I was still struggling when the national teacher pleaded me in, but then I realized, why am I struggling?

If I can break away from Qingxuan's body, wouldn't I be free? It's something I've been dreaming of these days.

I closed my eyes and let the national teacher deal with it, and with his strength, I only felt that I was slowly being torn out of Qingxuan's body, little by little.

I was very excited at the time, I didn't expect that there was such a loophole in this memory illusion, and I even began to fantasize that when my soul went out, I had to go to Yanagawa Minami as soon as possible.

But soon, another force suddenly appeared, pulling me hard to the other end, as if it were about to tear me apart.

The national teacher also felt it immediately, his face was full of confusion and solemnity, and after a few temptations, he let go of his hand.

The national teacher should have felt that the other party's strength was stronger than his own, and he was perhaps afraid that if he continued to stalemate like this, he would cause some damage to Qingxuan's body.

As soon as he let go, another force quickly pulled me out of Qingxuan's body, and I didn't have time to think about anything, I just felt that it was dark in front of me, and I didn't know anything after that.

……

The surrounding is biting cold, I was awakened by the cold, when I woke up, I was still lying on the marble of the reincarnation pavilion, the sky was not yet bright, I could faintly see the white fish belly on the horizon, and the surroundings were quiet.

I came back, and I came back like this.

The person who brought me back should be the ferryman, the shrewdness of the great master disturbed the memory illusion created by the ferryman, and the ferryman only stopped the loss in time and interrupted the memory illusion.

As soon as I reacted, I immediately looked for Dudu, and I searched all around, and Dudu was indeed gone.

The loss of Dudu made me a little panicked, but then I thought that as soon as the morning dawned, there might be villagers who would find me, and then I would have the possibility of being rescued, and my heart settled down a little.

Then I saw those tablets again, these tablets seem to be standing here at random, but in fact, each tablet is erected with special attention, and they form a reincarnation formation.

I can't get back into that memory, I'm going to have to destroy this formation.

Thinking of this, I couldn't care so much, so I condensed an internal force and slashed towards the nearest tablet, a huge force crashed over, and then an invisible force came up and slammed me to the ground.

My whole right hand was numb from the slap, and the tablet stood there intact, unmoving.

The mana of this formation is too strong, I can't shake it at all, and now I can only think about how to get out of here to save myself, don't think about anything else.

It's almost dawn, this is the junction of Jiaolongpo and Daojiazhai, but because Daojiazhai has never had too much contact with the outside world, and Xiaojian is too dangerous, few people usually pass here, so it is possible that no one will pass by for a day.

Ordinary people don't necessarily take the risk to save me when they see me, after all, there are not many people who dare to approach the Reincarnation Pavilion by boat.

However, close to the Daojiazhai side, there is a wooden bridge erected, this wooden bridge is rarely put down, it is the previous people who want to erect a monument to ask the mage of the Daojiazhai to help, will put down the wooden bridge, the client and the mage together from the wooden bridge to the reincarnation pavilion to set up a monument, some people are not even willing to go on the bridge at all, carte blanche entrusted to the mage.

After many years of wind and sun, it is not certain whether the wooden bridge can be put down now, not to mention, if it is to be put down, it may only be put by the people of Daojiazhai.

And how could they let it go?

I sat on the edge of the reincarnation pavilion, looking at the horizon, watching the dawn of the morning slowly emerge from the horizon, and I had a lot of things on my mind.

The first is Dudu, Dudu has a contract with me, the contract that Wu Yazi desperately made for us at the beginning, it is destined that I and Dudu are one, if I die, she will die, the ferryman will take her away, and meet again, at least Dudu will not attack me, I am not worried about this.

The second is the memory illusion. It was just an illusion, everything that happened in it happened a long time ago, and the great master was just a part of his memory, logically speaking, he shouldn't have discovered my existence, but why did he find out again?

This should be equivalent to a bug in the game.,I can appear in this memory illusion.,It's entirely because of the relationship between the ferryman.,It's his power that builds this illusion.,And the reason why people in the illusion can have different memories from themselves.,Have your own consciousness.,That means that the power of the ferryman at that time was no longer enough to support this illusion.。

The power of the ferryman is not constant?

I glanced back at the tablets in the Reincarnation Pavilion and suddenly realized something.

No, it's not because of the ferryman himself, but because of the reincarnation formation.

The entire reincarnation formation is formed with the help of these tablets, and the tablets are sealed with the soul of the baby girl, full of yin energy, this yin energy, with the thickness of the night more and more powerful, and as the night fades and slowly weakens.

At the dawn of dawn, the sky slowly cleared, the yin qi weakened, and the national teacher discovered my existence......

