Women's Juju Counterattack Diary [Quick Transmigration]

In fact, since entering this space, Liang Ansheng has an inexplicable sense of familiarity and intimacy.

At first he thought that he had been tricked, so he raised his vigilance, but later he found that this was not the case, he was too familiar with this place subconsciously.

It was as if he had been here countless times before.

Including the small yard in front of him, he can even tell how many blooming flowers there are.

This feeling made Liang Ansheng a little dazed.

He stared closely at the red rose protruding from the fence, his brows were slightly frowned, as if lost in memory, but he didn't have the slightest impression of this place in his mind.

After standing for a while, Liang Ansheng's eyebrows relaxed.

Forget it.

forget about it.

He himself is a relatively casual person, and it is good to know the reason, but if he does not know, it will not affect him now, so it is better to go in and have a look.

Liang Ansheng walked to the courtyard door familiarly, and stretched out his right hand, which was not seriously injured. His white and slender fingers were slightly bent, attached to the wooden door bolt, and pulled and lifted in his direction. It's been the same countless times.

The door panel touched the door frame, making a slight clanging sound.

"Click."

The lock is open.

This door is the most common wooden door. The door is locked from the inside. There is only a small iron buckle stuck on one side. It cannot be opened by pushing it directly. You must pull the door hard and then lift it up. will be unlocked automatically.

Liang Ansheng has experienced so many lifetimes, but in his memory, he has never used such a backward lock.

But there is no doubt that just now, he opened the door easily.

This action is like the body, no, it should be said that it is the instinct of the soul.

Liang Ansheng looked at the palm of his hand, it was clean, this is his reshaped body, and every fingerprint on the palm is the best proof of perfection.

Smiling, he pressed his palm against the door again.

"Squeak-"

The door opened.

It's a no-brainer.

The scenery inside instantly appeared in Liang Ansheng's eyes across the door frame.

Inside the door is a flat white stone path leading directly to the small building. The stone pavement is very random, but it reveals a peaceful and indifferent atmosphere.

A figure seemed to appear in Liang Ansheng's vision. He was sweating and moved the white stone just picked from the rocks to the yard, and then divided it into pieces with a chisel and hammer, and then laid them carefully in the yard according to the design drawing.

The strange thing was that Liang Ansheng knew the man's expression and could guess what he was talking about, but he couldn't see his face clearly.

It's a wonderful feeling.

It's like standing outside a veil, with a layer of mist.

Then another person appeared in the yard.

This person's health didn't seem to be very good. As soon as he came out, the man who was working enthusiastically wiped his hands and helped him, and pressed him on the chair to rest.

Although they couldn't see their expressions clearly, Liang Ansheng knew they were laughing.

For a long time afterwards, it was the man who was in charge of repairing the yard, and the man was watching him from the lounge chair under the eaves, or reading a book.

Not long after, the road in the yard was repaired, and the flowers planted on both sides also sprouted.

But the man who was always lying under the eaves was gone, and so was the man who built the road.

Later, the flowers in the courtyard bloomed one after another, and time passed quickly in Liang Ansheng's eyes like a galloping horse.

When the flowers were about to bloom, the man appeared on the deck chair again, this time he came back from the outside by pushing the door.

Just like Liang Ansheng, one pull, one lift, one push.

The door opened.

He walked slowly towards the reclining chair under the eaves that had been left unattended for many years, but was still brand new as when he first saw it, and slowly sat on it.

When he walked in, every step he took was very difficult, and there was golden blood under every footprint.

Only the blood essence of the Immortal Venerable can be so pure and golden.

he got hurt.

about to die.

Although he didn't know how he came to such a result, Liang Ansheng seemed to sense his mood.

Satisfy.

Peace of mind.

There is also a touch of reluctance.

Just when Liang Ansheng thought he was about to close his eyes, he turned his head slowly and looked in Liang Ansheng's direction.

At this moment, Liang Ansheng seemed to break through the fog.

He finally saw the man's face.

very familiar.

He used to see it in the mirror a lot.

It was his own face, exactly the same.

If this was a ghost story, Liang Ansheng might have been scared and screamed.

But obviously it wasn't, he was staring straight at that face, more precisely, he was staring at the man's eyes.

Those eyes were clear and clean, and there was no figure of himself in them.But Liang Ansheng just knew that he was looking at him, looking at him through the gap between time and space.

You can see how bright his smile is, it is exactly the same as his own smile when the prank is successful.

That was himself, or in other words, this was him in his previous life.

Liang Ansheng's heart skipped a beat, and he came to this conclusion.

Soon, the scene in front of Liang Ansheng disappeared.

This means that the person in the picture is dead.

Liang Ansheng still stood at the door without moving, and the white stone path in front of him seemed to emit a faint white light.

This is the backlight after the formation disappeared.

Liang Ansheng didn't go in right away, he stood at the door for a while, and only went inside after the white light above disappeared.

The deck chair under the eaves on the left is still there, but it seems to have been repainted and restored to the color when Liang Ansheng first saw it. It was covered with a thick layer of white fox velvet, which looked very warm, but obviously it was not. I've been there before, and it looks brand new.

