile and asked them to stay.
After making some arrangements, he put aside everything here and the cultivators who were arriving one after another, and went straight home.
He now has more pressing problems to think about.
For example, what should be done with this mask? How should we deal with Su Lin? Even selling off the entire chamber of commerce wouldn't be enough to pay off the debt.
But as soon as he got home, he saw Ji Ziyue holding the sobbing little girl and wiping away her tears.
Upon seeing Ye Fan, she could no longer restrain herself and broke free from his embrace, stumbling and running over. If Ye Fan hadn't reacted quickly, the little girl would have fallen to the ground.
"Did you bully the little girl?" Ye Fan hugged the little girl and picked her up.
She seemed to have suffered a great injustice, burying her head in Ye Fan's chest, unable to even speak clearly.
"You're the one who's bullying Nannan!"
Ji Ziyue touched her little tiger teeth and said irritably, "After lunch, Nannan suddenly fainted and couldn't be woken up no matter what we did. After she just woke up, she seemed to have a nightmare and kept crying. Didn't you see that I was comforting her?"
"Your aunt and uncle left you some food over there, go and eat it quickly."
Ye's father, mother, and Ye Qingxian were not at home; they had probably gone out. On the old square table, there was a bowl full of food.
Ye Fan felt a warmth in his heart.
This ordinary life is much more comfortable than the "all the immortals paying homage" on Kunlun Mountain.
"No rush to eat, let me check on the little girl first." Ye Fan had some vague guesses in his mind but wasn't sure.
He sat down on the sofa, but the little girl seemed to be caught in a vortex of sadness, sobbing uncontrollably, her tears soaking her clothes.
"Brother. Brother"
She clutched Ye Fan's clothes with her small hands, as if afraid he would disappear if she let go. She looked up, revealing a pair of large, pure eyes: "You're back."
"Brother is back, he's here."
Ye Fan smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I dreamt that my brother left. I kept chasing after you but I couldn't catch up. Please don't leave me, okay?" The little girl said, her eyes filled with tears.
"No, no," Ye Fan felt a pang of sadness seeing the little girl like this. "I will never abandon her."
It must have been the ghost mask and the strange appearance of that grave that caused the little girl to fall asleep at the same time and have a nightmare of separation.
Ghost face mask
Ye Fan then remembered that the Ruthless Great Emperor was also the owner of the Ghost Face Mask, and Xiao Nannan, as her Dao Fruit and longing, was very likely to be affected.
However, after checking, I couldn't find anything wrong with it.
"But that dream felt so real. Nannan saw some really scary things, and some really scary people." She seemed to recall the details and horrors of the dream, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.
The little girl, who had just calmed down, started to feel sad again, and tears were welling up in her eyes.
"Nannan, it was just a dream," Ye Fan was about to comfort her when a thought suddenly struck him. He took off the ghost mask hanging from his waist and handed it out, laughing, "Look, what toy your brother brought back for you?"
The little girl was stunned. She sniffed and said, "What a cute funny face."
"Did you see this mask in your dream, Nannan?"
"It doesn't seem like it, but it feels very familiar."
The little girl took the mask that had a half-smile on it, held it in her little hand for a while, and couldn't help but laugh.
She flipped the mask over and put it on her face, looking at Ye Fan through the mask with her eyes: "Brother, look."
Faced with the little girl's fierce and aggressive demeanor, Ye Fan gently stroked her head and said softly, "Since you like it, how about I give you this mask, brother?"
"Thank you, brother."
Ye Fan thought to himself, "Just as I thought."
Little girls can also wear and use this mask.
At this moment, Ji Ziyue, who was standing next to her, couldn't sit still. When she saw the ghost mask, she suddenly had a strong sense of déjà vu, and her gaze switched back and forth between Nannan and Ye Fan's faces.
I've seen it in my dreams!
A flash of light appeared in Ji Ziyue's hand, revealing an ancient-looking ring. She grabbed Ye Fan and asked curiously, "But aren't you unrelated to her brother?"
Ji Ziyue found this ring in a corner of the family when she was a child. When she played with it, it emitted wisps of celestial light, which startled the elders of the clan. Later, after a secret meeting, a group of elders bestowed it upon her and warned her never to lose it.
But ever since she obtained the ring, Ji Ziyue has often dreamed of a vague past.
The boy and the little girl depended on each other for survival. The ghost mask was their only toy. To cheer the little girl up, the boy made her a ring out of a piece of bronze. Although it was very rough, the little girl treasured it.
Before leaving, the boy took the ghost mask with him and left behind the ring.
After reading that book, Ji Ziyue learned that the ring had once been a spiritual sustenance worn by the Ruthless Great Emperor.
Ye Fan was stunned; he had almost forgotten that Ji Ziyue had a bronze ring.
In fact, many things Ye Fan possesses, including the Myriad Things Mother Qi Cauldron, and the people he knows are all closely related to the Ruthless Great Emperor. Even if he can escape the predetermined time and fate, he cannot escape this network of relationships.
"You haven't answered me yet." Ji Ziyue glanced at him suspiciously and said, "I told you even Kou Xiaoxiao is the reincarnation of An Miaoyi."
