My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 267 The World in the Box
The weather in May is not that hot.

Lu Chen, who had just been busy with family affairs for a day, had a calm look in his eyes. He did not fly in the air as he was a sixth-level celestial being. Instead, he walked on the long and quiet green stone road.

The Lu family is no longer in heaven.

Fortunately, there were no casualties and the mark of the sacred tree was removed. Many members of the Lu family stepped on the ground for the first time.

I originally thought that the collapse of Linlang Island would make the tribe members feel depressed for a long time, but I saw the Lu family members’ curious and excited eyes towards all the new things around them.

For a moment, Lu Chen didn't seem to feel how regrettable it was to lose Linlang Island.

But there have been a lot of troubles in the past half month, whether it was the site selection for the resettlement of thousands of people or the negotiation of a large number of things, it took Lu Chen a lot of effort.

However, the Luo family did extend an olive branch and helped a lot.

The Luo family and the Lu family, now the two major families almost live next to each other.

Lu Chen felt that the pressure now was greater than his cultivation. He owed a hundred flying boats that day, each costing RMB 200,000. Fortunately, Luo Yue allowed him to pay the debt first.

As he walked along, Lu Chen silently sorted out the things he needed to do tomorrow. After coming to his senses, he slowed down his pace and looked at a small courtyard at the end of the alley.

I came here... to see that boy.

The footsteps suddenly stopped.

A certain aura was spreading from the courtyard in front. Ordinary practitioners might not be able to detect what it was, but Lu Chen knew it very clearly.

A strange atmosphere.

Lu Chen frowned slightly, and then looked towards his toes, or rather, towards the ground below.

The blue stone road suddenly turned dark, as if ink was flowing into the ground.

Lu Chen did not take another step. Instead, a hint of surprise appeared in his lowered eyes.

Is this... a strange place?
"What is he doing! Is he out of control?"

But then, the unpleasant atmosphere disappeared in an instant, the blue stone road returned to normal, and the ink disappeared quickly as it appeared.

Everything was as usual, as if nothing had happened.

Lu Chen looked a little stunned, but he sensed a familiar breath not far ahead.

After a moment of silence, he finally walked towards the courtyard.

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The remains of the avenue are also called weird.

It contains almost unsolvable magical powers.

It’s just that when I came into contact with the weirdness, I saw something and felt something, but because of the weirdness, I can’t put it into words.

Ye Wuyou had also experienced all of this.

Just like what happened at the beginning, in the eighth level of the Heavenly Prison, just for the sake of survival, when I first stepped into the state of selflessness and merged into the [Ghost].

The [Ghost] seen at that time was completely different from the one that was beside Ye Wuyou now. It was like a demon standing above a whirlpool on the sea.

Ye Wuyou didn't understand what that scene meant. The true identity of the [Ghost]? What did it look like before?

After all, when he was completely eroded and forced to reborn towards death and merge into [Forgetfulness], nothing happened.

Did nothing really happen?

Actually, I forgot.

Ye Wuyou didn't realize all this.

He just sat in the courtyard, thinking for a long time.

[Key][Thousands of People, Thousands of Faces][Strange Coffin]

[Thousands of People, Thousands of Faces] is a perfect illusion. On that day in the Great Yan Imperial City, the monster Zhu Yan disguised himself as a human. Not only Lu Qingshan couldn't see it, but he himself couldn't see it either.

Ye Wuyou touched his right eye. With his current attainments in illusion, only Luo Qinghan, the woman, could see his changing appearance.

So he put down the human face that kept changing its appearance.

As for the key stained with some kind of blood, Ye Wuyou stared at it for a long time.

This weirdness is very useful.

After all, it was he who was regarded by a steady guy like Lu Zhaolin as a backup plan for leaving the Strange Domain.

In the strange world, Ye Wuyou took the [Key] away directly. This was so strange that Lu Zhaolin didn't dare to say anything, let alone tell anyone else about it.

After all, he was the one who shot the man to death.

