I listened to my sister's words today.

Just as Jiang Ling was concentrating on sensing, the light pattern on the eggshell appeared again, but this time, it was not just a faint light.

There was also a low humming sound coming from the egg, as if something was brewing.

Yun Yiruo's voice also became nervous: "Sister, it seems like something... is moving!

Jiang Ling suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze fixed on the eggshell: "Calm down, how do you feel now?"

"It seems...it seems like there is a very strong force surging out!"

"Sister, am I going to explode?"

"No, it won't explode."

"That's your power awakening."

Listen, get it under control, don't let it get out of hand.

The light in the hall flickered, and the light patterns on the eggshell became brighter and brighter, almost illuminating the entire space.

The low humming sound gradually became sharper, as if some energy was about to break through the limit.

"Sister! I, I can't control myself anymore!" Yun Yiru's voice was already filled with tears.

The light on the eggshell suddenly flashed, and then everything returned to calm.

Jiang Ling panted and looked down at the egg in his hand.

The light pattern has disappeared, and the eggshell has become smooth again, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

"Yiruo? Yiruo! How are you?" Jiang Ling called out anxiously.

After a moment, a weak, baby-like voice came from the egg: "Sister... I seem to have choked again..."

"Okay, then stop moving around."

"Where are you now? It seems so quiet outside."

"not sure."

Jiang Ling thought for a moment and continued, "It should be that consciousness is floating in this space."

Yun Yiruo in the egg looked at the system panel quietly. The lifeless system seemed to have deliberately chosen silence.

I slid the annoying system interface aside and wanted to complain a few words, but the sleepiness that had been there came over me like a tide.

My eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and I couldn't help but yawn, but I forced myself to concentrate.

Jiang Ling noticed that the little guy didn't make a sound, and thought that he must have fallen asleep, so he didn't say anything.

I found a comfortable position and continued to recall those vague and flickering fragments of memory.

She had never believed in these supernatural phenomena before.

If someone told him such a thing, he would definitely sneer at it and even think that the other person had lost his mind.

However, everything she has experienced now has forced her to accept this cruel and real fact - reincarnation may really exist.

The words left by the mysterious black shadow just now emerged in his mind, making him fall into deep thought involuntarily: the corpse that woke up from the pile of corpses after losing his memory and ruthlessly pushed away the corpse on him might be the little guy.

When he recalled the words again, some vague and fragmented images suddenly flashed in his mind.

Although the details are unclear, I still saw some key information from my vague memory.

Behind the body were nine tails, wandering like ghosts at the edge of her vision.

Just as she was trying to grasp these memories, a sharp pain came over her, cutting her thoughts off.

I instinctively held my forehead and felt a warm stream sliding down from my fingertips - tears actually flowed?

When she opened her eyes again, she was shocked to find that there was a box in her hand.

Gently touching the uneven and mottled surface, an inexplicable sense of unease welled up in my heart.

After opening the box, I saw only a rolled-up piece of paper inside. The characters on it were complex and unfamiliar, making people dizzy.

Just as he was about to study it carefully, the moment his fingers touched the paper, the characters seemed to come alive, flashing with mysterious light.

Next to the signature is a string of small and exquisite animal paw prints.

When I saw the paw prints, I immediately thought of the ink marks left by the little guy when he was making trouble in my study - those ink-stained paws.

There were many plum blossom patterns printed on the floor, which were exactly the same as the paw prints.

Just when Jiang Ling was stunned, the rolled-up paper suddenly unfolded by itself.

Emitting a soft light, the characters seemed to be given life and began to move on the paper.

I felt a faint force penetrating from the paper into my fingertips. The feeling was not strong, but it made me feel inexplicably at ease.

"Sister?" Yun Yiruo in the egg seemed to sense something and spoke weakly.

"What happened? Why do I feel like... there's a little claw scratching my head."

Jiang Ling looked down at the paper in her hand, pursed her lips, and did not answer.

Her intuition told her that this piece of paper was anything but simple. The characters finally converged in the center of the paper, forming a symbol resembling a miniature array.

Then, a beam of warm light rose from the center of the paper scroll and shone directly onto the eggshell.

Light patterns appeared on the egg body again. Unlike the previous violent light, this time the light seemed unusually peaceful, even with a hint of warmth.

Before Jiang Ling could react, the beam of light seeped into the eggshell like a trickle of water. A moment later, a small plum blossom-shaped claw mark appeared on the eggshell, exactly the same as the claw mark on the paper.

"This is..." Jiang Ling murmured in a low voice.

"Sister, it's so warm..."

Yun Yiruo's voice revealed a lazy satisfaction, as if the weakness just now had been dispelled.

Jiang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, but her eyes were still fixed on the scroll.

She vaguely felt that this piece of paper might be some kind of contract or key.

She wasn't sure if her guess was correct, but what was certain was that it was all related to the little guy's identity.

"Yiruo," Jiang Ling asked tentatively.

"Do you remember who you were? I mean... before you became this egg."

“I told you that before, I can’t remember!”

But...but..."

The voice suddenly showed a hint of hesitation.

"I just seemed to see some images."

"What picture?" Jiang Ling asked immediately.

"It's very strange... There are a lot of huge trees, much bigger than ordinary trees, and there is fog, very thick fog..."

There was a hint of confusion in Yun Yiruo's voice.

"There's also a fox, um, no, it should be a nine-tailed fox."

"It seemed to be looking at me, but its eyes... were so scary, as if they could see through everything."

When Jiang Ling heard this, her heart was shocked. The shadow of the nine-tailed fox almost completely overlapped with the vague image in her previous memory.

"and then?"

Try to make your tone sound calmer.

"Then... I felt very cold and painful, as if something was being peeled off from me..."

Yun Yiruo's voice gradually became lower.

“Then I don’t remember anything.”

Jiang Ling was silent.

Countless guesses surged in her mind, but she couldn't piece together a complete answer.

The nine-tailed fox, the contracted object, and the lost memories, these clues seemed to be deliberately severed by some force, leaving her with no way to start.

At this moment, the scroll suddenly began to burn, and the silent flames quickly devoured it, leaving only the last sentence floating in the air.

It was written in an ancient language, but Jiang Ling could somehow understand it:

"Return to the origin, love the origin."

After the light completely disappeared, the paper scroll in his hand turned into stardust and merged into the air.

At the same time, the runes on the egg suddenly flashed and turned into a light golden mark, which was branded on the palm of Jiang Ling's hand.

Jiang Ling frowned slightly, gently stroking the mark on the palm of his hand, and vaguely had a bold guess in his mind...