All But Me Are Inhumans [Rebirth]

Jingyun hesitated for a few seconds, knowing that time waits for no one, so he stepped forward decisively. The bright yellow double-circle family pattern on his wrist burst out with light. Jingyun gently covered Qinghe's closed eyes with his palm, thinking silently in his heart

Secret words.

"Which of you wants to borrow Tong?"

Yan Shanyue was the first to speak, "Last time you said that large-scale borrowing pupil might shorten the effectiveness of the spell. I have a way." She walked up to Jingyun, "You only use borrowing pupil on me, I will use my nine

The tail illusion technique weaves an illusion and lets everyone enter."

After finishing her words, a gust of evil wind blew up, and nine huge snow-white fox tails appeared behind Yanshan Yue. This was the first time Wei Huan saw her complete nine tails, which was a symbol of powerful evil power.

Yang Ling was a little worried, "If this happens, will it consume a lot of Sister Shanyue's demon power?"

"It doesn't matter." The iris demon pattern on the back of Yan Shanyue's hand shone brightly, and she looked at Jing Yun firmly, "Come on."

Jing Yun nodded and covered Yan Shanyue's eyes with his palms.

At the same time, the jade algae mirror on Yanshan Yue's waist flew up into the air, rotated half a circle and stopped. Light blue fox fire appeared between her fingers, jumping like a blooming iris.

Wei Huan didn't know why, but he wanted to take a look at Yun Yongzhou before he completely entered the illusion. He turned his head and found that Yun Yongzhou also turned his head to look at him.

This coincidence made him slightly stunned, so he turned around quickly.

Yan Shanyue opened her eyes, and her pupils had turned into a bright yellow color. The Yuzao mirror cast a vague cloud and mist. Everything around her began to change, and the darkness reflected the shadow of light little by little.

Wei Huan heard Jing Yun's voice.

"I moved the time forward. Didn't we see the later Qinghe in the memory of Yanshan Desert before? I think we should see what happened to the previous Qinghe."

Yan Shanyue hummed softly.

All the illusions are flowing backwards, and the surroundings are like a constantly rotating kaleidoscope, with colors and light flowing mottledly.

Until a five or six-year-old child appeared in front of him. He was picked up by a middle-aged woman wearing a maid costume and stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom. The mirror reflected his complete face. Qinghe's eyebrows were very special phoenix eyes, which made people laugh.

Recognizable at a glance, even as a child.

The illusion stops, and the hourglass of time reverses and flows forward.

"This was when he was six years old." Jing Yun said.

"Xiaohe, wait." The servant called his nickname from behind.

This is very different from Wei Huan's imagination.

The house in the fantasy was beautiful and spacious, and their perspective was entirely from Qinghe's perspective. As he stumbled and ran, the ornately decorated corridors, wide staircases, and magnificent halls appeared in his shaky vision.

"I thought Qinghe was a human child who grew up in the Dark Zone." Yang Ling was a little surprised, "That's not the case. His family looks very good."

It's not just good. Wei Huan noticed that this house was not only gorgeous, he had a nanny, and there were even guards in dark gray uniforms in the corners of every floor.

"He should be the child of a politician." Yanshan Yuedao, who is the daughter of a wealthy family, "Ordinary wealthy businessmen's families don't have such strong protection."

That's right. So Wei Huan immediately thought of Yun Yongzhou.

His gaze continued to move forward.

They saw the legs of a man wearing a suit.

Qinghe was picked up high. The person holding him was a middle-aged man. Standing next to the man was a woman who was very similar to Qinghe. She had a beautiful face and a gentle expression. She should be her mother.

"Let me see, it seems to be a little heavier." The man's eyes were full of kindness, and he put his forehead against Qinghe's forehead, "The little guy is getting bigger and bigger."

Qinghe's mother smiled and reached out to touch Qinghe's head, "Our little He might be taller than our father by then."

"Then let's compare in the future." Qing He's voice was childish and cute, "When I grow up, I will definitely be taller than my dad~"

Seeing the happy appearance of their family of three, Wei Huan, who had just escaped from the nightmare, couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, remembering what he was like when he was a child. But Yun Yongzhou came to him at some point, and Wei Huan turned around and saw

He, Yun Yongzhou, did not turn his head, but whispered in a low voice that only two people could hear, "My hands are cold."

Why is it still cold?

Wei Huan naturally took another step closer, grabbed his hand and covered it with both hands without thinking much, and asked in a low voice, "What about this?"

Yun Yongzhou just shook his head and said nothing, letting him take his hand.

"What's going on, aren't you Jinwu..." Wei Huan muttered in a low voice, forgetting to pay attention to the harmonious atmosphere of the family of three in the fantasy world at this moment.

