1.

"Jinghai Normal University! Yes, you!" Liu Ziyi held up Lin Xiao's admission letter, and his eyes were starry.

Lin Xiao saw Liu Ziyi's expression that he was almost going to lick his tongue, for fear that something would happen to the admission letter, so he hurriedly rescued it from the other party's hands.

In any case, the grades are the original sin, and the notice is innocent.

A few days ago, the long-awaited college entrance examination results were finally announced in the constant lag on the website after torturing thousands of candidates across the country. Lin Xiao also lived up to expectations again and was admitted to Jinghai Normal College, one of the top in the country, with expected good results.

Originally, it was not impossible to fill in the school in the capital with his grades, but after Lin Xiao briefly considered it, he left twelve words for his parents:

"The wind and sand are strong, the smog is a lot, and the weather is cold, I won't go!"

Xueba's willfulness, although it can always make people vomit blood, but it can always make people understand. No way, in today's world, high grades are the king in themselves!

Liu Ziyi bit the straw of the milk tea boredly, and took small sips for a while and without a while. "By the way, how did you think about the graduation trip of the class, and are you going or not going?"

Lin Xiao was putting the admission letter and his high school file bag into his school bag - he and Liu Ziyi were going back to school today to collect their files, and they would need them when the university started in two months.

And the graduation trip that Liu Ziyi talked about has been a controversial issue since the graduation ceremony in their class.

Lin Xiao had a headache when he thought of this. What he disliked was not the "graduation trip", but that he was in a liberal arts class after all, and it was really difficult, difficult, and difficult to quickly reach a consensus on one thing in an environment with many girls and a group of females!

"That Daqing film and television city is fun, I have long wanted to go!"

"Come on, it's better to go to Chang'an Film and Television Base than to go there......"

"What's the fun of going there?"

"I think Jinghai Disneyland is good!"

"And that xxx theme park!"

"I want to go to the beach. ”

"I want to go hiking. ”

...............

As the class leader, Lin Xiao has the absolute right to speak in study or class discipline on weekdays, but in this matter, he can't even insert a word.

At first, he would make one or two small suggestions as the class president, but after being disliked by the girls countless times, Lin Xiao suddenly felt that the choice of the other boys in the class was really extremely wise-

So he turned on the "message do not disturb" of the class group.

In fact, Lin Xiao, as the leader of the group, wanted to open the "all staff ban" mode, but out of concern about being bombarded to death by girls with private messages and voices, he still tried his best to restrain this impulse.

"Just leave this matter to Jiang Ningning and a few of them to worry about. Lin Xiao straightened the double shoulder straps of his schoolbag and waved his hand irritably: "As long as they are not afraid of hair falling out too much, they can do whatever they like." ”

"You're the leader of the first class......"

"Then I told you to shut up, can you shut up obediently?!"

"Surely not. Liu Ziyi smiled cheaply.

Lin Xiao also smiled in return: "Isn't that enough...... Climb for the master!" Yu Bi flew up and kicked this friend away from him.

...............

At this time, on the second floor of the library, two people were standing by the window, watching Lin Xiao and Liu Ziyi push each other out of the school gate, playing and walking all the way away.

The spectators are a man and a woman. The man was a handsome man in his twenties, wearing a black trench coat, and he had a cigarette in his mouth, but instead of lighting it and smoking it like a normal person, he put the end of the tobacco in his mouth and chewed it gently.

The woman beside him had a shocking face, wearing glasses, and the eyes behind the crystal lenses occasionally showed a little chilling light.

"When are you going to act?" Ye Xin asked.

Ma Wei was still chewing the tobacco leaves in his mouth, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Just tonight." ”

"Are you sure?"

"Even if he is the Pope, it is the Pope after the fall from the building. Before the first 'Dream Seal' was opened, his natal spiritual sense, including his abilities, was still in a state of silence. Ma Wei said: "Don't forget that I am the first person in the ghost path since ancient times, if this little thing can stump me, then don't mix it up." ”

The first in the wilderness, the ancestor of the ghost path.

Ye Xin knew that what Ma Wei said was true: the person next to her, his ability was far more reliable than his out-of-tune appearance.

"Then please. Ye Xin nodded slightly in gratitude, and turned around and walked to his office. After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Ma Wei, who was still chewing tobacco, and said, "Actually...... That thing can be used to suck ......."

Ma Wei smacked his lips in disgust, and spit out the cigarette in his mouth that had been chewed by himself: "How uninteresting it is to chew it...... Anyway, when will this tobacco leaf be used to smoke it?

"You've been locked up for too long!"

Ye Xin's voice came from the office, leaving Ma Wei, who had been poked sadly, messy in the corridor through the hallway.

2.

"Six hundred and fifty-one, six hundred fifty-two, six hundred fifty-three...... Six hundred and ninety-nine, seven hundred ......"

