Conscientiously making soy sauce

Ever since the back crown and the faint water-colored figures appeared on the pages of the book, Zhuang Yuan felt more and more as if there was something invisible around him that was entangled with him, full of possessiveness like a python.Walking on the road, Zhuang Yuan would suddenly feel as if there was something around him, an invisible sight.

When he returned home, the uncomfortable feeling would disappear completely, and he would be refreshed and unburdened, but it would stick again when he went out. No matter how many clothes he wore, he could not stop the invasion of the cold and could not eliminate it.

After a few days, I was restless and nervous, I didn't have any appetite to eat, and the cold snap hit, and the temperature dropped rapidly. Zhuang Yuan's body was already a little weak, and it suddenly made the situation worse. Zhuang Yuan felt a little uncomfortable for a few days. .

He took a glass of water and held it in his hand, took a sip listlessly, and stared blankly at the iron-gray sky outside the window, probably it will snow again?It was a bit chilly, but the air conditioner was on high.Zhuang Yuan has no energy at all, he doesn't want to read books, and he doesn't want to touch TV.

"You haven't been well the past few days. What's the matter?" Looking at the pale face of the young man, Wan Qian was extremely worried, "Should I take you to the hospital? Could it be that you have caught a cold? I'll make an appointment first, why don't you Comfortable? Or was it affected by Yin Qi?"

"It's okay." Zhuang Yuan forced a smile, "It's probably because it's been cold these days, and I've been reading a little late. It's okay. If I feel unwell by accident, it will be fine in two days. Teacher, don't worry, I know my health .Sleep more and drink more water on weekends, and you will be alive and kicking again soon.”

Seeing the young man's bloodless lips, Wan Qian frowned more and more, but he secretly used magic to detect and found nothing unusual.He could only take advantage of Zhuang Yuan's return to the house to strengthen the magic circle of the house again to ensure the safety of the young man.For two days on the weekend, he didn't go out, but stayed at home, fearing that Zhuang Yuan would have a headache, and he could send him to the hospital as soon as possible.

"Drink some water." Wan Qian came in with boiled water. He looked at Zhuang Yuan leaning on the bed and sighed, "Do you want to see a doctor? And what do you want to eat? Just tell me If you are not in good health, you need to supplement your nutrition."

"I really don't have any appetite, teacher." Zhuang Yuan shook his head, his own body knew it well.The current appearance is not a cold and fever, but being affected by Yin Qi.Anyway, he didn't feel it at home, so he still didn't want to tell the teacher to worry.

"Then I'll order some rice balls for you later, eat as much as you want."

Zhuang Yuan smiled and nodded.

The teacher is already very good to him, why bother to say something else to make the teacher worry?Anyway, it's just some auditory hallucinations, can't he just pretend he didn't hear it?He is not used to it once or twice, but he should be able to ignore it after a few times.

Anyway... that ghost was calling Zichu, not him.

During the two days of the weekend, Zhuang Yuan was nestled under the quilt like a lazy cat. He slept for two full days. He didn't know what day and night he slept. He almost forgot who he was. On Sunday night, he finally recovered. .

"Teacher, these?" Seeing the porridge and side dishes on the table, Zhuang Yuan was taken aback.He knows that Wan Qian's culinary skills are basically negative, and the dishes he makes are comparable to dark dishes.This thing should be bought by the teacher ordering takeaway?It's all porridge and light side dishes, Zhuang Yuan can tell that they are all ordered for him.

"My cooking skills are not as good as yours, so I ordered takeaway and bought some. This store is very good. I bought everything from the roast duck I brought home last time." Wan Qian touched the bowl skillfully. Almost, come and eat. You haven't eaten anything these two days."

"Thank you teacher." Zhuang Yuan was very embarrassed.

"Don't be so polite to me and you, as long as you are in good health. I'm really afraid that you will suddenly get sick." Wan Qian was really scared, and suddenly remembered the past, remembering that Zhuang Yuan was burned to death due to a gas leak...

In these years, in so many worlds, the young man has been so lonely, living such a life alone, no one has approached him or entered his life.If he is sick and injured, who will take care of him?Care about him?

A long journey, walked alone.

But in the days to come, he will be by his side and never let him be alone again.

