After the retired judge enters the escape game

Qi Wuguo gave up digging out this small detail from the mountain of memory. Anyway, at the beginning of the plot, he would remember it when he met the child.

Digging up memories is really exhausting.

Qi Wuguo never thought of leaving this place to find Duan Li, this small space in the ghost domain looks extremely huge.

The self-explosion of the greedy wolf puppet should have caused him and Duan Li to enter the same place, so he will naturally meet Duan Li when he waits quietly for the plot to happen.

He suspected that this small space might have something to do with Duan Li, but after searching through his memory, Qi Wuguo didn't find Duan Li's existence.

If Duan Li was someone who had crossed paths with him, then when Xie Bi'an came to visit and restore Guichai's memory, he should have remembered things related to Duan Li.

But Qi Wuguo didn't think about it, maybe Duan Li really never had an intersection with him, maybe there was a problem with his memory.

Qi Wuguo remembered what Cui Jue said before, he suddenly deteriorated to the point where he almost lost his wits, and he woke up after soaking in the river of forgetfulness for a long time.

After waking up from the River of Forgetfulness, Qi Wuguo didn't feel that he was any different from before.He just suddenly felt a little tired and didn't want to be a ghost messenger anymore.

So he chose to exchange his merits for reincarnation, and there seemed to be nothing missing.

The only thing that was wrong was probably the painting and the reason for his rapid decline.

Qi Wuguo felt that he might be able to know something about him and Duan Li in this small space of the ghost domain.

Out of various considerations, he did not leave this place, but settled down with peace of mind, and quickly adapted to life in the village.

A few days passed, Qi Wuguo went to the tea shed to drink tea according to his daily habit.

Although he is a private school teacher, he is very self-willed. He didn't prepare everything conscientiously in the early morning and wait for the children in the village to come to class.

He does not have any big ambitions in opening a private school, nor is it for teaching and educating people, it is purely to pass the time.

The village sent the child to him just to let the child learn a few words.

Today is fatuous, and the treacherous officials of the court are in power, and the children of poor families who have nothing to do with it don't have to think about passing the imperial examination to get ahead.Studying is just to find a better life in the city.

From the perspective of the villagers, Mr. Qi is a nice person and doesn't charge money.Generally, if the villagers send some food and clothes, he can send the children to him to study, and naturally he will not be too demanding.

Qi Wuguo leaned against the window and drank tea, he looked at the end of the road, wondering if he could pick up that child today.

Naturally, he can't remember things that happened hundreds of years ago very clearly.

The only detail Qi Wuguo remembers is that on the day he picked up the child, he drank tea in the tea shed and saw a big show.

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, he saw a convoy galloping from the end of the official road.

A carriage was heavily guarded in the very center. The exterior of the carriage looked extremely low-key, and it didn't look like a carriage of the rich and powerful.

Qi Wuguo regained his energy, and turned his body sideways to look out.

After waiting for a few days, the group finally arrived.

This group of people came from Anbei Palace, which guarded the northwest frontier. The emperor listened to the slander and felt that his younger brother who guarded the northwest was his biggest threat.

Coinciding with the death of the Queen Mother, King Anbei naturally wanted to return to Beijing for the funeral, and the emperor wanted to take the opportunity to kill King Anbei.

King Anbei is not a character to be slaughtered by others, he broke out of the siege under heavy siege.This group of people is responsible for guarding the princess and the one-year-old son.

The prince has many children, although this is a rare legitimate son, but compared to the prince's own life, it is naturally not that important.

After all, in the eyes of most men in this era, especially those who hold a lot of power, a wife can remarry after death, and a son can be reborn after death.

When necessary, it is natural to give up his wife and son to save his own life.What's more, the weight of the princess and the son-in-law is heavy enough, and it is the best bargaining chip to draw away the pursuers.

In short, this should be the case at hand.

All of this is Qi Wuguo's speculation.

The child he was waiting for was Prince Anbei's son.

Although he knew what would happen afterwards, Qi Wuguo would not intervene.

The underworld seldom intervenes in human affairs. Even in this special situation, ghost messengers will help complete some tasks, but they will not do unnecessary things.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, love and hatred, fame and fortune, are all like passing clouds in Qi Wuguo's eyes.

