I’m the Hero, His Brother, Wear It Quickly

When Yuan Jia realized that something was wrong with Xuejiazhuang, it was as if the sun had cleared the clouds and the mist, everything here could not be concealed from his eyes.

Xuejiazhuang, which originally looked rich and delicate, has become a ghost village that has been abandoned for many years.

Yuanjia looked at the gloomy surroundings, closed his eyes, and didn't like seeing the truth, so he opened his eyes again, and what he saw was the peaceful and peaceful Xuejiazhuang again. Xue Yuanjia's personal servant Qingyan was standing beside him. , asked him respectfully: "Eldest Young Master, it's time to greet the Master and Madam."

Yuan Jia smiled and nodded: "Okay, go and say hello to my parents."

He brought Qing Yan to the main courtyard where Xue's father and Xue's mother lived, and the servants he met on the way saluted him with a rigid and respectful smile: "Eldest young master."

Yuanjia paused for a moment, sighed in her heart, and then walked past the servants indifferently. These servants, like the cooks in the kitchen, were actually illusions, the illusions that Xue Yuanjia wanted to see.

He met Father Xue and Mother Xue. Father Xue was a very handsome middle-aged man with a moustache. He was very charismatic. Mother Xue was a dignified and gentle lady, looking at him with gentle and loving eyes. .

Yuan Jia hesitated for a moment, but still looked at the two of them again, only to see Xue's father and Xue's mother, who smiled gently and lovingly at him, were stained with blood.

Like Xue Yuanjia, Father Xue had a big hole in his chest, half of his heart was broken, and only half of the heart fragments remained in the chest cavity.

Mother Xue had most of her neck cut off, leaving only a little flesh to connect her body to her head. Her head dropped below her shoulders was still smiling at him, smiling softly and lovingly: "Jia'er, you didn't bring Jing'er with you. come?"

Yuan Jia replied subconsciously, "Jing'er will be here soon."

Then he saw a thirteen-year-old handsome boy appear out of thin air at the door, ran in with a smile, and shouted to them, "Father, mother, big brother, here I come!"

Father Xue and Mother Xue returned to their previous appearances, no longer ferocious.

Xue Yuanjing threw herself into Mother Xue's arms and acted coquettishly. Yuan Jia stood there and quietly watched the scene of the mother's kindness and filial piety.

Father Xue seemed to be afraid of neglecting him, so he turned his head and talked to him with a smile: "Tomorrow is your birthday. What gift do you want, it's too late to tell Daddy now."

Yuan Jia received the original owner's memory, and what Father Xue asked him was repeated day after day in the original owner's memory, and he answered naturally: "I want to learn the brushstroke swordsmanship from my father, and my father will teach me. "

He said silently in his heart, "You brat is still thinking about the Fu Liu swordsmanship, I really can't do anything about you." Well, Dad will teach you tomorrow.

Father Xue said with a smile: "You brat is still thinking about the Fu Liu swordsmanship. I really can't do anything about you. Well, Dad will teach you tomorrow."

Yuanjia looked at Father Xue's loving smile, and his heart was sour. He didn't want to repeat the scene of the day before Xue Yuanjia's death, so he said: "No, there is no tomorrow..."

Then this warm scene in front of me was like a mirror, completely shattered, the bright room turned gloomy in an instant, the ground was full of black traces left after the blood dried up, mildew covered the walls, and can still be seen from a long time ago. traces of war.

Father Xue and Mother Xue also turned into the terrifying appearances they had when they died.

The young Xue Yuanjing also disappeared like light and shadow.

Yuan Jia glanced at Xue's father and Xue's mother in a daze, turned around and walked out.

He turned the entire Xuejiazhuang around, and finally reached the gate of Xuejiazhuang.

The gate of Xuejiazhuang was kicked down by someone, and now there are only a few large pieces of broken wood on the ground at the gate, which have been corroded by time to become brittle and rotten.

He stood at the door and looked at the two stone lions covered with moss outside, and the gloomy and dark woods in the distance, but he did not step out.

Because he knew he couldn't get out of here.

The scope of his activities is limited to Xuejiazhuang.

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Yuanjia didn't know why he traveled to Xuejiazhuang after being wiped out, and Xue Yuanjia's current situation didn't know if he was still alive.

But it is basically certain that the original plot must have undergone a major change, and it has no reference value.

After Yuanjia discovered the truth about Xuejiazhuang, all the memories of Xue Yuanjia before his death appeared in his mind.

After Xue Yuanjia died, he turned into a ghost bound in Xuejiazhuang for some unknown reason. He forgot most of his memories. He only remembered the memory of the day before Xuejiazhuang was destroyed. Probably his subconscious wished that time would stop on that day. The day will never come, so Xuejiazhuang will keep repeating that day day after day.

