Dangdang shop

The woman nailed to the screen wall does not know whether she is dead or alive, but judging from her figure, it should be said that she is at least in a coma, because anyone who is aware of pain will not hang all the weight of her body on the ground that has been trapped. Nails stuck, wounds torn above a crumbling pair of wrists.

"Save...Save..."

The woman seemed to be awakened by the noise and the sound of conversation when the two came in, and she could barely utter a word or two with a hoarse voice, as if she was begging for help.

"She's still alive?" Hu Cheng walked around Wang Dun, reached out and lifted Sadako's hairstyle hanging down the woman's face, revealing a pale, thin and sickly face inside.

"It's really her?" Hu Cheng saw it more clearly this time, as if he was telling Wang Dun, or talking to himself.

"Who? Ah!" Wang Dun took a closer look, and suddenly recognized this woman. Isn't this the so-called wife who drove the young mistress to death?

"Why is she here? She is also Mrs. Chastity, buried with the young mistress?" Wang Dun was puzzled. If these two enemies were buried together, ghosts would still be haunted during the daytime. Go to hell?

"I also think it's strange, let's go in and have a look." Hu Chengyi is a bold man, once his curiosity is mobilized, he is not afraid, and rushes in alone, Wang Dun also hurriedly followed.

"Oh, so it's here." It wasn't until he passed through the vertical flower gate and entered the second courtyard that Hu Cheng recognized the way.

"You recognize it too?"

"Well, just now you said that this place looks familiar, but I didn't recognize it because we crossed over to different people. This family has strict etiquette. When I go out, my sedan chair has to be carried to the second door. The girl and woman continued. Walking inside, you have almost no impression of the first time you enter the courtyard. And you are one of the bearers, so you should be a little familiar with this place. This is the courtyard where the emperor's head is raised, and death is like life, so you can't go wrong " Hu Cheng remembered that when he just passed through, he got off the sedan chair inside the hanging flower door, no wonder he was not so familiar with the scene outside.

"Let's take a look inside." Hu Cheng entered a hall next to the second courtyard. He has a very good memory. He still remembers that he seemed to continue to enter the inner house from the small study in the hall. He walked The posture was very fast, and Wang Dun followed behind. Although he also had long legs, he could hardly keep up with him.

"No." Hu Cheng was walking in front of Wu, and suddenly stopped without warning. Wang Dun was unprepared, and his whole body hit his strong back.

"I'm sorry." Hu Cheng turned around and pressed Wang Dun's shoulder to help him absorb the shock. He reached out and rubbed his blushing forehead very naturally from the back of his head.

"No, no, I'll do it myself." Wang Dun wanted to raise his hand several times, but was held down by Hu Cheng, and he had to rub and blow it, but it seemed to feel good. His eldest cousin Zhang Tao brought them with him when he was young. Growing up together is not so gentle. If someone has a headache, brain fever, cold and fever, he kicks and runs in the mountains. He sweats and covers the bed and rests for a night. a miracle.

I want a home ~ a place that doesn't need to be gorgeous ~ when I'm tired ~ I'll think of it

I want a home ~ a place that doesn't need to be big ~ when I'm scared ~ I won't be scared

Who wouldn't want a home~ but there are people who don't have it~ tears are streaming down their faces~ they can only gently wipe themselves

I envy him so much~ I can go home after being injured~ and I can only be alone~ looking for my home alone

Wang Dun's subconscious mind was singing for joy, and his eyes were fixed on Hu Cheng's itchy fingertips.

"What are you singing? It's very nice." Hu Cheng's tense face suddenly became vivid, with phoenix eyes curved and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Did I sing it?!" Wang Dun's face turned purple into a tomato pot. It was because he had been playing single for too long, and he kept talking to himself unknowingly, can't tell Hu Cheng, This is an age-exposing series, ah, but Hu Cheng's age can't be said to be so green, just look at his Nine-Tails, at least a few hundred.

"Well, are you in heat?" Hu Cheng said bluntly.

"No!" Wang Dun loudly denied guiltily, and suddenly remembered why he was hit with a concussion and turned into singing and dancing like he is now.

"By the way, why did you suddenly stop and say something wrong?" Wang Dun forcibly changed the subject.

"Oh, look at that bookshelf." Hu Cheng didn't pursue it any further, but pointed to a bookshelf full of thread-bound books behind the desk in the small study in the hallway.

"What's wrong?"

"When I first came here, I remember that there were books like the Analects of Confucius, Mencius, and Zhongyong University, but now." Hu Cheng turned to the back of the desk, took a book at random, and flashed it in front of Wang Dun's eyes.

