Chapter 227 Some Secrets
In the dark loess, the bus slowly began to slow down until it stopped. The door opened and Lin Qian stood up, with scarlet eyes flashing.
"Huaihuang Village? It looks like there are quite a lot of ghosts."
Lin Qian looked at the village not far away, calculating something in his mind, and calculated based on time, how long it would take for the post office to deliver the letter. , one to two days at most.
During this period, he cannot stay on the bus, otherwise the ghost post office will not be able to find him. Once this happens, it will be great fun.
So at this stop, he had to get off the bus. He would only be found in a supernatural place, or in reality, at the ghost post office.
It just so happens that this village called Huaihuang Village has many ghosts. It seems that the level of terror is just that, so it shouldn't be a big problem if it is pushed horizontally.
Footsteps sounded outside the bus, and the yellow mud and grass were trampled into ashes. Two or three ghosts carrying white paper lanterns and wearing condolence clothes walked down the earth bridge towards the bus. Come.
It seems that this is the rhythm of getting on the bus.
Lin Qian hugged Keke, and Keke’s little hands grabbed Lin Qian’s clothes, and she murmured in her sleep:
"Dad, Keke wants to eat Pleasant Goat. Pleasant Goat is so delicious..."
Lin Qian twitched the corner of her mouth, wiped the drool from the corner of Keke's mouth, got off the bus, and roasted the whole lamb. Well, what nonsense is Pleasant Goat? It seems that I can’t let Coco watch these anime next time.
If one day the interest comes, and he suddenly tells him that he wants to eat Big Big Wolf, Mr. Bao Bao, is it really possible for him to go abroad to get some?
Isn’t this funny?
Wei Song raised his head gently, following the old rules, secretly taking a look at what Lin Qian was doing, just like before, he quickly lowered his head after taking one look, that scene, no matter how many times he saw it, was still breathtaking. .
After getting off the bus, Lin Qian looked at the three good-looking ghosts and nodded slightly. His eyes flashed red, and the three starving ghosts appeared directly next to them.
Pinching Li Gui's neck and lifting them up, Lin Qian walked up to the three Li Gui with a smile in his eyes, reached out and pulled off the white paper lanterns they were holding.
The white paper lantern flickered with white light, and the corpse odor emitted from the lantern was a bit pungent. Lin Qian frowned, feeling a little disappointed.
These three white paper lanterns are actually just used for funerals. Their function is very rubbish. They notify other ghosts to come to express their condolences. To put it bluntly, they are just like a white ghost candle.
It is not as convenient to use as the ghost candle. Someone must be dead. This lantern can be carried out to attract ghosts. Although it can be used when going out normally, the effect is not very good. It can basically be said to have no effect.
"What a rubbish supernatural item."
Lin Qian put the lantern into the painting in disappointment. Seeing how high-quality these three mourning ghosts were, she thought the lantern would be very good. However, it turned out that it was such a good character. .
Let the starving ghost swallow the fierce ghost in his hand directly. Lin Qian stared at the village at the end of the earth bridge, and he probably knew what was going on.
"Did an old man die? Or did an ordinary person die?"
Based on the three white paper lanterns and mourning ghosts, Lin Qian could be sure that someone died in Huaihuang Village, but It’s unclear what kind of being died.
If he is an ordinary person, then his trip will be in vain. If he is an old man, then he will make a lot of money today.
None of the old guys who survived the Republic of China had bad ghosts. The old guys of that era all took the path of completing the puzzle.
The evil ghosts on the body are all composed of three or four, or even five or six evil ghosts with complementary killing patterns. This type of evil ghost not only has an outrageous killing pattern, but is also even more terrifying.
Looking at the village, Lin Qianyan thought for a while, thought about it, and decided not to think about it. It didn’t matter whether the old man died or an ordinary person died. He would know when he went in and took a look. Guessing here is ultimately in vain.
There is no light in the dim sky. Under the yellowed and cracked earth bridge is a winding stream with no end. The stream is gurgling, dead and empty.
The tombs hanging on the doors of every house looked particularly eerie and strange in the dark night. The paper money scattered on the ground was picked up by the wind and flew towards the sky.
