C132 The real body woke up

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There was no old man in the little temple, only a frightening mirror. I decided to leave this damned place, so I put the candle on the altar.

When I turned around to leave, I suddenly thought of something that didn't make sense.

That's not right, the Mr. Zhao clearly changed my appearance. I am now in my real body, why am I still me in the mirror?

I took up the candle again and went to the mirror.

I studied the person in the mirror. The person in the mirror was also looking at me. At first, I thought our expressions were the same, but gradually, I felt that something was wrong. There was a hint of apprehension in his eyes, as well as a hint of fear.

That kind of gaze could very well be the gaze from a projection when it saw the real body.

I decided to take a gamble and said majestically, "How did you become like this?"

The moment I said those words, the person in the mirror changed. He probably didn't even notice that his waist was slightly bent.

Then he hesitated and said, "You... Who are you? "

I understood in my heart. Thus, I indifferently said, "I am you. Aren't you me?"

After saying this, the person in the mirror immediately knelt down and bowed to me. It seems that my guess is correct. He is the old man.

I placed my hands behind my back and tightly gripped the dagger. "You can come out."

The old man complied and walked out of the mirror. After he came out, the mirror quickly disappeared, merging with the surrounding walls.

I had been looking for an opportunity to strike, but the old man had been facing me, and I wasn't sure if I could hit him or not. I was going to wait for him to turn his back on me.

So I said, "What's going on? Why were you hiding? "

The old man sighed and said, "Recently, a few very powerful people have come to the small temple. Yes, they weren't that powerful, but they were very difficult to deal with. I've never been to the human world, so I can't take it anymore. "

I snorted.

The old man laughed dryly again, "However, one of them is a bit younger, his name is Hu Chujiu, his body is extremely suitable for possession, and it suits Master very well. If you have this body, you don't need to stay in the painting, you can come walk around in the human world."

After a few words with the old man, I was able to find out the truth about him. Although he was a projection of his real body, he seemed to have been separated for too long, gradually becoming master and servant. The old man was extremely respectful towards his real body, trembling in fear. This point seemed to be of use to me.

So I said with a sneer, "Is Hu Chujiu's body compatible with me, or with you? Do you want to give me my body so that I can walk around in the human world, or do you want to take it for yourself and go far away? "

As soon as these words left his mouth, the elder became extremely terrified. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly while saying that he didn't dare to.

Seeing such an old monster kowtowing and admitting his wrongs to me was truly a great feeling.

I pointed at the entrance of the temple and said, "Go over there and swear to the heavens and the earth."

The elder didn't say a word of rebuttal and immediately kneeled in front of the door. His back was to me.

I took out the dagger and slowly suspended it around his neck. As long as I used my strength, he would definitely die. Right now, he had no way to resist at all.

However, the old man didn't even make a vow as he knelt there. Instead, he said faintly, "Master, didn't your eyes get covered? How can you see anything? "

I said casually, "I tore it off."

The old man said doubtfully, "That's not right, why do I feel like you haven't torn it off yet?"

I thought: this is a rare occurrence. Who would have thought that this old man would be able to sense something like this?

I was about to continue lying when I realized something was wrong. Since he couldn't see with his own eyes, how could the old man see with his own eyes? Unless he wasn't real.

As soon as I thought of this, I felt a chill wind at the back of my head. I quickly tilted to the side and fell to the ground in a very awkward position.

Then, to my horror, I found another old man standing behind me. He had his eyes closed and was waving his fist forward. If I hadn't reacted fast enough, my body would have been penetrated.

The old man didn't hit the target, so he probably guessed that he had missed. Thus, he stopped his hands and stood still on the ground. He only slightly tilted his ears to listen for any movements in his surroundings.

I lay at his feet, my hand over my mouth and nose, afraid to move, afraid to breathe, afraid that he would see me.

At the same time, I was secretly afraid that although this old man had never been to the mortal world, he had quite the scheming mind. I think he guessed what Mr. Zhao and I were planning the moment he was bewitched.

He couldn't see, and he knew it would be hard to kill me. Thus, he intentionally got a fake person to trick me so that the fake person would speak to me. After he confirmed my position, he would kill me with a single punch.

I wiped off the cold sweat on my forehead. I felt that confronting the old me like this isn't the same thing, but after the enchanting medicinal power passes, Mr. Zhao and I will have wasted our efforts.

I thought about it and felt that it would be better to take the initiative. No matter how capable he is, I should be able to deal with him without being able to see.

I slowly sat up, holding the dagger, and approached the old man bit by bit. Just as the dagger was about to touch his body, I suddenly exerted force.

