Guardian of the Spirit

Jiang Baiming had to deal with the aftermath, so the others left the house to leave some time for him.

Everyone was silent and the atmosphere was a little heavy. Although they were used to seeing separations between life and death, it was inevitable that they would feel a little depressed when they saw another loved one pass away.

"I'm going to live in seclusion on Blue Star."

Uncle San was the first to speak and break the silence.

The children have grown up, and the only elder and peer left is his younger sister, who is a generation gap away from him. There is not much for him to linger in the spirit world.

He was tired and wanted to find a quiet place to spend his remaining years.

Jiang Yuan and the other three listened silently, because this was a notification, not a discussion.

Since retirement doesn't require much, Uncle San deducted the portion for his own use and divided the remaining property equally among everyone, while handing over the business to Jiang Lin.

After explaining everything, the brother and sister went together to attend the family meeting to discuss the blood curse. After all, they were the most idle and had the oldest seniority.

Jiang Lin takes Jiang Tong back to Longyue Island, as the spiritual world is not a suitable place for a half-disabled him to stay for long.

Jiang Yuan returned to his room to look through old things, looking for clues to the place of amnesia.

As for the family meeting, his physical condition did not allow him to appear in front of outsiders, and he did not want the whole world to know that he was rebuilding his superpowers in another system.

As for Rotom, whose identity was confirmed earlier, and the onlookers guarding the gate, there were Fengqiu and the Chubby.

Jiang Yuan first left an elf to guard the door to prevent the spies from the other two branches of the Jiang family from leaking information, and then he went home to get medicine and openly made all the gatekeepers lose their memories.

When the sealing medicine is placed at the mouth, no elf dares not to take it.

Someone noticed something was wrong and came over to stop it, but was knocked away by the crystal lamp fire spirit.

crunch.

When I opened the wooden door, some dust fell.

There are not many furnishings in the room, just a bed, a bookshelf, a storage box, a chair, a desk, and a candle.

Jiang Yuan was the first to check his books and notebooks. He didn't think he would write down important things on paper, but he had to check them anyway.

What if my past self suddenly had a brain attack and had to write it down on paper?

Jiang Yuan quickly flipped through the pages and glanced through them. After reading, he handed it to Celebi for another check.

Crystal Lamp Spirit, Mimikyu, and Machado were in charge of keeping watch. They could hardly understand these books and notes, and were not as sensitive to special powers as Celebi, so they stayed away to avoid making things worse.

The sound of turning pages of books could be heard in the house.

Half a day passed, Celebi put down the last book and shook her head at Jiang Yuan.

There is no time force.

"Then check here."

Jiang Yuan opened the wooden storage box, took out the items inside one by one and checked them one by one.

Celebi lay beside the box, poking her head inside, and watched Jiang Yuan hold out a crystal-like sphere made of unknown material.

The crystal ball is about the size of two fists. About 30% of the bottom of the sphere is milky white, like yogurt that has been frozen in the refrigerator overnight, and about 70% of the space above is colorless and transparent.

The entire surface and interior of the crystal ball are covered with light gray cracks, which seem to divide the ball into small independent areas in a regular manner, as if it would shatter with a little force.

But on the other hand, it is also possible that the crystal ball is made up of fragments of various shapes, and the cracks are the glue.

Jiang Yuan stared at the crystal ball, and a strange sense of familiarity came over him, but he had forgotten what it was or why it was kept in the box.

Putting down the crystal ball, Jiang Yuan continued to count the items until he had turned out everything and confirmed their purpose, then turned back to examine the only suspicious item.

"Compare?"

Is this thing related to the Land of Amnesia?

Celebi flew over.

"Probably." Jiang Yuan replied.

"Compare?"

Don't you want to check it?

Seeing Jiang Yuan holding the crystal ball without any movement, Celebi couldn't help but tilt her head.

"My intuition tells me it's best not to touch it."

Jiang Yuan put away the crystal ball and said, "Let's go to the library. I wrote a suicide note before. If there is no clue there, we can move it."

Accidents are common in the spirit world, so leaving a suicide note prevents secrets from being kept in the heart and not being told in time.

The library is located in the Tianchi Lake on the top of Jiangfeng Mountain. It is paved with the trunks of countless rotten wood monsters. From a distance, it looks like a giant tree growing on a bamboo raft.

From time to time, a few fish would float out of the water, using their tentacles to grab the protruding branches on the bottom of the lake, and slowly swim along with the entire library.

The wind balls in the sky occasionally fall onto the topmost branches, waiting for the next gust of wind.

Hey.

Jiang Yuan stepped onto the branch, and the sinking branch pressed down, causing ripples on the water surface.

