Long Xiaoman slowly told me one thing:

She said that at the top of Zhongnan Mountain, there was a wordless stone tablet, and no one knew who put it where it was.

The stele is particularly magical, as long as a major event is about to happen in the occult world, some symbols will be drawn in advance as a hint, and after each hint, there will definitely be a turmoil in the occult world.

There were two names on the stele before, and the people with those two names turned the occult world upside down without exception, so the appearance of names on the stele was a terrible thing in the eyes of the occult world.

Since Liu Bowen appeared in the Ming Dynasty, the stele has not had a name, but twenty years ago, a bloody name suddenly appeared on the stele.

Long Xiaoman looked at me, "It's your name, Zhang Zhanning!" ”

I asked if it would be just a coincidence with the same name and surname, there are more people named Zhang Zhanning in the world.

Long Xiaoman shook his head and sighed, "I thought about it this at first, but then I found that many strange things were aimed at you, and I was sure that you were the person referred to on the stone tablet, and your appearance might be a catastrophe for the occult world, or for the whole world." ”

"But again, in the eyes of some people with malicious intentions or other things, you are a piece of sweetness. My father tried every possible means to recruit you to his command, and even the Holy Lord of the Ten Thousand Souls Holy Sect appeared for you and used the same means to bring you under his command, so every move you make now, there are countless pairs of eyes watching you secretly at all times and at all times. ”

I said that if that was the case, I didn't think I was so special, I had a good life before what happened in our village, and even now, I don't think I have any superpowers!

Long Xiaoman said, "That's because you haven't awakened yet, that is, my father said evolution, the dragon scales on your shoulders are a symbol of awakening, when you fully evolve, no one can predict what kind of person you will become, but one thing is certain, when you fully evolve, it will be the beginning of the disaster in this world!" ”

I heard it mysteriously, these things sound more than stories, and if I hadn't experienced so many unbelievable things, I wouldn't have believed it.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that my brain hurt, so I simply didn't think about it, waved my hand and said that it doesn't matter if it is a disaster or not, I only want to do one thing now, which is to resurrect the little mute.

After finishing speaking, I suddenly had a question and asked Long Xiaoman, "Since I am like that, why don't you just kill me with a knife, isn't there so much to do?" ”

Long Xiaoman shook his head, "It's not that simple, since your name appears on the wordless stele, even if you are killed, I believe that a second Zhang Zhanning will also appear." And to kill you is tantamount to violating the prophecy of the wordless stone tablet, and there may be an even greater catastrophe at that time. ”

I shook my head and suddenly laughed, "Wouldn't I be safer in that case?" ”

Long Xiaoman glanced at me, "You just dream, do you think that so people are like our orthodox Xuanmen to conform to the will of heaven, those who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and there are too many people or other things, you are now like walking a tightrope, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss!" ”

Long Xiaoman's words made me tremble, thinking to myself why am I so unlucky, I didn't find anyone and didn't provoke anyone, why did my name appear on that stone tablet?

On the way to Jingyan County, I suddenly remembered something and asked her, "By the way, Xiaohui said before he died that the eighth prophecy painting on the prophecy mural was a gift for you, what is painted on it?" ”

"I don't know, I didn't see it clearly." Long Xiaoman twisted his head to prevaricate.

I knew that she was perfunctory to me, although the time was very short, but it was enough to see a painting clearly, but I didn't continue to ask, knowing that it was a vain question to ask, and what Long Xiaoman didn't want to say, no matter how he asked, it was in vain.

It's just that when I saw Long Xiaoman prevaricating me, a faint flush appeared on my cheeks.

After several trips, we returned to Jingyan County again, I stood in the county and looked at the mountain where the bones of the Lei family were buried, and felt a faint pain in my heart.

Long Xiaoman said that the secret technique of retrieving the memories of his previous life would not be available until the evening, and there must be no moonlight that day.

We were lucky, it was a cloudy day, and it didn't look like the moon was going to come out.

Long Xiaoman didn't know what method he used to make the guards fall asleep, and she and I successfully infiltrated Lei Chang's former residence in the early morning.

As soon as I entered, that familiar feeling came back to me, as if I had been living here before, the layout of the house, the furnishings inside, and even the thick yellow cypress tree in the yard, I felt extremely familiar, I didn't need to look, I knew where there was a table, where there was a chair.

When I came to the painting in the back hall again, I looked at the little mute on the painting, and felt a sour nose and an inexplicable sadness.

Long Xiaoman told me that all of my people will have such a feeling, because they have been induced by a kind of karma called past life, if a person has been very sad or very happy somewhere in his previous life, then this person's future life, to this place, can still be emotionally infected.

It's like when a person comes to a strange place and suddenly feels familiar, these are the karmic inductions of past lives.

He also told me about one thing, a few years ago, a little girl who was only five years old went to the Forbidden City with her parents for the first time.

