Information sheet - Name: Zhu Yuming (self-proclaimed Wang Fuying', after investigation, Wang Fuying was not the missing person in the Mingzhou incident).
Gender: Male (self-identified as 'female').
Age: 39 years old (claims to be 52 years old). Home address:······
Su Wu stood in front of a transparent cubicle and carefully read the one-page information sheet posted on the cubicle.
In the cubicle, a tall man folded his hands in front of his lower abdomen and walked back and forth in small steps with a sad look on his face. "He didn't act maliciously like other living corpses when they saw Su Wu approaching."
He yelled and tortured, but he timidly observed Su Wu for a while, and then whispered: "Master...how long do you think the old woman has to stay here?"
Looking back at the data sheet, Su Wu raised his head, looked at the tall man who behaved like an old woman, and said, "Wang Fuying."
"Yes." The tall man agreed quickly.
"Where is your home in Jin?" Su Wu asked.
"The tall man' replied: "Back to Chai Ye, the E family is in a small mountain village with close segregation in Fenzhou Prefecture, called Dashuitan Village."
There are many local slangs in its words. Unless it is a native of Jin, it would be difficult to understand its words. However, Su Wu, with his "Eight Consciousness Heart King" and his own talent of verbal and verbal swordsmanship, dominated the scene.
Talking and communicating with it is not difficult at all.
The memory of Wang Fuying, the "tall man's living corpse inheritance place", previously responded to Su Wu's words by saying that his home was in a remote mountain village in the corner of Fenzhou Prefecture. The village was called Dashuitan Village.
"How come people from Fenzhou Prefecture traveled thousands of miles and ended up here in Mingzhou?" Su Wu asked.
"Well, I don't know..." The tall man shook his head anxiously.
"Wang Fuying" shook his head again and said hesitantly: "The third son of Zhou Dashanren's family in the village turned twelve years old. He went to attend his "round lock ceremony" and was sitting at the banquet before eating.
After ordering a piece of chicken, the good man led his third son to the hall, and then unlocked his third son’s neck... ap.
Well, I can't see anything, and I don't know anything anymore.
When I came back to my senses, I was already in a place I didn't recognize."
"Round lock ceremony..." Su Wu whispered to himself.
Customs like the "Round Sucking Ceremony" have not been discontinued even today.
The main reason is that in the past, people believed that children's souls were incomplete before the age of twelve, so their souls needed to be locked with a lock to prevent their souls from slipping away and causing premature death.
Nowadays, the 'round lock ceremony' is mainly extended to a blessing for children. It is hoped that through this ceremony, children can "open up their wisdom" and develop in the direction of becoming more intelligent and intelligent.
Su Wu looked at the tall man and said: "It seems that there was something wrong with the third son of Zhou Dashan's family? As soon as the elder unlocked him, you suddenly lost your senses. By the time your senses were restored, you were already in this situation.
Come."
Wang Fuying shook her head blankly: "Well, I don't know..."
"Then do you know 'Zhu Yuming'?" Su Wu asked.
It was obviously a tall man who looked like Zhu Yuming. He shook his head with a blank look on his face: "I don't know him."
Su Wu did not comment, but asked again: "You walked here from Mingzhou, did you meet anyone like you along the way?"
"I have seen a group of people with long braids, but I don't know if they are the same as me. I don't know why they came to this unknown place..." Wang Fuying replied.
Su Wu nodded. He held a Bagua bronze mirror in his left hand, and a brush dipped in cinnabar and ink appeared in his right hand.
Looking up at the tall man, Su Wu asked again: "You really don't know 'Zhu Yuming'?"
As he spoke, the King of Eight Consciousnesses suddenly started to activate.
Various colorful haloes turned from virtual to real, appearing in reality in an instant, leaving out many other compartments, only containing the compartment of 'Wang Fuying'.
Therefore, in the various colored light wheels, they are constantly spinning
In the swirl, Wang Fuying heard Su Wu's words and repeated them over and over again: "You really don't know Zhu Yuming?"
Its expression became obviously irritable, and it responded repeatedly: "Master Chao, I really don't know you, I really don't know you!"
"You didn't lie." The voice that passed through the various colored light wheels seemed to have become gentler, and 'Wang Fuying''s expression also calmed down, no longer irritable as before.
It nodded in agreement.
Just listen to the voice suddenly say: "But you are not 'Wang Fuying', who are you?!"
who is it?!"
The voice suddenly became cold and serious!
The loud shouts were like thunder falling from the sky!
The world of various colored haloes suddenly turned into a world filled with thunder and lightning, and "Wang Fuying" was in this world, looking panicked and at a loss!
"Dashuitan Village, where were you on the day of the round lock ceremony for Zhou Dashanren's third son?
