infinite danger

Chapter 155 A bold guess

Auditorium 6, like Auditorium 3, was empty.

A video is playing on the big screen.

In the antique study room, there is a large rosewood case in the middle, on which are placed the four treasures of the study, and beside it are exquisite blue and white porcelain, with rolls of rice paper inserted, and the bookshelf on the west wall is full of books.

In front of the big case was a long, slightly low carved table, and a boy about seven years old was standing in front of the table, holding a brush and practicing calligraphy.

He was wearing an ice-blue robe, a small mandarin jacket with black embroidered patterns, and a small top hat inlaid with suet jade. His face was smooth and fair. Although he was young, the outline of his facial features was already clear.

The long table is covered with high-quality rice paper, and there are a few neat lines of big characters written on it. Although the pen is not strong enough, the handwriting is like flowing clouds and flowing water.

The boy practiced his calligraphy meticulously, as if he didn't notice the two eyes watching him from outside the window.

The stern-faced man in court clothes clasped his hands behind his back, and asked the man beside him holding a paper fan in a deep voice, "Sir, how is my son's homework these days?"

The gentleman lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and replied respectfully and politely: "Lord Nalan, the young master is very intelligent, and his writing has improved recently. He has a chest at a young age. He is the most gifted child I have seen in recent years."

Master Nalan nodded with satisfaction: "Mr. You Lao has taught you with all your heart, Chuan'er is the hope for the revival of our Nalan clan."

The gentleman hurriedly bowed his hands and replied respectfully: "Of course I dare not slack off."

Master Nalan stopped talking, took a deep look at the boy, and led him out of the study calmly.

The little boy stopped writing and looked out the window.

Outside the window is a clean and lively courtyard, in which a broad-leaved green tree is planted, with whirling branches and leaves, and the sunlight leaks through the gaps in the green leaves, dancing in the air.

A fat bird with emerald green feathers flapped its wings and flew down from the tree, landed on the window sill, looked around, and made a "chirp" sound.

The little boy showed joy, his clear eyes lit up, the tails of his eyes were raised, and even a small mole under his eyes became vivid.

He wanted to put down his pen to look at the birds, but just as he took a step, he frowned slightly, as if remembering something, pursed his lips, and continued to practice calligraphy at his desk.

After a while, a gentle-looking woman came to the study with a little maid.

Her jet-black hair was only tied up with a white jade hairpin. Although the woman did not have an amazing appearance, she had a good temperament, and her eyebrows were somewhat similar to those of a little boy.

The woman raised her hand and knocked on the door twice, and said softly, "Chuan'er, take a rest, mother made you your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake and mung bean cake."

The little boy looked at her sideways, with the tails of his eyes bent down, and gave her a sweet smile: "Mother!"

The yellow paper amulet on the ghost boy's face has never been taken off, and Ji Siwei has never seen his face.

But from the clothes of the people in the video and the sound of "Master Nalan", it can also be judged that what is shown on the screen is the illusion of a ghost boy.

Like Ye Xiao, the ghost boy also returned to his childhood memories.

Perhaps this was the happiest time in his short life, so he never forgot it.

Ye Xiao looked at Ji Siwei and said softly, "Siwei, this kid is little Nalan, right?"

Ji Siwei nodded: "I think so."

Ye Xiao let out a "tsk" and shook his head: "There is so much pressure at such a young age, life must be very unhappy, no wonder he still has such deep obsession after death, and stayed in the world for so many years."

Ji Siwei said: "Just looking at this scene, I don't know what his obsession is."

Ye Xiao guessed: "Maybe it has something to do with the stitches on his neck."

Ji Siwei suddenly remembered that the ghost boy once said to him, "I was dismissed before the execution, so you don't have to call me an adult."

Although the ghost boy was not granted the title of Marquis or Prime Minister, he was an extremely personable official, but at his age, he became a second-rank high official, and his future was bright, which can be regarded as living up to his father's expectations.

What crime did he commit to get him sentenced to death.

