Ghost of Rebirth

Of course, no one paid any attention to Zhang Nanchen, using the badly said line, "No one will come to rescue you if you scream and break your throat", but Zhang Nanchen, who has never had much perseverance, chose to persevere this time.

He knocked for 1 minute when no one came, and knocked for 1 minutes when no one came for 10 minutes. Finally, he finally managed to break his throat.

The distraught Zhang Nanchen rested for a while, stared at the tightly locked wooden door in the dark, silently stepped back a few steps, and then shot viciously at the wooden door like a small cannonball bursting out of the chamber. go out.

Of course it hurts when the not-so-strong half of his body hit the solid wooden door, but this kind of physical pain is nothing compared to the panic in his heart.

After hitting ten times with perseverance, Zhang Nanchen felt that the skeleton of his whole body was about to fall apart. At the same time, he heard the ugly creaking sound of the bolt of the old-fashioned wooden door, as if he was about to be unable to bear his violence.

Zhang Nanchen took another deep breath, then let it out vigorously, and hit the door with all his strength for the last time.

This time, the wooden door did not forcefully bounce him back, but opened with a bang. Zhang Nanchen, who used too much force, plunged to the ground without any surprise, and fell heavily under a person's feet.

Youxuan looked at Zhang Nanchen coldly, holding a candlestick in his right hand, and a yellow flame the size of soybeans danced in his hand.

Zhang Nanchen got used to the not-so-strong light before he could see the surrounding environment clearly. You Xuan was still dressed in a white robe and long hair, with a serious expression on his face, as if he was very dissatisfied with himself.

"You made me fall asleep."

"How do you look like you are sleeping?" Zhang Nanchen retorted and got up from the ground.

"Already woke up." You Xuan said.

"You might as well lie to a ghost."

Zhang Nanchen was obviously in a bad mood because he had something on his mind, and he didn't want to play riddles with You Xuan: "What do you know, tell me."

"Will you believe what I say?"

"Just tell me, whether you believe it or not is up to me." Zhang Nanchen rolled his eyes at him.

"Why should I tell you?" You Xuan said and started to walk back.

"You fucker!" Zhang Nanchen finally broke out, followed Youxuan's buttocks and began to speak fast, "You illegally detained, intentionally hurt and abused, and didn't even give me food except for a sip of water. Let you tell me something that makes me happy Is it that difficult?"

While exploding, he tried to pull Youxuan's sleeve.

But although Youxuan's footsteps didn't seem to be fast or slow, they walked very fast. Zhang Nanchen had to trot all the way to keep up, and he never managed to grab his little hand.

The two of them went downstairs without knowing it, went out, and came to the barren grass at the entrance of the small building.

You Xuan finally stopped, put the candlestick in his hand on the grass, and sat down cross-legged, and then the old monk remained motionless as if in samadhi.

Zhang Nanchen was about to explode with anger. A flying fish in the air turned around and pounced on Youxuan. Youxuan seemed to have eyes behind his back, and he dodged to the side. Zhang Nanchen fell a dog again in embarrassment.

Later, Zhang Nanchen pounced a few more times, but failed once. In the end, he was so tired and angry that he couldn't get up in the grass, and grabbed two handfuls of weeds bitterly, almost crying out of grievance.

With tears in his eyes, he found that You Xuan was approaching him, and then pulled himself up without tenderness at all, and wiped his eyes heavily with his actually rough sleeve.

So Zhang Nanchen withdrew the tears before she had time to shed, and grabbed Youxuan's wrist with his backhand: "What do you mean you can't fully believe what you see with your own eyes?"

After hesitating for a while, he asked the difficult question again: "I think there is something wrong with my memory, has someone tampered with it?"

Since his rebirth, his experience has become more and more bizarre, even the experience before his death in the previous life was also very bizarre, but the memory in his brain is too vivid, Zhang Nanchen will not and cannot doubt his own memory, so he accepts it without any doubt at all. .

But now his memory since college can no longer withstand scrutiny. Once he tries to recall less important details, it will be blank, not even a general outline.

The appearance and body shape of the first person of the opposite sex to go to bed is not clear, but the name and other identity information are vividly remembered.It's just... It's like being forcibly brainwashed and stuffed into the head.

Who could have done it?Why did this vulnerability start appearing after college?

Could it be that something major happened to him during college?

You Xuan pushed him away coldly: "Didn't you already think of it yourself, why do you still ask questions knowingly?"

Zhang Nanchen felt that his face was hot, and his eyes were also hot. He wondered if it was because You Xuan hit too hard just now and scratched his eyelids.

The senior brother and the master died early, and the second senior brother was kicked out of the school early. The person who has been closest to him since he was a child is Ji Ying. If someone wants to tamper with his memory, only Ji Ying has this opportunity.

Could it be that Youxuan asked him to doubt Ji Ying?

Even if Zhang Nanchen was killed, he would not think so. Even if the two were just ordinary uncle and nephew, he would not doubt Ji Ying, whom he valued more than his eyes!

Seeing Zhang Nanchen pursing his lips unconsciously, Youxuan showed an expression of doubt and disbelief, and felt inexplicably angry for a while.

It's such a stupid person who imprisoned "him" in his own body, and used this body to do such shameless things with the enemy, he deserves to die!

Zhang Nanchen felt that there was a sudden murderous aura in the air, his five senses were already very sharp, and he was about to run away subconsciously, but was pinched by the neck by You Xuan who was close at hand.

Looking at such a pair of cold and hateful eyes, Zhang Nanchen, who is as strong as Zhang Nanchen, also began to feel afraid, but his neck was pinched by someone, and he couldn't utter a word even if he wanted to ask for mercy, so he could only Wanting to be hung upside down with his tail upside down, he could only stretch out his limbs feebly and struggle.

