Doomsday Master

The one who knows oneself best is always oneself.

When he knew he was going to kill his past and future self, Yan Chengjiu was relieved instead.

For Yan Chengjiu, it is not difficult to kill two "self". He was originally a person who would sacrifice for others, if he could, the knife that smashed the enemy could also smash himself.

Standing on the street, Yan Chengjiu gradually began to remember the direction of his home.

He is going to find another "him".

Yan Chengjiu's face was relaxed, and he didn't seem to be at a loss for Liu Wuwei's words. Such an expression fell into the eyes of everyone in the Time Legion, and it was somewhat intriguing.

Could it be that Yan Chengjiu hadn't understood what they meant, and it was him that they wanted Yan Chengjiu to kill.

It's impossible for ordinary people to be so calm, and at any rate they should be entangled.

"Humph, really is a violent maniac." Liu Wuwei suffocated a sentence.

"There is nothing wrong with this, he can control himself." Qianjiadeng couldn't help but say.

"Head, where on earth are you from?"

"...I won't say anything, just keep watching." Qianjiadeng coughed, no longer irritating the poor nerves of the members.

The members of the Time Legion are also very helpless. How can they be relieved if the leader is so uncomfortable? Now it is borrowing from the general's heart, who knows what else to borrow in the future? Maybe when their head directly defeated the entire Time Legion!

Yan Chengjiu followed the memory and returned to his home, standing at the door hesitantly.

The appearance of this house seems a little different from his memory.

Where is it different?

"Brother, who are you looking for?" A tender voice came from below.

Yan Chengjiu heard this voice, and a strange feeling came into his heart. He lowered his head, glanced down, and saw a four or five-year-old boy holding two books in his hands, looking at him suspiciously.

This... is this himself?

Yan Chengjiu's eyes widened, almost unable to believe it.

But Yan Chengjiu's facial features have not changed much since childhood, and it is not difficult to recognize himself at all.

He also remembered the two books in the boy's hands clearly.

These two storybooks were his "friends" when he was a child.

The four-and-a-half-year-old Yan Chengjiu has not yet officially started martial arts, and grandpa secretly stretches his veins every night. But this period was also the busiest period for Yan Zhiyi, and his grandpa was barely seen during the day.

At this time, only buying a few more storybooks can kill a long day.

"I... I went wrong." Yan Chengjiu took two steps back.

He can kill "self" without changing his face, but the six-year-old "self" has no way to do it happily.

"Brother, you don't seem to be feeling well, do you want me to find a doctor for you?" The little [Yan Chengjiu] saw the pale face of the young man in front of him, and couldn't help asking more.

I don't know what's going on. [Yan Chengjiu] always felt very kind when he saw this brother. This kind of intimacy is deeper than those of the senior brothers and sisters, and it made [Yan Chengjiu] ask this person a few more words.

"No, no need." Yan Chengjiu almost ran away.

As he ran, Yan Chengjiu turned his head and saw "I" opening the door and walking in.

At night, Yan Chengjiu didn't know what he had thought of, so he returned home and sneaked in.

Although there are various institutions in the house, to Yan Chengjiu, it is the same as if there is no one.

He saw his grandfather sneak into his room at night, spread the exercises for him, put the quilt on him again and again, and then tidy up the messy room before leaving.

He saw that "self" seemed to write something in the newly bought story book before going to bed, and the story book also had folds in it.

Yan Chengjiu opened the story book and found that "I" had painted a few strokes on the illustrations on the story book.

The two strokes that were obliterated were the prince’s mom and dad, the king and the queen.

The next day, when [Yan Chengjiu] woke up, he heard a continuous tapping sound outside the window.

[Yan Chengjiu] After thinking about it, he secretly held the communicator, and then cautiously opened the window.

"Here you are." Yan Chengjiu threw directly to himself a wood-carved castle. There are many small animals in the castle, and the princess and prince live happily together.

"Yes... it's you." [Yan Chengjiu] obviously recognized who this person is, "How did you get in?"

"Don't worry, if I want to catch you, you can't hide it at all." Yan Chengjiu knows that "I" is wary. "I feel sick recently, so I want to stay in your house for a few days."

"I, I will ask Grandpa." [Yan Chengjiu] is a good boy, naturally it is impossible to let strangers in casually.

"Don't tell him." Yan Chengjiu smiled, "Your grandfather has been very busy and tired recently. You are a good boy, and you should know not to trouble him. I just have a rest here and won't stay for long. I'm not a bad person, you can rest assured."

After speaking, Yan Chengjiu's figure disappeared in place, and when [Yan Chengjiu] turned around, he found that the other party was already sitting on his bed.

"Then...then you don't do bad things." [Yan Chengjiu] After thinking about it, he still acquiesced to Yan Chengjiu's visit, "My grandfather is very powerful."

"Of course your grandfather is great." Yan Chengjiu smiled and said, "Do you not like this wood-carved castle?"