"This porridge is good, you can eat more. There is also milk tea, I don't know how to make it, please ask someone else to make it, it is still hot. You drink some." Wan Qian poured the fragrant milk tea from the thermos "I think you like it too For those who eat pearls, I specially asked them to make them, not sweet, half sugar."

"It seems that I have caused trouble for the teacher again." Zhuang Yuan apologized, "I'm really sorry."

"I told you earlier that I don't want to say these kind words. My parents are both dead and I don't have many friends. I'm very happy to have you by my side." Wan Qian smiled, "Maybe we were destined in the previous life, so when I saw You feel very close and have a good impression.”

Zhuang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head.

When he met Teacher Wan, he never felt any familiarity or any closeness. In fact, he was similar to anyone else, far away, alienated, and never had the idea of ​​approaching him actively. Gentle and thoughtful, coupled with his unlucky physique, maybe the teacher can't reach such a close position.Thinking of this, Zhuang Yuan once again had a headache from that damned auditory hallucination.

Hope it doesn't get any worse.

However, it is difficult to go to the blue sky when things go on the right side. It only takes one finger to roll all the way down.

In the middle of class, English class, Zhuang Yuan was taking notes, when suddenly his eyes went dark and he fell on the table.

"Zi Chu, Zi Chu." Zhuang Yuan opened his eyes, and was terrified to find that he was in a very, very long corridor with dim oil lamps on the walls. Where is the sound of water falling drop by drop.How did he get to this damn place?Even if he likes archaeology, he never thought about being stuffed into a mausoleum!

Who the hell, no, what ghost is playing tricks on him?Zhuang Yuan, who was already very cowardly, was so frightened that his face was expressionless, and there was no wavering in his heart.

In short, overwhelmed by fright, the reflexes have lost their function.

"Zi Chu, Zi Chu, Zi Chu." A murmured and repeated voice appeared, as if he had been repeating it for many years, thinking of nothing but leaving only the name, following this crazy voice that lost his mind, and the people around him A figure appeared vaguely.

The black air solidified into a human figure, a tall figure with no facial features, all black, and the next moment it was black, it seemed that water would drip.

"Who are you... let me go." Zhuang Yuan pressed his body against the wall in fear, wishing he could learn the wall-drilling technique or immediately dig a hole and escape by wearing a pangolin now.I thought it was just an auditory hallucination, now what?Is it hallucination or what?

"Go? No, you can't go." Shadow didn't know what he heard, and suddenly looked a little crazy, he grabbed Zhuang Yuan's wrist.Shōhara's teeth were shaking from the cold, dead air.

It is obviously black air, but there is an illusion of a real entity, it is just cold, very cold, very cold, like the underworld, like the river of Wangchuan, it is so cold that it makes people tremble and makes people afraid.

"Don't go, you don't go. You will be with me. I've been waiting for you for so long. Zichu, Zichu, Zichu, don't go, don't go, stay by my side, by my side." Shadow's voice was frantic Crazy "Zi Chu, don't go, don't hate me."

"I'm not your queen, I'm not Zichu." Zhuang Yuan hurriedly defended, but because it was too cold, his voice stuttered and bumped, "You've got the wrong person."

The cold hand touched his face, the bone marrow was frozen, and the crazy and paranoid voice murmured, "I'm not mistaken, it's you. Zhuang Yuan Zhuang Zichu. Only you, I will only know you, so many years, so many years gone."

"I always knew it was you, I was waiting for you. I have been looking for you, but I can't find you. How can you leave me! How can you die!!!" Shadow suddenly became irritable, and hit Zhuang Yuan "How can you be so cruel." on the wall

Let me go... Why is Emperor Jing's queen also called Zhuang Yuan?Yes, Zhuang Yuan had long guessed that this voice should be Emperor Jing, the historical Lord of the Great Jing Zhongxing.Looking at the abnormal appearance of this shadow, what did the queen do?Isn't it the lingering love and mutual support in history, but love and kill each other?

"I know you still won't forgive me, I...but I want to show you our mausoleum. From now on, you and I will be together and never be apart." The voice continued to repeat, as if he had lost his reason and the ability to think Repeated like "Zi Chu, don't hate me. How about we get married, are you willing to marry me? I will treat you well, Zi Chu Zi Chu, don't go. Don't leave. Zi Chu."