Who sewed the red thread on his neck?

Could it be that he died of injustice, that's why he has been stranded in the world?

"Siwei, what are you thinking?" Seeing that Ji Siwei didn't answer, Ye Xiao waved his hand in front of him.

"It's okay, let's go to the next screening room." Ji Siwei came back to his senses, turned and walked out.

"Whose illusion do you think the next screening room will be?" Ye Xiao caught up with him and said with a smile, "Whether it's a puppet or a cat with eight tails, I'm very interested."

Ji Siwei said indifferently: "Your illusion is also very interesting."

Ye Xiao stopped laughing, and his voice was a little depressed: "Don't mention it, don't mention it, just let the past go with the wind."

Auditorium 7.

A scene full of contradictions plays on the screen.

On one side are towering peaks, full of greenery, and on the other side is a barren wasteland.

There are densely packed skeletons piled up on the withered yellow ground, and it is hard to tell which ones are from animals and which ones are from humans.

In the pile of bones, there are some old and rusty armor and weapons.

A flagpole was planted obliquely on the ground, and the tattered and dull red flag fluttered in the wind.

The sky was gloomy, with a few thin gray clouds floating around.

From time to time, a few crows flitted across the sky and plunged into the pile of bones, making harsh and unpleasant quacking sounds, which made people get goosebumps.

This scene is very familiar to Ji Siwei, because this is where he found Bawei in the copy of Linan Ancient Village.

mass grave.

Ye Xiao looked at the screen and frowned, and said in a low voice: "This picture is too gloomy, with so many bones, how many people must die."

Ji Siwei replied without thinking: "A whole army of people."

Ye Xiao's eyes flashed, and he asked suspiciously: "How do you know?"

Ji Siwei lowered his eyes slightly, and said softly, "Because this is the illusion of Eight-Tails, and this is where I met it."

"So that's it." Ye Xiao asked again: "Where is this place, is there still such a place?"

Ji Siwei only said, "Don't get into it."

Ye Xiao calmed down and stopped asking questions.

Even the closest friends will have secrets that they don't want to reveal, which he fully understands.

In the video, a skinny and dark old man in an embroidered green shirt appears on the wasteland with a group of young villagers.

This old man is the patriarch of Linan Ancient Village.

The patriarch pulled out a few map fragments from his sleeve and put them on the ground to put them together.

At that moment, the entire ground shook, and the bones jumped up and down as if they were alive, making a rattling sound.

At first glance, it seems that thousands of undead are crying at the same time.

A temple rose from the ground, and in the center hung a black plaque with two big characters "Nine Tails".

"Wow, this appearance is very prestigious, but why is it called Nine Tails Temple, doesn't Eight Tails only have eight tails." Ye Xiao rubbed his chin: "I don't think I've ever seen it show eight tails."

Ji Siwei said calmly, "You'll know why after reading it."

I saw the patriarch knock on the temple door, then knelt down on the wasteland with a "plop", bit his finger and drew a spell on the ground, and kowtowed three times at the Nine-Tails Temple, his head was scratched several times by the bones on the ground Road bloodstains.

The villagers following him knelt down one after another.

The patriarch bent down on the ground and said loudly in an almost solemn voice: "The sixth patriarch of Linan Guzhai led the villagers to seek the Eight-tailed God Lord. The 500-year deadline has come. We are here to fulfill the promise of our ancestors. Make a wish to let the eight-tailed god grow a ninth tail."

As soon as the words fell, the gate of Nine Tails Temple opened quietly.

The voice of the eight-tailed cat sounded in the air: "I have been waiting here for 500 years... this moment has finally arrived..."

A huge black phantom pierced through the black cat god statue, and its eight tails spread softly in the air like wings. It landed in front of the patriarch and stretched out its left paw.

The patriarch's eyes trembled, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly on top of the huge claw.

The eight-tailed cat emitted a green light mist, covering the patriarch, and stared at him with green eyes: "Mortal, tell your wish, any wish can be fulfilled for you, but you can only say one!"

