Zhou Xinyi finally chose to go to the gathering place provided by the old man to make an appointment.

The notes left by the old man made him feel the sincerity of this ancestor, and that he always had to find a reason to let himself live.

If there's one other obsession worth pursuing, it's probably figuring out what he meant by what he saw in his notebook last.

According to the last address that the old man told him before leaving, Zhou Xinyi successfully found a toy store located in a certain community.

The toy store is full of outdated toys that haven't been open for a long time, and even the locks on the doors have long been broken.

Sitting in the shop was a girl who looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a snow-white cloak, her brown hair tied into two ponytails, and a pair of deer eyes looking at him timidly on her pure and lovely little face.

She looked like the owner's granddaughter, helping her elderly grandfather look after the shop: "Brother, this shop is closed today. ”

Zhou Xinyi told her, "I'm here for the party. ”

The girl's eyes instantly widened for half a minute, and she stood up and opened a secret door that had always been blocked behind her.

Entering through a secret door is a passage only one meter wide, the walls and floor are covered with thick tree roots, and the shape of the passage is concave and rugged.

After walking for dozens of meters, he finally came to a wide field like a tree hole.

At first glance, there are many heirs in different costumes, and there is a mixed atmosphere in the hollow of the tree.

"Fresh face, new here?" Suddenly, an heir sitting in a blind spot said.

Turning around, the man was dressed as a modern Internet addict, with a bright red scarf covering half of his face, and the scarf was stained with potato chip residues.

"How's that, what profession?" The man smiled evilly and raised his eyebrows, "Tell me about myself, what is my name, and what is my inheritance ability?" ”

"Zhou Xinyi, what kind of profession are you, why don't you introduce yourself first?"

"Mane Yan is also a leader," Mane Yan could only sigh when he saw that his words could not be accomplished, "It seems that your leader is doing a good job." ”

"If you talk like that, someone will answer you?"

"Yes, the new heirs all treat us as friendly seniors, and they can say everything with a little hello."

Mane Smoke shrugged his shoulders contrivedly, and suddenly trembled when he saw a figure approaching.

"What are you doing here?"

It was the black-haired woman that Zhou Xinyi saw in the hospital, and the acquaintances met at this time, and the two sides were in different moods.

What Zhou Xinyi thought was that the purpose of making her lose money could be achieved so quickly, and what the woman thought was: Black history can be found with long legs?

"What happened at the hospital that day......"

"Shut up!" The woman leaned over, "I went to the hospital to meet you when a relative died, do you know?" ”

It seems that this is not intended to admit to the graffiti? Zhou Xinyi raised his eyebrows, "You owe me four hundred." ”

"When......" the woman blurted out, but the remaining IQ made her immediately change her words, "Okay, I'll compensate you, you forgot about that." ”

After Zhou Xinyi received the money, he asked more, "Did you have a relative who died that day?" ”

"What is this for, you ask?"

"Does the death of a loved one have anything to do with your graffiti?"

The woman immediately tugged at him, turned to Mane Smoke and said, "You are a leader, why don't you take the newcomer to possess the spirit?" ”

Mane Yan seemed to be afraid of the woman, and shrunk her neck, "Why do you care about these things......"

"I don't need you, I know him, I'll take him."

As she spoke, the woman dragged Zhou Xinyi towards the inside of the tree hole.

"That mane is a big mouth, you don't talk much in front of him," the woman looked at him angrily, "I have lost you money, what are you doing so much?" ”

"That's what you should pay me," Zhou Xinyi said, "On the day you graffiti, my sister also died on the operating table." ”

"That's why I want to ask you, why are you doing all that?"

"......" the woman flattened, "The rakugo among the inheritors is the one who is responsible for predicting where the next light curtain will come, but when the light curtain is not coming, they will also issue some simple tasks to help the inheritor kill time. ”

"Just a few days ago, the rakugo suddenly released a strange character, that is, the successor will paint Tangyan City with red graffiti overnight."

"But I ...... There were some accidents on the day of the mission, and I couldn't break the contract temporarily, so I had to solve it temporarily in the hospital. ”

"Isn't that normal?" Zhou Xinyi said, "What is there to say. ”

The woman shook her head, "This is your newcomer's loneliness." ”

"I'm Jiang Yi, a well-known celebrity among the heirs, how can I accept this kind of child-like task, and I can't complete it on time?"

She hammered her palm in a hurry, "Absolutely can't be a laughing stock, absolutely not!" ”

Zhou Xinyi, an old fritter, naturally doesn't fully believe Jiang Yi's statement.

Looking at Mane Yan's attitude towards Jiang Yi, she is probably a particularly powerful figure among the heirs, and the heirs are probably more concerned about the reason why she can't complete the task than her embarrassment, and Jiang Yi is probably hiding this.

