Learn from Jidian: Relapse and become stronger, Bai Ling helps practice

Wuchen let out a light snort, and asked, "What should I do? Can you explain it to me."

The disheveled man sighed and said, "The ghost market was actually created by the underworld, but you don't even know it."

Wuchen murmured: "How is it possible, what's the matter, the underworld was opened up, could it be those figures in the sky?"

Seeing Wuchen like this, the disheveled man seemed to have expected it. He said, "Actually, you don't know. In fact, this ghost market is just a hellish place."

Wuchen asked back: "What I saw before, what is the reason for those sacrificers, why did they carve and paint those deceptive things on the walls of the abyss?"

The man with disheveled hair laughed, and he said: "Those are all illusions to deceive people, in fact, including what you see now is also an illusion, are you sure that what you see is true?"

Hearing this, Wuchen's expression changed, and he said coldly: "Where did you say that, do you think I'm easy to fool?"

The man with disheveled hair looked at Wuchen, his eyes were full of loneliness, he said: "When you came down from the abyss, did you feel dizzy in your head?"

Wu Chen recalled the scene just now, it was indeed as the man with disheveled hair said... 0

Wuchen nodded and said, "I do feel that way, but what does this have to do with illusions?"

The man with disheveled hair shook his head and said: "Actually, the treasure box is not with me at all. I have already died thousands of years ago, but the last soul of the three souls and six souls is left here. If you cut off the chain, In this way, I will be able to escape from the sea of ​​suffering and enter the underworld to be reborn."

Hearing this, Wu Chen's expression changed, and he murmured: "So that's the case, then if what I see is all illusions, where am I?"

The man with disheveled hair said meaningfully: "You, of course you are where you want to go."

Wuchen became confused. Could it be that the place he wants to go is next to the treasure box.

or where.

1.4

Just as Wu Chen was about to say something, the surroundings suddenly shattered like glass.

"What's going on?" Wu Chen's expression changed.

The disheveled man looked at Wu Chen with a smile and said, "Go, go where you want to go."

With a flash in Wuchen's eyes, he asked, "Why did you tell me this?"

As Wuchen spoke, the surrounding scene shattered faster.

The man with disheveled hair said something, but Wu Chen couldn't hear clearly now, he only saw the man with disheveled hair looking at him expectantly.

There is both the joy of reunion and a touch of sadness.

Just hearing a bang, the surrounding scene was completely shattered.

Wuchen opened his eyes again and found himself in such a place.

Chapter 200 Weird things, the closed door

Wuchen opened his eyes again and found himself on a country road.

It seems that it has just rained, and the air is filled with fresh air. After the rain, the dirt road is quite muddy, and the dust-free straw sandals are already extremely dirty, covered with mud.

"Where is this?" Wu Chen only felt a pain in his head, and then a burst of memories flooded into his mind.

After a while, Wuchen raised his head and looked around: "So I have already returned to Sangzhong Village, three months have passed, I didn't expect that I still failed to pass the provincial examination after leaving home."

Wuchen sighed, and walked to Sangzhong Village with a bamboo basket on his back.

Things are going on in the world, and three months have passed by in a flash. It was raining when he left Sangzhong Village, and now when he comes back, it is still raining like he left.

He looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, and felt quite a sigh. When he left the village, the neighbors in the village pooled up three taels of silver for him to spend on the road.

But now, the money is gone, and the fame has not passed the exam.

He just felt ashamed of the elders in the village, and every step he took, his heart became heavier and heavier.

With his head down, he came to Sangzhong Village 30 in a dust-free manner. When he looked up, he saw that every house in Sangzhong Village was closed.

"It's autumn now, it should be the harvest season, and now it's almost time to come back, why are all the doors closed." Wu Chen glanced around and walked towards his home.

At this moment, a middle-aged villager walked towards here in a hurry.

When he saw Wuchen, his expression changed, he hurried over and said, "Why are you back, did you win the list?"

Wuchen felt his throat was choked up for a while, and he couldn't say the missed words. He lowered his head, shook his head, and became silent.

Of course the middle-aged man understood what it meant, he sighed, patted Wu Chen on the shoulder, and said, "It's okay, it's nothing, if you miss it, you miss it, we don't blame you."

With red eyes, Wuchen said with a choked voice, "Uncle Zhang, I'm sorry for you and the village chief."

The middle-aged man also felt pity in his heart. He suddenly thought of something and said, "Someone saw your parents coming back the day before yesterday. I'm afraid you don't know."

