I don't know how long it took, Wu Huang, who was covered in wet dew, woke up, opened his eyes, and what he saw was still the beach. He grinned and got up, reaching out to cover his forehead, but soon, his eyes widened and he stared at his hands, and jumped up like a ghost.

And with this jump, he found something even more hellish. He found that his bounce power was more than three times higher than before, and he could only jump fifty or sixty centimeters high, but now he jumped more than one meter high. Although his black hands made him feel frightened and his back cold, the explosion of this bouncing force also made him feel as if he had been ghosted.

Thinking that he was hallucinating, he closed his eyes and shook his head, but just as he closed his eyes, a scene appeared in his mind that made him open his eyes in horror. In the distance, there is still the flickering Ni Hong, on the opposite street, there is still the roar of cars, and in the near distance, Qingyang River is still crying and whimpering. Everything seems to have not changed, and only he himself has changed.

He slapped himself on the cheek, then rushed to the river, jumped into it, and scrubbed his hands vigorously.

Whew――

Fortunately, he exhaled, and the black on his hands could actually be washed off. It's just that the more he washed, the more frightened he became, not only his hands, but also his arms and belly, and he took off his clothes and found that his whole body was so black.

He scrubbed as if he were obsessed, as if he had something on his body that could corrode his skin.

Half an hour later, he gradually calmed down. As a poor student who doesn't read very seriously and usually goes to the bookstore to read novels, this kind of weird thing is quite easy to accept. If he is really ghosted, then even if he wants to refuse, he can't refuse.

Is it still possible to negotiate terms with ghosts?

However, the possible surname of 'ghost upper body' was quickly ruled out by him, if it is really a ghost upper body, then his consciousness should not be his own consciousness, but belongs to that 'ghost'. Yes, he felt that he might have been hit by that mass in his head.

When he closed his eyes and quietly contemplated his mind, a silver-white light appeared in the darkness of his mind.

In the middle of that silver-white light, a silver-gray stone bead was quietly suspended. The size of the stone bead thumb, simple and old, the surface is uneven, full of vicissitudes, but in this ancient clumsiness, it gives people a mysterious feeling, as if it can be in harmony with the whole heaven and earth.

It's a strange feeling!

When he finished washing himself and went ashore, he found another strange place. At this time, not only did he feel that his skin was soft and abnormal, but even the swelling and scars left by those gangsters before had all disappeared. Even the old scars of the past are now dry and quiet.

It's like taking the Ten Perfect Tonic Pills in a martial arts novel, and after some washing and cutting the marrow.

He looked at the waterproof electronic watch on his wrist and found that it was only about two o'clock in the morning, and only three or four hours had passed since he was beaten.

He rinsed off his clothes, then put on his wet clothes and pants, and after looking around to see the umbrella that had been blown by the night wind, he braved the rain and trotted all the way back to his dormitory. When he returned to his dormitory, he found another strange place.

He felt that his body was several times better than before, and no matter how good he was before, he was so tired that he stuck out his tongue like a dog when he ran thousands of meters without stopping. But now, after running down a distance of more than 3,000 meters, I don't blush or pant for breath.

He felt that in the two or three hours that he fainted tonight, something incredible must have happened.

Otherwise, how could such an incredible thing happen now? It's as if your body has been specially strengthened.

If it weren't for the fact that he really didn't have any money in his pocket, he really wanted to go to the hospital to check his body and see if there was something wrong.

"Forget it, take a shower and go to bed first, I guess after waking up, is this a dream? Although it hurts to hit yourself at this time! At this point, the benefits of living off-campus are apparent, and if he lives on campus, he has no choice but to climb over the wall.

Wu Huang comforted himself, he didn't know whether such a change in himself was a good thing or a bad thing, but such a big change always made him feel uneasy.

He took a shower, dried his hair, covered his head and went to sleep.

When he woke up the next morning, the first thing he did was get up and look in the mirror. But after looking in the mirror, his whole spirit was a little trance.

