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Chapter 155: The Secret of Twenty Years Ago


"Those who have hurt you but are still at large, I will help you bring them to justice, and as for this photo, I will return it to you now."

Guo Junjie reached out to take the photo, but unfortunately, his hand began to dissipate before he touched the photo.

With a hint of helplessness on his face, he looked at me and said, "Five years ago, there was a man like you, who had a strange mobile phone in his hand and tried to stop the Buddha's plan, but he failed, and he failed very badly. ” "People like me?"

"That's right, it's because I found that you are strikingly similar that I treat you differently."

"Do you know the man's name?"

He was also a student at Xinhu High School, and it is estimated that there is information about him in the student file.

The Two-Faced Buddha is not something you can deal with alone, and there may be a glimmer of hope in finding him. ” After Guo Junjie finished saying this, his eyes fell on the family photo, his eyes were complicated, he opened his mouth, and finally said nothing, and his body completely dissipated like a flurry of paper.

The black rain stopped, the sky swirled, and the terrifying Xinhu High School laboratory building shattered like a mirror.

When Huang Xue and I opened our eyes again, we saw a lonely and empty city in front of us.

The cigarette at his fingertips has not yet burned out, but there are vicissitudes around him.

"Gone?"

Huang Xue hadn't figured out what had just happened, the situation had changed, and everything had already changed in a flash of lightning.

"Yes, it's all over."

Yuanchen Shensha was completely wiped out, the nightmare was solved, and this was Huang Xue's original dream.

I walked over to Zichou's body, all the talismans on his body were destroyed and could not be used, and after rummaging through them, I only saw an octagonal token.

Zimao was able to break through the dream and escape, and it was because of this treasure that I held it in my hand: "It's very heavy, it shouldn't be made of iron." ” I was about to put it in my pocket, when suddenly a faint light lit up in my palm, and the family photo of Yuanchen Shensha in my hand disappeared, and two vigorous ancient characters appeared on one of the corners of the octagonal token - Yuanchen.

"What's going on?

Why can this octagonal token absorb items related to the gods?

"I watched it repeatedly, and the octagonal should correspond exactly to the eight-character Shensha," is the double-faced Buddha collecting the Shensha just to light up this card?

” I always felt that the token in my hand was not ordinary, but there were too few clues to speculate, so I had to put it away and prepare to ask Liu Blind when I went out.

After searching everywhere and finding no results, I called Huang Xue and began to discuss the next step.

This time, the Netherworld Show released two optional tasks, namely to ensure Huang Xue's survival and to figure out the whereabouts of the ancient painting twenty years ago.

"Now that we've escaped the nightmare, this is your mid-level dream, and if you want to go back to the shallow dream and wake up, you still need to find your memory node."

"I know, follow me, I still remember the approximate location of the old house."

Huang Xue had an expression that I understood what you meant: "But then again, is this really my dream?"

Will there be any more demons and monsters that suddenly pop up?

” She was suspicious, unwilling to get too close to me, but also afraid to go too far from me.

"Don't worry, it's time to wipe it out."

"Should?"

Huang Xue covered her forehead: "You better make sure again, it is estimated that I will not dare to sleep alone in the next few days." ” "You can find someone to accompany you, don't you have a lot of nurses on duty in your Jingying Sanatorium?"

"Don't mention the nurse to me!"

Huang Xue is like a wild cat with fried hair: "I can have nightmares for days when I think of that scene, you know?"

The nurse's head was turned all over at that time, and her neck could stretch so long!

” She waved her hands, her teeth and claws to describe the situation at that time, and I smiled faintly, this kind of energetic conversation was almost never seen in Huang Xue's real life.

Dreams can reflect a person's feelings about the real world, a positive and optimistic person, her dreams will be full of color; And a depressed person, her dreams are like Huang Xue, empty and lonely.

Walking through the city, Huang Xue and I came to a dilapidated residential building in the old city.

"You've ever lived in a place like this?"

The small building in front of me maintains the architectural style of 20 years ago, low and dilapidated, with dark yellow walls, a row of public faucets in the courtyard, and a few bicycles neatly parked underneath.

Huang Xue's reaction to the familiar buildings here was even more exaggerated than mine: "There is really no change at all, exactly the same as 20 years ago." ” Like a child who has not grown up, she runs to the bicycle, rings the bell one by one, and stops at the last bicycle.

"What's wrong?"

I walked over curiously, the car next to Huang Xue was no different, the paint had rubbed off a lot, and the seat was broken.