Ye Xiao pondered for a while, and suddenly realized: "Isn't this the line for summoning the dragon?"

Ji Siwei answered calmly: "It seems to be true."

The patriarch raised his head and said word by word: "I hope the gods will grow a ninth tail!"

The eight-tailed cat's eyes were full of relief, as if it was smiling.

The light on his body became stronger and stronger, and the whole temple was covered with faint green light, and a new tail grew out from its end.

"It turns out that this is the kitten's obsession." Ye Xiao stroked the handle of the knife with his fingertips: "Then is it useful for us to make a wish with it?"

"It's not that simple." Ji Siwei said calmly, "This is just the illusion of Eight Tails. In fact, it will only work if the chosen one makes a wish."

Ye Xiao nodded clearly: "You can't force it, you have to wait for the opportunity."

Auditorium 9.

What is projected on the screen is a spacious hall, bright sunlight shines through the colorful stained glass windows and projects on the reddish-brown floor tiles.

The walls are dilapidated, decorated with elegant enamel tiles, a classical oil painting is hung on it, and the antique clock next to it makes a heavy sound.

The furniture has experienced the washing of time and looks very charming.

The entire hall doesn't look like modern decoration, but rather looks like an old mansion.

There is no one, and the camera is motionless.

It was very different from the painting styles of the three illusions I had seen before, Ye Xiao glanced at the dimly lit auditorium: "Is this a still picture, why didn't I see the puppet?"

"The screen is on, which proves that it must be a fantasy space." Ji Siwei said, "Just wait and see."

After a while, there was a sound of light footsteps from nowhere.

Ye Xiao subconsciously looked back.

No one behind.

Ji Siwei said, "It's the voice in the video."

In the video, the back of a boy in a black shirt appeared in the hall, then walked towards the carved stairs and went upstairs.

disappeared from view again.

Ye Xiao glanced at Ji Siwei, and asked in a low voice, "Do you think this back is familiar?"

Ji Siwei rubbed his eyes and replied, "I haven't seen it in my memory, but it feels very familiar."

"I also feel very familiar, it should be someone I know." Ye Xiao said: "If he appears again, I will definitely recognize him."

The picture was still again, and the man never went downstairs again.

But the light in the hall began to change rapidly, transitioning from day to night to dawn.

Ye Xiao pointed at the screen and said, "What's going on, fast forward?"

Ji Siwei briefly explained: "In movies, unimportant plots are omitted."

The footsteps sounded again.

Ye Xiao looked at the screen seriously and said, "That person has gone downstairs."

Ji Siwei responded softly: "I hope to show my face, and I also want to know who he is."

The sound of footsteps became clearer and clearer, and a slender boy came into view.

He has a pair of large red phoenix eyes, half-opened and half-closed, as if he didn't bother to open them because he didn't get enough sleep.

Seeing this face, Ji Siwei and Ye Xiao were surprised at the same time.

Ye Xiao turned his head sideways, his eyes full of doubts: "Why is it you, I remember that your family doesn't look like this, and isn't this the puppet's illusion, the puppet didn't appear, but you appeared, it's not reasonable. "

Ji Siwei also thought it was unreasonable, because he had no impression of this memory at all.

The face in the video made him feel both familiar and unfamiliar, like himself and someone else.

This hall also gave him a feeling of deja vu.

These clues couldn't be connected at all, and Ji Siwei's mind was also in a mess, so he could only say, "I don't know either, let's continue reading."

In the video, the boy quickly packed up his things and went out.

Ye Xiao said: "Even your movements and demeanor are exactly the same as yours, so it can't be another you in the parallel world."

Ji Siwei was also full of doubts, but he subconsciously felt that this had nothing to do with the parallel world.

As the light changes in the video, you can feel the passage of time.

"Ji Siwei" in the video goes out early and returns late every day. This scene is played at almost double speed, which should be to express that many days have passed.

