Chapter 1: Turning Back and Jumping
It was a beautiful girl with an innocent and beautiful smile on her face.
Isn't such a girl the goddess sought after by all boys?
At this moment, her picture is hanging on the wall, and she is silently watching everyone in the funeral home.
"The Oriental God thunders open, the tiles go down the treasure platform, break the Oriental Wind and Thunder Hell, when Zhai is recommended, Miss Shen Xuejiao quickly leaves the underworld, and kicks the fairy world early......" The Taoist priest waved the iron sword with words and smashed hard against a tile.
In this metropolis where modern technology and traditional culture coexist, people persistently believe that for those who die, a hell-breaking ritual must be performed in order for the dead to rest in peace.
Hearing only a "bang", the Taoist priest was shocked and numb, but the tiles were not broken.
"What's going on?" The father of the deceased looked at the Taoist priest in horror.
The Taoist priest wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Maybe Ling Qianjin has some unfulfilled wishes!" β
And just then, a murderous boy barged in, "Stop pestering me!" β
After saying that, he poured a bag of black dog blood on the statue.
"Ye Qingfeng, you bastard!" The father of the deceased rushed up and they scuffled together.
"If your daughter dies and still harms people, she deserves to go to hell!"
"You just went to hell, believe it or not, Lao Tzu killed you!"
"Don't fight, don't fight......"
The fight eventually stopped when the funeral home's security guards intervened, leaving the auditorium in a mess.
The smile, still frozen on the face of the beautiful girl in the posthumous portrait, dripping with blood!
At midnight, it began to rain in the sky.
Raindrops beat down on the windows like the devil was knocking on the door.
After returning from the funeral home, the boy changed out of the clothes stained by dog blood, looked at the empty room, and suddenly felt a sense of despair in his heart.
His name is Ye Qingfeng, 18 years old this year, studying in the Chinese Department of Minjiang Normal University, and his mother Ye Guo is a successful doctor of philosophy, which can be called an Internet celebrity in the education industry.
In life, Ye Qingfeng's only hobby is magic showing, and he looks forward to the day when he can become a world-class magician like Stephen Flaine.
For this reason, Ye Qingfeng also signed up for the "Magic Talent" International Magic Competition, but he didn't expect to be eliminated in the audition.
But what he didn't expect was that the conjuring magic trick actually attracted a powerful ghost!
Lying in the bathtub, Ye Qingfeng didn't want to recall too much about how the senior sister who had been dead for three years had killed his mother and his friends in the past week.
He only cares about one thing now, and that is his own future!
Because the senior sister didn't let him go, but wanted to take him with her.
Where to go?
Maybe hell, if there is hell.
As soon as this thought appeared, Ye Qingfeng was suddenly choked by a pair of invisible hands, and he was pressed to the bottom of the bathtub.
He struggled desperately, his legs kicking out of the water from time to time, but he couldn't get rid of the force.
"Goodo......"
"Goodo......"
A few bubbles bubbled up on the surface of the water, and he choked on a few mouthfuls of water, feeling like he was about to suffocate.
"Don't be afraid...... You'll be coming with me soon......"
While her consciousness was gradually blurred, Ye Qingfeng saw the outline of the girl's face imprinted in the water, which was getting closer and closer, as soft as water.
"Come on...... Come and stay with me......"
"Let's be together forever......"
The voice whispered in his ear over and over again, and Ye Qingfeng was almost unconscious.
"Hiss......"
And at this moment, Ye Qingfeng felt that his left hand seemed to be holding a red-hot soldering iron, which made him twitch violently, and a "snake biting tail" coat of arms appeared in his palm.
For a moment, the water vapor sizzled and the water mist rose.
The world falls apart, and time comes to an abrupt end.
The next moment, nothingness had swallowed him......
[I don't know where the bells of hell rang back and forth, but there was no such distance and pathos as in the poems, only boredom and boredom.
Open your eyes.
The sunlight reflects the walls white, and everything around them is accentuated by a blurred outline of white.
"What ...... this?"
Ye Qingfeng raised his right hand and wanted to touch it, only then did he feel uncomfortable being pulled, and looked over, there were several strips of white tape on the back of his hand, and a needle was inserted underneath, continuously infusing cold liquid into his body.
"Is this a hospital?"
At this time, Ye Qingfeng felt that the joints of his head and limbs were very painful, the breath exhaled from his mouth was hot, his throat was also sore, and swallowing a mouthful of saliva felt like swallowing a piece of coal.
When I touched my forehead, I was having a fever.
"Isn't this the same room where I was sick three years ago?"
Then he touched his mobile phone and saw the iphone7 that he had lost three years ago, and his shock overflowed Ye Qingfeng's face.
From the experience of hitting ghosts to now, Ye Qingfeng's cognition of this world has been constantly refreshed, and he quickly calmed down.
"How so? I clearly remember that I was almost strangled to death by Shen Xuejiao in the bathtub, how could I travel back to three years ago? β
At this time, Ye Qingfeng noticed a strange phenomenon.
In this time and space, he saw something different from everyone elseβtime!
That's right, time is reversed, and the watch and the wall clock are reversed.
Ye Qingfeng felt that this matter was not simple, and suddenly he remembered that before he lost consciousness, a strange coat of arms had appeared in his palm.
Does all this have anything to do with that coat of arms?