Jingyun seemed to have used magic to move back time. In a blink of an eye, the sun had already set in the west. Qinghe, who was playing with a toy mecha in the room, heard someone calling him downstairs, so he stood at the door holding his toy mecha, "

What's the matter?"

"Come down quickly, daddy will take you to meet someone."

Even after saying that, Qinghe just walked to the corridor. He held the toys in his arms and looked down through the exquisite carved railings of the corridor. A strange middle-aged man wearing a human military uniform appeared in his sight.

There was a child standing next to him. From this angle, the child's face could not be seen clearly. Qinghe took a few steps to the left. Through the railing, the face of the child downstairs was revealed little by little.

Although he looks thin, with a figure like a newly shaved sapling, his back is straight. Like the man next to him, he is obviously wearing an ordinary or even old school uniform, but he looks like a mini soldier.

.

Qinghe's father downstairs raised his head and caught a glimpse of Qinghe. He waved, "Come down, what are you standing there for?"

In his sight, Wei Huan saw Qing He holding the railing tightly with his small hands, wanting to dig in his fingernails, and said with a sweet voice, "What are you doing down there..."

The person he was talking to was clearly his father, but at this moment he was looking at the child who was several years older than him standing below.

"This is Tianfa." Qinghe's father took the child's hand and pulled it out. "You will go to elementary school soon. This brother Tianfa will be raised with you. You can also become good friends. Come here quickly."

, say hello to him."

Wei Huan suddenly heard Yun Yongzhou repeating the name of the elementary school very softly. Only then did he remember that he had not let go of his hand, so he hurriedly let go and asked half-coveredly, "What's wrong with Yucheng?

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"This is the best private school in Chengjing, the capital of Fanzhou. It is not just a primary school, it has a complete basic education system."

Listening to Yun Yongzhou's explanation, Yan Shanyue asked, "So it's a noble primary school?"

Yun Yongzhou's answer is no, "It is better to say it is a concentration camp for the children of politicians."

At this time, Qinghe had already gone down obediently, but he hid behind his father, with only half of his head exposed, and looked at the boy who was only one meter away from him with one eye. Only then did Wei Huan fully see the child's face.

He looks like a young kid, but his facial features reveal a heroic spirit. There is a short scar on his right eyebrow, which is cut off from top to bottom exactly a quarter of the way from the end of the eyebrow.

Pretty cool.

"This kid is quite handsome..." Wei Huan commented in a low voice. He thought no one heard him, but the moment he finished speaking, Yun Yongzhou took a step to the left and pulled away from Wei Huan.

previous distance.

Wei Huan seemed to have a small alarm in his heart, and it sounded all of a sudden.

Did he say something wrong? No.

Is Yun Yongzhou unhappy?

Whether it was to test or to please, Wei Huan also took a step to the left, restoring the distance between them.

The child who was led stretched out his hand, and the sapling finally bent, but when he spoke, he didn't have the childishness of a child. It had a sense of maturity that shouldn't belong to him at all, "My name is Xie Tianfa. It's nice to meet you."

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Qinghe, who was holding his father's leg, stared at the hand, and finally stretched out his own, more like a squeeze than a shake, "My name is You Qinghe, why do you want to go to school with me?"

When he heard this name, Yun Yongzhou frowned.

His father pulled him out and said with a smile, "Who taught you to talk like this? You should call me brother Tianfa. Didn't you always clamor for a brother before? Now that you have one, you will have a brother in the future."

The soldier who led Xie Tianfa in saluted Qing and his father, "I'm leaving first, Prime Minister."

"Prime Minister?" Yang Ling was shocked, "Qinghe is the son of Prime Minister Fanzhou? The current Prime Minister is not Chen Ye? He, is he Chen Ye's son?"

Yan Shanyue said, "Chen Ye only came to power seven years ago, which is obviously earlier than that time."

"Who was the last one?" Yang Ling thought for a while, "Oh! Song Chengkang!"

"That's wrong." Jing Yun was a little confused, "Isn't Qinghe's surname You? The two surnames you mentioned don't match up."

They are not very old, but Wei Huan and Yun Yongzhou know it very well. Calculating their ages, Qinghe was six years old at this time, so he should be the Prime Minister of Fanzhou around eighteen years ago.

"You Su." Yun Yongzhou said, "Song Chengkang's predecessor."

Wei Huan remembered it. He was probably still in elementary school at that time. He had only seen it in the news and occasionally heard it from his parents. But after all, they had different positions. Wei Huan's parents would also deliberately avoid it and not be in front of him.

Talk about these.

