"Gusu ......"

"It's been a long time since I've heard that word, and now that I think about it, it's a little unfamiliar. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

On the crooked waterway, suddenly the mist was thick, and finally condensed into a figure.

It was the appearance of a scholar in a green shirt, and he was carrying a folding fan in his hand, on which there were landscape paintings and inscriptions by famous artists.

Personable.

"You're the gallery?"

The scholar smiled: "A name is just a title, a long, long time ago, I may not have called this name, but now, this is the name it gave me." ”

"I'm going to have to call the gallery. ”

Han Le took a deep breath.

His heart began to beat faster.

He felt that he had come into contact with one of the world's most central secrets.

The big explosion in the crow's memory originally made him feel extremely strange.

The laws of this world are so strange and inextricably linked to their previous lives, which makes Han Le have a strong desire to explore!

"Since you know Gusu, you must not be mortal. ”

Lang thought for a while: "Come with me, what you want is not a warp realm or soul power, then I have two things here, just put them useless, so I'll give them to you!"

After that, he didn't say anything more and left directly.

Although Han Le was confused, he still followed.

Along the way, they passed by many tortuous corridors and rockeries, which are indeed an architectural style of Jiangnan gardens.

Han Le asked a lot of questions, but the scholar didn't answer.

He just asked Han Le to calm down.

Soon, around a rockery, they arrived in front of a wing.

"There are two things on the table in this room that you might use. ”

The words of the gallery are a little inexplicable.

Han Le didn't dare to be gullible.

You must know that since the crossing, most of the creatures he has encountered have bad intentions.

But in this garden, this corridor incarnated as a scholar is so friendly.

What is the fate that Qu Xiangxiang said?

Is it really as beautiful as it seems?

What is the Suzhou Pingtan that I heard? Is it a meander?

Han Le was full of doubts, and just looked at the scholar.

The scholar suddenly smiled: "I forgot, the human beings of your generation are extremely suspicious. ”

"Are you afraid that I will set some trap in this chamber to harm you?"

"It's okay, I'll go in first. ”

With that, he pushed open the door to the wing.

Han Le took a general look at the home inside, at least it was the style of the Ming and Qing dynasties, he was not an antique expert, and it was difficult to identify.

But in terms of preservation, it is as good as ever.

There was no dust at all, as if someone was wiping it all the time.

There are scrolls on the table, incense burners, and it seems to be the abode of the reader.

The window of the wing room faces the east, which is just in time to welcome the daily sunshine.

"Sit down. ”

Lang sat on a chair very easily, smiling at Han Le:

"Actually, I want to answer a lot of the questions you just asked, but I can't answer them. ”

Han Le stared at him: "Why?"

Lang shrugged: "I just can't say." ”

"Anyway, I'm about to disappear, and it's rare for someone to know about Gusu, which can be regarded as a little comforting. ”

"This house used to be inhabited by a Taoist chief surnamed Ye, who is said to be a land immortal. The two things he left behind should not be ordinary. ”

"Rather than disappear with me, I gave it to you. ”

Han Le groaned slightly and asked, "You're going to disappear?"

A trace of loneliness flashed in the scholar's eyes: "Yes." ”

"After all these years, I don't know how long I lived before I could finally disappear. ”

"For me, it's kind of a relief. After all, that feeling of emptiness is unbearable...... It's really unbearable!"

In the last sentence, he was trembling and grinding his teeth.

Han Le heard a wave of killing intent.

But the killing intent was fleeting.

"I'm sorry. That's my instinct. Lang smiled: "Fortunately, I still remember Jinglun's righteousness and can restrain myself." ”

"While I can't tell you anything else, I can tell you my story. ”

"Young man, do you know the wilderness?"

At that moment, a flash of lightning flashed in Han Le's mind!

......

Young man, do you know the wilderness?

This sentence seems to open a skylight for Han Le.

Ever since he crossed over, he had been recognizing the Beasts of the Beasts by the people in the particle barrier.

He had considered the cause of the beast, but he couldn't think clearly.

He had always thought that the wild beast was just a name for those terrible monsters.

But now.

He knew he had made a serious mistake.

The reason why the desolate beast is called the desolate beast is not without reason.

Lang's tone was very sincere, indeed like a person who was about to leave the world, retelling his life-

In his own words, although his memory has been blurred, he still remembers that he was born in a certain water town south of the Yangtze River.

He has a superior family background and fame, and his parents also found a good match for him.

It's the time when the spring breeze is proud.

However, the heavens did not obey people's wishes, and a serious illness befell him.

The serious illness came suddenly, like a landslide and the ground cracked, and almost killed him.

If it weren't for a passing Daoist surnamed Ye who used his clever hand to get him back from the Ghost Gate, he would probably have died young.

