"Forget it, this game is not fun, let's change to another one." Jade noticed Ye Yi's emotional changes and said so deliberately.
"Then what to change?" Zhang Wei asked.
"Report the number." Jade said, "At night, especially in this kind of wilderness, this is the easiest game to attract ghosts. If you report it, you will find that there is an extra person. In fact, it is a ghost."
"How many of these tricky games have you played before?" Wang Xiaoya asked silently. Seeing how she talked so eloquently, it must not be the first time to play, and one after another, one after another, it's Hundred Story. , It's reporting the number again, and it really is the salted fish girl who is panicking idle.
"What is asking for trouble, I am studying traditional folk culture." Jade retorted.
"Then let's get started, I feel that I will fall asleep if I report it. It's the same as counting sheep." Zhang Wei said.
Everyone was divided into two groups, each sleeping on one side of the house, one row for men and one row for women, with feet facing toes.
The report begins with Wang Xiaoya, who is sleeping on the edge, then Dali, Jade, Yue Qiluo, Ye Yi, Zhang Wei, and Xia Dongqing.
one two three four five six seven.
one two three four five six seven.
Everyone slowed down and reported the number.
The gusty wind roared outside the house, and the showers continued. This old house has long been in disrepair and dilapidated. Fortunately, Wang Xiaoya covered the whole house with a magical instrument. Otherwise, the house is already a blessed land of Huaguoshan and a water curtain. Hole in the sky.
one two three four five six seven eight.
Reported circle after circle, really like Zhang Wei said, the sleepiness of the report came up, but at this time, the strange eighth person finally appeared.
It seems to be like what Jade said, this simplest game is the most effective.
It may also be that the ghost's IQ is not good, and can only participate in this kind of low-level game.
one.
Wang Xiaoya began to count again, the flame of the candle on the table turned blue, and the atmosphere in the room began to become serious.
Everyone held their breath and wanted to hear where the last count was.
But it is impossible to be afraid, there is even a little excitement.
two.
…
seven.
Xia Dongqing reported the last count.
Then everyone waited patiently.
"Eight."
Sure enough, a voice came over in the next second.
At the door.
Then there was a harsh sound outside the door, the sound of hand grasping the door panel.
"Pretend to be a fool, go, Pikachu." Yue Qiluo twisted his hands, and a little paper man flew outside the house.
Then there was a scream outside the house, and then there was no more movement.
"Is this solved?" Jade asked.
"Solved." Yue Qiluo said lightly.
"Hey, it's really meaningless." Jade sighed lightly, "It's not scary at all, it didn't achieve the effect I wanted at all."
"I think at least a part of the effect has been achieved. I feel very sleepy now. I can fall asleep immediately after closing my eyes. Good night everybody. Good night everyone." Zhang Wei said with a yawn.
Everyone felt sleepy and fell asleep one after another.
But Ye Yi was awake and awake, thinking of many things in his heart. He had cultivated too much to forget the emotions, and he gave up his lust and wanted to pursue the moral realm in the legend.
Later, by chance, I met Xia Dongqing, Wang Xiaoya, and a large group of Jadeites. Turning back time, I met Wuxin and found Yue Qiluo, witnessing the story between Wuxin and Crescent Moon.
Leaving Wuxin at that point in time, he went to a longer primitive era, met Humber, and witnessed a battle between primitive humans and Kunlun.
Then I met Ma Xiaoling and Kuang Tianyou, and witnessed many grievances, Ma Linger and Kuang Zhongtang, Xu Xian and White Lady, Tianyongzhe and Luo Hu, and so on.
After that, I went to Huangquan, mixed the issues between Sanqi and Changsheng, and fished Chacha from Wangchuan, helping Chi You to break free from the shackles of Earth Count.
If Ye Yi were to be given another chance, Ye Yi would still choose to grow into a full-length three-seven, rather than a full-length thirty-seven, and Meng Po entrusted the three-seven to him before she died.
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As long as you are alive, time will not smooth all wounds, but it will dilute it, until one day, deeply hidden in your memory, you will occasionally think of it.
Leaving the underworld from Wangchuan, sleeping in a copper coffin raised from Wangchuan underwater, and rescued Zhang Manyue during the Tang Dynasty, took her to the legendary Moon Hotel, and occupied the magpie’s nest. .
After a long period of time, they finally returned to the time point of Jade and the others. With the power of the underworld, they opened the seal of Pangu Ancestral Land and discovered that Pangu Ancestral Land, Kunlun, had long ceased to exist.
After that, the story of Jiangchen and Nuwa, the story of Jinxiao Mansion, the story of Haoji’s Fengchen, the story of Wuxin and Su Tao, the story of the king and the virgin, the story of Lan Mengnan, the story of Zhang Wei and Dali .
