Lord, I'm floating

Chapter 1 It would be nice to meet a living person

"I'm stupid, really."

Chen Mou, who was curled up in the corner of the ruined wall, tightened the dirty and relic-grade sackcloth wrapped around his body, muttering in his mouth.

On the left and right, within reach, are the rusted machetes, hunting forks and bamboo tubes he picked up from the forest. In front of it is a stone stove built with eight sides, and a bonfire is lit.

The damp firewood smoke was heavy, and it rolled around in the wind, making his eyes sore.

He has been trapped in this strange forest where the mist never disperses for several days, as if he has been hit by a ghost, and he returns here every time he walks around.

He glanced at the mottled ancient jade in his hand that looked like a stone with his unrequited eyes.

He hated his curiosity to pick up big leaks.

The society-animals are well-behaved, but I was going to go to an antique stall on a rare holiday, and I fell in love with this ancient jade named "Cangbi", which the stall owner boasted that it was a ritual vessel of the Shang and Zhou Dynasties. Buy it at two thousand oceans.

In the evening, I bathe and burn incense alone, full of sense of ritual, appreciate the eye-catching Cangbi ritual vessel under the soft light, just take a nap, and stumble into this ghostly place that is called every day and the earth is not working.

He was still wearing pajamas, pajamas, pajamas, and shoes, and he didn't bring his mobile phone! Hundan!

The bizarre experience made him seriously suspect that he had time-traveled, and the culprit could only be the Cangbi Ritual Artifact.

I don't know how big the forest is right now.

Frightened and anxious, he dragged his night shoes and looked for a way out in the fog like a headless fly. He slipped and fell countless times, and his pajamas and pajamas were caught by branches and thorns and turned into a beggar's outfit. He was in a mess and covered in mud.

Until he found a lot of dead human bones in the depths of the woods, and the corpse of a man who was not completely decomposed and stripped. The nausea and terror that frightened his adrenal glands soared almost made him spit out his overnight meal.

Living in a stable society and growing up under the red flag, how often has he seen the tragic scene of dust returning to dust in the original ecology.

The old-fashioned rags he was wearing to keep warm were hanging on the branches like spirit streamers calling for spirits. He was so cold that he couldn't bear it, so he took them off and just wore them. He didn't care about any bad luck, and it scared him Never dare to wander around again.

Hatchets with rotten wooden handles, hunting forks and bamboo tubes were all picked up, as well as scythes, flints, copper coins wrapped in oiled paper, etc.

Even without the professional archaeological knowledge he learned in school, he can easily judge that these items do not belong to his era. The few copper coins are in good condition and well cast, unlike any other dynasty copper coins he knows, with complicated positive inscriptions on the front It is comparable to seal characters, but it is a pity that he is blind and doesn't know a single word.

"Curiosity killed the cat...God, give me one more chance, send me back, I will burn incense and offer three sacrifices to you, worship sooner or later, it's time for you."

Chen Mou wrapped his clothes tightly, held up Gu Yu's illness and rushed to the doctor, and howled a few words into the sky.

Idle is idle, what if I can listen to Datian?

Except for the crackling sound of the firewood, there was no sound everywhere, God had no time to pay attention to him, and Gu Yu didn't respond.

This place is as quiet as a dead land, the trees are dense and lush, not to mention wild animals, not even a bird.

Fortunately, there is a pool of water under the slope on the left side of the dilapidated building, which can be regarded as an endless road. The rotted leaves on the edge of the pool are fertile and thick with weeds that have accumulated over many years. He used a hunting fork to pry it out from the ground. Some rhizomes like yam eggs were beaten with scythes and flints, the hemp thread from the cuffs of the torn clothes was removed and a fire was made, oil paper and dead branches were ignited, and the dug-out roots were roasted to satisfy their hunger and barely died of starvation.

Taking stock of his short 24-year life in the past two days, it seems that he has never done any evil detestable things since he was a child.

Staring at the burning flames where the wet smoke had dissipated, Chen Mou suddenly heard a movement in the distance.

He reacted belatedly, got up suddenly, jumped out of the corner at an unprecedented speed, returned to grab the hunting fork on the ground, ran out again, and faintly heard another rumbling sound, excited in his heart, and shouted:

"Is anyone there? Is anyone there?"

