Time Travel: My whole family is a villain

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In the Buddhist hall, the Bodhisattva has slender eyebrows and full of compassion.

The corners of the mouth are smiling.

Blessed are the big ears.

Put one hand on your chest and hold the rosary in the other.

The hem of the Bodhisattva's clothes is vividly carved and draped smoothly on the body, with the gorgeous hem rolled up at one corner.

Bodhisattvas look down upon all living beings, and all living beings are equal.

Jiang Wan and the old lady offered incense and offered incense to the Bodhisattva every day.

At this moment, the Bodhisattva remained motionless and stable, and did not come down to help.

In the eyes of everyone, there was some confusion.

Jiang Rong seems to be crazy, so forget it, after all, he was timid in the beginning.

He looked like he was sick.

However, Jiang Huaisheng also recited the meditation method when he entered. After going in and sleeping, it actually lasted a day.

He is such a strong person, what will happen if he is locked up for a while?

His subordinates all felt that Mr. Jiang was too kind, almost like the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

Jiang Huaisheng went in to do whatever he wanted to rest, and took a nap, and half a day passed.

Jiang Huaisheng thought that half a month had passed.

In fact, it was less than two hours.

That’s more than three hours.

More than three hours is long enough for everyone to wait.

But the feeling in Jiang Huaisheng was that he couldn't hear anything, only his own breathing and heartbeat, and the time was infinite. He had been wondering why he wasn't hungry for so many days. In fact, it was less than two hours.

Everyone was shocked when they saw Jiang Huaisheng's appearance.

The man in black looked at Jiang Changtian with admiration on his face.

Mr. Jiang is indeed a capable person with extraordinary abilities.

The Jiang family members wondered if they had been poisoned. How could that be possible?

It was only locked for two hours.

He actually started to harm himself.

Jiang Rong was still going crazy. When he saw his father coming out, he ignored him and continued mumbling.

Wu was nervous and scared. She leaned on the warm couch and hugged her child, and dozed off.

Suddenly she woke up with a start. Seeing her husband's miserable appearance, she was so frightened that she didn't know what to do and didn't dare to touch her. She was holding the child in her arms for fear of being pushed down by her husband.

Jiang Huaisheng didn't go crazy, he just felt on the verge of going crazy. He breathed heavily and saw his wife and children rushing over and hugging them regardless of their own safety.

He's alive, he's alive, he's okay, he's okay.

He couldn't feel his face bleeding, he couldn't feel the blood dripping down.

Instead, he comforted Wu with a smile on his face.

But everyone was even more frightened.

With a "Bang!" sound, Jiang Wan was thrown in.

When Jiang Wan saw her father crawling out, she was extremely frightened. There must be something wrong.

It must have been poisoned.

She was very cautious after entering the house and didn't touch anything.

Although they came here together, she was sure that Jiang Changtian did not do anything to the house, but it was hard to say.

Jiang Changtian worked in the Pharmaceutical Preparation Department, and the doctors said that his medical skills were very good.

Grandma would occasionally recite sutras here, but the difference was that the door was left open and usually not closed.

When you close the door, it's like a black box inside.

Jiang Wan sat on the futon.

In fact, she also meditates with her grandmother, often sitting for long periods of time.

If Jiang Changtian hadn't poisoned him, Jiang Wan wouldn't actually be afraid.

She used to have nightmares.

A dream spans decades.

Very long.

Trapped in a dream.

Waking up is just one night and one dream.

I just watched Dad and Big Brother, and the time was actually very short, not long.

But soon, she felt different.

This is different from usual meditation.

When meditating, you should work hard to meditate.

But it is naturally very quiet here, without a trace of sound.

There was really no sound outside, and no light could be seen inside.

Is this room really used for chanting?

Jiang Wan panicked a little.

Soon she heard the sound of "dong dong dong, dong dong dong...".

Where did this noise come from? How could there be noise in such a quiet place?

She searched in horror, but soon she discovered that the sound was not coming from somewhere else.

It was actually her heartbeat.

"Boom boom boom, boom boom boom."

Her heartbeat was so fast, so fast, getting faster and faster.

How can this be.

Jiang Wan was a little panicked.

She estimated that she had only been in for a short time.

But suddenly she felt a little doubtful, was it really short?

She was well prepared before coming in, feeling that the day would pass with a little sleep.

But the image of her eldest brother and father kept popping up in her mind.

What's in it? Brother's hands were full of blood, and Dad actually reopened the wound on his face.

Is there a ghost?

It's impossible. There are Bodhisattvas, Buddhist temples, and ancestors of the Jiang family outside. There can't be ghosts.

But she seemed to hear other voices inside.

Someone is breathing, and that breath is getting closer and closer.

Jiang Wan waved it away, but found nothing.

She covered her ears, but she could still hear the sound.

She ran, she heard footsteps chasing her, she heard breathing, and heard her heartbeat.

She thought that in her dream, when Concubine Lan was executed, a wet cloth was placed on her face, and another wet cloth was placed on her face, layer by layer.

she died.