Xuejiazhuang was destroyed on the day of Xue Yuanjia's 18th birthday. The day before his birthday, his younger brother Xue Yuanjing went out to get the birthday gift that was ordered for him. Because the store was in a situation and could not deliver it in time, Xue Yuanjing was delayed for a while. All night, only to get the gift back the next morning.

As a result, when he came back, he saw that the entire Xuejiazhuang had been killed, his father and brother were stabbed to death, his mother was cut to death, and all the servants were hacked to death. There were more than 100 people in Xuejiazhuang, and in the end only Xue Yuanjing was left.

Xue Yuanjing was still a thirteen-year-old boy at the time, and he was unable to hold funerals for his family, nor dared to organize them in a big way. He didn't even dare to erect a tombstone.

I don't know how long it took, but Xue Yuanjia suddenly had a little consciousness after his death. Under his influence, Xue Jiazhuang began to repeat the warm scene of the day before the annihilation every day.

Those who turned into ghosts in Xuejiazhuang still played their roles before they were alive, such as Xue's father, Xue's mother, and servant Qingyan, and those characters who failed to become ghosts were imagined by Xue Yuanjia, such as those cooks and Xue Yuanjing who did not die.

It was not until Yuan Jia crossed over and discovered the truth that Xuejiazhuang's illusion was broken.

After the illusion was shattered, Yuan Jia felt that he could control the entire Xuejiazhuang, probably Xuejiazhuang was his ghost domain, where his strength could reach a very terrifying level.

And he also controls a rule of absolute killing - anyone who enters the door without knocking on the door will die.

This is Xue Yuanjia's killing rules. Only by knocking on the door and entering Xuejiazhuang can he avoid death, otherwise he will enter his death rules.

Yuanjia once comprehended the laws of the world, and he felt that the rules of death controlled by Xue Yuanjia were somewhat similar to the laws of the world, but different.

But it's a very powerful force.

Yuan Jia temporarily put aside all kinds of doubts in his heart and maintained the illusion of Xuejiazhuang again, so that Xuejiazhuang would not always look like a gloomy ghost house.

He is not a real ghost, but the normal Xuejiazhuang looks more comfortable.

Yuanjia began to study the rules of death that Xue Yuanjia was born with, and understood the differences between them and the laws of the world, to see if he could improve his own strength.

This kind of unreasonable death rule of "If you violate my taboos, you will die" is too strong.

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Rumbling, thundering in the sky, dark clouds overhanging the top, torrential rain is coming.

Eight guards in the woods accelerated a carriage and walked forward.

"Come on, it's going to rain heavily, we're going to find a high place to set up camp."

"Hurry up, don't procrastinate."

Suddenly, the vision in front of them became wider, and these people saw that the trees in front of them were sparse, and there was faint candlelight coming from them.

"Someone!"

"There should be someone living in front. Let's go over and see if we can borrow it for one night."

The middle-aged man in the lead among the eight guards pointed at a lean young man: "Go and check."

The lean man was like a dexterous monkey. He climbed the tree in three or two strokes, shuttled between the trees, ran to the tallest tree in front of him and looked ahead, and saw a villa quietly dormant in the open space in front of him. , there is a little bit of light inside, there are two big red lanterns hanging at the entrance of the villa, the lanterns reveal red light, and two stone lions can be vaguely seen guarding the door silently.

The lean man quickly returned and told the middle-aged man what he had seen: "Uncle Li, there is a villa in front of you."

Uncle Li thought that this place is not too far from the nearest Qingyang County, and it is not surprising that there are people living there. There should be other villages nearby.

He turned around and walked to the carriage, and said to the people in the carriage, "Miss, there is a mountain village in front of you, and there should be other villages nearby. We don't know whether we should go to the mountain village to stay overnight or walk forward and find a village to sleep in?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a thick lightning streak in the sky illuminating the darkness, a rumbling thunder, and a torrential rain pouring down.

A young woman's beautiful voice came from the carriage: "Let's go to the villa for a night."

Uncle Li responded, and then greeted the other seven guards to guard the carriage firmly, and the driver of the carriage also hurriedly waved the whip to drive the carriage towards the villa.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. These people rushed to the front of the villa in heavy rain. They saw the red lantern hanging at the door swaying in the storm. Fortunately, it was not extinguished. The scarlet candle illuminated a small area at the entrance of the villa. Li Uncle looked up at the plaque of the villa, and saw the three characters "Xuejiazhuang" written on it.

Uncle Li stepped forward and looked at the heavy solid wood door. He reached out and grabbed the iron ring on the door and knocked hard.

After a while, the door was opened a crack, revealing a middle-aged man with a pale face, looking at them vigilantly: "Who are you? What are you doing?"

Uncle Li clasped his fists and said, "We are pedestrians passing by. Because of the heavy rain outside, it is inconvenient to travel overnight. If you want to spend the night in Guizhuang, please take it easy."