As long as he can get out of this forest, even if it is a robber, he will follow.

He couldn't distinguish the direction of the sound, and shouted hoarsely in all directions.

The white mist was boundless, and no one in the woods responded to him.

Chen Mou screamed for a while, poked the hunting fork on the ground in disappointment, and listened carefully.

He was thinking about the feasibility of burning a whole big tree with firewood in a humid environment without endangering himself... There was nothing he dared not do when he was in a hurry.

A bright light flickered from the mist, attracting Chen Mou's attention.

What the hell?
Are there still fireflies in broad daylight?
Chen Mou looked at the light that changed direction and swooped in an arc. Suddenly, his scalp tingled and his back felt chilly. He had a creepy feeling of being stared at by a beast, and subconsciously swung his left hand to drive him away.

The bright light quickly turned to the side, dodging his palm ahead of time, and hit between his eyes.

Close at hand, Chen Mou suddenly found that there was a distorted and blurred face hidden in the bright light that spread to the size of a cup, and those light and shadow eyes were full of bloodthirsty cruel indifference.

Ruined.

There are ghosts in this forest.

He froze in place, his mind was almost blank, and things were getting more and more beyond his cognition.

The face of the blurry light and shadow came, and before it touched Chen Mou's forehead, "咻", pulled by an invisible force at an extremely fast speed, turned into a light spot, and suddenly sucked in the ancient Cangbi jade held in Chen Mou's hand.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

The sense of fear covering his whole body disappeared without a trace, and the sudden cry scared Chen Mou almost to throw Cangbi away. He was stunned for a moment, touched his intact forehead, and hurriedly lifted Cangbi to his eyes for a closer look.

He just witnessed "ghost face" being taken away by Cang Bi, perhaps "eating" is more accurate.

On the mottled jade surface, there was a cloud-like gleam that shimmered, and soon returned to an inconspicuous appearance.

"The sacrificial utensils of the Shang and Zhou dynasties... really picked up a big leak. I don't know if this luck is caused by bad luck, or good luck..."

Chen Mou was filled with sorrow and joy, and it was the first time in his life that he missed something.

The mood was complicated and inexplicable, and he was about to make a mistake.

Walking on the edge of life and death once, it was Cangbi who saved his life, and it was Cangbi who brought him to this strange and haunted place, and Cangbi was the one who succeeded...Ah bah, I have to find a way to study Cangbi, Send him back again.

He was fed up with fear and the lonely days of surviving in the wilderness.

It's useless to beg God, I've been begging countless times in different ways these days, and I still have to rely on myself.

There was a warm and cold breath on the surface of Cangbi ancient jade that entered the palm of his left hand. It came out of nowhere, and before he could react, the anomaly disappeared. Chen Mou observed Cangbi and his palm in doubt.

"Don't make trouble anymore, my little heart is trembling with fright..."

Chen Mou muttered to discuss with Cang Bi, the matter of gods and ghosts drove him almost crazy.

Suddenly he heard a shout that he couldn't understand from behind, it was frightening to death, not only his heart trembled, but both legs trembled.

Whether it's a human or a ghost, can't you come to say hello in front of him?

So impolite.

Holding the life-saving ancient jade tightly, and turning his stiff body with a stiff neck, he seemed to hear the slight "click" like rusty sound from the bones, and looked up to see the remnant wall more than ten meters away, standing in the thin mist An old man with a gray beard wearing a simple green robe, with slender eyes and a clear appearance, the gossip and Tai Chi pattern embroidered on the left cuff, and the unique hair bun Taoist scarf, highlighting the old man's identity as a Taoist priest.

The old Taoist held a long sword with cold light flowing upside down in his right hand, his gaze was like lightning, condescending as if he wanted to see through him.

Chen Mou realized that the ghost who wanted to kill him was chased and killed by the old Taoist, and he had nowhere to go.

His heart stopped panicking all of a sudden, the old man's face was ruddy, he was full of energy, and he didn't look like a ghost.

It's good to meet a living person.

He forgave the old man's impoliteness from the bottom of his heart.

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