Suddenly, it seemed as if Concubine Lan was blowing into his ear.

No, it's just an illusion.

There is no such thing as Concubine Lan, she is in Ming County, everything has not started yet, she is still in the Buddhist hall.

There was no blowing, no other people's breathing, other people's footsteps, other people's heartbeats, from beginning to end, there was only her, only her.

She pricked the palm of her hand hard. This was what she had prepared before coming in. There was a hosta on her head. If she went crazy or was poisoned, she could use the hosta to prick the palm of her hand. It would not hurt her, and it would remind herself to wake up.

Sure enough, she woke up, touched the futon, and sat down again.

She didn't know why she ran away just now, but suddenly she felt that there was someone else in this small space.

It's so small here that it's easy to hit the wall.

So the muffled sound of knocking on the wall that I just heard outside was probably caused by running into the wall.

Jiang Wan's thoughts gradually came back, and she tried hard to adapt to the darkness.

She clearly knew that she was in a very small place, but because she couldn't see or hear, she felt like she was in a very big place, endless darkness, like it was connected to the underworld.

First it was Concubine Lan, who disappeared.

Suddenly, a man wearing a crimson official robe walked toward her. When he got closer, she realized that he had no head. He was holding his head, and his head was talking to her, shouting affectionately: "Wan'er, Wan'er..." "

Jiang Wan poked the palm of her hand with the hosta again.

The headless man in official robes disappeared in front of him.

Then there was a dangling foot in front of her.

Those feet were wearing beautiful embroidered shoes, which were particularly beautiful and had several beads on them.

She recognized the feet of Jiang Yu, the concubine of General Meng, Xiao Yu'er, who was envied by everyone in the capital. It was said that she particularly loved shoes. The shoes were all custom-made by General Meng himself, and even the dongzhu given by the emperor were used to inlay them. On her shoes.

But in front of her, the toe of the shoe was facing her face, and the man was hanging in the air. She looked up and saw Jiang Yu hanging in the endless darkness, sticking out his long tongue and making faces at her.

Jiang Wan screamed and pushed with her hands, but she actually pushed her feet. She quickly let go of her hands. It was all fake, fake, fake.

The hosta poked into the palm of her hand again. This time she pushed with her hands. It was not her feet, just a pillar. She touched it, but it was just a pillar.

Not afraid, not afraid. Didn't Jiang Changtian say that he had been imprisoned many times? She had only come in for a short while, yes, only an hour or two at most, so it would be fine.

She is just a little thirsty now and wants to drink water.

Suddenly she heard a voice shouting: "Water, water."

Aunt's voice.

She saw her aunt lying in front of her, stretching out her hand and asking for water.

She panicked and accidentally spilled the water.

At the last moment, my aunt tried to grab the rope at the head of the bed, but failed to touch it and let it hang down.

My aunt stared at me and asked me for water.

Impossible, he has obviously been buried.

The ladies in the capital watched the Empress Dowager being buried together.

Jiang Wan was confused.

In a world of absolute darkness and silence, she was utterly confused.

She couldn't tell the difference between time, reality and dreams.

The horrific scenes in her mind seemed to come alive, replaying themselves over and over before her eyes.

The aunt's hand didn't catch the rope, but it scratched her hand and her skin.

The long armor scratched her skin.

There was a stabbing sound.

Once again, Hosta saved her.

Her palms were bleeding.

The round head of the hosta couldn't bleed when poked. In the moment of crisis, she smashed the hosta and used the section to cut it.

So it wasn't her aunt who scratched it, it was her herself.

She woke up and breathed heavily.

The endless darkness was still surrounding her.

She didn't know how long it had been.

But it seems to last longer than the decades in the dream.

Every breath was hard.

Was she poisoned?

She didn't know why this happened.

After quickly calming down, she felt that she had made it through, and she heard a ticking sound.

It was the sound of her blood dripping to the ground.

Jiang Wan collapsed and pressed her hands.

It's just a little injury, it's okay.

She tried to comfort herself. She still didn't know how long it had been, but she touched the wound on her hand. It shouldn't have been long, and the blood was still slippery and fresh. If it really took a long time, the wound would scab, and she You will also feel hungry.

She reminded herself repeatedly that it was okay, just get over it.

She felt that she was almost through it, so she pretended to collapse and went out.

Although he is now a little confused and collapsed, his IQ is still there.

Thanks to the dreams that day and night, she could distinguish between dreams and reality.

If she could get out, she would come back with revenge.

When the time comes, pretend to be miserable, and everything will be fine.

She estimated the time.

It must have been a long time.

She heard footsteps.

The door opened and light poured in.

She breathed heavily.

It's okay, it's okay, she cried like a madman.

Messy hair.

It's okay. She was lying on the ground. Although she was embarrassed, she passed the test and was okay.

It was okay, she escaped. She looked back at the small dark room, staring at her like a bottomless abyss.

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