The family was grateful to Ye Daochang, but they never asked where the root of the disease came from.

Only Lang himself asked in private.

The Taoist just sighed and said a word.

Uncultivated.

He didn't understand it at the time.

Ye Daochang only lived in his house for two days and left, leaving two things, the family respected the Taoist very much, so they naturally cleaned this wing room day and night, and also offered Ye Daochang's immortal shrine.

The scholar originally thought that after this serious illness, life would always get better.

Then, weird things happened.

After recovering from his illness, his family moved out of the ancestral house one after another.

They don't seem to be able to see him anymore.

It took the scholar a long time to confirm this, and for a while, he even wondered if he had become a ghost, and the Taoist had not cured his illness at all.

But in fact, he is still alive, but no one else can see him.

He couldn't leave this ancestral home.

The winds of change.

He often fell asleep, often felt empty and lonely, and his instinct told him that only by killing people, and only by devouring living beings in a warped realm, could he find great comfort and satisfaction.

This is his fate.

This ancestral house, this natural garden, and the resounding songs here are the best means for him to weave his own meandering environment.

Everything was laid for him.

But fate has a little surprise here.

Among human beings, there may be people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and perhaps most of them are unable to resist that kind of temptation or pressure.

But the gallery is different.

He is a scholar and has his own style.

"Even if I become a wasteland, I will not kill. ”

He sat there and said to Han Le with a smile, "I'm very hungry and hungry right now, it's very uncomfortable, but so what?"

"This is my principle of being a human being. The twisted realm in this garden, you can use it. ”

"Maybe it's not in line with the way of survival that I'm doing this, so I feel like I'm going to disappear soon. ”

"In short, the ...... It's a disease. ”

"That's all I can tell you. ”

The gallery is gone.

In the courtyard, I thought of the gentle Wu Nong's soft words again.

Han Le vaguely saw that the scholar smiled and shook the folding fan, walking towards the winding realm composed of the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Is it a disease?"

"What happened to the big explosion in the crow's memory?"

"In this world, is there really a desolate beast that can restrain its desires?"

Han Le thought of Liuli.

If it is also a wilderness, how does it restrain its instincts?

Lang told Han Le a lot of things, but Han Le felt that there were more and more mysteries in this world!

"No matter what, I'm going to get to the bottom of it!"

He swore in his heart.

Bet on the dignity of the traverser!

......

On the table in the study, there were indeed two things that did not fit the style of this place.

That's all Lang said.

The first book is a book of Taoism.

The cover of the book is written in a small seal "The Story of Peaceful Wasteland".

However, when Han Le opened it, it was actually a tadpole text!

"Is this the Golden Book of Heaven?"

Han Le couldn't help but complain angrily!

I don't understand it at all.

And the second thing, Han Le was familiar with, it was a small golden bell.

Jingle jingle bells.

Han Le just shook it slightly, and the true qi in his body poured out like flowing water.

I don't know what the effect is, but the consumption is quite large.

Han Le put away these two things and pushed open the door of the wing.

It's just that in the next second, he was slightly stunned.

When the door was opened, it was not the same as when it came.

"Is this room moving on its own?"

"Or is Lang lying to me? I'm in the middle of a warp myself?"

Han Le took a deep breath and suddenly concentrated his strength in his left eye!

Nether Eyes, open!

Nothing is out of the ordinary.

Han Le did not hesitate and walked out.

He found a random path and prepared to go straight to the end.

Passing by a corridor, two figures suddenly appeared in front of me!

The people in front are running away in embarrassment, while the big man in the back is holding a giant sword and is chasing after him!

Fortunately, the person in front of him is quite flexible, and there are many rockeries in this garden, and he was not hacked to death for a while.

It's just that these are not the ones that shocked Han Le.

If it weren't for the Nether Eyes, he would have wondered if he was dazzled.

Recently, he has been pitted a little bit by the warp realm, and he can't tell the difference between reality and fantasy.

Sure enough, the wild is not a place to stay!

"Delusion, it must be an illusion. ”

Han Le was ready to turn around and leave.

Who knew that the little white hair who was running away had also seen Han Le by mistake.

At that moment, as if he had grasped the last straw, he shouted loudly:

"Brother-in-law, help!"

Han Le turned around incredulously.

Is it really a liquor shop?!

It's just that the one who chased and killed him was a Huaqing warrior?

"Aha, do you know how to call your brother-in-law at this time?"

Han Le hesitated slightly, but finally made a resolute move.

Sou!

The Longquan Sword popped out a sharp edge of about four feet.

Han Le greeted him, and finally saved the little white hair from under the giant sword at the last moment.

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