Puff! The dagger stabbed into the third and fourth ribs. The old man screamed and swung his fist at me.

I didn't even care about my dagger as I scrambled to the side.

The old man covered his wound with one hand and stumbled after me. I fled in a sorry state. I made a lot of noise along the way, and the old man's ears were very sensitive, so he chased me the whole way. It seemed that he had to kill me no matter what.

Finally I tripped over a rock and fell to the ground with a thud. The next second, the old man grabbed me by the collar and punched me in the face.

However, before his fist could land on my face, a gush of blood spurted from the wound and splattered all over me. He staggered a few times and then fell to the ground with a thump.

The old man was killed by me. Died in my body. The small temple began to rapidly collapse, and his dream disappeared.

I watched my body lying on the ground, and it began to grow cold, hard, and gray. I'm dying.

I anxiously lay down in my physical body, but it was completely useless. This was just a dream, I had no way to enter my physical body.

I anxiously looked at the sky, but the bell did not appear, nor did the hand. Why hasn't Mr. Zhao saved me from my dreams yet?

Seeing that there were already corpse spots on my body, I panicked and started stomping my feet.

In fact, there was no use being anxious right now. I could only console myself: this body was not real, this was the body of a dream. My body outside is still intact...

After repeating this for a while, I calmed down a bit, but I was still unable to return to reality.

Suddenly, I felt the ground under my feet shake. I looked down in surprise and saw that the ground was cracked, houses had collapsed and floods were flooding in.

I ran to the open space in a panic, thinking: Can I experience an earthquake in my dreams?

As soon as I thought of this, the sky split open. A huge crack appeared in the sky, and then it shattered, turning into countless huge fragments that fell down.

One of them whirled at me, and I screamed, and was slammed to the ground, and everything went dark.

"Eldest Nephew, wake up. Eldest Nephew? " Someone called to me in my ear.

I opened my eyes and saw the Mr. Zhao crouching beside me.

I heaved a sigh of relief. "Am I dreaming?"

The Mr. Zhao smiled and said, "It's not a dream. You killed the old man? "

I replied, "Yes, I did. It really was a narrow escape. Oh right, how did I wake up? "

Mr. Zhao said, "You've used the medicine. You woke up."

I touched my body and found that I had returned to my physical body. Fortunately, my physical body didn't show any signs of death.

Mr. Zhao helped me up. "Let's go. If you kill the old man, your real body will be able to sense it. Once he tears off those two pieces of paper money, he will definitely not let us off. "

I agreed and casually tore off the piece of cloth from my body. Mr. Zhao stopped me and said, "This cloth is useful, you must keep it."

Puzzled, I asked, "What's the use of that?"

Mr. Zhao jumped onto the altar and took out Erhu's soul, then casually said: "When we were hiding from the police in school, do you think I can't tell that there's something wrong with the waste grave? Actually, I already knew that I was going on purpose. "

I covered my eyes. "Mom, you're here again."

Mr. Zhao pulled me and walked out of the temple, and greeted Ma Ke and Teacher Zhou. As we ran, he said, "I heard from ancient head that there are evil spirits in this waste grave. In terms of grievances, he is the strongest. So I thought, "If I don't fall into the tiger's den, I won't let him fall, so I'll think of a way to take off his birthday suit." When we go to Hu Village, doesn't that mean there's an additional layer of protection? "

Mr. Zhao pointed to the rags on my body.

With a bitter face, I replied, "I did gain an extra layer of protection. In the end, I was almost killed in the graveyard."

Mr. Zhao shrugged: "I didn't expect this evil ghost to be so hard to deal with." He turned his head to look at the temple and said with lingering fear, "The real body inside is of great origins. Eldest Nephew, I'm a bit worried that we're in trouble. "

I said to the Mr. Zhao, "Is it worth it to offend such a powerful person just for a piece of rag?"

Before Mr. Zhao could say anything, Ma Ke and Teacher Zhou who were beside them nodded and bowed: "It's worth it. It's worth it. After all, they saved quite a few lives. "

The four of us fled from the temple and out of the village, traveling in darkness for a long time.

I asked Mr. Zhao, "How far more to go?"

Mr. Zhao said, "I don't know either. The kid brought me in. The chaos in the little temple just now, they all ran off. "

Just as I was about to ask Ma Ke if he remembered the road, I suddenly heard a dong sound, as if the whole world had turned into a giant drum and someone had knocked on it.

Then it sounded a few more times, and I suddenly felt as if it were a heartbeat.

Mr. Zhao's face turned a little pale: "My real body has woken up. It seems like it came out."