Chapter 6 Regression

The san value is returned to zero on the spot.

A chill rose from the tailbone and went straight to tianlingjia. Zhang Yuanqing was like a cat with fried hair. He jumped high in place and blurted out a word of national scolding:

Mud Horse!"

This is the unconscious instinct of people when they are strongly stimulated or frightened.

He finally knew why his shoulder was so sour, and he also understood why the body beside the window had to carry a bronze mirror with him.

This is to observe whether you have been blamed.

When did it lie on my shoulder, enter the quadrangle, or enter this room?

Who gave me the courage to go out and explore, Liang Jingru?!

My brain seemed to burst into a pot, and all kinds of thoughts came out in a flash, and panic came like a wild tide.

Although he knew that there were strange and terrible things in this temple and was prepared in his heart, he really faced the ghosts directly, and he still burst into unspeakable panic.

By the way, I have a character... Zhang Yuanqing trembled and took out the yellow paper symbol in the left pocket of the jacket, and put it on his shoulder.

Bang!

The body of the town was patted on his shoulder. He lifted the brass mirror and took it carefully. The man with white face and black lips and a pair of dead white pupil still lay on his shoulder.

It's useless. This thing doesn't count as a corpse Yin ..... the last fluke is gone. Zhang Yuanqing feels his shoulders are getting sore and his hands and feet are cold.

These are not illusions, but the real loss of Yang Qi.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing thought of the corpse at the bottom of the main hall table and the elder who died tragically under the window. Next, he would probably die here like two people.

There was a deep chill in my heart.

"Da Da!"

Suddenly, at this terrible moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps in the outer corridor..

The footsteps were very light, but in the silent night, they were very clear.

..... Zhang yuanqingxin, quickly squatted down, squatting beside the corpse under the window.

The sound of footsteps was a little familiar, which was very similar to the sound he heard when he entered the temple.

"Da da da..."

The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer. Zhang Yuanqing didn't dare to breathe. He was tight and vaguely heard his crazy heartbeat.

When footsteps passed through the window, Zhang Yuanqing still couldn't hold back. He glanced at the ground of the room, and Moonlight shone in, forming a lattice window shadow on the ground.

The window is not high, only to the waist, with the height of a normal person, passing through the window, it will definitely be reflected on the ground by moonlight, but he didn't see anything.

This shows that things passing by outside the window have no body.

Fortunately, footsteps passed by the window, without stopping or entering the house, and gradually went away.

Hu .... Zhang Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief silently, catching the distant footsteps attentively, hearing it stepping into the yard and making a sound of "rustling" stepping on the weeds.

Then he stopped. A few seconds later, the footsteps rang again.

This time footsteps are not simply walking, but stepping with certain rules and rhythms.

What is it doing in the yard?

Zhang Yuanqing held up his cold body and stood up with some difficulty. Through the tattered window paper, he stared out.

In the Moonlight, in the weeds, a pair of brand-new, Western-style red dance shoes are tap dancing in the night.

Moonlit Night, barren Temple, red dance shoes, solo dance.

This scene looks absurd and strange, and there is also an unspeakable... loneliness?

How could there be a pair of western style dance shoes in the mountain temples of Ming Dynasty?

The broken Temple became more and more strange... he squatted back quietly and waited patiently.

The time passed at 1 minute 1 second, and the resentment lying on his shoulder continued to grab his yang qi. His body became more and more stiff, and the soreness of his shoulder became a sharp pain.

He felt that if he continued like this, he would either die of Yang Qi or die of injury due to broken shoulder bone.

In the painful torment, the dance in the yard disappeared.

Zhang Yuanqing still did not dare to show his head. After waiting for another moment, he carefully looked at the yard through the window.

The yard was filled with moonlight, the weeds stood quietly, and those weird dancing shoes left.

Hu...."

He exhaled a mouthful of air with relief. He just wanted to stand up, his knees sank and fell to the ground.

After the tense nerves relaxed, the adrenaline retreated, and he realized that his state was worse than expected.

The burning pain of the shoulder, the bone seemed to crack, the knee joint was stiff, and the blood seemed to be solidified.

Trembling, he grabbed the bronze mirror. In the gray mirror, Zhang Yuanqing saw his face pale, pale and dim pupils. Where is a normal person? It is clearly a sick seedling with exhausted oil.

On the shoulder, the black soul of lips stared at him strangely and silently.

There is no doubt that he will die if he continues like this, but what can he do? He could not touch the resentment on his shoulder.

The strong pain of the shoulder bone made him have to lean against the wall to support his body.

Looking at the remains of the worker's predecessors on the side, one person had the same posture as the body.

"It turned out to be like this..." Zhang Yuanqing smiled bitterly.

He seemed to see his ending and heard the sigh of death.

But Zhang Yuanqing didn't give up the desire to survive. His brain was still active, like overloaded cpu, looking for hope of survival in the desperate situation.

The corpse under the main hall table in the electro-optic Flint room flashed through the complicated and chaotic information flow.

"The degree of fracture on the shoulders of the two corpses is different. The shoulder injury of the corpse in the main palace is not fatal. Did the shoulder complain let him go? No, it is impossible for the resentment to show mercy..."

Why did he hide under the table...."

"Red dancing shoes sneaked behind me when I entered the temple, but when I entered the main hall, it left....."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing's dim and cloudy pupils lit up the hope light.

