Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 771, from the past

The will of ghosts.

Not in the Taoist temple, but praying in this dilapidated building, and it was conveyed to the Taoist temple.

"There is no portrait of me, no shrine to me, and there is no medium to pass on the power of my vows." Li Yun put on his Taoist robe.

After much deliberation, there is no medium, how to convey the power of will
Um.
medium?

Li Yun turned around and looked at the head of the bed, the fox-shaped sugar painting wrapped by Xiao Hei with the [curing] technique.

Not melted by the heat nor brittle by the cold, the sugar painting is now indestructible and will not fade over time, becoming a long-lasting work of art.

This is Xiao Hei's gift.

It was also a gift from the old man.

At this time, Xiao Hei was already waiting at the door.

"I thought that with your personality, you would just rush through the door."

"Well, it's necessary for the husband and wife to have enough space." Xiao Hei said calmly, "Of course, it's only 5 minutes at most. I still have the patience."

Li Yun: "."

Sure enough, the mouth was still as stinky as ever.

Xiao Hei got straight to the point.

"You feel it?"

"Well, I sensed it. It's quite refreshing early in the morning." Li Yun nodded and said, "You know, it has something to do with the old man's story."

At this time, Xiao Hei didn't want to be a joke anymore, and said.

"He used to be a soldier."

"Soldiers of the Whampoa Military Academy."

The elegy of a hero is always regrettable, especially for this senior officer who once studied at the Whampoa Military Academy and was a general of the Anti-Japanese War.

Life is like this, killing the enemy on the battlefield in the early years, and ended up like this in the later years.

Both Xiao Hei and Su Li were moved by his story.

Life is farewell, death is farewell.

It's easy to say, but it sounds very difficult.

Especially for a child like Su Li, it was very sad to hear such things as life and death. No wonder he had to lie on the bed with his parents to sleep.

Li Yun thinks that her symptoms will last at least a month.
It may take a month to drive away the pain.

Of course, it is also possible that after a month, you will get used to sharing the bed with your parents, and you will not be able to sleep by yourself.
"You seem quite unconvinced?"

Li Yun heard the emotional fluctuations in Xiao Hei's words.

It's still a little big.

"There is nothing unconvinced." Xiao Hei said indifferently: "It's just that I don't know why the hero who defends the country will end up like this."

"It's useless for you to ask me. If you want to ask, you should ask the way of heaven. Anyway, he is the one who weaves the destiny."

"No, you know."

"I do not know."

Xiao Hei didn't dwell on it, but continued.

"The phantom you mentioned is actually an extremely powerful obsession, which is related to the old man. Do you want to go and see it?"

"Of course I want to go. It's impossible not to give away the wish for nothing, isn't it?"

Li Yun smiled slightly, let the Kunlun mirror open a door, and walked directly towards that place.

"Obviously not for this reason"

It’s not yet dawn, it’s less than six o’clock in the morning, and there are not many houses around with lights on

"Dad, I'll go out first."

The strange uncle walked out with a big bucket of syrup.

It's not that I'm afraid of being seen, it's that I can't sleep because it's dawn.

It's an old problem.

It's strange that the uncle himself doesn't remember how many problems he has. Anyway, his body is like this, so let's just muddle along. Fortunately, there is still a bit of stupid energy to use.

There are fewer people in the morning, but not yet
"Children of the Ma family, stay away."

"It's disgusting no matter how many times I watch it."

"vomit"

It's strange that the uncle couldn't hear the sound of the round, looked at those people, grinned 'friendly', and said hello.

"Jie Jie"

Those people immediately ran away faster than anyone else in fright.

Uncle Wei was the only one left in the whole street.

Facing these fleeing people, Uncle Wei could only smile helplessly, and finally continued to move forward with this big syrup.

Came to a small bungalow at the end of the alley.

Knock on the door.

no response.

"I haven't woken up yet"

The strange uncle sat directly on the floor in the backyard of the bungalow, waiting for someone to open the door.

