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TOBEORNOTTOBE

This is not a problem, this is a slut's pretence.

Chicken chirps impatiently sounded out from outside the window. Zhou Feng raised his head to look at the dark sky and let out a deep sigh. The cigarette in his hand had already burnt to the end. It was time for him to make his decision. He was a university student, yet he had to step into the ranks of the feudal and superstitious godly men's witches of the countryside, becoming a character that was targeted by the modern civilization.

Following the annoying chirping of the chickens, there was a series of gloomy knocks on the door, and when the door was opened, it revealed a scoundrel's face, with four twinkling eyes, unlike that of a forty year old man in the village. The moment he saw Zhou Feng, he also sighed and said helplessly, "Child, I know you don't like us, but the Old Ancestor has his reasons for passing down this line to us. If you really don't want to do it, Uncle won't force you! "

This was his leader, Zhou Hongyuan, the fourth oldest in his clan. According to the records in the family tree, he and Zhou Feng had not given out five sets of clothes, so Zhou Feng could be considered as his real relatives. Of course, from the perspective of blood, from the perspective of relationships, this person was also not bad.

Of course, the name "god" was too generic and too written. People in the village usually called Old Zhou the speaker, and the people who had been suppressed by the spiritual movements were all those notorious monsters and snakes. They usually wouldn't be convicted because of someone who knew how to speak, otherwise everyone would just treat him as a mute!

This kind of official style of deceiving was not something that the simple farmers liked, but who told the rural market to be so big?

In the past, whenever something strange happened in a family, they would ask their family to invite Fourth Elder Zhou and let him talk for a while. In the past, whenever someone strange happened in a family, their family would ask their family to invite Fourth Elder Zhou and let him talk for a while.

Sometimes, it was not that you were willing or not to do it, but that fate forced you to do it. Even though he had graduated from university and was considered the number one Elementary Scholar in the village, these days, there were more students than the cattle market.

From graduation until now, he had been looking for more than ten jobs in the past three years, but not a single job was able to keep him through half a year. It was difficult for him to do well in the first few months of his career in an advertising company, but at the critical moment, he was told to go to the Green Island Hotel to chat with a woman late at night. Zhou Feng also knew that if he wanted to stay in this promising company, he would have to pay some emotionally unacceptable fees, but after thinking about his salary after becoming an official employee, he clenched his teeth and accepted it. He ran, he ran. Naturally, the customer was angered, and the paperwork was replaced with an application for resignation.

Thinking of that day, Zhou Feng's body couldn't help but shiver. It was truly difficult to recall the past.

After all, work was work, not cabbages. You could find it if you wanted to. After more than ten years of studying, he was no longer used to working in the fields. Although there was nothing much to say at home, but the farmers in the village naturally did not raise idle people, and as he did not work, gossip spread. Mrs Zhou also gradually talked about how he had graduated from a certain university in the village and went to work in the city, how much money he had earned and how much he was envious of his work made Zhou Feng uncomfortable.

Zhou Feng's parents also knew what he was doing and didn't want to do it in the beginning. However, after seeing that Zhou Lao Si's superstitious life had led to the addition of a tractor, their jealousy gradually calmed down, and finally began to persuade Zhou Feng …

Seeing him in a daze, Zhou Ol 'Four couldn't help but pull him back and say, "Eldest nephew, what are you thinking about?"

Zhou Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "Nothing." Fourth Uncle, I should be the one reporting to your family. How embarrassing for you to be here so early in the morning. "

Fourth Zhou smiled and wiped the sweat from his forehead, saying with concern, "Children, we are family, why do you need so much courtesy?" This time, Fourth Uncle came to see if you had made up your mind. "

Zhou Feng clenched his fist and let out a series of crisp sounds. In the quiet and bad state, it was very ear-piercing. Although he was a thousand times unwilling in his heart, he still smiled and said: "Fourth Uncle, I'm going to talk to you."

At first, Zhou Ol 'Four thought that he would be rejected, but who would have known that Zhou Feng would agree so quickly? After staring blankly for a moment, he patted Zhou Feng's shoulder in gratification. He took his hand and walked towards the door.

The cool air brushed against his face, and a single tear ran down his smiling face.

Zhou Feng's house wasn't too far away from Zhou Ol 'Four's, only about ten minutes away. Zhou Feng had never come here before, and his memories of the last time he had been here were already starting to turn yellow. It was no longer a childhood brick bed, instead, it was a lame Eight Immortals Table was replaced by a leather sofa, red wood furniture, a 60-inch LCD monitor, and the latest laptop.

Seeing Zhou Feng staring blankly at his own home, Zhou Lao Si smiled proudly, beckoning Zhou Feng to sit down. He took out a can of cola from the fridge and handed it over to him, saying, "The child is tired, right? Drink something to quell your thirst, and after drinking it, your uncle will lead you to the sect."

