Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

"This... this is..."

"Hanging rope?"

Walking near the reins, Zuo Yang reached out and touched the reins.

It was cold and wrinkled, and there were indeed traces of something being hung.

"It turns out that the crooked tree is the mountain gate torii, and the snake is the reins..."

"Is this an illusion, or something else?"

Stroking the reins, some images suddenly flashed through Zuo Yang's mind.

A red moon in the sky reflected the earth, and a piece of reins was thrown on the torii.

"I know I was wrong! I know I was wrong!"

"I have been regretting all these years! I have been regretting!"

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

It was a monk, a kind-looking monk, who looked at the reins with despair, and then looked at the [Izumo Temple] on the mountain.

"This is... the sin zone... I am also a sinner!"

"Baby... I'm sorry, I can't save you!"

"With my death, stop the idea of ​​coming to the mountain!"

"Creaky~"

The monk looked determined, and the whole person was hung on the reins.

"Creaky~Creaky~"

With the reflection of the red moon, his mouth opened wide, his tongue unconsciously stuck out of his mouth, and his pupils gradually enlarged...

The fragmented pictures flashed by, and Zuo Yang looked at the reins in his hand suspiciously.

"Red Moon?"

"Could this be the incident on the day of the Zhongyuan Festival?"

"That is to say, [Izumo Temple] started to have problems during the Zhongyuan Festival..."

"What happened?"

With his eyebrows frowning, Zuo Yang thought for a while, took out his mobile phone, and planned to contact his past self.

[Zuo Yang: Hello! My past self, you should be busy with the ghost world now, right? ]

According to the time, the self a month ago must be in the "ghost world" now. Even if Zuo Yang contacts him, he can't make his past self do anything.

But...

Zuo Yang thought of a possibility.

[There is no regret medicine in the world: Yes! I'm in a [welfare home], what's wrong? ]

[Zuo Yang: Nothing, I encountered something here and need help. If you can't move, you can contact yourself last month! By analogy, you can find yourself on June 15th by following the line...]

[There is no regret medicine in the world: ? ? ? Ah? Why didn't I think that each past self can contact the past self? Where are you putting this doll? ]

[Zuo Yang: This is me, no... This is our ability! On July 15th, all of us have the ability to contact the past. So, why can't we contact each other? ]

[There is no regret medicine in the world: Hiss... That makes sense, then can you tell me the bottom? What will happen next? ]

[Zuo Yang: You are me, you will know after you experience it. If I say it in advance, it will change something. ]

[There is no regret medicine in the world: Damn! OK, OK, OK... I'll get in touch with my past self for you...]

The screen of the phone flickered.

After a while, the chat box actually showed me on [June 15].

[No regrets in the world: I heard that you are me four months later? I've already told you what happened to you on the Ghost Festival?]

[Zuo Yang: Go to "Izumo Temple" in the Demon City and tell me what happened here.]

[No regrets in the world: Demon City? OK, OK, last time you asked me to go to Jing City, and now it's Demon City again, I'm impressed by you! Waiting...]

After hanging up the phone, Zuo Yang threw away the reins in his hand.

Walking silently towards the top of the mountain, Zuo Yang had many questions.

For example...

The sound I encountered halfway up the mountain before.

The last time was before the bell rang, the voice reminded me not to go up the mountain.

But this time, the bell had already rang, so the voice did not appear.

"Who is the owner of the voice?"

"He persuaded people not to go up the mountain, so he should have no bad intentions..."

"And the [Human-Headed Snake] at the door, his essential intention is also to deter others and make people not go up the mountain..."

"Snap~"

I was thinking about something in my mind.

"Squeak~"

A flash of lightning suddenly hit his [Blood Clothes], causing ripples.

"Zuo Yang! Zuo Yang!"

"Why! Why can you escape the control of [Pureblood]!"

"Why?!"

On the top of the mountain, Qian Xiangdong's ferocious face glared at him, and he had already raised his pistol.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"Calm down! Are you...jealous of me?"

"Bang!!!"

As soon as the voice fell, the bullet was fired.

Three pieces of dry bones stretched out from behind Zuo Yang, and his figure had come to the side of [Izumo Temple].

He knew that Qian Xiangdong had been controlled by desire.

Everyone's desire is different.

For example.

Izumo Temple】, originally there was Lin Chi's [paper car] here.

Now, the door of the [paper car] was closed, and Liu Sui's eyes were red, and she kept hitting the door.

"Lin Chi! Lin Chi!"

"Don't you like me?"

"Open the door! Open the door!"

She scratched the window of the paper car, her face anxious.

But inside the car, Lin Chi was like a dead person, slumped in the driver's seat and motionless.

"Lust..."

"And laziness?"

"And I, gluttony?"

The figure kept flashing, and Zuo Yang came to [Izumo Temple] again.

"Dong~~Dong~~Dong~~"

The bell sound began to spread.

Outside the temple, everyone's emotions seemed to gradually stabilize.

"Go! Go in!"

Qian Xiangdong looked at the pistol he raised in surprise.

His face was strange, and he glanced at Zuo Yang in the temple strangely, and then walked into the temple.

"Zuo Yang, I admit that I'm jealous of you!"

"But just now, I can guarantee that I didn't mean to attack you!"

He said openly, and Zuo Yang nodded.

"You also discovered it?"

"Yeah!"

"The more frequent the bell sounds, the more difficult it is to control people's negative emotions. Even if the bell sounds gradually disappear, the seeds of desire have been planted. I'm afraid... the next time the bell sounds, I will..."

"It's okay... at least, your emotions are simpler."

Shaking his head, Zuo Yang looked into the temple.

In June, I was probably still on the way to [Izumo Temple].

It's a bit unrealistic to want to get help from the past in a short time.

After a long silence, Zuo Yang's eyes fixed on the right side of the Buddhist hall.

Last time, he went to the left [Prayer Room] and met the [Snakehead Man] who couldn't move when he was stared at.

So, what will he encounter on the right this time?

Zuo Yang looked to the right, where there were rows of independent huts, but there were only four that had been used.

One of the rooms...

Zuo Yang felt very familiar.

"Wait..."

"Is it because I have been here in the past, so I am very familiar with that room?"

Although the past self has not yet arrived at [Izumo Temple], in terms of time, he is the future. At a certain time in the future, the past self has already arrived at [Izumo Temple]...

So, he is particularly familiar with a certain room.

"Tap tap tap~"

The footsteps unconsciously walked towards that room.

Behind him, Qian Xiangdong's voice suddenly sounded, "Hey! Are you not going to the Buddhist temple?"

"No!"

"You don't go either!"

"No, there are clues in the Buddhist temple, right? After all... it is the backbone of a temple."

"I told you not to go, believe it or not!"

Waving his hand, Zuo Yang has already walked towards the side room on the right.

In front of the small houses, there are small wooden signs: [Food and Lodging Room].