"The dust has been reincarnated for thousands of years, and the avenue has returned to Mingxintai."

"It's time for the lord to come back."

The fairy sound is faint, echoing in the heavens and the earth.

"Please come back."

Thousands of figures knelt on the ground, and their voices shook the heavens and the earth.

One of the women, unable to see her face clearly, stepped forward and grabbed Zhu Xiaodao's arm and shook him, "Remember to come to me." ”……

"Xiaodao, what are you doing! I haven't come to sweep the grave yet. ”

A scolding voice woke Zhu Xiaodao up.

Zhu Xiaodao turned his head, and his father Zhu Qizhen stared at him.

Recalling the trance scene just now, Zhu Xiaodao walked up to his father blankly and began to sweep the grave.

Today is the Qingming Festival, he and his father came back to worship the ancestors, and as soon as he walked to the grave, he entered the picture just now.

He was faintly panicking, he had been encountering strange things lately.

Every few days, I always go into a state when I sleep at night, my mind is very clear, and my body can't move the slightest.

In the afterglow of his eyes, he vaguely saw a strange figure shaking, and he wanted to tell his father several times, but when he thought of his father's pressure, he couldn't speak.

This place is a village, called Ohara Village.

Xiaoyuan Village is too remote from the city, young people have moved to the city under the policy, and there are very few lonely and widowed old people left, and the last one was buried a few years ago, and Xiaoyuan Village was abandoned.

Except for coming back every year to sweep the tomb and worship the ancestors, no one usually cares.

Watch as Dad prepares a series of sacrificial items.

Zhu Xiaodao took a small broom to clean up the stele, and after cleaning it, he inadvertently saw a crack in the west of the grave.

"Dad, who robbed my grandfather's tomb!"

Zhu Xiaodao roared.

Zhu Qizhen got up suddenly, came to the mouth angrily, trembling with anger, and also full of helplessness, this kind of thing happened more than once, before the demolition, it happened a few times in the hands of his father.

The reason is all to blame on the names given by the fathers, and the names of each generation of emperors in the Ming Dynasty.

At present, his father's tombstone is engraved with the word Zhu Zhanji.

After checking one side, the pit did not penetrate the lower part of the tomb, and it was obvious that the tomb robbers noticed that this was an ordinary tomb and dismissed the idea of robbing the tomb.

Zhu Xiaodao relied on the light of his mobile phone to see clearly the side of the pothole, there was a faint luster flickering, and a jade pendant hung on the broken tree root.

I found a branch and picked it out, and the dull luster before was from this jade pendant.

Zhu Qizhen also saw the jade pendant, "Go back and get a shovel." Don't think about it, that jade pendant is not a funeral item, in your grandfather's hands, the family is poorer than we are, and I haven't eaten a meal since I was a child. ”

If it's not a burial item, it's a tomb robber's leftover, so it's definitely worth something.

Zhu Xiaodao suddenly showed joy, and ran back to get two shovels.

The father and son worked together to repair the tomb, and also inspected the graves of grandpa and other ancestors, and after there was no robbery, the two began to sacrifice.

After sacrificing all the ancestors, the father and son went home with shovels.

When I returned home, I cleaned up the small yard full of wild grass and tidied up the room until I was done, and it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

Zhu Qizhen cooked a few dishes and served two bowls of rice, and the father and son chatted while eating.

Zhu Qizhen didn't eat much, he had already drunk two or three bottles of beer, and Zhu Xiaodao was no longer surprised.

Ever since Mom ran away with the demolition money, Dad has become like this.

He relied on a meager salary every month to support him, and he relied on state funding to go to school, but his grades were not satisfactory last year, and he was not admitted to university, so he went home.

In the past few years, the father and son have lived a really poor life.

