Underworld exchange group

Chapter 345 Artifact Spirit
Zhang Fan lowered his head and pondered for a long time before asking Zhou Zhenyun: "Can candles be lit in the building? Tell someone to go in and light a candle in the southwest."

Zhou Zhenyun said, "I'll go."

It is estimated that the workers on those construction sites don't even know where the southwest is.

Zhou Zhenyun moved very quickly, and he didn't dare to stay inside for a long time, he came out after a short time.

"can!"

"It can be lit, and the candle flame is normal."

Then this thing is really strange.

Zhang Fan asked, "Where was this building before?"

Regarding this, Zhou Zhenyun had already investigated it in detail when he was investigating and trying to solve this problem. He said: "It is a thatched cottage full of ancient charm. The exact age is unknown. The gentleman's surname is Ji."

Zhang Fan asked, "Did you leave anything behind?"

Zhou Zhenyun said, "Some books."

Zhang Fan asked, "Where are the books?"

The contractor on the side interjected, "I wanted to burn them, but something happened before I had time, and now they are all still in the garbage dump."

Immediately, Zhang Fan and his party went to the garbage dump, and checked half of the books beside the garbage.

The previous owner should have been a scholar.

Zhang Fan picked up one of the books and read it. He read it very quickly. After finishing a book, he asked someone to set up the fire bucket, threw it in after finishing reading, and burned it cleanly.

"What the hell is he doing?"

"I do not know!"

Migrant workers were confused.

"This man is not a liar."

One of the migrant worker brothers who was lazy and smoking a cigarette said: "I look like a liar. There is no master as young as him. Our boss may have been cheated. Hey, contractor... Come here, come here."

The big-bellied contractor gave him a stare. He was a fellow townsman, so he spoke freely: "Lazy man, stop messing with me. The boss still needs you to teach me how to do things."

The lazy man said: "This mother is really a liar. I don't read many books, but I also know how to read books like this. If you read a book twice, you will be finished?"

Not to mention them, even Zhou Zhenyun couldn't understand what Zhang Fan was doing.

Fortunately, Zhang Fan's speed was fast enough, and it didn't take long for most of the books to be thrown into the fire barrel and burned.

"Mr. Zhang, do you need my help?"

Zhang Fan ignored it. Zhou Zhenyun read it too slowly. In the time he took to read one book, Zhang Fan probably finished reading all the books here. Suddenly, Zhang Fan said happily: "I found it..."

I saw Zhang Fan holding an old book in his hand.

He read aloud: "During the Wanli period, Governor Ji Gong ordered to build a tree. He sat in it, hung it down with a rope, and fell ten feet into the ground. In a world, misty clouds and misty trees, gloomy trees, among which there are golden nails and rich gates, extremely magnificent, I met the emperor in the palace, Gong Yin asked about the ghosts, the emperor said: "Human death has a soul, and the soul has a size. There are many murderers in the village, so the underworld minister only punishes the souls of those who have been punished..."

After reading this, Zhang Fan's voice stopped abruptly.

"Mr. Zhang, what is written on it is Liaozhai Miscellaneous Tan?"

Zhou Zhenyun thought it was an ancient chatter, but Zhang Fan knew that what was described here was the scene of the nether world and the underworld.I was so angry that this man had the guts to describe what he saw in the underworld.

But this person is obviously a scholar, how could he enter the underworld?

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's expression changed, and he asked, "Did you hear anything?"

Zhou Zhenyun and the workers on the construction site all pricked up their ears.

Sure enough, I heard an ethereal sound of music coming from a distance, like the sound of a zither or a flute, in short, it was played by an unknown musical instrument, very ancient and very vast.

The music is full of sorrow and sorrow.

Chu Jianjia, who was making pictures on another piece of land, paused for a while, and his attention was also attracted by the music, "Where did the music come from..." The music seemed to come from a very ancient and far away place, The sadness revealed in the music was heartbreaking, and it immediately occupied Chu Jianjia's weak heart and touched her sentimental nerves.