A few dead and rotten locust trees stood crookedly in the village, their branches showing their teeth and claws, like a pair of ghostly claws.
Lin Qian looked at them together with a calm expression, and the pupils under his glasses were ordinary. As he walked onto the earth bridge, a coldness suddenly filled his body. The earth bridge trembled violently under his feet, and the yellow mud on the bridge suddenly trembled. It began to squirm and spread towards Lin Qian's feet.
As if intending to engulf Lin Qian, the old black paper money was flying in the air, as if someone threw a handful of paper money into the air to see off the living people walking on the earth bridge.
Lin Qian looked calmly at her feet that were submerged in the yellow mud. She easily pulled her feet out of the mud and gently shook the soil on her feet. A more terrifying coldness appeared.
Covering the entire earth bridge, the squirming yellow mud instantly calmed down, and the paper money flying in the air fell back into the soil.
Lin Qian walked across the earth bridge expressionlessly and came to the other end of the bridge. Lin Qian turned around and lowered his head, his eyes flashed for a while, and he took out a painting from his pocket.
Spreading the painting, Lin Qianmeng inserted his hand into the earth bridge. Without much effort, he demolished the earth bridge, and then, there was nothing more.
What happened next was very logical. The earth bridge was smoothly installed into the painting. There were no accidents during the process, and no scary ghosts appeared to stop it.
Putting the painting away, Lin Qian looked at the empty stream and nodded with satisfaction:
"It's a pity, there is nothing magical about this creek, otherwise I would have made a lot of money today."
Lin Qian shook his head, with a look of regret on his face.
Looking back from the creek, Lin Qian looked at Huaihuang Village. The paper money was flying like a dancing queen, which looked particularly "moving" in the darkness.
“Why are these supernatural places so unfair?”
Lin Qian muttered and walked towards Huaihuang Village. The village was not big. Although it was shrouded in darkness, it was With Lin Qian's eyes, he could still see the end at a glance.
After a little counting, there were only about a hundred households, which were no different from the Qingfeng Town I went to before, except that one had a yellow dirt road and the other had a bluestone road.
Walking into the village, Lin Qian frowned, and a slight coldness disappeared from his body.
At this time, the village that was originally shrouded in darkness suddenly became bright, and a bright sun suddenly appeared in the sky.
The sun shines on the earth, and the originally muddy path becomes dry. The locust trees that were dry and black before suddenly become spring again, and the branches are covered with tender green leaves.
A squeak
Some farmers walked out of the village. They were dressed very simply, in coarse linen clothes. Some were carrying dung buckets as if they were going to water vegetables, and some were carrying backpacks as if they were going to cut grass.
The expressions on their faces all seemed normal, and some of them were walking together, chatting about some daily trivial matters.
In the village, a little smoke rises, and a hungry aroma of rice comes from every house.
The crow of chickens sounded in the village, accompanied by the barking of dogs, quacks of geese, croaking of ducks, and the sounds of some women scolding children.
At this moment, the village came alive, starting from the time Lin Qian entered.
Lin Qian squinted her eyes and turned to look behind her. There were no buses or streams, just terraced fields in which the green rice looked full of life.
Among the rice fields, golden and red carp occasionally jump up, bite a grain of rice in one bite, and then return to the water with a splash of water. What a pastoral landscape, a paradise.
Lin Qian's eyes flashed red and he glanced around. If he hadn't seen what this village looked like before, he might have really believed it.
"Supernatural manifestation? No, no, there are no supernatural fluctuations in these villagers' houses and buildings."
"Is it the memory of the ghost, or the memory of the old man? Or something Other abilities? ”
Through the observation just now, Lin Qian discovered that there were no strong supernatural beings in this village. Although there was a faint coldness surrounding it, this did not prove anything.
If you didn’t know what kind of village this was, and just saw it at first glance, you would just think that this is a very normal village.
"It's interesting. There may not be that many ghosts here, maybe there is only one."
"However, depending on this situation, one is enough."
Lin Qian had a smile in his eyes. He seemed to be making a lot of money today. Instead of paying attention to the changes in the village, Lin Qian walked towards an old man lying in front of the door and sunbathing. He planned to see what this was first. Condition.
