"Gusu..."

"I haven't heard this word for a long time. Now when I think about it, I'm a little unfamiliar."

On the curved waterway, there was a fog suddenly lingering, and finally it condensed into a figure.

It was like a scholar in blue clothes, and he was carrying a folding fan in his hand. On the folding fan, there were landscape paintings and inscriptions by famous artists.

Beautiful and graceful.

"You're the corridor?"

The scholar smiled and said, "The name is just a name. I might not have called it this name a long time ago, but now, this is the name it gives me."

"I have to call it a hall."

Han Le took a deep breath.

His heartbeat began to rise.

He felt that he had come into contact with one of the most core secrets in this world.

The big explosion in the crow's memory made him feel extremely strange.

The laws of this world are so strange and are closely related to their previous lives, which makes Han Le have a strong desire to explore!

"Since you know Gusu, you must not be a mortal."

Lang thought for a while: "Come with me, what you want is not Qu Realm or Soul Power; then I have two things here, and it's useless to put them on, so I'll give them to you!"

After saying that, he didn't say anything more and left directly.

Although Han Le was confused, he still followed.

Along the way, they passed by many twists and turns of corridors and rockery, which was indeed a architectural style of Jiangnan gardens.

Han Le asked many questions, but the scholar did not answer.

He just told Han Le to rest as he was a little restless.

Soon, bypassing a rockery, they arrived in front of a wing room.

"There are two things on the table in this room that you may be able to use."

The words of the corridor are a bit inexplicable.

But Han Le didn't dare to believe it.

You know, since the time travel, most of the creatures he encountered have been bad intentions.

But in this garden, this corridor that transforms into a scholar is so friendly.

What exactly is the opportunity Qu Xiangxiang mentioned?

Is this really as beautiful as it looks?

What is the Suzhou Pingtan you heard? Is it a Qujing?

Han Le was full of doubts and just looked at the scholar.

The scholar suddenly laughed: "But I forgot that the humans of your generation are extremely suspicious."

"Are you afraid that I will install some trap in this room to harm you?"

"It's okay, I'll go in first."

After saying that, he pushed open the door of the room.

Han Le took a rough look at the home inside, at least it was the style of the Ming and Qing dynasties. He was not an antique expert and it was difficult to identify.

But in terms of preservation, it is as good as before.

There is no dust at all, as if someone wipes it from time to time.

There are scrolls and incense burners on the table, which seem to be the residence of scholars.

The windows of the wing room face the east, and the sunshine is just around the corner.

"Sit down."

The hall sat in a chair easily and looked at Han Le with a smile:

"Actually, I want to answer many of the questions you just asked, but I can't answer them."

Han Le stared at him: "Why?"

The hall shrugged: "It's just that I can't say it."

"Anyway, I'm about to disappear. It's rare for someone to know about Gusu, which is a bit comforting."

"This room was once lived by a Taoist priest named Ye. The Taoist priest is said to be a land god. The two things he left behind should not be ordinary."

"It's better to give it to you instead of disappearing with me."

Han Le pondered for a moment and asked, "Are you going to disappear?"

A trace of loneliness flashed in the scholar's eyes: "Yes."

"I don't know how long I have lived for so many years and can finally disappear."

"To me, it's a bit of relief. After all, that feeling of emptiness... is really unbearable!"

In the last sentence, he was grinding his teeth trembling.

Han Le heard a murderous intent.

But the murderous intent is fleeting.

"Sorry. This is my instinct." Lang smiled: "Fortunately, I still remember Jinglun Dayi and could restrain myself."

"While I can't tell you anything else, I can tell you my story."

"Young man, do you know about Huang?"

At that moment, a trace of lightning flashed through Han Le's mind!

...

Young man, do you know about Huang?

This sentence seemed to open a skylight for Han Le.

Since his time travel, he has been accepting the perception of wild beasts in the particle barrier.

He had considered the causes of the wild beast, but he couldn't figure it out.

He always thought that wild beasts were just a name for those terrible monsters.

But now.

He knew he had made a serious mistake.

There is no reason why wild beasts are called wild beasts.

The tone of the Lang is very sincere, indeed like a person who is about to leave the world, retelling his life

In his own words, although his memory is blurred, he still remembers that he was born in a water town in Jiangnan in a certain dynasty.

He was from a small family and had a good fortune and achieved success. His parents also found a good match for him.

It is the time to be proud of the spring breeze.

However, God does not follow people's wishes, and a serious illness comes to him.

The sudden illness came, like a landslide and cracked, almost costing his life.

If it weren't for a Taoist priest named Ye who was passing by, who used his skillful tricks and brought him back from the gate of hell, he would probably have died young.

My family was grateful to Master Ye, but they never asked where the disease came from.

Only Lang himself asked secretly.

The Taoist priest just sighed and said a word.

shortage.

He didn't understand at that time.

Master Ye lived in his house for only two days before leaving, leaving two things. The family respected the Taoist priest very much, so he naturally cleaned the room day and night and offered it to Master Ye's immortal temple.

The scholar originally thought that life would always get better after this serious illness.

Then, something strange happened.

After recovering from the illness, the family moved out of the ancestral home one after another.

They seemed to be unable to see him.

It took the scholar a long time to confirm this. For a while, he even wondered if he had become a ghost, and the Taoist priest had not cured his illness at all.

But in fact, he is still alive, but others can't see him anymore.

He cannot leave this ancestral home.

The world changes.
To be continued...