As he spoke, he took out a silver ingot and stuffed it through the crack of the door.

The porter looked at the silver ingot, his face still expressionless, and left a sentence: "Wait for me to report to the eldest young master." Then he closed the door.

Uncle Li and the others waited patiently at the door.

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Yuan Jia, who was in retreat and comprehend the power of the rules of death, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the gate of Xuejiazhuang.

When Uncle Li knocked on the door of Xuejiazhuang, Yuan Jia was alarmed.

Uncle Li and the others who were waiting at the door didn't wait long before the door was half opened, enough for a carriage to pass through.

The concierge said to them, "The eldest young master agrees with you to stay overnight, come in."

Uncle Li clasped his fists again and said gratefully, "Thank you!"

Two young women got on and off the carriage, a beautiful woman in a gorgeous blue dress was helped off the carriage by a maid in green. Uncle Li and other eight guards escorted the two women into Xuejiazhuang.

The concierge closed the door again. He led them with a red lantern and led them to the guest house. There were seven or eight rooms in it, enough to accommodate their group.

The concierge stood at the gate of the yard and did not go in, saying, "This is your residence, because the village has not entertained guests for a long time, and the guest yard is a bit outdated and has not been cleaned, please forgive me."

Miss Lan Yi smelled the rotten breath coming from the yard, frowned slightly, but didn't speak.

Uncle Li said politely: "It's okay, there is a place to shelter from the rain."

After the concierge turned around and left, Uncle Li took a few people in to clean the house. The yard looked like it had been abandoned for a while, but it only smelled a little rotten. The furniture was dusty, and there was nothing bad about it. The condition of the temple is much better.

The blue-clothed lady wasn't too squeamish, she asked the maid to help clean the bed and stayed.

In the middle of the night, they were suddenly awakened by a loud noise.

Uncle Li said to Miss Lanyi, "Miss, I'll go out and have a look." He looked at the other seven guards, "Take care of Miss and don't walk around."

"Yes!"

Uncle Li heard the sound and walked away, looking at Xuejiazhuang with exquisite and wealthy scenery along the way, and was a little curious about the owner of this Xuejiazhuang.

Because it was too late for the night, they didn't see the host's house, and it was inconvenient to visit them. They only heard from the doorman that there was a 'eldest young master' in the villa.

Uncle Li walked to the door of Xuejiazhuang, and saw that the frail concierge was arguing with the three big men outside the door. He quickly stepped forward to help: "Is there anyone I can help?"

Uncle Li glanced sharply at the three big men who wanted to forcibly enter the villa, noticed the big swords on their backs, and narrowed his eyes.

The porter had a gloomy face and said to the three big men, "I have to ask the eldest young master to let you in."

The eldest of the three big men laughed loudly, stretched out his hand and pushed the door open. The doorman was pushed back and staggered and fell to the ground. The scarlet light flashed in his eyes, and his face became hideous.

"Let them in." A clear voice came from behind.

The concierge's hideous face quickly returned to its previous appearance. He got up from the ground and saluted respectfully to the visitor: "Eldest young master."

Yuan Jia nodded slightly, waved his hand, and motioned for him to step back.

Then Yuan Jia set his eyes on the three big men who had pushed in the door uninvited.

The three of them were tall and strong, with a fierce aura on their bodies. The eldest man had a hideous scar on his face. When he smiled, his face seemed to be cracked, which was very terrifying.

The three of them knew at a glance that they were the kind of people who licked blood on the edge of a knife.

Yuan Jia hooked his lips incredulously: "Since the three of you broke in without knocking on the door, let's stay."

He took another look at Uncle Li who came to help next to him. Tonight was really unimaginable and lively, with waves after waves.

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Yuan Jia instructed Qing Yan next to him, "Take them to the guest room to stay."

Qing Yan replied respectfully: "Yes, young master." Then he walked in front of the three big men, and pointed the way with low eyebrows, "Three guests, please come here."

These three big men are veterans who have traveled in the arena for many years. One-handed swordsmanship is well-known in the rivers and lakes. In a remote place like Qingyang County, it is natural to tremble.

The eldest of them reached out and took the big knife on his back, hehe smiled: "The three of us are all hungry, let's bring some wine and dishes to the old men!"

Uncle Li frowned at the three people's aggressive behavior, and he took a step forward to dissuade them.

But seeing the eldest young master of Xuejiazhuang smiled: "Okay, Qing Yan, take three guests to eat and drink."

"Yes, young master."

Uncle Li paused, the master had spoken, and he seemed to be nosy if he spoke again.

The three big men were so hungry that their stomachs were growling, and they didn't bother to make trouble anymore, so they laughed and followed Qing Yan.

When Uncle Li saw the three of them leaving, he hesitated for a while, and persuaded Yuan Jia, "Young master, the three of them are not good at first sight. You should be more careful. If you need any help, you can come and find it below. , I still have a bit of work going on.”

