Chapter 713: Ghostly hand knocks on the door, an era has passed
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Seeing that the other party seemed to be catching up, Zhao Yuecheng clenched the ghost-headed sword in his hand and prepared to rush out the door.
When Kong Sang saw this, his scalp went numb and he grabbed him.
"What are you doing? It's dangerous, why don't you just chop it down?" Zhao Yuecheng asked in reply: "This is just the conscious world of living people. Could there be an enemy more terrifying than the Ghost King?"
Kong Sang was suddenly stunned:
"Although I know that it won't be a problem for you to kill a ghost king or less with one sword."
"But...this is the world of consciousness!"
"Everything here, whether it's buildings, people, or even monsters, may be fabricated by their own memories."
"What you kill is not the evil spirit that invaded their bodies, but the product of their own memories."
"Then, in reality, they will suffer irreversible damage!"
"Do you want us to hand over seven idiots to Taoist Master Qingxi after we leave here?"
The original text comes from ^>Ta*DU小&说@ "..." Zhao Yue had a dark look on his face, and just as he was about to speak, the collision suddenly became louder.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The wooden door was struck again and again as if by a heavy chain.
At the same time, the entire wooden door began to show a very exaggerated concave arc!
The strange thing is that even so, looking out through the gap created by the bending and deformation of the wooden door, you can still only see a thick black fog and chaos. Even the person who hit the door cannot be seen clearly.
Seeing this, Kong Sang frowned.
Immediately he took out the soul-suppressing hammer and soul-requieming gong, and stood in front of Zhao Yuecheng.
Zhao Yuecheng suddenly looked like he had seen a ghost: "You...you protect me? Am I dreaming, or did you take the wrong medicine?"
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Kong Sang's mouth twitched: "First of all, if I am really protecting you, you should feel happy, not if I take the wrong medicine, do you still have a girlfriend if you chat like this?"
"Secondly, I am the watchman, and my soul-soothing sound has a soul-soothing effect on evil thoughts and a requiem effect on good thoughts."
"If you really can't figure it out, you can only use the soul-suppressing sound to temporarily suppress it."
"The damage caused in this way is safer than cutting it in half with one knife."
Just as he was talking, a crack finally appeared on the wooden door:
"Bang!"
From the cracks in the wooden door, billowing black mist had already surged in.
In this black mist, another arm stretches out!
The arms seemed to be wearing military uniforms and looked bloody. In fact, the arms themselves were scarred.
Some of the flesh and blood seemed to be missing, leaving only the bones.
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Others, as if they were wounds caused by bullets, were still bleeding with blood.
"Uh... uh..."
In the dark room, a whimpering sound came.
It sounded very painful, and also seemed to have a hint of anger?
The arms began to fumble around randomly.
As the black fog spreads, more and more of these ghost hands appear, and the directions they explore become wider and wider.
Gradually, I touched Kong Sang's feet.
"Kong Sang..." Zhao Yuecheng warned in a low voice.
Kong Sang nodded: "Don't worry, I know what's going on."
Immediately, a ghost hand directly grabbed Kong Sang's ankle.
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Zhao Yuecheng subconsciously wanted to swing the ghost head sword, but was stopped by Kong Sang.
Zhao Yuecheng cast a questioning look, but Kong Sang shook his head and pointed to his ankle.
After taking a closer look, he saw that the ghost hand had not done anything more dangerous.
That ghost hand only touched Kong Sang a few times.
Immediately, the ghost hand loosened its grip and touched Zhao Yuecheng again.
Zhao Yuecheng wanted to fight back, but Kong Sang stopped him and said:
"These ghost hands... seem to be looking for someone, please don't move yet."
Zhao Yuecheng's mouth twitched and he said in a deep voice:
"You're the only one who makes me listen! If it were anyone else, I would have thought he was going to harm me!"
Kong Sang coughed lightly and said with some embarrassment: "Pay attention to the wording you use to modify it."
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Zhao Yuecheng snorted coldly and simply stood next to Kong Sang.
The moment the ghost hand grabbed Zhao Yuecheng, the latter immediately frowned.
It was very cold, and...the bloody wound also left some sticky stuff on his trouser legs.
Although the strength of the ghost hand is great, it is still within the tolerance range for people like them who have the right to follow the rules.
After about a minute, Ghost Hand didn't seem to find anything on Zhao Yuecheng.
Immediately afterwards, the ghost hand began to retreat into the thick fog.
The thick fog gradually returned from the gap to the outside, and even the wooden door that had been deformed returned to normal in an instant.
Zhao Yuecheng looked at the bloody fingerprints on his ankles and couldn't help but said, "Is this the end?"
"What does this mean?"
Kong Sang thought for a while:
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"In this case, the ghost hand may not be the product of Taoist priests' memories, but should be from outside."
"They should also be searching for something in their consciousness."
"It's just that we didn't meet their standards, so they didn't arrest us."
"Then the other way around, the seven little Taoist priests should all meet certain characteristics, so they were all taken away."
"Coupled with this sense of age... could it be... related to their relatives?"
Zhao Yuecheng couldn't help but said:
"We have nothing in common with those Taoist priests, right?"
"Could it be that the way to distinguish between good and evil is?"
Kong Sang rolled his eyes:
"What do you think the two of us are?"
The original text comes from ^>Ta*DU小&说@ Zhao Yuecheng showed a natural expression:
"I kill people like crazy, so I must be a bad person. You...are a bit of a holy lady, although not much."
Kong Sang squeezed out a "perfect" smile: "I really appreciate your evaluation."
"Speaking of which, what those ghosts are wearing... seems to be military uniforms?"
