Yu Fan looked at the dazzling night scene outside the window, thinking of his fate of dying tragically, and his heart seemed to sink into the nine deep springs, pulling out the cold.

"Mr. Ghost, I don't know what to call you, so I'll call you Mr. Ghost for the time being. Yu Fan was bored, and said to himself: "I don't have anything to do with you, there are children and grandchildren in the high hall, you also saw it, I am an eighteen-year-old student, and my uncle said that I am an orphan." I grew up in a remote mountain village, and I have been excellent in character and learning since I was a child, and I am the pride of the whole village. For some reason, I failed the college entrance examination and was sent to this little-known university by my uncle. It's ridiculous to say that just a few days after the start of school, I became a celebrity in the school, known as the unlucky one, and in this way, I spent my precious freshman year in a mess. No, I was just taught by the ghost face, and I was happy to meet the goddess in my heart, and I finally had a feeling of whether I was extremely Tailai, and I met you again. Bad luck and bad luck. ”

"However, I believe that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, the cycle of cause and effect, the result of this life will be caused by the cause of the previous life, my destiny is over, but your ghost life is still going on, I don't want you to let me live, I just ask you to do more good deeds and accumulate virtue, finish my order, quickly stop, go to the underworld as soon as possible to report, although there will be some suffering, but will eventually be reincarnated in the world. ”

A look of generosity and righteousness, and a bitter heart.

"There is a grudge in the heart, the fate of the dust is not over, and it does not enter the reincarnation. The driver suddenly spoke, which startled Yu Fan.

"Can you speak?" Yu Fan was taken aback, and looked curiously at this "temperament ghost" who didn't say a word since he got into the car, and even suffered from his own spurning and still swallowed his anger - Yu Fan thought so. I couldn't help muttering in my heart: "It's a world of difference from the fierce and evil ghosts I saw in the novel, it turns out that ghosts are also good and evil, isn't it that what I encountered is really a good ghost?"

Although Yu Fan asked, the driver did not answer, he still drove the car, meticulous, and did not know what to think, which made Yu Fan wonder, it was really unpredictable.

Yu Fan tried various topics, trying to dispel the fear in his heart in this way. However, the driver has never spoken since he said that sentence, but Yu Fan is still not discouraged, fully carrying forward the necessary psychological quality of a talker, chattering about all kinds of trivial things, quite a feeling of possession by a holy monk.

"Squeak......

After a sharp brake sound, with a bang, Yu Fan's head slammed into the position in front of the co-pilot, but fortunately he reacted quickly and blocked it with his arm, otherwise it would be a bloody outlet.

"What are you doing?" Yu Fan grumbled as he rubbed his arm, completely forgetting who he was at this time.

The driver's face was gloomy, and he shouted: "Go down, go the rest of the way by yourself" and his voice was extremely cold.

"Huh?" Yu Fan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then looked out of the car, then smiled, said thank you, and fled into the crowd and disappeared around the corner of the road.

The driver looked at the direction in which Yu Fan disappeared, shook his head, and sighed: "I really can't do it!"

As soon as the words fell, a yin and yang strange voice came: "Really, then let you experience the fate of not completing the task!" After speaking, a black fog darker than the night came from behind the driver, engulfing the driver in an instant, and the terrible scream turned into a hurricane, tearing the vehicle apart in an instant, and there was no longer any stop in place, and the smoke disappeared.

The pedestrians on the road seemed to hear the screams and looked around suspiciously, but they did not notice that a car had disappeared on the side of the road, just as they had not noticed that a car had been parked and a boy had come out of it.

A gust of wind blew, and the pedestrians wrapped their clothes tightly, scolded, "What the hell, why is it so cold all of a sudden?", and then left, as if they had never been here.

......

In line with the purpose of strengthening the body and improving the body's immunity for the majority of students, the dormitory buildings are mostly six-storey, and there is no elevator, and it is unfortunate that Yu Fan's dormitory is on the sixth floor.

"Da Da Da"

The sound of swift footsteps at the top of the staircase, echoing in the silent night, was gripping.

"Isn't the lights out yet, why is the dormitory building so quiet?" Everything that happened today was a little beyond Yu Fan's usual cognition, the fragile nerves were always tense, and the slightest movement was so suspicious, he couldn't help but speed up his pace, making the already fast footsteps on the stairs even more chaotic.

