Day and night tour

Chapter 123: Cleansing the Wrongs

Zhou Xuan suddenly felt that the article he wrote in the morning was written in vain.

If you just mention "Jing Deng is Zhang Yihua", Jing Deng will feel that he doesn't know many secrets and his importance is not enough, so it is difficult to take him seriously.

“I have to write a new one.”

Zhou Xuan planned to go home and write in the evening. After thinking through the key points, he wanted to use a more incisive story to force Jing Deng to respond.

"Junior brother, I'm done eating. I'm going to prepare some makeup stuff. I'll wait for you on the second floor."

Lu Mingkun said.

"Ah."

Zhou Xuan responded and started eating the sugar cake again. As he was eating, he thought of what Jing Deng had said, "The time and space in the blood well are disordered," based on the theme of "future, present and past."

The diary was also obtained from the blood well.

As for a diary, you should write the date on the day you wrote it. This is the normal logic of time and space.

If we follow the logic of "time and space confusion", my diary will also confuse time and space - what will happen if I write today's diary and mark the date of tomorrow or yesterday?
Zhou Xuan felt his mind was opened in an instant. He swallowed the sugar biscuit in two bites, took out the diary, opened it quickly, unscrewed the pen, and started writing the main text of the diary.

"I had breakfast in my own store this morning. Senior Brother Five wanted to help me with my makeup. Xiao Fuzi went to clean up the room after she finished eating."

It's just a few short lines, a pure account of events, but it's just to verify the function of a diary. There's no need to write too much. Just write whatever you think. Efficiency comes first.

Zhou Xuan felt that it was about time, so he started marking the date.

He first filled in tomorrow's date - August 8th, and then looked at the diary quietly.

No response,

The writing, just like before, slowly disappeared within ten minutes.

When Zhou Xuan's handwriting had almost disappeared, he started writing in his diary again.

He repeated the contents of his diary, but this time he marked the date as August 8, which was yesterday.

Finish writing the last character “日”.

The writing in the diary disappeared at an extremely fast speed, but not all of it disappeared.
In the few lines of text, only four words were left - my own store.

The four words "my own shop" turned from ink to blood, and then, the environment around Zhou Xuan changed.

The counter of the store became dirty, and the floor became dirty. Zhou Xuan looked back and found four people in the room.
Lü Mingkun, Lao Yang, Xiao Fuzi,

And there is "Zhou Xuan" himself!
"Zhou Xuan" was holding a pipe clamp, climbing up the counter and preparing to poke the ceiling.

"This happened last night!"

"The diary brought me back to last night?" Zhou Xuan felt uncontrollable excitement.

He suppressed his excitement and walked back and forth in the room. He walked up to "Zhou Xuan" and reached out to touch him.

The hand passed through "Zhou Xuan's" body.

The people who appeared in the room were all shadows. He walked forward again, and when he was half a foot away from the wall, he seemed to be blocked by something invisible, like an invisible barrier.

He reached out and pressed it gently, and felt that the barrier seemed somewhat elastic and not hard enough. If he pressed harder, he could break the barrier into pieces.

He walked along the barrier, feeling the surroundings as he went. After walking around, he found himself in a space based on his sense of touch.

This space is not big, about half the size of a house.

"If the space-time of the Blood Well is disordered, and the space-time of the Real Well Country is normal, then there seems to be a third form between normal and disordered. I am in this form now.

Chaotic time, and the normal me!
It’s a bit like a gap in space and time.”

No wonder Ren Ao wanted this diary so much and repeatedly declared that as long as he had this diary, he would say goodbye to the days of hiding.

With this diary, I can hide in the cracks of time and space and no one can find it.

"No, it's not just that simple."

Zhou Xuan wanted to enter his own divine secret realm in this space, but he couldn't, as if the connection was cut off.

Likewise, the Blood Well Secret Realm cannot be entered.
No matter how hard I meditated, and how hard I tried to imprint the image of the Blood Well firmly in my mind, I could not enter the secret realm of the Blood Well.

