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Ji Que didn't grow up with the courage of a bear and a leopard. It can only be said that he is more accustomed to the feeling of someone trying to harm him anytime and anywhere.

However, this ubiquitous fear was really uncomfortable. For a while, he was depressed and nervous.

Because he felt that the pots, lids, and shovels in the kitchen were trying to harm him, he was so sensitive that he wanted to kill them all.

The most disgusting thing was the half of the roast chicken he bought during the day, which seemed to be staring at him with malicious intent, which made his hair stand on end.

So Ji Que picked up the half of the roast chicken and started eating it.

While gnawing on the roast chicken, he walked out of the kitchen and said depressedly: "No."

He searched inside and outside, even digging into the belly of the stove, but found nothing.

Seeing this scene, the white cat was once again messed up in the cold wind.

Can this guy still eat?

How could he eat in this situation?

For a moment, it actually felt that the scholar had not taken advantage of the courage of a bear, but had no heart at all.

Only a heartless person can eat roast chicken at this time.

The delicious roast chicken temporarily lifted Ji Que's depressed mood.

He knows that this kind of fear is harmful to people, and the culprit must be found as soon as possible.

He won't give up until he finds it out.

This is the house he bought with money!

Just bought it!

Ji Que finished chewing the roast chicken, threw the chicken bones aside that seemed to be malicious, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

At this time, he suddenly noticed a large pile of firewood piled beside the outer wall of the kitchen.

The firewood was covered with dust. Ji Que thought it could be used to make a fire, so he let it stay there instead of moving it away.

In addition to the wood, there is also some hay mixed in the firewood pile. From here, it looks like there is a person hiding in the hay.

Will it be there?

As soon as this thought appeared, the fear became more intense and concrete, making people's hearts beat fast.

Ji Que endured the fear in his heart and walked over.

He opened up the hay and wood. Every gap formed by the wood and the hole formed by the hay were like a person looking at you anxiously. However, he moved them all away, and still did not find the so-called corpse.

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At this moment, Ji Que suddenly stopped.

Under the fire, he touched a rectangular wooden board.

This wooden board is mixed with firewood and accumulated dust, so it is usually difficult to find it.

Is this a lid?

When Ji Que raised his hand, the wooden board was lifted open, revealing a dark hole.

cellar?

At night, the darkness at the entrance of the cave was particularly dense, as if it were insoluble ink.

He stretched out a hand and couldn't see his fingers on the spot.

On a roof outside the small courtyard, the white cat saw this scene and said in shock: "He found him? Why? No matter how you look at it, this guy is just a scholar who doesn't study hard."

Yes, because Ji Que practiced the most common Tai Chi, swimming, and "Yixue" and had never entered a sect, he was not a professional at all, so he had very few characteristics of a practitioner.

Even if you observe carefully, it is difficult to detect the existence of his true energy.

Because the true energy condensed in Tai Chi is exceptionally smooth and almost perfectly integrated with his body, only when he exerts great force can others have the opportunity to observe the flow of his true energy.

So whether it was the two worshipers of the Wind Lotus Sect, the Divine Envoy Finger, or the two old women who caused trouble at the back, they were all caught off guard by him.

After that, Ji Que went to get a lamp and got into the darkness.

The white cat was so shocked today that he was a little numb, but he couldn't help being shocked again.

Did he go in?

unarmed?

This hour?

How dare he!

The darkness in this underground space is indeed much richer than outside.

The wind lantern could only illuminate a distance of more than one meter in front of me.

Ji Que went down a simple wooden ladder.

I saw that the wooden ladder was covered with dust and cobwebs, and my nose was filled with dust every time I breathed in.

When we get here, we can clearly feel the extremely frightening feeling. It's like this is obviously just a cellar, but it gives people the feeling of being in the underworld.

Different from the previous fear that someone was going to harm me anytime and anywhere, there was now a feeling of extreme loneliness and despair.

The light in his hand was swaying, and Ji Que even had the illusion that if he continued walking, he would die of loneliness.