Room 618

Looking at the dormitory in front of him, Yu Fan couldn't wait to push the door in, and finally breathed a sigh of relief the moment he closed the door, his right hand stroked his chest, and the tense nerves finally relaxed.

"You're slower than I imagined" The loose voice came, and Yu Fan suddenly had a thrill, this voice was too familiar, because Yu Fan had just heard it......

The originally bright lights hung on the ceiling in the dim and weak at this time, and the wind on the balcony swept by, and the lights swayed slightly, intertwined light and dark, adding a bit of beauty.

The figure leaned against the closet that was integrated with the bed, his legs crossed casually, and he looked down at the gently swaying goblet in his hand, the little red wine in the glass was as red as blood in the light.

"I forgot to introduce, in Xia Yang Shuming, I'm glad to see you again" is polite, still the image of a "temperament ghost" in Yu Fan's mind, but a little more weird.

"Ghost ...... Mr. Ghost, didn't you tell me to leave, what are you doing here?" Yu Fan suppressed the fear in his heart and asked boldly.

"Yes, I let you go" Yang Shuming nodded, and said, "Don't you know that you put a long line to catch big fish?"

Yu Fan was frightened and asked in a trembling voice, "Then ...... them?"

"It's dead, look at that" Uncle Yang pursed his mouth, looking light and breezy.

"Ahh

The shrill cries were heard far away in the night, reaching the decibel level of the noise, and then disappearing into the silence of the night.

The blood-coated incandescent lamp illuminated the pictures of the tragic deaths that made the scalp numb and disgusting and disgusting were particularly poignant and eye-catching, and the bright red blood graffiti was everywhere on the walls of the dormitory, looking like the hell of Shura, and it was terrible.

Yu Fan sat on the ground, raised his right hand tremblingly, trying to hide the unsightly eyes of one of his roommates, and timidly withdrew it, he could only watch all this miserably, unable to do anything.

Looking at the goblet in Yang Shuming's hand again, Yu Fan already knew what was in the cup, but saw Yang Shuming raise the goblet and drink it all, and walked towards Yu Fan, saying as he walked: "It's over" seems to be narrating the pale ending that has been decided.

Yang Shuming stretched out his right hand, his five fingers opened, Sensen's cold air, and suddenly a suctioning force came, Yu Fan closed his eyes as if he was resigned, but it was rare to calm down.

Suddenly, a cold and refreshing feeling of comfort spread from the wrist, and a string of quaint stone beads loomed, pulling the aura to flow in a strange trajectory.

Immediately afterwards, a warm sensation gradually spread along the arm, up to the five senses, down to the four bones, swimming through the five organs, and finally gradually converging in the abdomen, forming a nebula-like cyclone, which rotates leisurely.

The cyclone does not know the size of the cyclone, and it is really not worth mentioning in the vast sea of qi, but it can attract the three-inch aura around it to resonate with it, as if breathing, one by one, and transforming it into true qi.

Then, the true qi in the cyclone was transported to the palm of the hand along a strange route, blessed to the soul, and naturally reached out to grab the cold in front of him.

"Whoa"

"Hunting geese all day long, I was pecked in the eyes by geese, and today I really lost my eyes, it turned out to be a cultivator" Yang Shuming suddenly withdrew his hand and laughed at himself.

When Yu Fan heard this, he opened his eyes in surprise, looked at Yang Shuming suspiciously, and then looked down at the stone beads on his wrist suspiciously, a blank flash flashed in his eyes, and he remembered the amazing remarks that the ghost face taught to himself, and his heart was relieved.

Leaning on the wall and barely standing up, flicking the dust on his body, stepping forward and backward with his feet, and posing for a classic Bruce Lee move in the movie, with the palm of his right hand facing up, and his fingers quickly shaking back a few times, as if to say "come", a domineering aura that looks down on the world arises spontaneously.

Yang Shuming smiled indifferently, and said disdainfully: "What about cultivators, what can I do with the initial realm of refining qi? After absorbing your essence, it can be worth hundreds of days of cultivation, isn't it happy!" As he spoke, his eyes suddenly turned red, and the cold qi around his body skyrocketed, as if he was about to freeze the world.

In an instant, Yu Fan's whole body was cold, and he seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss, freezing and piercing......