Fire!

What a fire!

I dreamed that Mu Tongtong and Yu Honghong's faces were changing, and the faceless girl was running on the mountain road and among the wild vines, and countless evil eyes peeked at her from the bushes. A middle-aged woman who still has charm shouts her daughter's name and chases after Mu Tongtong's figure; I dreamed that the middle-aged woman was dragged and pushed into the street, with broken shoes stained with feces around her neck, her clothes stripped naked, and her delicate back and chest were written with dirty words in ink; I dreamed of a house on fire, a middle-aged woman struggling to crawl out, the fire burned her clothes, burned her hair, she couldn't climb anymore, her whole body became a fire, and in the flames I could hear her screams...... Mu Tongtong flew back in white clothes, flew to the cemetery of the middle-aged woman, saw the grave where her mother was dug up, and heard her mother's distant and ethereal cry...... I knew that the rebels had led people to dig my mother's grave, so that I didn't even have a place to hide. Mu Tongtong suddenly became angry, running and screaming on the hillside, scolding the village chief surnamed Long. The people in the village knocked on the pot and tried to scare Mu Tongtong away. Mu Tongtong flew over the village, and the silver light on his body brightened the sky. Mu Tongtong saw the village chief hiding behind the stone wall, rushed over like lightning, and drilled a big hole in the house. Grabbing the village chief's neck, he pulled him out and flung him around in the air like a whip. Then he hung him on a branch on the rocks to the west, laughed and departed......

I was awakened by the sound of laughter and sweating profusely. It was getting dark, and I looked sideways and screamed in fright—I couldn't believe what was in front of me. It was already dawn, and I slept in the grass on the ground, and I was clearly lying on a mess of bricks and rubble. If you look closely, the roofs in the open air, the collapsed walls, and the grass in the houses, what kind of inn house is here, it is clear that it is the ruins of a house that has been burned down.

At this time, I was divided into missing Shiling people, if the two of them were together, after being surprised for a while, they would no longer be afraid.

I was relieved to find that I was not missing anything, and found myself still in the same place in the alley, facing the teahouse with the long curtain. I felt the urge to take another look at the temple of the Dragon King, but when I turned around, I was in disbelief at the sight – "Oh my God! "There is no Dragon King Temple at all, it is clearly a house that has been burned by fire. The front and rear walls were gone, and the floor was littered with rubble and wood blocks, and weeds were emerging in some places. Such a dilapidated house, nay, perhaps nothing more than a vacant lot of scrap, sandwiched between two rows of intact houses, like a vicious monster, opening its bloody mouth hideously......

My mind went blank, it couldn't be! When I walked into the street, it was dim, but I was pretty sure that every house I saw was intact and undamaged. However, in just half a minute, a Dragon King Temple turned into a ruin, so how can I accept this fact!

Could it be that this is also a dream of mine? But I actually had a handful of red wax paper sticks in my hand, and—my eyes were drawn to a glare of light in the rubble, it was the phone in my pocket, and I don't know when it fell here...... The screen is shattered, and the date is left at midnight. This also proves that I did enter a Dragon King Temple that didn't exist before!

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and he doesn't know if he is a guest in his dream?

I wandered through the cold streets, from street to street. My senses were paralyzed, and my thinking was deadlocked. What I've been experiencing these days has made me wonder if the world is real. Am I living in my own dreams or in someone else's? Maybe everyone is born just an illusion, but wishful thinking that they still exist......

The stone under my feet tripped me to the ground, and the pain was piercing. The night sky began to rain and sprinkle it on me.

"Miss, are you alright?" A nice male voice sounded in front of me.

I raised my head and crashed into a pair of deep and melancholy eyes, these eyes were so familiar, and dusty memories came to my heart in this sad moment: "Gao Qiuwu, Gao Qiuwu......"

Tears slipped down my face mixed with the rain, and a pair of strong hands helped me to my feet, and I felt a wave of dizziness, and the next second I fell into a warm and strong chest......

