The guide had a lot of wounds on his body, and he was drenched in blood. Updates are fast and ad-free. Those wounds had scratches and tearing marks. He looked like he had been attacked by a ferocious beast, no, it should have been a group of ferocious beasts.

After coming out of the mirror in embarrassment, he looked back at his glasses, and his expression was not at all the calm and unhurried I had seen when I met him before, but fierce and ruthless.

He didn't pay any attention to me and the two ghosts in the room.

I was at a loss for a moment, because it was moving so fast.

I thought that this Mr. Zhou had the key to something, and there were clues hidden in the old man named Erzi, but now he suddenly saw the main master. All I had planned before was to find out the guide first, and what to do next, I hadn't thought of it yet.

"It's ...... you"

I turned my head to see the old man, Erko, staring resentfully at the guide.

The guide just glanced at him and turned his gaze to mine.

I felt a chill come out of my heart. It was the same feeling as seeing the door at the end of the corridor at the Aoba Paranormal Office.

Pure evil, nothing else.

In my life, except for supernatural events, I have never encountered any danger, let alone seen any extremely vicious people, even in the previous supernatural events, I have rarely encountered this kind of thing.

Compared with the year beast, compared to the stone spirit, the evil in this guide is more intense.

My brain was in a brief blank.

"Ah——!h The roar of the second son made me a spirit.

With the pen in his hand, he rushed in front of me and passed straight through my body.

I only felt a chill in my heart, and the yin energy of ghosts passed through me.

The second son pounced on the guide, and the pen in his hand stabbed the guide in the face.

I seemed to see a blurred shadow, and in the blink of an eye, I saw the second son trembling and retreating.

The person in front of the second son is no longer the guide, but the Mr. Zhou.

Mr. Zhou had a pen stuck in his neck, and blood was gushing out.

This coincides with the original wound on Mr. Zhou's neck.

But looking at the fresh blood, it seems to be a repeat of everything.

The second son's body trembled violently.

"You killed your own father again." The guide stood in the position where Mr. Zhou was originally standing, and said lightly. He regained the same composure I had seen before.

But the second son broke down and cried loudly, like a child.

I think everything in front of me is a little ridiculous.

What's even more ridiculous is that Mr. Zhou's figure disappeared like this, as if everything just now was an illusion.

And the figure of the second son has also become thin and will disappear at any time.

I realized I shouldn't be here.

When I turned my head to look at the guide, I saw that he was also looking at me.

Unlike the previous eyes, this time I looked into his eyes, and I seemed to see myself in the reflection of his pupils at once.

My brain buzzed, as if someone had hit me hard, dizzy, and as if I had been tied, my thinking and reaction became slow, and the only consciousness was myself in the pupil of the guide.

My appearance slowly changed to the appearance of an old man.

It's Mr. Zhou.

Week......

My surname is Zhou?

My surname is Zhou ......

Week...... Zhou Yusheng, the meaning of feathering and ascending to immortals, my grandfather named me like this, and the names of the Zhou family all have some immortal energy, it is said that it is because the ancestors of the Zhou family have been immortals.

Of course, this is nonsense, although I was born in the old era and experienced the war years, I also stayed abroad and studied Western culture, so I naturally do not believe those superstitious statements. Even my grandfather didn't believe in these things, but it was a family tradition.

But it's true that my ancestors were famous, because something happened, and someone escaped from their ancestral homeland, and because of this, a trace of blood was preserved. Except for this trace of blood in my family, all the other clansmen died, and none of them were spared.

Times have changed, vicissitudes of life, and this kind of declining family is all too common.

I didn't take it seriously at first, and it wasn't until I got old that I had the idea of "looking for my roots". This is something that Grandpa didn't even think about.

After that, I went to Huixiang, and in order to find the history of my family, I entered the archives to work, and I also collected ancient books and documents in Huixiang on weekdays, or folk stories.

There are a lot of ghost stories in Huixiang, and the people of Huixiang don't take ghosts seriously. It's not that I don't believe it, but I think these ghosts won't hurt me. The ghosts of Huixiang will not harm the people of Huixiang.

I thought it was interesting and I looked into it, but just like I couldn't find the history of my family, I didn't find any clues about it.

Over the years, I have enjoyed getting along with my colleagues in the archives. Among my colleagues are two young people, both of whom are very studious, and one of them is from out of town.

He said that his name was Wang Qian, and he was the second oldest in the family, and he was also younger than another young man in the archives, so he was called the second son.

Wang Qian likes to ask me questions, and always asks me a lot, not only academically, but also about my private affairs. I don't really like him, but he's smart and capable. I gave him a fountain pen and a text message and a letter of recommendation recommending him to study at a university in the capital. I also have a few old friends there who can take care of him.

Every time I see Wang Qian, I feel a little strange, I don't know whether to say it's close, but disgust.

That day, Wang Qian burst into my office and yelled at me.

What did he say......

I felt my memory blur for a while, but it quickly went from vague to clear.

“…… Big brother is dead! Big brother is dead, you know! When it was time for him and the sister of the Li family to talk about marriage, because their father was unknown, the Li family repented! It's all because of you! It's all because of you! ”

Wang Qian shouted like this, so he rushed over and plunged the pen into my neck.

That's when I remembered. Many years ago, I remembered my deceased wife, drank alcohol, and was confused with the schoolgirl who came to ask questions at that time...... She was admitted to the capital school from other places, and her family was not in the capital. I was with her indistinctly. She bore me a son. No one at school knew about it, and no one at home knew about it. But when she was pregnant for me again, the matter was discovered by her classmates and caused trouble at school. I cowardly chose to run away, watching her be expelled from school, and rudely dragged from school by his family, along with the child.

That's when it was ......

I fell to the ground.

Wang Qian was extremely flustered, and only then did he wake up from that grief and anger.

The pen in his hand fell off, and then, just like me at that time, he chose to escape and rushed out without looking back.

I felt my blood pouring out.

I saw a pair of feet appear in front of me.

I didn't see the man's whole body, but I heard the demonic demagogic words: "What do you wish for now?" ”

My desire is to atone for my sins.

Let Mrs. Wang Qian be peaceful, don't be affected by this incident......

The sound of the bell shattering suddenly echoed in my head, a sound that came to my memory.

I woke up suddenly.

I'm not Zhou Yusheng!