He doesn't have any compassion, and he doesn't have compassion for others, so naturally he won't take the initiative to save people.

He saw the group of people fleeing towards the side road, and then he looked away and poured himself another cup of tea.

Qi Wuguo didn't get up until the side dishes on the table were finished and the pot of tea was drained.

"Sir, are you leaving so early today?"

Qi Wuguo waved his hand: "I'm full, let's go out for a walk."

He got up and walked unhurriedly along the direction where the convoy disappeared just now.

Qi Wuguo walked forward along the path, leaving many traces of fighting around.All of this fit perfectly with what happened in memory.

Further on, blood and corpses start to be found.

Qi Wuguo squinted his eyes, looked at the shadows beside the corpses, his face was numb and blurred, he stood there in a daze.

The woods are very quiet, except for the occasional crowing of crows.

In the air, the sound of chains that ordinary people cannot hear suddenly sounded.

He waved his hand and said hello to his colleagues who were busy seducing ghosts.

Judging from the number of ghost messengers who rushed over, there were not a few people who died in the woods.

The style of the black robe was slightly different, and it looked like a small-headed ghost messenger came over.

"Judge Qi, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Qi Wuguo nodded and said, "I have official business, how many people died here?"

Holding a pamphlet in his hand, the ghost messenger said, "There are 110 nine people in total, four of them are women, and the rest are all men."

Qi Wuguo nodded and said, "Go and do your work."

After bidding farewell to this ghostly colleague, Qi Wuguo was stunned for a moment, this really happened before.

When he picked up the child in the woods, he did meet a colleague who came to seduce the soul, and had such a conversation.

However, this matter should only be known to him.

How could the creator of this small ghost space know about this memory.

Qi Wuguo pinched the center of his brows, looked back at his colleague who was fascinated, and then continued to walk forward.

The deeper you go into the woods, the more tragic the scene becomes.

Finally, Qi Wuguo stopped beside the cliff, and in front of him were extremely lush weeds and vines.These vines cover the entire mountain wall, like a natural green screen.

Qi Wuguo walked a few steps to the left along the mountain wall, and then brushed aside the vines there with one hand.

A pale face was revealed, her eyes were wide open, and she just stared straight ahead, as if anyone approached would be violent enough to kill them.

However, several blood holes on her body showed that this was just a corpse.

Qi Wu bent down, raised his hand to cover the eyes of the female corpse, and whispered, "I will take good care of your child."

After his hand was removed, the female corpse's eyes were closed.

Qi Wuguo carried the female corpse aside, revealing a hollow on the mountain wall behind her.

The child in the hollow was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

This female corpse is the princess, and from the situation in front of her, one can infer what happened before.

The concubine fled to this place in a hurry. As a weak woman, she couldn't run away from the pursuers.She found the hollow in the mountain wall and stuffed the child into it.

In order to protect the child, she didn't make any sound even if she was stabbed with a spear by the pursuers.

The gunpoints of these pursuers were already stained with blood during the fight, so naturally they didn't notice anything unusual, so she just used her body to protect her child.

After Qi Wuguo buried the princess, he left with the child.

Since then, he has started raising children for several years.

It's not that Qi Wuguo has never doubted whether this child is Duan Li, but from this immature face, he really can't see the shadow of Duan Li in the future.

In addition, this child seems to be no different from all one-year-old children, sleeping, eating and playing.

Qi Wuguo pushed the door open and walked in, watching the child lying on the bed playing with his saliva.

"..."

Well, this kid is definitely not Duan Li, at least not the Duan Li he knows.

It wasn't until the child was six years old that Qi Wuguo saw some familiar outlines, from the eyebrows to the outlines, Duan Ruo's shadow began to appear.

Qi Wuguo sat in the yard and watched the child run in from outside the yard, happily rushing in with a fish in his hand.

"Sir, sir, I caught a fish."

"Well, Erbao is back?"

Qi Wuguo smiled and said to Erbao

The name Erbao is really not Qi Wuguo's bad taste.

When carrying the child back, Qi Wuguo remembered the name he had given the child back then.

At that time, he didn't know the identity of the child at all, so he directly took a dictionary and asked the child to look up the name he pointed to.By such a coincidence, he pointed to the words "two" and "bao", so the child was called Erbao.