"Miss, are you feeling better?"

I was sitting in the famous "Drunken Life and Dream Death" bar in Longtan Township, which is also the only Qing bar in Longtan that is open all night. There are very few people at the bar, and most of them are some idle young people in the area. Across from me sat a man in his forties elegantly, in a suit and leather shoes, with eyes as melancholy as Gao Qiuwu's heartbreak. But in front of him, Gao Qiuwu was just a child.

"I'm sorry, I was groggy and recognized the wrong person just now." My cheeks burned slightly, and I was embarrassed by my previous gaffe. I already have Shi Ling people, how can I still think about that man.

"I was worried when you fainted just now. I'm glad there's a bar nearby, otherwise I wouldn't know where to send you. The man gentlemanly took the coffee from the waiter, put one in front of me, and took another to savor. He wore a valuable diamond ring on his left index finger, and his expression was as noble as a prince in a fairy tale, "I don't know what to call you?" "

"My name is Shen ...... Water Moon. Thank you so much, or I'd have slept on the street tonight. I smiled, took a sip of warm coffee, and my mood no longer seemed cold, and I guessed the man's identity with some curiosity. Tourist or indigenous?

"Miss Shen, don't you know that it is dangerous for a girl tourist to go out late at night? What if you meet someone today who is not me, but a bad person? "

"I ......," I swallowed back what I wanted to say. Can I tell him about the strange thing that happened to me? We're just meeting each other, will he believe me? Maybe you'll be taken crazy! "I'm sorry, I just can't sleep for a while......"

I could see that I had reservations, and the man changed the topic very gently: "I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Yue Wenbin." Yue of the Yue family's army, Bin of both civil and military. Miss Shen, for some reason, I always feel that you are familiar, as if you are ...... How to say, maybe our encounter tonight is already doomed......"

His eyes were fixed on me as he said this, and my heart skipped two beats.

What did he want to say? I'm getting a little nervous, could it be that I'm ...... Vindicate? No, we're just meeting for the first time...... Could it be that I've met the kind of person who is described in many travel magazines as releasing himself while traveling, the legendary one-night affair? I looked down at the coffee table leaning against the edge of the couch, ready to run away or defend myself.

Looking at the changeable expression on my face, Yue Wenbin unconsciously laughed: "I'm sorry, I was rude." I mean, Miss Shen, you have a feeling that people want to be close, since we are destined to meet, let's make friends. With that, he pulled out a note from his suit pocket and signed his name on the back with a pen.

"Acting General Manager of Capital Wenbin Real Estate Development Co., Ltd., Yue Wenbin." With a little business knowledge accumulated by chatting with Sister Xia Xu, I know that "Wenbin Real Estate" was originally developed in the United States, entered the capital business district a few years ago, and quickly achieved outstanding results in real estate development, and now it is one of the largest enterprises in the capital. I didn't expect its general manager to be so young, even if it is an agent, he is very young and promising.

"I recently recuperated in Yue's house in Longtan Township, and Miss Shen can come as a guest when she has time."

It turned out that he was a descendant of the wealthy merchants of the Yue family, no wonder he had such achievements at a young age. I smiled politely, "Thank you, I will definitely visit you if you have the opportunity." "

As if knowing my mind, the rain had stopped. After I politely refused Yue Wenbin to send me back, I continued to walk alone on the streets, and the red Dragon King Temple in my hand was particularly dazzling on such a night.

"Dragon King Temple?" I silently recited these three words, tonight I have too many unbreakable fogs in my heart, the fantasy of fairyland, the dark shadow of the window soul, the mysterious disappearance of the Dragon King Temple, the rich man who happened to meet, all of which are worth pondering repeatedly.

When I got back to the hotel, I didn't feel sleepy. I looked at the piece of paper in my hand with the words "Two lives and one body, one figure" written on it, and thought about it. Whose comment is this? The Dragon King Temple said that each sign represents the long-cherished wish of a believer, so did my choice of this sign hint at my tragic future?