Think quickly! Think quickly!
The sound became more ferocious every time, and every word seemed to be mixed with thunderous spells. The terrifying and ferocious spells made 'Wang Fuying' tremble. It kept moving in the transparent compartment, and a A slightly transparent shadow was peeled off from its body, and with each shadow peeled off, its expression became colder - Su Wu stood outside the cubicle, tapping the ink pen on the Bagua plate in his hand.
A 'God's Curse of Chasing Causes and Creating Fruits' swirls and boils!
Strands of wispy hair passed through the transparent barrier and entangled the transparent shadows that fell off Wang Fuying's body, and the divine curse of tracing causes and creating effects instantly connected with them!
The transparent shadows overlapped to form the figure of an old woman with a stooped back and relatively neat clothes.
The old woman's eyes were empty and she opened her mouth to speak: "On the day of the lock ceremony for Zhou Dashan's third son, it seemed that it was the lock on his third son's neck.
·······On Wednesday, Young Master’s uncle took a key, opened his forehead, and put it on the altar table at the back.
The third young master turned his head and smiled at me.
What happened next, I can’t remember clearly...
As the woman opened her mouth and spoke, Su Wu saw some severely distorted and double images in the transparent shadows that formed 'her':
In the deep main hall.
A man wearing a melon cap and a rat tail sat in the main seat. On the wall behind him, ancestral tablets were arranged like stairs going down. The man was stroking his beard and looking in front of him.
At the door of the hall, a boy with a lock around his neck stood there with his head held high.
Next to the boy, there was another man holding a tray, taking a bunch of keys from the tray, and shouted something to the men, women, old and young who gathered outside the hall.
Then, the man took the key and opened the lock. Finally, the image was shattered.
"You are a human, how can you be a lock?" Su Wu asked the old woman.
"Um, he's a human?
Are you human?" The old woman's eyes were empty.
She repeated Su Wu's words doubtfully, and her own figure, enveloped by the various haloes of light, trembled a few times and then dissipated.
Su Wu looked at the tall man in the transparent compartment surrounded by various colored nimbus. A layer of roulette wheels also appeared in his eyes. When the layers of roulette wheels continued to shrink, the old woman's figure had disappeared.
, appeared in his eyes again - that figure stood blankly opposite the 'tall man'.
The living corpse bearing Zhu Yuming's body looked at the tall man with an increasingly cold expression.
At this time, Su Wu said: "Look at you now, how similar are you to this 'Wang Fuying'?"
As he spoke, mirrors suddenly hung around the 'tall man'. The mirror reflected 'it' true appearance at the moment. It glanced at itself in the mirror, and suddenly laughed coldly and resentfully!
It stared at Su Wu, who seemed to be outside and inside the halo, with a smile full of profound malice!
On the data record sheet, observers generally rated the living corpse of "Zhu Yuming" as "relatively gentle and able to communicate", but now he showed a different side.
Eyes!
"Your sanity comes from your memory.
Your memory comes from the person you are imitating." Su Wu looked at the living corpse in the compartment. On the other person's more resolute face, there was a smile full of resentment and malice, like a person who had been snatched away.
The same expression on the face of a gloomy child who has lost his favorite toy!
"Wang Fuying's memory has fallen away from you.
It seems that your current memory is inherited from the third son of the Zhou family during the round lock ceremony?" Su Wu once again touched the red pen on the Bagua copper plate in his hand!
The tall man in the cubicle was shaking violently, and slightly transparent shadows fell off his body!
Those shadows came together to form a well-dressed child with a lock around his neck!
Su Wu stared at the child. From the child's figure, he saw some other severely distorted and double images - the middle-aged man with a goatee who had been sitting in the main hall, opened the door and walked into the light.
In a dark house filled with dust.
Behind him was an old woman.
That old woman, neatly dressed and with a stooped back, was exactly the same image of Wang Fuying from before!
"Wang Fuying' looked at the person on the bed with a humble and flattering smile, bowed and said: "Third Young Master, from now on, I will use my forehead to decorate your daily life..."
The old woman raised her head and smiled ingratiatingly. There was a malice hidden in her smile that made the 'third young master' on the bed tremble slightly!
The image is broken.
The children's figures also disappeared in an instant.
In the transparent compartment, the 'tall man' stood there, like a clay doll.
Although his face is expressionless, the combination of his facial features and body shape always inadvertently reveal a kind of malice that makes one's heart tremble, just like an ordinary person in a wax museum who, at a certain moment when he looks back inadvertently, sees
In the corner, there is a smiling wax figure looking at myself!
He is "dead", like a decoration.
But it makes people feel that he may come back to life at any time!