Weird Regulator

In the Hujiang River after autumn, the humidity is strongest at night, which can corrode people's bone marrow.

Chen Shu, who had not dreamed for a long time, had a sweet dream on the fifth night after Cai Yatou came.

On the sixth day, he had another dream.

Chen Shu was walking on the bank of the Shanghai River, as if he was looking for something, and he could feel the joy in his heart.

All the way down the river bank, he looked at the water, looking forward to the arrival of something.

The quiet river bank, with only the sound of flowing water, calmed his nervousness.

On the distant water surface, a white spot slowly appeared. From a very small spot, it gradually expanded and became complete.

The person Chen Shu was looking forward to finally arrived. The white light spot was a woman.

She lay peacefully on the river, slowly floating towards him.

It was exactly like the scene when they first met, except that the water lanterns representing hope were missing.

Chen Shu in the dream did not realize this change. Before the woman floated closer, he eagerly jumped into the river first.

The cold and biting river water almost woke him up from his dream, but his attachment to that woman far outweighed these pains.

With his arms turning into waves in the water, Chen Shu quickly approached the light spot and stretched out his hands to grasp her shoulders.

call……

With rapid breathing, Chen Shu got what he wanted and caught the woman in the river again.

Only one face of the woman was floating in the water, and it was pale and pale, like a dead person.

Chen Shu looked at it, feeling happy and about to take her to swim back to the shore.

But then he noticed a strange change in the woman's face.

The originally peaceful and gentle face became cold and mysterious, showing an inhumane coldness.

Her long hair floating on the water continued to extend, like a black flower blooming on the water.

This mass of black hair tightly wrapped Chen Shu and the woman.

Chen Shu looked at the woman's face in horror, only to find that in just two seconds, the face turned into something else.

She was no longer the Cai Yatou in her dream, but turned into another strange man.

Like a man who has been dead for a long time, he opens his eyes and releases the breath of death.

Those eyes were full of divinity and aloofness, but also had a terrifying indifference like a devil.

So, you are here...

The weirdness in the dream forced Chen Shu back to reality from his nightmare.

Chen Shu's bones all over his body ached unbearably, and when he lifted the quilt, there was a stinging pain, as if he had been eroded by the cold night by the river.

Sitting upright on the bedside, he was sweating profusely and his breath was messy, as if he had just escaped death.

There was no light in the outside world at dawn, and Chen Shu had no time to recall the nightmare.

He just put on his shoes and rushed into the back room.

Cai Yatou still fell into a deep sleep at this dawn, her breathing was very stable.

Chen Shu was disturbed by the weird nightmare, but seeing her sleeping peacefully made him feel a little better.

He stood up with relief, patted his face gently, and walked out.

But after taking two steps, he suddenly seemed to be hit by something and froze in place.

He turned around slowly and looked at the table in the back room in surprise.

There was a candlestick on the table, and at the bottom of the candlestick, there was a drop of dried wax.

Last night, he obviously went to bed very early and didn't light a candle at all.

Where does this trace of wax come from?

…

“These days, I’ve visited all the nearby villages and counties.

But I haven't heard about any refugees who have fled from far away places recently.

It's not an option for you to continue like this. I have to make you remember everything and go find your relatives.

While Chen Shu was talking to Cai Yatou, he took out a cloth bag from the cabinet.

He turned his head to look at Cai Yatou, who was sitting blankly by the bed, and said softly:

I also saved a lot of money and went to the city in the afternoon to see if I could hire a doctor for you.

I'll be back soon, don't move around at home.

Chen Shu smiled dumbly when he said this, and he realized that he had made a mistake.

If she can move, then there is no need to ask a doctor.

Chen Shu took another deep look at Cai Yatou, touched the cloth bag on his body, and walked out the door.

Just after taking two steps, his heart suddenly twitched for a moment, and the brief stinging sensation prevented him from taking another step.

It was as if something was clutching his heart, making him unable to breathe.

Chen Shu reached out his hand in pain and pressed it on the door panel, but he couldn't use any more strength.

In his mind, a slender figure suddenly appeared.

It was a strange man, but he had just met him last night, but in a dream.

The man became more and more clear in Chen Shu's mind, as if he was trying to get out of his thoughts.

This level of pain was something he had never experienced before. His head was about to burst, and blood flowed from his seven orifices.

Only half of the shadows on the ground are becoming thinner and about to disappear completely.

At the same time, a hand poked out of Chen Shu's Tianling Gai.

The man in his thoughts is about to become real, to come out of his mind into reality.

But then, Chen Shu lost all consciousness, fell to the ground, and never woke up.

…

The sunlight from the window shines on the bedside, calling the sleeping soul warmly.

Chen Shu opened his eyes with difficulty and found himself lying flat on the bed in the back room, his limbs a little stiff.

He climbed out of bed painfully, as if recovering from a serious illness.

Half-conscious, he suddenly realized that there was someone missing in the room.

He struggled to stand up from the bed, but his limbs refused to obey and he fell to the ground.

As far as the eye could see, the room at the end was as clean as ever, but there was no figure he wanted to see the most.

In his dazed pain, Chen Shu saw a letter and placed it on his bedside.

I don't like the name Cai Yatou. If you like it, just call me Miao Jiang.

Chen Shu, I remember you.

I will come to you again.

…

Ji Li's brows furrowed even more when he heard this story.

He looked up at Chen Shu, who was standing facing the sun, and noticed that the other person's emotions were going through huge ups and downs.

That Cai Yatou, or Miao Jiang, is obviously the current Butterfly Woman.

Chen Shu said so much, no matter how vividly he described it or how many subjective feelings he placed on it.

This is nothing more than a strange past incident that happened when an unlucky man met a mysterious woman who he shouldn't touch.

What Ji Li is really concerned about is why Miao Jiang wanted to let Chen Shu know about this past event.

She said she came to see me, but it was twenty years before we met for the second time.

I had become a Taoist priest at that time. In my dream, I felt someone entering my room, but I couldn't wake up.

When daylight came, she was gone.

As for the third time, it happened yesterday, but I still haven't seen her.

She just left a letter and asked me to tell you this story.

There was more sadness in Chen Shu's words. He refused to face Ji Li and seemed to be trying his best to cover up this emotion.

The story has been told.

Chen Shu described the first half of the encounter in particularly detail, perhaps because he wanted to keep that time the most.

The events in the second half and the two subsequent meetings were just passed by him.

After Ji Li pondered for a moment, he looked at Chen Shu's back carefully and stood up from the chair silently.

He did not move forward, but deliberately took a few steps back, keeping a close distance from Chen Shu, and asked softly:

Why did you become a Taoist priest?

once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking.

I look back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.

With a wry smile on his face, Chen Shu slowly turned around and blocked all the sunlight with his body.

This time Ji Li finally discovered that there was no shadow at all behind him.

Ji Li didn't move. He didn't care about Chen Shu, he only cared about the important information hidden behind this story.

Miao Jiang, Chen Shu...

What does this story have to do with me?

Chen Shu looked at Ji Li calmly, with a trail of blood strangely left on the corner of his mouth, and said meaningfully:

I've said it before, this is our story.

In the story, two people appear.

The orphan in the countryside is Chen Shu, and the injured woman is Miao Jiang, but there is another character.

Ji Li's expression suddenly changed. The ghost who was chasing Miao Jiang was actually him?