Whether it is a formation, a strange domain, or even the illusory world constructed by the sacred tree, one can leave with the [Key].

However, there is no [Key] to control it, so it can only be used once.

Because [Key] also wants to run away.

Ye Wuyou put away the [key]. This thing could only be used once.

In that case, it's decided to be you.

[Ghost Gate Coffin] Ye Wuyou had previously regarded this as a means of gambling with his life.

Either lock up others, lock up yourself, or lock up both.

In the world of the sacred tree, he used the [Strange Door Coffin] once. The unmanned Strange Door Coffin also exerted its due power, and directly eroded half of the world of the sacred tree in just a moment.

And as time goes by, there are constant changes.

For example, the dark ground was like mud, and it seemed as if something was trying to come out of it.

But in the end, it was unable to escape the clutches of the Lu family's ancestor, nor was it able to break the world constructed by the sacred tree.

The sacred tree's suppression of the weirdness is still too strong.

If it is integrated into the Guimen Coffin, the weirdness controlled by people is actually not as powerful as the ownerless weirdness, but at least you don't have to rely on luck and gamble your life.

So Ye Wuyou picked up the small black wooden box, or rather the small black coffin.

The sapling of the sacred tree swayed gently inside his body. The strange aura on the pitch-black coffin flickered. Everything was peaceful.

"Well, it's done?"

The pitch-black wooden box disappeared in his hand, but as Ye Wuyou thought about it, it reappeared in his hand.

No discomfort at all.

"This is too simple. Although the sacred tree has the effect of suppressing weirdness, it gives people a strange feeling..."

"But now we have an additional method. If we encounter an enemy that is difficult to resist, we can drag him into the Guimen Coffin and seal him up."

The narrator's voice suddenly sounded leisurely in Ye Wuyou's ears.

[Banned? Tsk, you sneered. Even though it’s just debris, the world is ignorant and not half as wise as you. This useless debris is more than just banned.]

Oh, is there an explanation?
[You already had an understanding in your heart, and opened the coffin lid with one hand]

Open the coffin?

Ye Wuyou wanted to refuse subconsciously, but then changed his mind.

This weirdness has now been integrated into myself, what am I still worried about?
Wasn’t 【Ghost】 also developed bit by bit by myself?
Besides, Ye Wuyou also wanted to know what was locked in this strange coffin.

What was that thing that wanted to burst out of the mud in the world of the sacred tree before?

So Ye Wuyou opened the coffin lid.

The dark little wooden box was empty except for a few flashes of black air that were invisible to ordinary people.

I looked intently, but saw nothing.

Ye Wuyou frowned slightly, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Perhaps it is invisible?"

Thinking this, he stretched out a hand.

The wooden box was very small and couldn't fit a palm in it, so Ye Wuyou waved his fingertips inside the box.

There is no feeling of touch.

It was already dusk, and the setting sun stretched the shadows of people very long.

The courtyard gradually became darker.

The surrounding ground turned faintly black, first the small courtyard, then the alley outside the courtyard.

The Guimen Coffin was activated unconsciously at this moment.

But Ye Wuyou seemed to be in a trance, not noticing anything at all, still staring at the black wooden box in his hand.

The empty wooden box became increasingly dark and deep.

[A relic of the past, a mere remnant! How dare I covet you! ]

Fingertips moved slightly.

It seems like I felt something.

Ye Wuyou suddenly realized something, then he suddenly looked up at the sky.

A huge finger emerged from the sky and came towards him.

The coffin lid was closed immediately!
The fingers disappeared in an instant, and the surrounding ground, which had become as dark as ink, also disappeared in an instant.

Ye Wuyou sat on the stone chair in the yard for a long time before he let out a long sigh of relief.

At that moment, the surroundings had become the mysterious area of ​​the Guimen Coffin.

I am between the outside world and the strange realm.

Guimen Coffin, did you want to lock yourself in it just now?

The world inside the Guimen coffin is actually...

"The world in the box." He said to himself.

(End of this chapter)