"Could it be that... these ghosts are related to soldiers?"
In doubt, Kong Sang carefully observed the layout of the entire room.
The decoration of the room, like the outside, is very luxurious.
Brown templates, green walls, exquisite Western-style office desks, chairs, table lamps, and Chinese-style sofas.
"Hmm..." Kong Sang frowned: "This... may be the office of an important official during the Republic of China?"
"Could it be...that it's Liu Xiang?"
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In doubt, Kong Sang came to the desk.
After the drawer is opened, everything inside is brand new.
It was as if they were not in a world of memories, but had traveled to the Republic of China.
Most of the things are just sundries, such as pens, ink, etc.
But one of the notebooks caught Kong Sang's attention.
Open it and take a look:
"Huh? Is this a diary?"
Kong Sang looked at it carefully, and found that the handwriting did not look particularly good, and the content of the record was just like the warlord's at the time. There was no excessive rhetoric or fancy rhetoric, but a very simple and direct narrative.
"October 4, 1933. Today I was named the 'Commander-in-Chief of Sichuan Bandit Suppression'. What I have to fight is the Fourth Front Army of the Red Army. The current situation is not very good, both sides suffered heavy casualties. Those bandits
, too cunning!”
Just from the content on the first page, Kong Sang could see some clues.
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"1933?"
"Commander-in-Chief of Sichuan Bandit Suppression?"
Zhao Yuecheng sat on the sofa next to him, crossing his arms: "What, have you guessed this person's identity?"
Kong Sang smiled bitterly and said, "There's no need to guess."
"In 1933, the only one who would be appointed commander-in-chief was Liu Xiang."
Zhao Yuecheng raised his eyebrows: "King of Sichuan?"
"You mean...the one at the door just now was Liu Xiang?"
Kong Sang shook his head: "Probably not. Liu Xiang is a man, how could he have a woman's body shape?"
"But... the problem of the seven little Taoist priests may be related to Liu Xiang."
Saying that, Kong Sang continued to look down.
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Most of the diary contents basically revolve around the time of the civil war.
Kong Sang began to skip this section quickly until he came to 1937.
"On July 10, 1937, I already called my superiors. But they were a little timid!"
"What a fool, what are you thinking about at this time?"
"Drive these little devils out first!"
"On July 13th, I talked on the phone again. The meaning was very clear. Since those Japanese pirates did such cruel things, let's do it. There is nothing to be afraid of!"
"On August 26th, today I issued the "Message to the Army and People of Sichuan Kang". I want the people of Sichuan to know the current difficulties on the front line, and we must join forces to kill these little devils!"
"On September 10th, I started to have stomach problems. It was very uncomfortable this time. Maybe I wouldn't be able to survive it."
"But when I think that I haven't contributed to this war of resistance, I can't die!"
"On October 13th, I felt that my health was getting worse and worse, and I even started to cough up blood."
"I'm not willing to accept it...how could I die like this..."
"On November 1st, I met a young Taoist priest in the hospital today. This Taoist priest claimed to have a way to help me prolong my life, but... looking at his white hair, is he really reliable?"
Seeing this, Kong Sang's eyebrows jumped, thinking of the photo that Hu Wenjun found before.
Could it be...that this is him?
The empty mulberry continued to scroll down, but it was already empty.
"Could it be that...there have been no records since then?"
Kong Sang looked at Zhao Yuecheng:
"Let's go check out the other rooms."
Zhao Yuecheng shrugged, stepped forward and opened the door.
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However, the scene that greeted them stunned them.
Just because although the corridor of this luxurious villa is still in front of me, the black mist has completely disappeared.
More importantly, the corridor that was just magnificent now seems to have aged a lot.
Even those luxurious crystal chandeliers looked obviously unusable.
Zhao Yuecheng looked at Kong Sang again:
"Have you ever encountered this situation?"
Kong Sang shook his head blankly:
"In this case, we should have jumped to a different time period."
"Just like our memories, they are all sorted by time."
"In the Consciousness Sea Space, I can usually pick out some more important information based on the time."
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"But in this Liu Manor, everything seems to be out of control."
"The timeline we just entered may be the early Republic of China, when Liu Xiang was still young."
"Now...looking at the degree of aging, could it be that...a war has already started?"
"Or is it that the battle is over?"
In the midst of doubts, Kong Sang discovered through the window that not far below, there were a group of young people in military uniforms holding paints and painting in the manor.
"Huh?" Kong Sang narrowed his eyes slightly.
These people... seem somewhat familiar.
Could it be... Red Guard?
"Dachengzi, let's go down and take a look."
With that said, Kong Sang led Zhao Yuecheng from the stairs at the corner to the first floor.
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At this moment, I saw those young people writing "Down" and other words on the wall.
Seeing this, Kong Sang murmured:
"It seems they are really them."
"It's just... why did it suddenly jump so far from Liu Xiang's era?"
When I was questioning, I heard a sound like a chain again.
A little knowledge:
The Liu Family Manor in Chengdu has now been renamed the Liu Family Manor Museum.
At present, the more well-known parts inside, such as the Rent Collection Courtyard, Miss Building, Old Mansion, etc., can be regarded as very good tourist attractions for historical appreciation.
At the same time, there are three very important people living in this manor.
The first one was the big landowner Liu Wencai, followed by Liu Wenhui (then Chairman of Sichuan Province), and the later Sichuan King Liu Xiang, who was Liu Wencai's nephew.
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As for the overall architectural style of the Liu Manor, because the historical background at that time was somewhat biased toward a semi-colonial concept, a unique manor style that combined Chinese and Western elements was formed.