"In this gap in time and space, even the connection with divine revelation can be cut off, not to mention the various instruments and means of monitoring oneself."

"This is what Ren Ao wants. He just wants to hide all his life, and there is no better place to hide than in the cracks of time and space.
Ren Ao has been planning for seven years, and the diary he has always dreamed of is indeed a great treasure."

……

While Zhou Xuan was still in "yesterday's shop", Lu Kunming went downstairs.

"Junior brother, you haven't finished eating yet? I've been waiting for you for a long time. Hey, where are you?"

Lu Mingkun saw that the store was empty, with only a few soup bowls left on the table.

"Where have you been?"

Lu Mingkun stood outside the house, looked towards the street, but didn't see Zhou Xuan, so he went upstairs to wait.

……

The Zhou family, under the ancestral tree.

Zhou Lingyi suddenly woke up on the recliner. She felt that the connection between the ancestral tree and Zhou Xuan was broken, but it didn’t seem like Zhou Xuan was in any danger. After all, Zhou Xuan was still eating a candy cake just a minute ago.

"Why was it suddenly cut off? Is my brother in a daze?"

……

Yunluo Mountains, the ancient tribe’s sacrificial site,
They offered sacrifices with copper coins and walked around in circles around the human skin temple. The tattoo of "Zhou Xuan's face" on the human skin temple had no expression and not even the sound of breathing.

"Has Nuo God gotten into trouble? Peng Long and Peng Hu, you should keep an eye on him."

……

boom,
Zhou Xuan stood at the edge of the space-time rift and punched the virtual barrier hard, then he heard the sound of glass breaking.

Zhou Xuan stood in the real store again. The counter was clean, the floor was clean, and the soup bowl on the table was still there.

"So this is how a diary is used." Zhou Xuan wanted to share his joy with his sister, but then a strange feeling dispelled his idea.

He first heard a "clang" sound, and the incense in his heart began to burn again.

Then my right hand felt like it was entangled in a string.
Finally, he felt a pair of eyes staring at him, and his face suddenly felt a little itchy, and he couldn't help scratching it.

"I'm linked!"

Zhou Xuan thought to himself.

The gap in time and space can cut off all links from the outside world to oneself, including divine revelations.

Now there is a gap, except for the divine revelation to reconnect,
The right hand is entangled, which is a kind of connection.

A pair of eyes looking at you is also a kind of connection!
Where do these two external links come from?

"My sister and the ancestral tree may be a link to me. What about the other link?"

Zhou Xuan clenched his fists.
He was secretly annoyed in his heart - he was being monitored, and he had no idea.

"Who is monitoring me?
Kidnapper? This link should have been posted in Pingshui Prefecture. At that time, the kidnapper had already left Pingshui Prefecture. Let's not talk about whether they have the ability to post a secret link for me. The main thing is that they have no motive.
They didn't even know I was coming to Mingjiang Prefecture, and they didn't dare to go to Pingshui Prefecture to cause trouble for me. So they left me a link. Are they just bored?

Blood Well Club?

It's impossible. My intersection with the Blood Well Society is all in the perception space. They don't even know what I look like, so how could they possibly get a hold of my link?

Who else could it be? "

Zhou Xuan tried hard to recall until he remembered what his sister said - every time Da Nuo was born, the ancient tattoo tribe would also be born, and every time Da Nuo disappeared, the ancient tribe would disappear as well.

"The eyes that are looking at me are the eyes of the ancient tattoo tribe.

What are they looking at me for?"

Zhou Xuan felt like there was an invisible net wrapping him up. This net was unusual; it was a large net belonging to the ancient Tattoo Clan. It was of high quality. He didn't even know where and when they cast the net.

For a moment, Zhou Xuan felt like a fish caught in a net.

Ask my sister and master to help me untie the net?

The whereabouts of the ancient tattoo tribe are strange, and my master and sister don’t know where they are. How to solve it?
But once the net is closed, I'm afraid it will be too late to find my master and sister.

"Is the boss here? Do you want some fish?"

