"Can get out, can't get out, can get out, can't get out, can get out, can't get out... Can't go out..."The chrysanthemum petals scattered all over the ground, when the last petal was torn off, Chi Jing let out a "bah".

The ghost chrysanthemums that grow in the ghost place are "not able to go out" no matter how you count them.

Can't panic, can't panic.

The more this time, the more you can't mess with yourself.

When she found out that she was actually trapped by someone's array, and she couldn't break the formation, she chose to count the chrysanthemum petals - a ghost place, and she didn't even have a mobile phone, otherwise the game would also help her move her brain.

Every grass and tree is life, and I can't bear to destroy these fresh flowers anymore. However, I was anxious and couldn't be calm.

As soon as she thought of the treacherous deeds of the person who raised the corpse behind her, she would succeed, spread the corpse plague to mutilate the life and destruction, and easily serve the children in the miscellaneous courtyard that she had worked so hard to treat...

She couldn't calm down at all.

Everything in this uninhabited village was so realistic that she couldn't find the flaws. Except for the people, everything else is like a normal village. The porridge on the stove, the buns in the pot, the folded quilts, and even the cows grazing.

She drank the porridge and ate the bun, and when she ate half of it, she suddenly remembered, could this be a trick, she saw that the porridge was a bun, but the real body was a worm or a snake.

Just thinking about it, I lost my appetite. Then I suddenly remembered that if the food is fake, then the firewood in the stove will also be fake, right? So she reached into the burning wood and touched it...

In the end, she was tearing the petals with her burned fingers.

...

When I woke up from a sleep, I found that it was still not dark.

Chi Jing suddenly realized. It's always day, there's no night, it's perfect...

It was so perfect that she didn't even know how many hours had passed. Or maybe she's trapped in her dreams now, which is really interesting.

Anyway, he couldn't think of anything, so Chi Jing scattered around the village. As he walked, he pulled out his dagger and stabbed the duck that was swaying on the side of the road, tsk, there was blood spurting out, and this was not a hallucination.

What's fake?

Chi Jing, who couldn't figure it out, walked to a house full of literati atmosphere - of course, it was also an empty house. Since there is no one, then all the houses here are hers, and she can go into wherever she wants.

She carried the bloodied duck all the way to the kitchen, and then she remembered that she would only boil for nothing...

It's a pity that such a fat duck. Coming out of the kitchen, she looked around the elegant courtyard and wings, and finally somehow turned into the ancestral hall of the family.

There is a couplet in the ancestral hall. Shanglian said: Rope its ancestors. The next link said: Yi Ji Sun Mou.

She knew the meaning of the couplet, the upper couplet meant inheriting the ancestral business, and the lower couplet was paving the way for future descendants. This couplet is incompatible with the literati atmosphere in this house, more like the house of a merchant or a courtier.

"It's a pity..."Chi Jing shook his head regretfully.

...

"What a pity?" Suddenly, an old voice sounded, and Chi Jing was startled.

The old man's voice was somewhat familiar, but she didn't remember where she had heard it for a moment.

"Who?" Could it be that she is not the only one in this array? Chi Jing became vigilant in his heart.

"Don't be afraid, girl, can you answer the old man's question first, if the answer comes up, the old man has his own way to help the girl out." The old man said again, his tone was calm, and it didn't sound hostile.

"Oh. What questions do you answer? Chi Jing raised his eyebrows, could it be that this is the answering array, and if you answer ten questions correctly, you will clear the customs?

"Fang Cai, girl, you say it's a pity to these ancestors, I don't know what the girl regrets in her heart?" The old man said.

"It's a pity that martial arts." Anyway, it's boring, and it's okay to have someone to chat, Chi Jing replied truthfully.

"I don't know what's wrong with that martial word?" The old man asked patiently.

"Normally, there's nothing wrong with that." Many people like to inscribe on the pillars in the ancestral hall, such as some good wishes that contain the meaning of both civil and military, but there is really nothing. But Chi Jing's grandmother once told her that it was best not to have martial arts in the ancestral hall.

"Why is that?" The old man was a little curious, he had lived to this age, and it was the first time he had heard of such a taboo.

"This is relatively little known, and it would be ridiculous to say it. But it doesn't matter, just talk to the elderly. Chi Jing took a stick of incense from the front of the confession and walked to the side of the martial character.

Only the elderly have ever used their rich life experience and experience to teach young people, and there should be very few people like her who teach the elderly in turn.

"Old man, tell me first, what kind of words can this martial character be divided into?" Poolnet has its own unique way of channeling.

...

The old man pondered for a moment and said, "It can be divided into three words, and it can be divided into three words, and it is martial arts." ”

"Exactly, the old man is really high." Chi Jing said respectfully to the voice that I don't know if it was a human or a ghost, anyway, I don't wear it.

"The girl praises falsely, and the old man doesn't dare to be it." The old man said calmly, and she still heard a hint of pride in it.

"But in my opinion, in addition to stopping the martial arts, there is no successor to solve it." Chi Jing spoke, and as she expected, the old man fell into a long silence.

After a long time, he spoke again, with a trace of unconcealable pain: "Just because of this martial character, there is no successor?" ”

"Old man, look at it, the first stroke of the martial arts pen is the word "one". Chi Jingdao pointed to the word with the incense in his hand, "And Yi is not just Yi, it is a code word with fewer people." ”

"Pronouns... Fewer people.. No one in a generation! The old man understood it at once, and his words were full of shock and grief.

"Yes. There is also the word "stop" under the martial arts, which also means that it ends here. "No one for a generation, that's the end of it. Those who don't know feel that there are no taboos, but those who know rarely choose the combination of the word "wu" in the ancestral hall, after all, this is the place where incense is at its peak.

"Girl, do you really conclude that there is no successor to this house based on the word "Wu"? "Is there really such a man of God in the world? Why... Why don't you let him meet...

"Haha, of course it's more than that." When she walked over, she also paid attention to the feng shui of this house, separating the left and right rows of side rooms with the courtyard as the boundary, but for some reason the right side room was a little higher than the left side, although she didn't pay close attention to it and didn't notice this difference at all, but this is a big taboo in feng shui.

The old man seemed to be recalling: "I don't know much about this aspect of Kanyu, but the wing house on the right was burned by fire, and I don't know why the craftsmen behind will build the roof of the wing house on the right high..."

"The green dragon on the left, the white tiger on the right. The green dragon should move rather than be still, and the white tiger is the opposite, which should be quiet and not moving. The white tiger raising its head is the white tiger's evil, which can cause a small disaster in the light of wealth and a small disaster, and a broken family and a dead person. "Chi Jing said, this is to call the green dragon ten thousand feet tall, not to let the white tiger a foot taller.

Seeing that there was a family tree next to the confession, she opened it again and looked at it out of curiosity.

At least it will damage money and small disasters, and at worst, it will ruin the family and kill people...

The old man seemed to close his eyes unbearably, and asked softly, "Girl, is there anything else?" Read the latest chapters, stay tuned