Although the time came to the end of August, the temperature in Jiangcheng was still high, and there was no so-called high autumn after the beginning of autumn.

"The seventh share, today's one, the amount is wrong, the eighth share is ......" Murong thought in pieces, "One copy is eight cents, how much is eight-eight...... Oh yes, eighty-eight sixty-four, which means that today's resume cost six dollars four. ”

Murong has been graduating for two months, from the best university in Jiangcheng, Jiang University.

Although in the eyes of outsiders, Jiang University can be among the top ten universities even if you look at the entire South China region, but when Murong signed up four years ago, he found that he was only Jiangcheng University-Lingnan College. After a happy summer vacation, he was "assigned" to the most marginal area of the city. Moreover, the people who come to school here are basically the children of those rich families, and they don't have to care about their academic performance or credits, after all, people come in with fair and honest "donations".

In the first month, Murong made up his mind that he must get ahead among these rich second generations, and he wanted to prove to others that he could do it, but ......

After only half a semester, he went with the flow, and here, sometimes, the teacher also skipped class at will, and even the teacher would take the initiative to give them a vacation, and tell them that as long as the confidentiality was not known to the school leaders, everyone would be given enough passing credits. So since his sophomore year, Murong has hardly attended classes like everyone else.

"When was the last time you had a class...... Murong sipped a beer and recalled...

The indulgent years of college life did not bring him any knowledge, thinking back to the questions asked to him by the interviewers of several companies interviewed today, "Have you taken the English exam?" "Graduated from Jiang University, a top student, tell us about your campus position or good grades?" "Tell us about your views on KPIs......

Murong shook his head with a wry smile, and asked me how Yasuo was doing two winds, but I was better at it...

After drinking the last few drops of beer in the can, Murong opened WeChat and looked at the balance, it was only more than one hundred and seventy, just after one o'clock in the afternoon, let's go eat a bowl of noodles, I haven't eaten anything today.

The leaves were yellow, and the asphalt was soft, like a thick syrup. Outside the door of a noodle restaurant, several sweaty workers with open arms, holding dark green beer bottles, poured down with their necks up, sweat still kept pouring out, as if the sweat beads were volatilized by the beer.

"Will I be like this in the future......" Murong faced the real but dazzling scene in front of him, his heart suddenly mixed feelings, and his pace slowed down.

"Hey, boy, you..." The thick voice of the middle-aged man sounded behind Murong, but Murong didn't look back, even if he subconsciously turned around, it wasn't that he was rude, one was that he looked at this group of workers just now and felt that he was no different from them now, a little trance, and the other one, the smell of alcohol was very strong, and Murong was also afraid of being troubled by drunkards, so he sped up his pace and prepared to enter the noodle restaurant.

"Hey, hurry up!!Upstairs decoration, throw broken glass down!Walk around... You!!" Seeing that Murong didn't react, the worker uncle behind him raised his voice.

"Hmm, that's the case," Murong subconsciously stopped and looked up.

"Bang dang...... Accompanied by a sharp pain in his head, the exclamations of several people around him, and the sound of the glass bursting on his head, Murong's eyes suddenly darkened......

Only one step away from the noodle shop, the noodle shop proprietress who heard a noisy sound hurriedly walked out wearing an apron, "Ah! bad luck, I won't pick a special place to seek death!"

The surrounding workers and uncles naturally didn't notice this scene, and several people carried Murong to the Third People's Hospital of Jiangcheng City across the road.

"......Shhh It hurts, it hurts," a sharp pain woke up Murong who was in shock.

Toilet toilet, mom, bladder is going to explode, how long have I been dizzy.

The ninja was in severe pain, Murong rolled over and got out of the hospital bed, gritted his teeth and held on to the railing of the corridor and walked in the direction of the bathroom signs. Strange to say, there were a lot of people in the hallway, but even the nurses who walked back and forth didn't help him. "When the labor and management are rich, even if they have a cold, they have to live in a VIP suite, girl, when you see it, who of you dares to underestimate me, hey, why is this toilet so far away...."Murong thought in a mess.

It's comfortable, it's comfortable, 1109, don't urinate, go slowly.

In fact, it was not far, the round trip was less than a hundred meters, and Murong walked for half an hour.

"Didn't I hit my head, why did my legs still hurt so much, I don't feel strong, I'm too hungry." Uh, 1109, finally back. ”

Pushing open the door of the ward, Murong looked up, almost scaring himself to death.

Lying on the hospital bed was ...... Myself. "! Groove ......"

Lying on the hospital bed is myself, then, who am I!

There was a palm-sized mirror hanging between the two beds, and Murong didn't care about the severe pain on his body, so he moved to the mirror, staring at the mirror with his eyes, but there was nothing in the mirror.

Am I a ghost?

Murong pushed the fat man on the next bed like crazy, only to feel that his hands passed through the moment he touched the fat man's body, and the fat man's snoring was still the same.

"No, why is there a number 10 on the fat man's head, what kind of nonsense, I'm dreaming, right?"

At this moment, Murong has only one idea, which is to wake up himself on the hospital bed, wake up, as long as he can wake up, he can do anything.

But now he has no choice, he finds that the awake "self" only has ideas, but can do nothing.

"I can't wake myself up in the hospital bed, but can I touch my current self?

Thinking of this, Murong had a lot of questions in his heart, he looked pale on the hospital bed, but his breathing was also stable, so what is he now?

"You're awake, you're in good health, you can come back to life. A voice of words woke up Murong in contemplation like breaking the ice. He jerked around, and there was no one in the room except the patient in the two beds and himself, who didn't know if it was human. He subconsciously glanced at himself on the hospital bed, and then turned to look at the fat man in the next bed, he was not awake, so ......

