“…… Please rest in peace, I will come to worship you every year. ”

A female voice came into Xia Yan's ears, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the dark night sky and the dazzling street lights.

Where is this?

Xia Yan was a little confused, he looked around and found himself lying at a three-way intersection.

Am I left on the road?

"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to, the brakes on the bike didn't work." The female voice reappeared.

Sitting up, Xia Yan looked towards the sound, and he saw a girl who looked like a high school student, the girl was kneeling on the ground, her hands were folded, and there was an incense burner in front of her, with incense inserted in it.

The combination of elements, the dark night, the secluded street, the man who wakes up, and the woman who burns incense makes Natsuhiko scratch his head.

The girl worshipped the incense burner intently, ignoring Xia Yan at all.

"I really didn't mean it, it was the driver who was driving tired, and I will definitely compensate you well in the next life." The girl's voice trembled.

Xia Yan felt a little cold in his body, the other party was worshipping? To the dead people at the intersection?

The girl said two more words, and when the incense in the censer was finished, she bowed and stood up.

"Classmate ......" Xia Yan stretched out his hand, wanting to stop the girl and ask about the situation, but the girl ignored him and left quickly with the incense burner.

Xia Yan put down his hand, it was normal for girls to ignore him, a man lying on the road late at night, he wouldn't pay attention to him.

So, what's going on now?

Who am I?

Where am I?

What's for dinner?

Leaning against the street lamp on the side, Xia Yan frowned and thought.

His mind went blank, remembering only his own name and nothing else.

Lowering his head, he tried to get information from what was on his body.

He was wearing a dark blue suit, looking like an island country's school uniform, with clean pockets of clothes and pants, no wallet and no mobile phone.

If you touch your chest and wrists, you won't have any decorations like watches and necklaces.

There are no clues, no judgment can be made.

Sighing, Xia Yan raised his head, in this case, he could only ask for help from the police.

So the question arises, in which direction is the police station?

Xia Yan glanced around, and the three-way intersection was surrounded by a wasteland, with no pedestrians, not even cars.

I should have stopped the girl just now and asked her.

There was no way, Xia Yan could only choose a random direction and walk forward.

As he walked, he searched for his memories.

If you don't go to the police station, it's better not to go, in case this body is a wanted criminal, asking the police for help is to throw yourself into the net.

After five minutes, Xia Yan still couldn't recall anything, he glanced around and found that there was still wasteland on both sides.

This wasteland is a bit big, and you can't walk it in five minutes.

Staring at a mound in the wasteland, Natsuhiko continued to take two steps.

His footsteps stopped, and his breath became rapid.

The location of the mound has not changed!

The mound was still in his original field of vision, not retreating as he advanced!

Turning his head, Natsuhiko looked behind him.

The three-way intersection was just ten meters behind him, and he only moved ten meters!

What's the situation?

Clenching his palms, Xia Yan changed the street lamp next to him as a reference and took three steps.

His body was still in its place, he was standing still.

Ghost hitting the wall?

There was no moon in the sky, the street lights were dim, and the surroundings were cold and silent, and Xia Yan was a little creepy.

He slowly backed away and returned to the intersection.

This road is quirky, try it on the other two sides.

A minute later, Natsuhiko tried both paths, but there was no way to get through.

He stepped out of the road again and went out into the wasteland.

Ten meters later, he was stuck in place again.

He concluded that he could only carry out activities in a circle around the three-way intersection, within a radius of ten meters.

Special ghost hitting the wall?

Apart from this legendary supernatural phenomenon, Xia Yan couldn't find any other explanation.

What should I do if I encounter a ghost hitting the wall? Amitabha? Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable?

Tried all the methods he could think of, but Xia Yan still couldn't crack it.

He was disheartened and prepared to wait until dawn, when suddenly a light came from afar, followed by the sound of the engine.

Is it a car?

Xia Yan was overjoyed, he stood in the middle of the road, stretching out his hand and waving.

The light was getting closer and closer, and sure enough, it was a car, and he was even more pleasantly surprised.

But soon, he realized something was wrong.

Why didn't this car slow down?

When he hesitated, the car had already driven in front of him, and he didn't have time to hide, so he had time to cover his head!

With his eyes closed, Xia Yan waited for the pain to come, but the pain did not come for a long time, but the sound of the engine gradually faded away.

Opened his eyes xia yan looked at his body there was no damage to his body he turned around and saw the car leaving normally as if

- He doesn't exist.

Coming to the side of the road, he held out his hand towards the streetlight.

Looking at the palm that passed through the lamppost, Xia Yan rubbed his head.

It turns out that I am a ghost.

He thought of the girl before, and the other party didn't ignore him, but couldn't see him at all.

After he became clear about his identity, a memory appeared in his mind.

His name is Xia Yan, who was originally an ordinary college student in the Celestial Empire, but he was hit by a car one day and died, and was reincarnated as a high school student in the island country.