The domestic dog kept barking at him.

No matter how many times you come, it's the same.

Dogs look down on people
It took a while before the door opened.

The hostess of this room came out impatiently, looked at the strange uncle and said, "Ma Cheng, just put the candy at the door."

"well."

Ma Chengwei obediently put the sugar bucket behind the door.

Just as the hostess was about to close the door, Ma Cheng struggled and said, "Miss Boss, it's about paying the bill."

"Hey, you are so annoying."

The proprietress threw down a sum of money and closed the door heavily.

Ma Cheng silently lowered his head and picked up the money.

This money is not enough at all.
But in the end, Ma Cheng was still ready to pick up the change and leave.

After all, only this family is willing to accept his candy.
"Wait a moment."

The door opened, and a middle-aged man who looked a bit thin and cowardly walked out of the door, holding a bag of eggs in his hand.

The eyes of the middle-aged man were still full of fear and fear, but he still handed out the egg in his hand.

"My mother-in-law is in a bad mood this morning. I'm sorry for the lack of money. These are for you. Take them and leave quickly."

The middle-aged man's expression was distasteful, but the eggs he gave were very fresh.
Ma Cheng bowed deeply to the middle-aged man.

Although the attitude is still so disgusting.

But after all, he was still treated as a normal person, and he did not give less money like the proprietress
Boss, he is a good man.

It is enough for my father to have a good meal of egg noodles.

Ma Cheng was very satisfied.

"There are good people and evil people in the world, there are people who look at the appearance, and there are also people who look at the heart. Those who look at the surface are not necessarily evil, and those who look at the heart are not necessarily good."

Li Yun stood beside Ma Cheng and smiled slightly: "Lady Ma, we meet again."

"You are the little girl's father. You. Hello." Ma Cheng turned his head and greeted jerkyly, but he didn't laugh out loud, because he was afraid of scaring Li Yun.

Fear frightens the man who unleashes kindness on himself.
As soon as Ma Cheng turned around, he found that he had returned to his home three kilometers away. The old man was doing some handicraft work to subsidize his family. This was the only labor he could do for a long time.

Ma Cheng was a little confused and staggered.

Confused, Ma Cheng's father also dropped the handicrafts from his hands.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, please stay safe and don't be impatient." Li Yun looked at the confused father and son and said with a smile: "Poverty wants to take you to a place."

As soon as he came back to his senses, Ma Cheng and the old man were spinning again, and the surroundings were no longer their own home.

It was a quiet open space with a building in front of it.

Ma Cheng was at a loss for a while, he didn't know why he came here, let alone where it was.

The old man's body suddenly began to tremble, and his words suddenly became excited: "Why...why did you come here? Why did you do this? I want to go. I want to go."

The old man tremblingly wanted to leave, but he fell down as soon as he took a step.

It hurts so much that my head is bleeding.

Ma Cheng hurried to help his old father.

Li Yun said lightly.

"Does it hurt?"

"pain"

"Did it hurt more then, or does it hurt more now?" Li Yun looked at the old man and said, "Does it hurt more for you, or does it hurt more for her?"

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched, and he lowered his head tremblingly.

"It's her who hurts more. She hurts more than me at that time."

"Then, if you don't stand up yet, this is your fear, your nightmare, something you have to face. If you don't face it for a day, it will always haunt and corrode your heart, making it difficult for you to even live. A pain."

The old man was still terrified, but in the end, he stood up on his own without Ma Cheng helping him.

The corners of his mouth were still trembling: "What do you know?"

"Pindao doesn't know, Pindao only knows that you are a soldier who graduated from the Whampoa Military Academy. You once defended your home and country, and shed your blood for this land."

After Li Yun finished speaking, he stepped into the building.

Sun Yat-sen University School of Medicine, old library.

This building is still standing in this university. It has not been demolished, nor has it been reused. It has been forgotten here.

"Let's go in too."

Ma Cheng was very obedient, even though he didn't know what happened, he still helped the old man into the old library.

It was cold and dusty.

Like a dream, like a fantasy, like real or false.

It's quiet around.

Quiet and a little scary.

No matter from Ma Cheng's point of view or Li Yun's point of view, it's the same.

There is no difference between [Yin] side and [Yang] side
"This... used to be my nightmare." The old man looked at the surrounding furnishings and smiled bitterly: "It's exactly the same as back then."

"Dad, why didn't I hear you mention this place?" Ma Cheng was a little puzzled.

"This is something that happened before you were born. You don't need to know this."

After Li Yun stepped here, looking at the dusty environment, he really wanted to use a dust removal technique to make the place quiet.

In the end I endured it.
There is no accident here, it is the place seen in the illusion.

But there are no ghosts here.

And no one.

No luck, no will power.

Without that despair and lamentation
From the outside, there are three floors in total. There are laboratories, lounges, dusty iron beds, and various props on the three floors.

In addition to these three floors, there is also a basement.
When he came to the basement, the old man stopped in his tracks, resisting to go in with an almost instinctive fear.

"I dare not. I'm a coward. I'm a coward."

"Pindao knows that it is too reluctant to let you in now." Li Yun sighed, and wanted to go into the basement alone, but was held back by the old man.

The old man begged, "Please, don't go in, it's full of nightmares, there is nothing good in it."

"Even if there is no beauty, the poor still have to face it."

When stepping into the basement, the Faxiang behind him began to react.

The spiritual sea around him was also mobilized, entangled and scattered around.

It seems that there are illusions overlapping in front of my eyes.

Blurred phantoms, real illusions.

Countless scenes.

Countless past.

At this time, the old man and Ma Cheng followed.

Li Yun turned around and looked at the old man with a slight smile: "As expected, you still followed."

"I, I." The old man shook his head, just worried: "The devil knows, after so many years, is there anything left, if there is anything left."

"Why do you want to protect the safety of the poor?" Li Yun used Linghai in this sentence.

The old man said subconsciously.

"I want to protect the safety of civilians"

The old man was surprised why he spoke the truth.

Li Yun said calmly.

"It's exactly the same as the choice back then. You protected the safety of civilians. Even if you didn't succeed in protecting them, then you still protected them. Why bother to become depressed until now? All this is not atonement, it's just self-torture."

The old man's face was startled, and before he could figure it out, he spun around.

Including Ma Cheng, he also felt weightless all over his body.

Li Yun was very calm, looking at the prison in front of him.

"It really is."

On his body, the power of the Kunlun mirror began to surge.

Different from the silent activation before, this time the Kunlun Mirror activated very quickly, and even turned into a prototype, no longer the five-cent shape, but a bronze mirror shape.

The mechanism on the bronze mirror began to twist, and a desolate breath gushed out.

Li Yun murmured.

"This wish doesn't come from the [now], but from the [past]. It's amazing to be able to cross time and space, my brother."

Scenes began to overlap, the boundary between past and present began to blur, and the flow of time began to be abnormal.

The hallway, which was once dirty, became clean and tidy.

Someone was passing by where there was no one there.

Quiet place, loud voices.

The color has become yellowish, not the yellowishness visible to the naked eye, but the yellowishness from the perspective of the spirit, full of frustration and evil thoughts.

People in white coats and masks.

Clothed in rags, dark-skinned like a dead man.

People who are foaming at the mouth and being pulled out.

Come in standing, go out lying down.

The 'Doctor' was still laughing and placating the ragged men.

No matter how you look at it, this smile is hypocritical.

There is no difference between adults, children and women.

Only the living and the dead.

The old man's fear reached its peak, he let out a loud cry, and collapsed to the ground.

After the sound, people in white coats looked around suspiciously, looking for the source of the sound.

Li Yun covered the old man with invisibility.

The doctors couldn't find them, and finally called out impatiently.

"Ba Ga is pressing the road."

(End of this chapter)