Refuse to spoil!The milk bag is the most curly working child in Xuanmen

Chapter 34 34. Illusion
"Dong dong dong."

"Dong dong dong."

"Dong dong dong."

The ghosts outside the door kept knocking on the door, Shen Zhuoran had nothing to say, so he just kept silent, pressed his shoulder against the door, and wouldn't open it if he was beaten to death.

He didn't know how long he could drag it on, but a little while is a little while -- Master Su Su, hurry up!
After "Song Zhiming" knocked on the door three times, he stopped knocking.

Shen Zhuoran lay on the door and squatted down quietly.

The night light was dimly lit in the crack of the door.

The orange bar sneakers took a few steps back, and then a soft flesh-colored thing fell down.

Shen Zhuoran pressed his face into the crack of the door and carefully looked at what the thing was.

It looks like... human skin?
This fact made him shudder, but even more terrifying was yet to come.

A mass of thick black air also fell and drilled into the crack of the door.

Immediately about to collide, Shen Zhuoran quickly stood up and took a few steps back.

"Ula..."

A large amount of black air emerged from the crack of the door, slowly forming a face with a pointed mouth in the air.

Scarlet light emerged from the two black holes on his face.

The ghost got in through the crack of the door!

Shen Zhuoran turned around and ran without thinking.

But the toilet is only so big.

"Whoosh - Ulla -"

Shen Zhuoran heard the sound of breaking wind coming from behind him, followed by the screaming of Li Gui.

"Snapped--"

A cloud of black air shot straight from behind and drilled straight into Shen Zhuoran's body.

He only felt a coldness spread throughout his body, a long buzzing sound in his mind, and the darkness of drowning like a tide surged up.

……

"Buzzing—"

In front of him is a dark wasteland, surrounded by vicious faces of ghosts.

Shen Zhuoran took a few steps back in astonishment, only to realize that there was a thin layer of golden light around him.

The golden light firmly protected him, and he could only hear the "bang" sound of the Specter hitting it.

This... what's going on here.

Shen Zhuoran was a little confused.

The golden light glowed faintly in the deep night, and for a long time, a bunch of golden threads extended from the soles of Shen Zhuoran's feet to the horizon.

Want to... follow it?
Shen Zhuoran was a little overwhelmed, but he took a step forward.

The golden thread was long, and every time he took a step, the golden thread became a little brighter.

I don't know how long it took, but it finally came to an end.

There was a dilapidated ancestral hall in front of him, Shen Zhuoran rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

I saw that on the simple plaque, it was written: "Shen Temple"

Is it their ancestral hall?
Looking closely, the carved patterns on the corners of the eaves and the ridges are indeed exactly the same as their ancestral halls.

But it's too shabby.

The sculpture beside the shrine was broken in half, the four large pillars were stained with blood, the gate was only half left, and the tablets inside were silent in the darkness.

Shen Zhuoran walked into the temple, and a few ghostly lights lit up from both sides, reflecting the overlapping shadows in the temple.

With this bean-sized light, he saw... a dense array of tablets.

Impossible, there are not so many tablets in their ancestral hall!

Shen Zhuoran was shocked and looked from left to right in disbelief.

Grandfather Shen Chengjiang, father Shen Nan, uncle Shen Qiu, uncle Shen Li...

The whole family was there, except him.

It's just that the tablets are for the deceased, but grandfather, father and uncles are all alive!
Shen Zhuoran couldn't understand what was going on.

"Buzz-"

The light fireflies on both sides generally gathered together, slowly forming a blurred figure.

"Buzz-"

As time passed, the rays of light joined together, and the figures gradually became clearer.

Shen Zhuoran's eyes widened: "Grandpa!"

Unlike his grandfather's usual casual coat, this time he wore a gray Taoist robe with a strange badge pinned to it. At first glance, it looked very solemn.

Shen Zhuoran knew that his old man was a loyal supporter of metaphysics, but he had never seen him wearing a Taoist robe.

At this time, I couldn't help but take a few more glances.

But the grandfather is the grandfather in the end, and his eyes are still the same kind.

His old hand patted Shen Zhuoran's shoulder:
"The seal was wrong. Now is not the time for you to come. Child, it's getting late, go back."

Shen Zhuoran didn't understand the first half of the sentence, but he understood the second half of the sentence. He looked at the darkness outside the temple:
"Grandpa, I... can't find the way back."

Shen Chengjiang looked at it, raised his finger and pointed into the distance: "Your master has come to pick you up, go back with her."

My... master?
Before Shen Zhuoran could understand the meaning, he saw a soft light in the darkness, and a short little paper man jumped out.

Seeing Shen Zhuoran, the little paper man waved at him: "Uncle Shen, I'm here! Susu will take you out!"

Master Su Su's little milk voice sounded like the sound of heaven to him.

Shen Zhuoran ran out almost immediately.

"Master Su Su!"

He was so excited that Master Su Su finally came to save him!
The little paper figurine couldn't run fast, but Shen Zhuoran ran over first.

He held the paper man's hand, but looked back at Shen Ci again.

In the distance, the grandfather in the temple glowed faintly, as if he was smiling.

Half of the door of Shen Temple closed slowly, and the house dissipated like a streamer.

The eyes rolled into darkness again, and only Li Gui's overlapping faces could be seen.

Shen Zhuoran was a little reluctant:
"Master Su Su, what is all this? Is it an illusion?"

The little paper man tilted his head:
"The illusion created by ghosts can't be trusted! The paper figurine won't last long, Uncle Shen, go out with Su Su!"

Shen Zhuoran nodded, the little paper figure held him, and the two walked towards the end of the darkness together.

……

When I woke up, I was in the hospital, and there was a dripping bottle next to me.

Jiang Zhen sat beside him, saw him wake up, and handed him an apple.

"Eat or not?"

Shen Zhuoran opened his mouth to speak, but Jiang Zhen took back the apple and took a bite:
"Not bad, sweet to death!"

Shen Zhuoran was speechless:
"I... why am I here?"

Jiang Zhen raised his eyebrows: "I also want to know why you suddenly fainted in the toilet, and a little girl called me to take you to the hospital."

"Do you know how many beautiful spring nights you have delayed me?"

Jiang Zhen continued to nibble on the apple. Others were handsome, and even nibbling on an apple felt unrestrained.

Of course, Shen Zhuoran only felt that he needed a beating.

He turned his head and looked around, trying to find Master Su Su, but found that his neck was a little stiff.

"Ouch - why does this neck hurt!"

Jiang Zhen rolled his eyes: "You have been lying in this position for several days, and you said that your neck hurts."

Shen Zhuoran wanted to rub his neck with his hands, but he was dripping with one hand, and the other hand was too stiff, not flexible at all.

So he had to ask Jiang Zhen for help: "Brother, rub my neck for me."

Jiang Zhen stood up abruptly:
"What are you doing so close to a big man. The beautiful nurse and sister will be here soon. I'm afraid the young lady will misunderstand."

Shen Zhuoran was shocked: "So horny? You have already hooked up with the nurse sister for the past few days when I was hospitalized?"

　The remaining chapter will be published in the afternoon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)