""Hui Zhen Ji"?" Wang Dun looked at it. This set of books is indeed not suitable for placing in the study outside. Embarrassed.

"I'm afraid there are still more." Hu Cheng said, reaching out and looking through again, and it seemed that he had gained again.

""Peony Pavilion"? The taste of the owner of this study changes quite quickly." Hu Cheng looked at the play in his hand, and suddenly, one of his juniors once told him a piece of market news, which has always been hundreds of years old. The situation before.

"When the Peony Pavilion was first staged, it also performed in the compound of the Shenzhai, but after a while, it was banned in several states and counties. Do you know this?"

"Well, I know. It was still a sensational hot search in the society back then." Wang Dun blurted out his answer, and then felt that something was wrong. They were two young guys, and they looked like shirtless people watching people play chess in the alley. The old man, happy to meet with a glass of dirty wine, how many things in ancient and modern times are laughed and talked →_→.

"I have a grandson who went to the world to become an actor because he was good-looking. He knew the inside story. It turned out that it was because the Peony Pavilion was widely circulated among the boudoirs. Many amorous ladies admired Du Liniang even though they Death is still alive and free, and one after another followed suit, hunger strike to commit suicide, because of this, the local government banned the show."

Ti Liusun is the grandson of how many lifetimes, wait, is Hu Cheng married?Wang Dun suddenly felt that he was hallucinating, as if he heard a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

"It's my Tang clan." Hu Chengmi smiled, reached out and patted Wang Dun's shoulder, and put the Peony Pavilion in his hand back to its original place.

Did I ask you?Do I need you to comfort me?Then again, although your sweet smile is pretty, why am I so upset? !Wang Dun was half complaining in his head, and he quickly touched his thin lips subconsciously. Fortunately, he didn't move, otherwise I would be a dead person.

"However, this room seems to be an outside study room. It was originally a place where the masters and young masters of the family met guests. It would make sense if they put some four books and five classics, saying poems and cloud, but what the hell is the blatant release of banned books now?" Wang Dun Rubbing his face, he changed the subject.

"What you said is that even if ordinary people want to read these books, they will only put them in the inner study, unless..."

"unless?"

"Unless this place is rearranged according to someone's preferences." Hu Cheng looked back and looked at the first yard they entered, and seemed to be able to hear the mournful cry for help from the disheveled woman who was nailed to the screen wall. Looking down at the volume in his hand, he seemed to understand something.

"Someone's preferences?"

"It's not as simple as a tomb here, I'm afraid it's the subconscious space of that young lady." Hu Cheng frowned. I really didn't expect this weak girl who had no strength to restrain a chicken and was powerless to return to heaven when she was alive. After death, he retained such a powerful spiritual power, and created a brand new world in his tomb out of thin air!

"This really echoes that sentence, rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests." Wang Dun seemed to be talking to himself.

"Huh?" Hu Cheng raised his eyebrows, questioning the common saying he quoted.

"Ah, I mean, the rabbit bites when it's in a hurry." Wang Dun lost his mind just now and said what he was thinking, and quickly waved his hand to show that he made a mistake and said it again.

"That's true. The more wronged and wronged you are, the stronger the spiritual power behind you will be. This is the reason why the so-called action force and reaction force are equal. It's just that this girl's ability to copy the real world is a bit too strong. It seems It was because he was still being suppressed by something that he bounced back so hard." Hu Cheng squinted his eyes and carefully noticed the atmosphere around him, but he didn't feel the soaring resentment, but there was a kind of eagerness to try.

"Let's take a look inside." Hu Cheng walked away as he spoke with great mobility. Wang Dunga didn't say any objection, so he had to follow Hu Cheng in.

The pattern in the back is not much different from the dream they entered before, but the two of them wandered around in the big courtyard four or five times, but they didn't find any flaws.

"Have we been here before?" Just as the two of them passed the watchman's dormitory again, Wang Dun finally couldn't help pointing to the place where he used to live. He was quite familiar with the environment here. Yes, further on is the bathhouse, that is, the sad place where he was seen by Hu Cheng. They have wandered around the vicinity three or four times, if he remembers correctly.

"You mean, this is a labyrinth?" Hu Cheng turned around and looked at Wang Dun with a serious expression.

Maze is a spell that foxes are good at. If it is cast in a certain place, humans within the designated area will never be able to go out, and all people and things around them will also migrate into a parallel world, and they will not be able to touch and be locked up at all. The person inside is also unable to contact the human beings in the real world. If the fox wants to, he can imprison this person to death, and he will never be able to get out of the maze he has set.

But now, as a fox, he is fascinated by the spiritual world of human beings.

"Joke!" Hu Cheng sneered, and Wang Dun was shocked.