With a "yawn", Ye Xian stretched as usual, which was his habitual action when he got up every day, but this time it was "ah..." His hand was connected to the wall.
"What ghost?"
Ye Xian is a little confused, doesn't it make sense? Because of some special hobbies, his bed is lengthened and widened, and the position of the bed is still in the middle of the bedroom, so there is no reason to connect it to the wall
When I opened my bleary eyes, it was dark all around. Is it... dreaming or is it still dark? Ye Xian bit his tongue. "It hurts to lie in the trough. It's not a dream."
Ye Xian hurries to touch the head of the bed. He wants to turn on the bedside lamp to see what is going on, but what he touches is cold, hard and rough stone.
Ye Xian was a little flustered. "Did an earthquake happen last night and he was buried in the ruins?" But Ye Xian quickly denied this idea. Although he had been ridiculous with several girls for half a night last night, he would not sleep like a dead pig. Besides, he was pressed under the ruins. What about the sister?
"Could it be..." When Ye Xian was speculating about other possibilities, he felt a sharp pain in his mind. He kept moaning and nearly fainted. After a while, the pain gradually alleviated, and Ye Xianzheng also froze.
When the pain hit, he seemed to have a dream that he had become another person, living in a strange world, and many things had happened.
In his dream, he was a registered disciple of Jidao Sect named Fuhai. He said that the registered disciple said that he was a man who lived by chance and waited to die. Fuhai was born as a hunter. His father accidentally hunted a wounded and weak wild boar when he was hunting. It was because the wild boar was very weak that his father easily got hold of it.
The father didn't kill it directly, but took it back to the house and raised it in captivity, because the wild boar seemed to be malnourished, so it could only be sold after being fattened.
Who would have thought that the wild boar was a monster? That night the wild boar spirit got better and killed his parents. Originally, Fuhai was doomed to death, but he was saved by an old man who was immortal. The old man did not kill the wild boar who had become a fine, Instead, he said to the boar spirit, "I will not kill you this time because your cultivation is not easy. I will take this child back to the sect to teach him magic. In the future, he will personally come to you to find today's revenge. At that time, life and death will be peaceful."
The old man took the child back to the Zongmen. He intended to teach him some skills and let him avenge his father's death in the future, but who ever thought that the child was a waste of moral integrity and had no need to cultivate.
Yipin Daogen was extremely poor and could not build a foundation successfully in his life. If he could not build a foundation, he would certainly not be the opponent of the boar spirit. There was no waste in the Immortal Sect originally, but he saved people, so it was impossible to send them back. At that time, Fuhai was just five years old. If no one took care of him, he would surely die. He had no choice but to stay in the sect first.
As for revenge, the old man didn't mention it to Fuhai. The life of ordinary people is short. Why let him live in hatred since he can't take revenge? It is his destiny to let him die here and live a happy life.
Coincidentally, there are several new disciples with excellent talents in the sect. They are about the same age as Fuhai, and they have a playmate. Although Fuhai has no talent for cultivation, children from poor families have already become masters of their families. It is not a waste of money to take care of other people's lives
Ye Xian climbs out of the ruins with difficulty and looks at everything in front of him and the body that does not belong to him. Ye Xian has to admit the fact that he has passed through. All this is not a dream, but the life experience of the physical owner occupied by him.
Ye Xian is highly educated. He believes in science and opposes superstition. He has never believed in those strange things. The so-called immortals and ghosts are all the remnants of feudalism. How can people live longer than bastards? How can people violate Newton's law and fly to the sky without any tools? There is also thunder and lightning. In short, positive and negative charges attract each other to form an energy expression. How can it be impossible to pinch your fingers to cause thunder on the ground?
Although these things are unimaginable, Ye Xian has to accept this reality, because it is not a dream, but the memory of the owner of the body. Today, he may still be on the earth, or he may not be on the earth. This should be a very bright world.
Science doesn't make sense here. Many laws are wrong in this world. They say that believing in ghosts and gods is superstition. Is it superstition to believe in science too much? After all, there are many things on the earth that science cannot explain.
In front of Ye Xian is a piece of ruins, among which there are mutilated limbs and broken arms, and corpses are everywhere. If his mind had not recovered from the matter, he would have been stunned by everything in front of him.
From Fuhai's memory, Ye Xian knows that this is the ancestral gate residence of Jidao Sect. As for how it became like this, Ye Xian also has an answer in his heart. It is said that Jidao Sect got some precious treasures, which attracted countless people to fight for. Finally, the mountain gate was broken and the entire Jidao Sect was also bloodwashed.