Ye Xiao commented: "You are quite busy in the video, and this house doesn't look like a modern house."

Ji Siwei: "Indeed."

Suddenly, the speed of the video playback slowed down. "Ji Siwei" was about to go out, but stopped when he was walking, and cast his gaze somewhere.

He raised his eyebrows and walked over.

At this point, the camera switches for the first time.

The camera is aimed at the low cabinet standing by the wall.

A bouquet of flowers and linings, and some pretty decorations set up a small scene in style on the cabinet.

Ji Siwei saw the puppet leaning against the plaster statue at a glance.

The puppet in the video is wearing brand new clothes and well protected, completely different from the puppet he saw when he first met.

The eyes have not changed, they are still full of spirituality.

"The puppet appeared." Ye Xiao said, "So, the first half of the video is presented from the perspective of the puppet. The puppet doesn't move, and neither does the camera."

Ji Siwei nodded: "That's right, this is indeed the puppet's illusion."

"Ji Siwei" in the video gently holds the puppet, holds it in front of him, and looks at it: "It is rumored that I have been in a place full of aura for a long time, and the utensils will gather spirits. I did not expect to meet you, little guy, Can you hear me?"

The little puppet couldn't speak yet, so naturally he didn't answer him, but there was a glint of light in his dark eyes, which was probably a response.

"Ji Siwei" smiled lightly, showing the sharp corners of his canine teeth: "You and I are destined, how about I be your master from today on."

The puppet's eyes lit up again.

"I'm glad you agreed."

"Ji Siwei" stretched out his index finger and pressed it on the brow of the puppet, a wisp of red mist overflowed from his fingertips and penetrated into the puppet's body: "I gave you the ability of 'Meteor', no one can bully you in the future You, if you meet someone you can't beat, you can report my name, my name is Siwei."

The puppet's body was surrounded by red blood mist, a complicated red totem appeared on its forehead, and a strange red color appeared in its eyes. It opened its mouth and uttered an unskilled voice: "Master."

Seeing this, Ji Siwei couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes.

Ye Xiao didn't understand what was going on, so he had to guess boldly: "He looks exactly like you, has the same name, and is also the owner of the puppet. Could it be that he is you from the previous life?"

Looking at the boy who looked exactly like him in the video, Ji Siwei frowned, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if a corner of something sealed in dust had been lifted.

I always thought that the red blood mist was the puppet's own ability, and after making a contract with it, he had the ability.

But now it seems that is not the case.

The ability of the little puppet is bestowed by "he" in the video.

The name of this ability is "Meteor".

Moreover, it was "he" who first contracted the puppet, and even the contract totem was exactly the same.

He suddenly remembered what Ah Ming had said to him in the copy of the end of the world - how can you be sure that your soul is complete?

A bold guess appeared in my mind.

Ji Siwei suppressed his ups and downs, and asked in a calm tone as much as possible: "Ye Xiao, do people really have past lives?"

It took Ye Xiao a long time to answer: "Yes."

Ji Siwei connected all the clues together, thinking: "Suppose, the person in the video is my previous life. In my previous life, I had the ability of 'Meteor', and I contracted and gave this ability to the little puppet. After I passed away, the little puppet Entered the drawer space for some reason, met me, and later, re-contracted at a critical moment, awakening my ability..."

Everything makes sense.

Why does the puppet help him twice and three times in the Rose Garden dungeon, why the puppet's attitude towards him is always far and near, and why the puppet is very excited every time the copper coin awakens.

Because for the little puppet, he is not a complete master now.

If the guess is true, does it mean that what is sealed in the copper coin is the memory of his previous life, and there are even more dangerous things.

So everyone in the know is hiding it.

Ye Xiao patted Ji Siwei's shoulder, a little worried: "Siwei, are you okay?"

Ji Siwei said dryly, "I'm fine."

Ye Xiao calmed down and comforted him: "Don't think too much, let's go to the staff to turn off the screen and let these little guys out?"