The library has ten floors, each of which is as wide as dozens of football fields. Books are neatly arranged on the shelves, and a luminous pearl is placed every few meters for lighting.

When he reached the stairs, Jiang Yuan went around to the back, stepped on the ground and walked down.

The entire floor of the first floor is made of solid wood, only this piece is phantom, nine floors above water and one floor below water.

The underground floor was completely dark, with no lights. There were candles on the handrails at the corners of the wooden stairs, but the crystal chandelier served as a searchlight, saving the trouble of using candles.

The underwater layer was silent, with only the sounds of Jiang Yuan's footsteps and the crackling sound of the burning flame of the crystal lamp.

Due to the special environment, the lighting range of the crystal lamp fire spirit is limited. The firelight extends to the end of a few meters and is swallowed by endless darkness.

The few rays of light that shone into the library through the underwater branches were negligible.

Walking down the stairs, there is water below. There is an invisible force pressing down on the water surface, preventing it from rising and flooding the basement floor.

Hearing the noise, a round blue head popped out from the calm water with a splash.

It is Fatty who guards this floor. It is an incarnation of the guardian god Fatty.

Jiang Yuan voluntarily dripped blood to verify his identity.

Chubby swallowed the blood, his eyes slanted, he turned up his belly and sank into the water.

A few seconds later, another clone, Chubby, surfaced and carried Jiang Yuan to the deepest platform.

The platform is filled with bookshelves, and the layout looks no different from the other floors, but the area is not as spacious as the ninth floor above water, only one tenth of the size.

All the important books of the Jiang family are hidden here, including historical books, banned books, and suicide notes.

"I want my copy of the suicide note back."

Jiang Yuan told Chubby Dudu the purpose of this.

No one is allowed to enter the suicide note storage area, and access is entirely dependent on the elves.

At the same time, in order to prevent the content from being tampered with, two copies of each suicide note need to be prepared, one is the original that the person cannot touch, and the other is a copy left in the library that the person can take at will.

The conditions for opening a suicide note are set by the owner of the note, and are usually set to be handed over to relatives after death.

If there is no special explanation for the suicide note and it does not meet the conditions for opening, it will be unsealed one hundred years after the owner of the suicide note passes away.

Under normal circumstances, the copy is equal to the original, but behind every seemingly unreasonable rule there must be a story.

If you have any doubts about the copy and suspect that the suicide note has been modified, you can ask the spirit who keeps the suicide note to unseal the original copy.

After waiting for a while, the copy custodian spirit Gengar floated over and took out a suicide note from its mouth.

Jiang Yuan took the two suicide notes, and four words instantly emerged in his mind: Born by my mother.

"I only wrote one suicide note, where did the other one come from?" Jiang Yuan looked at Gengar.

Geng Gui looked a little confused, but still raised his finger and pointed at Jiang Yuan.

Didn’t you ask this question more than ten years ago? Why are you asking it again now?

“I did write this.”

Jiang Yuan glanced at the suicide note he wrote when he was seven years old, and the content was the same as he remembered.

After making sure that the letter was correct, Jiang Yuan looked at another suicide note that appeared from some unknown corner.

Although it is well preserved, the paper has turned yellow and it is completely a product of two different eras compared to the letter from more than ten years ago.

"The signature is mine, the handwriting is mine... 1795?!"

How much? How many years?

Jiang Yuan was stunned, then opened the suicide note to confirm his guess.

The curious baby Crystal Lamp Spirit came over and found that there were more than a dozen irregular characters on it, which he could not understand at all.

Jiang Yuan stared at these messy characters, and it seemed as if a string in his memory was pulled, and there was a strange sense of familiarity.

Oh, now I remember. This was the codeword he had come up with in his mind when he was bored, which only he could understand.

Translated into two words, ancestral land.

"Who gave this to you?" Jiang Yuan asked.

Since the custom of preserving suicide notes began, the Jiang family would name their children according to the family tree to avoid the names of their ancestors to prevent confusion in the suicide notes. Therefore, there is no possibility of duplicate names in the suicide notes.

Too many coincidences are no longer coincidences. Jiang Yuan already has the answer in his mind, but still wants to confirm it again.

Gengar shook his head.

It became the manager of the suicide note copy one hundred and fifty years ago. The previous Gengar is dead, and no one knows where this suicide note came from.

rustling.

While Jiang Yuan was thinking, the suicide note in his hand weathered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a moment it turned into fine dust.

"Where's the original?" Jiang Yuan rubbed his thumb and index finger. The fine graininess told him that the copy really existed.

The doubt in Gengar's eyes grew stronger, and it raised its hand again, pointing at the gradually dispersing dust.

The owner of the suicide note has left instructions on how to deal with the original. If the copy is destroyed, the original will be moved to the place where the copies are kept and used as a copy.

