Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

"Minmin, just don't be angry. I won't regret it. Let's go tomorrow." Muzi Li seemed a little angry when he saw Minmin. He took Minmin's hand and spoke urgently.

...

Listening to the words of these three people, Jiang Shan raised his eyebrows slightly and his heart moved.

He just heard that these three people would go on an adventure tomorrow, so there should obviously be some preparations, and it might be convenient for Jiangshan to join them.

At this moment, the three of them were about to walk away, and they were about to step forward to ask a few questions, but at this moment, Jiang Shan's expression suddenly changed and he looked to the southwest.

His eyes moved slightly, leaving a spiritual thought on Na Muzi Li, and then walked towards the southwest.

At this moment, Jiang Shan's heart was in turmoil, but he couldn't show shocking speed, otherwise it would be bad if it caused panic.

When Jiang Shan came to this city, he found that his spiritual consciousness would not be suppressed in this city, so he expanded his spiritual consciousness to cover the entire city.

Just when he was about to say hello to Muzi Li and his party, he discovered that in a place in the southwest that was obviously a small market, there was an old man setting up a stall, and in front of the old man, there was only a painting!

Although he couldn't show too much speed, Jiang Shan still walked quickly. In just a few minutes, Jiang Shan arrived in front of the old man.

The old man's stall was at the corner of the street, and there was no one around. The old man seemed a little tired and was concentrating with his eyes closed.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jiang Shan didn't know how to describe his feelings at all.

The scene on this picture seems to be the same as what Mulang gave him. The difference is that this picture has been dyed by someone. What shocked Jiangshan the most is that there is a person on this picture, and this person,

He looks exactly like me!

The content of this painting is exactly what he saw in Jiuhua!

"This..." Looking at the scene in front of him, although Jiang Shan was well-informed and powerful, he still felt like the world was spinning!

"What's going on!" Jiang Shan growled, his expression uncertain, all kinds of thoughts going through his mind, and then he looked directly at the old man with sharp eyes.

The old man seemed to be aware, and his closed eyes slowly opened with trembling. For some reason, looking at the old man's cloudy eyes, Jiang Shan felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

"You're here..."

The old man seemed to have been waiting for countless years, and there seemed to be a hint of relief and exhaustion on his face at this moment!

"Don't ask me why, you will know the answer." Seeing Jiang Shan seeming to ask, the old man shook his head, then gently picked up the picture in front of him, shook it slightly, and placed it directly in his hand.

A flash of flame appeared.

"Above the Lord!" Jiang Shan's eyes were focused and he looked at the old man. From this old man's body, he did not feel the spiritual energy fluctuations of the other party. This could only mean that the other party's strength was more tyrannical than his own!

Knowing in his heart that the opponent was stronger than himself, Jiang Shan did not act rashly, but quietly watched the old man burn the painting. He wanted to see what tricks the old man was going to play.

I don’t know what material this painting is made of, but under the burning of the flame in the old man’s right hand, it just melted slowly, dripping with drops of colored liquid.

Seeing the entire painting turn into droplets, the old man grabbed the droplets with his right hand.

The originally scattered droplets began to condense. The droplets condensed into a ball, and then continued to squirm. Gradually, they turned into a green leaf!

"Qi Ling Ye, this is what you asked me to give you in the last life. Now that you are here, my mission has been completed." The old man waved his right hand around, and the space around him and Jiang Shan began to fluctuate.

, which clearly isolated this place from the outside world.

"Last life?" Jiang Shan looked at the old man in confusion, "Me in the last life? What do you mean?"

"Go and realize it yourself. Think about how you lived in this life, and how much of your memory is true and how much is false! Time is running out. If you fail, it will be the ninth time, so take care of yourself!"

He looked at Jiangshan with complicated eyes, like pity and relief, but Jiangshan couldn't understand!

After finishing speaking, the old man took a deep breath. His figure gradually distorted and faded, until he finally disappeared!

"Me in this life? Doesn't that mean I still have the me in the previous life? Nine times. Could it be that this is the ninth time that I am repeating my current life?"

With Jiangshan's current strength, his mind was thinking very fast. Listening to the old man's cryptic words, Jiangshan had a vague bad thought.

If it was the ninth time that I was reborn, what about the memories of the previous eight times? Is the memory that I was a special soldier false? Is I now repeating myself from the previous eight lives?

So who has the strength to continuously send himself back to the past? The law of time is not a realm that Jiangshan can reach now!

And why did this person send himself back to this period of time?

Jiangshan's heart rolled like waves, and he vaguely seemed to want to catch something, but everything was as untouchable as air!

"That's not right!" Jiang Shan suddenly turned his head and waved his right hand. The barrier set by the old man collapsed in an instant. Jiang Shan stepped out and walked towards a nearby stall.

"Brother, please ask you something. The old man at the stall just now has been here for who knows how many years?" Jiang Shan asked with a smile to the middle-aged man in front of him.

If the old man had just come today, then the old man's words might not be credible, but if it was the old man...Jiang Shan didn't dare to imagine it anymore.

"Oh? You think it's the old man's fault." The middle-aged man counted a lot of colorful banknotes in his hand and said directly without raising his head: "I remember that he had already set up a stall here when I was very young. He was about four years old.

It’s been ten years.”

"He was an old man at that time?" Jiang Shan asked eagerly again.

Listening to Jiang Shan's question, the middle-aged man who was counting the banknotes paused for the first time, then suddenly raised his head, glanced at Jiang Shan in horror, and then at the old man's stall that had disappeared, and his lips wriggled a few times.

: "It seems that he has never changed!"

After the middle-aged man said this, he swallowed hard, tidied up his stall in a panic, and left quickly out of the street without even saying hello.

He was still mumbling: "I've really seen a ghost. I can't live with ghosts as neighbors for forty years. No, no, no, I want to go home!"

Looking at the middle-aged man's retreating figure, Jiang Shan felt as if all his strength had been drained away in an instant. Thirty or forty years ago, it was precisely the era when he was reborn on campus!

All this does not seem to be such a coincidence, there seems to be a shocking secret hidden in it!