Chapter 387： 387 Secret Up

Chapter 387 Chapter 387 Secret

In Wushan Mansion.

Zhang Rongfang walked in the direction of the sound at a leisurely pace.

Walk through the neighborhood, through large tracts of deserted residential houses.

Then came to a white two-story building that seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.

The buildings here seem to have a special style.

Between the floors, in the middle, there is a fence that is like a crescent moon.

There is a censer taller than a person on the top of the building, and densely packed black birds are standing on the censer.

The eyeballs of these flying birds are all blood red, which is a bit weird. They stood together without making a sound, like sesame seeds scattered all over the ground.

"Come"

The voice came from this building.

Zhang Rongfang looked up at the house number outside the building.

On the right side of the entrance, there is a hanging iron plate, on which a dark blue solid-color butterfly is fixed with iron nails.

The following is written in spiritual script: Desire.

"Here." Zhang Rongfang took a deep breath, and suddenly his eyes became clear again.

He felt cold all over, feeling that the temperature around him was not the temperature of the whole Wushan Mansion at all.

He clearly remembered that when he was at home before, the temperature was only 30 degrees at most, but at this moment

The temperature here can actually make him feel cold.

He took a step back, completely unaware when and how did he get here?

He didn't remember that there was such a house next to his house.

He obviously felt that when he just went out, his pace was not fast, but now.

Zhang Rongfang took two steps back and looked left and right.

The two sides of this house of wishes are shrouded in white mist.

Only from a distance, you can vaguely see the same house structure on both sides.

"Here." Zhang Rongfang felt a little uneasy.

Immediately close and open eyes quickly.

The expected attribute bar suddenly appeared.

What made him tremble was.

In the property bar, the intuitive warning that had been silent for a long time reappeared.

'Intuitive alert: something is approaching. Approaching'

The entire warning content is not much, but the handwriting has turned completely blood red, as if it may bleed at any time.

'I'm in trouble' Zhang Rongfang's heart quickly stabilized.

If he had known earlier that improving his writing skills would increase his perception acuity and directly expose him to such troubles, he might not have improved so much so early.

But it’s too late to regret now

Since Master Yue's requirement for consummating the gods from the very beginning, it means that there must be something special about this realm.

‘Is it a human or a ghost! Then check it out! '

Zhang Rongfang raised his head, slowly put his hands on the courtyard door of the building, and pushed gently.

creak

The metal courtyard door was slowly pushed open and slid towards both sides, like black hollow wings that opened.

Zhang Rongfang strode into the courtyard.

The courtyard was empty, with no decorations.

It's just that there are all kinds of dead butterflies everywhere on the ground.

These butterflies are all one color—blue.

Clear blue like the sky.

creak.

The front door of the building was also unlocked, and was gently pushed open by Zhang Rongfang.

Inside is a large misty white spider web.

The thick spider web was like a white gauze, almost covering and drowning the entire hall.

Through the gaps in the spider webs, Zhang Rongfang could vaguely see a woman in a white skirt standing at the bottom of the wooden stairs.

She was wearing a palace dress with a thin waist, her hands folded on her abdomen, her face was as white as pink, and she was smiling.

The jet-black long hair is neatly combed and bound, giving people a dignified and elegant temperament.

Through layers of spider webs, the woman smiled at Zhang Rongfang from afar.

"Come"

She opened her mouth slightly and made a sound.

Hee hee hee.

Suddenly, a slight chuckle passed behind Zhang Rongfang.

He looked back sharply.

Nothing behind.

Then he turned his head quickly, and looked in the direction of the woman again.

There is nothing left on the wooden ladder.

Zhang Rongfang took a deep breath, picked up a broken chair leg from the ground beside him, knocked off the cobwebs, and moved forward.

There is also a large piece of white ash on the spider web, which slowly diffuses and flutters with the waving anti-air current.

The air also became foggy.

Soon, he came to the wooden ladder and looked up.

The woman was at the stairway on the second floor, with her back to him, walking towards the depths of the second floor step by step.

Zhang Rongfang quickly went upstairs, and in a blink of an eye, turned over and caught up.

In the small hall on the second floor, clocks with constantly rotating hands were placed on the ground.

These desk clocks look as if they have been around for many years, the whole body is black and brown, and with the rotation of the hands, there will be rusty sounds from time to time.

The woman in the white skirt stood at the deepest part of the clock, leaning against the window, smiling at him from afar.

"Come"

She made a soft sound.

"Who are you!?" Zhang Rongfang didn't come closer.

It's not that he doesn't want to.

Rather, he felt something was wrong.

At this time, the intuitive warning on the attribute bar has turned into a dark blood color that is about to freeze.

The handwriting is still the same line of handwriting, which has not changed, but the creepy breath makes Zhang Rongfang's whole body colder and colder.

"Come" the woman smiled at him again.

"What do you want to bring me here?" Zhang Rongfang asked again.

