Chapter 1:

I'm a ghost. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

What, you ask, how do I know?

Behold, I am sitting in a chair now. There was a man lying at his feet. My feet are in his body.

Either he's a ghost or I'm me.

The man under the chair looked blue-eyed, gray-faced, and stiff on all fours. Importantly, he was not breathing.

I looked at him nicely for a moment. Four hours passed, and he began to have corpse spots.

Alas. It's pathetic.

I crouched down and poked him, my fingers disappearing into his stiff flesh.

This brother, seeing that you died alone here and no one collected the body, I will recite a great compassion mantra for you, and you can go on the road with peace of mind.

What is the first sentence of the Great Compassion Mantra?

…… Saba Sadhanamahava Sadhanamahabha......

Before he could read halfway, a light suddenly burst into the dark room.

Hey, brother, you won't become a Buddha, will you?

I thought as I rushed to the dark beams and hid.

"Sir!"

A young boy stumbled in, stunned, and threw himself on the corpse and cried.

The boy's voice was hoarse, his cry was terrible, and the resentment and sorrow made me a ghost.

Seeing that he is beautiful, I will not care about the crime of collision with him.

It's just that now that the sun is shining, how am I going to get out?

I crouched on the beams, curled up in a limited little shadow. A golden path of light on the ground, dazzling sunlight drove in from outside the house, and sprinkled directly on the corpse and the boy, as if to attract the poor "sir".

Boy, let's have a discussion, I might as well you, can you close the door?

The little boy didn't know how long he cried, and when I was so annoyed by his crying that I was about to turn into a ghost and rush over, he suddenly straightened up.

I saw that the little boy's eyelids were red and swollen, and his eyes were like two oily and slippery late-ripening plums on his face, and he didn't know how to wipe them. He knelt down on his knees a few steps, knocked his forehead to the ground, and kowtowed to the corpse.

"Sir," his voice was hoarse and could barely make a sound, "Xinghe must bring Mr. back to Cangwu." ”

He tried to pick up the body from the ground, but Rao was thin and stiff, and the young man's body had not yet grown up, so he didn't have much strength, so he couldn't even hold it.

The boy's face showed despair. He held the arm of the corpse, trying to straighten it with all his strength but not losing his strength, trembling and tears rippling.

I couldn't bear to see it, and I couldn't help but sigh.

The boy suddenly looked up, as if he heard something, and I quickly covered my mouth.

Fortunately, his spiritual sense was not very clear, but he just looked around and didn't notice me.

He lowered his head again, only to find that his arm, which had been stiff and unstraight, had fallen limply.

"Sir......" the boy began to cry again, "Mr. can't rest assured that he can't go down to the galaxy, right?"

The corpse did not answer him.

I only felt a headache on the beam. It's strange, where did his tears come from? Is there so much water in a person's body?

Anyway, can someone close the door? The sun is shining like a moment this morning, and I can't stand it anymore......

Xinghe probably cried enough, and finally lifted the body from the ground with all his strength, then put his back on his back and walked out the door.

Seeing this, I was anxious: Young man, you just left like this, leaving me a ghost here to dry in the sun!

I didn't care if I would be burned, so I quickly floated down from the beam and attached myself to the corpse of the brother. The sun was shining on my back like hot oil, and I couldn't help but lean towards the galaxy. As soon as I leaned in, I found that the Xinghe people, as their name suggests, are full of Yin Yuan, like the Galaxy of Stars, cold and vast, cooler than me. I couldn't help but suck in a little more, and only then did I recover my ghost energy slightly, barely holding on to my ghost body in the sun.

When the young Xinghe walked out of the small courtyard, I saw the shape of the house. The white walls and green tiles are a bit like the system in Huizhou. But the whole house sits west facing east, which is very strange. With this orientation, the sun can only be basked in the house for a short period of time around early in the morning.

It's not a good place to live, but it's right for me...... It seems that even if I didn't come out of the house just now, no matter how strong the sunlight was, it would eventually recede inch by inch outside the house.

Careless.

I lay on the back of the galaxy and thought, what should I do now?

Xinghe gritted his teeth and walked alone in the morning sun with the corpse on his back, covered in cold sweat.

This kid is a water ghost, right...... Where did you get so much water......

I don't know where he's going. It seems that he wants to bury this "gentleman". If I go to the cemetery, it's a good place for me. Alas, it would have been nice if the body had been lighter, and the sooner he arrived, the sooner I had come out.

Xinghe didn't know what was going on, he walked and walked, suddenly stopped, was stunned for a while, and began to cry again.

"Why has Mr. become lighter?" he looked at the ground under his feet, as if talking to himself, and as if he was aggrieved and accusing, "Is Sir's soul gone?

You look fifteen or sixteen years old, why are you so ignorant! Is it time to discuss whether or not to do it? It is serious to carry this gentleman of your family to the cemetery! It is okay to bury the coffin without mud! The sun is going to kill me!

Fortunately, he is a mortal in the flesh, he has been crying for so long before, and now there is really not enough moisture in his body, and he will not cry after shedding two lines of tears, and he will silently bow his head and walk forward. The house gradually faded out of our sight, and was hidden by the mountains and the forest sea, and the yang energy in the mountains gradually declined, and the miasma gradually rose, I knew that this was because I had entered the mountain meridian and the leyline, but I wondered how this little boy knew this way.

Surrounded by lofty mountains, a person, a corpse, and a ghost walked all the way to the southwest along the mountain path. It is early summer in the mountains, the wild grasses are in full bloom, the mountain flowers are splendid, the ancient trees beside the road are towering to the sky, although it is noon, the forest is cloudy, the mist is dark, it is very suitable for the survival of ghosts like me. From time to time, I use the ghost path to recruit a butterfly and repel mosquitoes to the galaxy, and it is not very hard to have his yin yuan nourishment.

Compared to my ease, the galaxy is miserable. The originally handsome face was crisscrossed with tears, snot or sweat, making a mess of a small face. I picked up the mist to wipe him, but he shivered unrecklessly, and almost shook the corpse on his back and the me, who was attached to it, to the ground.

This child!

I didn't care about him anymore, and I knelt down on the corpse to recuperate. The yin element here is abundant, and it does not suck white.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I fell into the Infernal Ghost Path, and all the things in the world were thrown away.

I don't know how long it took, but when I opened my eyes again, there was already a different cave outside.