Dream Maker [Rebirth]

Just when almost everyone had completely forgotten about that fortune teller, a white bone suddenly appeared like thunder on the ground, shaking the small town awake.

Suspected of plague, famous doctor visits.

The medicine and the stone are ineffective, and what comes is never returned.

Everything is exactly the same as Misang Yaoyue's previous narration, but this time it is no longer a verbal retelling, but a vivid presentation before her eyes.

Just when the Gu disease broke out violently and countless people began to fall down, Misang Yaoyue couldn't help but raised her hand to cover Zhong Wangyou's eyes.

This situation is so tragic that even Lu Ci, who has already personally experienced the mystery of the secret realm, is still shocked, let alone a boy who is only 13 years old.

But in fact, just covering the eyes is useless. The wailing wailing from the pain, the heart-piercing cries from the loss of a loved one, without exception, penetrated into the ears and pierced into the bottom of the heart, making people unable to avoid it. avoid.

In the end, it was Ji Wuzhou who took the lead in making the decision. With a twist of his wrist, he turned the magic staff and skipped the incomparably long period of the spread of Gu disease, stopping at the time when Huaiqian and his wife decided to send the child away after the city was closed.

Under the towering city wall, among the wild grass all over the place, countless people who were bleeding from all seven orifices but still alive rushed towards the canal one after another, digging in vain with their hands, leaning over and climbing tenaciously, but in the end they were powerless to widen it by even a single point. a cent.

Already coughing up blood, Ali stumbled forward, tried his best to push away those blocking people, pushed Huaiqian into the middle, and pushed the wooden basin in his hand into the drain.

The wooden basin swayed slightly, slowly flowing towards the city wall, and then gradually disappeared into the shadow under the city wall.

The husband and wife knelt down and stared at the gradually receding black shadow, their blood-tear-exchanging eyes filled with deep-seated nostalgia.

Lu Ci closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He knew that at this moment, the couple still had a sliver of life-saving hope in their hearts. They thought that even though they were hopeless, their child still had a chance.

Unfortunately, no.

When they opened their eyes again, there was no trace of the wooden basin that had gone downstream, but the husband and wife were still staring at the same place, as if they had turned into green grass in the bushes, forgetting time, sorrow and joy from then on.

The wind and clouds gather and disperse, and the sun sets on the west mountain.

Until the end of the moon, they finally seemed to have let go of all their vain obsessions, supported each other to stand up, and staggered back home.

The old things are still there, but the environment is no longer there.

The husband and wife who had been struggling for a long time could no longer even find the strength to reminisce, Huaiqian vainly walked to the edge of the bed and lay down slumped, while Ali knelt down beside the end of the couch unsteadily, with his head deep Buried deep between the crooks of the arms.

Everything around gradually began to become blurred, like a picture scroll with water stains blurred, and all the originally clear outlines were quietly blurred.

Luci and the others all understood in their hearts that this was because Huaiqian's mind had begun to go into a trance, and her memory also became less clear.

There is no need to read any further.

They already knew the outcome.

Lu Ci turned the staff to end the memory in front of him, retract the light net covering the wall, and restore everything to its original state.

The two skeletons on the couch still retain the last posture of memory, but they look so cold now that they have no flesh and blood.

The few people remained silent for a while, Ji Wuzhou shortened the staff and inserted it back to his waist, Zhong Wangyou shook his sore wrist from holding the staff too hard just now, and Lu Ci turned to him after a moment of silence Missang Yaoyue: "What do you think, Senior Sister?"

Whether it is the theft of the lice or the Gu disease in Sangcheng, they are inextricably linked with the Misang family, and Misang Yaoyue is already half of the person who experienced the Gu disease back then, and now Huaiqian's memory is equivalent to seeing it from another place. One direction filled the vacancy she didn't know, and at this time her views were bound to be more comprehensive than others.

Misang Yaoyue thought about it for a moment, and said rigorously: "The fortune teller is probably the Gu thief back then, otherwise there is no reason to predict the Gu trouble in advance. And his grandiose deeds in Sangcheng are not good. It seems to be aimless, I always feel that he is deliberately inducing those parents to send their children to the secret realm when they are suffering from Gu."

