Campus is a memory for many people, and Yu Zhile is no exception.

The ringing of a familiar and long-standing bell.

Yu Zhile woke up suddenly, looked up and looked around blankly.

A piercing whistling sound appeared strangely and struck his head.

Yu Zhile's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to block it, and the sharp weapon pierced his palm, and the tip of the knife was only a little away from his eyes.

This is a small knife, very sharp, the owner of the knife is a girl, seventeen or eighteen years old, very young, good-looking, much better than He Yin'er.

But at this moment, the girl's face was full of hideousness, staring at Yu Zhile viciously, and stabbing the knife forward.

The dazed moment was just a moment.

Yu Zhile's other hand quickly stretched out, grabbed the girl's hair, grabbed it to the side, and the pierced hand was directly ripped out of the knife.

A Tang horizontal knife appeared in his hand.

Thorn~!

The girl with her neck exposed was wiped across her neck.

Blood gushed out, sporadic at first, but then like a deflated balloon, it couldn't stop.

The girl seemed a little dazed, she didn't seem to expect such a result, her eyes were full of confusion.

The girl's body was rapidly getting colder, and a middle-aged man with a rusty sword appeared behind the girl.

It reached out and grabbed the girl, and her expression quickly became dead.

The figure of the sword-lifting ghost flickered slightly, but quickly returned to normal.

The girl's bleeding stopped, and the wound on her neck slowly healed.

The girl's body began to be filled with spirits.

Its memories have been invaded by the sword ghost.

The girl is turning into a paranormal product.

Yu Zhile looked at his palm, the blood flowed backwards, and the wound slowly recovered.

Looking up, there were all familiar faces.

They are all his classmates, and they belong to the classmates in his memory.

At this moment, these classmates were staring at him with some fear in their eyes, and they all had knives in their hands, including the teacher.

Some had blood dripping from knives in their hands.

Students lying or lying on their stomachs in the aisle seats of the classroom with convulsions.

Blood poured out of the students' bodies, staining the table and the floor red.

"Are you...... Yu Zhile! ”

Suddenly, a classmate was stunned, as if he had thought of something, and his pupils shrank.

"Yu Zhile?"

An extremely familiar name, the most handsome grass in their class.

He hadn't seen a ghost since the school appeared.

But today they actually saw this grass.

As one person recognized, the others also recognized.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the class became strange.

"You...... Where did you go before? ”

The head teacher frowned and looked at Yu Zhile, the head teacher was a female teacher who looked almost in her thirties.

Dress casually, casual clothes with casual clothes.

At this moment, the teacher who made Yu Zhile full of memories was holding a knife and forcing Yu Zhile to ask.

"Grandma really copied the layout of Huai Village." Yu Zhile sorted out the current situation.

He is now in the same situation as Huaicun before.

But there are still some differences.

He glanced at the girl next to him who looked dead and silent, and her body was full of coldness.

She was about to transform into a supernatural product, and she remembered that the road was coming to an end.

The speed of the sword ghost is not slow, and in such a short period of time, the person in this girl's memory has been explored to the end.

The speed was okay, he was still satisfied, he looked at the others, waved his hand, and a ghost with a sword appeared silently behind everyone in the classroom.

"Yu Zhile, let me ask you." The head teacher narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at this handsome young man.

The young man was handsome, but she didn't like the look in his eyes.

The look at the ants made her uncomfortable.

"That's a lot of criticism." Yu Zhile squinted at the head teacher.

A pale hand grabbed the female teacher's head.

The female teacher's pupils shrank sharply, and her expression quickly became dead.

Her memories began to be invaded.

The rest of the students are in the same situation.

Yu Zhile looked at this scene with a calm expression.

He looked out the window, and at this moment, on the plastic runway, bloody scenes were being staged.

The people in the class are being turned into supernatural products, and memories are destroyed and reforged.

If this memory invasion is given as a metaphor, it can be compared to the source of the Yellow River.

The water comes out of the source, flows into the distance, and will flow without hesitation when it encounters a fork in the road.

How many forks does a large river have?

There are many, and those who are open can be counted, but who knows how many are secretly inside?

Memory invasion is such a case.

Girls are the center, and the people she has seen since she was a child will become a branch.

And these people will also have branches.

Branches will branch again until they reach the end of the branch.

This situation made Yu Zhile think of a sentence.

"Tao begets one, life gives birth to two, two begets three, and three begets all things."

He Yu Zhile is this one, his memory is his, and these classmates and the people he has seen are two, and the people these people have seen are three.

The tributaries of memory travel thousands and miles, but the end result is death.

"It's just the beginning of the memory node, and I don't know how many nodes my memory has been divided into by my grandmother."

The lights in the classroom suddenly went out, and the students stood in the classroom with dead expressions, they looked extremely weird like ghosts.