This time Qi Wuguo still used the same method, still using these two words.

He sighed, feeling more and more strange.

With the development of the plot to this point, Qi Wuguo can be sure that this small space in the ghost domain is indeed related to Duan Li.However, this Duan Li in front of him is different from the real Duan Li.

The reason is very simple, he can't imagine how that cleanliness Duan Li could do such a thing as fishing in the water.

Qi Wuguo took the fish from the child and asked, "What fish do you want to eat today?"

"Drink the fish soup."

The child's voice was extremely loud, and he seemed very happy about eating fish.

In this era, the material is naturally not as rich as it was hundreds of years ago. Usually, it is mostly vegetables and grains, and the meat is mostly eggs.

In recent years, the harvest has not been good, and the fish in the river have been almost exhausted.

This child can bring back a palm-length fish, which is regarded as an improvement in food.

Qi Wuguo's cooking skills are really bad, it has been like this for thousands of years.

This is a very normal thing, he is not a living person at all, does not need to eat, and does not have too much demand for food.If there is nothing to eat, it is a big deal not to eat.

Raising children is different. Children are always hungry.

Most of the time they eat, the villagers will send some dishes over, and there is no need for Qi Wuguo to cook.However, the fish that Xiaowa caught were different. He couldn't take it to the neighbor's house and ask others to help him.

These simple villagers will never accept money; if they distribute the fish to others, it is such a slap-long fish that no one can eat much after the distribution.

Usually when encountering such a situation, Qi Wuguo can only bite the bullet and go on.

After exhausting his whole body's cooking skills, the fish can only be regarded as cooked at best. As for the milky white fish soup that is so fresh that the eyebrows fall off, it does not exist.

Erbao was sensible, he took a spoonful of fish soup from the bowl and handed it to Qi Wuguo's mouth.

Qi Wuguo took a sip, it was a bit fishy, ​​but it was still drinkable.

"You can drink the rest."

Erbao knew that the husband was actually a very picky person, so he took a spoon and started to drink the fish soup.

Qi Wuguo saw that the child drank quite deliciously, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Er Bao swallowed the food in his mouth, shook his head and said, "It's not good."

This kid is really sincere.

Qi Wuguo wasn't angry at all, he didn't need a little baby to lie to himself.

He said: "No way, I'm not good at this by nature."

Er Bao nodded, then buried himself in the bowl and finished it.

When he put down the bowl, he saw that Qi Wuguo just casually ate a few chopsticks of green vegetables and half a bowl of porridge.He knew that the husband was not trying to save money, but just thought the food was not tasty.

In Erbao's young mind, he never felt that it was strange that his husband was still living comfortably despite not doing much work every day.

What he is more worried about is another thing, the husband eats too little every day.He heard from the kid next door that if he eats too little, he gets sick easily.

Er Bao didn't want his husband to get sick, not at all.

Qi Wuguo saw that Erbao would be stunned when he got angry, his brows suddenly frowned, and he looked a bit ruthless in the future.

He became interested and asked, "What's the matter? The fish soup is too bad?"

Er Bao said: "I like everything you cook, sir, but I'll cook for you in the future."

Qi Wuguo smiled and said: "You are such a little baby, you still boast that you want to take care of me?"

Erbao stood up, with a serious expression, patted his chest and said, "I will study hard, if I can't do it in one day, I can take two days, if I can't do it in two days, I can take three days, I can always practice!"

Qi Wuguo suddenly remembered that the first day he met Duan Li in the real world, the other party invited him to a meal.

The taste of that meal seemed to be completely according to his appetite.

After the two got acquainted, Qi Wuguo knew that Duan Li had a mild obsession with cleanliness, and felt even more strange that he had good cooking skills.

After all, when dealing with ingredients in the kitchen, you always have to touch some unclean parts.

When he asked Duan Li, the other party's answer was, I don't know why, but I feel that I should have good cooking skills.

When Qi Wuguo saw the serious-looking child in front of him, a thought came to his mind.Could it be that Duan Li's good cooking skills are actually related to the promise made hundreds of years ago?

After revisiting hundreds of years of memories from different angles, Qi Wuguo discovered many connections with Duan Li.

The details of getting along with each other even gave Qi Wuguo an illusion, as if this was in the real world, and he had traveled hundreds of years ago.There is another reason why Qi Wuguo had this illusion.

