Watching the scene that was playing out like a movie, Wu Xie knew that what he was seeing might be his own future.

Then he fell into silence, a long silence, and felt a sense of helplessness. He didn't know what caused him to see these things?
Whose means could allow him to predict everything in the future? The worldview that Wu Xie had developed over the past twenty years was completely shattered at this moment.

Full of fantasy and confusion.

“How do you feel about seeing your future?”

All the images disappeared, and the surroundings turned into a pure white world, with Wu Xie standing in the center.

The person who was speaking never showed up, so Wu Xie couldn't see who led him to see all this, and who was the "mastermind" behind it!
"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Wu Xie asked cautiously. After seeing such a miserable life, even Wu Xie couldn't accept it for a while. After all, according to his actual age, he was only in his twenties and not yet the future Evil Emperor.

What's more, what he saw was an inhumane tragedy. The people he cared about most died in front of him, and ended up with a miserable ending. Who could accept this?

"Who I am doesn't matter. What matters most is how you view it!"

The owner of the majestic voice did not appear immediately, but the question he asked made Wu Xie fall into deep thought.

"This is just a choice in life. Even if it's my future, do you think I should believe it?"

"In fact, the moment I knew these images, the future had already changed. This is a paradox!" Wu Xie questioned the voice with a stubborn and guilty heart.

He had never believed such things before, but even though he was experiencing it himself now, the education he had received over the past twenty years still comforted him and he could not waver.

Wu Xie tried to refute these with scientific reasons, but it was only to increase a certain level of persuasiveness. However, it is hard to say how persuasive this reasoning is.

"Well, you are much more interesting than I thought. I can only say that you are worthy of being innocent. You don't have to believe it because this is your original future. Just like you said, the future has changed."

The voice was unfathomable.

"So...it's fake?"

"No, it's true. If I hadn't intervened, this future would have become true!"

"But now, the future is moving in an unpredictable direction that even I cannot predict."

Wu Xie lowered his head and began to think about what the voice said. Logically, if this unknown existence did not intervene in the future, things would evolve as he had seen.

Now this unknown existence has intervened, like some tributary of a parallel time and space, forming a division here.

My future trajectory will also change as a result.

Wu Xie looked around at the images frame by frame, then suddenly raised his head: "What is your purpose?"

"Purpose?"

"Well, let me think about it!" The voice was mixed with innocence and playfulness.

"Maybe, just for fun!"

Wu Xie was a little angry: "Fun? Just for fun, you tamper with a person's life at will?"

"Hahaha, do I need you to interrupt how I do things? Ant!" The voice seemed to deliberately provoke him.

The word "ant" deeply hurt Wu Xie's heart. He felt like he was being played with by someone, but he was powerless to resist.

"Young man, do your best to please me!"

"I don't like this ending, so I give you the gift to give you the ability to make changes. If the ending is not good, I will be angry!"

Wu Xie wanted to say something else, but he saw all the future scenes transformed into the size of rice grains and then flew into the forehead of Wu Xie's spiritual body.

He began to be forced to bear and accept this memory. It was like a sudden enlightenment. Frames of the scenes flashed through his mind, as if he had experienced it personally, and were deeply engraved in his memory.

At the moment the memories were poured into him, Wu Xie only felt his brain swelling and he felt extremely uncomfortable. Enlightenment requires strong mental support, so Wu Xie, as an ordinary person, would naturally feel extremely painful.

At this moment, he felt as if his soul was torn apart, his pupils were filled with blood, and his body was in unspeakable pain. After all, these were the memories of the next few decades, which were instilled into Wu Xie's brain without any omissions.

[I feel like I need to grow a brain. 】

Before, he was watching images, and because he was just a bystander, he had a sense of unreality. But now, Wu Xie felt as if he had personally walked through decades of time.

The Wu Xie in his twenties and the Wu Xie in his forties seemed to be face to face and then merged into one.

When Wu Xie opened his eyes again, there was an age-related look in his eyes that did not match his appearance, and a sharp and slightly dark look flashed between his brows.

There is pain and separation.

But there is no innocence.

It was the change in this instant. If Wu Xie used to be as pure as water, now he was as gloomy as frozen ice.

"I'm dead, Fatty, Brother..."