This thought struck me as ridiculous, but after thinking about it, I went to the front desk and made a call.

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"You are asking the right person...... "The person on the other side of the phone gushed on, "What?" Dragon King Temple? Ancestral temple? Almost, I didn't find anything related to the deceased, but it was just ...... A careful comparison of the commonalities of the three deceased reveals that they were all born in a lunar year, a lunar month, and a cloudy day. This is definitely not a coincidence, the murderer should have deliberately chosen the victim. We all know that the key is, how did he know the birth date of the deceased? "

yes, how did he know the birth date of the deceased? Could it be that it was through asking for a lot?

"You are an old idea, the current girls are obsessed with the astrological blood type, how many people will go to the Dragon King Temple in the wilderness to offer incense?" The other party said proudly, "The first thing we think of should be" can hack into the network of the public security system and find the birthday of the people in the city!" But he quickly dismissed the idea: "However, the population of this city is nearly fifteen million, so should the prisoners be screened one by one and then converted into the eight characters of birth?" Even if this prisoner is a computer master, he designed the application to automatically filter the required year, month and day, what about the time of birth? It's not on the household registration file. And in our country, in order to make it easier for children to go to school, many people will change their children's date of birth. This is obviously not accurate. "

I had to agree: "I also agree with you, Lao Wang. So now we have to think about it, where will we use the eight characters of birth? Sure enough, I still think immediately: "When it comes to fortune telling." "

Lao Wang on the other end of the phone also thought of it: "Temple! But no matter what kind of relationship he has with that Dragon King Temple. It can't be an unpredictable prophet, right, or are those girls falling into the net by themselves? “

I hung up the phone, because the phone was still repaired at the only repair shop, and I had to borrow the front desk phone, and the big boy was still on duty at the front desk, playing online games with relish. As soon as he saw me hang up the phone, he immediately sat up straight: "Yo, sister, you are playing a deduction game." I said you didn't rest all night in and out. How about finding what you're looking for...... Clues? "

I was about to excuse myself, and I went to the front desk, and as expected, there was a notebook there. In this way, I can get Yue Wenbin's relevant information through the Capital Business website.

I didn't attack head-on, but asked him: "Little friend, do you know Yue Wenbin from Longtan Township?" "

"Hey, you can call me Tang Long." He scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly, "Of course I know, he is the second son of Yue Moye, a wealthy businessman in our township, and he often appears on TV after taking over the family business." I heard my uncle nag him the other day, saying that something seemed to have happened to him......"

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Gee, I can't remember, you know older people don't speak clearly."

I nodded: "It's okay, can you help me check his resume?" Seeing Tang Long's ambiguous smile, I hurriedly added: "I'm not a gold worshipper, I just want to collect some materials to understand Longtan Township...... You know you can get a rebate for writing for travel magazines now. "

"No problem!" Tang Long's fingers tapped quickly on the keyboard, and after a while he said, "There you have!" I'll read it to you. Yue Wenbin, the second son of Yue Moye, chairman of Wenbin Real Estate, is the acting general manager of Capital Wenbin Real Estate Development Co., Ltd. Born on September 2, 1970 in Longtan Township, Capital City, he holds a master's degree in management from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology......

"Stop! Thanks, that's it. I pondered. Yue Moye? Yes, it's this name, the rich businessman who died unexpectedly that You Yimo investigated before is also the rich businessman who Shi Ling suspects of supporting Mu Tongtong.

Yue Moye, Mu Tongtong, Yuejia, Longtan Town...... Dragon King Temple!

Then, Yue Wenbin is really related to everything weird here! My mind is in a mess, how can things get more complicated? What kind of connection is hidden between the seemingly unrelated many? Could it be that all these mysteries can only be solved when you see Mu Tongtong?