Wuchen's body shook, and he said in confusion, "What, my parents are back?"

The middle-aged man recalled the past, and said with a pale face: "Your parents passed away two months ago, that is, one month after you left, the village head was kind, thinking that you were going to take the provincial examination again, Let us bury your parents."

As he spoke, he swallowed his throat, and continued: "But what we didn't expect was that your parents appeared at home again, and the person who saw your parents was Aunt Li from our village, but she is not in good spirits now. It’s too stable, and I dare not go out every day.”

"It actually happened." Wuchen murmured.

Wuchen doesn't have much memory of his parents, and he can't even remember what his parents looked like.

He only remembered that when he was leaving the village, he accidentally saw two people waving at him in the direction of the house.

At that time, basically the whole village sent him out of the village, and he also closed the door of the house before going out. At that time, who would the two people appear in the house, but they were definitely not his parents.

Every time he thinks of those two strange people, Wuchen feels chills in his heart.

Uncle Zhang thought that Wuchen was still in grief, so he comforted him: "Don't feel bad, no one dares to go there at your door now, I suggest you go to Zhang Mazi in the village to have a look before you go home."

"He is a fortune-teller in our village. Maybe he knows what he knows, so you won't be upset when you go home."

Wu Chen felt warm and said, "Thank you, Uncle Zhang, for your concern. Do you know why the village is closed?"

"I don't know much about this. It may be that everyone feels that something is different in our village. Now the door is closed as soon as I get home. I happened to be out on business, or I would stay at home." Uncle Zhang thought After thinking about it, he shook his head and said:

"I'm going back first. Before you go home, go to Zhang Mazi's place to have a look. Don't rush home."

"Uncle Zhang, you can go back." After seeing off Uncle Zhang, Wuchen walked towards Zhang Mazi's house.

Because he had been to Zhang Mazi's house several times before, Wuchen still remembered the way to Zhang Mazi's house.

The inside of Zhang Mazi's house was still the same as before, but Zhang Mazi was rather lazy, and he seldom took care of it. The wooden door was covered with cobwebs, and there was a layer of dust visible to the naked eye on the wooden door.

Wuchen knocked on the door and said, "Uncle Mazi, I'm Wuchen, and I've come to see you."

After a while, the door opened a gap, and Zhang Mazi showed a dirty face. He looked at Wuchen vigilantly, and said, "What are you doing here?"

"I don't know if Uncle Mazi knows about my parents. I came here to ask for safety." Wu Chen said sincerely: "Everyone knows that Uncle Mazi has great prestige in our village, so I don't want to ask you for this matter. I really can't find anyone else."

Zhang Mazi looked at Wuchen, and said suspiciously, "Just because of this?"

Wuchen nodded, and said: "It is indeed because of this incident. I heard that because of this incident, the village has already been unable to open the pot."

"You have a bit of a conscience, kid. I know I'm sorry." Zhang Mazi snorted and opened the door.

Seeing the door open, Wuchen walked into 957 naturally, and sat on the stool inside the room.

And Zhang Mazi naturally knew about Wuchen's parents, so he was frowning and pacing back and forth, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, he sat on his grand teacher's chair again, closed his eyes and pinched his fingers, seeing him like this, Wuchen naturally didn't bother him.

A full incense stick of time passed, Wuchen saw that the sky was getting dark, and couldn't help but said: "Uncle Mazi, have you figured out anything, it's already dark."

Zhang Mazi opened his eyes solemnly. He glanced at Wuchen and said, "When you go back to sleep tonight, lock the door. No matter what is going on outside, don't open the door, don't open the door."

"You're coming home tonight for the first time in three months, and you weren't around when your parents passed away, so it's likely that your parents will be looking for you tonight."

Hearing this, Wu Chen's expression changed: "So they are still thinking about this matter, don't worry, Uncle Mazi, I will never open the door."

Zhang Mazi frowned and stared at Wuchen, muttering something in his mouth, finally he sighed and said, "That's all, let me give you a few life-saving things, otherwise what will you do if you die and ask me?"

When Wuchen heard this, he immediately felt relieved, and he said, "Thank you, Uncle Mazi."

Chapter 201 Zhang Mazi: It Doesn't Matter, I Will Shot

"Hmph, the weasel is uneasy and kind to the chicken." Zhang Mazi muttered unhappily, and took out three paper figurines a few inches in size from the room.

