casket of old days

Chapter 1 Story
The sky-high purple light filled the field of vision, and countless lights and shadows flew across quickly.

Chu Qiguang only felt that his body seemed to have spanned an infinite distance, and in the purple light protecting him, it seemed that characters could be vaguely seen flowing.

The characters are like clouds and mist, and they are fonts that Chu Qiguang has never seen before, but for some reason, a kind of enlightenment surged in his heart, allowing him to understand the meaning of these words.

"Secret of the Purple Mansion."

Accompanied by this burst of enlightenment, the purple light flourished, and Chu Qiguang felt as if his brain had been hit hard in an instant, and he passed out directly.

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Chu Qiguang blinked his eyes, looked at the flat land not far away in front of him, crooked earthen houses, barren farmland, and men and women who were farming. Countless thoughts flowed in his heart.

This is already the fifth day he has entered this body.

In the past five days, there has been no electricity, no Internet, no mobile phones, and what I see is an ancient rural scene.

'Hey, why did I come to such a broken place? I have struggled on the earth for so long and made so much money... It's gone, it's all gone. '

'And that kid Zhou Bai...he owed me so much money and didn't pay it back. I originally wanted to ask him to pay my company, but now it's easier for him. '

Chu Qiguang touched his chest. The more he thought about it, the more painful it became. He could only focus on the world in front of him again.

'The Secret Book of the Purple Mansion...what the hell is that?Send me here, can that send me back?But where is the secret talisman of the Purple Mansion? '

It's a pity that Chu Qiguang didn't see any other clues except seeing the purple light and the special words during the time travel. He had no clue about the so-called Secret Book of the Purple Mansion.

During the five days, Chu Qiguang did not dare to do any abnormal actions, but while browsing the memories brought by this body, he carefully did what the owner of this body, Ergou, would do in the past , while carefully observing the village in front of him.

It seems that because Ergou's memory and Chu Qiguang's memory are well integrated, he is very adaptable to the world in front of him, and no flaws have been revealed.

"This seems to be a village in an ancient society."

"Judging from the starry sky at night, the Polaris, Orion, Sirius...all the familiar constellations can't be found. I'm afraid this place is no longer the earth."

"Well, I can't think of a way to go back in this case... It's better to think about how to improve the quality of life now. The life here is really too hard. At least we must solve the problem of food and clothing first, and we can't be hungry any more."

There is no air conditioner, no internet... neither enough food nor warm clothes. The current living environment is too bad for Chu Qiguang, who enjoys the best life in his life, and he wants to improve this situation.

And with Chu Qiguang's meticulous observation ability, he can feel that the world in front of him is indeed very different from the one he used to be in.

When he walked under the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village, he saw several old people from the village sitting under the tree, surrounded by five or six young men, listening to the stories told by the old people expectantly.

Chu Qiguang also found a random place to sit down. Apart from Ergou's memory, the old people in this village bragging every day was another channel for him to understand the world.

An old farmer with gray hair and furrows on his face waved his cattail fan and sighed, "Have you heard about the murder case in Boxing County?"

Seeing the people around shake their heads one by one, the old farmer's face turned pale: "This is what I heard from the steward when I went to sell grain at the grain store in the county. It is said that there is a store called Changle Store under Boxing County. The village, where it is located, is the main road to the south, and in the past, many inns and restaurants gathered together, and it gradually became a climate..."

A young man couldn't help but said: "Gen Bo, don't talk about it, who doesn't know the origin of the Changle store? Let's quickly talk about the murder case." The other young men followed suit.

Seeing their anxious looks, Uncle Gen smiled slightly, and slowed down on purpose to whet everyone's appetite, and then he continued: "It is said that there is an old man surnamed Cai in the Changle store, who set up a shop with his son on the road. An inn, which is exclusively for traveling merchants. That day, three merchants who came frequently and a poor scholar who was on his way came to invest in the inn, but the guesthouses were full..."

Under the entreaties of the four that night, old man Cai pondered over a hut, and then led them to another hut.

Behind the dim oil lamp in the house, a tent covered the bed board, and the bed board was covered with a black cloth for a person, it was old man Cai's daughter-in-law who had just passed away. At the moment, in the morgue, his son had bought a coffin but hadn't returned.

Walk a few more steps into the house, and there is a couch inside.The four of them were quite sleepy from running around, regardless of the fact that there were still dead people in the house, they lay down on the bunk, their breathing became thicker, and they fell into a deep sleep.

One of the scholars surnamed Song didn't fall asleep in a daze, and suddenly heard the sound of creaking on the coffin, opened his eyes and saw that under the oil lamp, the black cloth on the coffin was slowly lifted, and a blue and purple palm was stretched out. out.

Seeing the female corpse remove the black cloth, get out of the bed and walk towards the bunk, her face is still covered with a layer of white gauze, she can't see her face clearly, only the white hairs under her neck are trembling, as if they are still growing outwards.

The female corpse came to the side of the shop, bent down and blew on the merchant, then opened her mouth and bit her neck to suck up the blood. The man who was blown up seemed to have passed out completely, allowing his flesh and blood to be slowly Suck.

Seeing this scene, Song was terrified and kicked the people beside him vigorously, but saw that they were motionless.

Seeing that the female corpse blew another breath at the second person, Song couldn't bear it anymore, screamed, jumped out of the bed, came out barefoot, and ran out of the house.

Song ran and shouted, but no one in the village found him. Fearing that the female corpse would catch up, he ran towards the county as hard as he could, and knocked on the door of the Taoist temple outside the city.

A Taoist priest in the temple opened the door and asked what was going on. Song told the story, and the Taoist priest asked him to lead the way.

When he returned to the house again, he saw the female corpse leaning over and biting No.3 merchant's neck.

Song, who reported the letter, was lying on the side and fell asleep.

Seeing himself lying on the common bunk, Song was stunned, and the Taoist priest immediately slapped him and said: "Go back quickly."

After a while of dizziness, when Song woke up again, he had already returned to the bed. Looking up, the female corpse had been decapitated by the Taoist priest and fell beside him.

After listening to Gen Bo's story, a young man wondered, "Then why did Scholar Song become two people?"

Another young man at the side said: "I think this Scholar Song was frightened and lost his soul. The soul left his body, and he just ran to the temple to find the Taoist priest."

"Genbo, do you know what's going on?"

While several teenagers were discussing, a bald foreigner wearing sackcloth and straw sandals also came under the banyan tree at some point.

He found an empty seat and sat down, and looked at Genbo with a smile, as if he was also waiting for the other party's answer.

Gen Bo calmly said: "Once the soul leaves the body, it will be dead. How can there be a chance to seek help from the Taoist temple? This scholar is devoted to Taoism on weekdays, praying to Taoist Xuanyuan day and night. Only then does the Taoist priest manifest his spirit. Let him dream in the Taoist temple that night, and ask the Taoist priest in the temple for help."

After listening to Gen Bo's words, everyone understood and felt that their curiosity had been satisfied. Some lamented that the scholar was lucky, and some lamented that Xuanyuan Daoist was indeed effective, and that the priests had great powers.

The foreigner who had been listening quietly at the side suddenly smiled and said, "Old man, your story is wrong."

(End of this chapter)