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Chapter 133 I Appeared in 1917? (5000)

Gu An sat on the seat with his back straightened, looked at the students who were still looking at him, and responded with a kind smile on his face.

He said in his mouth: "It's a pleasure to meet you all. My name is Gu An. Seeing you, I feel inexplicably kind, just like seeing my family members..."

"I hope that in the next time, I can form a group with everyone and have a love affair..."

The weird ones: "..."

The class was silent, and Gu An didn't get any response. These students didn't seem to want to become family members with him.

Seeing Gu An taking his seat, the students also turned their heads again, the blood was no longer dripping from the corners of their eyes, and everything seemed to be back to the beginning.

The whole classroom is very quiet, so quiet that there is no sound at all.

Gu An could even hear his own breathing.

He looked around, and every student lowered his head quietly, silently looking at the books on the table.

These books are yellowed and old, and I don't know how many years have passed.

Gu An found that there were no books on his desk, and suddenly felt uncomfortable, just like when he went to school, he forgot to bring books, and then saw that other students had books, and then he was always cowardly, afraid of being seen by the teacher arrive……

"Student, borrow a book?"

Gu An thought for a while, then turned to look at the students next to him.

The child looked malnourished and was quite thin. The school uniform looked a little empty on his body, and his short hair covered half of his cheeks.

Hearing Gu An's words, it raised its head slightly and looked over.

From a close distance, Gu An could see clearly visible bruises and purple corpse spots on the pale face, and a pair of dead fish eyes revealing various negative emotions, resentment, violence, and desire for blood.

Gu An thought for a while, then silently took out the cinnabar marbles from his arms and handed them over: "I'll exchange the marbles with you, and when you play with your classmates in the future, you can hit them with the marbles, and the result will be very happy." ..."

Playing marbles was an indispensable sport when I was in school. Gu An believed that this child would definitely like it very much.

Regardless of whether the other party answered it or not, Gu An forcibly passed the marble over, and at the same time pulled the book on the table over.

He never reasoned with ghosts, such a peaceful exchange was his utmost tolerance...

The weird student looked down at the marbles in his hand, his eyes became dull, and he was silently lost in thought...

Then, it looked up with a very human expression on its face, it was very dissatisfied.

"Quack quack..."

A strange voice came out of its mouth. Although Gu An couldn't understand it, he could still understand that this guy's mood was very unstable now, and he seemed very dissatisfied with his actions.

It was yelling, just like it was arguing with itself at the same table.

When Gu An was studying, his moral character was always relatively strong. He never quarreled with his classmates, even if the classmates kept beeping and insulting him, he would not quarrel with each other.

Just like now, Gu An won't make any noise, but silently takes out a kitchen knife...

Then he slashed towards this weird knife...

Gu An saw that the arm of the unfriendly tablemate across the table who was holding the marble was cut off by himself.

The marble fell to the ground and began to tumble.

In the classroom, other weird students also noticed the movement and turned their heads together.

They saw that Gu Anzheng had a ferocious and ferocious look on his face, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, and opposite him, his deskmate had a frightened expression on his small stiff face, and one hand had already been broken... …

The new classmate turns out to be a school bully.

When the other students saw this scene, they all showed fear on their faces.

Evil ghosts are also afraid of evil people...

Looking at these cowardly and weird people, Gu An suddenly thought of this sentence.

At the same time, I also experienced the thrill of being bullied by school bullies...

It seems cool to base your happiness on the pain of others.

However, this practice is immoral, but if the object is a ghost, it is still quite moral.

Seeing the frightened faces of these new students, Gu An couldn't help but become more courageous, and stared at them immediately: "What are you looking at, study hard!"

The weird students turned their heads one after another and read the book honestly.

It turns out that they are all the bottom-level brats...

Punishing evil together with a kitchen knife can cause great harm to this group of 'children', making them afraid to resist.

Seeing this scene, Gu An heaved a sigh of relief. When he first came in, he was stared at by so many people. When he asked himself to go back to his seat, he couldn't summon his family members. At that time, he thought that these students would be very powerful. .

But in the end, it turned out to be like this, and it was at the same level as those villagers in the village.

Thinking of this, Gu An was no longer afraid, and immediately stood up, pushing away his deskmate whose hand had just been cut off.

Because, it is sitting by the window.

Gu An tried to knock on the window, but found that the window looked like a window, but in fact, it felt like a wall. It had no exit and could not be opened.

It was also dark outside the window, and I wondered if there was anything else.

Not reconciled, Gu An tried to knock on other windows.

As for the students sitting by the window, they were all pushed away by him forcefully.

These 'students' in the classroom dared not speak out, just lowered their heads silently, and never had the courage to ask Gu An to return to his seat to read at the beginning...

After checking all the windows one by one, Gu An confirmed that he could not leave here, then simply sat down on his seat again and began to think seriously.

Flipping through the old book in his hand boredly, occasionally glancing at the content from the corner of his eyes.

Gradually, Gu An was attracted by the content above.

Because this is not a book, but more like a picture book, a picture book.