Didn’t we ask these questions before? Why are you asking them again?

"I really forgot."

Seeing the strange look in Gengar's eyes and considering what was happening around him, Jiang Yuan was certain that he had forgotten everything about the suicide note of unknown origin.

But the strange thing is that his memory is continuous, without any signs of deletion or modification, and there is no problem at all. It is exactly the same as the one at the Dream Ruins.

"Guardian, I want to talk to you."

Jiang Yuan shifted his gaze from Gengar to the water.

The current Gengar was not an eyewitness, so it is normal that he cannot get any information from him. But what about the guardian angel Jigglypuff?

If you want to leave a suicide note in the library, you must first verify your identity with the guardian angel Chubby, because nothing that happens here can escape its eyes.

As soon as Jiang Yuan finished speaking, several water jets surged out of the water and gathered into a translucent chubby body.

The guardian angel Chubby doesn't have telepathy, so he summons a mobile phone, Rotom, to act as a translator to improve communication efficiency.

"Loto, where do you want to start?"

"Everything about this suicide note."

"Lotom, this is my memory from back then, take a look for yourself." Rotom projected the memory of the patron saint Chubby onto the bookshelf.

Using your subjective perspective as a mouthpiece may distort the original meaning, so it is better to watch it yourself.

The scene begins at the bottom of the dim water. Suddenly, a dark purple light shines down from above. An unknown elf is discovered approaching, and the line of sight slowly moves upwards until it emerges from the water.

On the shore stood an expressionless young man in black, and a crystal lamp spirit burning with a dark purple flame.

Jiang Yuan recognized himself at a glance, and from the looks of it, it was his future self.

The crystal lamp spirit looked at its own projection in confusion. Why was it the normal purple flame? Where was the ice flame?

"Guardian, I would like to ask you to help me gather the clan leader and the nine elders. I have news about the Jiang family's survival that I need to discuss with them."

Jiang Yuan, the young man in the memory of the guardian angel Chubby Dudu's clone, said this, releasing his superpowers and dripping blood to prove his identity.

"Wait a moment!"

A girl in white clothes with her eyes wrapped in silk rushed out and grabbed the wrist of the young man Jiang Yuan. She said anxiously, "I have contacted a Celebi. If it can't make it back, I know the whereabouts of the other Celebi. I will definitely be able to make it back!"

"Both of our bodies have reached their limit and there's no going back." The young man Jiang Yuan gently broke free from Mu Ruier's trembling hand and touched the lampshade of the crystal lamp.

The five flames on the crystal lamp spirit flickered, like an old-fashioned light bulb with unstable voltage in a remote country house, flickering on and off.

"It's all my fault. If I had prepared in advance, you wouldn't have stopped at this point." Mu Ruier fell into deep self-blame.

"I don't blame you. It's my own fault. It's a bit too much to travel such a long time at once."

The young man Jiang Yuan looked relieved. "Maybe it's fate. It doesn't matter if I can't go back. Give me a chance to change my future. Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, at least I have no regrets."

"But." Mu Ruier just opened her mouth when she was interrupted by the young man Jiang Yuan.

"It's like I said before, stay out of my future. If I mess it up, it's my own bad luck. If you mess it up, I'm sure my future self will blame you."

After the young man Jiang Yuan finished speaking, he added, "After we finish arranging things here, I will go with you to find Celebi."

Mu Ruier stammered, then pursed her lips and responded, "Okay, I'll wait for you outside."

The scene changed and turned into the conference room on Jiangfeng Mountain that had not been destroyed more than ten years ago.

As the tenth person took his seat, the young man Jiang Yuan said, "I come from the future and am the last survivor of the Jiang family."

The room suddenly fell into silence. Some people were thinking, while others looked away from the young man Jiang Yuan, paused for a few seconds, and then looked away.

The white-haired old man sitting in the main seat, the current patriarch of the Jiang family, asked, "What do you want us to do?"

"You guys just believe it?"

"Which liar dares to tell such nonsense in front of us? He will have several lives to live."

"Okay, then..."

Before Jiang Yuan finished speaking, everyone suddenly stood up, their faces gloomy, and burst out with extremely murderous superpower waves to resist the unknown attack, as if facing a great enemy.

"This is a blood curse, right? Look at what your great-grandson has done!"

The middle-aged man at the edge slammed the table and shouted angrily at the old woman in yellow on the other side.

A young man who looked to be in his twenties smiled faintly at Jiang Yuan. Then, looking at the old woman, his expression instantly changed. He said in a stern tone, "We usually turn a blind eye to his minor actions, but this time he dared to move against everyone. I'm putting it this way: either you clean up your mess, or we'll get rid of you too."

"I can do it myself." The old woman closed her eyes.