Lu Ci nodded, which was exactly the same as his previous speculation in memory. Now that his senior sister had the same idea, he became more certain in his heart.

"However," Misang Yaoyue said again, frowning and thinking, "Even if I know this, I still can't deduce the identity of this person. If it is really as we expected, his actions are all for the purpose of finally spreading the Gu disease to the secret realm, then What is his purpose of harming the secret realm so deliberately? I really can't think of anyone who attended the banquet back then would have such a deep hatred for the secret realm."

After saying this, she glanced at Ji Wuzhou abruptly: "If you hadn't left the island back then, the only person I could doubt at this moment would be you."

Lu Ci was taken aback by this sudden turn of the spear, and immediately realized why she had such an idea.

Apart from the children of the major families, the people who attended the banquet back then were only members of the same sect from the secret realm. Now that the Gu thief was targeting the secret realm, then among those who attended the banquet, the suspects on the fellow sects who had ties to the secret realm were obviously more serious. Much older than the children of the family.

However, who in the same sect might have such hatred for the secret realm?

Although there were occasional frictions between the same sects in the secret realm back then, most of them were just quarrels, and there were very few disputes that could rise to the level of hands-on, let alone deep-rooted hatred?Besides, even if it is to seek revenge because of hatred, it is only for the enemy's family, so why ruin the entire secret realm?

However, Ji Wuzhou is an exception.

Since he was three years old, he suffered a lot of harsh treatment and exclusion in the secret realm until he left the island. In the past 15 years, he has probably experienced more conflicts and contradictions than all his brothers and sisters combined.

If there is anyone in the same sect who might hate the entire secret realm, then everyone will probably think of him immediately.

Hearing Misang Yaoyue's words, Ji Wuzhou sneered, and said sarcastically: "The shit they did deserves me to spend so much effort planning revenge? Do you think highly of them?"

Faced with this obviously provocative attitude, Misang Yaoyue did not express any displeasure at all. After all, as she herself said, Ji Wuzhou had never left the island when the lice were stolen. No matter how the blame can be pinned on his head.

What she said just now was not an accusation, but she just wanted to show that she really couldn't think of other suspicious people for a while.

Lu Ci naturally heard the original intention of the senior sister, so he knew that there was no need to specifically defend Ji Wuzhou. At this time, he was more concerned about the fact that the clues seemed to have been interrupted so far, so how should he continue to investigate?

After pondering in silence for a long time, he finally suggested: "Should we check the memory of some more people? In case someone has met the fortune-teller, wouldn't we be able to see who he is?"

Hearing this, Misang Yaoyue's eyes lit up, but Ji Wuzhou was not so optimistic: "It is possible, but the length of the deceased's residual memory is roughly the same. Since the beginning of Huaiqian's memory is already It happened after the fortune-teller left, and the others may not be much earlier."

Lu Ci recalled briefly, and immediately remembered that in the first memory, the husband and wife did mention that the fortune teller had left the city. If the memory of other people's remaining memories also started at that time, then they would like to see the fortune teller in their memory Very unlikely sir.

However, at this moment, the few people were almost at an impasse, and they seemed to have no other choice but to try their luck with the dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Thinking of this, Ji Wuzhou decided not to throw cold water on him anymore: "Then go and try it, anyway, you are lucky, even if you don't see the fortune teller, you might encounter some unexpected harvest if you are not careful."

"Fortunate luck?" Zhong Wangyou, who was listening to the mist all the time, grasped a sentence he could understand, and hurriedly asked curiously, "Why did you get lucky? Did you drink Du Yunli?"

Lu Ci originally thought that Ji Wuzhou was just teasing him about the blind cat meeting the dead mouse at the "Eye Viewing Six Roads" stall in Qingzhou, but at this moment when he heard Zhong Wangyou's words, he was startled suddenly, and seemed to have something in his heart Thoughts flashed by.

However, before he could think about it, Misang Yaoyue urged: "Don't delay, it has already taken so long just to read this memory, and it will be dark after a few more delays."

When Zhong Wangyou heard this, he obediently shut up and didn't ask any more questions, and Lu Ci immediately nodded in agreement, and they immediately turned around and walked out of the house.