Finally is the end of the eternal kingdom.
After thinking about it a lot, Ye Yi fell asleep without knowing it until the rain gradually stopped.
After all, this body is an ordinary human, so it's better not to cultivate immortality too much.
In the morning, the morning light came in through the gap between the wooden boards nailed to the window. Ye Yi got up from his sleeping bag and glanced at the crowd. He played so hard last night, and now he sleeps with the tired cat. Same, shrink in the nest and refuse to get up.
Ye Yi looked from the strips of sunlight on the ground to the wooden planks nailed to the window, and with what despair the young man trapped in the house wrote the words on the parchment scroll.
When I got up and came outside the house, the fresh air instantly gathered at the tip of my nose, and my heart was refreshed. This place is a good place for old-age care, Ye Yi thought, but Jade, an internet addicted girl, would die without the internet.
Stepping on the still muddy soil, Ye Yi walked to the side of the well, and a long and narrow crack stood in front of him. It was the result of Yue Qiluo's attack on the sky and swordsmanship last night.
Only when there was a distance of more than ten meters from the side of the well, Ye Yi could smell the faint odor in the air.
Ye Yi frowned and walked toward the well. The closer he got to the well, the smell became heavier, some resembling fishy smell, and some resembling Qinghao smell.
Standing at the edge of the well and looking inside, I saw a lot of water accumulated in the originally dry well, and the water was still covered with a layer of green unknowns.
This scene is just like what the young Willie recorded on the sheepskin scroll, sometimes water will suddenly come out from the dry well, with green mucus.
The sheepskin scroll also recorded: I think they will come soon, because they have been outside for a long time. Digging in that old well, I think so. Looking for a door, I heard it is like this. Of course, not looking for an ordinary door, but a different kind of door.
They refer to either the primitive inhabitants of the mountain, or the descendants of the black goats of the forest.
They are looking for the door.
Ye Yi inspected this old well the first day he came, but he didn't find anything similar to a door underneath, and there was a closed space underneath.
Could it be that only after the sacrifice, green slime appeared in the well, the door would appear.
Ye Yi thought of this possibility.
So in other words, soon, those things may come back again.
Ye Yi stood quietly by the well, with the spirit balance spring spilling out of his mind, drifting around, carefully investigating everything around him.
After a while, I got up vigorously and stretched out at the door.
There were waves of insects and birds near the farmhouse, full of vitality, and the devastation of the violent storm last night was like a dream.
Vigorously seeing Ye Yi standing in a daze on the muddy clearing, he walked over curiously.
"What are you doing?" Dali asked after coming to Ye Yi's back.
"I'm looking for a door." Ye Yi answered her.
"Looking for the door, you are looking for the door under the old well, but haven't you seen it all when you first came? There is nothing, and there is no door." Da Li said in a puzzled manner.
"That's why I need to find it." Ye Yi said.
He also told Dali about the green slime coming out of the well.
Ye Yi and Dali came to the well.
The peculiar smell overflowed from the wellhead and lingered in the surrounding air. The two of them were in it, staying for one more second as if they would have to live a year less.
"Could this green slime be the so-called door? The door, in fact, can also be understood as the meaning of a passage. It does not have to be stuck in traditional stereotypes. I think that the door must be a combination of two wooden boards." Wondered.
The existence of everything must have its own reason, and this green slime will never exist here meaninglessly.
"What you said seems to be a little bit, so let's go, I will infiltrate my mental power in a while, you look at my body here, if there is any situation, just push me." Ye Yi said.
"Me? But what if it's too late?" Da Li was not very confident in himself.
"Don't worry, the speed of mental power is so fast that you can't imagine it, and I can return to the body in an instant, as long as I have this idea." Ye Yi explained.
Then, without waiting to reply vigorously, he simply closed his eyes.
The spirit balance spring extended from Ye Yi's mind and drilled into the well like a snake. When the spiritual force came into contact with the green mucus, Ye Yi immediately discovered the problem.
Under the green slime, the space is distorted, which means that the green slime will not go down the well, but will appear in another space.
With the surrounding scene Yihua, the scene in Ye Yi's mind has come to the mountain.
The spiritual balance spring advances like a lens in a movie, reflecting all the surrounding plants, trees, flowers and trees in Ye Yi's mind.
This was under the cliff. Ye Yi moved his field of vision up. He couldn't see the top at a glance. Both sides were steep as sword-cut stone walls. He immediately understood where he had come, the place where the descendants of the old ruler climbed down last night. cliff.
It turned out that the so-called door leads to this place.
"Boom."
Suddenly a huge voice sounded, deafening, like a huge war hammer hitting the ground.