dark.

The darkness is so dark.

Mu Taihang knew that he was dreaming again.

As before, he had nightmares.

It was like something was pinned to his body. He couldn't move and could only open his eyes.

But it was too dark, and when I opened my eyes, I couldn't see anything.

He was not in a hurry, and first recited the emperor's national policy silently: "Respect Heaven, Dharma ancestors, be close to relatives, consider ministers, seek talents, judge officials, be diligent in government, love the people, emphasize agriculture, respect thrift, rituals and music, education..."

As the emperor's national policy was recited over and over again, he felt that the feeling of being trapped in his body began to disappear, and gradually he could move his fingers.

He had encountered nightmares several times since he was a child. At that time, as long as he could move his fingers or toes, he would wake up.

But the nightmares he encountered during this period were not like this.

He must continue to recite the emperor's national policy in order to gradually regain control of his body.

From being able to move his fingers to moving his palms and soles, and then being able to raise his head, he finally sat up suddenly as he read the emperor's national policy over and over again.

"Huhuhu."

Breathing heavily.

Just taking back control of my body is hard enough.

He moved and leaned against a wall to rest for a while, then began to rub along the wall.

He didn't know how long it took, and he didn't know where the rubbing went, but he felt the wall move outward.

This is it, this is a door, or a wall that can be opened.

He pressed his back against the wall like he had done two days ago, and rubbed his feet hard against the ground, concentrating all his strength to open the wall.

A crack gradually opened up in the wall, and the crack expanded slowly, as if enough force could push it open.

Unfortunately, he was just a scholar and lacked strength. Eventually, he lost strength after the wall opened two fingers wide.

He took advantage of the moment when the wall was about to bounce back and looked outside. There was light outside and there were sections of red rope.

There should be circles of rope wrapped around the outside of this house, and the door is tied up with rope!

The light disappears and darkness returns.

Mu Taihang is not in a hurry. Scholars are the most patient.

He calmly allowed his strength to recover, and then used the method of exerting force that he just learned from the butcher Ahu today to hit the wall again.

This time his posture was to press his shoulders against the wall, use his hands and feet to rub the ground, exert all his strength in one place, and use explosive force to hit the wall!

Although it will be very painful, the power exploded like this is the greatest!

Taking a deep breath, he suddenly hit him.

There was a strange silence after the heavy impact. The expected loud noise of the shoulder hitting a hard object did not appear, but this method of exerting force is indeed effective:

There was a big gap in the wall.

He looked out happily and saw an expressionless face!

The eye on the half-ghost face is very wide, with no whites but black eyes!

ferocious!

Vicious!

Cold!

Huge panic swept through his body, and he couldn't help but scream and ran away to the center of the room.

He had an ominous premonition that something strange, evil, and violent was happening outside the house!

This premonition came so suddenly but so real. He sat on the ground with his hands on his knees and began to tremble. He read the Analects of Confucius loudly with all his strength:

"The Master said: Isn't it just right to learn and practice from time to time? Isn't it a joy to have friends come from afar? Isn't it true that a person who doesn't know and is stunned is not a gentleman?"

"Confucius said: Clever words and expressions are the essence of benevolence. Confucius said: If a gentleman is not serious, he will not be powerful, and if he is learned, he will not be solid. He is loyal and trustworthy. He has no friends who are inferior to himself. If he makes mistakes, he will not be afraid to correct them..."

The outside world only knows that there is a Confucian saying about reading, "The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own beauty like jade", but they don't know that "the book has its own integrity, and the book has its own great power"!

Reading can ward off evil spirits!

As each sage's words came out of his mouth, Mu Taihang's mood gradually calmed down and he closed his mouth.

"Zengzi said: Be cautious in ending, pursue the far end, and the people's virtue will be strong. Zi Qin asked Yu Zigong and said: Master, when it comes to establishing a country, you must hear about its politics, seek to be harmonious, and restrain to harmonize with it..."

But the recitation of the Analects of Confucius continued.

Mu Taihang suddenly collapsed:

This is not his voice!

The voice was dry, cold, and without any emotion!

Someone was reading the Analects of Confucius after him!

There was someone else in this dark room where he always thought he was the only one!

A person's collapse is sudden. Mu Taihang was tearing his hair and was about to scream wildly, but suddenly he heard a rough voice: "Master, you have just arrived and want to make a meritorious service? Hey, madam, you can't open the door, can you?"

Get out of the way, I will open the door for you!"

"Let's go!"

There was a loud bang, and Mu Taihang felt like the world was spinning. He opened his eyes suddenly: dazzling sunlight shone in through the window of the room.

He was awakened from his dream.

In his fear, he didn't bother to put on his shoes, pushed open the bedroom door and ran out. After running out of the house, he saw his mother appearing in the big house with an overly handsome young man, a strong man like a black iron tower and an old Taoist priest.

door.

The two sides looked at each other, and Xu Da was surprised: "There is someone at home, why don't you come out and open the door?"

He looked at the young man carefully again, looking at the messy clothes, the sweat on his head, the frightened expression and the dark circles under his eyes. He showed a very mean smile: "I understand, I understand, uncle is reckless today. Hey,

I should be able to think of it, what else can a young man do if he locks the door at home?"

The boy ignored his nonsense and ran over to his mother, hugging his mother and crying: "Mother, mother, it's so scary, I'm so scared!"

Xu Da gave Wang Qilin a reproachful look: "We were anxious today and scared the child."

Wang Qilin was embarrassed: "You said you didn't come early or late, why did you come when we couldn't open the door?"

Mu Xiao's mother's family is also in the west of the city, and Wang Qilin learned on the way that she is a fairly famous person in the west of the city.

This woman's husband was once a teacher at the county official school. He was young and very knowledgeable. The county magistrate at that time admired him very much and wanted him to be his master.

Unfortunately, she had a tragic fate. When Mu Xiaoniang was pregnant, her husband fell ill and passed away. Then Mu Xiaoniang did not remarry, but instead raised her son Mu Taihang with excrement and urine, and sent him to a government school to study.

Mu Taihang inherited his father's talent for studying. He had just passed the academy examination and was admitted as a scholar just after the age of Dancing Elephant. With his age and talent, it was a sure thing to pass the examination. If the Mu family's ancestral tombs were repaired properly,

, he may even win the election eventually.

But there is a premise: he has to survive this strange incident.

On the way, Mu Xiaoniang told Wang Qilin about the strange thing that happened to her son. They talked all the way back to Mu's house, but it turned out that the door of Mu's house was locked, and they couldn't open it even if they yelled or pushed.

Coincidentally, Dou Dachun went to Yongshui County, and Xu Da, who did not find Dou Dachun, came back to inquire about their news...

When he learned that it was Xu Da who kicked open the door, Mu Taihang knelt down at him and said, "Thank you so much, my benefactor, for saving your life! Thank you so much, my benefactor, for saving my life!"

Xu Da raised his belt and said: "Serve as an official for one term, and protect one side..."

Wang Qilin stared at him.

Xu Da coughed and said: "My master loves the people as his own children, this is what he should do."

Wang Qilin lifted the young man up by his shoulders: "Are you Mu Taihang?"

"Yes, that's exactly what the student is."

"Did you have another nightmare just now?"

The young man shed tears of horror: "It's not a nightmare, it's not a nightmare, it's all real!"
Chapter completed!