Men farm and women weave, and there are also a pair of children who are only a few years old!

Chen Ping had quietly observed them all day long, and he was indeed a person who was too ordinary to be more ordinary. This was not an illusion.

Chen Ping did not go out rashly to disturb their lives. The family was peaceful and happy, and he didn't know how they came to the mirror.

Many times, Chen Ping wanted to go out and ask them, but in the end Chen Ping still held back, especially when he saw the happy look of the young couple.

Chen Ping originally thought that such happiness was really simple!

A family of four is so sweet!

But the incident happened just when Chen Ping was about to leave, and a black shadow sneaked into the small yard.

The two children who were playing had no idea that danger was coming. The little boy was still teaching his sister to make clay men, and a butcher knife had already fallen on them.

"No!"

Chen Ping shouted loudly, and in a rage, he didn't care about so much and took action directly.

But his power was like being blocked by an invisible barrier.

Two hideous strong men chopped two four or five-year-old children, and then rushed to the side of the couple.

Chen Ping attacked the barrier in front of him frantically, and he watched the child be killed and fell into a pool of blood.

Then I saw two strong men killing the man among the young couple and defiling the woman in front of him.

Time and again, until the woman was exhausted!

"Why?"

Chen Ping yelled loudly. He thought that what he saw in front of him was the real life, but now he realized that this was not the truth.

"You're angry!"

A voice sounded in Chen Ping's ears. It seemed that it was always staring at Chen Ping, like God, paying attention to life in its world.

Chen Ping smiled, but he just smiled miserably.

Dongyang Pavilion can have a spirit of instruments, and this small world is also a spirit of instruments, so it is not surprising that it has a spirit of instruments.

It's normal that he keeps paying attention to himself!

"It's all fake, aren't it?" Chen Ping didn't want to see the family of four in the pool of blood.

For some reason, he felt heartbroken when he looked at it.

"Why don't admit it, that's the truth!"

The voice was very gentle, and it seemed that he was still trying to reason with Chen Ping.

Chen Ping raised his head, looked at the world, and said coldly: "So what, what does it have to do with me!"

“Is it really okay?”

A gentle voice continued, “Can you really forget it?”

"You won't remember that they all died because of you!"

"No!" Chen Ping shook his head frantically and said, "It's not like this, it's not true!"

"So you haven't forgotten!"

The voice continued: "You want to escape. For so many years, you have closed this memory and really thought it would pass?"

Chen Ping took a few steps back, but the picture in the pool of blood in front of him was still clear in his eyes.

The scene just now in my mind is repeated again and again, like memories coming.

"Where do you remember those two people? Do you want me to remind you?"

"No! It's not my business!" Chen Ping shook his head frantically, and then wanted to escape.

"You don't want to know where they are now?"

"Don't you want to avenge their family?"

"Have you forgotten that little girl who is only four years old, she calls you a little brother!"

"Are you worthy of being her little brother?"

The intermittent picture in memory, the family of four in front of me was filled with blood.

The little woman's tragic situation seemed to remind Chen Ping that this was not an illusion.
Chapter completed!