In the past few years, there has never been a supernatural event.

Every small space in the ghost domain is full of fierce ghosts, this is the rule.

Why is this small space so special? For several years, Qi Wuguo has never seen a second player, nor has he seen any supernatural events.

That night, the conclusion that Qi Wu had made during the day was overturned.

He was lying on the bed, about to fall asleep, and Er Bao was lying on the inner side.

Erbao is still a six-year-old child, so naturally he went to bed early.Qi Wuguo was about to fall asleep after turning around outside, when he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door.

The knock on the door was not loud, but he was a little panicked. It seemed that the person seemed to be afraid of waking up something, and was running for his life again.

Qi Wuguo glanced at Erbao, and saw that the child had started to turn around a little irritably, so he knew that if the person outside continued to knock like this, he would have to wake the child up.

He got up, then grabbed a piece of clothing to put on, and then went to open the door.

Qi Wuguo opened the door and saw two strangers at the door.

In this kind of small village, everyone is very familiar with each other. Generally speaking, except for the relatives of the villagers, they will not accept outsiders to spend the night in the village.

Although Qi Wuguo is not from the village, he has an official status and was accepted, so he can settle here.

The two people in front of me did not know where they came from.

He put his hand on the door, and didn't let the two of them in directly: "Who are you looking for?"

The two looked at each other, and there was a sense of survival after a catastrophe in their eyes.

"Here, young master, we are lost, can we borrow a night?"

Once Qi Wuguo heard the accents of these two people, he knew who they were.Not surprisingly, this should be two players.

He didn't directly reveal any difference, but said: "Sorry, my family is poor, and I'm afraid it's not enough to entertain guests."

The two looked at each other again, and hurriedly said, "It doesn't matter, we can sleep in the yard overnight."

Qi Wuguo was about to say something when he suddenly heard a strange voice behind him.

It was a weird sound, somewhat similar to a suona, but not as high pitched as a suona.In the middle of the night, intermittently, it didn't sound like a normal voice.

Qi Wuguo looked into the distance, the person at the head was wearing a long black robe with a dull expression, behind him was a group of mighty ghosts.

It's just an excuse from the Yin soldiers. Although Qi Wuguo hasn't seen it in the past few years, it seems that these two players are avoiding this matter.

The expression on Qi Wuguo's face did not show any clues, in the eyes of the other two people, they felt that he should not be able to see those ghosts.

He smiled and said: "Since that's the case, there is still a woodshed in the house. Although it is a little rough, at least there are tiles to cover it."

After finishing speaking, Qi Wuguo led the two players to settle down, and closed the door thoughtfully.

Only when the crisis of the two players is resolved can they feel a little more at ease.They considered themselves lucky to have found this first safe zone.

Even if you are killed in the subsequent customs clearance, at least you can start again with the blessing in the safe zone.

Sure enough, in this level, this place is the only one that can have a glimmer of life.For all players, this small space in the ghost domain is the ultimate level.

They are the ones who deserve to die, and if they are lucky, they can live for a while longer.

The ghost domain small space does not seem to be a place for charity. After a certain number of ghost domain small spaces, they will enter the endless reincarnation space.

Theoretically speaking, it is also possible to clear the endless reincarnation space.It's just that no one seems to be able to get out of this small space.

In this space, there is a starting point.

All players start from that starting point, some people die in the process of clearing the level, and some people will come back suddenly.

The starting point has almost developed into the size of a small town, but there is not much time to repair there.At most, it's just a breath of relief, and then exchange some thoughts on the next pass.

In fact, the experience of other players is not very useful. In this endless reincarnation space, all the small levels are randomly formed based on the fears and past experiences of the participating players, and there is no reference for others.

The most valuable information they exchanged was information about the safe zone.

In the endless space of reincarnation, there are several safe areas, if you can find them, it is equivalent to renewing your life.

It's just that there is a safe zone, and there is no exact location. Simply put, it depends on luck.

Qi Wuguo leaned against the wall, listened to the two players discuss everything, and then quietly left.

After returning to the room, he sat by the bed, looked at the sleeping Er Bao, and fell into deep thought.

From the information obtained from the few words of the two players just now, it seems that his identity this time is not a player, but an NPC?