"This is the one back then..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Yun Yongzhou nodded and stopped talking.

Time was turned forward, and everyone realized at this time that the boy who was brought to Qinghe was not just a so-called "brother", he was more like a bodyguard who could always stay by Qinghe's side without looking too conspicuous.

Guarding Qinghe at all times, no matter what happens, Xie Tianfa will always be by his side. But it is difficult for Wei Huan and the others to see his every move, because he is always behind Qinghe.

If the shadows on the ground hadn't revealed the secret, he would have been almost completely invisible in silence.

Live like a peaceful shadow.

Only in Qinghe's glance back could they see Xie Tianfa's appearance. He seemed to have grown up a bit, and had grown into a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old. Although he didn't speak, his eyes towards Qinghe were always calm and gentle.

Qinghe likes to walk backwards in school.

In the shaking vision, there is always Xie Tianfa's worried face.

"My deskmate lent me a pen last week and didn't return it to me today. That little fat guy is so annoying."

Xie Tianfa stretched out his hand in the air, as if he was always ready to catch him, "I'll rush him in the afternoon."

"Well," Qinghe walked backwards on the playground track step by step, "Also, during class just now, your deskmate poked me with his pencil." As if he had been greatly wronged, he stopped and tried his best.

He pulled his back collar and said, "Look, look, it's all dirty."

Xie Tianfa nodded, "I'll tell him in a moment not to extend the pencil forward."

"And..." Qinghe started to retreat again. Just as he took a step forward, a figure ran quickly behind him. He couldn't see it, but Xie Tianfa could see it clearly. He grabbed Qinghe's arm with quick eyes and hands, and pulled Qinghe's arm.

He pulled it into his arms.

The field of vision became narrow, and all that could be seen was Xie Tianfa's student uniform.

After a few seconds, he drove Qinghe further and said, "We didn't hit him."

"No." Qinghe laughed childishly, "It didn't hit me at all. Tianfa is too powerful."

Xie Tianfa rarely took the initiative to speak, "Didn't you just say that there is also..."

"Oh yes!" Qinghe's eyes lit up, "And the grasshopper you caught for me last time, he ran away..." As he spoke, his expression became sad, "I can't find him. You

Can you help me catch another one?"

Xie Tianfa probably didn't expect this request, so he nodded in surprise, "Okay."

He chose the place to catch grasshoppers on a lawn behind the school woods. The school was built on higher ground. This small lawn was too remote and was rarely developed by these children, but he knew that he could see the complete grasshopper here.

Sunset. Xie Tianfa walked over holding Qinghe's hand, put his schoolbag on the grass, "Sit down."

"Tianfa Tianfa, look at that sun! Does it look like an oversized egg yolk?" Qinghe sat on his small schoolbag and looked at the sky, "But I don't like eating egg yolks, do you like it? I won't be able to finish it next time.

Can I give it to you secretly?"

Tianfa sat on the floor next to him and pulled a grass stalk from the ground, "I like it."

"Then I'll give it to you next time." Qinghe became happy for no reason, looking at the setting sun. The twilight fell from the sky into the lake, dyeing a pool of clear water red. "Look, if the egg yolk falls into the water, it will be even harder."

have eaten."

"It's okay, I'll eat."

Qinghe was smiling when a grasshopper appeared in front of his eyes. Xie Tianfa shook the long grass stalk in his hand, and the grasshopper also shook it, as if it would jump away in the next moment.

Same.

"What is this?!" Qinghe carefully held the grasshopper with both hands, his eyes shining, "Is this for me?"

"Yeah." Xie Tianfa let go, "This one will never run away again."

"I like this grasshopper!" There was a smile in the gentle voice. Every word, the rising sound at the end of the sentence, was so obvious that it could no longer be compared to the obvious happiness.

It turns out that Qinghe used to be like this.

For some reason, Wei Huan felt a trace of sadness in his heart. Perhaps it was because he already knew the outcome from the beginning. How the process played out and how fate changed seemed to be meaningless. This layer of irreversible sad dust,

It cannot be brushed off no matter what.

"No manners at all." Qinghe's father You Su, who was sitting at the dinner table, taught him a lesson again, "Dad has told you many times that you can't forget your etiquette just because he is with you every day. Considering your age, you should

Call him Brother Tianfa. You are so happy every day now and can go to school as well as other children. All this is thanks to Brother Tianfa."

Qinghe pushed the bowl unhappily, "Why should I thank him? I don't want to, and I don't want to call him brother. He is not my biological brother."

"You kid is really becoming more and more ignorant. Usually I..."

Seeing that he was going to be angry, my mother couldn't help but smooth things over, "Okay, if Xiaohe doesn't want to, forget it. Tianfa won't mind."

