Volume 1 Origin Chapter 44 The Past of the City
"Smack!"
In that short and exciting volley time, Chen Mu imagined that he would pass through the gate of the palace in a very thrilling manner, and then land on the ground with an elegant posture like a swan, and then give Jiao Zhuo a contemptuous look, which was very happy!
But the fact is that he smashed on the closed temple door in a large font, not to mention the dizziness of the smash, and the front teeth almost fell off.
"Jiao Zhuo! I hate you!"
Chen Mu slipped down from the temple door, pulled down a hara, he leaned his back against the temple door, looking at the gray mist that hit, his heart was mixed, but it was more sour and bitter, and less sweet.
"Knowing that I was afraid of ghosts, I was brought to this kind of ghost place!"
"Shouldn't all the people who travel to another world in the novel be all kinds of halos, cool and handsome? Why is it only me who has all kinds of troubles, being pitted, deceived, and deceived by people's hearts?"
"Why? Is it because I'm naΓ―ve? Or is it because I'm too stupid? Or is it because I'm not the main character?"
Chen Mu lowered his head, no longer struggled meaninglessly, and let the gray mist entangled him.
When the gray mist completely covered Chen Mu, in the dark, a pair of cold hands held Chen Mu's face. Chen Mu looked up in astonishment, and what caught his eyes was a woman in a red dress and a beautiful woman.
"It's not because you're naΓ―ve, it's not because you're stupid. β
The woman in the red dress held Chen Mu's face, her lips opened lightly, and there was clearly no emotion in her voice, but it made Chen Mu feel very beautiful.
"It is only because you are as pure as a child that you can see many things that others cannot see. β
Chen Mu's eyes were full of tears, and he threw himself into the arms of the woman in red with a "wow", his head resting on the woman's fragrant shoulders, and a lot of tears and snot fell on the woman's red dress.
"Sister fairy, my heart is bitter!
The woman in the red dress was stunned, she couldn't have imagined that the young man would make such a bold act, she danced lightly with her red sleeves, and threw Chen Mulian out with his tears and snot.
Chen Mu, who fell to the ground, climbed up and looked at the woman in red with her eyes full of grievances.
"Sister Fairy! I thought you were the only one who would sympathize with me, but you were!"
On the face of the woman in the red dress who looked cold because of her paleness, there was a rare silky softness, she floated by like the wind, floated to Chen Mu's side, and handed out a pair of Fang sleeves.
"Get up. β
"Hmm!"
Chen Mu pulled his sleeves and stood up, revealing his trademark big white teeth, and the tears and snot from before had long been forgotten.
"Sister Fairy, what kind of place is this, and why are you here?"
"See for yourself. β
The woman in the red dress swung her sleeves lightly, and the gray fog that permeated the two of them suddenly faded a little.
Chen Mu looked around, and through the gray fog, the originally ghostly city was now full of cars and horses, and it was very lively. The streets are full of people and horses, and people of all kinds of clothes are walking, talking, and selling, a prosperous scene.
Chen Mu opened his mouth wide, looked at the city outside the gray mist, and said in surprise: "How can this be?"
"Don't be surprised, all you see is what this city looked like a thousand years ago. β
"What about you, sister fairy?"
"It's just a lonely ghost. β
Chen Mu's heart thumped, and when he hugged the woman just now, he really didn't feel the body temperature from the other party. It's just that at that time, he thought that he hadn't bothered to confirm these things when he saw a living person, but now that he has sobered up after being excited, he can't help but think about it carefully.
"What, you're scared?"
The woman's clear eyes seemed to see through Chen Mu's thoughts, and at this time, Chen Mu's thoughts were said, and there was no trace of temperature in her voice.
"Even if my sister is a ghost, she is still a beautiful ghost!" Chen Mu concluded, looking fearless.
"Oh? β
The woman's red sleeves danced lightly, and the gray mist that had originally wrapped around Chen Mu's body was like a suction force, gathering towards the woman.
As the gray fog dissipated, the originally lively street market turned into a ghost town again, and the location of the woman in the gray fog was only a bloody face.
Chen Mu covered his mouth, not afraid of screaming, but resisting the urge to vomit. When the gray mist filled his body again, the woman in the red dress reappeared.
The woman walked to Chen Mu's side, a pair of cold hands held Chen Mu's face again, she tilted her head, her eyes were empty: "Now, do you still think I'm a beautiful ghost?"
Chen Muqiang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, although except for the head held by the woman, the rest of his body was trembling, he still forced a smile and said: "That ghost sister has been covering me with gray mist, so that my sister is still a fairy in my eyes!"
Chen Mu obviously felt the woman's hands tremble, and he hurriedly hit the railroad while it was hot: "What's wrong with the pink skeleton, as long as it's red, I don't care about dry bones or anything!"
But as soon as Chen Mu finished speaking, he wanted to smoke himself, what 'pink skeleton', 'red face and dry bones', under fear, he really couldn't talk more than a brain.
The woman in the red dress let go of the hand holding Chen Mu's cheek, she took two steps back, turned around, and the back made Chen Mu feel lonely for no reason.
"A thousand years ago, that man came to the top of his rope and pulled this city up from the sea, and I saw hope. But time flies, and he is just a handful of loess after all. β
The woman looked back, and she could not hide the deep sadness in her eyes.
