Panguan

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In the great formation that day, the sea of ​​blood twisted, dyeing the snow-white puppet thread into bright red, and it has not faded since then.

The blessing he promised to go out collided with Wen Shisheng's spiritual appearance, so another door that had never been passed outside Liuhe was born, replacing the original reincarnation path.

The door was silent, dark, soundless and invisible. Later, there was a name, called Wuxiang.

This is something he himself never thought of.

Only in a very occasional moment, he would suddenly feel a tall, thin and lonely shadow walking on a long and endless road.

And he seemed to be leaning against the door on the top of Songyun Mountain, looking at each other from behind.

In this way, I watched twelve reincarnations for a whole thousand years.

Fireworks world

Chapter 111 Going out

Compared with many cities, the area of ​​Ningzhou is not that big. As long as something happens, it will immediately become a gossip, spread from the beginning of the city to the end of the city.

People in Ningzhou also like to talk about the real estate market, where there are new real estate developments, where the rich are concentrated, where the prices are extremely high but no one lives there, etc., they can all find out.

Therefore, in the cognition of old Ningzhou people, Zhangjia Lane in Ningzhou Xihuan is a very special place.

The special thing is that the place name "Zhangjialong" has a long history. According to the records of county and city chronicles in the museum, it can be traced back more than 900 years.

More than 900 years ago, a large family lived in that area, all surnamed Zhang. I don't know exactly what to do for a living, I only know that the population is prosperous, the family rules are strict, and they are very rich. The family sometimes gave alms in the city and had close contacts with the government, hence the place name "Zhangjia Nong".

This is nothing surprising, after all, many place names are related to surnames.

But more than 900 years have passed, and Ningzhou has been turned upside down. The Xihuan area has experienced the transformation of Chengguan into Liangzhu, into wilderness, and then to villages, development zones, and business circles.

Under normal circumstances, the people there should have changed 800 rounds long ago. But the truth is not...

Twenty years ago, the developer contracted the Zhangjialong land to build a Chinese-style house. Because the price was outrageous, it was once a hot topic in Ningzhou's real estate market. It is said that the location, the supporting facilities, and the price are all ghosts if they can be sold.

It turned out to be hell.

Once the Chinese-style house was completed, people lived in it, and what's more, the residents were all surnamed Zhang. A person familiar with the matter said that Zhangjialong has never been changed, and the same family has always lived there for more than 900 years.

So there are two more rumors in Ningzhou.

One way of saying is that the Zhang family never forgets their origins and has always guarded their ancestral roots, which is why the Zhang family has a great career.

The other is more mysterious, saying that Zhangjialong has always been an evil place, and it is easy to get lost inexplicably, and it is easy to hear strange sounds and see strange scenes.

It is said that someone once made a fortune-telling calculation. According to the divination, the location of Zhangjia Nong is extremely ominous. It should be a tomb, even darker than a mass grave.

But more people say that it is "close to mountains and rivers", and it is a treasure land with excellent geomantic omen. People have lived here for hundreds of years, so how could it not last long.

There are different opinions, and there are different opinions. Those are old sayings more than ten years ago, and the younger generation has hardly heard of them. It was not until the past two days that Zhangjia Nong was mentioned again.

The reason is that two days ago, a person with the ID "Longtenghuyue" posted a post in Ningzhou's "Local Chat" Minsheng Forum, saying that he was a taxi driver and had a very bizarre dream...

Dreamed that he finished the last order in the middle of the night and returned to Xihuan to pick up a car, but when he drove near Zhangjia Lane, the car broke down and broke down. When he got out of the car for maintenance, he suddenly heard a loud noise in the Chinese-style house.

It's like the house is falling down.

He was startled by the movement and couldn't help it, so he wanted to go and have a look, but he lost his way while walking. The most terrible thing was that his mobile phone had no network or signal, and he couldn't even use a map.

When he was finally able to connect to the Internet intermittently, he had already detoured into the wild woods behind Zhangjia Lane.

The wild forest was unexpectedly large, so big that he suspected that there was something wrong with the map on his mobile phone.

Just when he turned on the real scene navigation and wanted to go out, there was a sudden fog in the woods.

The fog was also strange, as if something was broken and flowed out of it, and there was a rusty smell of decay.

He was curious and couldn't help but walked a few steps towards the foggy place. Then he saw the scene that made his hair stand on end——

He saw a large scorched wasteland that shouldn't exist. In the middle of the wasteland were intertwined dead trees, and there seemed to be a person lying in it. Her hair was extremely long and her clothes were extremely red, looming in the thick fog.

At that time, he was so frightened that he couldn't breathe, he slid down holding the tree trunk, and collapsed on the ground.

Then, he saw shadows in the mist again, and many "people" appeared out of thin air, and they ran towards the man in red one after another. I don't know if it was because those people were running fast or because the fog was too thick.

To him, they seemed to be floating and teleporting past.

Then, he heard crying. The cry was hoarse and mournful, and it sent him away with a single chorus—he passed out on the spot.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying on the bed, and the alarm clock on the phone on the bed was ringing, and the time was 7:30 in the morning. Next to him is his wife who is about to get up.

He clutched his phone in a daze for a long time, and asked his wife, "Did I come back last night?"

His wife was full of question marks.