But Qinghe's father was still very insistent, "We can't let him develop this habit. Others are children too, so why should we guard your child every day? Originally, I felt that this matter was debatable, and I had no choice but to do it. If Xiaohe regarded this as a

It stands to reason that there is something wrong with our tutor."

"You also know that it is a last resort. If it weren't for you, would Qinghe have to be worried every day? Besides, if the child Tianfa hadn't been picked up by us and had no parents or relatives, he would probably have gone to the battlefield early. By then,

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"It's wrong for you to think this way. You and I can't communicate..."

During the whole process, Qinghe's eyes were kept lowered. Wei Huan and the others could not see their father or mother, and could only listen to the argument between them.

His hand was hidden under the beautiful tablecloth, and in his hand was a grasshopper stuck in grass.

Time continued to move forward. In Qinghe's sight, Xie Tianfa's figure became taller and taller. However, Wei Huan also discovered that he began to carry weapons on his body. The corners of his uniform jacket were occasionally lifted by the wind, and the gun clip tied around his waist appeared.

It will be exposed a little.

The strange thing is that the older they grow up, the less they seem to talk to each other.

When he was a child, Qinghe would occasionally call him brother, although most of the time he would just call him by his first name. But when he grew up, he almost no longer took the initiative to call him brother, and sometimes even deliberately distanced himself.

"Don't follow me today." Qing He turned his back to Xie Tianfa and walked in front. The two of them walked in front of him, and his shadow was right under his feet. "I promised others to go out to play."

Xie Tianfa's voice echoed from behind, "With whom and where?"

"It's very safe. She will bring bodyguards, many bodyguards." Qinghe said with a hint of anger and surprise, "You don't have to follow me, don't follow me."

There was no sound behind him, but the shadow was still there, but it had become a quiet shadow.

"Don't you understand when I'm talking to you?" Qinghe turned around, his face seemed to be full of suppressed dissatisfaction, "Are you a robot? Don't you know anything except protecting me?"

Xie Tianfa's eyes darkened and he looked away, but he remained silent.

"Forget it." Qinghe turned his head as if he had given up on himself, "Whatever you want."

Somehow, Wei Huan felt that his willfulness at this moment seemed aggrieved. He seemed to be the arrogant one, but at heart he was a child who wanted toys but couldn't get them.

The memory was pushed back by Jing Yun, and the picture moved forward quickly like a movie in fast forward. The phantoms around him changed rapidly in a strange and bizarre manner. Only when chaos appeared, Jing Yun stopped the spell, "It seems... something happened"

Already."

After stepping back a little, a rare chaotic scene appeared in front of them. Crowds of people were surging, huddled together, and all kinds of voices came swarming in. Maybe it was a press conference, or maybe it was another public event, in short

From Qinghe's perspective, his father You Su was standing in front of a podium, speaking seriously.

The next moment, the appearance of a bullet pushed the chaotic entropy value to its peak.

The noisy crowd and the blessing of the silencer made the attack almost invisible and intangible, turning the fair and just assassination into an assassination haunted by the surging crowd.

Qinghe could only see his father's figure covering his heart and retreating, and his clothes that were rapidly turning red.

It was a blue tie he scrawled out for his father before going out, but now it had turned into a dirty deep purple.

His brain stopped functioning instantly, and he could only let the person who lived like a shadow pull him into the car, pass through the completely crazy crowd, and escape from this disorderly nest like a loser.

Time makes no exception for any grieving soul. He strides forward coldly and aloofly, never stopping for a moment.

Further behind is Qinghe, fully dressed and kneeling in front of the mourning hall, with his shadow still standing beside him.

His mother seemed not as strong as her son, unable to accept the reality. She heard about the so-called psychic secrets from somewhere, and from then on this became her spiritual sustenance after losing her husband.

"What?" She walked anxiously back and forth in the corridor, and her tone of voice when talking to her confidants became more and more irritable, "I don't want a demon slayer! I'm not afraid of demons! I want him back!"

"They said they can summon souls, go and find them for me! Whether it's a wizard or a priest, I want to summon souls..."

Qinghe stood on the balcony of his room, silently accepting his mother's hysteria through the wall. Hearing the sound of the bedroom door opening and closing, he did not look back, but spoke lightly.

"Do you think there really is such a magic in the world?"

Looking at the broken moon, he knew that he would not get much response.

"If I die one day, your mission has failed." Qinghe turned his head with a smile and looked at the shadow that had been following him for many years, "No, you are free."

Xie Tianfa's brows wrinkled slightly.

"Do you want to...get my soul back?"