"Daddy, can I sleep with you tonight? Last night, I went to sleep and got into a state where my mind was clear, and I could hear the sound of you talking at three o'clock in the morning. But I couldn't move my whole body, it was pitch black all around, and trying to move my whole body was like an electric shock, which was very uncomfortable. ”

Zhu Xiaodao wanted to express that he was very scared, and there were some strange scenes.

When the words came to his lips, he was replaced by a very uncomfortable change.

Zhu Qizhen glanced at Zhu Xiaodao in a daze, and hesitated, "That's sleep, I encountered it several times when I was young, you just don't move in that state." ”

didn't agree to his request, Zhu Xiaodao stopped talking, after eating, he cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, cleaned them, and went directly into his room.

Turning on the room light, he was a little worried, and also turned on the bedside lamp, making the whole room brighter.

Only then did I lie on the bed, turn on my mobile phone, bored browsing Xianxia novels, and when I was tired of reading, I turned on the short video and watched some of the so-called masters explain the success of learning.

At about 1 o'clock in the morning, he was so sleepy that he couldn't hold it anymore, so he fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, Zhu Xiaodao opened his eyes, wanted to turn over and pick up his phone, but found that he couldn't move and fell asleep again.

He was so scared that he grew up and wanted to call out to his father, but found that the voice could not come out.

began to struggle violently, the whole body was like an electric shock, and the only light in the back of his eyes was dim and bright, and there was darkness all around, faintly flickering with electric arcs.

After struggling for a while, he was tired from being suppressed by the electric arc around him, and he had no strength, so he could only lie quietly on the bed, and he could clearly hear his father's self-talk in the next room.

After resting for a while, Zhu Xiaodao found that the time in the state of sleep had not yet passed, and he struggled violently again, and after struggling for a while, he was tired and quieted down again, quietly perceiving the darkness around him.

There was a lot of information and some conjectures in his head.

The most ridiculous thing is that he suddenly felt that his physical body was like a shackle, locking his real body at the moment.

The more he thought about it, the stronger the feeling became.

If that were the case, what would it be like if he struggled out of his physical body?

So he continued to struggle, endured the electrocution and exhaustion of his body, turned over and swayed violently, clenched his fists and got up, and in the end, he still failed.

That kind of confinement felt that it was impossible for him to struggle out.

Zhu Xiaodao didn't know the outside, the jade pendant he got today was exuding a dark luster in his pocket at the moment.

A wisp of invisible gas enveloped him.

In this way, Zhu Xiaodao rested when he was tired, struggled when he was relieved, and the dark luster of the jade pendant gradually became dazzling.

Wisps of purple mist entered along the nostrils, ran around the body, and floated out of the nostrils again, condensing a person beside Zhu Xiaodao.

This person's middle-aged appearance, looking at Zhu Xiaodao's struggle, walked over, and said happily: "You are the bloodline of the Zhu family, it is not easy to get this opportunity, and if you put away that jade pendant, you can find the Moon Soul Palace and get the ......."

Before he finished speaking, his body shattered, and the purple mist quickly drifted towards the jade pendant, but unfortunately before he arrived, the void around Zhu Xiaodao suddenly distorted, the void ripples spread, and the purple mist disappeared into the void.

A drop of purple blood fell to the ground, and it was swallowed by the ground.

Who is it?

Who's talking?

Zhu Xiaodao opened his mouth in horror, but the voice never came out.

He wanted to twist to look, but the feeling of electric shock in his whole body hit again, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't move the slightest.

Holding back his fear, he waited for a long time, and when no sound came out, he suddenly became in a trance.

After resting for a while, he struggled again, this strange state, coupled with the previous auditory hallucinations, he had to break out of this physical shackle and go to see the world outside the soul.

Just as it was about to dawn, there was a click, and there seemed to be some cracking sound echoing.

Zhu Xiaodao actually managed to turn over, rolled out of his body, rolled out of the darkness, he got up and got out of bed, looking at his lying body, familiar face, he was shocked and spoken.

I didn't think that my conjecture would really succeed?!