My practice narration is weird

Chapter 162 Time Paradox - I am a Ghost

The sight was a chaos, foggy.

But the next moment, light and shadow lingered, and scenes surrounded him like a movie, but they flashed quickly.

Familiar scenes and memories kept coming to Ye Wuyou's mind.

Luohe, Imperial City, Jixia Academy.

Underground Palace, Fancheng, and Tianlan.

It was hard to tell whether it was a moment or how long it had passed.

Ye Wuyou seemed to be traveling through endless light and shadow.

The next moment, the sight was separated.

A very strange feeling came from the eyes, from the heart, and from the mind.

These were two different pictures, and Ye Wuyou's sight was divided into two halves.

In the left eye, he seemed to be still standing in the pavilion, holding a knife, but Xu Qingyuan in front of him seemed to be missing.

But it seemed that he was still on the steps of the imperial city, and outside the side hall, there was still no figure of Xu Qingyuan.

But this was only the left eye.

The right eye sent another picture.

On the not-so-wide street, people were coming and going, and the traffic was busy. Everything gave Ye Wuyou a familiar feeling.

Wait, this is not a picture.

This is... the scene after the flashback.

The self in the left eye is still in the imperial city, still in the previous time, the body is still, everything is still.

And the scenes in the right eye are everything that is still in motion, which is the "present" of the flashback.

This is Tianlan City.

Have I returned to Tianlan City? Back to the beginning?

Ye Wuyou stood on the street, his expression slightly confused.

The sun was just right, and the people coming and going obviously had their own things to do, and no one looked at Ye Wuyou.

The picture that the right eye had just seen in his mind recalled.

They were two different existences, different weirdness.

One of them was a cicada, symbolizing [Rewind]

The other one, Ye Wuyou did not see clearly, or the weird performance was originally vague.

Although it was expected, he noticed it when the other party could freely perform [Rewind].

Xu Qingyuan, perhaps not only mastered a fragment of the avenue.

Otherwise, how could he live so long and use [Retrace] almost recklessly

With [Retrace], it seems inevitable to obtain the second weirdness, because it is not difficult at all, just try and error.

At present, is this the limit of retrace?

That madman Xu Qingyuan... does he want to kill me in this time period?

Ye Wuyou's heart suddenly tightened.

During the Tianlan City period, I was just an ordinary Tianlao Yuzu...

Even if my memory cannot be erased, even if Xu Qingyuan's own combat power is unbearable, it is a genuine fourth realm.

The most urgent task now is to quickly confirm the time period.

Ye Wuyou glanced around and felt familiar. This street is very close to Tianlao.

Go to Tianlao first!

Find Lu Qingshan!

If Lu Qingshan is not there, find Zhao Changhe!

If Zhao Changhe is not there, find Lu Caiwei! At worst, Bai Changzai will do!

Ye Wuyou moved quickly among the crowd, but no one noticed him on the crowded street.

When he saw the heavy bronze stone door again, Ye Wuyou felt relieved.

The Sky Prison, which used to look gloomy and ferocious, now made people feel inexplicably relieved.

Without hesitation, the matter was urgent, and Ye Wuyou rushed into the Sky Prison.

But when he stepped into the Sky Prison, Ye Wuyou glanced at the jailers on both sides of the door.

Didn't the guards question him?

In the past, even if he came to the Sky Prison on time, he had to show his identity and register when entering the door.

Everything in the Sky Prison made Ye Wuyou feel at ease.

Inexplicably at ease, it felt like he was born in prison.

Damn, what am I thinking?

Why didn't the narrator call?

He just took a few steps, but heard a familiar voice.

"You are Ye Wuyou?"

Ye Wuyou suddenly stopped.

His eyes looked into the small room next to him.

The man sitting in front of him was about forty years old, with a scar from his brow to his nose. At this moment, he stretched out his finger to his mouth and licked it, then put the yellowed envelope in his hand...

This is Uncle Wang.

Ye Wuyou showed a trace of disbelief in his eyes!

Because he saw himself! Standing in front of Uncle Wang at this moment, he looked restrained but actually looked around leisurely at Ye Wuyou!

This was the first day he had just joined the Heavenly Prison.

No, it's impossible.

Isn't it backtracking? Now he has also returned to the past.

Why are there two of me in the backtracking?

Impossible, or it shouldn't be.

This is a time paradox. Can the remains of the Great Dao transcend this paradox...

Uncle Wang's words came.

"Wuyou, do you understand what I mean?"

Ye Wuyou stood outside the door, watching himself pretending to be in pain and taking out his purse and handing it to Uncle Wang who was smiling...

He stepped back a few steps in shock.

Suddenly, something in his mind was added in an instant, as if waking up from a dream, Ye Wuyou felt that the things in front of him were brand new.

He looked at his body.

The blue body was still in human form, but no one could detect it.

His right eye was now emitting a faint scarlet light, attached to his body.

So, he was a ghost...

In the sight of his left eye, his body was still in the same place, in the imperial city, motionless.

Xu Qingyuan was nowhere to be seen.

So in fact, only Xu Qingyuan had truly gone back to the past?

I have never gone back, but my own ghost and ghost eyes have come back along with my backtracking, along with my own consciousness...

Is there something wrong with the limit of [Backtracking]? Or was it caused by the narrator’s last words?

The current [retrospective] seems incomplete.

Ye Wuyou's mind was filled with thoughts, but in the end he still found nothing.

Soon, Ye Wuyou shook his head and gave up thinking.

If you can't think of it, don't think about it. The wreckage of the avenue is unreasonable.

If he could talk to the wreckage of the Great Dao, hehe, then even if he had no level of cultivation, he would still be invincible in the world.

"That's fine. I'm a ghost now, absolutely [invisible]. As long as I protect myself, Xu Qingyuan can't kill me at all..."

"Unless his other avenue wreckage has more terrifying power, but obviously not, if it had, it would have been used long ago."

Ye Wuyou analyzed this.

But after a moment of silence, he looked towards the ground and below the prison.

On the eighth floor of the Heavenly Prison, Lu Qingshan could not enter without opening it.

He suddenly remembered the writings he saw on the ground floor of Jixia Academy that day.

[If we could go back to the beginning of everything, even to the time when we met that big fish...would there be two identical strange things? If so, what would happen...]

Now that I am a [Ghost], what is under the prison?

Two [Ghosts]?

Ye Wuyou took a deep breath, looked at his body with his eyes, and then showed a complicated smile.

The ruins of the avenue are truly mysterious, and the more you understand them, the more confused you become.

At this moment, I, who had just joined Tianlao, had already started to go to work happily.

Ye Wuyou followed him silently, looking at the familiar things around him calmly.

If Xu Qingyuan really wanted to harm him, it would take some time to come from Daxuan.

Ye Wuyou decided to become a bodyguard for himself.

On the first day, I went to work happily.

The next day, I went to work happily.

On the third day, I started working overtime on my own.

Damn it, isn’t it just a few taels of silver work? Are you so curled up?

Ye Wuyou looked silent, not knowing why he wanted to slap himself.