Lin Xiao silently counted his steps, and on the way home, the four big golden characters of "Shengshi Huayuan" at the entrance of the community were not far in front of him, reflecting the light of the street lamp at the door, and it seemed that he could walk in a few steps.

But from the time Lin Xiao first realized that something was wrong, until now, he counted seven hundred steps step by step, but there was still a distance from the entrance of the community.

Half an hour ago, Lin Xiao finished dinner at home, and then thought of the park opposite the community for a walk to eat. After he had been walking around for a long time, on the way back, he began to notice strange things.

The first time he found out that the problem was when he was crossing the street. Lin Xiao felt that today's traffic light was particularly abnormal, when he walked to the center of the zebra crossing, the original green light flashed very abruptly after only a few seconds, and then turned into a red light.

Lin Xiao stood alone in the middle of the zebra crossing, the speeding vehicles shuttling in front of and behind him, and the roar of the engine was unusually loud, as if it was about to form a sound barrier, trapping him on the road.

The time of this red light was unusually long, so long that Lin Xiao listened to two songs completely, and looked at a young beggar dressed in tattered black under the traffic light across the road, slowly spreading a hemp cloth on the ground, putting a broken bowl begging for money, and then sitting down to pick up a broken bamboo flute and blow it.

When the green light finally turned on, Lin Xiao rummaged through his pocket, found a coin, crossed the street and put it into the bowl of the beggar who was playing the flute. When he passed by the intersection leading to the gate of the community, he saw a young man in a black trench coat writing something on the ground with chalk.

Lin Xiao quietly walked around behind him and took a look, originally thinking it was a "grievance letter" similar to fundraising, but unexpectedly, it was a strange calligraphy under the chalk.

Lin Xiao shook his head inexplicably and continued to walk forward. It was less than ten steps away, and he was suddenly stunned:

Wait a minute...... The man who wrote, and the beggar who played the flute...... It looks like it!

Lin Xiao turned his head suddenly, and the young man who was writing was no longer there, only the series of strange symbols on the ground remained, and when he moved his gaze to the traffic light, the beggar who played the flute was gone, and even the piece of hemp cloth he had laid on the ground was gone.

The ambient sound suddenly became weak, the whistling of cars speeding by, the shouting of stalls at intersections, and the music of square dancing in the community not far away...... No matter what the sound was, it was gradually getting smaller, and Lin Xiao listened to his breathing and heartbeat getting louder and louder!

The light of the street lamp became much dimer, a gust of wind blew, and even the temperature around it dropped a lot, and a faint cold seemed to be quietly surging from all directions.

Lin Xiao's nerves suddenly tensed, and seeing that the gate of the community was not far away, he hurriedly accelerated his pace. As he walked, his pace suddenly slowed down again, and vaguely, the abnormal feeling became stronger and stronger.

Lin Xiao began to move forward slowly, and silently counted the steps he walked.

He believes that the size of people's steps may change, but the distance will always change.

So Lin Xiao walked slowly, counting from one to seven hundred, and the more he counted, his heart felt like falling into an ice cellar. Seven hundred steps should have allowed him to reach the gate of the community, but he was always a short distance from his destination.

This is...... Ghost hitting the wall?!

"Is there really such a thing in the world?" Lin Xiao, who has never believed in God or Buddhism, couldn't help but start thinking about this kind of metaphysical thing at this time. The street lamp overhead flickered faintly, reflecting a strange shadow on the ground, and Lin stopped freely and moved his gaze to the lamppost.

A black object came into view, and the thing made a hoarse and ugly sound under Lin Xiao's gaze, and then spread its wings as black as night and flew into the night sky.

It was a crow.

"Excuse me?!" Lin Xiao suddenly laughed, although the current scene may not be funny at all, and he may even have to cry a little to be in line with the behavior of a normal person in this situation.

The sound of a flute seemed to come from afar. Different from the flute sound with determination that the young beggar blew just now, the sound of this flute is ethereal and ethereal, and the melody is long and soft, even if Lin Xiao's five notes are incomplete, you can feel the softness of the notes flowing out of the holes.

The street lights were completely extinguished, Lin Xiao clenched his fists, and his whole body was tense. Through the dim night, he saw a handsome young man in a black trench coat walking out of the community, holding a hole flute and blowing as he walked.

"Big brother, who are you?"

Lin Xiao pretended to be calm, his right hand behind his back, and he trembled slightly. He was already unable to comprehend what was happening in front of him, which seemed to be the only one that could only be seen in fantasy novels, and was now playing out right under his nose.

The sound of the flute stopped, and the young man folded his hands behind his back, and a grim smile hung on his face, and his face looked as white as a dead man.