No one knows what terrifying things will pounce down below, or in other words, this fear has quickly turned into a suffocating wave, which will swallow him up if he is not careful, leaving him in ruins.

But Ji Que felt that he could still withstand it.

When he thought that he had just bought this house, which cost a total of one hundred and eighty taels of silver, and he also paid a cleaning fee of seven cents, it was okay for him not to do it.

There was a click, that was the sound of boots hitting the ground.

It’s over.

There was an old smell in the air, including the smell of corruption, but it was not strong.

There are some wooden shelves in the cellar, with some rotten Chinese cabbage on them.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the cellar, and the flame in the wind lamp suddenly flickered on and off.

There was a soft and even smooth sound in the surrounding darkness, like something huge swimming in the darkness.

Tai Chi Qi circulated in Ji Que's body, forming a shield of Qi that enveloped the light.

The flickering candlelight gradually calmed down.

Ji Que continued to walk some distance inside, and then stopped.

In the thick darkness, a body appeared in the small area shrouded in firelight.

Seeing this corpse, Ji Que felt a huge sense of fear coming over him like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

At this moment, he felt like he was drowning and felt a little uncomfortable.

A drowning person would struggle to leave the water. Ji Que instinctively felt like every cell in his body was urging him to escape from here.

But thinking of his own house, the house he just bought, he took a breath and walked over.

This is the body of a man, lying on the ground.

The clothes on his body were rotted and riddled with holes, but the whole body looked like a living person.

Ji Que was certain that the ubiquitous fear was emanating from this corpse.

For a moment, he seemed to see a young man living alone, living a numb life every day, having no friends, no relatives, and not liking to go out.

That day was his birthday, and he had spent many, many years alone.

Since his parents passed away, no one in the world has remembered this day except himself.

The man was afraid that even he would forget about it in the end, so every year at this time, he would always celebrate his birthday, even if he was never the only one.

That day, he cooked a dish for himself and went to the cellar to get some wine.

Drinking wine every year on his birthday is one of the few ritualistic behaviors he does.

As a result, when he was getting the wine, the man suddenly felt his heart cramping and fell to the ground.

He felt great fear and wanted to call for help. He wanted to struggle to crawl out and ask for help.

Because today is his birthday, he hasn't had a proper meal alone yet.

A huge sense of fear swept over me, along with uncontrollable sadness and despair.

The man found that even if he died here, no one would care about him, and no one would even think of him.

He desperately wanted to crawl outside and escape from this terrible situation.

In the end, he still died here, turning into a corpse containing great fear and despair.

Ji Que pulled away from the extremely terrifying feeling, turned around and looked around, and found a wine jar lying not far from the body.

The wine jar was not broken.

He walked over and found two pickle jars in the cellar.

He took off the lid of the jar and placed it on the ground like a bowl.

Afterwards, he poured a bowl of wine for each other and himself.

Ji Que's face was covered with sweat caused by fear, he raised the bowl and murmured: "Brother, happy birthday, I don't know if it's today. Anyway, happy birthday."

The corpse was still lying there, looking at him horribly.

After a while, the corpse began to decay at a speed visible to the naked eye, emitting a putrid smell.

However, that suffocating feeling of fear disappeared.

Ji Que felt relieved and stood there, feeling that the rancid smell of the air was much better than the previous feeling of despair and fear, and even a little sweet.

He took off his robe, wrapped the body and brought it back to the ground.

The whole feeling of fear that enveloped the house really disappeared.

The white cat squatted there and said in surprise: "Come out?"

"Well, we even brought the body out!"

"No, the curse is lifted?"

"How is this possible!"

At this time, Ji Que had put down the man's rotting body and turned to look at the cat demon.

The white cat shrank its neck, its hair stood up slightly, and asked doubtfully: "Why is he looking at me like this? Is it possible?"

The next moment, Ji Que turned around and ignored it, as if he was looking for something.

The white cat just thought it was a false alarm, but at this moment, a figure flashed and suddenly appeared in front of it.

"Bold and evil, I can tell at a glance that you are not human!"

"Bah, it's not a cat!"

"Meow, what's going on!"
Chapter completed!