Curious, he stretched out his left hand, and with a thought, the mysterious 'snake biting tail' appeared again.
At that moment, Ye Qingfeng seemed to understand what he was going to do.
He guessed that he might have awakened some kind of 'Turnaround Leap' ability to travel back in time, briefly returning to the past, but eventually jumping back into the future.
At this time, the East Bridge had not collapsed, and Shen Xuejiao had not yet become a martyr of the accident, but was a living person.
So, if Shen Xuejiao can be saved now, this girl will not become a ghost in the future, and the experience of being entangled by a ghost in the future will not exist?
In a dizzying excitement and confusion, Ye Qingfeng pulled out the needle on the back of his hand, and despite the doctor's obstruction, he rushed out of the ward.
"I must save this girl, and I must not let the tragedy of the future be repeated."
This belief supported Ye Qingfeng's weak body, and he walked through the busy streets, the surrounding scenery jolting wildly in front of him.
In fact, it was not so difficult to find Shen Xuejiao.
Because this girl is not a stranger to Ye Qingfeng, the two once studied in the same school, when he was in his first year of high school, Shen Xuejiao was already a famous school flower in the third year of high school, and even Ye Qingfeng had a deep affection for her.
But how can you get this girl to believe your word?
This question is like a spring fly floating all over Ye Qingfeng's brain,
And then
When he ran to the school gate and met the senior sister, the flying flakes dissipated violently.
Do you remember Shen Xuejiao's smile before she died?
The corners of her mouth on both sides of her mouth are rounded up, and her eyes will unconsciously brighten, making people feel very comfortable.
Especially today, there was a little more shyness in her smile.
Do you remember her slender waist and fair skin before her death?
Especially today, she wore a long white gauze dress with dropped shoulders, and her soft knees flickered in the sheer yarn of the skirt.
Do you remember her neat, shoulder-length short hair?
Especially at this moment, her head is still slightly tilted, which makes people suddenly think of a word called "Xuanyu".
Ye Qingfeng walked towards the girl who was handsome, and he decided to use a fierce way to leave the deepest psychological hint on this girl.
"Ahh
Shen Xuejiao was suddenly knocked down by Ye Qingfeng, and then her whole body was crushed on the grass.
"Uh......h Uh-huh......"
Ye Qingfeng covered her mouth with one hand, pinched her neck with the other, and said hard in Shen Xuejiao's ear, "Before July 18th, don't go to Dongdaqiao, you will die, believe it or not!" β
Then with a thought in his mind, Ye Qingfeng's personality returned to the future like a leap back ......]
Time flies, like a loose husky, there is no hand.
In the blink of an eye, it was three years later.
Suddenly, Ye Qingfeng opened his eyes from the darkness.
He saw that the wall clock on the wall showed the time as 1 a.m. on July 5.
This coincides perfectly with the time he traveled.
"Looks like I'm back!"
Ye Qingfeng sat on the edge of the bed for a while, and the strange coat of arms lit up in the palm of his left hand again.
If he hadn't seen this coat of arms, he would have had the illusion of a dream, but it was all real.
In the end, Ye Qingfeng ruled out several possibilities, leaving only a reasonable explanation: when he changes a time and space, he will split into a new parallel time and space, the original time and space will automatically collapse, and he, as the original personality of the first time and space, will also take over a new life.
Parallel time and space.
Interesting?
This kind of crossing is like the atoms, protons, and electrons with small energy are changing their positions and energy states all the time, and even small cells are dividing and dying at all times to exchange matter with the outside world.
So he defined the time and space where he is now as the second parallel time and space!
At that moment, Ye Qingfeng opened his mother's bedroom lightly, and when he saw the silhouette of his mother's sleeping body, he smiled in the dark.
The joy of regaining it brought tears to his eyes and his heart was full of mixed feelings.
After this incident, Ye Qingfeng's biggest realization is to respect ghosts and gods, and he will not play psychic games in the future.
As for how Shen Xuejiao spent these three years?
Have you graduated from college?
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In fact, Ye Qingfeng likes this senior sister a lot, but Shen Xuejiao has become his hell, and he never wants to meet this terrible girl again.
Ye Qingfeng returned to his room, he lay down comfortably on the bed, and began to wonder in his heart about that weird coat of arms, where did this thing come from?
Alas?
What touched his head?
Is there a man lying next to him?
This surprise was not trivial, Ye Qingfeng turned his head suddenly,
"Ahh
An arm stretched out from the quilt next to him, right on his head,
With the light of the clouds breaking through the moon, Ye Qingfeng saw the face in front of him, and his heart shrank into a bean.
From that suffocatingly beautiful face, he saw the funeral home's posthumous photos falling to him again and again......
The ghost in the bathtub pushed him down again and again......
These two hallucinations alternated, and Ye Qingfeng was so frightened that he fell under the bed.
At this time, the girl also woke up, touched the lamp in a daze, rubbed her eyes and said coquettishly, "Qingfeng, why don't you sleep in the middle of the night!" β
Ye Qingfeng looked at this big sister blankly, her lips trembled, "You are Shen Xuejiao...... You, you, you...... How did you end up here? β
"What? We've all been living together for a year! Shen Xuejiao looked at him strangely and said, "What's wrong with you?" Sleepwalking? β
Ye Qingfeng thought for a moment,
I thought about it for a moment......
Moment......
suddenly
He felt cold all over, his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted.