I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery.

"Lucky player, you have triggered the terrifying scene: Dahong Chinese Medicine Shop trial mission."

"Dahong Chinese Medicine Store: There are medicines for human diseases, but what about ghost diseases."

"Screaming index: five stars."

"Task requirement: Enter the world of consciousness and survive for thirty days."

"Task tip: What he knows, he has always known."

The moment he touched the tombstone, Tang Long felt his consciousness being pulled away uncontrollably. But at the critical moment, the barking of a vicious dog suddenly sounded in his ears, making him wake up.

At this time, he had the opportunity to pull away and leave, but the requirements of the black phone made it very clear. If he wanted to unlock Dahong Chinese Medicine Shop, he had to go to the conscious world, and his survival time was... thirty days.

If Yang Jian was not protected by Tong Tiandi, he would not be able to survive even three days in the conscious world of Baishui Town. Would his thirty days be a bit exaggerated?

But the supernatural power didn't give him a chance to hesitate at all. The chance to move his hand was fleeting. Before Tang Long had time to think about whether to ask Shen Lin for help, his vision went dark and he completely lost consciousness.

……

"Hey, why did you stop suddenly? Hey!"

In a daze, Tang Long heard a slightly angry and impatient voice coming from behind him. Although he was much younger, he recognized the voice immediately.

"Zhang Youhong?"

He turned around and saw that standing behind him was Zhang Youhong, who was young, probably only in her early twenties. She looked impatient and arrogant at this time. Although her face was still beautiful, she had begun to wear the red color on her body. Cheongsam.

"Am I going back in time a lot? Yang Jian went back three years ago, and I am back to the Republic of China?" Tang Long's expression changed a little.

Seeing that he seemed to be sluggish, Zhang Youhong became even more annoyed: "You little boy, what on earth are you..."

"Don't be rude." At this time, another calm voice sounded, "The reason why he stopped is simple... Hasn't Dahong already arrived?"

Tang Long was even more surprised. He turned his head slightly. Standing next to Zhang Youhong was the young Dongtian Emperor. His handsome face was calm and kind: "Please ask Mr. Zhang to come out."

"What time period have I come to? Even the Dongtian Emperor is so young. Where is Chen Ge..."

Tang Long's mind was a little messy for a while, but he knew that he must not show any flaws, because in this unique world of consciousness, outsiders are quite repelled, and if you disagree, you will be the enemy of the whole world, and if you If he fights back, it will only cause more and more disasters. In the end, Yang Jian was almost jointly attacked by the Seven Elders, and on Tang Long's side, the Seven Elders brushed him on his face at first.

Of course, he is the Qi Lao when he was young, but being young does not mean he is incompetent. Zhang Youhong put on the red cheongsam, which means that at this time, the Dongtian Emperor has solved his mother. Her mother is the gathering of ghost lakes and ghosts. The terrifying old ghost from the Qing Dynasty who was worse than one person, in reality, Tang Long could not stand up to him.

But such an old ghost from the Qing Dynasty was directly imprisoned by Emperor Dongtian. Although Meng Xiaodong and Zhang Youhong were nearby at the time, Zhang Youhong was still an ordinary person at the time. Meng Xiaodong only played as a support, and the main force was definitely Zhang Dong.

If we use that incident as a reference, we can at least have an idea of ​​Zhang Dong's strength at this time. Even if he has not reached the final level of Emperor of Heaven, he is definitely not something he can fight against.

Tang Long glanced around and saw the young Meng Xiaodong following behind, and knew that he couldn't afford to offend this lineup unless... he could also call Zhou Zheng in this world.

However, the shadows showed no response, and the real Li Qingzhi and Zhang Youhong did not respond to their calls. Although Zhou Zheng still had the ability to summon by name, he would probably not show up.

Because this is the world of consciousness, in theory the only thing that can respond to your call should be ghost dreams.

But his goal is to survive, and there is no reason to start a confrontation. It is best to deal with the group of people in front of him first, and then find a place to hide. After thirty days, the mission of the black mobile phone will be completed.

Just as Tang Long was thinking this, there was a "squeaking" sound of the door opening behind him, and a majestic and gentle voice rang out.

"Bo Hua, the patients are already at the door, why don't you open the door?"

"Wait a minute, these words are not meant for me." Tang Long was startled and suddenly had a bad premonition.

He turned around and saw a middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples, a few wrinkles on his forehead, and an old-fashioned magic mirror on his nose, standing behind the door. Above the door was the person he had just touched. That signboard.

"Da Hong!"

"Thank you, sir." Zhang Dong nodded slightly and led Meng Xiaodong and Zhang Youhong into the room one after another.

"Bo Hua, what are you still doing?" The middle-aged man waved to Tang Long, "Come back quickly, there is still a lot of work to do."

"Come right now." Tang Long hurriedly replied. The ominous premonition in his heart had reached an extreme level. He tentatively used his supernatural power, and the result...

