Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 122 The deep calculation in memory

Campus is the memory of many people, and of course Yu Zhile is no exception.

The familiar and time-honored jingle of bells rings.

Yu Zhile woke up suddenly, raised his head and looked around blankly.

A piercing whistling sound appeared strangely and headed towards his head.

Yu Zhile narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand to block it, and the sharp weapon pierced his palm. The tip of the knife was only a little bit away from his eyes.

This is a small knife, very sharp. The owner of the knife is a girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, very young, good-looking, much prettier than He Yin'er.

But at this moment, the girl's face was full of ferocity, she stared at Yu Zhile fiercely, and stabbed the knife forward with all her strength.

The confusion lasted only a moment.

Yu Zhile quickly stretched out his other hand, grabbed the girl's hair, grabbed it to the side, and pulled the pierced hand directly from the knife.

A Tang Heng Dao appeared in his hand.

Stab it~!

The girl whose neck was exposed had her neck wiped.

The blood spurted out, in tiny splotches at first, but then it was like a deflated balloon, unable to stop.

The girl seemed a little confused. She didn't seem to expect such a result, and her eyes were full of confusion.

The girl's body was cooling down rapidly, and a middle-aged man holding a rusty sword appeared behind the girl.

It reached out and grabbed the girl, whose expression quickly turned deadly.

The figure of the sword-carrying ghost flickered slightly, but soon returned to normal.

The girl's bleeding stopped, and the wound on her neck slowly healed.

The girl's body began to be filled with supernatural powers.

Its memory was invaded by the sword-carrying ghost.

This girl is turning into something supernatural.

Yu Zhile looked at his palm, blood was flowing backwards, and the wound was slowly recovering.

He looked up and looked around. There were all familiar faces.

They are all his classmates, classmates who belong exclusively to him in his memory.

At this moment, these classmates were staring at him with fear in their eyes. They all had knives in their hands, including the teacher.

Some people had knives dripping with blood.

Students who are lying or lying on their stomachs and twitching in the aisle seats of the classroom.

Blood flowed out from the bodies of these students, staining the table and the ground red.

"You are...Yu Zhile!"

Suddenly, a classmate was stunned for a moment, as if he thought of something, his pupils shrank.

"Yu Zhile?"

An extremely familiar name, the most handsome guy in their class.

He hasn't seen a ghost since the school.

But today they actually saw this grass.

As one person recognized it, the others also recognized it.

Suddenly the atmosphere in the class became strange.

"You...where did you go before?"

The class teacher frowned and looked at Yu Zhile. The class teacher was a female teacher who looked to be in her 30s.

Dress very casually, casual clothes can be worn casually.

At this moment, the teacher who filled Yu Zhile with memories was holding a knife and questioning Yu Zhile.

"Grandma really copied the layout of Huai Village." Yu Zhile sorted out the current situation.

He now entered the same situation as before in Huai Village.

But there are still some differences.

He glanced at the girl next to him who had a lifeless expression and a cold look on her body.

She was about to transform into a supernatural creature, and the road in her memory was about to come to an end.

The speed of the sword ghost was not too slow. In such a short time, the person in the girl's memory had been searched to the end.

The speed was acceptable, and he was quite satisfied. He looked at the others, waved his hand, and a ghost holding a sword quietly appeared behind everyone in the classroom.

"Yu Zhile, I'm asking a question." The head teacher narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at this handsome young man.

The young man was handsome, but she didn't like the look in his eyes.

The way she looked at ants made her very uncomfortable.

"There are so many criticisms." Yu Zhile glanced sideways at the head teacher.

A pale hand grabbed the female teacher's head.

The female teacher's pupils shrank sharply, and her expression quickly became lifeless.

Her memory began to be invaded.

The rest of the students were also in the same situation.

Yu Zhile looked at this scene with a very calm expression.

He glanced out the window. At this moment, bloody scenes were being staged on the plastic track.

People in the class are turning into supernatural beings, and their memories are being destroyed and recast.

If this memory invasion could be compared to a metaphor, it could be likened to the source of the Yellow River.

Water flows from the source and flows into the distance. When it encounters a fork in the road, it will flow away without hesitation.

How many forks does a big river have?

There are many, you can count them openly, but who knows how many are secretly there?

Such is the case with memory intrusions.

The girl is the center, and the people she has met since childhood will become branches.

And these people will also branch out.

Branches branch off again until the branch reaches its end.

This situation made Yu Zhile think of something.

"Dao begets one, one life two, two begets three, three begets everything."

He Yu Zhile is this one, the memory is his, and these classmates and the people he has met are two, and the people these people have met are three.

The tributaries of memory travel thousands of miles away, but the final result is death.

"It's just the first memory node. My memory has been divided into many nodes by grandma."

The lights in the classroom suddenly went out, and each of the students stood in the classroom with lifeless expressions. They were like ghosts, looking extremely strange.

