"Human, human. I've got it translated! Hurry up and take a look, I, Zhu Jiuqi, can finally leave this extremely boring place and go to the world to eat enough. ”

In the early morning of the third day, when Zhang Chen was standing behind the compound and looking at the black pyramid, Zhu Jiuqi finally translated all the ancient books left by his grandfather into Chinese characters.

"It's really written to me, you can read it quickly. I'm going to make you breakfast, and you'll have to read every word and complete the task my grandfather gave me. ”

Zhang Chen sat on the steps of the entrance door and opened the notebook used by Zhu Jiuqi for translation, which was densely packed with many things.

"Sure enough, the pigs that have been here for generations are just leaders, waiting for someone to climb up from under the 100,000-meter-high stone pillar and accept the baptism of 'ghosts'?" On the first page, Zhang Chen saw a record of the descendants of the so-called Chaos Clan, and this made the real owner of this place seem mysterious.

However, when Zhang Chen turned to the second page, he couldn't help but be deeply attracted by the content above.

Zhu Jiuqi translated it very well, and it was completely depicted together with the accompanying pictures, Zhang Chen didn't know how this pig did it with two fingers and front paws.

On the second page, the 'ghost' is elaborated in detail, and the definition, cognition, and actual research are all the work of this mysterious man.

Zhang Chen read with relish, and the literature recorded the origin of this qiē.

However, when Zhang Chen read to the last page, the whole person was dumbfounded, and the last page of the ancient book recorded the things that completely subverted Zhang Chen's worldview.

"Zhang Chen, I don't know if you are reading my handwriting, if so, it seems that it is the work of destiny, and it also means that my research can be further deepened, although I can't witness the birth of my painstaking efforts. But I hope that one day you will be able to convey this news to me. ”

The text message in the first paragraph of the last page made Zhang Chen's eyes widen.

"Why do you know my name and what does that mean exactly? Your heart's work? ”

Zhang Chen felt as if a shocking secret would be unraveled today. Then read on for the rest of the information.

"The so-called people, ghosts or prison envoys, are all the same from the source. The individual has a core to exist, and many people understand this core as an imaginary product of the human world, the soul, which is not the case. ”

"As we all know, ghosts are after the intensification of human feelings. The result of the conseitutive transformation of the soul, the fundamental change of the soul caused by feelings, the soul remains independent after the death of the body. Therefore, many people define 'ghost' as the product of the intensification of the soul, a single soul individual, with a large number of negative emotions mixed with the body."

"But I'm not bound by this notion that some ghosts don't need a complete soul to form a complete individual, and ghosts are a good example. So I started to try to see if there was no soul to form a so-called 'ghost', and I succeeded. ”

"And the process almost drained my life. But I'm satisfied, because I've done this subversive creation. A unique ghost does not need the premise of a soul at all, and at the same time does not need resentment, grief, or obsession. Its ghostly aura is incomparably pure, without a trace of flaws. ”

"Because it's just a completely empty being, not even the soul as an ethereal body. Whether I take it to the world or stay in prison, it will be bound by the rules of heaven and earth. Therefore. I put it into a container, and the choice of container must be the most suitable for me to be the human beings born in the first three parallel worlds. ”

"And Zhang Chen, you are the container I chose."

The recorded text made Zhang Chen stunned, "I am a container!" Could it be that this has been the case since I was born, or when? ”

Zhang Chen is now almost certain. This mysterious master wasted his life to make it, and there is no soul carrier, and the pure ghost thing must be inextricably linked to his own ghost transformation and the large stone in his body.

"However, instead of fusing it with your soul, I wrapped it in a newborn Hell Rock, which is arguably the only stone in the Prison Chamber. In order to get it, I took off a layer of skin back and forth. The properties of Hell Rock can grow with it without being disturbed by your soul, allowing you to maintain your independence from it. ”

"Hell Rock...... That big rock? This rock has an independent consciousness, could it be a ghost created by this person? ”

Zhang Chen watched the mysteries of his body be solved little by little by the information recorded in the notebook in front of him, and his mood was also agitated. However, I am looking forward to what I will face next.

"It's a pity that I've run out of life too much to hold on until you're old enough to control the ghosts I've created. Therefore, my next research needs to be done independently by Zhang Chen. ”

"Although the 'ghost' I created subverts the concept, it is not enough for me to be completely satisfied, and I also want to achieve a goal to merge you as a human and the ghost I have made, so as to prove that the two are not mutually exclusive."