Zhou Feng took the cola, pulled the ring, and drank it all in big gulps. The cold feeling and the familiar smell made him somewhat relieved. In the city, he would drink cola almost every now and then, but in the village, who would drink drinks? When this familiar feeling flowed through his body, Zhou Feng told himself in his heart: I can lie, but I absolutely cannot let down my conscience.

As the last drop of cola flowed into his mouth, before he could let Zhou Feng think about it again, Zhou Ol'fourth pulled Zhou Feng through the small door like his butt was on fire and they went to another yard.

Passing through the small door, it was as if they had returned to the Ming and Qing Dynasties, or even more ancient times. Although it was not yet the season of fallen leaves, there were still falling leaves in the sky, falling down gracefully onto the mossy stone floor, adding a sense of vicissitudes and mysteriousness. At this moment, Zhou Feng even thought that perhaps ghosts and gods really did exist.

Two bowl-sized pomegranate trees stood erect on both sides of the courtyard. Rather than to say that the two guards were guarding the place, it would be more accurate to say that they were guarding the tomb. Perhaps this was the only way to face the passing of time. Ordinary pomegranate trees were full of vitality at this time of year. However, these two pomegranate trees were the only ones that gave off a creepy feeling, as if they were not static trees but living creatures.

A gust of morning wind blew, and the two trees began to sway back and forth like two wild beasts with their mouths wide open, ready to pounce at any moment. Zhou Feng's legs trembled as he ran and ran, crashing into Old Zhou's body.

Fourth Elder Zhou pressed down on his shoulder and said indifferently, "What are you panicking for? "What's there to be afraid of!"

After a short period of panic, Zhou Feng also recovered. He smiled embarrassedly, thinking that it was just the wind blowing the leaves off the trees, what was there to be afraid of? He had been taught materialism for more than ten years, how could he be afraid of these things. If his classmates knew about this, they would definitely laugh their heads off.

Thinking like this, Zhou Feng's courage gradually increased, and he no longer trembled as he walked towards the steps in front of the brick building. When he arrived at the steps in front of the brick building, two blurry lights flashed across the room, and then returned to darkness. Zhou Feng rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"This must be my imagination. It's all my fault for thinking so much about those late-night TV dramas." Zhou Feng complained in his heart. After he calmed down, he slowly raised his leg. But before he could land his foot, two blurry lights appeared in the room.

"Damn it, I'm hallucinating again." Zhou Feng cursed in a low voice. He rubbed his eyes, hoping that the light would disappear by the time he chopped down again, but this time, not only did the two light spots not disappear, but they actually increased in number. From two to four, to eight, and then to twelve …

These dots of light must have a scientific explanation that he did not know about. However, facing this unknown fear, it still made him panic. As the whimpering sounds coming from his ears became louder and louder, all he could think of was to escape.

At this moment, it was not only someone who gave a light push from behind. He suddenly staggered and then pounced forward.

At the same time as Zhou Feng's front servant, the door actually slowly opened by itself with a creaking sound. An indescribable invisible force pulled him inside.

After Zhou Feng entered, the door automatically closed. Zhou Feng sat up from the ground in a fluster. Looking around, it seemed that there was only an object about thirty or forty square meters of room that was placed in the darkness like an eight-immortal table. There seemed to be a shrine at the top of the table, but there was no incense burning at the front of the shrine.

Zhou Feng subconsciously looked back and discovered that the fourth elder Zhou hadn't followed him in. In the darkness, the two carved doors seemed to be made of steel, as if they had fused together to form a perfect shackle that trapped him within the narrow space.

Zhou Feng wiped out a plastic lighter from his body. A light blue flame shot out and slowly extended in the air, illuminating the small area of darkness. This was the benefit of being a smoker. No matter what the environment was, they would never lack something like a lighter to save them. With this bright star and this weak light, Zhou Feng's nervous heart also gradually relaxed.

If only he had a cigarette, Zhou Feng thought like this. He felt around his body again, but he couldn't find anything. Only then did he realize that he was in too much of a hurry and didn't take the cigarette. He couldn't help but let out a sigh.

This scared Zhou Feng so much that he hurriedly retreated backwards. It was strange to say that after the flame rushed up, it actually went out in an instant. In this kind of frightening environment where one could scare people to death without being able to see light, it would be very deadly. Even if one was the senior brother of a materialist, he still wouldn't be able to resist this kind of fear that came from the bottom of his heart.

Zhou Feng trembled as he pressed down on the lighter again, and the sound of the flint flaring continuously sounded out. Every time, the flame would be drawn out a long time, but every time, it would be extinguished at the longest time.

"You're finally here!" A cold, emotionless voice sounded from the altar. The lighter in Zhou Feng's hand also trembled as it fell to the ground. The clear sound of the strike seemed to tell him that everything was real. However, Zhou Feng would rather stay in his dream.

Zhou Feng thought of the Amitabha in his heart a few times before mustering up his courage and fearfully asked: "Who are you?" "How dare you fool around here, fool the people!"

The contemptuous laughter came unrestrainedly from the shrine, as if mocking his ignorance and fearlessness.

