Supernatural recovery, my system is a computer

In the darkness, Xu Xuan slowly closed his eyes. Just as he was falling asleep, he heard the sound of nails gently scratching on the door. The sound was very subtle and mixed with the chirping of insects outside, making it almost indistinguishable.

Xu Xuan sat up, and as soon as his feet landed, the sound of nails scratching the door suddenly disappeared, just like crickets entering the house. You can hear it, but you can never catch it.

He came to the door and opened it gently. There was no one outside, and there were no crickets. So he closed the door again and stood motionless by the door.

Sure enough, after waiting for 5 minutes, there was a slight scratching sound on the door again. Xu Xuan suddenly opened the door and saw a tiny claw retracting on the top of the door.

Xu Xuan went out and was about to draw his sword when a black shadow suddenly passed over his head and flew into the distance. It didn't fly very far and then flew back again, as if it was taking Xu Xuan somewhere.

Yan Chan woke up and went out. Gu Liu stood in the yard and gestured to Xu Xuan. Xu Xuan told them to go back with his hands. He jumped down from the building and chased the flying black figure.

It was only when Xu Xuan got closer that he could see clearly that the shadow was a black bat. Under the moonlight, it had only one scarlet eye. Just now, he was pawing at Xu Xuan's bedroom door with his claws.

Xu Xuan thought it would lead him to a deserted place, but instead it led him to the gate of a rather large courtyard.

There are two pairs of stone lions in front of the door. The wall is nearly four meters long. However, it looks dilapidated and has not been repaired for many years. The bat got in through the crack in the door. Xu Xuan pushed it gently and the door opened. There is no lock inside.

This is a courtyard with two entrances. He just entered the middle of the courtyard and stood under a slanting pear tree. There happened to be a simple table and stool with stones to sit on. There was a closed round wooden box on the table. Xu Xuan was standing there. to open.

Under the eaves in the courtyard, someone whispered: "Young man, what are you doing in my Tong Mansion? There is no one you are looking for here."

Xu Xuan turned his head, and with his eyesight, he could see all the people standing under the eaves. The old man was very artistic, with long silver-white hair shawling his shoulders, and a small braid in his hair. The beard around his lips was comparable to that of a Russian. , but his figure is quite thin and short. He wears a mandarin jacket outside his blue robe. At first glance, he looks like a nostalgic person.

He walked out of the eaves and asked Xu Xuan to sit on the stone stool. He then took out a pack of Kuanzhai from his pocket, took out one and said, "Do you want to smoke?"

Xu Xuan shook his head.

The old man lit his cigarette, took a deep breath and said, "Who brought you here?"

Xu Xuan said truthfully: "A one-eyed bat."

The old man smiled and said, "I'm originally a guest, but I don't think you dare to drink the tea I made. If you have any questions, just ask."

Xu Xuan said straight to the point: "Do you know who I am?"

"Who else could it be? The Bureau of Investigation. I've seen you on TV, Xu Xuan."

He took out Huawei's "far ahead" latest model, clicked on Douyin, and with flying fingers, he searched for many videos of Xu Xuan.

"Look, you are quite popular, and you are ranked on the evil-killing list."

Xu Xuan knew that he had some funny fans on Douyin, but what he didn't expect was that an old man who looked to be in his 60s could introduce himself in this way.

Xu Xuan coughed and said, "Do you know the origin of the one-eyed bat that brought me here just now?"

The old man stared at Xu Xuan for a moment and then said: "I guess some monster turned into a spirit. This should be something that your investigation bureau needs to find out."

"What's your name? Is there anyone else at home?" Xu Xuan continued to ask.

The old man sighed and said: "Xinheng Rongyan, I am from the generation of Rong, Tong Rongke. Unfortunately, people later did not pay attention to generation. They said that adding a word that sounds ugly is not easy to match with other names. Only old people like me are still here." Yelling. There is no one at home, only me."

Xu Xuan asked doubtfully: "You are the only one in such a big house? Aren't you scared at night?"

Tong Rongke laughed and said: "This house is the ancestral house of the family. I have lived here since I was a child. Every plant and tree inside is clear. What else is scary."

He opened the round wooden box, flicked it between his fingers, and the cigarette ashes fell in.

Xu Xuan frowned and said: "You use a wooden box to store cigarette ash and ignition tips. Aren't you afraid that it will burn up if it ignites?"

Tong Rongke smiled and said, "Do you know why I am the only one in such a big house?"

Xu Xuan said: "What does it have to do with the wooden box?"

Tong Rongke said: "More than 20 years ago, I went out and returned home at starry night. I entered the door just like you just did and saw the wooden box on the stone table. It was still new at that time. I thought it was left by my wife for me. Gift."

His eyes suddenly became gloomy, and there was a cold wind unique to autumn blowing around him. In the desolation, he continued: "I opened the wooden box with joy, but I only saw a folded letter. I opened it The envelope has a line written on it: This is the retribution for your betrayal of me 21 years ago."

"My hands were shaking and I almost lost my grip on the envelope. I searched all over the house, but I couldn't find my wife or son." Tong Rongke took a long puff of cigarette and then pressed the cigarette butt hard into the wooden box filled with ash. inside.