"Am I a ghost?" Murong frowned and lowered his head and muttered.

"Hahaha, you little guy, you're not a ghost" The voice in the air was old and hoarse, sounding very harsh, Murong stood up and looked around, still no trace of anyone. "Old man, who are you, where are you? Who am I, why am I like this? Are you the ghost!?Wake me up, oh no, come back to life!!" Murong heard this voice again, and the resentment, doubt, worry, and even fear in his chest exploded in an instant.

"Hehehe, little guy, you asked me so many questions at once, how do you want me to remember it? That's it, the old man will answer your questions one by one, listen!" The voice in the void was getting closer and closer, and Murong felt that the voice seemed to be in his ears at this moment, and it was even about to burrow into his head.

"The old man's name is Ying, and he is all around you now, or rather, the old man can be everywhere, as for you, it has nothing to do with me to die by yourself, then again, without the old man, your spirit would have dissipated long ago, that is to say, without me, you would have died three days ago......"

Hearing the words of the old man who claimed to be Ying, the doubts in Murong's heart not only did not solve, but became even more confused.

"But why did you save me? Did the old man do good deeds? No, why can't I see you?"

"I'm just like you, I'm a spirit, but my physical body has fallen more than 4,000 years ago, and this is the only thing left...... In your words, it's called a wisp of remnant soul. The old man didn't seem to recall his past for a long time, and he was a little sentimental for a while. "However, these thousands of years have not made me wait in vain, and finally I have waited for a suitable person, hahahaha, Sang Qian, you dog thing didn't expect it......" The old man's voice changed from vicissitudes to joy, but Murong heard the unwillingness from his tone.

Don't......

"Old man?...... Oh no, Shadow, Shadow Elder, do you want to take away my body?" Murong remembered the situation in the novel he had read, and not only asked tentatively.

"What kind of nonsense are you kid talking about, do you put me and those things in the ghost world together?" Hearing Murong ask this, Shadow Elder seemed extremely dissatisfied, "Ahem, I have no interest in your physical body, if I want to take away your physical body, in the past few thousand years, there are countless people who are stronger than your physical body, especially those of your ancestors you are talking about now, even if the physical body is not much better than me, it's just that the old man is not interested in taking away that kind of unscrupulous thing." ”

"Then why did you choose me? You should also know that I am just an ordinary mortal who can't be more ordinary......"

"Hahahahaha......" Hearing Murong's words, Ying Lao laughed extremely happily. "Mortal, you're not mortal"

"You mean, I'm not actually a mortal?" the doubts in Murong's heart grew bigger and bigger.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood boy, I mean you, you weren't even a mortal before, I ask you, how many times have you leaked the essence yourself?" hahaha"

"Eh, senior, how can I ......" Murong was really embarrassed to the crack in the ground after hearing this, and thought in his heart, "Do you think that labor and management want it, and labor and management don't have a girlfriend......"

"When I rescued your spirit a few days ago, the old man had already visited your body, and you didn't abuse your body. There was a bit of responsibility in the shadow elder's voice. "That being said, you see...... That's why I saved you. As he spoke, Murong found that a puff of smoke and dust suddenly appeared in the air and rushed to his eyes, and his body subconsciously dodged and did not avoid the attack of that puff of smoke and dust. "I ...... Lean ......"

Murong just wanted to scold the street, but suddenly found that his eyesight was much better, and even every speck of dust caused by his gaze could be seen clearly, and Murong immediately looked at himself who was sleeping.

A steady stream of microscopic particles around him poured into his body, not just from one end, but every inch of his skin absorbed those things he didn't know, like dust.

"Elder Ying, have I become a vacuum cleaner" After hesitating for a long time, Murong forced out a sentence.

"What is a vacuum cleaner? You kid still don't understand, it's stupid!" Shadow Elder seems to care for the mentally retarded. If Murong could see Elder Ying's expression at this moment, he might be scared to death.

"Is my inheritor a fool?" this is the current mood of the shadow elder. "Ahem, maybe these things are too exaggerated for you, but, you're lucky, boy, although the foreign object that fell that day hit you directly in the head, it strangely unblocked the meridians of your body"

"Ren Du Ermai, then I'm not a master?" Murong recalled the costume novels he had read.

"You know this, but it's not comprehensive, the eight veins of the Qi Sutra in your body are all smooth now, but I'm very strange, your physical body is so poor, how can you wake up in just three days. ”

Murong smiled bitterly, "I don't know, senior, maybe I'm lucky, but what should I do now, I can't always live on the spirit body." ”

"Of course not, now your body has not awakened, so the spirit body cannot be fused with the body for the time being, and besides, your eight veins of the Qi Sutra have just been opened, and the residual poison accumulated by the body in the previous twenty-three years has not been dissipated, let me take a look." As he spoke, the shadow turned into a black shadow and approached Murong's body. "Well, fifteen hours is about the same, it seems that your talent is still okay, it was a waste before......! Oh?!" Before Ying Lao's words fell, Murong's face on the hospital bed suddenly spasmed, "What?!so fast, boy! Hurry up!" Ying Lao shouted at Murong when he saw the situation.

"Ah, my body is fine! Okay, I'm going to fuse, hahaha, I'm Hu Hansan back again!!"

"Ah!!!" Murong shouted, but it startled Ying Lao, "Slow !!down" Murong suddenly looked at the black smoke in the air. "Shadow !!!"

"Boy, what are you doing, what are you yelling at! Why don't you hurry up and merge! What are you waiting for!"