Wow——
The sound of water surging came from the well in the corner of the courtyard, as if something was flapping in the well.
Li Ang couldn't help but stepped forward and moved away the heavy stone slab he had placed above the well.
A wet figure wearing crimson groom's clothes stood at the bottom of the well, his head lowered, his hands hanging down naturally, and blood dripping along his fingertips.
The figure murmured.
"Something is missing..."
"Precious things..."
"Why can't I remember..."
The confused and desperate voice echoed in the well wall,
Li Ang felt a chill in his heart and subconsciously wanted to retreat.
However, the figure at the bottom of the well took the lead, suddenly raised his head, and looked at Li Ang.
That's...himself.
Jingle bell bell!
The bell suddenly rang. Li Ang, who was lying on the bed in the bedroom, opened his eyes, stood up suddenly, gasped for air, and looked around.
There was a faint morning light outside the window, and the clock hanging on the wall showed that it was already the next morning. Chai Chai was still lying on the bed on the other side of the room, huddled in a ball.
And his fingers are still tied with strings made of ink silk.
Is this another nightmare...
Li Ang covered his face with his hands and wiped away some sweat. This was the second time he had a nightmare since he had been to Liyuan.
A meaningless illusion? Or is it a mental disorder caused by Mosi invading the brain?
He slowly exhaled a breath, held his breath and concentrated, scanning his whole body with his spiritual consciousness.
Mo Si is still in a dormant state, staying at her original position peacefully, and the progress of the erosion of the brain has not increased - Mo Si has remained quiet since being shocked by Yan Kuai Yaoxiang's mace last time.
Maybe we can find opportunities to shake it a few more times in the future, as long as we don't arouse the suspicion of the Zhenfu Division.
Li Ang suppressed his distracting thoughts, thought for a while, then simply got up, went to the study, rummaged in the darkroom, and found the diary he had written when he was first parasitized by Mo Si.
At that time, Li Ang suspected that Mo Si was some kind of demon that was parasitic in the body and would subtly affect the mind.
So I made a diary, recorded my daily physical and mental conditions in Esperanto, and made long-term observations to prevent myself from really becoming a monster.
(Esperanto is a man-made language based on the Indo-European language family in its previous life)
Later, because the anti-malaria strategy he presented was effective, Emperor Yu sent guards to protect him secretly.
Li Ang was worried that the diary would be discovered, and Mo Si behaved meekly, so he canceled the act of writing the diary and put the diary in a dark room and sealed it permanently.
Until now.
He blew away the dust on the diary, opened the pages, and silently wrote down the nightmare experience he had just experienced. But in his mind, he couldn't help but start imagining how Yu Guoguo would treat him if he really became a demon and the academy...< /p>
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Winter turns to spring, the frost melts, and everything revives. It’s March, the seventh year of Zai Qian.
A few things, both big and small, happened in the past three months.
The plague within the Yu Kingdom was completely suppressed, martial law was lifted in various places, and there was a sufficient surplus of medicines produced in the hospital, which could be given to the princes and nobles of the subject countries;
It snowed heavily for a month on the border between Jing State and Zhou State, and the weather was so cold that the soldiers stationed in military towns on both sides had to retreat deeper into the inland state capitals to reduce the logistical pressure——
This move was also considered by the people as a sign that the war was cancelled, and the people breathed a sigh of relief.
However, people with insight believe that this is just a delay. A large amount of military supplies are still being shipped to the border, waiting for the opportunity to come.
As for Li Ang...
Bang bang, bang bang.
Accompanied by the regular sound of train wheels rolling over the rails, he sat on the soft bench in the train compartment and looked out the window at the rapidly receding pastoral scene.
The train was heading towards Lingnan, passing through Zhenzhou, Li Ang’s hometown.
"Master..."
The palm of his hand was gently held, and Li Ang turned his head and saw Chai Chai's somewhat homely and timid expression.
Unknowingly, it had been four years since they left Zhenzhou. Recalling the time they left Zhenzhou City in a carriage, it felt like a lifetime ago.
"It's okay."
He smiled and patted the back of Chai Chai's hand, stood up, walked out of the box and walked into the train corridor to relax his muscles and bones.
The sound of a baby crying came from the compartment at the front of the train. First-time parents Song Shaoyuan and You Xiao were busy wrapping their daughter in diapers.
Come and try it soon.]
Aunt Song, who was sitting aside, saw their clumsy movements, rolled her eyes, grabbed the diaper, and replaced it three times. Then she put her hands on her hips and taught the young couple a lesson.
The scolding sounds can be heard through the wooden door.
"You also come out for some air?"
A crisp voice sounded from behind, and Li Ang turned around, only to see Ji Linglang holding a scroll in her hand, leaning against the wooden door of the box, looking at him with a smile.
"Yeah."
Li Ang nodded.
Over the past three months, he has been keeping a diary to ensure that his mind has not changed. By the way, he has recorded all his dreams and discussed them with Lu Yunan, but unfortunately he has not been able to get any useful results.
As the Tomb-Sweeping Day is approaching, the school has a seven-day holiday for students to go home and worship their ancestors.
Li Ang took this opportunity to buy a ticket to Zhenzhou.
In addition to sweeping tombs and worshiping his ancestors, he also wanted to return to his hometown to see what was going on with the well that had appeared in his dreams many times.
As for Song Shaoyuan's family of four, as well as Ji Linglang, they all returned to Zhenzhou - Lingqi motorcycles greatly facilitate people's travel, even for monks.
Li Ang returned to the box to say hello to Chai Chai, and the three of them came to the back of the car together, looking at the scenery of the mountains and rivers, and chatting about recent interesting things.
Ji Linglang asked: "So Cuiqiao, how is your copy?"
"It's okay."
Chai Chai, who was exposed because he secretly wrote something in the Academy Library one time and was seen by Li Leling and others, scratched his head and said cheerfully: "It is now number one on the Lanling News readers' favorite list this month."
Ji Linglang said: "So awesome? I remember that the author named Jin Jiang was the number one in the past, wasn't it?"
"Hmm, Teacher Jinjiang, she had been in power for thirteen months before. Now it's because the old book has been finished for half a year and there has been no news, so she let me steal the chicken successfully."
When talking about this matter, Chai Chai couldn't help but giggle again, "It would be great if I could meet Teacher Jin Jiang. If she starts writing a new book, she will be ten thousand times better than me."
She hasn't had time to write recently.
Li Ang said silently in his heart, and he held up the mental barrier with his hands to block the falling rain.
Jin Jiang is actually Lu Yunan. When she came to Chang'an and found out about the existence of Lanling Newspaper, she wanted to make some extra money by writing a book to buy winter clothes for her tribe.
Unexpectedly, the name became an instant hit, and the income even exceeded the goods she brought from Montenegro. It made her dumbfounded.
Boom!
Along with the rolling thunder, the patter of rain in the sky continued to get stronger, and the vehicle also drove into Luzhou Station and slowly stopped.
The three of them returned to the carriage, only to see staff members wearing uniforms with the words "Luzhou Station" on them board the train and shouted: "Passengers, please get off the train! We can't walk on the road ahead!"
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