Jiajing Spiritual Records

Chapter 116

"They?" Ning Huan murmured.He lowered his eyes, and a complex color gradually flashed in his eyes.The white shadow, the black coffin, and the cold hand, Ning Huan stared at the crooked bones in the corner, his body shivered involuntarily.What was the purpose of those things that brought him here?

The dim light of the fire reflected Ning Huan's pale face. He leaned his back against the wall and carefully looked around the square stone room.Panting heavily, he thought to himself, if it is true as said in the handbook, there are not only monsters with human faces and snake bodies in this place, but also evil spirits that are imprisoned here... Ning Huan's eyes darkened abruptly In the dark, that "Da Shun" didn't find him just now, so could it be those wraiths who imprisoned him here?Ning Huan's heart suddenly dropped, but how should he deal with them?

Cold sweat drenched his palms, and the fire pocket in his hand was clenched with finger marks.Ning Huan was silent for a long time, he let out a long breath, the dim light was flickering on and off in the dead stone room.His slender figure was reflected on the stone wall behind him, forming a long shadow with the swaying firelight, and he slowly closed his eyes.

A ghostly voice accompanied by evil laughter came from the side of the ear, echoing in the cramped stone room.Ning Huan opened his eyes, suppressed the almost hysterical panic in his heart, and his face was calm, "Who?" Ning Huan asked in a calm voice.

At some point on the stone wall behind him, a figure appeared.

"You, are you Wanniang?" Ning Huan could only tentatively ask.

The cold eyes fell on him suddenly, the black shadow on the wall peeled off the wall, and half of his body was stretched out, and he was a few steps closer to Ning Huan. Ning Huan couldn't help but hit him when he was immersed in the ice cellar-like coldness. trembling.The black shadow gave a sinister and strange laugh, with a hint of sarcasm: "Zhao...Zhao Wanniang, dead...dead."

"Then who are you?" Ning Huan took a step back, he pursed his lips tightly, and asked a little uneasy.

"Who am I?" The voice of the black shadow suddenly fell silent, and the empty stone room fell into an eerie silence, "Who am I?" The voice repeated stutteringly as if talking to itself, "Who am I? Ah, who am I? Who am I?"

Ning Huan frowned, staring cautiously at Ling in front of him.He licked his dry lips. He had heard people say that people would forget what happened to them when they died, but the thing in front of him seemed to forget who it was.There is no other way out of the closed stone chamber, so... Ning Huan took a deep breath, trying to negotiate with it: "I have never had any enmity with you, you might as well let me out. I can find you a monk Transcendence, so that you can enter reincarnation as soon as possible."

"Go out?" Hearing the voice, the black figure's voice suddenly became cold, and Ning Huan's heart felt cold when he heard it.It seemed to have heard some interesting news, and let out a sinister ghostly laugh.Suddenly, its tone suddenly increased, "I can't get out." It was piercing like sharp nails scratching metal, making a creepy sound, "I can't get out." It repeated again and again , with a strange "giggle" in his mouth, "You will be here with us."

Ning Huan's heart went cold. "I can't get out—" The voice seemed to be very close at hand, the sudden cold wind took away the surrounding temperature, like a ghost's cold breath brushing the ends of Ning Huan's temple hair, Ning Huan's footsteps were stiff When he was in place, he was shocked and did not dare to move.

The treacherous laughter became more and more unbridled, the light of Huozhezi flickered in the darkness, and the black image on the wall was scattered on the stone wall like being torn apart, and then split into large and small shadows, suddenly The figures moved and became more and more numerous, and the ghostly figures moved in the direction of Ning Huan.

"can not go out--"

"can not go out--"

……

Heavy voices overlapped together, mixed with faint whimpers, and for a while, it was impossible to count how many ghosts were hiding in this cramped stone room.The stone wall is full of ghosts, surrounding Ning Huan's shadow.

Ning Huan suddenly felt his scalp go numb, and he staggered back to the center of the stone room. He wanted to stay away from the surrounding stone walls, but the slender figure peeled off his body and remained silently on the wall.

Shadows, shadows... Ning Huan's mind was in a mess. By the way, he suddenly thought, without light, there would be no shadows.He shook his hands desperately trying to blow out the light in his hands.

The light of the fire swayed slightly, and still glowed strangely in the cramped stone room. A gloomy blue fire permeated the dim yellow wick, faintly illuminating Ning Huan's pale face.

The wailing stopped, and Ning Huan saw his own shadow on the disastrously defeated gray wall, standing stiffly in the center, with an extra rope around his neck at some point.The rope was pulled up slowly, and Ning Huan saw his own shadow struggling to get his feet off the ground...

Ning Huan's eyes were bloodshot due to suffocation, he was powerless to think about other things, he pulled the non-existent rope around his neck, and fell to the ground in embarrassment. "Pa—" the plain cloth kit in his arms fell down, the tight opening was loosened suddenly, and a red lotus petal inside fell out together.

What's this?Ning Huan was thinking blankly, the pain of suffocation could no longer bear the coherent thinking of his brain.For a while, he couldn't remember where this lotus petal came from.His body twitched violently, the fire in his hand fell to the ground, the flame was still on, and it reflected Ning Huan's pale and frightening face...

