Crying Brothers: The Little Sister We Hate Is Actually a Bigshot

Chapter 403: Illusion

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation      Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Today, Ji Jing and the others followed the planned path to the center of the formation. They passed through the oasis buried by the yellow sand, and then passed through a Gobi forest. That was their destination.

The journey in the desert was not easy. When Ji Jing and the others reached the edge of the stone forest, it was already close to sunset. They might have to spend the night in the stone forest.

“Let’s set up camp here.” Xu Tian said.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a fog suddenly appeared in the stone forest.

“Fog?” Ji Jing frowned.” Why would there be fog in the desert?”

Something wasn’t right. They had to get closer to avoid getting separated in the fog.

Wait, where is he? Ji Jing suddenly turned around. Ming Ze, Xu Tian, and the doll had all disappeared, leaving her alone in the fog, looking around in panic.

“Ming Ze? Ming Ze?” Ji Jing looked in the direction of the few people in her memory, but she didn’t find anything. The fog rose very quickly, and in a short while, it was out of Ji Jing’s sight.

The jade pendant on her waist seemed to light up for a moment, but it was quickly blocked by the fog and dimmed.

“Boom!”

A dazzling bolt of lightning, accompanied by deafening thunder, suddenly pierced through the fog. Ji Jing only took a slight glance, and the scene around her suddenly changed.

Where was this place? Ji Jing frowned as she looked around. She was by the river. In front of her was the rolling water and behind her was a cliff.

However, wasn’t she in the Gobi forest in the desert just now?

Could it be a defensive formation that came with the formation? Ji Jing thought to herself that it was normal for the Ancestral Master to find it difficult to approach such a massive formation.

Ji Jing calmed herself down and carefully observed her surroundings. She was standing on the hillside, and there was a van by the river at the bottom of the slope. Ji Jing took out a talisman for self-defense and slowly walked toward the van.

The van was flipped over, and its four wheels were facing the sky. It looked like it had just flipped over and fallen off a cliff.

“Woah-”

The soft sound of a baby crying came from the van. With this sound, the van that was hanging on the hillside suddenly slid down a little.

“Boom!” Something fell into the water.

Ji Jing was shocked and quickly ran to the river to take a look. As the water splashed, it was actually a bamboo basket with a baby!

Where was this place? Was she in an illusion or was she really teleported somewhere? Why was there a baby?

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Ji Jing’s mind, but she didn’t have time to think about any of them. She subconsciously found a tool to fish out the helpless baby floating in the river.

The rain suddenly began to fall. Ji Jing felt that things were not good.

It was only drizzling now. The small river in front of her was not very rapid and was only the width of a small stream. However, Ji Jing knew that this was definitely the size of a river during the dry season when she saw the open valley nearby.

If the rain got heavier and heavier, the river water would definitely rise to a terrifying level in less than half an hour.

Ji Jing hurriedly broke a long branch to block the bamboo basket. She didn’t care about her shoes and socks. She stepped into the river with one foot and tried to extend the branch.

Just a little bit more, just a little more!

Ji Jing desperately stretched out the branch, but the river water unexpectedly made a strange turn at this section, bringing the bamboo basket and passing through the defense line of the branch.

Damn it! Ji Jing simply threw away the tree branch and rolled up her pants to cross the water.

“It’s useless.”

A familiar cold voice suddenly sounded. “This is in the past.”

Ji Jing stopped rolling up her pants.

“What do you mean? Who are you?” She frowned and raised her head to stare at a certain spot in the void.

Although she asked this question, Ji Jing was extremely familiar with this voice. It was the voice from her nightmare, the voice that followed her like a shadow! It had indeed come.

‘ Rainy night, river, baby. Haven’t you noticed?” The voice in the air laughed mockingly.

Rainy night, river, baby?

Ji Jing thought about it carefully and was sure that she had never seen such a scene in her memory. However, the cliff and the river were so familiar. Who could it be…

Ji Jing put down her pants and looked up again. Suddenly, she asked,”This baby…” Is it me?”

“It’s you, but it’s not you.” The voice in the air replied.

The scene in front of Ji Jing changed. The bamboo basket had already drifted along the river for a very long distance..