"Stop, I knew I shouldn't have let you watch." Ye Fan sighed.
"You little pervert, tell me honestly, did you delete something? I feel like there are some things I can't contact."
"I deleted you and our wedding night."
In fact, it involved certain private matters concerning Fan Xian, Qin Yao, Yi Qingwu, and others. I didn't expect Ji Ziyue to be so sensitive about it.
"Find a fight!"
Unfortunately, Ye Fan's body was now tough and resilient, so Ji Ziyue not only failed to inflict any effective damage, but also had the bronze ring snatched from her hand.
"Consider this your Ji family's advance dowry to me, and you can also give it to Nannan as a toy."
"so beautiful."
The little girl blinked as she looked at the very simple ring, then picked it up and played with it, the fear brought on by the dream dissipating.
But as she touched it, a hint of confusion appeared in the little girl's eyes, and the ring shone brightly as it floated closer to the mask.
The ghost mask suddenly gained a touch of ethereal beauty, as if tears were about to roll down its cheeks.
"Nannan." Ye Fan suppressed his tension and called out softly.
"Brother, I heard from Xiao Xiao that rings are precious gifts used for proposals. Sister Ilya also has one on her left hand, and it's very pretty."
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Just as Ye Fan's heart was about to relax, his body tensed up again, and Ji Ziyue's small fists slammed down behind him, making a series of thuds.
"So brother, you have to keep this ring safe and don't give it away casually," the little girl said shyly.
She placed the bronze ring into Ye Fan's palm with her small hand, and then held Ye Fan's left hand, making his palm close and gently squeeze it.
call.
Ye Fan, who had been somewhat exhausted both physically and mentally since the beginning of his journey to immortality, finally relaxed. Rather than carrying the ghost mask with him, it was better to give it to the little girl as a toy; otherwise, something just felt off.
Seeing this, Ji Ziyue stopped hitting the child. But when she looked at the brother and sister, at the little girl's ghost mask and the clear, watery eyes beneath it, her heart felt as if a boulder had been thrown into it.
Two hundred thousand years ago, the boy took the ghost mask away, leaving the little girl holding the ring, crying sadly all by herself.
Two hundred thousand years later, a boy with the same appearance returned the mask to a little girl who had been wandering the world, while keeping the ring for himself.
Is this a person who is reincarnated, or a matter that is reincarnated?
Ji Ziyue's heart was in turmoil. Even though she knew some of the inside story, the fragments of memories of seeing the ruthless person in her dream still surfaced uncontrollably.
The blurry scene, the little girl and the boy's somber faces, seemed to overlap with what was happening before my eyes, making them indistinguishable.
perhaps
Whether Ye Fan possesses that memory and past is no longer that important to the 'little girl'.
"Not for immortality." Ji Ziyue murmured subconsciously, "Does she think she's finally achieved her goal?"
Ye Fan was silent.
He was certain that his actions after returning from the land of immortality had not been affected, and as Xiao Nannan's brother, it was only right to leave the best and most suitable treasures to his sister.
It's only natural to take good care of my younger sister.
Looking back, in Yandu, seeing Nannan wearing tattered clothes, wandering the world suffering from hunger and cold, the heartache and choices I made at that time had nothing to do with anyone else.
Whether or not I know those things, I will still treat her as my younger sister and never let her suffer any injustice.
"I was also attached to appearances." Realizing this, Ye Fan suddenly came to his senses and laughed self-deprecatingly.
"elder brother?"
"Brother is here."
He picked up the little girl and placed her on his shoulder: "Brother promises not to abandon you. I want to watch you grow up. Even if I become an immortal, I will take you with me."
"If you have the same nightmare while you're sleeping, don't be afraid."
"Because from this day forward, nothing in this world can separate us, not even death."
"Really?" The little girl's eyes were red.
"Of course, so you have to be strong. If you're scared, just wear the ghost mask your brother gave you." He rubbed the little one's head.
The little girl nodded: "Then brother must also keep that ring safe."
The ring was for a marriage proposal and couldn't be given away casually, so the brother accepted the girl's proposal.
"We have to wait until our little one grows up."
A secluded place.
Emperor Ye kicked the courtyard gate with all his might, trying to leave, but he couldn't open the broken door no matter what he did, even when he tried to smash it with a cauldron.
He intended to turn and smash it at the Desolate Emperor, but a bronze ring suddenly flew out.
Looking in that direction, a faint female figure broke free from the ball of light, gradually solidifying, and stood in the center of the courtyard.
She broke free from the constraints of time, stepping out of the years, transforming from a little girl into a woman of extraordinary grace.
"Another fellow Daoist has joined us." The Desolate Emperor remarked, opening the wooden gate of the courtyard and strode away. "I'll go inform the other two fellow Daoists; you two continue your conversation."
Her gaze, clear as autumn water, fell upon Ye Fan.
The two looked at each other speechlessly.
"Nannan"
“I am Nannan, brother.”
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I finished typing it around noon, but I was out the whole time, so I'm posting it on my phone now.
(End of this chapter)