Yes, yes, it must be so.

Therefore, as the sun rises higher and higher, the ferryman will not attack me again throughout the day, he will have to wait until it gets dark and the reincarnation formation is activated again before he can spy on my memory for the second time.

Since he kidnapped me yesterday until now, I haven't eaten a drop of water, I'm dizzy from hunger, he shouldn't let me be hungry all day, right?

Once someone comes to bring me food, I have a chance to escape.

Thinking of this, my whole body breathed a sigh of relief, so let's wait slowly.

After that, I was thinking, if I took that opportunity to escape from the Reincarnation Pavilion, would I be able to escape from the palm of the ferryman's hand?

Now I don't even have Dudu, although I have good internal strength, it's okay to fight against ordinary people, but my fighting ability is not strong, I haven't been systematically trained, I don't have any moves, and I suffer a lot when I fight with insiders.

Thinking about it, the sun had risen, and the cold air around it had gradually faded, and everything seemed much safer than in the night.

……

Just as I was looking around boredly, suddenly there was a creaking sound, and I hurriedly looked in the direction from which the sound came, and saw that the quaint wooden bridge was slowly being lowered.

The wooden bridge is quite long, and old, and if it is not put down for a long time, it will fall down with ash as soon as it moves.

I stood up and watched motionlessly as the wooden bridge approached from top to bottom, and my whole heart beat violently.

The wooden bridge has to be four or five meters long, and when the food delivery person comes from there, I will kill him, and then quickly cross the wooden bridge, and if everything goes smoothly and there is no barrier, it will take at least four or five minutes, right?

Crossing the wooden bridge is the grove on the edge of the Daojia Village, which is more concealed by drilling into the grove, and then going all the way to the south, on the mountain road to the town.

But that road was a bit too blatant, and it was easy to be caught back by the people of Daojiazhai.

Well, to the east.

To the east is Jiaolongpo, Jiaolongpo has a large camellia forest, I am familiar with the terrain over there, and it is more likely to escape, but it is likely to bring disaster to Jiaolongpo.

To the west is Daojiazhai, to the north, the continuous mountains, are not advisable.

After thinking about it, it seems that I can only go to Jiaolongpo.

While I was hesitating, the wooden bridge had completely fallen, and with a bang, it leaned against the edge of the Reincarnation Pavilion.

At the other end, a woman in a filial robe, carrying a basket in her hand, walked onto the wooden bridge.

My heart instantly rose to my throat, watching the woman get on the bridge, take a step, stop, ring the copper bell in her hand, kneel down, kowtow, scatter paper money, and then light two candles, one red and one white, fixed on both sides of the wooden bridge, and then go forward, repeating the previous action.

I watched this scene with a blank face, and at first I was a little confused, I didn't understand the purpose of the woman's doing, but I could only be sure that she didn't seem to be here to bring me food.

Then I woke up suddenly, this is a formation.

The copper bell is gold, the wooden bridge, the hemp rope around the waist is wood, there is water under the bridge, there is soil under the feet, there is fire in the wax, there are many gold, wood, water, earth and fire, this is in the cloth of the five elements array.

This five-element array is different from the general five-element array, looking at the filial piety robe, paper money, and a row of red and white candles on both sides of the wooden bridge, red is yang, white is yin, this is a pair of yin and yang wax.

I looked back suddenly, and the reincarnation pavilion was white, and flames were dancing on each tablet, and my heart collapsed.

The Reincarnation Pavilion plays an effective role at night, and during the day, the yang energy is heavy, and the ferryman actually set up such a formation to trap me in the Five Elements Array.

How many souls are in Xiaojian, no one can say, now the yin and yang wax is lit, the yin and yang bridge is erected, the paper money falls into the water, and a water ghost is hooked, and it comes around the yin and yang bridge......

Heh, sure enough, there are more ways than difficulties, the ferryman can't wait for the long whole day, so as soon as the sun rises, he can't wait to set up the formation, how eager to send me back to the memory illusion.

Also, Wu Qiaoyun didn't say it, he had to make a move in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and now it is a few days before the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and he can't get me, even Liu Chuannan can't take it, and there are too many variables to wait for the next opportunity.

The woman in the filial piety robe got closer and closer, and the white fog around the small stream became thicker and thicker, so thick that I couldn't see the wooden bridge clearly.

Suddenly, the sound of babbling came to mind, like the cry of a baby, and like the cry for help of a person who had fallen into the water, and it drilled into his ears one after another.

Slowly, I saw the woman's face clearly, who is it if it is not a fake Qingxuan?

