I was terrified [Quick Transmigration]

Dark clouds cover the moon, insects and birds do not sing.

The ink-colored darkness was like flowing water, filling the entire palace and swallowing everything.

Another hour passed, and the darkness still persisted.

On the distant neighboring mountain peaks, several people were still awake late at night, standing in front of the window, silently looking at the palace on Mount Fuling.

They have the head of a certain Xuanmen, the elders with high positions, and the younger generation who looked over there out of curiosity, wanting to determine how long the young psychic under house arrest in the palace can last.

I also want to see the golden light that flashed every hour before, whether it will light up again in the next minute.

But soon, another 10 minutes passed, and most of them stopped watching in disappointment.

Leave the window, or put down the curtains, and each go to sleep.

Some people think that the young man surnamed Lin is indeed very powerful, and he is a rare genius among his peers. If you really find someone of the same age or even older than him, you may not be able to survive alone until 2 o'clock in the morning .

But no matter how powerful and talented he was, it was useless. The golden light did not shine again, but the dark aura became more intense. Such a young man finally fell like a shooting star.

Not even a day.

The windows were closed one by one, and curiosity and regret came to an end.

It was just the only two people, who seemed to have forgotten the time, still sitting in front of the window, staring at the majestic black air above the palace seriously.

They are still waiting, unlike others, even if the golden light never lights up, they still believe that the young people in the palace still have a glimmer of life.

One of them has straight eyebrows and serious eyes, it is Feng Su who talked with Lin Zhongyuan during the day.

In order to be able to directly observe the situation of the palace tonight, he purposely rented a mountain view room here, and kept the windows open all night.

Unlike those seniors who just stayed in front of the window to watch the show out of curiosity, Feng Su's gaze contained no contempt or arrogance, but genuinely hoped that the young man surnamed Lin would survive the night successfully.

Intuition told him that this time's representative would definitely not be just a simple and mediocre person.

Facing Feng Su far away, on another hill at the four corners of vision, there is an inconspicuous small pavilion.

The pavilion looks like it has been in disrepair for a long time, exuding a crumbling old feeling, but the interior has been renovated and strengthened long ago, and it looks like a modern room.

The other person who was still watching the situation was reclining on the sofa here, looking at the Ghost King's palace in the distance from time to time.

In contrast, he was less focused and less patient. While waiting for new movements, he was still playing with the tablet on the table.

All the information he found tonight was reflected on the clean and new gold-rimmed glasses, which were Lin Zhongyuan's life files.

What year was born, where is the household registration, education, experience, family situation, income...all are written on it in detail.

The only pity is that he searched all night, but failed to find any traces on the social network. As for the old classmates and friends who had known Lin Zhongyuan, there was nothing to gain.

In a blink of an eye, another two hours passed, and the sun in the east was gradually reflecting a fiery red.

The long night is finally over.

The palace no longer radiated dazzling golden light, and the long-enveloped yin energy gradually dissipated with the sunshine, leaving only the morning dew on the branches and leaves.

Some people have already judged the defeat of the sacrifice in their hearts, and they no longer have the thought to take a second look. After all, there is nothing for crazy people to see.

There were also people who finally ended their all-night attention and were able to turn around and rest for a while.

Lin Zhongyuan, who also stayed all night, was not so lucky.

In the palace illuminated by the morning light, the black air that engulfed everything like a flood slowly gathered, and condensed back to the original black shadow.

The disturbing evil spirits no longer followed suit, but Heiying didn't intend to stop there. He maintained an unreasonable posture, and was still in a stalemate with Lin Zhongyuan. Withdrawing the yin energy was just to make his figure even stronger. Solid, and getting closer to the weight of an ordinary person.

Lin Zhongyuan was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe.

After a protracted battle in the second half of the night, Black Shadow devoured too many evil spirits out of control, and fused countless messy auras, such as Yin Qi, foul air, resentment, hostility, and evil... constantly colliding in his body, and were constantly being drawn into his body. Digesting, let his strength continue to swell like tearing his body apart, and also made his mind more chaotic and complicated.

The figure was still black like thick ink, but compared to last night, it was already a real entity, with distinct hair strands, and when it fell on Lin Zhongyuan's skin, it was itchy like a feather.

When he lowered his head and bit on the delicate white collarbone, what was left was no longer a blurred and dull black and blue, but a neat and complete tooth mark, which was neat and rosy in white.

Even when he was nervously repeating and murmuring illogical words in his ear, he was not as slow and difficult as before. He became clear and fluent in his words, and asked Lin Zhongyuan to maintain this posture without any reason. , Don't protest, it's not so easy for Lin Zhongyuan to bully him and fool him back.

Lin Zhongyuan was just held down and held down by him, his hands and feet were not allowed to move, and he was not allowed to play games. It didn't make sense.

Even if the muscles are sore and numb and you want to move your neck, you will be said to want to escape again, and you will continue to bully him if you grasp this excuse.

After much difficulty, he waited for the first rays of light in the morning. The bruises and blacks on his body were not completely recovered, and there were new pink marks on his body, making him even more invisible.

Obviously he didn't do anything, his limbs were numb, his whole body was stiff, and his breath was like a spring.

I can't tell whether it is more difficult to exhaust my strength in the first half of the night and contend with countless evil spirits, or the game of wooden people stamping if they are not allowed to move is more difficult in the second half of the night.

For several hours, Soi Ying tried his best to conceal from him how his sanity after being affected by the evil spirits turned him into a crazy person little by little.

During Sombra's madness, he still heard the system wake-up service-like notification sound from time to time.

Every few minutes, there will be a beeping report.

