Weird Sequence: Immortality Begins from Chinese Martial Arts

In August Gengshen, the stars set too slightly north.

Entering a ghost and accumulating corpses!

Jiangbei Province.

Hanshui City.

The south wind swept the dark clouds and spread them to the north like a tide.

The showers came as promised.

At the bus stop in front of the city hospital, the rain beat on the umbrellas, creating a misty blue mist.

The waiting shed was crowded with people. A young man, about 1.75 meters tall, with dark circles under his eyes and a handsome face, stood in the crowd in a daze, still recalling the scene just now in his mind.

"Doctor, my tinnitus is getting worse."

"The ears were checked and there were no problems. How do you feel?"

"I keep hearing a group of people whispering in my ear, but I can't make out what they are saying."

"Well, in your case, do you want to go to the psychiatric department on the seventh floor?"

Jiang You is twenty-five years old this year and works in an Internet company. His tinnitus has appeared two years ago. At first, it was just a small sound. He didn't take it seriously, thinking that he was angry. Who would have thought that in the past few years, this condition has become worse? The tinnitus is getting louder and louder, and it has seriously affected my sleep recently. I had to ask for leave from the company and go to the hospital for a check-up. It turned out that I was diagnosed with a mental problem!

Jiang You smiled bitterly in his heart, how could he afford the high cost of treatment? So be it.

"Dudu!"

The whistle of the bus interrupted Jiang You's thoughts, and the crowd surged towards the boarding entrance. He tried his best to grab a seat and sit down.

The air in the car was turbid, and Jiang You's chest felt tight. When he opened the car window, the cold, damp wind from outside blew in.

Suddenly, he frowned, "Fuck! Here we go again."

The tinnitus attacks became more and more frequent. Jiang You could only hear a group of people murmuring in his ears. The voices were sometimes sharp and sometimes deep, like ants crawling up from his ears until they reached his brain.

He put on his headphones, turned the music up to maximum, and closed his eyes.

"Livin' easy, lovin' free, season ticket, on a one-way ride

(Simple life, unfettered love, I came on a one-way ride)

Dont need reason dont need rhyme Aint nothing Id rather do

(No need for reasons, no need for rhyme, no need to do anything else)

Goin down party time My friends are gonna be there too

(Go forward, go to the party, all my friends are there)

I'm on the highway to hell!

(I'm driving on the highway of hell!)"

The violent rock music suppressed the whispers in his ears, making him feel relaxed for a moment.

The bus bumped up and down, and Jiang You fell asleep unconsciously.

Jiang You, who had not slept well for many days, slept very soundly until a cold wind woke him up.

He opened his eyes sleepily, tightened his tight clothes, turned on his phone and checked the time, "19:30."

"Oops, I've already sat and stood!"

He quickly pulled off his earphones and stood up. When he raised his head, his eyelids suddenly twitched.

The bus had stalled at some point, and I was the only one left in the carriage. The seats and floor were covered with a thick layer of dust, as if it had been abandoned for a long time, and a rotten smell filled my nose.

"What's going on here?"

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated and he quickly ran out of the car, making the car creak and groan.

This is the city center, with tall buildings on both sides. It is the most prosperous place in Hanshui City, but now it is extremely quiet! The streets that used to be noisy and bustling were now empty, with not a single soul in sight.

What's even more weird is that the exterior walls of the building are extremely dilapidated, covered with black moss and covered with dust. The entire city is shrouded in a layer of gray fog, and the neon lights in the distance are feebly flashing blood red lights from the fog, along the street. The shop was covered with cobwebs, reflecting an indigo light.

Jiang You stood on the city street, stunned by the scene in front of him. He raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his voice trembling, "Hey! Is there anyone?"

The fog rolled in and the sound echoed through the buildings.

"I just took a nap and everyone in the city disappeared?"

He looked down, his hands trembling slightly unconsciously.

Suddenly, Jiang You noticed something was wrong!

He pulled up the sleeve of his left arm, feeling a chill rise in his heart. On his forearm, a line of numbers that seemed to be written in blood and kept beating appeared! He rubbed his arms hard and couldn't wipe it off.

"00:59:58"

"00:59:57"

"00:59:56"

"Is this a countdown?"

"what happened?"