"And what can you, such a weak monk, do......"
Although Chen Mu was infected by the woman's grief, he also knew that what he had not even done with the power of the Descending Heaven Realm, he could not do anything as a small Yuan Habitat Realm cultivator.
Chen Mu rubbed his hands, hesitated, and said shyly: "Sister, you see that I am so weak, and I can't help you much, why don't you send me back?"
"I'm sending you back......"
The woman in the red dress turned around, and her valley-like ethereal voice was mixed with a hint of helplessness: "I'm afraid I can't do anything." β
"Huh?"
Chen Mu immediately panicked, he stepped forward and dared to pull the woman's skirt.
"Sister, isn't this your city, why can't you send me back?"
The skirt that Chen Mu was about to grab suddenly turned into petals, he raised his hand, and there were a few pale daisies lying in his palm.
"This is my city and my coffin. β
The woman in the red dress spoke in a sparse manner, and there was a hint of resentment in her tone: "That man saved me and gave me hope, and at the same time trapped me and locked up the whole city." β
"Sister, who is the person you keep mentioning?"
"That person ......"
The woman showed a look of reminiscence, and only after a while did she speak: "He is the founder of this Mixed Yuan Academy, the first master of the Academy thousands of years ago, Mixed Yuan Zi. β
"It's actually the Patriarch of the Mixed Yuanzi!?"
On the way to the Mixed Yuan Academy, Chen Mu had already heard too many legends about the founder of the Mixed Yuan Academy, the Mixed Yuan Son.
Since the promulgation of the Dragon God ban, the cultivation path of the Terran monks has been broken by the waist, and there have been too many stories to sing and cry in the years when they were fighting with the Heavenly Dao, and the Mixed Yuanzi is definitely the most colorful of these stories.
A scholar who had never cultivated, but at the age of twenty, he created his own method of spiritual cultivation.
One yen birth, ten days of seclusion, January yellow sun, half a year of Chengtian, five years of Taoism, forty years of the sky, such a speed of cultivation, even in the previous period of the law is difficult to have; at the age of forty-five, the invincible opponent of the mainland, with his own appeal to create the Mixed Yuan Academy, there is an endless stream of scholars to go to seek it, and the Mixed Yuan Academy has also become the first of the five universities in the future, and the peach and plum are all over the world.
Almost all of the powerful monks have two hundred, and the Mixed Yuan Zi mysteriously disappeared less than a hundred years after the establishment of the Mixed Yuan Academy.
It is rumored that the Mixed Yuanzi failed to impact the Creation Realm, and the path of life and death was lost, and some people said that he went to the Minghai Sea to find the dragon god to fight, and the horse leather shrouded his body. In short, there are many such legends, and what happened at that time is unknown and impossible to test.
"I didn't expect the patriarch of Mixed Yuanzi to have such a fate with my sister!"
Chen Mu made a sighing look, and then peeked at the woman a few times, but found that the woman's complexion did not change, Chen Mu couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart: This ghost sister doesn't get in with oil and salt, how can I get out of here?
"You come with me. β
The woman in the red dress dropped this sentence and walked somewhere.
Chen Mu didn't make a move to stay where he was, so he had to keep up with the woman in the red dress, and he had to get closer, although outside the gray fog was the lively and peaceful town life, he always felt that something dirty was watching him.
"Sister, where are we going?"
The woman in the red dress did not speak.
"Sister, when I came, I saw shells on the city wall, was it really flooded by the sea?"
The woman in the red dress still didn't speak.
"Sister, what other stories do you have with the ancestor of the mixed yuanzi, can you tell me about it?"
The woman in the red dress ignored him as usual.
If you don't answer three questions, the donkey still has a temper, not to mention Chen Mu, who thinks that he was cheated here for no reason.
"Sister, it's my fault that I'm not doing anything to disappoint you, but you should at least tell me what you can do!"
The woman in the red dress frowned, and she paused to make a silent gesture.
"Be quiet. β
Chen Mu couldn't help but laugh when he saw that the woman finally took care of herself, and her voice was one decibel higher than before: "Sister, there are just the two of us in this big city, whisper!"
As a result, as soon as Chen Mu finished speaking, he saw the woman frowning and looking behind him.
Hmph! You still want to scare me! Chen Mu turned around, but saw the pedestrians in the downtown outside the gray fog looking at him in unison, expressionless.
"Uh......"
None of the cold hairs on Chen Mu's body were lying on his stomach, and although he was afraid to scream in his heart, he still covered his mouth, and at the same time quickly followed the woman in the red dress.
Walking beside the woman, Chen Mu asked in the smallest voice, "Sister, aren't these people all illusions?"
"Can I see you?"
"Uh-huh!" Chen Mu nodded like a rattle.
"As I said, you have a pure heart, so you can see things that ordinary people can't see. β
But I don't want to see ghosts! Chen Mu was powerless to complain in his heart, so he walked on the street with him, and found that everyone except himself was zombies and ghosts.
"Like me, these people are dead, but their souls are forever locked up in this coffin called 'City'. The difference between me and them is that I know that I am dead, and they are still residing in the last moments of their lives. β
Chen Mu, who listened to the woman's calm words, was terrified, what kind of disaster could make the people of this city die instantly and turn into a shattered shadow of history......