"However, since you were able to come here, it means that you still have this identity - the prison envoy. Therefore, what follows becomes more challenging, and it is also my lifelong dream, and Zhang Chen, you are the key and pivot between the old era and the new era. ”

"I laid this out here in the prison at the moment when my life was about to die, and I'm sure you also saw that black building that exudes a ghostly aura. And what you need to do is to go deep inside, and pass a qiē that I have laid out for you. Hell Rock is too special, so I need to use my means to break it, and after breaking it, it will take your perseverance to fuse the ghosts within. ”

"All the qiē, I've got you ready. Once you have gotten through all the qiē, I will have a broken consciousness waiting for you in the final room, and I look forward to seeing the two of us. ”

After Zhang Chen finished reading the text translated by Zhu Jiuqi, he was already shocked by this.

"Zhu Jiuqi is already the ninety-seventh generation of the guide, and I don't know how many reincarnations of life and death I have experienced before I reach this point. The interior of the black pyramid-shaped building is probably far more than what this mysterious master described, and it is necessary to see what else Zhu Jiuqi has left over from his ancestors. ”

When Zhang Chen walked in the door, Zhu Jiuqi had already cooked two bowls of bacon porridge as breakfast for the two.

"Zhu Jiuqi, did your ancestor leave anything for you?"

"There is a warehouse full of things left by the ancestors, but the ancestors said that it seems that outsiders are not allowed to enter." Zhu Jiuqi scratched his pig's head, unable to make up his mind for a while.

"I'm the one your grandfather needs to wait for, is it still an outsider? Take me to the warehouse after breakfast later, I have a very important matter related to whether or not the things that your grandfather told you to do can be done. ”

This pig is really easy to deceive, and after the meal, he quickly dragged Zhang Chen to his own warehouse where important texts have been stored for generations.

"Very strong corpse smell...... As soon as the warehouse door opened, an unpleasant corpse smell immediately escaped from inside, "Why are there corpses still stored here?" ”

The warehouse is large, and almost one-third of the area is used to store corpses.

"I don't know, it's all the corpses that the older generation brought back from the world, and I wonder why I put the corpse in such an important place. But my ancestors had a clear request, and these corpses were so important that I was not allowed to move them. ”

As he spoke, Zhu Jiuqi pointed to the area where the corpse was stored.

The corpses were kept refrigerated in the freezer in the morgue, and the number should be around 70. But when Zhang Chen stepped forward to drag out the corpse in the cold cabinet, the corpse stored inside couldn't help but make Zhang Chen swallow a mouthful of saliva.

The first body bag was opened, and inside it was a well-preserved male corpse, who looked to be in his thirties, but looked exactly like the same as Zhang Chen.

The second corpse, a thirteen-year-old boy, looked the same as when Zhang Chen was in junior high school.

A total of seventy-three corpses, as young as three years old and as old as more than seventy years old, all of them were Zhang Chen's appearance. This made Zhang Chen understand that there were a total of seventy-three reincarnations between himself.

"Huh."

Zhang Chen put the last corpse of the opposite age back into the refrigerator, and his own worldview was also broadened at this moment.

"Tang Seng died nine times on the way west, and finally reincarnated for the tenth time, and the golden cicada was able to obtain the true scriptures. And I'm actually the seventy-fourth reincarnation, which is really ......"

Zhang Chen continued to rummage through the things left by Zhu Jiuqi's ancestor in the warehouse, there was a large amount of detailed information about his past life, the guide of the Zhu family had been paying attention to him in the world for generations, only this Zhu Jiuqi never seemed to know himself.

"It seems that there is no useful information, so I have to go inside the black pyramid to see what kind of thing this senior designed to prepare."

When Zhang Chen was about to leave after checking the warehouse, he accidentally tripped over the column with his right foot because he was thinking about this unacceptable qiē in his head.

"Bang dang!" The reason why the warehouse has been stored for too long and the hardware is aging, this column was violently smashed towards the side warehouse wall by Zhang Chen, making a violent noise.

However, Zhang Chen stared at the wall that had been smashed open by the columns, and the cavity inside seemed to store a booklet with a difference.

"What is this?"

Zhang Chen took out the dusty pamphlet, there was no title, and the signature was only written in a small word in the lower right corner of the opening chapter - 'ten'. (To be continued......)