Deep darkness dominates the night sky, and the purple moon is gloomy and picturesque.

Toton Manor, on the eastern outskirts of Rensu City, has an old study with a simple ceremonial altar flickering by candlelight.

Under the light of the strange snake-like candle flames, a compass eye placed on the altar emitted bloodshot from the cracks, connecting the five people around the altar who had fallen to the ground.

"Whew!"

A black-haired young man with several cracks in his skin suddenly took a deep breath, as if he hadn't breathed for a long time, and he couldn't wait for oxygen to stay alive.

Extreme pain rippled in Ye Chen's consciousness, something burrowed into his body and blunt thorns, accompanied by the pain of tearing, and even made him want to howl miserably.

However, Ye Chen, who seemed to be unable to exert himself in a dream, had difficulty controlling his body.

"Bang! pound!"

The flesh seemed to be cut open inch by inch by sharp claws, and Ye Chen felt that his heart was about to explode as he continued to twitch.

Does rolling mountain hurt so much?

Falling from such a high mountain wall, you should be burping in an instant!

Is this what it feels like to die?

I guess I'm not saved, if I want to die, hurry up, could it be that I posted too many small advertisements on the telephone pole and suffered retribution?

It's not infinitely cool, but it's always hurting, if you don't die and become a vegetative person, you still have to be in pain and happy when you can't take care of yourself?

Just as Ye Chen was secretly praying and wailing to lose consciousness as soon as possible and suffer less sin, his misty perception began to gradually become clearer, and many fragments of memories that did not belong to him filled his mind like a painful dream.

"Ahh

The black-haired young man on the side of the altar twisted his body as if he was cramping, and he actually struggled and rolled, pulling the bloodshot that connected the other four people and the compass eyes into his body at an accelerated pace.

As soon as the dense blood streaks entered the black-haired young man's body, his skin cracked and squirmed like a baby's mouth, terrifying and weird.

The flame in the fireplace in the study had long since been extinguished, and black smoke was now emitting, making the scene around the altar even more eerie.

As the black-haired young man rolled and struggled, the bloodshot in his body converged towards his left palm and flowed into a circle of wonderful pattern imprints that emerged.

Unlike the black-haired young man, the cracks on his skin closed and disappeared, and the other four people on the side of the altar twisted their bodies, their skin cracks wriggling and oozing yellow pus-like blood.

The choking black smoke mixed with the foul smell of blood grew stronger and thicker in the study.

The pain of the tear eased somewhat, Ye Chen's consciousness was concentrating, recalling the scene of the rolling mountain, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Looking at the vague and thick black smoke, Ye Chen felt uncomfortable with his lungs snoring and unable to breathe.

"What's the situation?"

Although Ye Chen had the belly of falling off a cliff instead of burning charcoal, his instinctive desire to survive still made him subconsciously struggle to find a way out.

With a clanging sound, the altar was knocked over by the black-haired youth, and he also tripped over a few times.

Pushing open the window through the gloomy purple light, the black-haired youth breathed in the clammy and cold air of the night.

In the canopy of an old tree in the manor, a flock of crows flew up in the shadows, making a rough hoarse whoast sound, making Ye Chen's scalp tingle and his heart burst faster.

"Are you stupid?"

Enduring the discomfort of his body, Ye Chen's thoughts were confused for a while, and he was not sure whether to close the window to isolate the crow's palpitating noise, or to find the portal and let more clammy and cold air in, so that he could breathe a little easier.

The purple moon looking at the sky from the window is so weird.

The subtle click sound spread out along with the cracks in the eyes of the compass that rolled to the ground.

Ye Chen shivered inexplicably, turned back along the moonlight that swayed into the study, and faintly found four swollen corpses full of cracks.

"Poof!"

Ye Chen's sudden discovery caused his body to be agitated, his hair stood up, and his body that was not completely straightened was leaning on the windowsill, if it wasn't for one arm on the edge of the window, he was afraid that he would twist his body and slip on the ground.

"Bang!"

The layers of compass eyes exploded into a sparkling annihilation.

In Ye Chen's sight, the four people who couldn't see it really seemed to have been soaked in water for a long time, and the blood on their bodies was still flowing out of viscous liquid.

I don't know if I was frightened, or if I wanted to suppress the feeling of nausea in my stomach, Ye Chen secretly swallowed his saliva and forgot to make a sound.

Ye Chen's arm on the edge of the window was still in hot pain, obviously he had just scratched his hands and feet helplessly.

After opening the window for ventilation, the black smoke in the study no longer gushed out from the fireplace, and the suffocation and discomfort in Ye Chen's lungs were unconsciously relieved.

After gasping for breath for a while, the four swollen corpses in the room did not move, and Ye Chen's body and mind rarely calmed down for a short time.

Maintaining a half-turned posture leaning against the edge of the window, Ye Chen's constricted pupils focused, and he looked at the things in the study.

An old, blood-stained carpet was laid out in an area in the center of the study.

A desk and three chairs that were old could be seen as patches of paint had fallen off.