I don't know what time I went to sleep, and when I woke up, I felt dizzy.

Although my head was dizzy, I was keenly aware of the mysterious strangeness around me. I can't tell you what it is, it's just an inexplicable intuition. In fact, since last night, I have been feeling this way - even though it is an air-conditioned room, I always feel a chill down my spine, as if there is a gloomy and treacherous ghost hiding in a corner not far from me, tearing open a corner of the night, looking at my prey proudly, and letting out a low, muddy sneer. Inspiration is like a string of sparks, bursting and extinguishing, extinguishing and bursting. The blazing white light that bursts on it sometimes makes me feel like it lights up the room. When it was extinguished, it made me feel like I was sinking into a dark and boundless hell.

The dressing mirror in front of the bed reflected the afterglow of the sunset outside the window, and I couldn't open my eyes for a while. Thinking of today's itinerary, I quickly sat up. And then...... A slender figure flashed in the mirror, I raised my head for no reason, and felt that something was wrong, and when I looked up, I was sweating profusely!

Who walked into this room while I was asleep? Who put on this shroud for me without me knowing? I was about to collapse, and I struggled to tear off my shroud, my hands shaking from overexertion.

At this moment, I really want to escape back to the capital and forget everything that happened in Longtan. No! It's useless to dodge! I hate myself the most for being cowardly, since I was a child, I told myself when I lost my sister that I must be strong and brave, and not live a muddy life: "Shen Shuiyue, cheer up, things will always fall out!" "

I closed my eyes and began to remember. And then...... I see it!

When I woke up, my body was moving at will.

Anyway, can this be called waking up? No, it's being woken up.

'I' looked around and moved cautiously through the dark room. It was as if something had touched his cheek. It is the line of the nostalgic inn light. I, my body, stopped, held the rope in my right hand, looked up, and pulled the rope down.

Although I don't know who it is, I dare to get out of my body. Give me my body back.

As for myself, I wanted to say it, but my mouth didn't listen, my throat didn't move, and I couldn't make a sound. I could only be a bystander, watching my body being manipulated.

I, the guy who manipulated my body, kept my eyes on my travel bag this time. When I opened the travel bag, I suddenly turned it upside down, and all the contents were scattered on the table.

Textbooks, notebooks, cotton pads. These things poured out like an avalanche.

The eyes were fixed on the cover of the notebook.

"Shen Shuiyue"

Repeated it several times.

"Water Moon ......?"

It's my name. But the guy who manipulated my body inside didn't know whose body it was manipulating. I'm looking around to find out whose body it is.、And now I've finally seen the notebook and learned the name.。

Yes, exactly. I'm Shen Shuiyue, a cute female college student, and a candidate for Mr. Yin and Yang.

So, who are you?

In the current situation, I can only think so.

That being said, why was he possessed, something that I hadn't touched before, but something that happened suddenly?

I remember the normality of nothing—or because of the Dragon King's Temple in the middle of the night.

Now, what time is it?

Thinking about it casually, when I looked at the alarm clock at the head of the bed, I realized that I couldn't drive my own body. It's really unpleasant.

Alarm clock, look at the alarm clock. It's good to look directly at the alarm clock on the wall, just to see the time.

I said that—no, I wanted to say that, but I couldn't make a sound, and I couldn't get it to the guy who was manipulating my body. Yes! Yes! It's really unpleasant!

This person...... It's probably an ancient woman.、Sometimes I think so.。

When I first got up, I pulled my hair first. Originally, the hair was not long, so I thought it was strange.

So, the woman confirmed that something that should have been there was gone was a super impactful thing.

What's next – what to do?

His own body, which is no longer himself, has been reincarnated as a girl named Shen Shuiyue - so what will this person do next?

My body hunched in the direction of the door. My body was usurped, and I had no choice but to act according to that intention.

Do you want to get out of the room? What did you do when you went out?