Zhang Fan and the others were fascinated when they heard this, and the guard of the building hurried over and said, "It's not good, a little girl ran into the building."

"what?"

Zhang Fan was taken aback. Where did the little girl come from here, except Chu Jianjia? He nervously asked: "Is that little girl 1.6 meters seven eight, very beautiful, very literary."

The man nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes, yes..."

Zhang Fan's face changed drastically: "It's over, it's Jian Jia."

He quickly ran to the main entrance of the building.

"What's the matter with you, didn't you tell you to watch the building and not let people go in?"

"We are watching and telling the little girl not to go in. The little girl seems to be possessed by a demon. She doesn't care about us at all, and she can't stop her."

Recalling that it is okay for ordinary people to enter the building, but going in by himself may cause serious trouble, so Zhang Fan took out his mobile phone and called Chu Jianjia.

The phone was able to get through, but it rang for a long time and no one answered.

Zhou Zhenyun also hurriedly chased after him: "Mr. Zhang, how is it? Miss Jian Jia has come out?"

Zhang Fan shook his head, anxiously took out his mobile phone and dialed again.

But I still got through and no one answered.

Zhang Fan yelled at the building: "Jianjia, Chu Jianjia..." The sound was like rolling thunder, and it spread across several miles, and the quiet lakeside of Mingshui seemed to be awakened, the grass leaves swayed, and the birds fled.

The world seemed to explode.

How could Zhou Zhenyun, a mere mortal next to Zhang Fan, endure such a body roar, covered his ears in pain, and his fingernails were deeply pierced into his flesh.

At the far end, the migrant worker who just said that Zhang Fan was a liar dropped the ladle on the ground. He was terrified and said after a while, "My dear, that voice is so fucking loud."

"Such a loud voice must not be a liar."

"It's really powerful"

The sound is not only high, but accompanied by the sound of bombing like rolling thunder, which is actually something that ordinary people can make.

Zhou Zhenyun had only heard about Zhang Fan's ferocity for a long time, and now he had real insight.

"Jianjia..."

He yelled several times, but there was no response.

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and walked into the building. Zhou Zhenyun hurriedly stopped Zhang Fan and said, "Mr. Zhang, it's not that you don't want to go in. Let's go in and look for it."

"I'll go in by myself, you just wait outside, no matter what happens, don't come in."

After speaking, Zhang Fan strode into the building.

The inside of the building was empty with concrete walls. Zhang Fan walked up the stairs one by one, and the boundless music sounded in his ears again.Jian Jia must have been fascinated by the music, lost her mind, and followed the music all the way.

Zhang Fan also followed the music all the way. He didn't know how many floors he went up. He pushed open a door and walked over. A vast sea.

"This is where?"

Above the sea and sky, there are many women in plain clothes kneeling, with a noble temperament, holding various musical instruments in their hands, playing ancient music, the whole world has become holy and ancient.

"Who are these people?"

"No, no, this should be in someone's memory."

But what happened next was extremely shocking and heartbreaking.

After the performance, the women in plain clothes all prostrated and knelt to the sky, which seemed to be a very ancient prayer ceremony, but in the end, to Zhang Fan's surprise, they all took out their daggers, pointed at his chest, and stabbed fiercely. went in.

One by one they fell to the ground, blood flowing along the rocks and into the sea.

All committed suicide.

There was only one plain-clothed woman who was squeezing her eyes in pain, her cheeks were covered with tears, but she didn't have the courage to plunge the dagger into her chest. She was afraid, she was afraid that the dagger would be pierced into her heart through the flesh, she... was afraid of pain, even more afraid die!

She turned her head to look at Zhang Fan, her eyes were full of pleading.

That complicated look in Zhang Fan's eyes will probably be unforgettable for the rest of his life.

This woman survived, all her clan members died, and she was the only one who survived... no food, no companions, and was swallowed by loneliness and loneliness every day.

she is in pain...

Every day she would kneel by the sea and play her zither.

And so on day after day.

Until one day, Guzheng turned into a girl...

(End of this chapter)