But...... Looking at Jiang Yi's sincerely embarrassed face, Zhou Xinyi was a little unsure.

"Can I ask more?" He couldn't help but ask, "What did you delay that day?" It's okay if it's inconvenient to disclose. ”

Jiang Yi glanced at him, and then looked away as if evading, and pondered for a long time.

“…… I was smoked by my grandmother with slippers for the night. ”

“……”

Zhou Xinyi politely chose to be silent.

Jiang Yi is a responsible person, she drove away the unobtrusive leader at the door, and really took Zhou Xinyi to the location of the "Spirit".

It also took over the work that should belong to the leader.

"The inheritor is divided into various professions, and the leader, as the name suggests, is the one who leads each inheritor to understand this field, and as for rakugo, you can understand it as miscellaneous."

"They're the microphones of the light curtain, doing anything but exploring."

"Before each inheritor enters the light curtain, he must make a secondary attachment to his weapon, the principle is to absorb the power left in the world after the death of the ancestors, you go directly, and those miscellaneous will assist you in completing the process."

Zhou Xinyi asked, "Then do you know what the profession of a judge is?" ”

"What?" Jiang Yi was stunned, "I haven't heard of it." ”

"Okay."

Zhou Xinyi walked straight into a neatly arranged bungalow, and there was only one square table in the hut, and behind the square table sat a famous and handsome-looking woman.

She asked, in a businesslike tone, "Is it for the first possession?" ”

"Yes, trouble."

The woman was already comfortable with this kind of work, and said skillfully, "Then please put your weapon on the table." ”

Zhou Xinyi heard that he put down the judge's hammer.

She pulled out a carving knife and asked confidently, "What is your profession?" ”

"Judge."

The woman's gaze was blank for two seconds.

Then she opened a dusty tutorial book, turned to the page of the judge, and carved it stroke by stroke according to the picture on the book.

After a long time, the rakugo finally wiped his sweat, "The enchantment will call on the ancestors who passed away 10,000 years ago to give your lineage a trait related to it. ”

"The specific result depends on the talent of the inheritor, but also on the type of ancestor, you can't lift the table, you can't beat me, understand?"

Zhou Xinyi nodded.

The woman carved the last strokes on the formation with her carving knife, and the whole hut suddenly lit up with a golden light, and then the light flickered...... extinguished.

"Well, it's never been like this, but your possession seems to have worked."

"First Spirit," she raised her eyebrows, spitting out two words, "Shock." ”

"What's the use?"

The woman pondered for a moment, "...... If you hit the head, you might be able to knock someone unconscious. ”

She smiled businessmanly, "Well, it's rubbish." ”

In fact, as soon as he heard "calling for the deceased ancestors", Zhou Xinyi instinctively felt that something was wrong.

Because of his forefathers...... If you don't die at all, how can you absorb the power after death?

"Zhou Xinyi," Jiang Yi was still standing in his original position waiting, as if he looked at him coldly, "The spirit possession has succeeded, right?" Then my job is done. ”

"The light spots are about to appear, so please be blessed."

Zhou Xinyi looked around in surprise, and the heirs who had been communicating with each other or sitting lazily in the corner of the tree hole had all stood up excitedly.

They eagerly waited for a speck of light to fall from the sun's rays.

For the heir, the light spot is like a horror film that can't take your eyes off.

The weak inheritor is afraid, while the strong inheritor is excited from the bottom of his heart.

Zhou Xinyi was the first time to integrate into this collective, even if he had a different position, he actually felt this exciting atmosphere.

Finally, a rakugo whispered softly, "It's here." ”

The white light suddenly filled the entire tree hole, and the sight of all the inheritors was obscured by the white light, and at the last moment of consciousness, he heard Jiang Yi's hearty voice:

"We are enemies in the light curtain, you and I have a relationship, and when we meet again, I will spare your life."

"Good luck!"

This sentence was the last voice Zhou Xinyi heard, and his consciousness seemed to enter a deep sleep for a moment, and when he opened his eyes, he was sitting on a raft made of red bamboo.

A ferryman struggled to stir the river and paddled the raft in the direction of the opposite bank.

He was dressed in a heavy black coat that made his body look ugly and deformed, and his face was dark, but it was still wrapped in a black cloth, revealing only a pair of bloodshot eyes.

Beneath the raft was a tranquil red lake, like a pool of diluted dirty plasma.

Zhou Xinyi had seen a description of such a pool of lake water in his notes, which was called "Yihu" by the people of this era, and there was only one small group of civilized and backward humans living on the small island in the middle of the lake, called "Yihu".

At this moment, the man who noticed Zhou Xinyi's awakening turned his face sideways while rowing, and his eyes exposed under the black cloth revealed deep disgust.

He was obviously ugly, but he rebuked from the bottom of his heart, "Don't use your face at me, monster." ”