Wu Xie knelt in his own spiritual world, muttering to himself. Before he died, he thought Zhang Qiling had died before him, but he didn't expect that his own death would be the cause of the end of Zhang Qiling's life.

At the moment when the memories merged, Wu Xie saw a black figure kneeling on the ground, watching himself being buried in the snow bit by bit.

After he could no longer be seen, after everyone had dispersed, and after night had completely fallen, Zhang Qiling suddenly started to dig out the ice cubes bit by bit with his hands like a madman, completely ignoring the fact that his hands were gradually getting frostbitten...

The figure stayed in front of his tomb all day and never left. Three years later, the figure entered the bronze door again and never came out since then.

In the first half of his life, Zhang Qiling experienced family turmoil and was chosen as the Holy Infant. In the second half of his life, Zhang Qiling guarded his tomb. In the end, it was still Wu Xie who left Zhang Qiling behind!
Wu Xie's memory was very confused at this time. He knelt in the spiritual world, with his ten fingers hanging by his sides curled up, with blue veins faintly visible, as if he was enduring great pain.

"Do you still think that kind of future is unreal?"

The voice sounded again, causing Wu Xie to look up suddenly. His eyes were filled with red, showing the pain he was enduring. He screamed:

"What is your purpose in doing this?!"

"Fun!"

The voice uttered these two words again in a cold and merciless manner. It must be said that teasing the little innocent girl was extremely interesting to a certain Taoist master with a bad taste.

Wu Xie, whose memories have been integrated, is, in a sense, a reborn person.

Since death is like the extinguishing of a light, why should one be made to experience again something that has already been concluded?
And who is the owner of that voice?
Who, or what power, can accomplish such a fantastic thing?

What changes will happen in the future?
This feeling of being out of control made Wu Xie feel extremely uneasy. He was no longer the ignorant and innocent boy of his twenties.

Instead, he started over again with his memories, defeated the Wang family, and finally gave his life for Wu Xie, who has washed away all the makeup and remains in young skin. However, no matter how young he looks, he is ultimately filled with vicissitudes of life.

The voice asked back: "Don't you want to start over and look at the person you can't forget even on your deathbed?" These words were very tempting, even bewitching, and rang softly in Wu Xie's ears. If Wu Xie was still young, he would have been fooled, but unfortunately it is impossible now.

In his memory, he had experienced too much and endured even more. While being treated as a prey, he had also unknowingly grown into a hunter!

In the original novel of The Grave Robbers' Chronicles, the character who is most pitiable is Brother, followed by Wu Xie. He was plotted against in the first half of his life, and betrayed by his family and friends in the second half.

The young man spent the first half of his life robbing tombs and the second half guarding tombs.

Wu Xie was a rookie more than 20 years ago and was used by others. He gradually entered into a chess game set by a group of people. In the end, no one around him could be trusted by him, not even his family members.

During this process, he learned to be ruthless and became one of the many chess players. Wu Xie had let many people down. However, he could not be soft-hearted and could only move forward step by step until the moment when his goal was achieved.

But things didn't always go as planned. God was unwilling to satisfy him and tried to go against him in various ways. Whatever he wanted, the less he got it. Even a last meeting with Zhang Qiling was not enough to satisfy him.

Looking back, he, Zhang Qiling and Fatty Wang originally just wanted to retire to Yu Village together to live out their retirement lives in peace and quiet.

Unfortunately... he broke his promise!
Thinking of this, Wu Xie's expression began to relax. He had to admit that the voice was right. What he wanted most before he died was to see Zhang Qiling. If this could be considered a wish, then this was it.

Then, Wu Xie's eyes changed, becoming extremely alert and calm. He looked around the spiritual world and said slowly, "Tell me your purpose, or you should reveal your true identity. The basis of cooperation is mutual trust between us, isn't it?"

"as you wish!"

As soon as the words fell, a god-like or devil-like figure appeared in the spiritual world, sitting on the top of a high place. Behind the figure was a mountain.

The figure was so tall and majestic that it shocked people, as if it could reach from heaven to earth. He couldn't see the face of the figure at all. Wu Xie was just like an ant in front of it.

Wu Xie looked up at the scene in front of him, collecting as much information as possible, trying to find any clues about the figure in front of him.

But alas, no.

Only the mountain behind the figure, which looked like a chair on which the figure was sitting, made Wu Xie feel inexplicably familiar.