Zhou Feng frowned, he seemed to be a lot bolder. He pointed at the shrine and fiercely said, "Don't laugh, just wait until I find the secret compartment where you are hiding, then you will cry."

"Interesting, truly interesting! "How do you know there's a secret compartment at the back of this shrine?" The emotionless voice rang out again, but that indifferent tone made Zhou Feng unhappy.

Zhou Feng thought to himself, you've got the right idea. I have bad luck, and when I can't find a job, I'll always be with the TV. The CCTV's technology channel has already exposed all of you, this hidden mechanism is not a piece of cake. The more he thought about it, the more contempt he felt in his eyes, and the more the fear he felt in the beginning dissipated.

The emotionless voice seemed to have noticed Zhou Feng's expression and let out a melodious laugh that did not match this strange environment. However, it confirmed Zhou Feng's thoughts. This was only a trap set up by Zhou Feng; what was there to be afraid of? He picked up the lighter that had fallen to the ground and strode forward, looking for the place where the deceiver was.

The crowing of the chickens grew louder and louder, more and more irritable, the dark sky also began to reveal a little bit of light, but the light outside couldn't leak through the gate. Zhou Feng picked up the lighter and flicked it a few times, but other than the crisp sound of the flint hitting the ground, not a single spark flew out.

Just as he was comforting himself, two dim lights suddenly appeared in front of him. These lights flickered and danced in front of him like stars in the sky or fireflies in the grass.

"The light from the two Ghostly Fires is enough for you to find my hidden passageway!"

His emotionless voice changed a little and he could barely guess from his cold tone that this was a woman. However, from his tone, he could tell that this woman was not very old and was perhaps even younger than Zhou Feng.

Ghost Flame? How is that possible? It's just some small tricks. Wait until I find you, I'll make you something even more sinister than a ghost flame.

Thinking of this, Zhou Feng's lips curved up in a smile. It was strange, when he was completely unaware of everything just now, he was so scared that he wanted to turn around and run away several times.

With the help of the two so-called ghost fires, he carefully looked around the table. The hazy ghost flames simply did not illuminate everything, and could only cause one to become confused, as if Zhou Feng had already expected this. He extended his hand to touch the suspicious place, the cold feeling, the thick dust, as if no one had noticed this place since the building was built.

Suddenly, Zhou Feng laughed. He lightly tapped his head with his fist and said: "Look at my memory. If I had a secret plan, I shouldn't have touched it. I should have hit it instead." His tone was extremely relaxed, as if he was speaking to himself, or to someone else.

"It seems like you are not as stupid as you think. Your brain is spinning pretty fast! It was not in vain for me to ask Fourth Brother Zhou to call you over. I just hope that you will not be disappointed. " The voice rang in Zhou Feng's ears once again. This voice that had just thawed out a bit more started to sound as emotionless as before.

"Give me another order!" If you truly are a Celestial Fox, why didn't you descend! "

Zhou Feng mocked and then suddenly froze. So it was like this, he and Old Zhou were fine and didn't get involved with each other. He didn't expect that there would be someone else playing tricks behind his back. It was just that if he didn't have any money, he wouldn't be able to hold a handful of those good-for-nothing university students who didn't have any looks, who would spend so much effort just for his sake?

As if he had realized something, Zhou Feng's tapping on the altar became even faster, and he couldn't help but let out a deep thumping sound. Since that mysterious sound could reach his ears so clearly, there shouldn't be any noise; it was likely that this person was hiding somewhere. But where was the legendary hidden compartment?

Zhou Feng looked around vigilantly. This place was not small, but other than the altar and the shrine, there was nothing else. Since he had searched around the altar, there was only the shrine left.

The shrine was not small, and seemed to be the size of a computer. It was not impossible to hide in a secret passage, but how small would it take to get in? Thinking about the voice that came out of his mouth, it seemed to be that of a woman, and it seemed that only a young, gentle, and graceful woman could put it down.

Ah!

Zhou Feng let out a miserable cry. He held his fingers and puffed his cheeks. As he blew on his hands, he could not help but grumble at himself for being so careless. He had been scalded by this shrine.

"Your guts are really not small. You don't even have the slightest respect for ghosts and gods!" The voice came again, indifferent, reproachful, even a little concerned. However, when Zhou Feng heard this, he couldn't help but mock them, and his determination to find out the truth intensified. He was a dignified university student, so how could he let these remnants of the feudal era tease him?

Zhou Feng rolled his eyes and said: "What are you pretending to be a big tail wolf for, there are no ghosts or gods in this world. If there really is a ghost or god, then why don't you protect your country and your people?" If it's just fooling the common people, then what's the point of you waiting! "Wait for me to find …"

Before he could finish, the two ghost flames in front of him suddenly began to emit hot rays of light. Although it couldn't illuminate the entire room, it made him feel as if he was standing on a grill. Waves of heat rolled over, but he had nowhere to hide. His body was frozen in place. He was unable to move, and only sweat was left on the ground.