Chapter 3 Invaded Memory
In the red coffin, Yu Qian’s memory.
Next to a rubber runway, under a big tree, Yu Qian slowly opened his eyes: "Is this at school?"
Looking at the books in his hands, there was a group of boys in his ears. The shouts of playing ball on the playground, the sun shining through the gaps in the leaves, Yu Qian looked at it all in confusion.
“Didn’t I get killed by a ghost? Why did I get to school?”
Yu Qian frowned. He couldn't understand the current situation. It was the same before. When he opened his eyes, he traveled through time, and then he opened his eyes to the ghost lake.
Now when he opened his eyes again, he actually arrived at school, and looking at the surrounding layout, it was obvious that this was not the Seventh High School, but the place where he used to study.
"Didn't I travel through time? Is everything a dream?"
Yu Qian fell into self-doubt.
"Yu Qian, what's wrong with you? I've finished reading this page, haven't you?"
At this time, a clear and suspicious voice sounded in Yu Qian's ears. Upon hearing this voice, a name instantly appeared in Yu Qian's mind.
Su Jing, his classmate, is also the person he likes.
"Su Jing? Didn't she change schools? Why are she here?"
Following the direction of the voice, Yu Qian saw an extremely familiar face, it was Su That’s right.
But didn’t Su Jing change schools when she was a freshman in high school? At that time, he went to see her off. Since then, he had never seen Su Jing again, and even had little contact with her.
"No, I'm a senior in high school now. How could I meet Su Jing at school?"
"Wait..."
Yu Qian seemed to have thought of something and quickly closed the book in his hand. When he saw the name of the book, Yu Qian's expression changed.
Looking around again, the more he looked, the more familiar he felt. He had clearly experienced this scene before.
“The ball came, and then my classmates helped me pick it up, thank you!”
Yu Qian murmured to himself. Su Jing, who was sitting next to him, suddenly became confused when he heard Yu Qian's words:
"What ball is coming?"
What a shame. Before he finished speaking, a basketball formed a perfect parabola and landed not far from Su Jing, and then It was a boy's voice that came:
"My classmate helped me pick up the ball, thank you!"
With perfect prediction, Su Jing's eyes were full of surprise, and she looked at Yu as if she were looking at a monster. Qian: "You...are you predicting the future?"
Looking at the beating basketball, the corner of Yu Qian's mouth twitched, and his eyes were full of gloom: "I hope I can predict the future."
Throwing down the book in his hand, Yu Qian stood up, extremely vigilant. Looking around, he seemed to be looking for something.
"What are you looking for?"
Su Jing picked up the book on the ground, dusted it off and looked at Yu Qian with a worried look.
“Ghost.”
Yu Qian replied casually.
"Ghost? Yu Qian, are you sick? Do you need to see a doctor?" Hearing Yu Qian's answer, Su Jing's expression became even more worried.
"Sick? I hope I am sick. It would be best if it is mental illness."
After knowing where this place is and what the situation is now, Yu Qian has no feelings for Su Jing. It felt like, even though he once liked her.
"Memories from the first year of high school? I will choose."
Looking at the lively playground, Yu Qian's eyes were full of vigilance.
“Where?”
Yu Qian’s eyes kept scanning around.
"Yu Qian, what's wrong with you?" Su Jing hugged the book with an extremely aggrieved look. Yu Qian is so strange now, and she no longer has the patience and gentleness towards her before.
The words he spoke were cold and extremely inhumane.
"Nothing..."
Hearing Su Jing's inquiry, Yu Qian replied impatiently, but before he finished speaking, his body suddenly tensed up and his pupils shrank to the smallest size.
"Found it..."
On the other side of the playground, a wet woman wearing red clothes with long hair covering her face was walking towards this side. .
The classmates along the way seemed as if they couldn't see this woman.
"Damn it..."
Yu Qian cursed in a low voice, turned around and ran away without hesitation. Now he has no way to do anything about this woman. What should he do with a ghost that can kill people in his memory?
Now I can only run.
"I feel relieved when I see it. I must find a way to deal with her as soon as possible. In my memory, I will definitely not be able to escape by running."
Everyone who has read the original work knows that, You can imagine how weird the source ghost in the ghost lake is. If Yang Jian didn't have that dog, he would have died in the ghost lake.
Even Shen Lin, who existed in memory, ended up getting lost in memory when he encountered this thing. As for whether Shen Lin has come back, Buddha has not written it yet, and he doesn't know it yet.