"how?"

"I have revealed my identity. Can you guess my identity?"

Wu Xie swallowed his saliva and took a few steps back, frowning and shaking his head, but still looked at the figure carefully, as if he wanted to engrave him deeply in his mind.

"When it's time for you to know, you will know it naturally!"

"Of course, as the price for pleasing me, I will give you some help. Let me see how far you can go!"

Wu Xie held on to the Fatty's mentality of not taking advantage of the opportunity, and in order to get more information out of him, he asked tentatively, "What kind of help can you provide me?"

"That depends on what you need. I will only provide you with things within the normal range. But after you pass the level, if I'm in a good mood, I might provide you with a chance of longevity."

"Of course it's the kind without side effects. Fatty Wang's portion can be included."

"How about it, do you want to give it a try?"

Immortality is indeed exciting and no one would refuse it, but Wu Xie is different, because people will be very tired if they live too long, just like Zhang Qiling he knows, who spent more than a hundred years in a daze.

Looking back, that sentence of "there is no past and future" only made him feel extremely heartbroken.

He recalled that he was young and ignorant and questioned Zhang Qiling, but he didn't expect to hear words that would make him feel sad for the rest of his life.

That figure, with empty eyes, looked up at the sky and said that he was a person without past and future. If he disappeared from this world, no one would notice!

And what did he answer in the memory? He said to Zhang Qiling, if you disappear one day, at least I will find out.

But in the end, he broke his promise.

He left first, and after that, Zhang Qiling also disappeared again, truly disappeared, and no one noticed because Fatty Wang was also gone at that time.

Changsheng is good. If he and Fatty can accompany the little brother to the end, it may be a good choice, because he is reluctant to abandon Zhang Qiling again.

Although I don’t know what the purpose of the person in front of me is, as long as he is not from the Wang family, I can trust him for the time being. Besides, the Wang family cannot do such an incredible thing.

Wu Xie replied: "Whether it's longevity or short life, I just want to ask you one question, if I agree to your intention, how will you help me?"

Four faint lights suddenly appeared in the hands of the tall figure. He waved his fingers gently and then appeared in front of Wu Xie. He said, "Find the hill, touch the gold, move the mountain, and remove the ridge."

"This is the inheritance of the four major tomb-robbing sects in history. You can choose any one of them. In addition, I will tell you another piece of information."

Wu Xie looked at the four psychedelic light balls in front of him, and did not rush to choose. Instead, he noticed the word "information" mentioned in his words.

"Information? What information?"

The tall figure lowered his head, stared at Wu Xie and said, "As I said before, the future has changed, and the things in your memory will change with it. Small waves will always cause huge storms."

"Now, no, maybe decades ago, this historical fluctuation has already begun. Compare your memories carefully, I believe you will find something!"

"What do you mean? You should have made it clear decades ago!" Wu Xie asked.

"That is something you need to find out. The answer to this question is in your memory. Now, choose a legacy!"

"This concerns whether you can protect everyone in the next change. After all, changes are unpredictable. Maybe some people will die early, such as the two people you cherish most."

The seemingly well-intentioned warning in the voice sounded full of threats to Wu Xie.

In other words, those memories of mine can no longer serve as my reliance in the future, and everything is developing in an unpredictable direction.

And these changes are very likely to bring danger to the three of them.

Wu Xie looked at the four balls of light cautiously, and then finally chose one of them, which also marked the conclusion of the contract between the two.

"Oh, it seems that you are lucky enough to have chosen the inheritance of Fa Qiu Tian Guan. In this case, the Fa Qiu Seal and its inherited secret technique are yours!"

The tall figure waved his hand and shot one of the light balls into Wu Xie's body. Then, Wu Xie also withdrew from that spiritual world.

But in the dark, he seemed to hear a voice: "When we meet next time, I will give you another message, which will be the answer to all your questions."

In the hospital, Wu Xie suddenly stood up and took a deep breath as if he was suffocating. Then, all the people gathered in the ward looked at him from the doctor's direction at the same time.

They all had expressions of surprise on their faces; they truly did not expect Wu Xie to wake up like this.

After all, just ten minutes ago, Wu Xie had been given a notice by the doctor, and was diagnosed as a vegetative state, but now he was awake.

I have to say, this is like some kind of medical miracle!
(End of this chapter)