When Wu Xiuling heard this, she still looked ignorant, and was silent for a while, as if she was considering whether to say it or not. But after a while, his eyes noticed the thunder light that continued to flicker on Li Mingshun's fingertips, and the pupils where the yin qi gathered suddenly dilated, and his mouth opened wide, looking terrified, and his body shrank back vigorously.

"I'm not very patient!" When Li Mingshun saw her like this, his face was stunned, and then he showed a 'smile'.

Without a little hesitation, Wu Xiuling began to tell the experience she could remember little by little.

"A lot of things ......"

This is a story about geismos, and the only protagonist is the guy who is bound in front of him.

She forgot when she became like this, anyway, after becoming a wandering spirit, she has always been ignorant, forgetting things related to her life more and more day by day. Sometimes, I even forget what my name is; Sometimes, when I just played a prank at night, I scared a living person, and in the blink of an eye, I forgot about it completely.

This state of confusion continued until a while, and she couldn't remember when. At night, she wandered in a quaint yard when she was unexpectedly attracted by a small tree with flowers, and when she approached, she was sucked into it and fell into a deep sleep.

Then, soon after, the whole tree withered, and she woke up with the natural fall of the fruit.

Wu Xiuling didn't understand what was going on, but she felt that her body seemed to have changed somewhat, and she instinctively began to flee from this courtyard.

I came here during a night wandering, just as a concert was being held in the arena and there were people all around. Staring at the idol performing on the stage, Wu Xiuling felt a longing in her heart, instinctively floated onto the stage, and began to follow the performance hard......

Although no one could hear her whispered chanting, an accident made her realize that she was able to absorb something from the living people who came to the concert.

In her ignorance, Wu Xiuling could sense that what she inhaled seemed to be good for her, and she became obsessed with this feeling like an addict.

Concerts are staged at night, one little at a time...... Gradually, her body began to change. Until one day, she couldn't help but lure a man into the toilet in such a slow way, and came hard......

This person was successfully sucked into a coma, but she still couldn't hold back the ** gushing out of her heart. When he wanted to strike again, an old man broke in, saw the man lying on the ground, and without saying a word, a 'small fireball' came.

Wu Xiuling had never experienced a fight since her death, nor had she seen any cultivators. Stunned by such a fantastical move, the 'little fireball' easily hit the target.

It hurts, it was the first time she felt pain since she died. The yin qi of the body was consumed and stirred to the point that it was difficult to maintain.

After being able to absorb things from living people, Wu Xiuling's memory began to show no signs of loss, and gradually she was able to remember some people, things, and things, and began to be able to think alone and not do things according to instinct......

She felt that the old man would be in danger.

Frightened, he hurriedly blended into the crowd by running, and secretly found a place to hide.

Seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages is not a unique skill of human beings.

Wu Xiuling was frightened, the cat was in a nearby place, and only when she couldn't do it, she came out at night to suck a little bit at the concert......

This is two years. It wasn't until I hadn't seen such a person here for a long time that I was generously stranded in the venue. However, she is still cautious on weekdays, and when the crowd gathers, she runs out to suck a little......

It's just that she still can't forget the scene of thousands of people cheering, that dazzling stage, and she can't help but go up and perform with the idols every time......

Li Mingshun listened to her story quietly, his face changed for a while, there were puzzlements, doubts, and sighs......

Spirits!

This was the first reaction in his mind after hearing this.

Such 'creatures' are often seen in the myths and novels of the Celestial Empire. Most of them are born in the deep mountains and old forests, and they are born and raised.

In the notes left by Li Ergou, there are some records of this kind of 'creature'. The whole can be divided into two categories, mountain spirits and spirit monsters!

Mountain spirits, as in mythological tales, are completely a product of nature, just like the spirits of Western legends. Like the children of the mountains, they usually do not leave the mountains and forests from the moment they are born.

Spirits, on the other hand, are completely different in that their birth is entirely accidental. Generally, it is contaminated with the spirit or consciousness of a person or animal after death, and after some changes, it achieves a thing similar to a ghost. The nature of such 'creatures' depends entirely on the consciousness in which they are formed.

Those who belong to animals will retain their instincts before they were born and walk in the world in their pre-life form. If it belongs to the geist, it will form a variant form, although it is still afraid of some things such as the sun, but it can haunt in broad daylight......

Although the two are different, they have one thing in common. They can absorb the essence and vitality of the human body.

It's like the classification of people.

The mountain spirit is peaceful, simple-minded, and naïve, and is completely a natural 'little sufferer'. Some even shed some tears when their homes were destroyed and faced with extinction.

Spirits, on the other hand, are completely polarized. Animals, except for creatures that often interact with humans, are mostly like mountain spirits. Unless humans destroy the land, most of them will stay in the deep forest, wandering in the jungle until they dissipate into the heavens and the earth.

As for the spirit class, it is completely a demon-level existence. This kind of spirit monster retains the obsession and ** in front of it, and wanders in the human living area.

Good or evil. But regardless of the state of mind, few of the accounts of such 'creatures' have come to a good end.

Li Mingshun touched his chin, and his eyes looked up and down at Wu Xiuling with tears in his eyes. To be honest, even if I knew that the other party was a ghostly existence, but after listening to the story and seeing her like this......

Li Mingshun was a little unbearable, but he didn't want to let it go like this. Monsters! Heaven and earth have changed greatly, and there is no heaven and earth treasure to help it, and it is difficult for such a thing to be born at all.

Of course, none of these are important, the most important.

"I can't do it!"

Li Mingshun was a little unbearable, not because he was soft-hearted, but according to his inference. Don't look at Wu Xiuling's adult figure, but after a period of fading of intelligence, there is now only about a ten-year-old child.

In his words, he revealed that innocence, coupled with a pitiful expression on his face......