The walls in the classroom gradually became mottled, and darkness enveloped the entire classroom.

Yu Zhile looked back and said, "Go."

In an instant, countless middle-aged people carrying rusty swords walked out of the classroom and began to look for everyone who had invaded his memory node.

The school is slowly being enveloped in darkness.

Yu Zhile passed through his classmates. Now these classmates can be said to be ghosts or ghost slaves.

This memory is waiting to become a ghost.

When he turns all his memories into this, he can watch the performance of the ghost coffin.

That ghost coffin is terrifying.

The coffin that Gui Cha owned was a replica of this coffin, but it was obvious that there was something wrong with Gui Cha's imitation of the coffin.

When you walk out of the classroom, the classroom door automatically closes.

The students sat back down and took out their books, and even those who had been killed came back to life.

The teacher stood on the podium and the students sat in their seats, as if there was no end to learning.

Of course, just ignore their weirdness.

Going downstairs and walking out of the dark teaching building, Yu Zhile looked at the students who had stopped fighting and stood there, without even looking at them, and walked straight out of the school.

At this moment, outside the school, an old man carrying a wooden basket was blocking a woman in white clothes with dripping water all over her body.

Yu Zhile appeared next to the old man and looked at the woman.

The source of the ghost lake, with the beginning of the little ghost marriage, the ghost lake also invaded his memory with him.

This is normal in calculations.

"You just invaded?" Yu Zhile rubbed his eyebrows and looked at the strange woman in the distance.

"One is definitely not enough." The old man laughed.

Yu Zhile nodded and said nothing.

A middle-aged man with a sword appeared quietly, raised the rusty sword and slashed at the woman in white.

Stab it~!

There were several strange wounds on the body of the strange woman in white.

The old man looked at the wounds on the woman's body with some confusion, "It's only partially supernatural, it's spread out a bit."

If it was the complete Guihu, Yu Zhile might have been killed by Guihu without even having a chance to notice.Shen Lin's killing pattern is very unreasonable.

Yu Zhile tugged on his clothes, nonchalantly, and continued to let the sword-carrying ghost superimpose supernatural powers to attack the source of the ghost lake.

The ghost in front of me is only partially supernatural, and there is such a thing in every memory node.

It came to kill him, after all, he triggered the other party's killing pattern.

He couldn't let the source of the ghost lake touch, otherwise something would happen.

The half-body corpse on Shen Lin's body is very annoying.

Outside, in order to prevent this ghost's killing pattern, he specially used a deceptive ghost to deceive the ghost lake.

Let it forget this killing pattern.

The old man looked back at the school behind him. The school was becoming dark and dead visibly to the naked eye.

The colors are receding and the school is dying.

Yu Zhile is about to turn this memory node into a half-ghost. As for the other half, he needs the help of the ghost coffin.

I have to say, this kid's ideas are very strange.

"Is this memory node very easy?" The old man looked back at Yu Zhile. The current Yu Zhile was not actually the real Yu Zhile.

It's just a person who has all the memories of Yu Zhile.

But this person is also Yu Zhile, which is understandable.

"It won't be easy next time." Yu Zhile looked at the woman in white who was chopped into several pieces by the Sword Demon and then disappeared.

The first node is the easiest, which is understandable, because here the memories of his classmates will not touch the old antique and the ghost.

But this is not necessarily true for the second memory node.

He has seen a lot of people, and most of them are ghosts and ghost masters.

Ordinary ghost masters are easy to kill.

But Zhang Dong, Luo Qian, Mr. Qin, Meng Xiaodong, Li Qingzhi, Zhang Daoling...

These old antiques are difficult to kill, and he cannot deceive himself in his memory.

These old antiques will definitely be the strongest in his memory, the kind of strong he recognizes.

Moreover, it may be repeated.

The water of the great rivers rushes and merges, and there is always repetition. Memory is inevitably like this.

"It's okay, I will help you." The old man smiled and said.

With the disappearance of the source of the ghost lake, this memory node has been replaced.

Yu Zhile's expression became a little deadlier, and the aura on his body became colder.

As the memory completely falls out of the normal range, Yu Zhile will also change immediately.

As more and more memories become ghosts, he will slowly transform into a ghost.

A ghost completely transformed from Yu Zhile's memory.

The school was completely shrouded in darkness, and a darkness quietly emerged and covered the school again.

The old man looked at this scene with some complicated eyes, "Many people have not found the correct way to use this ghost coffin, but you have found it and used it."

The ghost coffin began to transform this memory.

As long as this memory becomes a ghost, there is no going back.

Yu Zhile had an expressionless face and didn't care. He waved and took the old man to the second memory.

Memories and dreams are like a maze.

I had this feeling when I watched Inception before.

A dream within a dream within a dream.

How is this different from traveling through memory?
After all, no one knows whether they are dreaming or reminiscing.