"Take all the ecstasy medicine, who eats the life-sustaining pill. The cult is self-entangling. Dead and fallen prisoners, eternal calamity of the town of Huangquan. ”

The young man was still approaching Lin Xiao, unhurriedly reading the lower rhyme of Hou Shanyuan's "Nan Kezi Taishang Xuan Yuanzu" in the Yuan Dynasty, and listening to his tone, he seemed to like this poem very much.

"This is something I saw in a book not long ago, and I think it's very well written and fits my personal mood......"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Xiao had already strode forward and punched at the young man.

He didn't know what was going on with the strange man in front of him who seemed to have suddenly come out of some fantasy novel, but he could vaguely guess that the illusion he was in was dominated by the other party. So as long as you defeat this weird guy, you might be able to break the illusion and escape.

The young man held the hole flute behind him with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to block the punch from Lin Xiao, and then showed surprise on his face: "Inch?"

The explosive power of "inch strength" in the fist palm method is completely one of the best, it is not a move, but more like a trick of luck. The mover is required to concentrate his strength on a certain inch of the fist, and then burst out from this point to maximize the burst of power.

Lin Xiao's martial arts were not taught to him by anyone, he seemed to be born with the ability to fight, and he was inexplicably disciplined. Lin Xiao has always regarded his martial arts as a kind of talent like his own literary literacy.

It's just that what gives him a headache is that the strange martial arts he comes with are extremely domineering, so Lin Xiao rarely does it with people, and even if he does, he has some restraint to avoid causing serious harm to others.

But today's situation is obviously different, the other party is a monster who doesn't know where he came from, and he doesn't know what his purpose is.

Therefore, Lin Xiao no longer had reservations as soon as he came up, hoping that he would defeat him with all his might, even if it was delayed for a while and a half......

But Lin Xiao obviously underestimated the ability of the young man in black.

Facing Lin Xiao's oncoming punch and the strength he used, the black-clothed young man directly raised his hand to cut Lin Xiao's central acupoint after simply blocking, and suddenly pushed a palm on his chest as quickly as a thunderbolt.

Lin Xiao only felt a great force coming from his chest, he felt that he was flying backwards uncontrollably, and at the same time, he also saw the surrounding buildings, trees, and even a piece of garbage on the ground, all of which were rapidly swept forward into a black whirlpool. In the center of the whirlpool, stood the young man, the back of his trench coat moving in the wind.

Suddenly, his back hit what seemed to be a wall. Lin Xiao was dizzy from the impact, and closed his eyes for a while before he came to his senses.

There was a thick fog all around, a white expanse, enveloping the whole world. The only thing that existed in this space was Lin Xiao and the high wall behind him.

Lin Xiao held on to the wall with his backhand and slowly turned around. I saw that what he was facing away from was not a wall at all—but a magnificent vermilion lacquer gate. There was also a large plaque hanging on this door, and Lin Xiao waved his hand to dispel the fog in front of him and read the words on it clearly......

3.

Perched on the Wuyu Residence?!

Lin Xiao didn't know what this place was, but there was still a feeling of indescribability and incomprehension, and this feeling was the inexplicable familiarity that had been bothering him all along: from the constantly repeated dream, to Ye Xin, to the young man in black, and then to the current environment.

"How does it feel?"

Lin Xiao only felt a weight on his left shoulder, and when he turned his head, he saw that the gloomy young man in black suddenly appeared beside him and put his hand on his shoulder. "Do you feel familiar? Would you like to go in and have a good look? The young man smiled at Lin Xiao, not only did he not mean to be close, but he even more looked like he was ghostly.

Lin Xiao had goosebumps all over his body in an instant, and there seemed to be a biting cold current flowing through his body, making his hands and feet cold. Lin Xiao shouted, "Get out!" and his elbow was pushed outward, hitting the young man's ribs hard.

The young man in black still looked unhurried, as if he hadn't seen Lin Xiao's obvious counterattack at all, and let the other party hit him directly. Lin Xiao actually didn't take it lightly this time, but he received a blow, but there was no pain on his face.

Lin Xiao didn't know how the young man in black felt, he only knew that when he hit it, it seemed to be on top of a ball of soft cotton, and he had no sense of strength. Next, a force came from the place where the two touched, and Lin Xiao suddenly felt half of his body numb, his left leg and knee were weak, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

At this time, the black-clothed young man just stretched out his hand to push, and Lin Xiao flew out, slammed into the vermilion lacquer door of Qiwu Yuyiju, and then slid to the ground. The intense pain made Lin Xiao's eyes turn black for a while, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Lin Xiao couldn't care about his anger now, and his mind was full of doubts now. Everything shown by the black-clothed young man in front of him is completely contrary to the "dialectical and historical materialist ideological education" he has received in the past 18 years:

The black crow in the hole, the horizontal flute drawing, the mysterious illusion and the unbelievable skills......

"This is beyond the scope of metaphysics," Lin Xiao scolded in his heart, "What kind of fantasy novel is this shelving for me?!"