You Xuan managed to suppress his killing intent, and he had waited for so long, so he didn't mind the effort of the past few days.

He threw Zhang Nanchen, whose body was limp, to the ground, left behind a sentence, "Don't make trouble if you have nothing to do, just stay in the room obediently," and walked away on his own.

Once again, Zhang Nanchen felt that this man was really moody, but his neck was swollen from being pinched, and his throat became hot, so he couldn't complain at all.

As soon as the proprietress returned to the Hongmian Inn, she found that her room had been tampered with. She put away the shopping bag in her hand and knocked on the door of Ji Yan's room.

Ji Yan showed an innocent face: "Miss Boss, what do you need from me?"

The proprietress didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, so she just stretched out a hand: "Give me back the things, and you can ask whatever you want."

This time Chang Yan was stunned.

"Someone greeted me a long time ago, but he said that there is no need to take the initiative to tell you about it." The proprietress saw Ji Yan's stupid face, and Lu couldn't bear to look directly at him.

Several people immediately assembled in the lobby of the inn, Song Qin returned the things he had finally obtained to the proprietress one by one, and looked at Li Ran wanting to cry without tears.

Li Ran only gave him a contemptuous glance. As a policeman, his criminal investigation methods are not very strong, and he has a bad review.

The proprietress checked her things, and after making sure that there was no damage, she let out a long breath: "It's not me, I don't have any good feelings for you policemen now, it's just clumsy methods, and you don't do things aboveboard at all. "

Ji Yan could only make amends in the face of the proprietress's bad comments. Pingsong old man didn't have much patience, so he directly turned out the local chronicles and pointed them to the proprietress.

The proprietress took a look at the local chronicle: "We compiled this stuff decades ago, where did you find it?"

Ji Yan was a little embarrassed because the signed author of the local chronicles was not named Li at all, but there was no need for the proprietress to lie.

"When we came over, the local government set up a project and set up an editorial committee. My dead ghost and I were the writers, and the signature was the director of the editorial committee." The proprietress explained a little bit.

This time everyone understands that the local government has hired several experts to compile local chronicles, and the leader signed it in the end.

"We want to know why Hongmian Town has risen and declined after the end of Tang Dynasty? Where have all the people living here gone?" Pingsong directly asked the key question.

The proprietress was silent for a while, and then suddenly said: "I didn't find out about this problem back then, but I finally got a clue under the guidance of someone."

Ji Yan has already guessed who this person is. He is proficient in ancient folk customs and has something to do with this case. He also reminded the proprietress that they will find him. It must be You Xuan who kidnapped Zhang Nanchen.

"Is that person called You Xuan?" Ji Ying suddenly interjected.

"Youxuan? No." The proprietress denied, "He said his name is Bai Qi."

Ji Ying's heart immediately twitched. Zhang Nanchen called out his name several times in his sleep, but when he woke up and asked again, he couldn't remember anything.

"He's a very strange young man. He's quite handsome and knowledgeable. If it wasn't for our dead ghost, I would definitely fall in love with him." The proprietress showed a girlish and dreamy expression.

"How strange?" Li Ran became interested.

"I saw him more than [-] years ago, and his appearance hasn't changed at all since I saw him a few days ago. Do you think it's strange?"

Li Ran gasped in fright.

Seeing this, the proprietress turned her head boredly: "If you've been in my business for a long time, you'll find more and more strange things, and then you'll get used to them."

"At the beginning, when we researched to the end of the Tang Dynasty, we also encountered difficulties. The prosperous Hongmian Temple suddenly became desolate, and there is no record in the local chronicles. It is really strange." The proprietress fell into deep memories. The dead ghost walked to the side of this unnamed lake, looked at the big red cotton-like aquatic plants under the lake, and suddenly this young man who claimed to be Bai Qi appeared."

Li Ran and Song Qin were terrified, as if they had heard a ghost story.

"Bai Qi asked us, what do you think these red cottons look like?" The proprietress went on to say, "We said they looked like red cottons, each one was so soft and fluffy, and I had never seen it anywhere else. Bai Qi asked He smiled and asked us again, have you ever seen Manshushahua?"

"Of course we have seen Manshushahua. The legendary Bianhua only grows on Huangquan Road. In fact, it can be seen everywhere in rural grasslands, and there are large tracts of green belts in cities." The proprietress said, "Bai Qi Ask us, do you think these underwater red cottons look like Bana flowers?"

As soon as this sentence was asked, everyone's breath was suffocated.

Like, very much like.This large piece of underwater red cotton is entwined with inseparable petals. The red cotton with only flowers but no leaves is simply a replica of the other shore flower.

The proprietress noticed everyone's anomalies and smiled: "But he said that these red cottons are not Bi'an flowers, they are just red cottons, which are made from a person's blood. In order to save tens of thousands of grievances, that person took As a guide, I swear by blood, the soul is separated, not reincarnated, the three souls and seven souls that were scattered freely between the heaven and the earth were sealed into the sword with magic by the most beloved little apprentice, and became a sword spirit for people to drive -"

With an ear-piercing sound, Ji Ying pushed aside the seat abruptly and stood up: "Where is he, where is that man named Bai Qi?"

Ji Ying's voice trembled rarely, mixed with fear, unwillingness, guilt and other inexplicable things.

Looking at him, Ji Yan suddenly understood something, this must be known to every generation of Ji family heirs, it's a big secret.

But today, the proprietress in a remote inn gave it all away.

The proprietress obviously didn't expect Ji Ying to be so excited, she was taken aback before pointing to the lake at the entrance of the inn: "Bai Qi said, he is waiting for you there."