Not to mention ghosts, ghost lakes, ghost fires and other supernatural beings, even the natural abilities such as ghost pupils have disappeared without a trace. Looking down, I saw that I was not wearing Wugui clothes, but a somewhat old Chinese tunic suit. I followed the middle-aged man into the drug store and all the way to the counter where the shopkeeper asked for consultation.

On the counter, there is a copper mirror that is quite old and can almost be regarded as an antique.

Tang Long shook his head in front of the mirror, and what was reflected in it was indeed not his own shadow, but a young man who was also in his early twenties.

Although the face was not as wrinkled as it was later, and the eyes were not blind, he still recognized it at a glance.

This is Zhang Bohua's face...

In other words, after Tang Long's consciousness entered this space, he did not show his own appearance and supernatural powers, but turned into the appearance of Zhang Bohua!

In terms of belonging in time-travel novels, this is considered soul-traveling. The body and identity belong to others, but the soul is one's own.

The real task given by the black mobile phone is to survive for thirty days using Zhang Bohua's identity. This requirement can be said to have advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is that I won't be too confused. I can just stay in Dahong Chinese Medicine Store for the past thirty days. If I go out and run around rashly, people in Taiping Ancient Town will find out the flaw and suspect that Zhang Bohua has been invaded by some kind of consciousness. If a fierce ghost attacks you, you will be in dire straits.

The disadvantage is... Dahong Chinese Medicine Shop is already very dangerous. I have just cleared the ruins of the medicine shop. Not to mention anything else, just the medicine cabinets around me...

Tang Long fearfully avoided the medicine cabinets with red labels, fearing that he would get ghost blood. You must know that Zhang Bohua now has no supernatural powers at all.

At this time, the middle-aged man wearing sunglasses, Zhang Chongqing, had already started chatting with Zhang Dong. He looked like he was in his fifties or sixties, but he had a good conversation with Zhang Dong, who was at most in his early thirties.

"So that's it, is it because the resurgence of the evil ghost in your sister can't be suppressed anymore?" Zhang Zhongqing looked at Zhang Youhong carefully, then suddenly stretched out his fingers to press the other person's wrist.

Zhang Youhong frowned and dodged to the side, obviously not wanting others to touch her body. However, when her palm hit the counter, there was a sound of solid wood hitting it.

"So that's it." Zhang Chongqing showed a clear look on his face, "This is the puppet that the big shopkeeper sold back then. Seventy-eight percent of her entire body should have turned into wood now."

"That's right." It was Meng Xiaodong who spoke this time. No matter what Zhang Dong said, there was no way he could help Zhang Youhong check up. She must have done it for her.

"Cheongsam, high heels..." Zhang Chongqing said, his nose twitching twice, "There are also ghosts that only emit fragrance. These alone cannot achieve a balance with the puppets."

"But if your mother had been prepared, she would have found a way to coexist."

"I would rather die if I lived in that way." Zhang Youhong said bitterly.

"Yes, my mother's method is to completely transform her into a puppet, and then use ghost makeup to paint her face to maintain consciousness. Because of the special nature of the puppet and the supernatural power of the ghost makeup, she can completely change her appearance by infinite makeup. There is no need to worry about the resurgence of the evil ghost anymore.”

Zhang Dong nodded helplessly, then came over and whispered a few words in Zhang Chongqing's ear.

Tang Long knew that what he said must be Zhang Youhong's request. If she really survived according to the method left by Zhang's mother, Zhang Youhong would have no chance of living another life. She must have a way to at least preserve her living body. .

"So that's it." After listening to Zhang Dong's words, Zhang Chongqing smiled and said, "It's not a difficult task, but it's just a bit time-consuming. She has to stay with me for about a month."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you, sister-in-law." After Zhang Dong said that, he didn't hold back at all and walked away. It seemed that he was busy dealing with supernatural events.

Zhang Youhong, who was left behind, still looked arrogant and unhappy, but there was uneasiness and panic hidden in her eyes.

"Zhang Youhong, please, please come from the back hall." Zhang Chongqing waved his hand and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I know the big shopkeeper's puppet man fairly well. Nothing accidental will happen. Just live here with peace of mind."

"Who, who is scared?" Zhang Youhong muttered bravely and walked in with her head held high.

"Bo Hua." Zhang Chongqing patted Tang Long's shoulder again, "That little girl's situation is a bit special. I have to spend a lot of time with her. If there are patients in the front office, I will leave it to you."

"I?!"

Tang Long's eyelids twitched wildly on the spot, and his expression was as broken as Ben Bo'er Ba's when he heard Jiutou Cong asked him to get rid of Tang Monk and his disciples.

"You have learned 80% of my medical skills. They are enough to treat these little ailments. If you encounter something you don't understand, just read the medical books."

Zhang Chongqing said confidently: "Bohua, sooner or later you will inherit the name of Dahong. It's a good time to practice your skills now. If you really encounter difficulties, just come to dad again."

After that, he walked towards the back hall, while Tang Long was seriously thinking about something.

"Is it too late for me to call Guimeng over to protect me and escape from Taiping Ancient Town?" (End of Chapter)