Tang, Chang'an, Chongyefang.

"Tick, click."

Cold droplets of water dripped down his forehead, Wang Chuan frowned slightly, his head ached faintly, and he subconsciously groped for his mobile phone beside him.

Yesterday was the graduation party of college classmates, and from then on he was going to go to Tiannan and Haibei, and he drank a lot of wine at the dinner table.

After eating, I went to KTV with my roommates to sing all night, and during this time, I spun a few more bottles, but now I have suffered.

"The beer is so white that you can't mix it up."

Wang Chuan fumbled, not even touching the shadow of the mobile phone, he rubbed his eyes and slowly opened them.

Seeing the dim sky, and the afterglow swept the high walls and bricks, Wang Chuan was stunned for a moment.

No, where am I?

This isn't a hotel!

Wang Chuan instantly sobered up for the most part, sat up violently and looked around, surrounded by four high walls made of blue bricks, and the corners of the walls were covered with weeds and moss, as if they were in a courtyard.

Looking down, there were many strangers lying in the courtyard, both men and women, all wearing ancient costumes and combing their hair in buns.

He looked at himself in amazement, and he was dressed like the same, his bare arms were slightly yellow, his palms were rough, and he had calluses.

Wang Chuanren is stupid, this is not his body at all!

"Could it be that I crossed over?"

As soon as the thought poured out, it grew uncontrollably, and the already painful head became more and more painful, and the surging memories were inserted strongly.

Wang Chuan, sixteen years old, a native of Tang Chang'an, his parents died when he was a child, and he followed his eldest sister to mingle in the low-level gangs, and he didn't have to worry about food and clothing.

The eldest sister's name is Fang Ying, she is also an orphan, she has quite a brain, and she has gathered a lot of orphans to worship under the Snake Green Gang in Anle Fang, calling herself the Fang Family Gang, which can be regarded as finding a nest for their group of homeless children.

Although it is a gang, Fang Ying is kind and kind, and she has never bullied men and women on weekdays.

The memories of the original owner of this body in the past decades flashed through Wang Chuan's mind, and it took a long time for him to completely accept it.

Orphans, gangs, collecting protection money......

"Shhh I actually crossed over to the body of a gang disciple?? Wang Chuan gasped.

I think he was a good student in the eyes of the teacher in his last life, a neighbor's child in the mouth of his parents, and he had excellent grades from childhood to adulthood.

After graduating from high school, he lived up to expectations and was admitted to a key university, he won a scholarship many times, the toilet paper was wiped soft, and his girlfriend talked about soft legs, a proper good boy template.

Before graduation, I resolutely broke up with my girlfriend for the sake of her good future in the future, what a loving person.

I never thought about it, but today it has become like this.

Wang Chuan wants to cry without tears, has his ex-girlfriend's curse really come true? I really can't die by myself, and then I crossed?

Alas...... This year......

Wang Chuan shook his head and drove away the chaotic thoughts in his head.

If you come here, you have to find out where you are.

As he digested his memories, he looked at the rest of the people in the courtyard, all of them with their eyes closed, motionless, and no one woke up except him.

Wang Chuan's heart suddenly chuckled, he thought of something bad, frowned and stretched his finger under the nose of the person next to him.

"Hold the grass!"

His face changed suddenly, and he stepped back violently, looking at the man in horror and inexplicably.

Not breathing? He didn't breathe?

Only the dead will not breathe!

Could it be that all the dead people in this courtyard are there?

Wang Chuan suddenly had goosebumps, his heart was furious, his stomach was churning, and he couldn't stop vomiting.

But he covered his mouth, and the fast-digesting memory made him dare not spit it out.

This is Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, but it is completely different from the Tang Dynasty in history, with a wider territory and many sects.

People can practice martial arts, gain great strength, and truly fly the eaves and walk the wall.

It is said that cultivating to a high and profound realm, prolonging life for decades is not a problem, and it is easy to fly away.

For example, the current prime minister of the court, who is powerful and famous, is an extremely powerful cultivator, and I heard that he is at odds with the prince of the dynasty, and I don't know if it is true or not.

The prime minister is high above the temple and is not in the market, and Wang Chuan, a small person from a small gang at the bottom, can't look at it even if he sees through it.

But the Nine Yin Sect is different, the disciples of this sect are better to hide in the market, find suitable candidates, detain the soul, refine the soul, and refine the soul, which is an out-and-out evil sect on the rivers and lakes.

Before Wang Chuan's death, he was charging for daily shopping in Anle Fang, but he suddenly had an urgency to urinate halfway through walking, and hurriedly entered a remote alley to prepare to relieve himself.

I had just taken off half of my pants, and before I could take them out, I felt dizzy and dizzy in front of me, and then I lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he was in a small room, and there was an old man in a black robe, sitting cross-legged in front of a melting pot, and his soul was drained alive.

The true spirit was annihilated, he died on the spot, and his memory came to an abrupt end, and then he crossed over.

"Soul Snatching, Nine Yin Sect...... In this way, the people in the courtyard were all thrown here after their souls were drained. ”

Wang Chuan's heart was cold, his face was full of bitterness, these corpses of the Nine Yin Sect would never let it go, and they would inevitably destroy the corpses.

In other words, he is now in a dead end, and he may die at any time.

"I didn't expect to go through it, and as soon as I opened my eyes, it was a big crisis."

Wang Chuan didn't want to die, under the huge fright, his throat rolled, his mouth was dry, and his legs trembled a little.

No, you can't die here, you have to find a way to survive!

Wang Chuan bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and the intense pain stimulated him to calm down, and a thousand chaotic thoughts flashed in his mind for a moment.

He is the old man of the Fang family gang, he has been following Fang Ying for several years, once he finds out that he is missing, Fang Ying will definitely mobilize gang forces to look for him everywhere.

But since the Nine Yin Sect dared to cause chaos in Chang'an City, where was it so easy to find?

Wang Chuan looked around again, the high wall bricks and tiles looked familiar, which meant that he was still in Chang'an City, but he didn't know which Fang City he was in.

Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, has a total of one hundred and eight squares in two cities, covering a wide area, the streets and alleys are staggered, and there is too little information, it is difficult to distinguish the specific location, and you can't report if you want to report it.

"It's unrealistic to wait for someone to be rescued, so you can only rely on yourself to find a way to escape."

Wang Chuan frowned, he didn't know how many people there were in the Nine Yin Sect, and he didn't know what the situation was outside the courtyard.

Even if you run out of here, if there is someone guarding outside, you will definitely die.

Moreover, if you want to go out from the courtyard, it is obviously not possible to go to the gate on the opposite side, and there is only one way to climb over the wall.

But the walls around him are a foot high, and he is just an ordinary person who mixes into small gangs, and he can only do some kung fu, and he can't fly off the wall at all.

Wang Chuan was extremely anxious, he looked at the corpses all over the ground, and couldn't think of how to break the situation at all.

But at this moment, his eyes suddenly blurred, and then a line of illusory small words appeared out of thin air.

[Blood: 0/100]

"This, this is ......"

At this moment, Wang Chuan was short of breath!