Go back to the main hall, go back to the main hall immediately!

Chapter VII regression

He immediately got up and staggered out of the house. Every step was very difficult, like carrying a mountain.

Yitong!"

He fell down in the yard and fell into the weeds, unable to stand up any more.

Zhang Yuanqing's teeth trembled and collided up and down, making a "clicking" sound, feeling that he was in the bitter winter.

The "cold" took away the heat and eroded the will.

Zhang Yuanqing climbed towards the main hall a little bit and made all his strength. He held his head high, making his eyes always reflect the outline of the building ahead.

In this way, the hope in the eyes will not go out.

Walking from the main hall is about a minute, but at this time I feel that the distance is like the end of the world and the Cape.

Finally, at the moment when he climbed into the eaves corner of the main hall, illusory screams rang in his ears, and the negative effects such as cold, dizziness and stiffness disappeared instantly with a light shoulder.

Zhang Yuanqing climbed up the base, stumbled around the front of the main hall, pushed open the lattice door and threw himself into the threshold.

Candlelight is like beans, dispelling haze and bringing warmth like spring breeze.

He lay on the ground in a large shape, his chest was ups and downs, and he breathed and gasped. He lay there for two or three minutes before he felt that he was finally alive.

"It's terrible, it's terrible... my guess is right. The main hall is a safe shelter."

According to the difference between the two bones and shoulder injuries, he judged what must have prevented the resentment from chasing the man in the temple.

The workers under the table curled up and died, which was in line with a person's hiding psychology in extreme fear.

In this worker's predecessor's heart, the main hall is safe.

The red dance shoes gave up chasing him, and the side verified this guess.

In the following time, Zhang Yuanqing stayed in the main hall until the pain on his shoulder weakened and his body temperature recovered.

Sure enough, he never encountered any danger again.

"If the main hall is a safe house, then my hope of survival will undoubtedly increase greatly. Even if the complaining spirit on the shoulder attracts me again, I can escape back to the main hall. But if I encounter resentment and are chased by red dancing shoes, I guess I can't escape back to the main hall.

"And the weirdest and most terrible source of this temple is definitely not the resentment...."

He was not proud of resolving a crisis of life and death. This ancient temple was not that simple.

You know, before him, an entire construction team died here.

After a long rest, he gradually put down his fear and hesitated whether to continue exploring.

The voice in my mind rang again:

[Main line Task 1: survive for three hours (completed)]]

[Main line Task 2: explore the spirit of 0079, progress: 20%]]

[Yuanshi Tianzun, congratulations on completing a main task and is settling rewards for you...]....]

[Get items/props: Town corpse (can be viewed in the item bar).].]

[Gain experience: 15%]]

[The item bar has been unlocked.].]

[You will get 36 hours of rest, and the next time the 0079th spiritual environment is turned on: 35:59:40.].]

The scenery in the main hall is twisted like the water wrinkled by the wind.

When the picture was clear again, Zhang Yuanqing saw the bright energy-saving lamp, saw the spacious big bed, saw the desk, saw the ps5 game machine, saw the open window, the wind blew in, and the curtains shook slightly.

He went back to Earth.

"Back?"

He looked around and made sure that he really came back to the room. His knees were soft and he fell on the soft bed.

Take a deep breath and feel that the air is sweet.

It's really good to live, and the world is really good.

After a few minutes of slowing down, Zhang Yuanqing sat up, pulled down the zipper of the jacket, and found that the body of the town was gone.

Zhang Yuanqing naturally emerged the idea of "picking up goods". The next moment, a fluorescent blue grid appeared in front of him.

There are five grids in total. The first one lying in the grid is just a yellow paper symbol.

It's a wonderful experience. When the item bar is unlocked, this function seems to be his instinct. He doesn't need to learn it and naturally knows how to open the item bar.

"In addition to the town corpse, I also gained 15% experience value, but the grade is still zero, which means that I have not become a night wandering God, and I am still an ordinary person."

"I almost died inside after three hours of survival. How to do the second task? Is this the s-level difficulty...."

Zhang Yuanqing thought more and more desperate, feeling that he was cheated by the soldier brother.

This broken card can really change life, but it is really difficult to control.

He is very self-aware. He is just a college student who has never killed a chicken. In the following second task, it is difficult to survive on his own.

As a good socialist youth with roots and seedlings, we must rely on the country and the government at this time.

So he took the phone and planned to dial his cousin's number. When his finger touched the screen of the phone, he suddenly stopped.

Because Zhang Yuanqing thought that he might have a better choice.

Immediately turn over and get out of bed, find the business card left by the man with big back in the drawer of the desk.

The name and contact information are written on the business card.

What happened tonight reminded him of brother Bing's bizarre disappearance. If he didn't come out alive, he would also be strangely missing.

To be sure, brother Bing had been exposed to the so-called spiritual realm for a long time, so his disappearance might have entered a certain spiritual realm?

According to this idea, the investigators of the security department are credible.

There is another reason why he chose to contact the man with the big back, that is, the other party said that he might also disappear, which was implying that he would enter the spiritual realm.

Combined with my cousin's ignorance, Zhang Yuanqing had reason to infer that the three were special personnel specialized in handling similar incidents.

After thinking clearly, Zhang Yuanqing dialed the other party's mobile phone according to the number on the business card.

Toot's voice rang for a few seconds, and the opposite was connected to the phone. A deep voice of a mature male asked:

"Who?"