"This is Huang Boyuan's car."

Huang Xue saw things and thought about people, and many dusty memories came to his heart: "The burden of the family fell on him alone, no matter whether it was cold or hot, he just rode this car around." ” I gently patted her soft shoulder, and this time she didn't dodge: "Let's go, go upstairs and have a look." ” Huang Xue walked in front and ran to the third floor in one go, but when she saw the familiar door, she didn't dare to open it.

"Don't be afraid, it's home."

The door was hidden and unlocked, so I glanced at Huang Xue and slowly opened the door.

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A bitter and strong smell of Chinese medicine came to my nose, the only smell in the hut.

"Anyone?"

Huang Xue and I stood at the door and looked in, and after a while, a gentle and elegant woman came from the back room.

The first time I saw this woman, Huang Xue almost shouted, and I quickly covered her mouth.

Women are knowledgeable and courteous with the gentleness and grace unique to southern girls, and I have also seen this beauty in Huang Lan and Huang Xue.

"What is she going to do?"

The woman holds a painting in her hand, which she burns first with fire and then with scissors, but no matter how much she destroys it, after a while, the painting will always hang on the wall intact.

"Why are you doing this?"

A man's voice suddenly came from the corner of the room, his face was blurred, he was dressed like a monk, and he was not a monk, and there was a double-faced Buddha pendant hanging from his chest.

"Get out of my house!"

The woman pointed at the man and scolded, but the man did not return the mouth, but persuaded bitterly: "You are a rare character among 100,000 people, you are high in Tianyi, and you are destined to bring nobles, you are the fate of the general, why do you have to be so obsessed and ruined in the marriage of this dragon and rabbit?"

” The man's words surprised me, listen to what he meant, Huang Boyuan's life is not a Tianyi noble, his wife Wanjun is the real Tianyi noble!

"Don't say it again, I don't believe in fate, and I can't do such a conscientious thing as killing my husband!"

The woman is holding scissors and has a fierce personality: "Get out of my house!"

You're not welcome here!

” "Don't be in a hurry to answer, you will not live for seven days if you have been poisoned by my death.

And if you don't agree, not only will you die, but your newborn daughter won't live long.

The rosary in the man's hand turned, and he pointed to a lovely baby girl in the room: "Natal Yaoguang, the end of the seven stars, will not live to be fifteen years old." ” He seemed to be confident, and felt that the woman would definitely compromise: "Think about it clearly, as long as you kill Huang Boyuan, dip his blood to leave your name on my picture scroll, and voluntarily carve the life of the noble Tianyi, I will not only ensure your glory and wealth, but also take action to change your daughter's life against the sky!"

” "Get out!

Get lost!

The woman's body was very weak, and after scolding a few times, she coughed violently, and the man wanted to say something, but at this time there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door.

"Who is it?"

I turned my head to see that Huang Boyuan, who was young, walked upstairs with a bag of Chinese medicine and sweating profusely.

He didn't seem to be able to see me and Huang Xue, and passed between us.

"Bo Yuan, why are you back?"

The woman was a little surprised and made a cup of tea for Huang Boyuan: "Has the prescription been sold?"

” Huang Boyuan's face was sunburned by the sun, and he shook his head bitterly: "The other party is a liar, and he is not ready to sell my prescription at all." ” Even the air in the humble hut became solemn and a little oppressive.

"Boyuan, my illness is incurable, save my daughter first."

The woman gently pressed Huang Boyuan's shoulder: "She has just come to this world, and she hasn't seen a trace of beauty yet." ” "Wanjun......"

Huang Boyuan grabbed the woman's hand and put the medicine bag in his hand on the table: "Actually, I'm coming back now to tell you about it." ” He opened the Chinese medicine bag, and inside was chopped medicine residue: "This medicine is to dredge the heart's work, and no one can find anything strange just by looking at the ingredients of the medicine." ” "What do you mean?"

"There is a medicinal herb in the recipe is Huang Xue, Huang Xue and Feng Jiu have the same shape, but the medicinal properties are completely different, I secretly changed Huang Xue, as long as I give this medicine to my daughter to drink, she will leave without a trace of pain, and we will not be ...... by the police" "Smack!"

The sound was so loud that even I gritted my teeth as I stood outside the door.

Huang Boyuan covered his red and swollen side face, and looked at his wife, who had always been gentle as water, with wide eyes: "Wanjun......"

"Huang Boyuan, if you are still a man, don't say this kind of thing again!

She's your own daughter, don't make me look down on you!