"But I still took the letter out of the envelope. There was only one line in it, in my wife's handwriting, which said: The son belongs to Tong Rongzhen, the head of the village, and we left the village together."

Xu Xuan opened his eyes wide: What are you talking about? I thought it was weird, but you are telling me about family ethics?

Tong Rongke continued to say: "Although I have countless curios and treasures in my home, and I have no worries about food and drink, I lost my heart to women and never remarried. This is also the reason why I am alone."

Xu Xuan finally nodded, expressing a hint of respect for the thin green giant. After all, he finally understood the endless criticisms of the sea of ​​suffering and the hope of recovery, and was no longer trapped between women.Xu Xuan is not so open-minded yet, and he doesn't want to be a tauren.

After Xu Xuan listened, he stood up and said, "In that case, don't bother me tonight."

Just as he was about to leave, Tong Rongke said: "Among those who died a few days ago, Tong Fuguang is my son."

Xu Xuan suddenly turned around and looked into his eyes and said, "Didn't you say that he is not your son?"

"It's just blood. After all, I have raised him for 21 years. In fact, he comes back every year. It's a pity that he died. Please find the murderer." Tong Rongke said loudly.

Xu Xuan pondered for a moment and nodded.

Tong Rongke said: "It is said on Douyin that you have the ability of an A-level investigator. Is it true?"

Xu Xuan shook his head, opened the door, and walked out.

Tong Rongke stepped forward and closed the door, and set up wooden sticks so that no one from the outside could push it open. He stared at the crack in the door above, turned and walked into the second courtyard at the back. The courtyard door was made of plum blossoms. The lock was locked, and he opened the door with the key.

Suddenly a faint rancid smell wafted out, he closed the door and walked inside.

There were rows of rooms on three sides of the courtyard, and all the rooms were connected from the middle. He came to the outside of the hall in the middle, breathed lightly, and then opened the door.

There were more than twenty people standing inside the door, and the dark room was filled with a faint stench.

Tong Rongke walked in, passed through the standing crowd, walked to the shrine in the center, lit the white candles on both sides, and the orange flames lit up, illuminating the crowded hall.

Not afraid at all, he smoked more than 20 yellow incense sticks, lit them and inserted them into the incense altar.

He muttered something: "My ancestors, uncles, aunts and uncles, we are here to pay our respects."

A gust of cold wind rushed in from the door, and the white oil candle as thick as an arm whirred.

It also illuminated the people behind him. They were all corpses covered in wax. Their faces were expressionless, and they were swaying gently with the wind, but they did not fall.

The male corpse closest to him spoke, but his voice was very shrill, like a vicious woman: "Tong Rongke, who is coming outside?"

Tong Rongke buried his head on the ground and said, "It's an investigator who was attracted by a bat."

"Bat? I understand. It seems they want to drive away the tiger and devour the wolf and reap the benefits for themselves."

Tong Rongke buried his head even lower, and the female voice warned: "Tong Rongke, don't do unnecessary things. Remember that the entire Tong family is our slave, starting more than 100 years ago. If you are obedient, I will consider lifting the Cursed.”

Tong Rongke knocked his head heavily on the stone floor: "嗻."

No one, no wax corpse, could see his face now hidden in the shadow of the candle.When he stood up, he still had a smile on his face.

Opposite him were the former elders, all of whom looked sallow and seemed to be melting.

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Xu Xuan returned to the bedroom, reported to Yan Chan that he was safe, hid in the bedroom, and recalled what he had just seen on Tong Rongke's phone. It was a text message that had been edited long ago, with only six words: "Blood Gu Temple" , Shamanism.”

The old man's operation was very smooth. In just one second, he switched to Douyin video again.

Xu Xuan thought for a while, but he had no other clues for the time being, and he couldn't tell whether Tong Rongke was a ghost or a human, and he couldn't completely believe him.

He couldn't sleep now, so he came downstairs to replace the duty in the yard and asked Gu Liu to go back to sleep. Gu Liu nodded and went back to sleep.

Guliu is really a strange zombie. He also has human sleep needs. If he doesn't sleep well, he will even have dark circles under his eyes.

Xu Xuan glanced at the window on the first floor. Yuan Lifeng was sleeping in that bedroom.

The next afternoon, Yuan Lifeng took Xu Xuan and the others outside an ancestral hall.

At this time, the ancestral hall was already bustling with people. Many people from Tongjia Village who had gone out had returned. The power of the curse was still very strong. Even if you are not afraid, what about your descendants?It's always something to consider.

There are also some people who have settled in other provinces for many years and it will take time to return to Tongjia Village.

Xu Xuan walked in. The seats had already been set up in the ancestral hall.

On the top table, sitting in the middle is Tong Rongke. He is the current patriarch of the Tong family. It is a very unfamiliar title to modern people. Young people have seen it more often in some fantasy novels.

But in the Tong family, he has been preserved so truly, and everyone recognizes his status. But today is different. A young man stood up in the audience, pointed at him and said: "Today, in front of all of us, the Tong family, In front of us, tell me, is it the curse placed on us by your branch?"

Tong Rongke remained calm and calm. He glanced at the audience, his eyes lingered on Xu Xuan for a moment, and he said angrily: "Our family has been extinct for a long time. Why are you cursing you?"

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