After opening the album, Gu An looked at the paintings on it and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"This painting seems to be a corner of a certain place? And I seem to have been there?"

"But I've been to too many places. I just look familiar, but I can't remember where it is..."

Gu An frowned, thinking carefully, constantly recalling some places he had been to in his mind, and constantly corresponding these scenes one by one.

But it's a pity that the album is too small, just such a small corner, he looked at it familiarly and proved that his memory is not bad, but he really couldn't remember where it was.

The more he couldn't think about it, the more he thought about it, Gu An's mind kept turning.

Just when he was about to give up, he couldn't help but patted his head.

Every 'student' in this classroom has a picture book on the desk, and maybe each picture book represents different content.

I can collect these albums, maybe I can splice them into a complete painting?
Gu An didn't turn his head around just now, he didn't expect this.

Thinking about it now, he immediately got up, and started to snatch the albums on the desks of these 'students' from the nearest position.

Just now, Gu An had clearly demonstrated to these students what a campus bully is, and they all showed expressions of fear.

But now, facing their own snatching, they are actually persistently holding on to the books.

Gu An tried a lot of strength but failed to grab it.

"This group of weirdos are obviously powerful and amazing, but why are they so cowardly?"

Gu An couldn't figure it out. He felt that if he couldn't use the weirdness on his body, he might not be as strong as the opponent in a one-on-one duel with one of the weirdos.

Although great strength cannot prove how powerful they are, at least they will definitely not be weak, and they are huge in number.

However, they just didn't resist, and they just clung to it until they snatched the album.

These weird hands are like pliers, clutching the picture album tightly, Gu An couldn't grab it, so he had no choice but to take out the kitchen knife and start to stage a hand-chopping scene...

After chopping his hands several times in a row, Gu An successfully snatched a few picture albums.

However, chopping hands doesn't seem to have any useful effect, and these weirdnesses will still cling to the album.

"No, if you use the kitchen knife so frequently, I'm afraid the tattoos on both hands will not be able to withstand this powerful backlash, and it may collapse directly..."

"Now that the hands are weird, you can't die. It still has many functions."

Gu An pondered, every time the kitchen knife slashed at Wei Yi's body, Wei Wei who was docked with the kitchen knife on his body had to bear the same knife.

Just now, five strange hands have been chopped off, which means that the strange hands have to bear five knives at the same time.

The kitchen knife is very powerful, especially when dealing with strange things.

If this goes on, the weird hands will definitely die.

Gu An temporarily stopped chopping, and stitched together the five albums he got.

That's right, this was supposed to be a whole painting, but it was just split up and distributed to every weird student.

These students are like the envoys guarding the painting. No matter how powerful the opponent is or how they try to snatch it, they will hold on tightly.

The five picture albums were put together, although there are some corner patterns, but when Gu An read it again, he felt more familiar.

He has definitely seen this place, and he has definitely been there.

Moreover, he already had some vague guesses in his mind.

Mainly, the word 'painting' gave him a great hint.

What is the first thing that comes to mind when you think of painting?
Gu An was very impressed, it was definitely the original Gulan Village, the painting that trapped him in the world in the painting!

As for the picture album that was stitched together now, these familiar corners, Gu An quickly connected the memories in his mind.

It was Gulan Village!
"I didn't expect to go around in the end and return to Gulan Village..."

Gu An said to himself, when he discovered the weird source door under the "Yin River" in Hanjia Village, he had decided to temporarily put aside the Gulan Village incident, and contact that door when he became stronger.

But now, I didn't expect to come back here again.

It seems that it is already doomed in the dark.

I left Gulan Village by myself, and then organized a search for myself in the cemetery at dawn, and finally found out that the behind-the-scenes instigator was the strange 'principal', and then found here again according to the principal's reminder, but the source suspected to have returned to Gulan Village...

It really is the source of the weirdness...

Gu An looked at the stitched album and began to think about what to do next.

Just use the kitchen knife without thinking, stitch all the pictures together, and see what the final result is?

Or, wait a little longer, see if there is a solution to the principal, and then think about the problem of these albums?

Gu An prefers the latter.

The principal's weirdness is too special, and the fact that it can swallow other people's memories is enough to prove that its growth rate is too high, and it must be resolved as soon as possible.

If it is not resolved, it will definitely continue to cause trouble for itself.

However, the question now is, how to find the principal?

The reminder given by the principal in the office before was to enter through another door of the school, and you can see a different world. There is actually a glimmer of hope hidden deep in that hell world...

Now here, is it a hell world?
Gu An turned his head and glanced at the students who were seriously attending class.

All of them are full of vigor, it doesn't look like a hell world.

Well, although a few of them have broken hands, it seems quite inconsistent...

Gu An turned his head slightly, not to look at those broken arms, as long as he can't see the dirt, the world will still be peaceful and friendly...

Hey, why do these windows look like a blank scroll?

When Gu An saw the windows on the inside of the classroom again, his heart suddenly moved.

Perhaps it was because he had just seen the picture book that activated some of his inspirations.

Can't help thinking.