What kind of eyesight was Yuan Jia, it was natural to see that Uncle Li and the three big men were all capable of martial arts. In terms of strength, the three big men were no match for Uncle Li alone. No wonder he dared to make such a promise.

Although Yuanjia didn't need Uncle Li's help, he still knew the good intentions, so he smiled gently at Uncle Li and said meaningfully: "This guest, leave as soon as possible when the rain stops. , please bring your own food and drink, no hospitality will be entertained."

Uncle Li felt very uncomfortable. He felt that the people in Xuejiazhuang were really bullying the good and fearing the evil. He kindly persuaded him to help him, but he would rather entertain the three villains with good wine and good food than treat his group well.

It's really good intentions not to be rewarded!

Uncle Li said angrily, "Then I won't bother you. We will leave immediately when the rain stops tomorrow!"

Uncle Li walked away, returned to the guest house, and couldn't help complaining to Miss Lanyi.

The blue-clothed lady's expression changed slightly and said, "Uncle Li, he is right. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. We will leave early in the morning, even if the rain doesn't stop."

Uncle Li looked suspicious and asked, "Miss, do you mean..."

Miss Lan Yi nodded solemnly: "That young master is just reminding us that there is a lot of yin in Xuejiazhuang, and it may be ominous."

I couldn't sleep tonight. Uncle Li took seven vigorous guards to guard the door with their eyes open. There were two shifts, and no one dared to fall asleep.

Along the way, they have also met two wild ghosts, and these two times they have lost more than a dozen good players, and only eleven of them are left here.

Unexpectedly, staying overnight may be the third time I have encountered a ghost.

Uncle Li was standing at the gate of the courtyard, with internal qi running in his body, keeping himself full of qi and blood, ready to deal with danger at any time.

He recalled in his mind the scenes he and his group had seen since they entered Xuejiazhuang. He didn't feel it before, but now that he recalled it, he felt gloomy and ghostly everywhere.

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Qing Yan took the three big men to another guest house, which happened to be farther away from the yard where Uncle Li and the others lived, but it was closer to the yard where Yuan Jia lived.

Qing Yan brought a large amount of food and delicacies with several servants, and served them with good wine and good dishes. The three of them ate and drank excitedly, but they didn't see the cold eyes of the servants who were watching them.

Yuan Jia was rubbing a jade pendant of good quality in his room with a thoughtful expression on his face.

The entire Xuejiazhuang is his ghost realm, and there is nothing he can't sense.

The movements of Uncle Li and his group, and the three big men who were eating and drinking, were all within his sensing range.

It's just that this kind of induction is a little inferior to divine sense, that is, you can't hear what they say, just like watching a silent movie.

Yuan Jia didn't care about the origins of these three big men. What he cared about was that when the three entered the door, they kicked the door directly. Later, the eldest of the three forced the door to open with his own divine power and forced his way into the village.

This kind of aggressive behavior has undoubtedly violated his taboos and entered his death rules.

Yuan Jia could sense that the three big men had his imprint on them. This imprint was imprinted on their souls. Even if they fled to the ends of the earth, they would not be able to escape his pursuit.

This rule not only restrains those who violate the rules, but also restrains Yuan Jia, the person who controls the rules.

- He must kill them and take their souls.

But he can choose when to kill them, even if they wait for them to die of natural old age before taking away their souls.

In the past, Xue Yuanjia was in a state of confusion, and Yuanjia didn't know if he had killed anyone who violated his death rule. These three big men were also the targets of his first use of the death rule.

Yuan Jia didn't do it for the time being, he planned to wait until Uncle Li and his party left Xuejiazhuang before doing it.

In the second half of the night, the torrential rain turned into a light rain.

When the first rays of sunlight penetrated the dark clouds and cast down, the rain clouds dissipated and the rain finally stopped.

Uncle Li, who stayed up all night and didn't sleep, came to say goodbye.

Father Xue and Mother Xue, as the master and wife of the villa, should have come to receive them, but they are all ghosts, and they are the lowest common ghosts. Yuan Jia found that Uncle Li and the others seemed to know something about ghosts, so he did not let Father Xue Xue Mother saw them.

Yuan Jia himself came to see Uncle Li and the others.

Uncle Li also likes Yuan Jia who reminded him last night, and thinks he is a kind and good person. Before leaving, Uncle Li reminded him in a low voice: "If there is anything bizarre in the villa, you can go there. Find a ghost exorcist to solve it."

The smile on Yuan Jia's face did not change. Uncle Li and others really knew something about ghosts. He asked, "Is there really ghosts?"

Uncle Li nodded: "It's true, we have met twice, and many people died. Master Xue, you must not take it lightly, this is a fatal thing."

Yuan Jia asked, "Can you tell me something about ghosts?"