Du Yan was completely stunned, and he subconsciously asked, "Am I Xiao Lang?"
Xu Yuan heard that Liang Fei was fine, and his mood relaxed a lot: "Otherwise, can I still be Xiao Lang?"
Wei Zizhe jokingly said, "You were brave when you volunteered to go down to find Liang Fei just now. Are you scared and foolish now that you came out? You don't even remember who you are?"
It was the first time that Du Yan encountered such a thing completely out of control in a dream. He was silent for a moment and asked, "What about Du Yan? Do you remember him?"
Several people shook their heads one after another, indicating that they had never heard of this person.
Tian Luo also asked cautiously: "Is the environment below so terrible that it caused you to have some hallucinations? Would you like to go to the hospital?"
At this time, Liang Fei, who was lying on the side, groaned and woke up. Everyone's attention was temporarily attracted by Liang Fei, and no one was entangled with Du Yan about who Xiao Lang was.
Du Yan originally thought that all these anomalies might be caused by Li Gui hiding in Liang Fei. He hid behind the crowd to observe carefully, but found that Liang Fei had completely returned to normal.
He took out the little talisman paper with the characters of Liang Fei's birthday from his backpack again, and the black energy on it had dissipated.
Although generally speaking, people do not have the memory of being possessed, but Du Yan still tried to ask Liang Fei: "Do you still remember who I am?"
Liang Fei also had an inexplicable expression on his face: "Xiao Lang, although I fell into the well, I didn't break my brain."
Du Yan didn't give up, and asked again, "Do you remember what happened after you fell into the well?"
Liang Fei rubbed his temples, only to feel a splitting headache, and then hesitantly said: "I don't remember very well, there seems to be a cave? Then I couldn't see my feet clearly, and I fell and fainted."
Hearing Liang Fei talking about the underground incident, everyone woke up from the joy that Liang Fei was safe and sound. Thinking of Liang Fei's previous abnormal actions, they felt that this ancient village was weird and a little scary.
Du Yan could see that everything about Du Yan was erased from everyone's memory. And he, Du Yan, took the place of Xiao Lang in their eyes.
Under Du Yan's calm cliché, he finally pieced together the memories in the minds of Xiao Lang's friends. It was probably a group of college students who came to Shunping for a tour. In the ancient village, Liang Fei suddenly caught wind and did some unreasonable things. In the end, he fell into the well, and Xiao Lang, who brought them here, went down to find someone.
Although the Celestial Master Du Yan had previously told everyone that things like Specter had disappeared from their memory. They still felt that this ancient village was too strange, and they were unwilling to stay here for a long time, and unanimously decided to go back to Shunping City.
In the current situation, Du Yan couldn't come up with a clue for a while, and he could only take a step by step.
So, the group left the ancient village and got on the return bus at the entrance of the village.
After getting on the bus, several other people sat together in tacit understanding. Tian Luo didn't know why, so he ran to the front row and sat alone, leaving only Du Yan in the back, sitting by the window.
From the ancient village to Shunping, it takes about an hour's drive.
Du Yan leaned on his seat and stared at the scenery outside the window in a daze. From yesterday to now, so many things have happened, which really made him a little exhausted. In addition, he hadn't slept well the night before, Du Yan looked at the scenery outside the window and suddenly felt a little tired.
His eyes slowly closed, and he began to doze off. In a daze, the bus body jolted violently.
Du Yan's head slammed toward the window. He was still a little conscious and wanted to save it, but his body was still in a deep sleep because he was too tired.
Just when Du Yan resigned and waited for the pain, he felt his head hit something soft and elastic, like the palm of a human being.
Du Yan used all his will to pull himself out of the sleep vortex. He opened his eyes and looked to the side, only to find that the seat next to him was empty and no one was sitting.
Just reluctantly seeing such a glance, Du Yan felt sleepy again, and his eyes closed again irresistibly. The situation at this time is very strange. Du Yan's consciousness is actually very awake, but his body cannot break free from sleepiness.
Ghost press.
As a Celestial Master, Du Yan naturally knew what was going on right now. His teeth snapped together, and he wanted to use the pain of biting the tip of his tongue to free himself from this situation.
Unexpectedly, when his teeth were closed, he was not biting on the tip of his tongue, but a finger. The fingers are not warm, but with endless coolness.
"Don't bite, I will feel distressed." A low voice sounded in Du Yan's ear, with affection.
Du Yan was unable to get rid of the situation in front of him, and could only struggle to fall into a deep sleep. At the last moment of lucidity, he only felt that the seat suddenly became soft and elastic, and there was a slight force around his waist, like
Someone hugged him intimately from behind.
"Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang?"
Du Yan was gently nudged awake by Liang Fei, he blinked his eyes hard, and everything in front of him became clear. It was dark outside, and the lights in the bus were turned on.
Liang Fei said apologetically: "It seems that you are really tired from taking me up from the bottom of the well. I told you a few words and there was no response."
Du Yan didn't say a word, looked around for a week but found nothing unusual. Logically speaking, he is a celestial master who has opened the eyes of the sky. If there are any lonely ghosts, they cannot escape his eyes.
Is it attached again? Du Yan frowned slightly and looked at Liang Fei in front of him.
Liang Fei was a little horrified by his eyes, and showed a stiff smile: "What, what's wrong?"
Du Yan said, "Why did you wake me up?"
Liang Fei was a little speechless. He always felt that after coming out of the well, Xiao Lang seemed to be a different person, strange. But he didn't think too much about it, and replied, "I'm at the station, I won't wake you up, are you planning to spend the night in the car?"
Only then did Du Yan react, and the bus had stopped. He didn't say anything more, got up and got out of the car with Liang Fei.
On the way back to the hotel by taxi, Du Yan sat in the passenger seat with a serious expression, and habitually bent his fingers and tapped lightly on the armrest. The whole thing was so wrong, from being taken as Xiao Lang, to the ghost press on the bus, all of which made him have to think of Xiao Lang.
Could it be that Xiao Lang has become a ghost and is now entangled in him? With that explanation, the whole thing becomes even more irrational.
Xiao Lang has only been dead for a few hours now, and it is impossible to be refined into a ghost king in such a short period of time, and the formation created by Du Yan, Xiao Lang cannot break out of the formation unless he becomes a ghost king.
Du Yan pinched his brows, but he still couldn't come to a conclusion. He even began to think that it was because of Xiao Lang's death that he had hallucinations because of his over-thinking
Just when Du Yan began to doubt himself, his cell phone rang. But the strange thing is that the name that lights up on the phone screen is actually my mother.
Du Yan's character in this world is an orphan. When he was still in the baby, he was picked up by his master and raised in the sect. So, where did the mother on the phone come from
He answered the phone, and the voice from the receiver was somewhat familiar.
"Xiao Lang, I heard from a friend that I saw you playing in the city with a group of young people? Why didn't you tell me that a friend was here?"
This call was actually called by Xiao's mother. Du Yan responded casually and sent Xiao's mother over.
After hanging up the phone, Du Yan denied the speculation that everything in front of him was hallucinations. Whether this was caused by a dream or a ghost is still up for debate.
There may be something special about Xiao Lang's physique that he doesn't know about, and Du Yan can only explain it like this for the time being.
Those things during the day made everyone lose their interest in having fun. The group found a restaurant in front of the hotel and ate something and went back to the room to rest.
Du Yan's room was still the same single room as before. The only change was that Tian Luo changed from living with Xiao Lang to living alone. The group didn't feel surprised that Tian Luo lived alone in the double room, as if it was a matter of course.
After Du Yan took a shower, he lay down on the bunk bed and closed his eyes to think. He thought that the current situation was strange, and he must have been sleepless all night.
Unexpectedly, he quickly fell asleep, and Du Yan didn't open his eyes until midnight.
He looked at the bed frame above his head and felt a little dazed. The old Babbling bed had been restored to a brand-new appearance, with the big red gauze curtains that were only used for decoration in ancient times when they were married.
Du Yan sat up and found that the room in front of him had completely transformed into an ancient new house. He felt a little puzzled in his heart, the female ghost on the bed had clearly been reincarnated, which one happened
Du Yan got up and got out of bed, and he almost tripped himself after only one step. He looked down and saw that he was wearing a red wedding dress.
The room was empty, no one and no ghosts. The dresser was still placed near the window, Du Yan carried his skirt and walked over.
He sat down and looked towards the bronze mirror on the dresser.
The light was a little dim, and the figure reflected in the mirror was extremely blurry, but Du Yan was slightly taken aback. In the mirror, the person who wore a complicated bun and dressed as a bride, who was not Princess Yan in the last dream
Du Yan looked a little bad, frowned slightly, and raised his hand to remove the pearl on his head.
He just touched his hair, but was gently taken over by a hand. Du Yan subconsciously wanted to look back, but another hand fell on his shoulder.
"Ma'am, let me help you."
The voice was extremely gentle, but Du Yan was pinned to the spot, unable to move. However, even if he didn't have to look back, he knew who the person standing behind was, and the tone of voice he spoke came from a person Du Yan was extremely familiar with.
Cheng Yu.