Chapter 4409: ,phantom?

Men farming and women weaving, and a pair of children who are only a few years old!
Chen Ping has quietly observed them all day, and they are indeed ordinary people, this is not an illusion.
Chen Ping didn't go out hastily and disturb their lives. The family is peaceful and happy, and he doesn'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 held back, especially when he saw the happy young couple.
Chen Ping thought that such happiness is really simple!
A family of four, so sweet!
The accident happened when Chen Ping was about to leave, and a shadow sneaked into the small yard.
The two children who were playing had no idea that the danger was coming. The little boy was still teaching his sister to make a clay figurine, and a butcher knife had fallen on them.
"No!"
Chen Ping shouted, and in his rage, he didn't care so much and started directly.
But his power seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier.
Two ferocious strong men slashed and killed two four or five-year-old children, and then rushed to the young couple on the side.
Chen Ping frantically attacked the barrier in front of him. He watched helplessly as the child was killed and fell into a pool of blood.
Then I saw two strong men kill the man in the young couple and sully the woman in front of him.
Again and again, until that woman is exhausted!
"Why?"
Chen Ping roared loudly, he thought that what he saw was real life, but now he found out that this is not the truth.
"You are angry!"
A voice sounded in Chen Ping's ear, it seemed to be watching Chen Ping all the time, like a god, paying attention to the life in its world.
Chen Ping smiled, but it was bleak.
Dongyang Pavilion can have an artifact spirit, and this small world is also a spirit artifact, so it is not surprising that there is an artifact spirit.
It's normal even if he's been paying attention to himself!
"It's all fake, isn't it?" Chen Ping didn't want to see the family of four in the pool of blood.
I don't know why, but when he looked at it, his heart ached.
"Why don't you admit it, this is 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 this world, and said coldly: "So what, what does it have to do with me!"
"Does it really matter?"
The gentle voice continued: "Can you really forget?"
"You don't remember, they all died because of you!"
"No!" Chen Ping frantically shook his head and said, "It's not like this, it's not true!"
"So you didn't forget!"
The voice continued: "You want to escape, after so many years, you closed this memory, do you really think you can pass it?"
Chen Ping took a few steps back, but the picture in the pool of blood in front of him was still clear.
The picture just now in my mind was repeated again and again, like a memory, surging.
"Where did those two people come from, don't you remember? Do you want me to remind you!"
"No! It's none of my business!" Chen Ping shook his head frantically, then wanted to escape.
"You don't want to know, where are they now?"
"Don't you want to avenge their family?"
"Have you forgotten that the little girl who is only four years old calls you little brother!"
"Are you worthy of being her little brother?"
The image of intermittent memory, a family of four in a pool of blood.
The tragic situation of the little woman, these, all seem to remind Chen Ping himself that this is not an illusion.