"Here you go, let's go on." He watched Wu Chen take the three paper figurines with heartache, and sat on the grand teacher's chair with a sad face, without saying a word.

Wu Chen naturally understood in his heart that this was Zhang Mazi's treasure. He bowed to Zhang Mazi and said, "Thank you, Uncle Mazi, this kindness will never be forgotten."

Zhang Mazi's bitter face also slowly eased, and when Wuchen went out immediately, he said leisurely: "When you are in danger, just burn this paper man, it can protect you." .”

After speaking, he closed his eyes again, and sat on the grand master's chair swaying.

Hearing this, Wuchen bowed to Zhang Mazi again, and finally left the place and walked towards his home.

While heading towards his home, Wu Chen kept remembering what Zhang Mazi asked him to do.

It was getting dark at this time, and along the way, Wu Chen saw that every house was closed, and there was no light in any house.

"Why don't you light candles at night and don't cook?"

Wuchen felt that when he returned to the village after three months, everything in the village seemed to be getting weird.

Feeling a little scared in his heart, Wu Chen quickened his pace.

Arriving at the door of the house, Wuchen saw that the house hadn't changed much from three months ago, except that there were more weeds nearby.

After entering, Wu Chen closed the door again and hurried back into the house.

The room was in a mess, the tables and stools had fallen to the ground, and there were still many scratch marks on the walls.

"Could it be that cats got into the house? Why is it so messy?" Wu Chen roughly cleaned up the house, and when he just sat down, he suddenly heard the sound of a spatula from the kitchen next door.

It seemed that someone was cooking in the kitchen of a dust-free home.

Hearing this voice, Wu Chen swallowed his throat, at this time, who would cook in his house.

"Could it be them~?" Wu Chen forced himself to calm down, he found a lighted candle, pinched the three paper figurines that Zhang Mazi gave him, quietly opened the door of the room, and walked towards the kitchen next door.

If anything unusual is found, Wuchen will not hesitate to set the paper figurine on fire.

I saw Wuchen leaning against the wall, facing the outside, and slowly walking towards the kitchen next door.

As Wuchen approached the past, the sound of the spatula became louder and louder, constantly echoing in the depths of Wuchen's heart.

When he was only one step away from the kitchen, cold sweat was already oozing from Wuchen's back. He took a deep breath and shouted: "Whoever is inside, come out quickly."

As soon as Wuchen's voice fell, the voice in the kitchen disappeared instantly.

Three black cats rushed out of the kitchen, headed outside, and disappeared into the darkness immediately.

"It turned out to be a cat." A heavy stone in Wuchen's heart finally fell to the ground, he heaved a sigh of relief, and walked towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, spatulas were flying everywhere, and they all fell on the ground, covered with mud.

Just as Wu Chen was about to go in and clean it up, there was a burst of meowing outside, as if he had seen something.

Wuchen turned around quickly, the night was pitch black, Wuchen saw a strange person standing outside the fence, she was holding a black cat in her hand, looking at it.

Immediately, Wuchen's hair stood on end, and he shouted, "Who is outside? What are you doing standing there furtively?"

The strange man seemed to have seen something frightening, and suddenly ran and shouted: "Ghost, there are ghosts, I saw them, don't look for me..."

The man was talking crazily, threw the cat in his hand on the ground, and ran in another direction.

Wuchen heard this voice, and a person popped out of his heart. This person was Aunt Li, the person who saw his parents.

It's just that Wuchen didn't expect that she would appear here at night.

"What's the purpose of her appearance here, and what happened to the ghost she just yelled?"

Wuchen couldn't help but glanced back at the kitchen, only to see that it was empty and there was nothing there.

"Aunt Li seems to know something, otherwise she wouldn't come to me so late, or does she come to take a look every night?"

Throwing these thoughts behind him, Wuchen shook his head. After tidying up the kitchen, he returned to the house and locked the door behind him.

It seemed that it was not strong enough, so Wu Chen blocked the table and stools, and then felt a little more at ease.

Lying on the bed, Wuchen couldn't sleep in a hurry, he didn't expect such a thing to happen after he came back, it was completely beyond his expectation.

The lively village before seemed to be gone forever, and now the village was empty, with a hint of weirdness in it.

Time passed bit by bit, Wu Chen thought about it and felt that his eyelids became heavy.

Slowly, he fell asleep.

"々｀ dust-free, dust-free..."