After thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of a reason, Wu Jian said depressedly: "Forget it, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, let's find the door first."
I nodded, just as I picked up my phone, I saw a door opening on the side of the altar, and I could vaguely see the stone road behind the door opening.
"Isn't this the door?" I looked at Wu Jian depressedly, and I didn't find such an obvious door opening.
Wu Jian was stunned for a moment, looked at the doorway and said, "There was absolutely no doorway just now."
Lulu also nodded and said, "Yes, just now, I also noticed that there is no door."
I felt it silently, but I didn't feel the existence of Yin Qi, and said with some doubts: "I didn't feel Yin Qi."
"No matter what? Let's talk first." Wu Jian said, walking slowly towards the door.
Lulu and I looked at each other and walked towards the door opening, but the moment Wu Jian stepped through the door opening, Wu Jian disappeared out of thin air. After experiencing too many things, I am no longer as scared as before. I swallowed my saliva, and I directly grabbed Lulu's hand: "There should be an illusion."
Walking through the doorway carefully, I didn't feel anything, except for the unique Yin Qi in the wilderness, it seemed to be just a very ordinary place, and I was looking around.
Suddenly, I felt something was wrong with Lulu's hand. When I looked back, I backed away in fright. What I was holding was not Lulu's hand, but a branch that looked like a human hand. When I let it go, the branch shook up and down , as if waving at me.
"Lulu, Lulu." I yelled loudly and looked around. Unfortunately, I didn't find Lulu. It seems that we were forcibly separated. For the current plan, we can only find the way to the observation point as soon as possible. , if there is no accident, both Lulu and Wu Jian will rush over as soon as possible.
I took a look at the tree that replaced Lulu, and after finding nothing wrong, I walked along the corridor on one side, slowly looking for the exit.
This place is different from the previous ones. It is divided into rooms one by one. Each room is more like a separate ancestral hall. On the same table, there are more or less spiritual cards. It feels more like a family unit. altar.
It's a pity that I don't know the ghost text above, and what makes me even more surprised is that since the 365 people who died in the flood were discharged in the front lobby, who are the people in the back rooms? few.
After walking through more than a dozen identical rooms in a row, I finally came to the hall of the inner courtyard. I thought that the hall should also be filled with spirit cards, but who knew it was far from the case.
At the front of the hall, there is a grand teacher's chair behind a huge wooden table, and facing the coffee table, there are rows of seats, which looks like a school or something.
The ancestral hall is next to the school hall. I didn't understand the layout. When I walked in slowly, I was surprised to find that there was a spirit tablet written in ghost characters on every chair.
It's like a student who sits and listens in a well-behaved manner. I walked up curiously, and sure enough, there was also a spirit tablet on the grand master's chair, which was only blocked by the wooden table just now, so I didn't notice it at the first time.
I looked around, but I didn't find the existence of the door. Interestingly, this place is full of secrets like my hometown, but I don't know if it is the same as my hometown, and it is also a self-contained force.
I looked at the time, and it was almost 12 o'clock. At midnight, yin and yang alternate, maybe the ghosts here will show up.
Moreover, I also very much hope that a doorway will suddenly appear here just like before.
I took a closer look and found a seat without a spirit card to sit down. This is the seat at the back of the entire hall, the moment I sat down.
I suddenly felt a bright light in front of my eyes, which made me close my eyes unconsciously.
Just as I was about to open it, I suddenly heard the sound of knocking on the table in front of me. At the same time, a strange male voice said: "This is for you to read, not for you to sleep."
I opened my eyes, and suddenly found that it was already dawn, and a middle-aged man in a long gown with the appearance of a scholar was holding a ruler and looking at me dissatisfied.
I looked around in surprise, and saw that the surrounding seats were full of students of different ages. The youngest was under 10 years old, and the oldest looked about 30. Everyone looked at me and laughed, as if it was real It is in the school.
"You are still looking around and stretching out your hand." The middle-aged scholar seemed even more angry.
But I felt a trace of fear, because following the words of the middle-aged scholar, I stretched out my hand involuntarily.
The middle-aged scholar, holding a ruler, slapped me three times on the palm of my hand, before he could say a word, he listened carefully, and then turned around and walked onto the grand teacher's chair.
But I stroked the palm of my hand in surprise, and there was a burst of severe pain. It was not a physical pain, but a pain from the soul. I am now in a ghost state.
I am a little confused, I feel that I am a human body now, but the pain comes from the soul.
The middle-aged scholar sat on the teacher's chair and began to give lectures in a strange language. I couldn't understand a word, but I felt that the yin energy in my body gradually became active as the middle-aged scholar gave lectures.
Even the injuries that have not healed on his body are slowly getting better.
Could it be that he used ghost essays to give lectures? I secretly guessed in my heart, but before I could be sure, the voice of a middle-aged scholar sounded beside me: "Stretch out your hand."
I looked at the middle-aged scholar in surprise. He was clearly still on the teacher's chair just now, so why did he suddenly come to me.
My hand stretched out involuntarily again, and there were three "pops, pops", and the pain made me almost cry out.
The middle-aged scholar looked at me and shook his head and said, "Go back and copy... three times and hand it over to me for inspection tomorrow."
I didn't understand what the middle-aged scholar said, and I was about to ask, but my body stood up, bowed and said: "I would like to follow the teacher's instruction."
"Yeah." The middle-aged scholar nodded in satisfaction, and walked up to announce that get out of class was over.
My body stood up and bowed together with other students, until the middle-aged scholar left, and then went out with the crowd. During the period, several people who obviously knew me greeted me and laughed at me and my husband. Go against it.
It made me feel like I was supposed to be here.
After chatting a few words casually, my body started to walk to one side, and walked out from the door opening next to the school. I remember that when I was observing, there was a wall with no door opening at all.
I started to remember the road carefully, but my body turned around and turned so that I almost fainted, so I stopped. I saw that I had reached the edge of the second-floor reservoir.
However, this place is not the same as the second-floor reservoir checked on the Internet. There is no trace of man-made. If the mountain on the opposite side has not changed much, I almost think that I am in another place.
I walked to the edge of the water and squatted down, and the clear water reflected my face.
It was an unfamiliar face.