Could it be that the albums in the hands of these students are connected to these windows one by one?

Is this the answer to the riddle?

Only by connecting all the paintings in the hands of the students can we enter the next link?
But in this case, there are so many 'students' here, at least fifty knives will be cut, and those hands are weird...

Gu An hesitated for a second, and then simply gave up the weirdness of the hands. He wanted to see what the result was. If the final benefit was greater than the weirdness of the hands, then continue. If it was less, then load the file. It's that simple.

After making a decision, Gu An was not in Moji, and started from the front row with a kitchen knife, picked up the weird students one by one, and pressed them on the table like a pig.

Hands up and down...

In the end, a total of fifty puzzle albums were collected.

The contents of these fifty puzzles are all scenes and objects in Gulan Village.

Gu An took the jigsaw puzzle and started to piece it together on the window.

As for the group of weird students who lost their hands, they all squatted in the corner with aggrieved faces, silent...

Finally, as the last piece of the puzzle fell, Gu An saw a complete painting.

It was the painting I saw in Gulan Village, the world of Gulan Village!
The entire window disappeared at this time, as if it was a painting in itself, hanging here silently, without any sense of disobedience.

Gu An stood under the painting and observed carefully. Every house inside, every detail, and the red moon in the sky, he remembered clearly. It was exactly the same as the painting in Gulan Village. There was nothing wrong with it. the difference.

"At the beginning, I thought that Gulan Village would disappear after I died and left the world in the painting. It was a strange phenomenon in itself, but now it seems that the painting only appeared here, or in other words, this is where it originally appeared. origin of..."

Gu An watched silently, trying to find the difference.

He even started to try to touch the scroll with his hands.

When the finger touched the scroll, a burst of water ripples appeared.

Gu An felt that the scene in front of him began to change.

Even the surroundings are changing.

The classroom just now also disappeared, and everything became the world in the painting.

"I entered the world in the painting again?"

Gu An froze in place, he found that he seemed to appear in the world of Gulan Village again, and he became the person in the painting again...

"I owe you..."

Gu An muttered, but with the previous experience, he was not worried, but looked around.

"This Gulan Village seems to be a little angry?"

Gu An gradually became serious, losing the calmness he had just now.

The last time I entered the world of Gulan Village, it was a world full of weirdness and undead.

But this time, it seems to be a real Gulan Village, a place full of fresh life?
He even heard the barking of chickens and dogs, the noise of talking in the old house, and the movement of some children playing...

What kind of weird world is this? It's obviously a living village.

It seems that only this weird guy like himself is a different kind.

Gu An walked towards the village while thinking.

Gradually, he heard some noisy movements not far away.

"Please, please let my daughter go..."

"Old Han, folks in the village, you can save everyone, as long as you give Han Xiuxiu to the land master to calm the old man's anger, everything will be fine..."

"Get out! You bastards, your life is your life, but my daughter's life is not your life? Isn't Xiuxiu's life your life?"

"Old Han, for the sake of the folks, for the people in the village to continue to live, I'm sorry!"

"Ah! Bastard! Beast!"

"..."

Gu An turned his head to look at a position less than 30 meters away from him, where a group of villagers surrounded a house.

These villagers all had grim expressions and held sticks in their hands. In the middle, a couple was surrounded.

The couple blocked the gate, desperately waving the sticks in their hands, to prevent the villagers from approaching.

However, they were outnumbered, and soon the couple was covered in wounds, and numerous sticks hit them.

Seeing this, Gu An thought of something and rushed over.

He could hear all those roars and conversations just now, and this is Gulan Village, which was once the Han Family Village.

He immediately thought that this was the scene where Han Xiuxiu's parents were besieged by the villagers. These mobs, after listening to the words of Zhang Hengzhi, an abandoned disciple from Longhu Mountain, planned to throw Han Xiuxiu into the river as a sacrifice to the so-called Lord of the Land.

These things happened in 1917.

Gu An didn't understand why he was able to appear in this era this time, and why he was able to experience it himself.

But he didn't have time to think about it, he was going to stop it all.

"roll!"

Gu An waved the black stick and roared.

At the same time, a stick was swung towards the nearest villager.

It's just that the black stick seems to pass through an afterimage, and everything in front of it seems to be false, all images...

"I don't seem to be able to change anything..."

Gu An looked at the stick waving in the air, was stunned, and sighed slightly...

At this time, these villagers, holding sticks, swung wildly.

Countless sticks fell, and Han Xiuxiu's parents were dying soon, and their life was passing away, but even so, they still clung to the porch, trying to prevent these mobs from breaking in.

Their eyes were looking back at the back room, their eyes were full of despair, regret, guilt, and heartache...

It seemed to be Han Xiuxiu's room.

Gu An looked around, Han Xiuxiu's house was not big, standing outside the door, he could directly see everything inside.

Gu An tried to communicate the strangeness of his body, but still did not get any feedback.

After thinking about it, he stopped looking at the tragic situation, but walked towards Han Xiuxiu's house.

To face this "lady" who has spanned a hundred years.

　Ask for a wave of tickets~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)