He thought that what greeted him next would be the life of the protagonist of the novel.

Then he went out and was hit by a car again.

It was this three-way intersection where he was passing by when a girl on her bicycle knocked him over, and a truck ran over him.

The death was miserable.

Covering his head, Xia Yan didn't know how he should react.

He was hit by a car in his previous life, crushed to death by a car in this life, and now he has become a ghost.

No, in Japan, it's called a ghost.

He thought of potato chips and cola, he thought of game novels, and now all these things were far away from him.

Frustrated for a while, Xia Yan began to comfort himself.

At least now he doesn't have to worry about cars, even if a tank comes over, he can't help him.

You don't have to worry about your studies and livelihood anymore, you can be a salted fish with peace of mind.

Sighing, Xia Yan looked around.

He had probably become an earthbound spirit, and he couldn't leave the radius of ten meters from this intersection.

He thought of the girl who burned incense just now, and the girl was the one who hit him on a bicycle and caused him to be run over by the truck behind him.

Xia Yan's heart couldn't help but feel resentful, although the responsibility was basically on the truck, but if it wasn't for that girl, he might be able to get away.

Forget it, they all become ghosts, and the things before their lives don't matter.

Natsuhiko, who has a big heart, quickly accepts the change of race. If he doesn't accept it, it doesn't work, and he can't bring it back to life.

Instead of being depressed and lost, let's take a look at what ghosts are capable of.

Born as a human being, it will be like that all your life, no matter how successful you are, you have to run for fame and fortune, in contrast, as a ghost, there are unknown possibilities!

When it comes to ghosts, there are two abilities that are basically universally recognized.

One is flying, the other is penetrating.

Glancing at the night sky, Xia Yan jumped tentatively.

He still landed on the ground, and the flight was unsuccessful.

Maybe it's a lack of strength?

Bending his knees, Natsuhiko jumped into the air with all his might.

After jumping to the highest height, Natsuhiko felt his body light, and he floated in mid-air.

Looking at the empty soles of his feet, Xia Yan was surprised.

Retracting his gaze, he looked at the sky and thought to himself: Rise.

His body rose at a slow speed, reaching a height of ten meters, and he had no way to continue, not knowing if it was the limitation of his ability or the limit of ten meters at the three-way intersection.

He tried to fly at a faster pace, and no matter how hard he tried, it was only about the same as a normal walk.

It's not so much about flying as it's about floating.

Landing on the ground, Natsuhiko began to explore the next ability.

Compared to floating, the use of the piercing ability is smoother, and it has already been used when it has just passed through the car and street lights.

However, Xia Yan wants to know more about how not to penetrate than penetration.

How did he do it now that he had his feet on the earth and not under the ground?

Coming to the wasteland on the side, Xia Yan chose a grass and experimented.

He stretched out his hand towards the grass, palm running through the blade of grass.

Retracting his hand, Xia Yan thought in his heart about holding the grass and stretched out his hand again.

This time, he managed to hold the grass.

However, the touch on my hand was very strange, as if I had touched a piece of glass.

Xia Yan used his hand to bend the grass, but no matter how much force he used, he couldn't affect the grass.

Can I touch objects in the yang world, but can't exert influence?

And it's so weird to the touch.

After trying this, Xia Yan set his eyes on the earth under his feet again.

Since he can penetrate, then he can escape from the ground, right?

He imagined in his mind that he was sinking into the earth, and his body slowly descended to the ground.

The ground was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

Moreover, compared to the ease of wearing items such as street lamps before, he felt a great deal of pressure.

Just floating on the ground and not moving, he felt as if he was running, and his physical strength was running extremely fast.

Silently counting the numbers, when he reached six hundred, he felt too tired and hurried back to the ground.

Sitting on the ground, he gasped.

He doesn't need to breathe, and panting is just a habit of being born.

The earth seems to have strange limits that quickly drain the ghost's stamina.

To say that the physical strength of the ghost is a little strange, it is called the ghost power.

After resting for about an hour, Xia Yan regained his small semi-ghost power.

He then made an attempt at persistence, and he found that penetration and flight were more instinct than abilities, and that unless they penetrated into the ground, there was no consumption at all.

At the same time, whether he was floating in the air or burrowing into the ground, he could not leave the space centered on the three-way intersection with a radius of ten meters.

Xia Yan, who was obsessed with ability exploration, didn't notice the passage of time, and when the eastern sky lit up, he was shocked:

The sun is about to rise!

He was a little flustered, ghosts are creatures of the night, and in various film and television works, there is no good end when he comes into contact with the sun!

He looked around, the intersection was empty, and there was no place to hide.

Hiding underground? But wearing it underground will make the ghost power pass quickly, and you can think about it with your feet, and you know that bad things will happen when the ghost power is exhausted.

What to do?