The walls of the classroom gradually become mottled, and darkness envelops the entire classroom.

Yu Zhile looked back, "Go." ”

In an instant, countless middle-aged people with rusty swords walked out of the classroom and began to search for all the people who had invaded his memory node.

The school was slowly shrouded in darkness.

Yu Zhile passed through his classmates, and now these classmates can be said to be a ghost, or a ghost slave.

This memory is waiting to turn into a ghost.

When he turns all his memories into this, he can watch the ghost coffin performance.

That ghost coffin was terrifying.

The coffin of the ghost is the imitation of this coffin, but it is obvious that there is something wrong with the imitation of the coffin of the ghost.

When you walk out of the classroom, the door to the classroom closes automatically.

The students sat back in their places and took out their books, and even those who had been killed were resurrected.

The teacher stands on the podium, and the students sit in their seats, as if they are learning endlessly.

Of course, you have to ignore their weirdness.

Going downstairs, walking out of the gloomy teaching building, looking at the students who stopped fighting and stood in place, Yu Zhile didn't look at it, and walked directly towards the outside of the school.

At this moment, outside the school, an old man carrying a wooden basket was stopping in front of a woman dressed in white and dripping with water.

Yu Zhile appeared beside the old man and looked at the woman.

The source of the ghost lake, with the beginning of the little ghost marriage, the ghost lake also invaded the memory with him.

This is normal in the calculation.

"You just invaded one and came in?" Yu Zhile rubbed his eyebrows and looked at the strange woman in the distance.

"One is definitely not enough." The old man laughed.

Yu Zhile nodded and did not speak.

A middle-aged man with a sword quietly appeared, raising his rusty sword and slashing at the woman in white.

Thorn~!

The strange woman in white had a few wounds on her body.

The old man looked at the wound on the woman's body with some abruptness, "It's just a part of the spirit, it's a little scattered." ”

If it was a complete ghost lake, Yu Zhile might be killed by the ghost lake without even having a chance to notice it now.

Shen Lin's killing law is very unreasonable.

Yu Zhile ripped his clothes, didn't care, and continued to let the sword ghost superimpose the superimposed spirit to attack the source of the ghost lake.

The ghost in front of me is only partially supernatural, and there is such a thing in every memory node.

It came to kill him, after all, he triggered the other party's killing law.

He couldn't let the source of the ghost lake touch, or something would happen.

The half-cut corpse on Shen Lin's body was very annoying.

Outside, in order to prevent this ghost's killing rule, he specially deceived the ghost lake with a deceptive ghost.

Let it forget this law of killing.

The old man looked back at the school behind him, which was visibly darkening and silent.

The colors are receding, and the school is dying.

Yu Zhile is about to turn this memory node into a half-ghost, and as for the other half, he needs the ghost coffin to help.

I have to say that this kid's idea is very strange.

"This memory node is easy?" The old man looked back at Yu Zhile, the current Yu Zhile is not actually the real Yu Zhile.

It's just a person who has all the memories of Yu Zhile.

But this person is also Yu Zhile, which is understandable.

"It won't be easy." Yu Zhile looked at the woman in white who was cut into several pieces by the sword ghost and then disappeared.

The first node is the most relaxed, which is understandable, because here his classmates will not touch the memories of antiques and ghosts.

But the second memory node is not necessarily.

He had seen many people, and most of them were ghosts and ghost handlers.

Ordinary ghost riders are easy to say, it's easy to kill.

Ke Zhang Dong, Luo Qian, Qin Lao, Meng Xiaodong, Li Qingzhi, Zhang Daoling......

These old antiques are hard to kill, and he can't deceive himself in memory.

These old antiques would definitely be the strongest in his memory, the kind of strong in his cognition.

Moreover, it may be repeated.

The waters of the great rivers rush and intersect, and there is always repetition, and memories are inevitable.

"It's okay, I'll help you." The old man said with a smile.

With the disappearance of the source of the ghost lake, this memory node is considered to have been replaced.

Yu Zhile's expression became a little more silent, and the aura on his body became cold.

As the memory completely falls off the normal range, Yu Zhile will also change immediately.

Memories become more and more ghosts, and he will slowly transform into ghosts.

A ghost completely transformed from Yu Zhile's memories.

The school was completely shrouded in darkness, and a wave of darkness quietly emerged to cover the school again.

The old man looked at this scene with some complexity in his eyes, "This ghost coffin, many people have not found the correct way to use it, only you have found it and used it." ”

The ghost coffin began to transform this memory.

As long as this memory becomes a ghost, then there is no going back.

Yu Zhile was expressionless and didn't care about this, he waved his hand and led the old man to the second memory.

Memories and dreams are like a labyrinth.

I used to feel this way when I watched Inception.

Dream within dream.

How is this different from traveling through memory?

After all, no one knows if they're dreaming or remembering.

