Ruins of the past

The sky's purple light filled the field of vision, and countless lights and shadows passed quickly.

Chu Qiguang only felt that his body seemed to have spanned an infinite distance, and in the purple light that protected him, he seemed to be able to vaguely see characters flowing around.

The characters were like clouds and smoke, a font that Chu Qiguang had never seen before, but for some reason, a kind of enlightenment surged in his heart, allowing him to understand the meaning of these words.

"Secrets of the Purple Mansion."

Along with this enlightenment, the purple light flourished, and Chu Qiguang felt as if his brain had been hit hard in an instant, and he fainted.

…

Chu Qiguang blinked his eyes and looked at the plain land not far away, the crooked mud houses, the barren farmland, and the men and women working the land, and countless thoughts flowed through his heart.

This is already the fifth day he has entered this body.

In the past five days, there has been no electricity, no Internet, and no mobile phones. All I can see is a scene of an ancient rural area.

'Oh, why did I end up in such a crappy place? I have struggled on earth for so long and made so much money... and then it's gone, it's all gone. ’

'And that guy Zhou Bai... he owes me so much money and hasn't paid it back. I originally wanted to get him to pay for my company's debt, but now it's an advantage for him. ’

Chu Qiguang touched his chest. The more he thought about it, the more painful it became. He could only focus on the world in front of him again.

‘Secret of the Purple Mansion…what on earth is that? Send me here, can you send me back? But where is the secret of Zifu? ’

Unfortunately, except for the purple light and the special words he saw during the previous time travel, Chu Qiguang never saw any other clues. He had no clue about the so-called secrets of the Zi Mansion.

During the five days, Chu Qiguang did not dare to do anything unusual. He just browsed the memories brought by this body and carefully did what the owner of this body, Ergou, would do in the past. , while carefully observing the village in front of him.

It seems that because Ergou's memory and Chu Qiguang's memory are well integrated, he is very adaptable to the world in front of him without revealing any flaws.

"This seems to be a rural village in an ancient society."

"Judging from the starry sky at night, the Polar Star, Orion, Sirius...all the familiar constellations are nowhere to be found. I'm afraid this place is no longer the Earth."

"Sigh, I can't think of a way to go back in this case... It's better to think about how to improve the quality of life now. The life here is really too hard. At least we have to solve the problem of food and clothing first, and we can't not have enough to eat every day."

There is no air conditioning, no internet...no food, no warmth, and the current living environment is too harsh for Chu Qiguang, who has enjoyed the best life in his life. He desperately wants to improve the situation.

And with Chu Qiguang's meticulous observation, he could feel that the world in front of him was indeed very different from the one he lived in in the past.

When he walked to the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village, he saw several old people in the village sitting under the tree, and there were five or six young men standing around, listening expectantly to the stories told by the old people.

Chu Qiguang also found a seat and sat down casually. In addition to Ergou's memory, the old people in the village bragging and spanking every day was another channel for him to understand the world.

An old farmer with gray hair and wrinkles on his face like ravines waved his cattail fan and sighed: "Have you heard about the corpse murder case in Boxing County?"

Seeing the people around him shaking their heads, the old farmer said with a smile on his face: "This is what I heard from the steward when I went to the grain store in the county to sell grain. It was said that there is a store called Changle store in Boxing County. The village is located on the main road going south. In the past, there were many hotels and restaurants, and it gradually became a climate..."

A young man couldn't help but said: "Uncle Gen, please stop talking about this. Who doesn't know the origin of the Changle store? It's better to quickly tell us what the corpse case is about." Other young people also urged him.

Seeing their anxious looks, Gen Bo smiled slightly, deliberately slowed down, which whetted everyone's appetite, and then continued: "There is an old man surnamed Cai in Changle store, and he and his son set up shop on the roadside. An inn, specifically for traveling merchants to stay. That day, three regular merchants and a poor scholar who was on his way came to stay, but the inn was full..."

That night, after pleading with the four people, Mr. Cai thought about a house and took them to another hut.

Behind the dim oil lamp in the room, I saw a tent covering the bed board, and a black cloth covering a person on the bed board. It was Old Man Cai's daughter-in-law who had just passed away. At this moment, in the morgue, his son had not returned from purchasing a coffin.

Walking a few steps further into the house, there is a connecting couch inside. The four of them were quite tired from running around, and they didn't care that there were still dead people in the room. They lay down on the bunk, their breathing gradually became thicker, and they fell into a deep sleep.

One of the scholars named Song was half asleep when he suddenly heard a noise on the coffin bed. When he opened his eyes, he saw that under the oil lamp, the black cloth on the coffin bed was slowly lifted, and a blue and purple palm stretched out. out.

I saw the female corpse uncovering the black cloth, getting out of bed and walking to the bunk bed. Her face was still covered with a layer of white gauze, and her face could not be seen clearly. All she could see was that the white hairs under her neck were trembling, and they seemed to be growing outward.

The female corpse came to the side of the shop, leaned down and blew on the merchant. Then she opened her mouth and bit her neck and sucked up the blood. The man who had been blown away seemed to have completely passed out, letting his flesh and blood be slowly absorbed. Suck.

Song was greatly frightened when he saw this scene, and kicked the people next to him hard, but saw that they were motionless.

Seeing the female corpse blowing on the second person again, Song couldn't bear it anymore, screamed, jumped out of bed, walked out barefoot, and ran away from the house.

Song was running and shouting, but no one was found in the village. He was afraid that the female corpse would catch up with him, so he ran towards the county as hard as he could and reached the Taoist temple on the outskirts of the city, where he hurriedly knocked on the door.

A Taoist priest in the temple opened the door and asked him what was going on. Song told him what had happened, and the Taoist priest asked him to lead the way.

When he returned to the house again, he saw the female corpse leaning over and biting the third merchant's neck.

The person who reported the news, Song, was lying aside and sleeping soundly.

Seeing himself lying on the bunk, Song was stunned. The Taoist priest immediately slapped his palm and shouted: "Go back quickly."

After a while, the world was spinning. When Song woke up again, he had returned to the bed. He looked up and saw that the female corpse had been decapitated by the Taoist priest with a sword and fell beside him.

After listening to Uncle Gen's story, a young man asked curiously: "Then how did Scholar Song become two people?"

Another young man on the side said: "I think this scholar Song was scared out of his mind. The soul left the body and just ran to the temple to find the Taoist priest."

"Uncle Gen, do you know what is going on?"

While several teenagers were discussing, a bald foreigner wearing linen clothes and straw sandals came under the banyan tree at some point.

He found an empty seat and sat down, looking at Gen Bo with a smile, as if he was also waiting for the other party's answer.

Gen Bo said calmly: "Once the soul leaves the body, it is dead. How can there be a chance to seek help from a Taoist temple? This scholar devotes himself to Taoism on weekdays and prays to Taoist Xuanyuan day and night. Only then did the Taoist spirit appear. He could have his dream come to the Taoist temple that night and seek help from the Taoist priest in the temple."

After listening to what Uncle Gen said, everyone understood and felt that their curiosity had been satisfied. Some people lamented that scholars are lucky, while others lamented that Taoist Master Xuanyuan is indeed efficacious and that Taoist priests have great powers.

The foreigner who had been listening quietly on the side suddenly smiled and said, "My husband, you told the story wrong."