At the beginning of the other end of the memory, a middle-aged man looked at a young man sitting by the river.

The young man was fishing and chatting with another young man.

The middle-aged people could tell that the young man fishing did not care about the other young man and showed disdain.

This disdain is not directed at anyone, but at everyone. He looks down on everyone.

Especially those weaker than him.

It has been a long time since the middle-aged people saw such a proud young man.

This young man is very interesting. He seems to think that he is standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the diligent climbers below.

He just looked at it, his eyes full of sarcasm.

This feeling makes middle-aged people dislike it very much.

Zhang Dong looked at him the same way this young man looked at another young man now.

"My surname is Du. Everyone used to call me Boss Du, but you are the only one who calls me Old Blind Man." The middle-aged man looked at the young man fishing and sneered.

The young man slowly turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man, "Calling you an old blind man is a compliment. If I don't call you an old beast, I already deserve you."

The middle-aged man nodded, with a smile in his eyes, "I want to know, if I kill you now, will you die?"

The young man thought for a moment, stretched out his hand and broke the neck of the young man next to him before standing up.

"How should I put it, your luck is not very good. If the memory node you entered was not this one, I might be panicked, but you chose this one."

The young man threw away the corpse in his hand, stretched out his hand to tear open his chest, picked up a piece of facial makeup and put it on his face.

"It doesn't matter whether I die or not at this memory node. You can't kill the ghost in my memory. Even if I die, I can still use it as a springboard for the ferry of memory to let the source come over."

"I don't care about this. All I want is the ghost in you. Just a little bit of supernatural power is enough to get rid of my identity as a ghost slave."

The middle-aged man breathed out, "It is somewhat inconvenient to control a powerful ghost as a ghost slave."

"As long as I get rid of my identity as a ghost slave, I'll leave immediately, how about that?"

The middle-aged man doesn't really want to do anything with this young man. This young man is very annoying and the ghosts on him are very weird.

Especially young people at this stage are not afraid of death at all. Anyway, in this memory, death will not affect anything.

"Leave?" Yu Zhile looked at the middle-aged man as if he was a fool.

"From the moment you come in, you have to leave something behind. You may not be ready to realize it yet. It's okay. You will understand it soon."

The middle-aged man's face turned gloomy, "Would you like to drink a fine wine if you don't want to toast?"

"Boy, I've already given you a lot of respect. I don't want much, and I've taken several steps back. Don't push your limits."

Before, he wanted to get all the supernatural powers of that ghost, but now he just wanted to use the ghost's supernatural powers to get rid of his identity as a ghost slave.

But this kid didn't even have room for negotiation. Isn't it a bit too much?

"I don't need you to give me face." The young man smiled and shook his head.

The middle-aged man was silent, "In this case, let me see the real chapter."

The young man nodded, indifferently.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and slowly disappeared.

Yu Zhile frowned slightly when he saw this scene, but suddenly his expression became serious.

The world turned gray in an instant. Yu Zhile looked at his hands, which still had color.

He quickly looked around, and the people around him were still colorful.

But strange things began to happen, and those with color suddenly turned gray.

Those people are dead, not just now, but in the past as well.

To be precise, it is death in the present caused by death in the past.

Yu Zhile's figure flashed in the city, and the living people in the entire city were rapidly turning gray.

"Has it started to erode my memory node?"

Seeing those people who lost their color and turned gray and then motionless with their heads lowered, Yu Zhile knew that there was nothing he could do to cause any harm to the old blind man.

He couldn't stop this old blind man. He was just the protagonist in Yu Zhile's memory nodes.

The memory nodes were completely eroded, which was when he fell silent.

He will not die and will not affect the real Yu Zhile.

He wasn't lying about this, because the real Yu Zhile was dead, and the Yu Zhile outside was just a body, a body that became the ghost lake and the ghost bride fighting against each other.

Yu Zhile in memory exists based on memory.

"Not very lucky..."

Yu Zhile murmured to himself that he could not reconcile this memory node.

What is the truth of this memory?
In fact, it is very simple. Yu Zhile stands out among all the memory nodes, and then kills each other. The one who survives in the end becomes the master of memory.

This is Yu Zhile's method of becoming an alien, clearing out all memory nodes of himself, leaving only one self, and then letting it inherit the memory and walk through it all over again.

His memory must be experienced again by the last Yu Zhile, once as a ghost.

In this way, his memory will be completely a ghost, and his consciousness will truly become a ghost.

"No matter who comes to the end, he will be Yu Zhile, old blind man. It's a good thing you didn't come to the end. If you come to the end, you will lose." Yu Zhile narrowed his eyes slightly, his current memory Among them, there is a plan, a plan that should not be abandoned.

If the plan goes as planned, the old blind man will definitely reach the end and become Yu Zhile.

The human skin paper said that he was not dead, and it must be Yu Zhile who woke up.

(End of this chapter)