Inside the High Wall [Quick Transmigration]

Summer nights are dry, and there are many will-o'-the-wisps in the wilderness, which flicker on and off.

Zheng Zhao walked among the yellow dust and white grass, and stopped in front of a tomb after a while.There is no inscription in front of the tomb, and the weeds on the tomb are sparse. A broken coffin is exposed in the west and south gaps, and the moonlight casts a clear light.He stretched out his hand to touch Qinghui, his fingertips gradually became the same color as the moonlight, bent down and knocked on the coffin, and said softly: "It's getting dark."

The rotten coffin was naturally filled with dry bones. Hearing this sound, the yellow and black dry bones scattered on the coffin board actually started to move? He got up, staggered out of the coffin, and then sat on the ground to bask in the moonlight.

The moonlight should shine on the earth selflessly, but the light around it is stronger than other places, as if it sucks the moonlight from other places to make the moonlight there weak.

This is the cultivation method of spirit monsters, taught by Zheng Zhao.

Leaving the deep sea and opening your eyes again, it should be the human world, but this human world is not like the human world.After thinking for a long time, they realized that this was indeed the human world, but they were no longer human beings, but a worm born among rotten wood.Although it is not a mayfly that lives and dies in the morning and evening, it can't live for seven days.Fortunately, he is still conscious, and still vaguely remembers the cultivation method of Immortal Hanzhi.Trying to swallow the wind and spit out the moon, I gradually don't know the time? Day and age.

At this moment, there was a sudden movement on the side of the rotten wood, and the skeleton protruded out of the skull. Only then did he realize that the rotten wood was actually a coffin board.

There are three types of difficulties in non-human cultivation, and the first difficulty is to open spiritual wisdom.How to open spiritual wisdom, this question is like human beings? When human beings trace the origin of their own consciousness, there are only various guesses and no clear answers.Even so, they also had to face the fact that because of their own cultivation, the dry bones in the coffin actually gave birth to wisdom, ignorant and naive like a baby, but this baby grew up a little frighteningly.

He spent a hundred years teaching this dry bone to practice, and another hundred years to cultivate a human body, so he became the current strange state, a bug and a handful of dry bones living next to each other.Fortunately, although they have no long-term possessions, they still have plenty of time.

After all, one day in the sky is ten years in the human world, and their ten years are calculated according to the sky.The system is a word game, counting three thousand years in the human world.

Maybe after this experiment is over, even if he is liberated, he can't be called a human being anymore.

The skeleton sat on the ground next to the coffin, twisted its waist, and stretched out its trembling hands to chase the streamer in the air. After catching it several times, the streamer slipped away from the cracks in the bones. He smashed a hole out of his own grave, and even dropped sawdust along with the coffin board.Sawdust fell on the bone, and it was cleaned with difficulty, just looking up to see Zheng Zhao sitting on the coffin.

The coffin was rotten and disfigured, but he sat there effortlessly, looking extraordinarily light.

Zheng Zhao grabbed Liu Guang casually and sent it to the skull.The skeleton saw the trembling cold light, and hurriedly moved over to suck it into the bone.After the twilight, the yellow and black bones seemed to be a little white.This cold glow is the essence of the sun and the moon that it managed to condense tonight, and it almost ran away from it.

The skeleton grabbed the corner of Zheng Zhao's clothes and got up, twitched, raised his jaw, and asked enviously, "When will I be able to cultivate a human body?"

Zheng Zhao said, "Wait until you can see the sunlight."

"I don't like the sun, why do I have to bask in the sun, can't I just bask in the moon?" The skeleton grumbled complainingly, and then asked quickly, "Is that Taoist still at the bottom of the mountain today?"

Zheng Zhaodao: "Still in the village."

The skeleton said angrily: "He? Why hasn't he left yet? What are you doing here? God? God? Eat and drink for free."

Zheng Zhaodao: "He? He was invited by the villagers to do something."

The skeleton's lower jaw and skull clicked again, "We haven't seen any ghosts yet, how do they know there are ghosts? That Taoist priest must be lying. When I see that Taoist priest, I will definitely jump out. It's so scary." him?

Zheng Zhao was silent for a moment, turned to look at the woods, and said, "Then you get ready."

"What?" Hearing these words, the skeleton suddenly turned its skull behind its back, two green ghost fires jumped in its eyes, and stared straight at the woods, only to see that there were also two fires.

With a "slap", the two green will-o'-the-wisps in the skull's eyes were extinguished, and it stretched out its knuckles in disbelief and pointed to the woods, "That's..."

"The Taoist priest you want to see." Zheng Zhao got up and left after speaking.

Seeing Zheng Zhao disappearing in front of him, and hearing footsteps from a distance, the sitting skeleton fell directly to the ground, and the dead bones scattered all over the ground in an instant.A few of the bones were quietly moved, as if they were bitten and discarded by wild dogs out of the coffin.

"Taoist? This is the place. There is only this deserted grave near our village." The man who carried the lamp at the head stopped before reaching the deserted grave, turned and said to the back.

He? The man behind him? Also holding a lantern in his hand, hidden in the dark place, he couldn't see his appearance clearly. He was wearing a yellow Tai Chi gossip suit and wearing a Zhuangzi scarf. He didn't look too rich, but he wasn't too poor either. It's not like eating and drinking in the village below.