At the beginning of the other end of the memory, a middle-aged man looks at a young man sitting by the river.

The young man was fishing and chatting with another young man.

The middle-aged person could see that the young man who was fishing did not care about the other young man and had disdain.

This disdain is not directed at anyone, but at everyone, and he looks down on all of them.

Especially weaker than him.

It's been a long time since the middle-aged man has seen such a proud young man.

The young man was amusementary, as he seemed to think that he was standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the diligent climbers below.

He just looked at it, his eyes full of sarcasm.

This feeling is very disliked by middle-aged people.

In the past, Zhang Dong looked at him, but now this young man looks at another young man.

"My surname is Du, and everyone used to call me Boss Du, but you only called me an old blind man." The middle-aged man looked at the fishing youth and sneered.

The young man slowly turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, "Calling you an old blind man is considered to be lifting you, and if you don't call you an old brute, I am already very worthy of you." ”

The middle-aged man nodded, with a smile in his eyes, "I want to know, if I kill you now, will you die?" ”

The young man thought for a moment, reached out and twisted the neck of the young man next to him, and then stood up.

"Anyway, your luck is not very good, if the memory node you came in was not this, I might have panicked, but you chose this."

The young man threw away the corpse in his hand, reached out and tore his chest, picked up a mask and put it on his face.

"It doesn't matter if I die or not at this memory node, you don't kill the ghost in my memory, I die, and it can be used as a springboard for memory to let the source come."

"I don't care about that, all I want is the ghost on your body, just a little supernatural is enough, a little bit is enough to get me out of the identity of a ghost slave."

The middle-aged man let out a breath, "It's more or less inconvenient to control the ghosts as ghost slaves. ”

"As soon as I'm out of the status of a ghost slave, I'll leave immediately, how about it?"

The middle-aged man didn't really want to do anything with this young man, this young man was very annoying, and the ghosts on his body were very weird.

Especially young people at this stage are not afraid of death at all, anyway, in this memory, death will not affect anything.

"Let's go?" Yu Zhile looked at the middle-aged man with a stupid face.

"From the moment you come in, you're going to have to leave something behind, you may not be enlightened yet, it's okay, you'll understand soon."

The middle-aged man's face became gloomy, "Toast and don't eat and drink?" ”

"Boy, I've already given you a lot of face, I don't want much, and I've taken a few steps back, you don't want to inch in."

Before, he wanted all the supernatural of that ghost, but now he just wants to use the supernatural of that ghost to get out of the identity of the ghost slave.

But this kid doesn't even have room for negotiation, isn't it a bit excessive?

"I don't need you to give me face." The young man smiled and shook his head.

The middle-aged man was silent, "Since this is the case, let's see the real chapter under our hands." ”

The young man nodded, it didn't matter how tight it was.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, and his figure slowly disappeared.

Yu Zhile frowned slightly when he saw this scene, but suddenly his expression became solemn.

The world turned gray in an instant, Yu Zhile looked at his hand, he still had color.

He quickly looked around, and the people around him were still colored.

But strange things began to happen, and those with colors suddenly turned gray.

Those people died, not only now, but also in the past.

To be precise, it is the death of the present that causes the death of the past.

Yu Zhile's figure flashed into the city, and the living people in the entire city were rapidly turning gray.

"Are you starting to erode my memory node?"

Looking at those who lost their color and turned gray and then kept their heads down motionlessly, Yu Zhile knew that there was no way for him to do any harm to the old blind man.

He couldn't stop this old blind man, he was just the protagonist in Yu Zhile's memory node.

The memory node was completely eroded, that is, when he was silent.

He will not die, and it will not affect the real Yu Zhile.

He didn't lie about this, because the real Yu Zhile was dead, and the Yu Zhile outside was just a shell, a shell that had become the confrontation between the ghost lake and the ghost bride.

Yu Zhile in memory is based on memory.

"Not so lucky......"

Yu Zhile muttered to himself, his memory node could not be reconciled.

What is the truth of this memory?

In fact, it is very simple, Yu Zhile stood out among all the memory nodes, and then killed each other, and the last one who survived became the master of memory.

This is Yu Zhile's method of becoming an outlier, emptying himself from all memory nodes, leaving only one self, and then it inherits the memory and goes through the memory again.

His memories must be re-experienced by the last Yu Zhile, and once as a ghost.

In this way, his memory will be completely a ghost, and his consciousness will truly become a ghost.

"No matter who goes to the end, then he will be Yu Zhile, old blind man, it's okay if you don't go to the end, if you go to the end, you will lose." Yu Zhile's eyes narrowed slightly, in his current memory, there was a plan, a plan that should not be abandoned.

If the plan goes as promised, the old blind man will definitely go to the end, and then become Yu Zhile.

The skin paper said that he was not dead, and it must be Yu Zhile who woke up.

(End of chapter)