It turns out that everything last night was really not a dream. At this time, the person in the mirror, except that his clothes are still so old-fashioned, is a little white face! The skin is fair and soft like a girl, in stark contrast to the previous dark and rough, if you go out, people will think that he went to bleaching surgery last night! "How so? That's how I got to class! Wu Huang was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, touched his face, and cried with a sad face.

Leave!

Wu Huang didn't think about it carefully, he directly tore two pieces of paper with a pen, wrote them down, and then pinned a message and a leave note to the crack of the door of the girl's dormitory next door, and asked her to hand it over on her behalf. This kind of thing was not done by Wu Huang before, so now it is quite smooth to do.

Turned around and went back to the room, locked the doors and windows, and closed the curtains, he was a little worried, there was no way to go on like this, he couldn't shrink into the dormitory for a long time!

"Forget it, let's delay it for a day or two!" He couldn't help but comfort himself. After comforting, he remembered what had happened yesterday and last night.

The first thing made him a laughing stock in the hearts of everyone, and his dignity was swept away. The second thing, although no one knew, made Wu Huang very depressed. And the reason why there is a second thing is precisely because of Li Jisen's conspiracy, deliberately pronouncing Shui Ruojia's name as Luo Xiuxiu's name.

With Li Jisen's family background, how could he not know the relationship between Luo Xiuxiu and that village brother. Yes, Li Jisen simply wanted to borrow Brother Village's knife to punish him Wu Huang, and wanted to make him Wu Huang look good, which was a sinister and despicable villain.

However, Li Jisen's family is wealthy, and his son is still known as the 'richest man in Qingyang County', so it seems difficult to find him for revenge! As for that Luo Xiuxiu, Wu Huang originally thought that she was just a little bold and avant-garde, but he didn't expect her to be a scratch/woman! is actually fooling around with the underworld, and if he wants to take revenge, it seems that it is far away! Wu Huang is not stupid, he just doesn't like to read, yes, if you think about it carefully, you can figure out the trick.

However, the more he knew about the connection, the more frustrated he became, "Why are you so unlucky to offend these two dog men and women!" ”

"But this revenge is not avenged, I am really unwilling! Although he was blessed by misfortune, he ...... That kind of shame, how can it be easily washed away! ”

Smack-

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and slammed the table, and the result was ...... He was dumbfounded again.

I saw that there were still eighty percent of the new desktop, and where he slapped it, a piece actually cracked off and recessed into the drawer.

Looking at the damage he had caused, Wu Huang secretly exclaimed to himself, "This beat, to say the least, has a strength of three hundred catties!" How did you become the guy who always loves spinach? Shi Zhu, it must be the ghost of that stone bead! ”

Wu Huang muttered to himself, focusing his attention on the stone bead, and suddenly, he only felt that his body moved, and he appeared in a strange place.

There was a secret chamber with a portal two meters wide and three meters high at each end, and a fist-sized illuminated orb above each portal.

Between the two portals, a two-meter-wide golden carpet was laid one after another. On the walls on both sides of the chamber, a huge mural is carved on each side, which occupies almost all of the two walls. But the mural is dull and blurry. But in the center, there is a little light emitted, which is particularly eye-catching in the blurry and dull mural. It's like a little white dot on the black list, which makes people involuntarily focus on the white dot.

The two portals are separated by nine meters, the two murals are separated by eight meters, and the secret room is six meters high.

Next to one of the portals, there was a table of eight immortals, and in the center of the table was a palm-sized tray with a bead the size of a soybean and a black pearl. Other than that, there was nothing else, and it seemed a bit lonely and abrupt.

Wu Huang was a little strange, what kind of place is this secret room? Why did you suddenly appear here?

He walked towards the portal where there was a table, came to the table, reached out and picked up the pearl, and looked at it strangely. Looking at it, Wu Huang only felt that his mind was deeply inhaled, and then a lot of things squeezed into his mind, making him have a splitting headache, but he couldn't get rid of it. It wasn't until he slumped to the ground that he recovered from the headache, and then he put the beads back on the tray in his hand in horror.

It's just that when he put the beads back on the tray, countless messages flashed in his mind, making him vaguely understand what was going on with all this.

ps: Brother who has passed by, please collect thank you!^^

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