"Qixia Palace is all your favorite. Every day, I will ask my servants to bring you your favorite food. The funeral objects are all your favorite things, and there is also a coffin. By the way, if you don't like the coffin, I will have someone change it. Alright." The shadow grabbed Zhuang Yuan's hand like iron pincers, and hurried forward, "I can't find you, Zichu, I have never been able to find you. I won't let you go again."

I don't want to look at your coffin, Zhuang Yuan shouted in his heart.It's a pity that he has been frozen and can't speak at all.

The black shadow pulled him forward, he wanted to struggle, but his body followed him obediently.At this moment, Zhuang Yuan wished he could yell a traitor!

No matter how reluctant he was, he went through the long corridor to the depths of the underground palace. What Zhuang Yuan saw in the main hall was a huge coffin, probably made of golden nanmu.If it was normal, Zhuang Yuan would definitely feel very excited to be able to enter the emperor's mausoleum, probably he would have done enough homework before.But being led by a ghost to look at the coffin is a very sour experience.

"Zichu, I've been lying there waiting for you. But you always refused to come back. Come on, do you want to try the hardness of the coffin? If you don't like it, I'll ask them to make another one."

You are crazy, you, Zhuang Yuan wants to cry but has no tears.It's a pity that the body can't resist, and the words can't come out of the mouth. From the perspective of outsiders, it is very obedient and obedient.Probably the ghost was also very satisfied, babbling about how he regretted it, how he wanted to find him, and how he had waited for so many years.

Zhuang Yuan really wished he could run away like a jerk.

Don't mention that Emperor Jing regards a man as a woman. Even if it is an eventuality, he is the reincarnation of the queen, but after Wangchuan and drinking Mengpo soup, he will be a new life. He has already severed contact with the past, why is he still alive? Hold on to him?How did he make Emperor Jing like this in his previous life?

Ghosts want to sleep in coffins.

Seeing myself getting closer and closer to the coffin, I cried in my heart that my life was over.

Suddenly he felt the warmth enveloping him, as if someone whispered his name softly in his ear

"Zhuang Yuan, Zhuang Yuan, wake up, wake up quickly. You are trapped." The voice was gentle, "Think about where you want now? Wake up."

The surrounding things became blurred, and the black shadow hated, "Who, who, Zichu, don't go, don't go. Don't go...why are you running away again?"

Shattered like a kaleidoscope, Zhuang Yuan opened his eyes and felt Teacher Wan's forehead against his, still calling his name.

Zhuang Yuan's ears turned red, "Teacher, I, I'm fine."

"Are you alright?" Wan Qian was still worried, "Why did you faint all of a sudden? Fortunately, I was next door and just sent you to the infirmary? You really scared me."

"I..." Zhuang Yuan seemed to still have the cold touch on his hands, he trembled, "Teacher, I'm fine, I... can I go home now?"

Back home, Wan Qian did not let Zhuang Yuan go back to the room first, but first pressed him on the sofa, handed him milk tea, watched him take a sip, and then said very seriously, "Zhuang Yuan, what are you doing at school? What happened? You have relatively light characters, if you encounter something strange, you must first tell me."

"Sometimes I may not be able to detect the abnormality, but if you don't say it, it will only make the situation worse. Anything, especially the ghost will only go step by step to get what he wants. If there is no interference from people or things, the ghost It won't stop."

"I..." Zhuang Yuan rubbed his temples helplessly, "I just heard a voice calling Zi Chu Zi Chu, and I said that after waiting for a long time, it finally arrived."

Wan Qian was taken aback, and repeated in disbelief, "He called you Zichu?"

"Yes." Now that he has said it, Zhuang Yuan no longer hides it. He sits on the chair and tells everything about the past few days. "Also, I saw the crown in the book. I I don’t know where the strange thing happened, but it didn’t follow me. In fact, it was like this a few days ago, and I didn’t want to tell the teacher. I thought it was just an auditory hallucination, and nothing would happen if I didn’t care.”

"After fainting today, I seem to have arrived at the mausoleum. I saw a black shadow, pulling me and saying that I am his queen, asking me not to hate him, but to be with him." Zhuang Yuan shuddered again thinking of this, That thing was so insane, as if his only thought was to find his Zichu.

"You... tell me about the appearance of that thing in detail." Wan Qian rubbed his forehead with a headache, why does it look like a mess left by himself?

It's no wonder he can't detect and can't guard against, because... that's his stuff.