Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

"Because... has your depression been relieved?"

"So this world is going to dissipate?"

Pick up the diary on the ground, the floor under Zuo Yang's feet is disappearing in fragments.

Quickly walking to the window, Zuo Yang hurriedly tore off the "Fu" character sticker.

"Buzz~"

The eyes were distorted.

He returned to the cramped little mud house again.

Outside the house, the sky was gloomy and scary, which was a world of difference compared to the bright sunshine in the fan hut just now.

"Swish~"

Like the black line that bound fate, it seemed to sense Zuo Yang's breath and attacked from outside the house again!

"Zuo Yang! I see the future!"

"You idiot! Run out of the village!"

"You will be shackled all over your body, and you will be swallowed by the darkness!"

"Run now, it's still not too late!"

"Run!!!"

Outside the house, Li Xiang's hysterical wails came.

"You foresaw the future again?"

"Did you see my future?"

"I have a diary, and I was swallowed?"

Zuo Yang hesitated.

Looking outside the house, the black lines had blocked the door, and there was no chance for him to run out!

"Swish~"

The black lines were wriggling, as if they were going to swallow Zuo Yang.

"Click~"

Zuo Yang hurriedly opened the pink diary.

"Buzz~~"

The cramped little mud house was shaking again.

[Sunny on July 1]

The first page of the diary corresponds to a month in the past night.

August 1 at that time...

What will happen in this house?

The black lines around him quickly dissipated, and a festive red bed sheet appeared on the old bed.

The rot marks on the seat faded, and the broken window grilles were condensing.

Time... was going backwards rapidly.

Until, as far as Zuo Yang could see, there was a festive little house.

"This is..."

"Nannan was caught here and became a child bride, right?"

Looking around, under the festive red bed sheet, a dark and cold shackle was unusually conspicuous!

Those were the shackles used to detain prisoners in the past, inlaid with a brick on the wall.

The red bed and iron shackles, such a combination is too twisted.

Zuo Yang's eyelids twitched, because he could see that the shackles were covered with blood!

"Nannan wrote in the letter..."

"She was locked up here, shackled to prevent escape, and suffered from hunger and abuse..."

"..."

"She... was only five or six years old?"

"..."

Turning over the diary in his hand, it was visible to the naked eye that there were more bloodstains on the bed sheet, and the shackles were more and more worn.

Until [July 14], the bloodstains disappeared and the shackles were put away.

On the brand new Eight Immortals Table, there was an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks.

"Nannan... It took two weeks of torture... to accept this place..."

His fingers trembled slightly.

Zuo Yang tried to turn over the diary that was not followed.

After that, Nannan's mother wrote something in blood.

[Nannan... Mom misses you...]

Zuo Yang didn't know the corresponding time.

However, when he turned to this page.

Zuo Yang noticed that the window paper-cut with the word "Xi" turned into [Avalokitesvara Delivering a Child].

The picture that looked blurry before now looked extremely clear.

But in Zuo Yang's opinion, it was dazzling no matter how he looked at it.

"Pah~"

On the Eight Immortals Table, I don't know when, there were bags of earthy-looking Chinese medicine.

With just a slight sniff, Zuo Yang didn't dare to think about how bitter this thing was.

"Da Da Da~"

As the pages of the diary turned faster and faster, Zuo Yang could see that the Chinese medicine on the table kept appearing!

In the room, the sour smell became stronger and stronger.

Until...

Zuo Yang saw a small pillow on the red bed sheet...

"Is this the first child?"

"Pah~"

Turn the diary again, and the Chinese medicine is still appearing!

Appear...disappear...appear...disappear...

"Nimma!"

"Do you treat people as reproductive machines? Beast!!!"

Zuo Yang was inexplicably terrified.

Because during this period, there was no so-called 'Chinese medicine gap'!

"Plop~"

Suddenly, the medicine on the table was overturned, and a bloody human-shaped mark appeared on the bed sheet.

Soon!

The ground, the walls, and the room were all covered with blood.

"Is this...the fourth child?"

"Wait..."

"This...this..."

"......"

Zuo Yang was speechless.

The blood stains on the bed sheet meant the fourth child was born.

It was a girl....

But there are bloodstains on the ground and walls, what does that mean? ! ! !

"So... the fourth daughter died this way?"

"I guessed wrong..."

"I really underestimated the Song family..."

He laughed at himself.

Zuo Yang didn't want to look at these sad things anymore, he quickly turned the blank pages of the diary.

Visible to the naked eye, you can see that the walls are mottled, and there are more words like "can't have a baby" and "waste" on the seats.

But the sheets are always patched and sewn.

I don't know when, a nesting doll made of discarded cloth appeared.

"Sugar~"

The word "Sugar" was written on the fourth girl doll of the nesting doll.

The picture of [Guanyin giving birth] was also constantly taken apart and sewn with red ropes as time passed.

"Click~"

Perhaps because the diary was turned too quickly, the room returned to the cramped state of a small mud house again.

"Zuo Yang! You idiot!"

"Run!"

"Hmm?"

Time...seems to be repeating itself.

Zuo Yang heard Li Xiang's urging again.

He was somewhat dazed, as if he had walked through the long river of time.

"Buzz buzz buzz~"

The space in the house vibrated, and Zuo Yang looked outside.

"Swish swish swish~"

The disgusting black thread swept in again.

"Damn..."

"After reading all this, I still don't know anything..."

"Mrs. Song has suffered too much!"

"What is her depression?"

"The fourth child who died in infancy? Or sugar? And we have to flee from here?"

"Fuck!"

"Now, I will use my life to complete these for you?"

Swearing, the black thread poured into the small earth house like black water.

"Squirm~Squirm~"

Just then, the cracked white peach in the painting of [Avalokitesvara Delivering a Child] made a sound of squirming flesh.

"Puff~Puff~"

A disgusting, sour and smelly ginger-colored liquid flowed out from the flesh.

Zuo Yang looked at it and inexplicably had a strange idea...

"Swirl~"

The black lines gathered more and more, and they were about to wrap around.

Zuo Yang's eyes condensed!

"Could it be... really as I thought?"

"Nannan and Old Lady Song think I am kind and familiar..."

"Let's bet!!!"

Take out your phone and send the familiar message [If I don't reply to you in half an hour, don't come to Songjia Village] to the past.

Zuo Yang took a big step and jumped onto the earthen kang.

"Clang~"

As if knowing what Zuo Yang was going to do, a dark and cold shackle in the corner of the wall wrapped around like a snake.

"Fuck!"

"Li Xiang, your prediction is quite accurate!"

"Want to catch me?"

"This time, I will take all the regrets of Mrs. Song!"

"Ghost face sore!!!"

The face on the neck moved, confronting the darkness in the house.

Zuo Yang used both hands to open the flesh wall of the white peach and drilled in again!!!