Ninety Thousand Miles Across the Weird World

Chapter 128 Dreamland, One Coffin and One Coffin

Xin Chou year, August, Mid-Autumn Festival.

The castle master's birth daughter, Fenxue is lovely and very happy.

Named Shang Qing'e, the castle master's husband and the castle master are very affectionate, and the harp and harp sing harmoniously. Yu was lonely and helpless when he was young, but fortunately the castle master rescued her.

I swear that I will be loyal to the Lord of the castle in this life.

The castle owner is happy, and so am I.

Shang Luo quickly finished reading this article, it was nothing special, there was nothing strange about it, and it just talked about Shang Qing'e's birth, she was cute as a pink snow when she was young, her parents must not have disliked her yet.

"Unfortunately, later..."

Shang Luo shook his head.

He flipped through a few more pages.

It's all trivial matters, such as the mischievous young lady, and the hard-working martial arts of the little Shangluo, Uncle Fu is in a happy mood.

Some eat and drink, and the family is trivial.

Until more than a dozen pages were turned over in a row.

Gengzi year, the end of the year, the end of the year is approaching.

The ancestral hall is old.

The owner of the castle ordered it to be repaired again for the purpose of laying the foundation of the ancestors. Du Guanshi secretly deducted the rations of the long-term workers, causing several long-term workers to starve to death.

After Miss found out, Lei Ting was furious, and ordered Du Guanshi to be tied up, whipped and punished in public, and then personally executed, and everyone obeyed.

Missy has such means at such a young age, and all the people in the castle also admire her, and I also admire her. It is really a blessing for the business castle that Missy is so courageous.

"Everyone agrees?"

Shang Luo frowned, when did everyone accept Shang Qing'e?

She has been weak since she was a child, and she has the title of an idiot young lady. She has been called a big lady since she was a child, and the people in the castle, from the manager to the servant, who regards her as the real young lady?
When Shang Luo was around, these people didn't dare to make mistakes. If Shang Luo wasn't around, she couldn't even control the maids in her yard.

Those maids often steal her jewellery, cheat and play tricks, and she can't control them.

Shangluo had a headache, so he continued to browse.

Husband and wife are harmonious, there is only one daughter, she is decisive in killing, smart, clever, swift and resolute, with iron fists, everyone is convinced,...

This?
Shang Luo's head was split open, and it was painful. Why did Uncle Fu's record of Shang Qing'e, Shang Qing'e, be different from what he remembered.

The Shang Qing'e in his memory was weak, kind, and pitiful, even if he was occasionally capricious, he was so pitiful.

Father dies, mother does not love.

Much like his once poor sister.

correct.

What about Shang Xue'e?

These scrolls did not record her from beginning to end, not even a single word, as if she was a non-existent person.

A person who does not exist.

But it exists in his memory, this...how is this possible?

He clearly remembered that a few days ago, Shang Xue'e had just killed Qing'e, Shang Xue'e's appearance was vivid in his eyes, and his voice was still in his ears.

"Uncle Fu lied to me?"

No, these papers, these words, and the degree of smearing of the ink, it can be seen that they were not written overnight.

"It can't be fake, and it's impossible for Uncle Fu to lie to me."

Shangluo only felt the coldness piercing his bones, like being in an ice cave.

"Hey~"

There was a sound of sighing, and Wang Fu appeared behind him. Shang Luo slowly turned his head, his eyes full of doubts: "Uncle Fu? What are these... the truth?"

Wang Fu shook his head: "I don't know what the truth is, all I know is that Missy is definitely not the Missy before.

She has changed. "

Shangluo's throat felt dry.

"The Qing'e in my memory has always been like this? The young lady in everyone's memory is also like this, Uncle Fu, what does the young lady look like in your memory?"

Wang Fu smiled wryly.

"I don't believe in memory for a long time. Sometimes, dreams are more reliable than memory, and what I record with pen and paper is also more reliable than memory.

The eldest lady has changed, and the entire merchant castle has changed. It doesn't matter what the truth is, what matters is that you have to escape quickly. "

"Do not!!!"

Shang Luohuo stood up.

He stared straight into Wang Fu's eyes: "It must not be like this. Merchant Fort has always been the way I remember it. Uncle Fu, you are sick."

"The master of the castle has excellent medical skills, let's go to him for treatment."

Shang Luo took Wang Fu's hand and pulled it outside.

"Idiot, stupid."

Wang Fu pushed Shangluo away and shouted sharply.

"Even if you don't have this record, don't you really not notice the abnormality? Since the Jiuyuan Rebellion, why hasn't the gate of the fort been opened? Even if you go in and out, you have to use the suspension bridge?"

Shang Luo said: "To prevent zombies."

Wang Fu scolded: "Fart, even if you want to prevent zombies, you only need to open the door for a moment, and you can let the people out of the fort to survive. Why would you rather starve them to death than give them a way out?"

"These days, ask yourself, have you really met the castle owner? Where did that shitty merchant Xue'e come from?"

"Young Master Sima, why did you live in our castle for no reason?"

"Do you really believe the shit reason they gave?"

Wang Fu said a lot in one breath, with tears streaming down his face: "There is no distinction between true and false in this world, do you really think that ghosts are only stronger than ordinary people?

Have you ever seen the weirdness when they manipulate people's hearts?Remember Uncle Fu's words, don't look for the truth.

You are just a mortal, it is enough to be alive, run away, run away, run away~"

Wang Fu said three escape words in a row.

Shang Luo waved his hand: "Uncle Fu, Qing'e is still here, I want to take her to escape together."

"You can't take her away. If you take her, you can't escape, you can only die." Wang Fu sneered.

"Uncle Fu, what else do you know?"

Wang Fu closed his eyes wearily.

"I had a terrible dream the day before yesterday. In the dream, Merchant Fort turned into a pitch-black coffin. Me, you, Miss, everyone in Merchant Fort desperately patted on the lid of the coffin, trying to escape.

We can't escape, the fire is burning us, the pain is extreme, and we have no way to escape.

In addition to us, there is another dragon trapped. The Merchant Fort is to trap the dragon, no~ In my dream, the entire Jiuyuan Realm became a big coffin.

The inner and outer coffins, this coffin is the merchant fort; this outer coffin is the boundary of Jiuyuan.

After waking up from the dream, my whole body was drenched in cold sweat. I carefully recalled the dream, unable to move all over my body, and thought of a terrible fact... This is a situation.

The game of the trapped dragon. "

Shang Luo took a breath, and stepped back: "The trap of the dragon? Uncle Fu, do you still want to say that no matter whether the dragon can break the trap, everyone in the trap will die?"

"Correct."

Wang Fu sneered.

"Fairy gods fight, mortals suffer."

"Shangluo, I have always regarded you as a parent and child, so I don't want you to encounter unexpected disasters. Tonight, you go out from the suspension bridge and escape to the outside of Jiuyuan.

Run as far as you can, even if you can't run out of the Jiuyuan boundary, don't stay in the center of Jiuyuan, go to the edge.

There is still a chance. "

After listening to Uncle Fu's words, Shang Luo didn't know what to do, escape?
No, you can't escape.

Sister Qing'e is still here!
……

At this time, Qing'e was standing in front of Li Jun, waiting for Li Jun's answer.

(End of this chapter)