Lin Xiao struggled to stand up, and the young man in black stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar and pushed him against the door. "I can tell you still don't want to believe what you're seeing, even if you know it might be true. ”

"It seems that I started too lightly, and the stimulation was not big enough. The young man in black smiled: "The game has just begun, is it impatient so soon?" After speaking, he gently pushed Lin Xiao's chest.

The vermilion lacquer door behind him suddenly opened, and Lin Xiao suddenly felt that someone behind him grabbed him and dragged him hard, and the whole person got up from the ground, and was pulled into the interior of Qi Wuyu Yiju by a sudden force.

"Let go of me!" Lin Xiao yelled, glaring fiercely at the black-clothed young man who was laughing at the door, and was involuntarily swept behind the door. The vermilion lacquer door slowly closed, wrapped in the mist again, and the world fell into a whirl......

...............

When Lin Xiao woke up, his back was the vermilion lacquer door, but the difference was that he was now in the Qiwu Yuyi Residence.

Behind the vermilion lacquer gate, the Qiwu Yu Yiju is an extremely magnificent ancient mansion. Although I am now in a fog, my vision is limited. But he can still vaguely see the general outline of the interior of the house:

The cloister patio, the rockery stone path, and the main hall still can't hide the luxurious and elegant atmosphere of the house even in such a strange environment.

Lin Xiao slowly stood up and looked around, but suddenly found a motionless figure lying on the ground not far away. The man was wearing a black dress and looked like a woman.

The woman appeared there so suddenly, scaring Lin Xiao into a cold sweat. He froze in place for a long time, staring straight at the figure, not daring to move easily, for fear that it was something evil. A person and a shadow were in a stalemate for a long time, and there was silence all around, so quiet that even a tiny needle could hit the ground.

However, after a long time, the woman still lay there without moving. Lin Xiao also took the opportunity to calm down a little, and thought about other possibilities - could it be a poor person trapped in this ghost place like himself.

In extreme isolation, it is easy to believe in many people and things that you don't believe in, including thoughts that you would not easily have before. For example, Lin Xiao has been trapped in this strange illusion for a while, and he desperately needs someone who is in the same situation as him to share the pressure in his heart.

Lin Xiaomao walked forward slowly and came to the woman's side. He cautiously reached out and grabbed the woman's shoulders and turned her over, the two facing each other......

Lin Xiao was stunned, and then let go of his hand in horror.

The woman in front of her was pale, and her body was cold to the touch, like the dead features described in the book. But this is not what scares Lin Xiao the most, his real fear lies in the fact that he recognizes this person!

Her name is Cheng Yuwei, and she was Lin Xiao's classmate in her first year of high school. Later, this girl chose to study abroad in her sophomore year of high school, and the contact with her old classmates was gradually severed.

Could it be ...... Cheng Yuwei didn't get in touch with her classmates in China after going abroad for the past two years, because she was trapped and died in this weird fantasy world?! Lin Xiao can even imagine that she did countless useless struggles when she was trapped here alone, and finally died alone and lonely!

For a while, all kinds of terrible thoughts kept popping up in Lin Xiao's mind, making him have a splitting headache. In the next second, a more intense pain came from the mouth of the heart and spread to the whole body-I saw Cheng Yuwei, who was still lying on the ground just now, had turned over from the ground at some point. Her palms were open, her five fingers were sharp, and they were directly inserted into Lin Xiao's heart!

What's the situation? Fool me!

Lin Xiao's face was full of disbelief, and the feeling of being too shocked made him forget the sharp pain from his heart for a while, and he looked at Cheng Yuwei's eyes deadly, as if he wanted to remember the look in her eyes when she killed him.

But Lin Xiao didn't see anything - Cheng Yuwei's eyes were only dead white, and there was no pupil!

Suddenly, the sound of the flute sounded again, and as before, looming from far and near, the black-clothed young man cleared the layers of fog and came to Lin Xiao. At this time, Lin Xiao's mouth was surging with blood, and his blood-stained face was leaning on Cheng Yuwei's shoulder, whose hand was still in his heart.

The young man in black squatted down and casually played with a wisp of tassels on the hole flute. "That...... I've probably read your memory, and it seems that only this girl is more pleasing to the eye, so I'll borrow it...... You wouldn't mind, would you?!"

Lin Xiao looked up at the young man in black, and his eyes, which had begun to slowly dim, suddenly brightened again, as if he had found something flaw in the other party's words.

"Believe what you see, in fact, everything is very simple!" said softly to the young man in black, "What do you say?

Lin Xiao's eyes widened suddenly, and the sense of familiarity that had always been inexplicable came back to his heart...... All these mysterious and mysterious things around him?

Something quietly shattered in his mind, a memory that had never appeared in his eighteen-year-old life, gradually surfaced......

【To be continued】