It hurts to smash a ghost with gold

In the next second, there was a dizziness accompanied by a subtle transition, and Qiao Jin saw the dilapidated thatched roof in front of him.

"So short?" Jokin complained unconsciously.

Yun Mao laughed from the side: "You really slept like hell."

"Wow?" Qiao Jin got up, looking at the two people around him with hatred, "You still said I was dead, I couldn't wake you up yesterday."

"Why are you screaming?" Yun Mao frowned exaggeratedly, "Sleeping like a dead pig, I can't wake up even if I kick it."

Qiao Jin slowly clenched his fists, with an inexplicable aggrieved expression on his face: "He Ziyue knocked on the door yesterday, and she was exactly as cold as you said, and I went out for a run with her."

Liang Yueyang cast a strange look.

"You must be dreaming." Yun Mao said with a determined face, "I can assure you that you didn't get up at all yesterday."

When Yun Mao said it with a serious face, Qiao Jin couldn't help but doubt it, the memory was too clear, he hugged his head: "It may be a dream, but it's very real, it was... when He Ziyue was still a human? "

When it's human?Yun Mao couldn't help but blinked in a daze.

"It's a memory!" Qiao Jin roared fiercely, "It's the memory of this village, and He Ziyue is their saint."

Yun Mao cast his eyes on Liang Yueyang hesitantly, and said softly, "Memory fragments? Where did they come from?"

"Are we stupid together?" Qiao Jin smiled wryly, looking at the two with speechless eyes, "Where are the people in the village?"

Liang Yueyang's eyes were instantly clear, and he slapped his palm on his forehead, making him really stupid.

"It's all dead." Yun Mao's thoughts were still short-circuited.

"Why are they all dead?" Jokin asked, but was laughed at by his own question.

Yun Mao replied dissatisfied: "What are you laughing at, who can live for 300 years?"

"Then... what about their descendants?" Qiao Jin smiled helplessly, "People are reproduced. Could it be that only men or women were left after death? There are still children who will grow up."

Shit... Yun Mao sneered, there might be a whole pig in his head.

Liang Yueyang came over and pointed at Qiao Jin's shoulder: "This thing may be a memory fragment."

That black block.Qiao Jin raised his eyes to stare at Liang Yueyang, and when he pulled off his collar, the black mark had disappeared.

"Why don't we go bump again today and see if we can dream?" Qiao Jin said jokingly.

It's daylight, but it's still early.They listened to Qiao Jin's hasty talk about the scene in the dream, and the soldiers divided into three ways to find the well.

Whether the village is big or not, it is not small.When Qiao Jin was wandering, he bumped into He Ziyue.

"Ah, you are so early?" He Ziyue tilted her head, the corners of her mouth raised, as if she was still a student.

Qiao Jin curled his lips and asked uncertainly: "It's not too early?" His mobile phone was turned off yesterday.

"It's early," He Ziyue drifted over, "It took more than an hour to get busy over there."

"Over there?" Qiao Jin looked over, and it would take an hour or two for people who entered the scenic spot to climb to the finish line in the early morning. "Did you often go to the scenic spot to play?"

"Yeah." He Ziyue put on her skirt, with a look of recollection, "I still want to go, but I can't make it through."

What is she like?Qiao Jin stared fixedly at He Ziyue, she looked innocent and lonely, beautiful and kind.

"Why did the people in the village die?" Qiaojin asked slowly, "Why didn't they leave any descendants? And how did you appear?"

"They are not in good health." He Ziyue frowned and raised her head, looking into Qiao Jin's eyes without hesitation, "Me? They prayed for the health of the village, and the power of thought gave birth to me."

"you……"

He Ziyue directly interrupted Qiao Jin's next question, saying, "Then I hid the village, and they died one after another."

"So simple?" Qiao Jin couldn't help but licked his lower lip, his brows were tangled.

"It's that simple!" He Ziyue emphasized her tone, flicked her sleeves with sullen cheeks, and stared at Qiao Jin fiercely.

After Liang Yueyang came for a while, he saw that the two of them were staring at each other non-stop. He turned his eyes away and approached helplessly.

"Are you here for the merit board?" He Ziyue frowned, rushed over and hugged Liang Yueyang's arm.

This action naturally made Qiaojin raise his eyebrows, and hurried forward.

"Let me see." He Ziyue pinched Liang Yueyang's finger, "Where is it?"

Seeing He Ziyue's unstable spirit body and the energy frozen in it, Liang Yueyang understood most of it.Qiao Jin aggressively pushed her arm away: "Don't touch it randomly."

"Have you seen your own corpse?" Liang Yueyang asked softly, as if afraid of breaking a clay doll.

He Ziyue turned her head angrily: "Why are you so strange? I already said that I am a spirit! Use a merit board to prove it?"

"I found the well." Liang Yueyang stared at He Ziyue closely, "Do you dare to go and have a look with me?"