I tried to think about what the possessed would do. On occasions like this—

"Who am I? Where is this? ”

The amnesiac in film and television dramas has such a common sentence. Idiomatic sentences? Isn't this a line that has been set in Korean dramas? And then、The man just looked at my notebook、"Who am I?" "This question is solved. This time, however, it is a process of "Where is this?" "Investigate it?

This is Longtan Township. I don't know if I tell you the address!

I wanted to tell it this, but I couldn't get to it. It's super unpleasant. I opened the door and headed out into the dark hallway. There was considerable silence in the room, and the coldness of the hallway floor seemed to sting the bare feet. His body was trembling, and his teeth couldn't match the roots.

But the operator doesn't seem to care at all. Even if you want to hold your body, you won't listen to your hands. Tiptoeing quietly down the hallway.

On the second floor, in addition to my room, there are three other rooms, all of which are not used much in the off-season - they are now empty.

When the possessed person walked into the corridor, he did not look at the three rooms, but only walked by.

Tang Long downstairs didn't seem to have gotten up because he stayed up late playing games. I guess I was resting in the bedroom. What would happen if this person suddenly met the possessed person? How is this man going to escape? Although it was unpredictable, but fortunately, Tang Long was still asleep, and I put some snacks on it.

At the end of the hallway, there is a staircase on the right hand side. Because it was night, the lights had been extinguished. The guy who was manipulating my body walked down without turning on the light.

Feed! Anyway, turn on the lights!

Because of my super sense, walking the stairs in the room without turning on the lights was a breeze for me, but now it's even more terrifying than riding a roller coaster!

My body has now become the lowest level of passenger transport. I was so scared that I wanted to close my eyes, but I couldn't do it.

There is a right turn right in the middle of the staircase. The right angle is the darkest place、There must be something、I usually think so。 And the most terrifying place, my body, passed safely with just the handrails. Nothing happened, and I was relieved of my heart again.

In other words, I only have one heart now.

When you go down the stairs, there is a communication room on the right-hand side. The paper sliding door was ajar. His eyes fell on the footsteps, and the possessed person who walked down the stairs stopped, raised his head, and looked into the communication room. Most of them are immersed in darkness, and no matter how much you star, you can only see the general outline of the furniture.

I stepped briskly into the communication room. With his right hand, he was stroking the wall and looking for the light switch. What a clumsy move for me, who I am used to.

Not there. Pillars—yes, there!

When the switch was pressed, the fluorescent lights flashed two or three times, and the appearance of the communication room appeared in the light. The four walls are bleak, only the two newspaper clips are placed on the side of the wall. There was a golden light reflecting back.

My gaze lingered on it, picking up a newspaper.

Fold the newspaper in half, slowly open it, and look at the date on the frame.

I see, I want to confirm the date. That's right, too. There is simply "Who am I?" "Where is this?" It's not enough. There is also a lack of "What time is it?" ”

On the other hand, where did you come from, and what era did you come from?

Probably not from ancient times. Just look at its actions and you'll understand. Look at the notebook in your travel bag to learn the name of the body, and you can also know the rope that pulls the light and pushes the switch on the wall to light the light. Therefore, it can be determined that this is not a cave man who lived in the Stone Age about 18,000 years ago.

At this point, the possessed finally began to want to confirm the current time. Looking around、The clock that stays on one side。

3:15 a.m. It's three o'clock in the morning! I haven't had the experience of getting up in time like this. Lack of sleep is the enemy of beauty. Even though it's someone else's body, I still want not to use it roughly. When I come back, if I change my face, it won't be easy. It's my body.

So、I took a deep breath、Of course、It's just a feeling。

Will it be - give it back to me?

No, it's always been like this, being usurped by a woman who doesn't know whose it is, right?

At this moment, a voice came out overhead.

I gasped - this time my body did the same. I say so, but I don't do what I want. The possessed were just as frightened by the voice as I was.

I understand the body of the voice. Tang Long's footsteps from the bedroom to the hallway.

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