[Yan Chengjiu] hurriedly hugged this castle, "I...I like it."

"Then treat it as my rent." Yan Chengjiu said unceremoniously: "I'm hungry, can you give me something to eat?"

"I... I have snacks under my bed, you can take it." [Yan Chengjiu] blushed and said slowly, "The food outside is bought by Grandpa. Grandpa will find out if you eat it."

Yan Chengjiu was slightly stunned. When did he hide snacks?

He bent down and pulled out a small box from under the bed.

This small box contains all kinds of snacks, as well as some odds and ends.

Oh, yes, he seems to have a little impression.

Yan Chengjiu touched the back of his head, a little speechless. Although he couldn't remember how he hid these things, he knew about it when he wanted to come, but he just didn't say it.

It's not good to see yourself in the past.

"This is my treasure chest." [Yan Chengjiu] raised his head and said proudly: "When I will bury it in the ground in the future, draw another treasure map, divide it into nine parts and place them in different places, there will be many Someone is here to hunt for treasure."

…puff!

Yan Chengjiu felt that his face was hot.

I must have read too many story books, so I have this idea.

"Just... just these snacks and toys?" Yan Chengjiu couldn't help but ask, "Is there nothing else?"

"These are all my treasures." [Yan Chengjiu] was a little angry, "some of which I won't bury. My magic necklace contains powerful power. If the treasure hunting prince comes to bring it, he will get it. I will not give you the power to defeat the witch!"

Yan Chengjiu's head almost fell into the dust.

This... is this really himself?

No, no, absolutely impossible.

How could he say such shameful words before?

But not necessarily.

He didn't have many friends when he was a child, and it's rare for someone to come. He must show off.

After all, it was like this, this was just a four-and-a-half-year-old kid.

Yan Chengjiu didn't know how many secrets he would have to stay with "self", so he quickly found an excuse to run away.

This is really easy to understand.

It's like many people learned to play various roles in TV or story books when they were young, and were finally photographed as a souvenir. I only want to destroy the corpse when I see it when I grow up. In the eyes of adults, it is childlike, but in my opinion, it is clearly black history.

But what Yan Chengjiu is experiencing now is even more terrifying.

He witnessed his "dark history" with his own eyes.

Yan Chengjiu couldn't help but laugh as he thought about it.

His memory of his childhood is actually a bit vague.

The memory of Wu Xiu was not too good, because Wai Justice was in the inauguration of his career. Grandpa was very busy and tired, and many people were staring at them. At this time, [Yan Chengjiu] naturally couldn't go out casually, and had few friends. After he started practicing martial arts, the days became regular and repeated.

Until now, Yan Chengjiu rarely recalled his childhood.

Memorizing things like this is like a mess. At first, I didn't seem to have a clue, but once I found the thread, it could be re-arranged very clearly.

Yan Chengjiu recalled the bits and pieces in his mind, only to realize that he could still remember it, and he was even more surprised that his childhood was not so pale. At least, in his limited memory, he can still find many interesting places, and he has many memories that can be called happy.

He walked past several shops he used to go to in his memory, and even sat on a swing in the familiar park. In the evening, I even went to look at the old site of the Guwu Academy, where the crowd was surging, and my grandfather was almost invisible.

For people of this age, the ancient martial power that does not require any restrictions is obviously very attractive.

Yan Chengjiu sighed, and finally began to struggle.

He didn't know if he could act on a four-and-a-half-year-old child, even if he knew it was himself, it still made him find the sense of familiarity.

It's too strange.

When he went back again, Yan Chengjiu found that the path in front of him had changed again.

The road is still that road, but the surrounding scenes have become unconventional, almost making him feel a little overwhelmed.

Yan Chengjiu's heart moved, and he ran quickly.

When he came to the house in his memory, he found that the house was much old, and there were even many flowers and plants inside.

The growth of these flowers and plants is very good, and some minor changes have been made to the structure of the house. These changes are more in line with Yan Cheng's old preferences. If you are yourself, you will probably choose to renovate your house like this.

No, just this is not enough to surprise people.

What made Yan Chengjiu unbelievable was the person inside who was watering the flowers.

The man had gray hair, and his face was ruddy but his body was very tough. Although it can be seen that he is old, his body is still tall and straight, such a spirit is definitely not something ordinary people can have. Judging from the eyes of Yan Chengjiu alone, it can be called "superior demeanor."

There are several cats and puppies under his feet, rubbing his feet from time to time, very well-behaved.

Yan Chengjiu felt the powerful force in the body of this old man.

Only belongs to the power of Guwu.

"After the newcomer tries the task, the tasker will face two choices. One is to return to the task world after the trial is over, and the other is to forget everything and continue living in their own world."

Yan Chengjiu chose the first way.

And this one is the aging self who chose the second way.

The author has something to say: Yan Chengjiu: This little kid and old man are definitely not me.

Onlookers: Xiaozheng is too cute to cry! Grandpa is really a handsome old man~