"Well?" He Ziyue's eyes flickered.She remembered that she had just hidden the village, a gentle man looked at her affectionately, his eyes were like whirlpools: "Don't go to the well, forget where it is."

Qiao Jin was shocked to find that there seemed to be a double image on He Ziyue's body.

"Spirits and ghosts cannot merge." Liang Yueyang murmured, grabbing her wrist suddenly, "He Ziyue, you are not the same as her, wake up."

"The ghost of the saint is in her body?" Jokin could see that something dark was about to move in her thin, almost transparent body. How did he do it?

He Ziyue's eyes became clearer, she touched her cheek, and said awkwardly, "I'm in a trance again?"

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief.However, He Ziyue suddenly got into trouble. She grabbed Liang Yueyang's clothes, her bitter face softened, and she begged, "I'm about to disappear, you want me to use my merit board?"

"It will hurt you." Liang Yueyang refused with a firm face. Seeing that the person in front of him was already pale, he took a deep breath, "There is a ghost hidden in your body."

He Ziyue was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled: "Are you kidding me?"

"I'll take you to a place." Qiao Jin said to her, and looked up at Liang Yueyang, "Let's go and verify it."

He Ziyue couldn't figure it out, and followed them angrily, and kept touching Yun Mao on the way.

Seeing that there is a cave under the stone wall, He Ziyue was so surprised that she floated in place many times without touching the ground: "Impossible, I used to be here all the time, there is no cave at all."

"Here is a special restriction against you." Liang Yueyang led the way. Now things are a little clearer, but there is a lack of a core figure. Who did all this?

The plants in the hole were all wrapped up again, and Jokin couldn't open it even after poking a few times.

He Ziyue walked towards the crystal coffin step by step as if attracted, followed closely by Yun Mao, who had never been before.

"Are they sharing their lives?" Qiao Jin, who was standing on the periphery, asked Liang Yueyang secretly, "Everything hurts?"

"No." Liang Yueyang shook his head, "If you hurt the ghost, you will definitely hurt the spirit. When the spirit dies, the ghost will come out."

Qiao Jin gritted his teeth immediately: "Is this a protective case?"

He Ziyue, who walked to the coffin, looked at the corpse in the coffin that was exactly like her own, and she lost her soul for a moment. Her lively face was stained with a little sadness, and when everyone was unprepared, she suddenly pushed the coffin open. build.

The coffin lid flew to his feet, and Yun Mao screamed unexpectedly.

As soon as this action came out, the ice coffin began to emit light.

"Memory fragments?" Jokin's eyes widened. Are these fragments attached to the coffin?

Several plants that were hit by the coffin lid slowly opened their petals.

"They are about to open!" Qiao Jin looked at more and more streamers, a little panicked, "If the number is too large, will there be a threat?"

Liang Yueyang took a step forward and reached out to hold a handful of floating objects. He closed his eyes and then let go of his hand. The palm was delicate and there was no black spot at all.

"Still picking someone?" Qiao Jin rubbed his palm, and couldn't help but cursed secretly, did he mean it for himself?

He Ziyue reached out to touch the corpse in the coffin in a daze.In fact, she is also envious of others, but it is a pity that she has no body.

"Ah—" An extremely tragic cry erupted in the small space.

As soon as Qiao Jin turned his head, he saw Yun Mao dragging He Ziyue to him in embarrassment.He Ziyue slumped softly, as if she had lost all her strength.

"Those things are not friendly to her." Yunmao, sweating profusely, put her by the wall.

Liang Yueyang closed her eyes: "Death, resentment...very heavy, but it is absolutely impossible for plants to emit these things?"

"I saw a lot of people stretching out their arms to me," He Ziyue's eyes dimmed, "They said I killed them."

"It's blood." Qiao Jin turned his gaze away, "Where did the blood come from?"

Liang Yueyang's fingers trembled, as if he remembered something: "Blood is siphoned up from the ground...well!" Only a well or a cellar has enough depth.

"What you said made me feel cold." Qiao Jin looked at him bitterly, "Isn't it a blood well?"

Liang Yueyang's expression was complicated: "If there are hundreds or thousands of wronged souls here." We can't hold back.

While they were talking, the streamer actually drifted from the inner room to the cave passage.There seem to be thousands of fireflies flying in the air.

"Impossible." Yun Mao interjected, "If there is, we will definitely be able to sense it. It couldn't happen yesterday, but it will definitely happen today. The guardian spirit of the village is already weak and can't cover anything up."

That being the case, it is time to look at the well.

Seeing Liang Yueyang's gaze drop, Qiao Jin immediately bent his body and held He Ziyue with his back: "I'm coming, let's go." With a movement of He Ziyue's body, Liu Guang seemed to have a target suddenly, and rushed towards him in unison.

Holding these things just now did not hurt, Liang Yueyang blocked at the end, Liu Guang went around perfectly and quickly along the trajectory of his body.

"Jin Zi, run fast." Liang Yueyang frowned. He didn't have any dense weapons around him, not even a coat, so he couldn't stop these little things for a while.