Horror and weirdness coexist, that’s what I’m talking about.
"S-class supernatural event Ghost Lake, when I encounter this thing at the beginning, my luck must be given to me by the broom star."
Yu Qian complained about his luck in his heart, and Su Jing Seeing Yu Qian turn around and run away without even finishing his words, he suddenly became anxious.
"Yu Qian, where are you going? What happened to you today?"
"Classmate! Help pick up the basketball! Thank you!"
At this time, the boy's voice came again. Su Jing subconsciously looked back, and then saw an extremely weird scene.
Many of the students on the playground suddenly shivered for unknown reasons, and some even had their hair standing on end, looking very cold.
But it’s summer now, and the sun is still shining brightly, so it’s still cold?
But soon, she shivered involuntarily, and goosebumps suddenly appeared. Su Jing took a breath and subconsciously uttered two words: "It's so cold."
At this moment, Yu Qian looked back behind him, and without saying a word, he immediately speeded up. The thing just passed by Su Jing, and its hair floated over Su Jing's face.
"It's terrible, why are you so fast?"
Yu Qian's feet were spinning, but he still felt that he couldn't run fast enough.
"What to do, what to do, how to survive." Yu Qian was sweating profusely now. He had never thought of trying his grafting ability.
Can the grafting ability of the ghost, the source of the S-level supernatural event Ghost Lake, really be useful?
He only has one life. If the golden finger doesn't work, he will have to see the King of Hell immediately.
“Can’t get out, can’t solve it, is it a desperate situation?”
Yu Qian’s mind was running fast. He knew the pattern of action in Ghost Lake, but it was useless to know it now. Someone has touched your memory. As long as you die, it will be useless even if you are powerful.
Furthermore, in memory, you can't use any supernatural powers. This thing is designed to kill the memory of those who have not controlled the evil ghost. Besides, he has never controlled the evil ghost.
"I'm speechless. Do you really want to take a chance on luck? I pray that the golden finger is strong enough to forcibly graft part of the supernatural power of this level of ghost?"
Yu Qian has doubts about this. It's not that he doesn't believe in Goldfinger, he just cares about his own life. It's just human nature, human nature...
The hot sunshine shines without maroon. On the earth, Yu Qian could not feel any warmth at this moment, only an extremely biting cold.
Feeling the coldness of the rapid approach, Yu Qian realized deeply that he could not run away.
How is it possible for a human being to race against a ghost?
The sunlight quickly began to dim, the surrounding scene quickly became dark, and a biting coldness covered Yu Qian's body.
Yu Qian's pupils expanded sharply: "I'm catching up."
Feeling the coldness behind him, Yu Qian took a deep breath: "If you try hard, the worst thing you can do is pretend you were never born."
< br>Making up his mind, Yu Qian showed a fierce look. Without hesitation, he stopped suddenly, turned around and reached out to grab the person behind him.
As Yu Qian turned around, he also clearly saw the fierce ghost. The ghost was only a hand's distance away from him, and he only needed to reach out to touch Yu Qian's body.
And the ghost did the same thing. Looking at the hand that the ghost had raised but had not yet reached out, Yu Qian was grateful for the speed with which he made up his mind.
Without hesitation, Yu Qian directly stretched out his hand to touch Li Gui's body. The moment he touched Li Gui, a coldness began to spread from his hand. In just the blink of an eye, Yu Qian could no longer feel his arm.
And this feeling was still invading his body: "It's really terrifying..."
Feeling this situation, Yu Qian knew that it could not continue like this and had to hurry up. .
“Grafting.”
Yu Qian’s eyes were firm and with a hint of death as he quickly activated his ability. He didn’t know if he could use it, but he couldn’t say anything now. It's late.
If you don't succeed, you will die, and there will be no retreat.
A coldness swept through his whole body. Yu Qian gritted his teeth and fought hard. Seeing that Li Gui had raised his hand and stretched out his hand, Yu Qian kept praying in his heart: "Hurry up, hurry up and it will work!"
It seems that he heard Yu Qian's prayer. Just when he lost consciousness and Li Gui was about to grab his head, Li Gui stopped in place.
A very strange black color appeared from Yu Qian's body, and shot into Li Gui's heart in the blink of an eye. The next moment, an incredible scene suddenly appeared. (End of this chapter)