Countless doubts made Jiang You dizzy for a while. He stared at the countdown on his arm and felt his blood trembling with the flashing numbers. An inexplicable sense of urgency arose spontaneously, making Jiang You feel irritable, like a After an hour, something incredible will happen.

He walked on the street in panic. Although he didn't know what would happen in an hour, no matter what happened, he could only rely on himself at the moment.

The blue light shining from the windows on both sides made his face extremely ugly. The fog in the city gradually became thicker and the visibility gradually decreased.

He turned a corner, and a black ancient temple shrouded in gray mist suddenly jumped into sight!

A huge black ancient temple occupies the middle of the road.

The eaves are high and the overhangs are high. Below is a mottled vermilion door, with green brick walls on both sides.

The ancient temple is located on a huge platform made of white marble. The railings on both sides are carved with complex patterns, and behind it is a billowing gray mist.

Weird and spooky!

Behind the ancient temple, there is a wilderness. The asphalt road seems to have been cut off with a knife. Behind it is a country dirt road with decaying grass on both sides and ghostly black and gnarled trees. A village can be vaguely seen in the distance. Lights flicker.

Jiang You was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses.

"There must be something wrong with this temple!"

He bypassed the ancient temple and walked to the country road. He wanted to see what would be in the village. Maybe the turning point in the countdown would be there?

Just left for five minutes.

"Huh? This is..."

Something was falling from the sky. Jiang You stretched out his hand and saw a piece of dust falling from his palm.

The smell of burning paper came from afar.

"This is the ashes of paper money burned for the dead!"

Jiang You was shocked, and then he heard a faint suona sound coming from the fog ahead.

The hairs all over his body immediately stood up, his brain screamed, and his biological instincts warned him crazily, "Run!"

Jiang You immediately followed his intention and ran away. However, his body failed to live up to expectations and became weaker the more he ran. He fell to the ground after only three or four hundred meters. The sound of the suona in his ears became louder and louder, and the shrill voice reached the clouds.

Jiang You looked back and saw a strange figure emerging from the thick fog in the distance.

Can't run away.

Jiang You made a quick judgment, looked up again, and found that he had fallen under the steps of the ancient temple.

"Is this a coincidence or..."

Although he felt something was wrong in his heart, he had no time to worry about it at this time. He thought, "Gamble!" Although there were shops on both sides where he could hide, he had an intuition that he could only escape this funeral by entering the ancient temple. Team.

He got up and climbed up the stairs and ran towards the ancient temple.

As soon as I ran to the door, the temperature around me suddenly dropped, and cold air blew out from the crack in the door.

He raised his hand and pushed the door open.

"Squeak~"

The wooden door was pushed open a crack, Jiang You stepped in and quickly closed the door.

He leaned against the wooden door, "Boom! Boom! Boom!" His heart made a drum-like sound, almost jumping out of his throat. The sound of the suona at this time was extremely loud, as if it was playing in his ears.

He lay on the door, held his breath, and looked out through the crack in the door.

Outside the door, ashes were falling from the gray sky. Amid the mist on the rural dirt road, a group of livid-faced people wearing linen and mourning were playing the suona and skipping out. They walked past the steps in front of the ancient temple, followed by There was a wooden sedan made of giant wood, with black figures carrying it at the four corners, and sitting on it was a woman holding a spiritual tablet!

The woman wore a conical white pointed hat, her face was as white as putty, her eyes were black, and her lips were blood red!

Behind it is an extremely huge coffin. The coffin is as high as two stories, and its length is endless and stretches directly into the thick fog.

"What kind of thing can be used for such a coffin?"

Behind the door, Jiang You felt a chill rush from his spine to Tianling Gai. He held his breath and did not dare to move until the funeral procession passed by the ancient temple and gradually disappeared into the thick fog.

"Huh!" He was already suppressing his blush and was gasping for air.

While panting, I looked at this ancient temple. The temple was all gray and pockmarked, and I couldn't see it clearly. There was a courtyard in front, and a road paved with bricks and stones in the middle. There were low stone statues standing on both sides. I looked at it dimly at the end of the road. Draw the outline of a great hall.

Jiang You had no intention of entering to check, so he stood up and was about to leave.

As soon as he turned around, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

Door!

Gone!