As long as he is sure that the ghost here is not an idealist or cursed ghost, he can basically flood the place with ghost blood instantly and then capture the ghost.
If it is a curse type ghost, it will take some time. You need to find the source of the ghost. Otherwise, there is no other way. This kind of ghost cannot be drowned out with ghost blood. After all, it attacks the consciousness. weird.
When I came to the old man, he was an old man who was almost sixty or seventy years old. He was relatively skinny, which may have been caused by working in the farm all his life.
There are also more wrinkles on the face. At a glance, I just feel a sense of vicissitudes coming towards me, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable. (Thinking of grandpa, sorry)
“Uncle, you are basking in the sun.”
Lin Qian sat on the threshold next to the old man and used the unique ability of Chinese people to tell lies with open eyes.
Hearing Lin Qian’s question, the old man opened his eyes, turned his head and looked over. He saw that Lin Qian was dressed very elegantly, and he was a little surprised:
“Young man, from outside. Human? Why haven't I seen you before? You seem to be a scholar?"
Speaking of this, the old man seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes were filled with memories:
“Studying is very promising. I almost got into college back then, but unfortunately I Forget it, otherwise I would also be a college student. It’s a pity, it’s a pity.”
The old man's face was full of regret. Lin Qian did not interrupt the old man's memories, and said thoughtfully in his eyes:
"I remember when I was admitted to college, the test questions were about the four ancient countries..."
Lin Qian narrowed his eyes, he knew the evil ghost here, no, it should be the era of the old guy who died here.
"The Republic of China, this is really an interesting and frustrating era."
Looking at the normal scene around him, Lin Qian smiled and turned to look at a man facing The old woman walking here has an old face, white temples and sparse hair.
Lin Qian narrowed his eyes and stood up, with a smile on his face:
"Old man, what is going on? Are you dead or alive?"
Old lady, carry on your back. He clasped his hands with a somewhat complicated expression on his face, raised his head and looked around, feeling a little silent. After a while, he let out a long sigh: < br>
"Hunter, I really didn't expect that because of your arrival, the evil ghost was forced to return to a memory node. You, the younger generation, are a little too strong. How far has your generation come?"
“Is everyone like you, or is it just you?”
The old woman sighed with emotion, walked to Lin Qian and sat down, patted the threshold and motioned for him to sit too.
After hearing what the old woman said, Lin Qian suddenly fell silent. She looked down at the old man with a somewhat ugly expression. After a while, she sat down.
"Memory node, what the heck, this evil ghost was just wiped out by him? Didn't he just demolish an earthen bridge and suppress the supernatural in the village, and the result is like this?"< br>
Lin Qian's eyes were gloomy. He couldn't eat this ghost anymore. He couldn't eat this special kind of ghost. If the old woman hadn't bluffed people, this village would be just a memory now.
I don’t know where that ghost is. It may be in someone’s memory, or it may be in the memory of some soil. I can’t say for sure.
The old woman looked at Lin Qian, who had a gloomy face, and shook her head:
"Young man, don't give up on this ghost. It can't be controlled. Unless everyone forgets it, it will never survive." Being controlled."
"I know you. He is very strong, but in the face of such a weird ghost, it is useless."
Lin Qian remained silent. He knew the situation very well. He was a starving ghost and was good at eating ghosts. He was doing what he remembered. He couldn't handle the evil ghost, at least not until he had eaten this kind of evil ghost.
Although he is not afraid of this kind of weirdness, he is very annoyed if he cannot catch it. It is the same as when you say you want to imprison the ghost in the ghost domain, or to put it another way, it is like when you are in the ghost bride. It was like trying to attract ghosts in front of her.
The old woman looked at Lin Qian who was silent and sighed, feeling a little helpless. He felt the terror of the ghost on Lin Qian and could also know what this ghost did. But just knowing that, she understood that this descendant would not be able to catch this ghost. It's just a ghost, and this ghost can't have any impact on him.
This evil ghost cannot appear in Lin Qian's memory. It seems that there is something that prevents this evil ghost from entering Lin Qian's memory. Since it cannot enter his memory, it naturally cannot have an impact on him. .
