Chapter 75. Xiao Lang? Xiao Lang.
Arc 3 : Supernatural Horror Movie Nightmare.
Du Yan was completely stunned. He subconsciously asked back: “I am Xiao Lang?”
Xu Yuan felt more relaxed when he heard that Liang Fei was fine: “Otherwise, can I still be Xiao Lang?”
Wei Zizhe joked: “You were quite brave when you volunteered to go down to find Liang Fei just now, but now you are scared and turned stupid? You don’t even remember who you are?”
This was the first time that Du Yan encountered something completely out of his control in a dream. He was silent for a moment and asked: “What about Du Yan? Do you remember him?”
Several people shook their heads, indicating that they had never heard of this person.
Tian Luo asked cautiously: “Is the environment down there too scary, causing you to have hallucinations? Do you want to go to the hospital?”
At this time, Liang Fei, who was lying on the side, groaned and woke up. Everyone’s attention was temporarily attracted by Liang Fei, and no one bothered with Du Yan about who Xiao Lang was.
Du Yan originally thought that all these abnormalities might be caused by the evil spirit still hiding in Liang Fei. He hid behind the group and observed carefully but found that Liang Fei had completely returned to normal.
He took out the talisman with Liang Fei’s birth date from his backpack. The dark energy on it had dissipated. It seemed that everything in front of him was not caused by the peddler.
Although generally speaking, people don’t have memories of being possessed, Du Yan still tried to ask Liang Fei: “Do you still remember who I am?”
Liang Fei also had a puzzled expression on his face: “Xiao Lang, even though I fell into the well, my brain wasn’t damaged.”
Du Yan was a little unwilling to give up and asked again: “Do you remember what happened after you fell into the well?”
Liang Fei rubbed his temples and felt a splitting headache. He then said hesitantly: “I don’t remember it very clearly. It seemed like there was a cave? Then I didn’t look clearly at my feet and fell down and passed out.”
After hearing Liang Fei talk about what happened underground, everyone suddenly woke up from their joy that Liang Fei was safe and sound. They thought of Liang Fei’s previous abnormal behaviors and felt that this ancient village was weird and a little scary.
Du Yan had figured it out. Everything about Du Yan had been erased from everyone’s memory. But in their eyes, he, Du Yan, had replaced Xiao Lang.
Under Du Yan’s quiet cliché, he finally pieced together the memories in the mind of Xiao Lang’s friends. Probably a group of college students who came to Shunping for a trip. In the ancient village, Liang Fei suddenly had a fit and did some unreasonable things. In the end, he fell into a well. Xiao Lang, who brought them here, went down to look for him.
Although those things Du Yan had previously told everyone like the celestial master and the fierce ghost had disappeared from their memories. They still felt that this ancient village was too weird, and they were unwilling to stay here for a long time and unanimously decided to go back to Shunping City.
Du Yan couldn’t figure out the current situation for a while and could only take it one step at a time.
So, the group left the ancient village and boarded the return bus at the entrance of the village.
After getting on the bus, the other people sat together in pairs. But Tian Luo, for some reason, ran to the front row, leaving Du Yan alone sitting by the window in the back.
It takes about an hour to drive from the ancient village to Shunping.
Du Yan leaned back in his seat, staring at the scenery outside the window in a daze. From yesterday to now, too many things have happened, which really made him a little exhausted. In addition, he did not sleep well the night before. Du Yan looked at the scenery outside the window and suddenly felt a little tired.
His eyes slowly closed, and he began to doze off. While he was half asleep, the bus suddenly jolted.
Du Yan knocked his head against the window. He was still somewhat conscious and wanted to save the situation, but his body was still asleep because he was too tired.
Just as Du Yan was resigned to the pain, he felt his head hit something soft and flexible, like a human palm.
Du Yan used all his willpower to pull himself out of the vortex of sleep. He looked to the side but found that the seat next to him was empty and no one was sitting there.
After just a glance, Du Yan felt sleepy again and closed his eyes again. The situation at this time was very strange. Du Yan’s consciousness was actually very clear, but his body could not get rid of the sleepiness.
Sleep paralysis.
As a cultivator, Du Yan naturally knew what was going on. He clenched his teeth and tried to use the pain of biting his tongue to escape from this situation.
Unexpectedly, when his teeth closed, what he bit was not the tip of his tongue but a finger. The finger was not warm but had an endless chill.
“Don’t bite, I’ll feel bad.” A low voice rang in Du Yan’s ears, full of tenderness and affection.
Du Yan had no power to escape the situation and could only struggle to fall asleep. In his last moments of consciousness, he felt the seat suddenly become soft and pliable, and a slight force was tightening around his waist, as if someone was hugging him intimately from behind.
“Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang?”
Du Yan was gently pushed awake by Liang Fei. He blinked hard, and everything in front of him became clear. It was getting dark outside, and the lights in the bus were turned on.
Liang Fei said apologetically: “It seems that you must be very tired after carrying me up from the bottom of the well. You didn’t respond to my calls.”
Du Yan said nothing, looking around but finding nothing unusual. Logically speaking, he was a celestial master who had opened his third eye, so if there were any ghosts, they would not be able to escape his eyes.
Could it be that the person in front of him is possessed again? Du Yan frowned slightly and looked at Liang Fei in front of him.
Liang Fei felt a little creepy when he saw his gaze and gave a stiff smile: “What, what’s wrong?”
Du Yan said: “Why did you wake me up?”
Liang Fei was a little speechless. He always felt that Xiao Lang seemed to be a different person after coming out of the well, which was weird. But he didn’t think too much and replied: “We’ve arrived at the stop. If I don’t wake you up, do you plan to spend the night on the bus?”
Du Yan finally realized that the bus had stopped. He didn’t say anything more and got up and got off the bus with Liang Fei.
On the way back to the hotel in a taxi, Du Yan sat in the passenger seat with a serious expression, habitually bending his fingers and tapping lightly on the armrest. The whole thing was too wrong, from being mistaken for Xiao Lang to the sleep paralysis on the bus, all of which made him think of Xiao Lang.
Could it be that Xiao Lang has become a ghost and is now haunting him? If this is the explanation, the whole thing becomes even more unreasonable.
Xiao Lang has only been dead for a few hours, so it is impossible for him to be refined into a Ghost King in such a short time. And with the formation set up by Du Yan, Xiao Lang would not be able to break out of the formation unless he became a Ghost King.
Du Yan pinched his brows but could not come to a conclusion. He even began to wonder if it was because of Xiao Lang’s death that he was too worried and had hallucinations.
Just when Du Yan began to doubt himself, his cell phone rang. But the strange thing was that the name that lights up on the phone screen was actually ‘my mom’.
Du Yan’s character in this world was that of an orphan. When he was still in his infancy, he was picked up by his master and brought back to the sect to be raised. So, where did mom on the phone come from?
He picked up the phone, and the voice coming from the receiver sounded familiar.
“Xiao Lang, I heard from a friend who saw you playing in the city with a group of young people? Why didn’t you tell me that your friends were coming?”
The call was actually from Xiao Lang’s mother. Du Yan responded casually with a few words and dismissed her.
After hanging up the phone, Du Yan denied the speculation that everything he saw was an illusion, but whether it was a dream or caused by a ghost was still open to discussion.
Xiao Lang’s physique might have some special features that he didn’t know about. Du Yan could only explain it this way for now.
The things that happened during the day made everyone lose interest in playing around, so the group found a restaurant at the entrance of the hotel, ate something casually, and then went back to the room to rest.
Du Yan’s room was still the same single room as before, the only change was that Tian Luo went from living with Xiao Lang to living alone. However, the group did not feel strange about Tian Luo living alone in a double room, as if this was natural.
After Du Yan washed up, he lay on the bed and closed his eyes to think. He thought that the current situation was so strange that he must have a sleepless night.
Unexpectedly, he fell asleep quickly, and it was not until midnight that Du Yan opened his eyes.
He looked at the bed frame above his head and felt a little dazed. The old bed had been restored to its original appearance, and it was hung with a red gauze curtain that was used as a decoration only for newlyweds in ancient times.
Du Yan sat up and found that the room in front of him had completely turned into an ancient bridal chamber. He felt a little confused. The female ghost on the bed had clearly been reincarnated. What was going on?
Du Yan got up from the bed and took just one step before he almost tripped. He looked down and found that he was wearing a red wedding dress.
The room was empty, with no one and no ghosts. The dressing table was still placed near the window, and Du Yan walked over, holding his skirt.
He sat down and looked at the bronze mirror on the dressing table.
The light was a little dim, and the figure reflected in the mirror was extremely blurry. Du Yan was slightly stunned. In the mirror, the person with a complicated bun and dressed as a bride, who else could it be but Princess Yan from the last dream?
Du Yan felt a little upset, frowned slightly, and raised his hand to remove the pearls and jade on his head.
He had just touched his hair, but a hand gently took over the subsequent steps. Du Yan subconsciously turned around to look, and another hand fell on his shoulder.
“Wife, let me help you.”
The voice was extremely gentle, but Du Yan was pinned to the spot, unable to move at all. However, even without turning around, he knew who the person standing behind him was. The tone of voice came from someone Du Yan was very familiar with.
Cheng Yu.
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