She had already walked in front of me, but was still standing on the wooden bridge, and I watched her fixedly, watching as she took out a bowl of blood rice from the basket, put it on the ground, drew out three sticks of sandalwood, lit them, and stuck them on top of the blood rice.

The white rice is turned into a steamed bun and inserted with incense, which is used to pay tribute to the dead, and the blood rice is used to inherit ghosts.

I didn't even think about it, I stretched out my foot and stomped the bowl of blood rice without hesitation.

The fake Qing Xuanyi grabbed my ankle, and the force was very strong, and he intercepted my foot that I stepped on.

My feet hung above the lit sandalwood, and I increased my internal force to pour all the true qi in my body into my feet.

Feet, little by little, pressed down, the fake green silk face tightened little by little with my strength, tighter and tighter...... Unreal.

All her mind was on my feet, and my eyes were slowly on her face.

I've been in contact with the fake Qingxuan more than once, beaten, and sensationalized before, but I haven't paid so much attention to her face once.

Before Xu Youqing died, I worked with her for a long time, and she told me that their hands sewing corpses can make a person disfigured to the extent that they can't even see that they have been transfigured, and today, looking at the fake Qingxuan's face, I suddenly believed Xu Youqing's words.

If it weren't close enough, if it weren't for the tight enough of her face, I wouldn't have been able to see a small black dot tattooed on the bottom of her jaw, where the front could not be seen.

The shape of the black dot was exactly the same as the one on Dudu's forehead.

This is supposed to be some kind of special sign, a sign from the Netherworld.

In other words, this fake Qingxuan is probably not human.

I really forgot what it meant to be afraid, so I reached out and pinched her jaw hard, gritted my teeth and pressed my middle finger hard against the black spot.

My strength was very strong, and the moment I pinched my jaw, I panicked.

She wanted to resist, but she couldn't let go of my feet with both hands, after all, if the blood rice was destroyed, there would be a gap in this formation, and the yin and evil qi that had just been condensed was likely to dissipate all at once, then, she would at least be severely punished, and even worse, it was likely that her life would be lost.

After weighing the pros and cons, she could only endure the pain, looking at me with a pair of eyes with hatred, and I looked at her firmly.

In my twenty years of life, there has never been a moment so cruel as now, and a middle finger has been inserted into the flesh of the fake blue jaw, hooking it hard.

Hiss......

I only heard the fake Qingxuan gasp, and then, a thin layer of skin was torn off by me, and the delicate little face popped out a puddle of flesh as if it had been soaked in water.

Sure enough, it was disguised.

But what surprised me even more was that this face, although it no longer looked young, still made me recognize who she was at once.

"Nishiki?" I shouted, "You're Nishiki!" ”

Fake Qingxuan immediately turned her face away, didn't want me to look at her again, my mind was in a mess at the time, if it wasn't for the previous entry into the memory illusion, I would never have thought that this woman pretending to be Qingxuan turned out to be Xiaojin, the personal maid who used to serve Qingxuan's side!

No wonder she was able to imitate Qingxuan's every move as fake and real, no wonder at the beginning, even Liu Chuannan couldn't tell that she was fake.

A personal maid who has served Qingxuan for decades, lives together every day, and is inseparable, and is very familiar with everything about her own young lady.

How did Nishiki survive? After so many years, how did you hook up with the ferryman and act in embarrassment?

No, something seems wrong......

Before I could think clearly, I suddenly felt a pain in my foot, and when I looked down, it was Xiaojin who bit my foot.

I've always liked to wear sneakers, which are soft, and the pain is obvious, even if it doesn't bite the upper of my foot.

I kicked her away with a hard kick, and she rolled backwards, opening up the distance between me and the three sticks of sandalwood at my feet.

The ghost eats incense, and the speed is so fast, it can be seen how many unjustly killed ghosts there are.

Xiao Jin slowly stepped back, her body gradually shrouded in white mist, and disappeared from my sight.

The wind was gusting all around, the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls was endless, and the ghost fire in the reincarnation pavilion was beating, and my vision began to slowly blur.

I know that soon I will be pulled into the illusion of memory again, and I don't want to.

Entering the illusion of memory, I was just a bystander, and I couldn't do anything, which was desperate.

I was lucky last time, and I finally met the national teacher and found the opportunity to come back, but this time I have a formation, and most of them don't have such a good chance.

But at this time, what else can I do?

What to do? Now, even if I jump into the stream, I have reason to believe that there will be an unjust soul who will immediately send me to the Reincarnation Pavilion.

The ferryman gave these unjust souls sandalwood paper money and blood rice, and of course they had to give back to the ferryman.

Just when I was cornered, I saw the sandalwood tail stuck in the blood rice on the ground.