The yellow-robed Taoist priest nodded and started pacing around the entire cemetery.When passing the broken coffin, they paused for a while, but did not stop. Instead, they stepped over the dry bones scattered on the ground, as if deliberately not to step on them.

Zheng Zhao looked at this side from the branch, and saw that the Taoist priest was gradually moving away from the place where the bones were, so he returned to the original place.

"Not here." The Taoist frowned and said, "Although there are evil spirits here, there are absolutely no ghosts."

The villagers said in surprise: "How is it possible?"

The Taoist shook his head and said, "You say you see ghosts in the village. People? They all saw them. They must be ghosts. I have stayed in your village for a long time. I haven't seen any ghosts, not even ghosts. .If you still don’t find it after searching today, I can only forgive you for your poor way and superficial practice, and return the money to you.”

The villagers looked anxious and said, "Everyone in the village has seen it before, and they haven't lied to the Taoist priest. We haven't seen that ghost appear in the past few days, and we all know it. Most likely, the ghost is afraid of the Taoist priest. It’s no wonder Taoist priests just hid. Fajin doesn’t need to retreat, Taoist priest? Save it for a few more rituals, we are really afraid that Taoist priest? After leaving, the ghost will appear again.”

This is true and earnest, Taoist Priest in Huangpao? Hearing this, there is no other way but to keep looking, so he said, "Let's change the place."

When the villagers saw the Taoist priest? Promised, he hurriedly said, "Where are you going?"

The Taoist said: "I can only go to your field."

According to the folklore of Nanjun, after people die, they bury their graves in the field at home, which is called cemetery.

The villagers seemed to be hesitant when they heard the words, and said after a while: "Then go to my house first, the most east end, you can look at each place."

After talking about him? Turn around and leave.

"Wait." The Taoist stopped him, "Put some pastries and fruits here."

When the villagers looked back, they didn't quite understand it, but when they saw the deserted graves all over the ground, they recalled it.He said with a bit of reluctance: "I don't know what year and month the graves here are. The old man in the village said that when we moved here, these graves were here and have nothing to do with us."

"Leave half of it." The yellow-robed Taoist priest said, "I came here in the middle of the night to disturb someone's house."

The villagers looked at the head of the Tao? Saying this, they didn’t insist anymore. They untied the parcels they were carrying, and bent over to place a fruit cake on each grave, “They are all deserted graves, and they are considered to accumulate virtue. Bless this autumn? .”

The scent of melons, fruits and pastries made the dead bones on the ground turn for a while, and then it felt two eyes staring at itself, one familiar and the other unfamiliar, so scared that it dared not move again. .

After setting out the fruit and cakes, the villagers quickly put their burdens on their backs, ran back to the Taoist priest, and asked, "I seem to have heard something just now?"

Daoist? Said: "Snakes and rats in the mountains."

The villagers were instantly relieved when they heard this, and stretched out their shrunken necks, "Master Daoist, shall we go now?"

The Taoist priest nodded, looked at the deserted cemetery and said, "Practice is not easy, so don't harm people." After speaking, he turned and led the villagers to the east.

When the lights disappeared into the night, the white bones on the ground started to move, but did not form a shape, and rolled directly towards the melon and fruit cake on the grave.

"It smells so good." After smoking one by one from the graves, the white bones collapsed on the ground and let out an intoxicated sigh. After a while, they moved? Picked up the bones and assembled themselves into a skeleton.

Zheng Zhao walked from the forest, holding a lamp in his hand, the style was similar to that of the villagers, but this lamp passed through many tombs with him, but did not encounter any obstacles, so he knew it was an illusion .

"I really want to be a human? Ah." The skeleton stretched out a bony finger and tried to poke the somewhat shriveled fruit. "If you can eat it, it will definitely taste better than smoking it."

Zheng Zhao didn't answer it, because he couldn't eat the fruit, and the fruit didn't look delicious.

"Hey, what do you call my name?" Bone looked down at his ribs and said, "I'm not a ghost, a human? Even house ghosts don't have bodies. I'm not a zombie. Zombies all have bodies."

"It's better that you clearly know that you are a monster." Bone walked back to his grave unsteadily, squatting on the top of his grave, trying to see something from it, "Then who do you say I am?"

Zheng Zhao looked at it, and a gust of wind came and blew out the lanterns of the audience.

He? Originally wanted to say that the owner of this tomb? He had already entered reincarnation, and those past events had nothing to do with this bone, but in the end he didn't say a word.

He? Knows that this bone is not asking about the life of the owner of the tomb, but who is it, where did it come from, and where is it going?

Zheng Zhaohua turned into a firefly and landed on the bone's shoulders. He couldn't answer these questions, because he didn't know where he was going?

The so-called time? Can you go back to the moment you left?

Although they seem to still be able to feel the residual warmth of the blue bird candlestick in their hands, that world is already far away for them.

The claustrophobic small courtyard, the dripping heavy rain, and the dark sky.

What can he do when he goes back?

Leaving that small courtyard, walking into the heavy rain, looking back at the only memories of the past, and then leaving that world?

In that world he? had no one to miss, no unfulfilled wishes, he lived only because he didn't die.

Will death be the end of everything?

Bai Gu squatted in front of the grave, with a small yellow flower at his feet and a firefly on his shoulder.

"I want to go to him? Find out who he is."

"Maybe find out who I am."

Zheng Zhao said, "Okay, I'll go with you."

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