He believed that the other party would not lead him here for no reason.

"Aren't you coming?" The woman's words finally changed.

"What purpose do you have!? Where is this place?" Zhang Rong was sinking, staring at him.

"You don't come here."

"Then I'll come over!"

Suddenly, the female voice sounded from behind Zhang Rongfang.

The woman in the white dress in his field of vision disappeared instantly, but behind him, there was a sudden chill that made one's hair stand on end.

Without even thinking about it, Zhang Rongfang slapped him back with his backhand.

Just didn't wait for him to hit something.

Pieces of hazy white spider webs fell from above overwhelmingly, completely enveloping him.

A strong sense of drowsiness came to him.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Zhang Rongfang immediately raised the blood lotus on his back, blooming and spreading.

The violent energy and blood burned and boiled in his body like a flame.

At the same time, it seemed to be accompanied by some kind of deep beast-like roar.

Countless spider webs were broken and scattered.

Zhang Rongfang's vision suddenly became clear.

His pupils trembled suddenly, and his head kept turning and shaking like a vortex, and the deep dizziness quickly subsided.

Everything around began to return to clarity. From blur, slowly zoom in, and then clear.

"This is me!?"

When he saw everything clearly, Zhang Rongfang was shocked.

At this time, he was not in any small building at all, but was still sitting cross-legged in his own home.

There were no cobwebs around, just a ray of sunlight coming in from the window, falling on him.

Zhang Rongfang blinked, and quickly looked at the intuitive warning in the property bar.

‘Intuitive warning: the danger has been eliminated, and some unknown existence has left. '

"Sure enough!"

Zhang Rongfang was startled.

If you are an ordinary person, you may think that it was just a dream, a hallucination.

If he didn't have the attribute bar ability, he might just think it was a dream.

but now.

Intuitive warning clearly told him that it was not a dream just now.

Standing up, Zhang Rongfang looked around to make sure that he was indeed still at home.

Not even much time passed around.

It's still similar to his previous entry.

And the little tennis ball in his mind was no longer active at this time.

"Sure enough. From the beginning of the realm of refining gods, you will come into contact with all kinds of things beyond common sense. Spirit generals are really different from ordinary people."

Standing up, Zhang Rongfang stretched his legs, and was about to go out to investigate, to see if the small building he saw just now existed, and whether it existed in this Wushan Mansion.

It was only when he got up that he was suddenly taken aback and turned his head quickly.

"This. I clearly remember that it has been stored?"

He looked at the statue of the blood **** behind him, feeling startled and uncertain.

The statue was placed right behind him at this time, looking at him kindly.

And on the ground in front of it, there is a little bit of extremely fine, almost invisible white ash.

Zhang Rongfang looked at the white ash in silence, paused, and carefully observed the statue of the blood god.

No abnormalities were found.

Then, he approached, stretched out his hand, lightly dipped the white ash on his fingertips, and picked it up to check.

In the ashes, there was a faint smell of the cobweb that he encountered in the small building just now.

"Is it possible"

Zhang Rong's face is cloudy and cloudy.

He got up quickly, went out, and headed for Qing Su's side.

In Wushan Mansion, he has plenty of manpower, so he just happened to investigate the origin of the woman in the white skirt he saw just now.

Regardless of the abnormality of the blood **** statue or the reminder in the attribute bar, he was clearly told.

It was not a dream just now!

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Ding Yu faintly woke up from his lethargy.

He remembered that he was fascinated by others before.

And those few people who confused him seemed to be natives of Dan Province.

He was groggy, feeling as if his head had been hit hard by some heavy object, and the pain in the back of his head was unbearable.

Opened his eyes, he was lying in a dry haystack, this is the firewood house where the haystacks are stacked.

The dim sunlight outside shone through the mist and fell on the ground at his feet.

There was a smell of cow dung in the air.

There is a subtle girl's laughter coming from afar outside the door.

They spoke in a dialect they didn't understand at all, and they seemed to be joking, very happy.

Ding Yu raised his hand and looked at his wrist. There are several layers **** with thick hemp rope.

These layers of rope may be very powerful for ordinary warriors, and they cannot break free.

But that's about it for him.

It's just that he is weak at this time, and it seems that the effect of the medicine has not completely passed. Can't work hard.

creak.

The firewood room door opened.

A white-skinned woman wearing a dark blue round hat walked in the door with a smile.

"Are you awake? Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?" The woman looked at Ding Yu with her watery eyes open.

"Who are you? Why did you drug me?" Ding Yu said in a deep voice.

"My name is Xiaojing, and my family is short of a strong man. I want to have a son. You look so strong, and you will definitely give birth to a very good son." The woman answered seriously.

"." Ding Yu was stunned, "You catch anyone on the road and dare to bring them back to have a son??"

"Why not? You are my property now, and everyone in this village already knows about it. You can't escape." Xiaojing said with a smile.

(end of this chapter)