After a quick glance, Liang Ansheng didn't enter the living room either, and went directly to the second floor from the side stairs.

He subconsciously felt that his room was on the second floor.

The door was not closed, the bedroom was spotless and very clean, the books on the desk in front of the screen were still turned over, and there was freshly ground ink beside it, it seemed that the owner had just gone out temporarily and was ready to come back anytime.

After entering the inner room, the bed was also clean and the quilt was neatly folded.

Apparently, he didn't even leave a body behind.

If the body is left behind, that person will definitely put him in his room after the fixed time.

Liang Ansheng didn't know whether he was relieved or a little disappointed.

After all, there are not many opportunities to pay homage to the remains of one's previous life.

Since the body was not found, Liang Ansheng moved to the study on the third floor.

Following instinct to unravel the formation set up in the corridor that could easily kill immortals below the immortal, Liang Ansheng pushed open the door of the study.

The furnishing of the study is very simple, except for a desk, a chair, and a coffee table and soft couch by the window, there are only big bookshelves.

The soft couch covered with velvet blankets was a special seat for Liang Ansheng in his previous life. It looked very soft. Liang Ansheng glanced at it, lamented the corruption in his previous life, and then turned his attention back to those bookshelves.

When he was in the sea, he had counted on the record of how to become a god, but after entering, he was completely sure of this conjecture.

Walking around in the huge study room, Liang Ansheng never reached out to take out any book.

He is thinking.

If he wanted to hide things in this study, where would he hide them.

Finally, Liang Ansheng's eyes stopped on the soft couch.

It was his private space, and if his Taoist companion in his previous life was this man, he would absolutely not be able to search his private space without his knowledge or consent. This is a kind of respect.

Liang Ansheng approached the soft couch, and sat on it.

This blanket is so soft, and the pillows are so comfortable.

Liang Ansheng sighed in his heart, as expected of his own level of appreciation, he really would enjoy it.

Shamelessly praising himself in his heart for a while, 099 was about to have an opinion, and Liang Ansheng started to get down to business.

He reached out and tapped casually on the inside of the soft couch.

"Bang bang bang."

099: "Host, it's solid inside."

Liang Ansheng shook his head, "No, listen carefully."

As he spoke, Liang Ansheng knocked again a few times.

He changed the rhythm, one light and one heavy, then light and heavy again, and then two light and one heavy.

After knocking on the rhythm for a while, 099 suddenly heard the sound inside become empty, and then there was a soft "click", as if some hidden compartment had been opened.

Liang Ansheng didn't reach out to grab it immediately, but knocked a few more times before getting out the contents.

It was a book, and it looked very old.

Even the books in the fairy world will be depreciated. This old book that has been stored for thousands of years is obviously approaching the end of its life.

Liang Ansheng sighed as he touched the crunchy book cover, and then prepared to open it.

However, before he could turn the first page, the whole space suddenly shook, and the force almost caused Liang Ansheng to tear off the cover of the book, "What's going on?"

099: "Back to the host, I don't know. However, there are only two reasons for the vibration of the space where time stops flowing. One is to touch the center of the time formation, and the other is external factors. I think it should be external factors, because The flow of time in this space still stops.”

Liang Ansheng also got the things that should be taken. This space is not big, but the fairy energy inside is unimaginably abundant, and the speed of time flow is negligible. It is definitely a blessed place for practice.

Not to mention that the environment here won Liang Ansheng's satisfaction.

Therefore, Liang Ansheng decided that for the sake of this intimate small building, he had to take this space away.

Anyway, this was his former home.

Thinking of this, Liang Ansheng suddenly felt that the intimacy from the soul became more real, as if there was a thread connecting him with this space.

It was as if he was the master of this space in the first place.

Satisfied, Liang Ansheng compressed his new snail shell and returned to the sea. He was about to grab his sleeves and have a fight with those golden swordfish, but suddenly found that the golden swordfish that surrounded here had dispersed, and only A few sporadic ones, all in a panic, shot into the seaweed and disappeared.

Just when Liang Ansheng was about to show 099 what was going on, a sense of crisis suddenly came from behind him. When he turned his head, he met a giant eye several times bigger than himself.

"Host, run away. A sawtooth shark of this size has at least the upper-level cultivation of the Immortal Monarch. You can't beat it!"

Obviously, it was this thing that caused the turmoil in the space just now, and it also drove away the golden swordfish. Of course, it may have been eaten.

Liang Ansheng and it looked at each other for two seconds.

The sawtooth shark slowly opened its mouth and grinned a sarcastic smile, as if mocking the weak prey.

Liang Ansheng raised his sword and struck without hesitation. This blow was so powerful that under the flickering light of the sword, the sawtooth shark had no choice but to avoid the sharp edge temporarily.

Well done host! 099 cheered in his heart, he even dared to challenge the immortal king!

However, at this moment, Liang Ansheng didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, but withdrew his sword, turned around and ran away.