But as soon as she walked into the Forbidden City, the little girl couldn't stop crying, no matter how much she coaxed, it was useless. And what's even more strange is that the little girl actually knows all the roads and all the places in the Forbidden City, and she is extremely familiar with every place without the introduction of a tour guide, pointing to every building, saying what is this palace called, and what is it for.

Immediately afterwards, she went to a dry well in the harem, and then cried even more, saying that she had been thrown into this well and drowned.

This matter is still a mystery in mainstream society, and the scientific community cannot explain why.

But in the occult world, this matter is not unusual, that little girl's abnormal behavior is just the induction of karma in her previous life, her previous life, maybe the people in the palace, left a very painful memory there, so when her later life comes to the same place, she will be evoked some memories and emotions.

After finishing speaking, Long Xiaoman looked at me and sighed, "Let's start, you remember, you will have some dreams later, what you see in your dreams is the memory of your past life, no matter what happens, don't try to change something in your dreams, because this is history, history cannot be changed." ”

Then, Long Xiaoman asked me to sit cross-legged in front of the painting, turned off all the lights, and lit a circle of candles next to me.

I followed what Long Xiaoman said, closed my eyes, and then tried to empty my head as much as possible, thinking about nothing, only hearing Long Xiaoman chanting words on the side, like some kind of spell.

After a while, I felt my head start to get dizzy, and my whole body became fluttery, and then I felt my head be slammed into something.

I was in pain, I opened my eyes suddenly, and was surprised to find that I was wearing the clothes of ancient people, and I seemed to be carrying some heavy object on my shoulders.

I was carrying a coffin with a few people, but the coffin was hung with red silk, and there was a piece of "Xi" cut out of red paper on the front end, and I and the people who carried the coffin were also dressed very festively, feeling that this was not like a funeral, but more like a wedding.

"Zhang Zhanning, what are you looking at, carry the sedan chair well!"

I heard a man scolding me, and when I saw it, it was the village chief!

He was also dressed in ancient clothes, looking like a butler, and walked at the front of the line, holding a stick wrapped in a red cloth in his hand.

It's just that he was still very young at this time, about thirty years old, but I still recognized him at a glance as the village chief when he was young.

I carried the coffin with the procession to a grave in the suburbs, which was particularly luxuriously repaired, but the burial chamber was open, and a large golden coffin was revealed.

"Drop off the sedan chair—"

The village chief, that is, the butler, shouted in a long voice, and a few of us, under his command, put the coffin into the burial chamber and placed it with the golden silk coffin inside.

A man lit a candle on the edge of the tomb, and the village chief then shouted, "Open the sedan chair, and the groom will unveil his head—"

Then the two strong men jumped into the burial chamber, and the coffin was pried open, and when I saw what was inside, I felt my heart throb hard!

Little dumb!

In the coffin with red silk hung on the "sedan chair", there was a little mute!

She was wearing a big red wedding dress, her hands and feet were tied, her mouth was gagged, her face was full of tears, she made a whining sound, and her eyes were full of horror.

I wanted to shout, but I couldn't make a sound, and I wanted to rush over and hug her, but my body couldn't move.

Immediately after, the candle lit next to it went out with a whirl.

The butler nodded and said, "The candle is extinguished, the groom is satisfied, the marriage is completed, and the bride is sent to the cave room——"

At the butler's shouting, several maids walked up to the coffin and began to touch up the little mute's makeup and tidy up some messy clothes.

The little mute was tied with his hands tied, writhing his body violently, and one of the maids turned his head to the butler and said, "Butler, the bride is very angry, it seems that she has to ask for a happy stick." ”

I looked at the maid and felt familiar, and when I saw a small black mole next to her ear, I was shocked, wasn't this the old woman who had lived for hundreds of years when she was young?

I saw that she took the stick wrapped in red cloth from the village chief's hand, and began to beat the little mute fiercely, and kept muttering, "The bride laughs, the joy stick stops, the bride cries, the joy stick is pumped, the bride is happy, and the groom smiles ......when the knife is drawn."

The little mute whined in pain, and finally probably because he was scared of being beaten, he finally stopped crying, and his body stopped struggling, and his eyes were full of horror and despair.

"The bride laughs, and goes into the cave room—"

With a shout, several strong men jumped down the pit and closed the lid of the coffin, but just as they were about to nail the coffin, I saw that the maid seemed to give the village chief a look, intentionally or unintentionally.

The village chief asked the people to stop, saying that the auspicious time had not yet arrived, and that everyone should go back first, leaving only a few men, including me.

After everyone walked away, the maid suddenly showed a vicious smile and said cruelly to the coffin, "Little slut, it's too cheap for you to die like this, and you still want to marry the second son of Lei, wishful thinking!" ”

After finishing speaking, he said to a few men next to him, "Open the coffin, bring that little slut out, let her break her body before she dies, and continue to suffer over there!" ”

A few men next to him listened, their eyes glowed with desire, and after saying thank you to Sister Xiu'er, they rushed towards the coffin like a beast.