Ye Xian is not very clear about the specific process, because the memory of Fuhai is here. After the mountain gate was broken, a powerful energy hit Fuhai and he lost consciousness. As for whether the treasure was stolen or not, whether there is anyone alive in the Jidao Sect or not, Ye Xian does not know. It seems that it has nothing to do with him, because he is Ye Xian or not Fuhai.
Looking at those familiar and strange faces in the pool of blood, Ye Xian feels a heartache for no reason. Ye Xian knows that the feeling of heartache does not belong to him, but to the owner of the body, Fuhai.
Ye Xian is stunned. Is Fuhai alive? Will he compete with himself? However, Ye Xian soon denied this idea, which should be Fuhai's obsession. After all, these people are his relatives.
Ye Xian sat on the broken stone steps for a long time and thought about many things. As the saying goes, "Life and death are all trivial things in the world." Although he doesn't know why he came to this world, the most urgent thing is to find a way to survive. Fortunately, he still has the memory of Fuhai, so he doesn't know nothing about this world.
Ye Xian looks around. Although it is broken, there are still some buildings that have not completely collapsed. It is OK to repair and live here, but these corpses
"Alas!"
Ye Xian sighed and said in his heart: "It's better to settle down. You can't face the life of these dead people every day."
Maybe it is the desire for survival that has overcome fear, or maybe it is the reason of Fuhai. There is not much fear of these dead Ye Xian, because with the memory of Fuhai, Ye Xian is also very familiar with the terrain here.
A garden was selected by Ye Xian as a cemetery, and a long halberd was used as a spade by Ye Xian. Although it was heavy, it was very sharp. Whether you dug a tree root or a stone, you could cut it as easily as cutting tofu, which saved a lot of effort.
After digging the pit, Ye Xian begins to collect the body and tidy up the remains. At least those who have broken their arms and legs should be found. Whether Ye Xian has been wrongly connected is unknown. At the same time of burying each person, a memory will emerge in Ye Xian's mind, that is, the intersection between Fu Hai and the person, some good, some evil, But if everyone is dead, Ye Xian will not be investigated.
When Ye Xian turns over the corpse of a dead person again, his eyes are wet, because this is the same master who took him back to the sect. Although he only remembers a name and doesn't have much love between master and apprentice, the grace of saving life is real. Without him, there would be no blessing, and there would be no today's Ye Xian.
Ye Xian's mood is complicated. Maybe the old man didn't save the sea of blessings, and Ye Xian may not come to this world, but there is not so much possibility in the fate. We should have a grateful heart.
Ye Xian guesses that something must have happened to him on the earth, so that he can cross the world. It doesn't matter what the accident was.
There is justice in that world. Unlike this world, where the law of the jungle is respected, hundreds of people died at once, but no one paid attention to them after three days. Ye Xian knew that these people would die if they died, and no one would take charge of justice for them. Compared with ordinary people, they have lived long enough, and it is time for them to return to dust.
After seven consecutive days, Ye Xian finally gathered all the corpses into the grave. Ye Xian was also very tired these seven days. A total of 543 tombs were arranged in the garden.
These 543 people should not be all of the sect. In Fuhai's memory, there are still some people Ye Xian has not found their bodies, but the absence of bodies does not mean that they are still alive. Maybe they have no bones, maybe they have been captured, or maybe they have really escaped. Ye Xian hopes that they have escaped, because some of them are his playmates from childhood to adulthood, Especially Qinger, Ye Xian hopes she can be safe
As the evening went down, Ye Xian patted the dust on his body and was ready to leave the depressed cemetery. Just then a hoarse and ethereal voice came: "Boy, it's hard."
Ye Xian was stunned when he heard the voice, and then screamed: "Ghost..."
Ye Xian's body was stiff and her eyes were round, and all her hairs stood up, and she ran away from here with a sound of rolling.
Ye Xian is a bit desperate. No matter what direction he runs, he doesn't know where he wants to run. In short, it's better to stay away from the garden. But what makes Ye Xian even more frightened is that no matter how he runs to, the voice always chatters behind him.
"Young man, don't be afraid. I'm not a ghost. Slow down, slow down. Be careful if you slip. The front is blocked. Run to the left..."
At this time, Ye Xian had already lost his ability to think. In addition to instinctive escape, his mind was blank. At first, Ye Xian was a little timid when he was trying to converge the bodies, but after a few days, Ye Xian got used to it. Although the bodies looked scary, they did not decay. Ye Xian thought they were asleep, so he was not afraid.
And I am helping them to collect the corpses. As the saying goes, there is no reason for them to find their own trouble even if they become ghosts. However, I think it is the same thing, and it is the same thing when it really happens. When I hear someone pointing the way, Ye Xian runs along subconsciously, and finally runs into a room, slips and falls on the ground.