Just as he was about to step out of the threshold, Lu Ci caught a glimpse of a wooden box in the corner from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but pause in his footsteps: "Wait a minute."

The other three people also stopped immediately, but they didn't know why he stayed, until Lu Ci turned and walked towards the corner with only one wooden box, Ji Wuzhou and Misang Yaoyue suddenly realized what he was going to do. What.

That wooden box had appeared in Huaiqian's memory before, and it had only been opened once from the beginning to the end. When in the box.

Walking to the corner, Luci squatted down and broke off the rusted hasp on the box, and then easily lifted the lid.

Several people followed up and leaned over to take a look, and they saw that the book was lying crookedly next to a pile of old clothes. Because of the protection of the wooden box, it didn't even show many signs of yellowing on the pages.

Lu Ci reached out and took it out, glanced at the empty cover page and turned it inside.

As Huai Qian said, this book really records many little-known natural disasters and man-made disasters. In addition, it praises the secret realm at great length, describing it as a place where all disasters can be avoided.

However, it is no wonder that Ali suspects that these are all made up, because the author's words are bold, the description is exaggerated, and the explanation is so unbelievable that it is so sensational that it is outrageous.

——This fucking "Hundred Schools of Miscellaneous Notes" dare not write like this.

Luci sincerely slanders.

Seeing that it might be difficult to find any useful clues in this alarmist book, Lu Ci couldn't help but lose interest, and the original word-by-word careful reading quickly became ten lines at a glance.

The same is true for Misang Yaoyue and Ji Wuzhou, only Zhong Wangyou still watched it with gusto, amazed from time to time, and even anxiously said when Lu Ci was about to turn the page: "Wait, wait, I haven't finished it yet! "

Misang Yaoyue raised her hand and patted him on the head: "Don't mess around, you can wait until we finish checking, and no one will stop you when you take it home."

"Can you take it back?" Zhong Wangyou was immediately elated when he heard it, "Okay, I won't watch it, I will watch it slowly when I go back!"

The eyes of several people turned back to the book again, and the speed of turning pages of Luci also accelerated.

Just when they stopped focusing all their attention on the content, Missang Yaoyue suddenly caught a trace of strangeness in the shape and strokes of the characters: "This handwriting...why do I feel like I have seen it somewhere?"

Lu Ci raised his head suddenly: "Where is it?"

Misang Yaoyue frowned and meditated, muttering analysis while recalling: "I haven't had many opportunities to touch pen and ink since I returned to the southwest. It is nothing more than some ancient books and family ledgers passed down by my ancestors. The ledgers are all integrated by a special person. I know the handwriting very well, so it must not be him. As for the classics... just reading them occasionally will not make me feel familiar. Besides, those ancestors have passed away for an unknown how long, so it is impossible to write this thing. Anything else...then It can only be in the secret realm."

Hearing this conclusion, Lu Ci and Ji Wuzhou immediately reacted.

As Misang Yaoyue said, handwriting is definitely not something that can be impressed by seeing it once in a while. What makes people feel familiar must be seen several times.And when they were in the secret realm back then, the senior sisters assisted the master to review the homework ink scrolls of many high-level disciples on weekdays. In the repetition like this day after day, some people's handwriting will always become familiar.

"Can you be sure who it is?" Lu Ci asked.

Misang Yaoyue frowned and shook her head, obviously because the time was too long to make an accurate judgment.

Lu Ci was a little disappointed, but he quickly said with relief: "It's okay, although I can't be sure who it is, but at least the scope is smaller, isn't it?"

Back then, Misang Yaoyue hosted not only her senior brothers and sisters, but also senior brothers and sisters who left the island earlier than her.And when she took on the "big task" of assisting her master in marking in the secret realm, those fellow students who were older than her had already left the island, so naturally there would be no chance for her to review any homework that she was familiar with.After excluding this part, the range of fellow disciples who are still suspected is of course much smaller.

Missang Yaoyue nodded slowly, but her complexion looked a little more dignified than before, as if not only did she not feel relieved by the narrowing of the scope, but became more worried.

Lu Ci stared at her for a while, for some reason, he always felt that the senior sister's current appearance seemed to have some thoughts but he resisted saying it, so he tentatively asked: "What did the senior sister think of?"