The three sticks of sandalwood had already burned to the root of the bloody rice, and I plucked them up and stuffed them directly into my mouth without even thinking about it.

The next moment, it suddenly went dark in front of me.

Bite......

The brass bell again.

I opened my eyes vigorously, thinking that I would sit in the bumpy carriage like last time, preparing to leave the pagoda temple and return to the master's mansion, but this time I opened my eyes, and it was not in the carriage.

The surrounding area is white, with a cloudy wind blowing around, and behind him are rows and rows of tablets......

My tongue hurt a little, it was the last spark of Shri that burned my tongue, but it also saved me, and I was not sent away.

At that time, I was very excited, sure enough, I bet right, incense is a mana, although sometimes used to worship yin things, but it itself belongs to yang things, I hold sandalwood, that is, I hold a yang energy, which destroys the yin energy created around, which leads to the failure of the formation.

But this effect is not permanent, it will slowly dissipate over time, and if I don't leave now, I will still be sent away in a while.

As soon as I got on the wooden bridge, my ankle ached, and when I looked down, I saw a pair of miserable white hands grabbing my ankle tightly, and pulling me down the stream.

There was one on the left, there was one on the right, and I was standing in the middle, unable to move.

There were more and more ghost hands on my ankles, my legs became more and more unstable, and I was covered in cold sweat, and scolded loudly: "Ferryman, are you so capable of being a turtle with a shrunken head?" I have the ability to compete head-on with my mother, and I use ghosts to bring me down so secretly, what kind of dog thing is it! ”

As soon as he finished scolding, his feet slipped, his center of gravity was unstable, and his two legs immediately slashed down to both sides, and with such a bang, they split on the wooden bridge.

My body is quite soft, but after all, I don't learn to dance, and my flexibility is not good enough to be able to split horizontally like this, and I suddenly feel that the inner thigh muscles are pulled up, and I can't get up.

And those ghost hands kept increasing, as if they were going to pull me down the stream and eat me alive.

"Dudu, aren't you coming out to save me? We are one, and if I die, you will not survive! Do you want to die? ”

"Dudu, have you forgotten that I used to be kind to you, just a white-eyed wolf?"

……

I have no one else to call for help, if the ferryman is around, then Dudu must be there, and the only thing I can hope for now is Dudu.

But no matter how much I called, there was no response, and I even felt that Dudu hadn't broken out of the cocoon yet, so there was no way to respond to me?

The sound of ghosts crying and howling around me became louder and louder, the fog became thicker and thicker, and in the white expanse, the dark green ghost fire seemed clearer, and my mind was clear and blurred for a while.

I knew in my heart that the ferryman was still manipulating the environment and manipulating me.

On the other side of the wooden bridge, there was a sudden sound of Suosuo, that sound was not something that one or two small Gu worms could make, and what was approaching me was either countless Gu worms, or a giant Mac.

Perhaps, it is not necessary that the ferryman himself came to kill me!

The ghosts in the stream are getting more and more restless, my shoes are full of holes, and there are bursts of pain in my toes, are those damn guys going to eat me raw?

God was so cruel to me?

I don't have a fucking weapon in my hand right now, otherwise, I'll have to fight these evil spirits in Xiaojian.

The thing on the wooden bridge came quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was already in front of him, and the white mist enveloped his figure, so that I could not see his true face clearly.

Until the white snake tail brought a splash of water to the sky, swept fiercely across both sides of the wooden bridge, knocked off the yin and yang wax, lifted off the bloody rice, swept away the unjust ghost who trapped me, and then used the snake tail to roll up my body and protect me.

Everything happened in an instant, and by the time I reacted, I was already on the back of the snake, and subconsciously stretched out my hands and hugged the snake's neck.

It was Yanagawa Minami who came to save me, and it was he who came.

How many times, how many times when I was cornered, it was he who descended from heaven like a divine soldier to save me from fire and water?

But what about him? What did he do about himself?

I didn't know what to do, so I hugged him tightly, pressed my cheek against the snake, and felt the tight muscles of the snake's body.

He is my retreat, the only retreat.

Yanagawa Minami didn't fight, and after saving me, he turned around and swam quickly towards the shore.

This time he committed the crime under the nose of the ferryman, and he may be controlled by the ferryman at any time, and I may change from being rescued to being killed at any time, I understand this truth, and Yanagawa Nan understands it better.

But it was clear that no matter how fast he moved, he couldn't be faster than the ferryman.

In the small stream, which was not calm, the water suddenly became turbulent, and one whirlpool after another kept moving closer to the snake's body, blocking Yanagawa Nan from moving forward.

The ghost blows the lamp