Chapter 33 Whose Youth Returns from Spring Outing

Chapter 33 Whose Youth Returns from Spring Outing

Chapter 33 Whose Youth Returns from Spring Outing

The sweet aroma of rice wine filled the He family compound, which was filled with tables and chairs. The sound of musical instruments, such as zither and qin, came from far away, like a heavy hammer constantly hitting Ning Zhe's head.

The guests who were invited here thought they were toasting the Snake God, but in fact they were toasting him. In this instant, the rules of ghosts were triggered hundreds of times. The wrong cognition built a medium for identity theft, and the complex memories from the Snake God flooded into Ning Zhe's mind.

But now there is no time to slowly sort out this information. With such a big commotion, it is impossible for ghosts not to notice it.

"No, maybe it had already noticed me when I just watched Lin Zhiyuan's death..."

Because in a way, ghosts are snake gods.

Ning Zhe found a total of 2 puzzles in Hejia Village:
[1: Why did the snake god go crazy? ]

[2: How do ghosts steal other people’s identities? ]

The mystery about the ghost had already been solved by Ning Zhe, and as he stole the identity of the snake god to a certain extent, he was finally able to confirm that the answers to the two mystery were actually the same.

"The reason why the Snake God went crazy is that his identity had been stolen by the ghost long before I took action."

Ning Zhe curled up in the snake god's throat, his small body trembling slightly.

Feeling the huge amount of information in the snake god's memory washing over his consciousness, Ning Zhe felt as if he was the giant jade snake with horns on its head. His long body turned into winding water veins, crawling in this quiet little village, quietly spending an immeasurable amount of time. Then one day, an unknown wandering ghost came slowly, gradually destroying the peaceful days.

The invisible ghost roamed around the houses in Hejia Village, gradually bending people's cognition and slowly stealing the identity of the Snake God bit by bit. His long body gradually decayed in the process of being replaced, until all people who knew of the existence of the Snake God regarded the ghost as the Snake God... The real Snake God went crazy.

The snake god's long memory gradually faded away, and finally he woke up slowly like a big dream.

The time Ning Zhe experienced in the Snake God's memory was so long, so long that it seemed as if the short 18 years of his life as 'Ning Zhe' were just a dream.

"So dangerous..." Ning Zhe suddenly opened his eyes, as if waking up from a dream.

Using the rules of ghosts to steal other people's identities and life experiences may seem interesting, but it is actually extremely dangerous. The previous attempts were just small fights, but the Snake God is extraordinary. His complex memory and long life are like a torrent rushing down, washing away Ning Zhe's own memory and personality.

Sadness, resentment, fear, joy, madness...all kinds of emotions from the Snake God surged in Ning Zhe's mind, and he was almost about to forget who he was.

Ning Zhe quickly repeated the rules of ghosts in his mind to calm his mind:

[When someone mistakes a ghost for someone they know, the ghost can steal the identity of the corresponding person and all the information related to that identity through "false recognition" as a medium.]

When the stolen identity is complete enough, it can even deceive the snake god and transfer the punishment for violating the taboo to the person whose identity was stolen.

Gu Yunqing and Ye Miaozhu both died in this way, and Ning Zhe himself was almost deceived. He was lost in the long memory and thought he was a snake god.

"But this stolen identity almost fooled even me, how could it fool the Snake God?" Ning Zhe asked himself softly.

But he was relieved immediately, "...Who knows? Come on, life or death depends on this..."

Ning Zhe struggled to crawl out of the snake god's mouth. His black and white wings were stained with blood, his feathers were dirty and greasy, and covered with black mold spots.

Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of guests in the He family compound, the magpie that emerged from the snake god's mouth shed its black feathers and turned into a handsome young man with scars all over his body.

In the lobby of the main house where the lotus platform was located, two dignitaries in fine clothes and jade shoes sat on the left and right, a man and a woman, they were the master and mistress of the house respectively.

The strange music continued to sound, and the headless boy was still shaking his head and playing his suona, but the wine glasses were all suspended in mid-air.

Below the lotus platform, two maids with brocade wrapped around their waists led a graceful woman in a gorgeous dress, who walked up slowly with delicate steps. Her delicate and pretty figure was demurely hidden in a loose red dress. Her pale face was adorned with a hint of red plum blossoms, and her bright red lips contained a hint of resentment. Looking up, the rest of her facial features could not be seen.

Jade-like, beautiful, and graceful, this girl with no facial features but dressed up gracefully, supported by two maids, knelt down in front of the snake god, then she opened her cherry lips and a faint voice floated out from her throat:
[I only ask about your coming, not your leaving...]

"I don't know why you want to marry a female snake. If the snake god was a male, I could understand you to some extent." Ning Zhe said this casually, then knelt in front of the lotus platform panting, and silently stretched out his hand towards the shattered body of the snake god in front of him.

In the deathly silence of all the guests, Ning Zhe pinched a corner of the almanac with his fingertips, and the sad song lingered around his fingertips.

"I now have three important identities...Snake God, ghost, Ning Zhe..." Ning Zhe whispered to himself in his heart, closed his eyes and turned the yellowed paper upwards, and the almanac turned to tomorrow.

The next moment, Ning Zhe opened his eyes: "Then, with what identity will I bear this punishment for violating the death taboo?"

Ning Zhe's question was not answered.

The moment he opened the almanac and lowered his eyes, everything in front of him shattered.

It was as if someone had punched the mirror on the bathroom wall and fine cracks spread in the air around it.

The two rules that originally operated independently without interfering with each other have come into fatal conflict due to Ning Zhe's current actions, just like two misaligned and stuck gears creaking, crushing this world built on rules into pieces.

The moment before he lost his vision, Ning Zhe seemed to hear someone screaming and someone crying sadly, but he couldn't tell who was who, and he couldn't even be sure whether the crying was from someone else or himself.

When Ning Zhe regained consciousness and saw the soft sunlight coming into his eyes, he was slightly stunned.

Looking down, Ning Zhe saw that he was standing on a wooden threshold that was uneven due to years of wear and tear, and in his hand was an old door knocker embroidered with copper paint. In front of him was a heavy and simple red-painted door that he had just pushed open.

Ning Zhe walked into the door and subconsciously cast his eyes to the right side of the gate. He saw the old camphor tree where he often climbed and played with his neighbor's younger brothers and sisters when he was a child. A wooden table was placed under the shade of the tree. Bright red and yellow fallen leaves were piled on the table, and it seemed that it had not been cleaned for a long time.

Ning Zhe took a deep breath of the familiar air and walked forward along the overgrown path.

"Go home."

At this moment, he pushed open the door of his old house and entered Hejia Village.

Since I didn't die when I returned to reality, it was obvious that at least one of the ghost and the snake god was dead.

Or are both dead?

The strange world where Hejia Village was located had been completely shattered due to the blocking of the rules, but the snake god and the ghost were not necessarily dead. Either of them was extremely dangerous. In any case, he had to find a way to confirm their status...

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to Ning Zhe, and he didn't know what he thought of. He stopped and raised his head slightly, as if thinking about something.

The next moment, a magpie fluttered into the sky and flew up to the crown of the camphor tree.

At the same time, an unknown word suddenly emerged in Ning Zhe's mind. No one had ever explained the meaning of this word to him, but Ning Zhe subconsciously felt that it was a name.

It was the name of the ghost who had stolen the identity of the snake god:
"Its name is... [Taiyi]."

The snake god is called Zhaoyou and the ghost is called Taiyi.

Do their names have any special meaning?
(End of this chapter)