And Lin Qian couldn't catch this ghost, because Lin Qian couldn't forget this ghost, so if he couldn't forget it, he couldn't control it, let alone eat it.
"Young man, there is no need to be like this. Look at me, old woman. Ever since I met this fierce ghost, I have been trying to think of ways to control it, but unfortunately I still failed."
" I can appear now because of your appearance. You were too terrifying and suppressed part of this ghost's memory, forcing it to randomly return to this node."
"Everything started when you walked into this village. When you leave, everything will return to how it was before."
The corner of Lin Qian's mouth twitched, looking at this person living in Li Gui's memory Normally, for the old man in the middle, she could control this evil ghost as long as she let it live in her memory, but she didn't expect that the condition for controlling this evil ghost would be to forget this evil ghost.
For her situation where she has almost succeeded 99% of the time, it is obvious that she cannot forget this evil ghost. This leads to a very embarrassing situation. She lives in In the memory of the fierce ghost, a very short memory...
"Whose memory is this fierce ghost in now?" Lin Qian asked after being silent for a while.
Hearing Lin Qian’s question, the old woman felt helpless. She looked around, sighed and said:
"In the memories of all the people in the village, these people also live in the memories of Li Gui, so this leads to a cycle. If Li Gui does not forget these people, these people will not die, and if these people do not forget This Li Gui, Li Gui will always remember these people."
"This is an endless cycle, and since I am living in this memory, there is no way for these people to live in Li Gui's memory. The people in the trap have forgotten the ghost, because as long as one person forgets, that person will be restarted by the ghost into the memory where he has not forgotten it, and the cycle will repeat, endless..."
Hearing this from the old woman After explaining, Lin Qian completely gave up the idea of beating this evil ghost. He thought of spanking him even though he was like this. The infinite restart was the restart of this memory loop. There was no need to beat him at all.
There are these people in Li Gui's memory, and there are Li Gui in these people's memories. This means that even if he kills all these people, these people will be erased from Li Gui's memory in an instant. Get it out, it will continue to grow, and the cycle will repeat.
As for the evil ghost... Well, what a good idea. The person who proposed this idea must be a genius, and his mind must be full of intelligence. So when he meets such a person, Lin Qian will let him see Jesus.
The sun was shining, and Lin Qian leaned on the threshold and lit a cigarette. He felt very depressed. Was he a little unlucky? He randomly saw a supernatural place with such a difficult ghost.
The old woman watched Lin Qian puffing away and didn't care:
"Later, in this era, do the methods of controlling ghosts look the same as yours?"
< br>"Are they all going the way of living people becoming ghosts?"
Lin Qian glanced at the old woman, shook his head and said:
"A small number, every alien is irreproducible. Luck, strength, and the supernatural collision of ghosts cannot make any mistakes. So for people like me, one out of a hundred is considered lucky."
< br>"Oh, is that so? It's much better than our time." The old woman nodded, looking a little dazed.
“In our time, everyone just followed the ghosts, then completed the puzzle, and found ways to make the ghosts collide and form a cycle with each other, just like this ghost.”
"However, the shortcomings are obvious, lifespan, our lifespan cannot be as immortal as ghosts, so this leads to our These old guys can only suppress an era for a hundred years."
"And some of the evil spirits suppressed by our predecessors are also resurrecting. Unfortunately, due to our own reasons, we have no time to care about them, so we can only let them go. In addition, we have no choice but to let them go. Our generation has lost too much of its inheritance due to the war, and is simply unable to take over what our predecessors left behind.”
"This also leads to a consequence. The existence left by our predecessors and us will collectively explode in your generation..."
When the old woman said this, she raised her head and looked at Lin Qian, with some apology on her face:< br>
"In this era, we have to trouble you juniors..."
Lin Qian was silent, just smoking, his face expressionless, but his heart was a little dazed.
“Is this the generation of the Republic of China?”
This chapter is similar to the world view of my book. I will not only write about the legacy of the Republic of China, but also the legacy of my predecessors, so everyone should understand that I am a fan! Fans! Fans!
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