"Bang!" The crisp sound of the clapper was heard again.Ning Huan was startled, and suddenly came back to his senses, he found that he had returned to the stand of the restaurant in his dream at some point.The flustered look on his face hadn't faded away, he touched his neck subconsciously, it was empty.Ning Huan's slender eyelashes trembled helplessly, and he lowered his eyes slightly, only to see his bewildered expression reflected in the clear cup.

The guest beside him took a sip of tea leisurely, and tapped the maroon table with his index finger intentionally or unintentionally. Without turning his eyes, he just said: "This story is not over, let's continue listening."

Ning Huan raised his head, only to hear the storyteller on the stands, telling a story with ups and downs. The code in the inn." Ning Huan's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, his eyes were a little confused, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether the scene in front of him was reality or a dream.

"Following the code left by his wife, he left the inn and searched all the way, and soon he came to a coffin shop. His wife was hiding in the coffin, and when she saw that the young master was coming, she ran out quickly. During the conversation, The young master knew that after he left, those monsters went back and tried to harm his wife, who escaped in the chaos and was hiding here waiting for the young master. The two looked at each other in silence for a while, and at this time they also realized the strangeness of Sheren Town. After discussing it, I decided to leave this place of right and wrong immediately."

"At this time, the sky outside had already turned white, and the two of them left the coffin shop. I don't want to see a single person in Sheren Town, including the five people from before. But the couple couldn't care less, After leaving the coffin shop, I left in the direction of the rising sun all the way."

"The two left in a hurry. When I left, my wife turned around and found that at some point in time, Sheren Town on the plaque behind her had changed to the word 'Snake Town'."

"Do you think the two of them have left that Sheren Town?" The guest beside him turned the cup in his hand, and suddenly turned his eyes to look at Ning Huan.

Ning Huan was slightly startled, and subconsciously replied: "Didn't they leave?" After the words fell, a meaningful smile appeared on the guest's face.After a while, he slowly shook his head.

Ning Huan raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of confusion in his obsidian-like dark eyes. Could it be that the couple did not leave "Sheren Town"?He looked back blankly, but saw the guest beside him got up and walked towards the outside of the restaurant.

Ning Huan stared blankly for a moment, then he hurriedly got up and chased him out.As soon as the footsteps crossed the threshold, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and the pain of suffocation instantly flooded the sky.The mottled halo re-condensed in the blurred vision.In a daze, Ning Huan saw a white shadow approaching with bare feet.

who is she?Ning Huan thought blankly, his bruised lips parted slightly, but he couldn't make a sound.The white shadow squatted down beside him, and she picked up the fire folder that was left on the side.In Ning Huan's bewildered eyes, he ignited the crimson red lotus flower exposed in the Subu kit...

Like a brilliant firework blooming in the air instantly, the firelight in the stone room suddenly became dazzling, and the coquettish red lit up every corner of this narrow stone room.The flames filled the sky like a huge red lotus in full bloom, slowly spreading from Ning Huan's side.In the scorching flames, the ghost on the stone wall howled in pain.

Ghostly shadows scurried about on the stone wall, and the rope lock around his neck disappeared.Ning Huan was surrounded by a fiery sea of ​​flames. He was panting heavily, and wanted to stand up, but he lay down on his back because of his weakness. When his skin touched the flames, he didn't feel pain as expected.The raging fire is lingering around every corner of the stone room, and against the coquettish murals on the stone wall, it creates a different kind of beauty.

Just that white shadow?Ning Huan said in his heart, he tried his best to ignore the hoarse ghost howls beside his ears, his eyes gradually regained focus with his slightly panting breath, and in an instant, that white shadow was like a picture in Ning Huan's mind. A hallucination that never seemed to exist.

The howling sound didn't know when it stopped.Ning Huan stood up blankly, the black shadow on the stone wall had completely disappeared.He looked around, the row of slender eyelashes trembled uncomfortably, and only the plain brocade pouch by his side remained intact.There was a little dazed expression between his brows, and after a long while, he stretched out his hand to put the plain brocade bag in his bosom, and finally his face calmed down.

Ning Huan stared at the white bones in front of him, an indescribably complex color flashed in his dark eyes.If it wasn't for that red lotus just now, would she have died so lonely like this "Wanniang"? Thinking of this, Ning Huan gradually felt a bit of sadness in his heart.

He was silent for a while, brushed away the sweat-soaked hair on his forehead, let out a breath of stale air slowly, and said, "Although we can't take your bones out." Ning Huan bent down and picked it up carefully. The brocade bag with the word "Wanniang" embroidered with gold thread on the ground bowed in front of the bones, "If you can find your relatives in the future, I will give this to them."

Ning Huan's figure suddenly paused, and his eyes fell on the body of the bone. There seemed to be something else hidden under the body of the bone, what was it?Ning Huan frowned, stepped forward, and gently moved the bone away with his hand.

A few pages of yellowed and scattered paper, Ning Huan turned his eyes to look at the thin book not far away, it seemed that it was torn from it.Ning Huan compared it carefully, and it seemed that it was torn from the last page of the book.

"I escaped."