Zhou Xuan was still pondering the invisible danger he had sensed when suddenly a burst of hawking noises came from outside the door.

After opening the door, he saw an old farmer standing at the door, carrying a shoulder pole and two bamboo fishing baskets.

There is a vegetable market on Dongshi Street. I guess the old farmer came out late and couldn’t find a suitable stall, so he went along the street to sell his products, asking every household.

The fish was still alive, jumping around.

But the store hasn’t officially opened yet, the stove hasn’t been lit, and I can’t cook the fish I bought today.

Zhou Xuan waved his hands and said, "I won't buy any fish. We haven't worshipped the Kitchen God yet, so we can't light the pot."

"Then I'll come and ask next time." The old farmer smiled with a hint of disappointment, shouldered the fish and went to the next house to ask. After taking only two steps, suddenly, a fish jumped out from a broken hole in the fishing basket and fell on the road with a loud bang.

Zhou Xuan picked up the fish and handed it to the old farmer: "Can the fish jump out of the fishing basket?"

"There is no such perfect fishing basket or fishing net in the world. My nephew's fishing net has been gnawed several times. There is a black fish in the river. It is big and fierce. It always tears the fishing net and comes in to eat fish.
What kind of thing is this? The fish we caught have become a hunting ground for snakehead fish... Boss, Boss."

Seeing that Zhou Xuan was still in a daze, the old farmer held the fish tightly in his hand and did not return it to him, so he urged him in a low voice.

"I have to be the black fish. I have to tear the net apart and eat all the fish in it."

Zhou Xuan suddenly became enlightened, and his heart became more relaxed. He said to the old farmer, "I'll buy this fish."

The old farmer was also surprised. Didn’t the store not worship the Kitchen God? Why buy fish?
Zhou Xuan paid the money, grabbed the fish by the gills, and carried it back to the store. Xiao Fuzi happened to be sitting at the door.

"Fuzi, get a basin of water and raise this fish."

"Master, this fish doesn't look good either."

“It’s not pretty, but it’s a lucky fish.”

Zhou Xuan thought that the Tattoo Ancient Clan had spread a net, so he would swim in the net first to see what they were up to, and then strike back when he found the right opportunity.

His sister and master were his strong backing. His diary, a treasure that could cut off links at the critical moment, was the sharpest tooth to tear the fishing net. But the most important thing was to figure out where the weakness of the fishing net was.

"Just pretend nothing happened and continue to play along with the Tattoo Ancient Clan to see what they are up to."

Zhou Xuan made a decision - to hide the contents of the diary in advance. This thing was a trump card and could not be easily exposed.

And with the diary, there is a way to escape even if I am caught in the net... If I hide in the cracks in time and space, even the Youshen Division can't find me, let alone the Ancient Clan.

This matter cannot be told to anyone. If it is told, the link of the Tattoo Ancient Clan will find out, and the trump card will be exposed. Maybe they will think of a way to deal with it, but then we will fall into a big trap.

He went to the counter, picked up the diary, and tried to close it and put it in his pocket, but he found that the diary had changed shape.

It was originally the size of a normal diary, but now it is only the size of a palm, and it has become thinner. There are three words written vertically on the cover.

"Wash away the injustice."

There is a long space between "洗怨" and "箓", which is not like the normal writing style.

"Clearing injustice" is easy to understand. The most direct way to clear someone of an injustice is to find out exactly what happened in the case.

By using the Cleansing Wrongs Talisman to go back to the time and scene of the crime, one can understand the hidden truth and the injustice will be solved.

However, the long blank space in the middle, where words should have been written, did not appear for some strange reason.

"This book of clearing wrongs must have some mysterious secrets that have not been discovered yet.
But judging from the name of the book, the real owner of this book should be a government official."

He is not a public servant, but he helps people clear their names every day. It is a bit strange... If he is a public servant, who could he be?"

The first thing Zhou Xuan thought of was the Youshen Division...

ps: Good brothers, the third update is here

(End of this chapter)