[Remember value -1000! 】

Lin Zhongyuan said, "I won't leave."

Soi Ying said, "Don't leave."

System: Remember value -500!

Lin Zhongyuan said: "Brother, my toes are itchy, let me scratch them."

Soi Ying also said, "Don't run away."

System: Remember value -800!

Lin Zhongyuan said: "I have a urgency to urinate."

Black Shadow sneered: "Liar."

System: Remember value -1000!

Lin Zhongyuan wanted to cry but had no tears, so he stopped talking and thought about life.

Hei Ying still clasped his neck and kissed him, calling Lin Zhongyuan loudly.

"Don't cry."

System: Remember value -1200!

Lin Zhongyuan cried even more fiercely: 555, you have never finished! ! !

System 555: Yes, I'm sorry host, I didn't mean it... The main reason is that many people thought you were finished, a useless person, and lost attention, so the ones that rose in the middle of the night and during the day began to fall...

In the end, Lin Zhongyuan gave up struggling and fell asleep directly on the big Simmons mattress he had chosen.

He can't be blamed, he also wants to wait until the morning, when his strength recovers, and immediately draw a talisman to suppress the black shadow back.

But he still ate too much last night. After he was full, he fought evil spirits for half the night. He was tired and full, and the bed was soft and comfortable... It was so easy to fall asleep.

Lin Zhongyuan didn't plan to sleep for too long. He set the alarm clock for 08:30 in the morning, because in his wish list yesterday, he also included the steamed stuffed bun with sweet soybean milk and tea eggs that would be delivered on time at [-]:[-].

However, when the alarm clock rang, Soi Ying pinched the alarm clock first.

When it's time for breakfast... This group of people have already decided that he lost to Xie Chong, so it's not appropriate to approach him at this time.The little disciple who was in charge of delivering the food was wearing Taoist robes. Afraid that the scene inside would be too scary, he put the plate at the door, knocked twice, and ran away like a courier.

Such movement still couldn't wake up Lin Zhongyuan from his deep sleep.

So, when Cui Lingyang finally got out of the confinement and hurried to find him, he only saw the unclaimed and cold breakfast, and the closed door at ten o'clock, with no movement at all. Temple gate.

Cui Lingyang's entire face turned pale.

He was punished by his teacher to lock him in a small black room all night yesterday, and he couldn't confirm the situation himself, so he begged his brothers to help him, to see if the people in the palace were still safe.

Just like that, I was still worried, I couldn't fall asleep all night, and my whole face turned pale.

When senior brother Ji came to deliver his meal in the morning, he immediately grabbed his brother's arm and asked,

"Brother Ji, good brother, did you read it for me? Did you help me? Is he okay? Is he all right??"

The person he called senior brother put down the plate, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, neither sad nor happy, "Well, I see, he is an interesting representative."

Cui Lingyang understood, what the brother said meant that Lin Zhongyuan had survived!

Brother Ji asked him why he cared so much about that sacrifice, and Cui Lingyang retorted righteously, "They caught the wrong person!"

At least this was not heard by anyone other than the senior brother, otherwise he would be reprimanded again.

But it was agreed to be fine, and he made it through, why did he finally come to see it before noon...but he didn't even open the door, didn't eat, and there was a dead silence?

Did Senior Brother Ji lie to him?

The terrible conjecture made him subconsciously hold his breath, he tried to knock on the door but no one answered, he gritted his teeth and pushed open the palace door.

The gate of the ghost king's palace was only locked at night, in order to ensure the integrity of the formation, and the heavy lock was opened long before the dinner plate was put down.

Just as the palace door was pushed open a crack, the chains made a rattling sound of metal clashing.

The three-meter-high gate was very heavy and creaked. As the palace gate was pushed open, the bright sunlight also spread, instantly illuminating the unrecognizable Ghost King Palace.

The huge statue of the ghost king is bathed in the sun. It doesn't look like it is located in some majestic palace, but it seems to be sitting in a physical store of IKEA, surrounded by countless bright and refreshing furniture that is full of comfortable and modern life. Even the chains wrapped around his body were condensed and glistened in the light.

The gloomy and oppressive atmosphere of the past is gone, only the sense of absurdity and magic is left.

If you look carefully, the sun shines brightly, because the windows around the palace that were once covered by layers of yellow paper charms have become transparent and bright, and the charm paper has disappeared. The water drops on the chains are because the humidifier has been turned on in the house, and a pot The hot water was also gurgling, and it was about to boil, and there was a teapot beside it.

And in the corner of this 'furniture market', a pale young man lay crookedly there. His body was covered with soft sunlight, and his hair was slightly golden under the light, just like a silent oil painting. , also like a portrait, unresponsive to the surrounding movements, motionless.

Obviously... the sound of knocking on the door, the sound of opening the door, the sound of boiling water... didn't even make his eyelids tremble.

It's like... dead.

Cui Lingyang's eyes widened in disbelief, he raised his hand to cover his mouth, subconsciously took a step back, tripped over something, and fell to the ground.

At this moment, he saw clearly.

On the soft bed, there was a figure that only people from the Taoist sect could see. The figure leaned over and kissed the young man's eyes, and then looked towards him, an outsider.

Then, maintaining his eye contact with Cui Lingyang, he slowly raised his index finger and placed it in front of his lips to make a silent gesture.

In the blink of an eye, Cui Lingyang was hit by a guess, he opened his mouth, his voice was trembling and dry,

"Could it be that you... are..."

You are... Lin Zhongyuan's dead... lover?

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The author has something to say:

Lin Zhongyuan: I'm not dead yet

don't talk nonsense