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Chapter 1: The Beginning of Hell

"What is this place?"

Hou Jiuming opened his heavy eyelids and looked at his surroundings.

The dim light illuminated the surroundings, making him realize that this was a strange place.

"Didn't I take a shower in the hotel?"

Before he could figure out what was going on, a large number of memories suddenly appeared in his mind out of thin air.

"Well!"

Instantly filling up the content far beyond the capacity of the brain makes the head feel like exploding pain.

Fortunately, the pain did not last long and returned to normal after a few breaths.

Hou Jiuming shook his head and began to check the memories that appeared out of thin air.

It took half an hour to watch this.

When he figured out what was going on, he was completely confused.

"Time traveled?

It's so casual, I haven't met my school girl yet,

Moreover, you can’t travel anywhere, but why do you want to travel to such a dangerous place?”

…………

Hou Jiuming graduated from a third-rate university. Although he did not have a job, he relied on dozens of houses at home and had no worries about food and drink. He lived a more relaxed life than those who had a job.

Today was no different from any other day. A girl who called herself a school girl said that she had changed into a new school uniform and wanted his help to see how it went.

As an enthusiastic senior, I will naturally not turn away junior students who need help.

So, we made an appointment to meet at a certain place, but before the classmate could reach her, she inexplicably traveled through time while taking a shower in a certain hotel.

Now, although his name is still Hou Jiuming.

But life has undergone earth-shaking changes...

One modern and one ancient,

As long as one person doesn't spend his money frivolously, he can live happily for a lifetime, while the other person relies on farming for a living and lives a life of worry about three meals a day.

A society is harmonious and a country is facing war.

If that's all, then Hou Jiuming is a modern person after all. He has countless ways to make money in his mind, and it is not difficult to support himself.

But then he discovered that this was no ordinary world.

It's a strange world.

His predecessor was killed by a ghost, so he traveled through time.

Thinking of his predecessor's death, Hou Jiuming felt a headache.

"My mother, what a hellish start. No, I can't just sit there and wait for death. I must find a way to survive."

It's not his character to surrender without mercy. Even if he is going to die, he still wants to break a few buttons of the ghost to see how good she is.

However, as soon as he sat up and lifted the quilt, his expression darkened uncontrollably.

I saw that his right leg was fixed by a few wooden sticks as thick as fingers, and it was covered with dense straw ropes!

Only then did he suddenly remember that he had gone up a tree to pick persimmons two months ago and accidentally fell off and broke his leg.

"Damn it, God, if you want me to die, just kill me. Why bother torturing me in such a way?"

…………

"ah……'

Just when Hou Jiuming looked ugly, a scream suddenly rang out in the silent village. The despair and fear contained in it made everyone who heard it tremble with fear.

And Hou Jiuming was no exception. When he heard the cry, his heart skipped a beat.

"Someone was killed again!"

Ignoring his injured leg, he pulled a forked wooden stick beside the bed, got down on the ground with his intact leg, put the stick under his arm, and limped towards the door.

I opened the door and was just about to follow the sound, but I found it was pitch black outside. It was midnight, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and not a single ray of light was revealed.

However, even so, he looked towards the place where the sound came from, that place that was scary but also hoped to see something.

"Um?

what is that?"

A faint green light appeared in Hou Jiuming's sight. Before he could guess what it was, his eyes suddenly blurred, and an illusory prompt panel suddenly appeared.

I saw it written,

"You found a special skill, do you want to copy it?"

"whether!"

The panel is very simple and clear at a glance, allowing people to know what is going on at a glance.

"Goldfinger?"

The moment the panel appeared, Hou Jiuming was excited. He thought he would fight alone, but he didn't expect that the standard equipment of the time traveler came.

Not daring to delay any longer, he quickly shouted "Yes!"

But there was no response on the illusory panel.

At this time, Hou Jiuming became anxious, "What's going on? Am I hallucinating, or am I doing something wrong?"

When I was thinking about this, I quickly tried other methods and poked with my fingers. The result was also useless. I just passed through it.

After that, try to focus on it,

As a result, this attempt immediately led to new changes.

The illusory panel exploded without warning, and instantly turned into dots of light that penetrated into his body.

Then, a pinprick-like pain appeared in his hands.

At the same time, something about the ghost hand's ability and how to use it came to mind.

The pain came and went quickly. It lasted for about a breath and then disappeared.

When Hou Jiuming looked at his hands again, they had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The hands that were originally rough and covered with calluses were not only enlarged, but also had long and sharp black nails.

Clenching your fingers into a fist, a sense of power instantly filled your heart.

He had a feeling that even a stone the size of a millstone could be smashed with one punch.

"Is this the ability of Ghost Hands?"

Looking at the palms that were no longer human-like, Hou Jiuming's brows twitched uncontrollably.

"It's a skill I really don't know how to describe."

He withdrew his gaze from his hands and looked around, ready to find something to test its power, but before he could find it, the illusory panel appeared again.

"If you discover a new skill, do you want to perform a deduction?"

"whether"

After the last experience, Hou Jiuming focused his attention on the word "yes" with ease, wanting to see what this deduction was all about.

I thought it would just explode like before.

Unexpectedly, the panel just changed for a while and then stopped moving.

I saw that the original text above had disappeared, replaced by a progress bar and the words "Ghost Hand" on it.

Obviously, deduction is not like copying. It takes time to succeed immediately.

Seeing that he could not successfully deduce it in a short period of time, he had no choice but to divert his attention and return his gaze to the place where the scream came from.

But after such a delay, the weak green light had disappeared and was replaced by sparse white light.

These faint lights spread throughout the village.

Preliminary estimates suggest that there should be 1,670 of them.

And each of these rays of light represents a living person.

Originally, Houwan Village had a population of about 300 in its heyday.

Later, more than 80 strong men were recruited, leaving more than 200 people in the village.

But since the haunting began, in less than a month, this was the only population left.

The villagers also thought about escaping, but no matter how far they escaped, their bodies would appear at the entrance of the village on time the next morning.


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