A few parchment rolls were scattered on the table, inkwells had fallen to the ground, and pens and pocket watches, glowing in the moonlight, had slid to the edge of the desk.

The brass candlestick fell in the center of the four corpses, and there was no fire.

A heavy mahogany bookcase, leaning against one of the walls of the room, neatly lined with rows of books.

"This is what I just hit?"

Ye Chen found the door of the study, looked down, and looked under his legs in a lame posture.

Finding the viscous liquid on the leather shoes that had been wrinkled and colored, Ye Chen touched the side ribs with pain again, recalling that he had probably hit the corner of the table just now.

After adjusting his crooked figure, Ye Chen looked around the study again, and many memories that did not belong to him blended in his mind.

Joyce Rupert, a native of Rosen, lived in the city of Lunsu in the province of Oran, and spent his childhood in an orphanage, and was later adopted by Rupert the Elder, an adopter with his sister Elena.

"Isn't it!"

Ye Chen was stunned for a long time on the surface, but his thinking was clear, looking at the four swollen corpses in the room, he remembered the identities of the four people in his mental memory.

Joyce Rupert studied archaeology at Taya University, and the four bodies in front of him, Blaitze, Tongen, and Yaheng, were classmates in the archaeology department, and Mr. Totton was a professor in the archaeology department.

Reaching out and pinching his slippery cheeks, feeling the pain of his fingers squeezing the flesh of his face, Ye Chen inexplicably felt that there was something wrong.

"Rebirth or time-traveling?"

In the past, Ye Chen wished that such a thing could be smashed on his head immediately, but at this moment, he couldn't help but be very dumbfounded.

In Ye Chen's cognition, most of the rebirth he is looking forward to is to go back to the past, make a fortune by relying on some things that are known to be about to happen, walk to the pinnacle of life, pass through a rich and noble family, and be a decent young master.

But what Ye Chen was facing in front of him were four weird and terrifying corpses, and it was not good to say that he would be arrested by others as murderers.

"It may be better to fall into the hands of the police, but if they are recognized as blasphemers by the major churches, I am afraid that life is worse than death. Combined with some memories in his mind, Ye Chen had a flustered thought.

Ye Chen already knew that Joyce Rupert's residence was in the slum west of Suren City, and that the Totton Manor in the eastern suburbs was the home of Mr. Aldrich Totton, a professor of archaeology.

Standing in front of the window for a long time, Ye Chen's mind was in turmoil, and he finally decided that this was not a dream, and trembled and tried to take a step towards the study.

Just by leaving the edge of the window, Ye Chen felt like he was about to collapse, his trembling figure shook, and it was quite difficult to stand on the ground.

In the past, Ye Chen, as a medicine picker, did not have a strong concept of the legal system, but he had never faced such a strange and dead situation.

"All ...... dead"

Carefully observing the four swollen corpses around the altar, Ye Chen didn't dare to get too close, for fear that the four monster-like corpses would still have gasping and movements.

At this time, Ye Chen had already recalled the cause of death of the four people.

By chance, Yaheng Hoske obtained a secret artifact suspected to be the burial dynasty of the Pale Era, so together with Joyce, he found Aldrich Totton, a professor of archaeology who knew something about secrets.

Looking at the bronze candlestick that was kicked to the ground, and the ancient Baiya Enwen parchment with the mysterious and unknown existence of the psychic written on it, Ye Chen only felt numb on the top of his head, and his body was cold in the dim moonlight study, thinking of the ghost summoning in the world he lived in before.

"What should I do?"

Ye Chen abandoned the idea of whether a few people were dead, and now the key is how to deal with the current situation, not to mention whether this strange psychic ritual will have follow-up dangers, if outsiders find out that Professor Toton is dead, it will also be a big trouble for him.

He became a murder suspect not long after he crossed over, please, this is too sad, Ye Chen almost didn't dare to imagine what he was going to face next.

Obviously, his body was already very weak, and he was so afraid that he couldn't do it, Ye Chen urgently needed to take a breath, but he didn't dare to walk or sit, worried that he would leave traces and be discovered by the church with secret techniques.

"Get out of here. ”

Ye Chen, who was very talented and talented, thought of this, and secretly sighed that even if he was given a chance to work again, he might not be able to grasp how well he did.

"Calm down, you need to calm down now to think about what to do. Ye Chen took a deep breath, walked to the wall near the door in the study and sat down, recalling the scenes in his mind.

Calm down a little, Ye Chen groped himself with his hands in the gloomy study to make sure that there were no serious injuries, as for the abnormality, he had a feeling that the current body was not the same as before.

"When I went up the mountain to collect medicine, the rough log tied to the rope broke, and I rolled off the cliff, and now the owner of this body is Joyce Rupert, who must have also suffered an accident during the psychic ceremony, if I had not occupied his body and memory, I am afraid that he would probably end up with the other four dead people. Paying attention to the four swollen corpses by the altar, Ye Chen thought dryly.

The study is not too spacious, and the layout is somewhat similar to that of eighteenth-century Europe, but Ye Chen, who constantly recalls Joyce's memories, knows that this is not Europe, but a strange world with all kinds of strange lights.