"Huh?" Misang Yaoyue came back to her senses, looked up at him for a moment, then quickly shook her head and said, "No."

Seeing her denying it, Lu Ci couldn't ask any more questions. Seeing that they didn't seem to intend to waste any more time on this book, he simply closed the book and stood up.

Seeing this, Zhong Wangyou, who was waiting quietly, immediately stood up like a little wolf dog guarding food, staring at Luci with twinkling eyes, and almost shouted "Give it to me quickly".

Lu Ci laughed helplessly, and handed the book in his hand to him, but when he saw the hands he was meeting, he suddenly asked in doubt, "Huh? What about the family-seeking Gu?"

When the Seeking Family Gu crawled back from the couch earlier, Zhong Wangyou squatted down and picked it up, Lu Ci didn't pay much attention to it, as long as it was still in the boy's hands.

At this moment when Lu Ci asked such a question, Zhong Wangyou was also stunned, staring at his empty hands and blinking: "That's right, what about the relative-seeking Gu?"

As he said that, he quickly slapped himself up and down, then shook the front of his hand with one hand, and stretched his other hand behind his back to keep groping.

After a while, he suddenly let out an "Ah—" as if he had discovered something, twisted his body, raised his hand and reached into his back collar to fish it out: "Here, here—I caught it!"

His crooked appearance like catching fleas is really funny, and several people couldn't help laughing, but before they could react, they heard another exclamation: "Ah!!!"

This voice was so shrill that Misang Yaoyue immediately said nervously: "What's wrong?!"

Zhong Wangyou had a frowning brow and was about to cry: "It, it bit me..."

As he spoke, he slowly withdrew his hand from the back of his neck, and saw that there was something impressively pinched between his fingers gathered like chicken feet, which was the snow-white family-seeking Gu.

After he opened his fingers a little, several people took a closer look—oh, no wonder it wants to bite!The little spider's fragile legs were ruthlessly twisted into twists by the boy's tossing. At this time, his body curled up like a ball of broken thread, rolling from the boy's fingertips into the palm of his hand, and he was twitching violently. Trying to turn over.

Fortunately, this little spider is small in size and not too lethal. Although Zhong Wangyou was bitten by him, it only left a small hole the size of a pinhole on his fingertip, which barely leaked out. Just a drop of blood.

Seeing that the wound was only so small, Misang Yaoyue felt relieved and shook her head dumbfoundedly. She raised her hand to wipe away the blood bead for him, but unexpectedly, the little spider moved faster than her, and just turned over and passed away. As soon as he got up, he ran along his fingers to the side of the blood bead and stabbed it.

They were all unexpected, Qi Qi was bewildered, and in the next moment, the little spider twisted its buttocks and "spit" out the snow-white spider silk, and quickly spun around the boy's finger.

"It is...?" Lu Ci asked hesitantly, his tone full of uncertainty, because the behavior of this little spider is exactly the same as when it was "looking for relatives" before!

However, without waiting for anyone to answer, the little spider with its fingers tied dragged its spider silk and jumped onto the book in Luci's hand. Then, it slashed through the paper with claws and claws, and crawled through the paper like a tunnel. Squeezing to the edge of the page, then going back to the original place and burrowing into the gap again, it seems that the posture is to firmly connect the book with Zhong Wangyou's fingers!

In an instant, Lu Ci's mind was in a state of confusion, so that an extremely absurd idea came up.

Zhong Wangyou... and this book are blood relatives? !

This thought was too weird, and Lu Ci quickly realized how outrageous he was, but after thinking about it again, the conclusion he got was even more unbelievable.

——Searching Gu uses scent to find relatives, it will connect Zhong Wangyou with this book, probably because the book has the smell of his blood relatives, but Sister Luo never touched this book from the beginning to the end when she came to visit that day This book, but just glanced at it from a distance, how could there be her smell in the book?

Could it be... She touched this book before she came?

After a few thoughts, Lu Ci found that his thoughts became confused again.

At this moment, the family-seeking Gu that re-drilled out of the pages of the book dragged its spider silk and jumped up again, drawing an arc in the astonished eyes of several people, and leaped impartially onto Misang Yaoyue's wrist. Go around and fasten it tight!