"What a fascinating treasure... Look at the energy contained in him... If I absorb them all, I will definitely succeed in breaking through the realm of the Ghost King... It's a pity that the energy inside even has an extremely powerful destructive ......"

The ball boy looked at the white chess pieces and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Tsk..."

A strange sound suddenly rang out, and it was all too clear in this unusually quiet room. The ball boy's gaze swept to the side of the chess piece.

It turned out that Zhang Ang was sleeping and smacked his mouth twice.

"This chess piece appears next to him, will it have an inexplicable connection with him, if I kill him, the connection will be broken, will it be devoured..."

The ball was constantly flapping on the ground, and the boy was delighted with the idea that had come to him. It really looks like this, otherwise, how could an ordinary person get such a treasure, there must be a connection.

The left hand of the racket ball was raised upward, and the ball in his hand followed his palm to stay in the air.

A strange sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the ball boy waved his right hand, and the ball under his hand suddenly rushed towards Zhang Ang, who was sleeping on the bed.

"Bah..."

At this moment, the two eyes of the ball boy suddenly fell out of their sockets, fell steadily down, and finally landed on Zhang Ang's mouth.

The ball boy suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Well, Pearl, eat..."

Zhang Ang on the bed suddenly smacked his mouth, while his lips moved. The two eyeballs on his mouth suddenly fell into his mouth. Without thinking about it at all, he instinctively chewed the two eyeballs carefully, and finally swallowed them.

It seems that this thing thought he was drinking bubble tea and accidentally chewed a pearl.

His eyes chewed slowly in his open mouth, and finally he swallowed it. The ball boy's hollow eye sockets suddenly burst into a burst of green flames. The flames grew stronger and stronger, and then flew directly out of his eye sockets and rushed towards Zhang Ang next to him.

Although it has no eyes, it can continue to see things with its consciousness, or use most of the energy in its body to regenerate a pair of eyes. But he is a dignified ghost general, although his eyes were eaten by an ordinary person, his uncle can bear it, but his aunt can't bear it.

The green flames rushed straight towards Zhang Ang.

At the same time, the ball in the ball boy's hand has also reached Zhang Ang's body.

Two attacks are about to bloom on Zhang Ang's body...

"Little ghost, how about leaving him to this king?"

The ball and flames turned to ashes the moment they touched Zhang Ang's body. They all disappeared, and a deep voice suddenly came from the ears of the ball boy.

Then, under his perception, a person suddenly sat on Zhang Ang's body.

He seemed to have been one with Zhang Ang before, and after starting from Zhang Ang's body, he leaned his back against the bed board and looked at the ball boy with a smile.

"Dreams, Nightmare King..."

Feeling the terrifying power of the yin in his body, the ball boy couldn't stop trembling. Without thinking about it, he rushed straight back, through the door frame, through the wall, and finally out of the building, out of the neighborhood.

He was very fast, he looked like a mouse, and he saw a cat.

It's hilarious.

But he didn't think his actions were ridiculous at all.

Because that's the nightmare god.

Killing a little ghost like yourself is not a knife one.

Moreover, after 80 years of cultivation, the power of the heroic soul contained in his body is very huge, and it still has a certain attraction to the nightmare god, just to stuff him between his teeth.

Until now, he still didn't understand that Zhang Ang must have been treated as a feast by the Nightmare God. If he hadn't been a fast runner, he might have been an appetizer before this big meal.

Watching the ball boy run away in a puff of smoke, Nightmare smiled and continued to sit back inside Zhang Ang's body. There is still one day, he can completely merge with Zhang Ang's body, and when the time comes, he will definitely have a way to unlock the secret of this white chess piece, having absorbed Zhang Ang's memory and soul.

Glancing at the white chess pieces on the bedside table, Nightmare shook her head.

"It's a miraculous thing, it contains power that even I can't estimate... Are you really looking forward to this time tomorrow? ”

……

When he woke up the next morning, Zhang Ang felt dizzy, a bit like when he had a fever before.

But after he opened the window to blow the wind, he felt a little better, then got dressed, folded the quilt, and quickly squatted in the bathroom.

Then wash.

When he came out of the bathroom, he glanced at the room next to him, it was empty, it seemed that his parents were not at home, and he had to prepare breakfast by himself.

After a busy time. Zhang Ang cooked a bowl of instant noodles with a ham sausage, two green onions, and a round egg.

Sitting at the kitchen table, Zhang Ang slowly ate the instant noodles in the bowl, but he was still thinking about the ghost press bed last night.

At 12:30 in the middle of the night, I was suddenly awakened by a ghost pressing the bed.

I'm afraid that none of the 100 people will encounter this kind of strange thing.

Shaking his head and throwing away these strange thoughts, Zhang Ang sped up his meal. After eating, put some of the dishes and chopsticks into the sink next to it.

After looking at the time, he didn't have time to clean up and went straight back to his room. I grabbed the keys, put my school bag on my back, and rode to school.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Ang parked his car under a big tree opposite the school.

"Zhang Ang, it's early!"

As soon as the car was locked, a pleasant sound sounded in my ears.

Zhang Ang looked back: "Morning, Lang Luoluo... By the way, have you written your English homework, it's just those two cloze questions, oops, I can't understand anything, it's really troublesome. When you read it in the morning, remember to borrow me for a copy. ”

Lang Luoluo next to him smiled and nodded at him.

"I don't know what the English teacher smoked, but I still have such an old routine homework in high school, and all the words of what compulsory one is five English and one Chinese is really enough. But it's good that I didn't write..."

After putting the car away, Zhang Ang walked to Lang Luoluo's side.

Lang Luoluo raised his head and glanced at him: "The English teacher seems to have said that if you don't complete your homework, you will be given a week's vacation for free." ”

Zhang Ang nodded indifferently: "I just came home on Monday, and the English teacher understands me." ”

The two of them walked side by side towards the school.

The morning sun shone on the two people, as if sprinkled with a layer of golden light.

The two of them are like a couple, talking and laughing.

After walking for five minutes, the two men crossed the road with constant traffic and arrived at the school gate.

"By the way, Lang Luoluo, have you ever experienced a ghost press?"

Zhang Ang suddenly stopped and asked her.

"You're not going to the bed, are you? Look at your paleness...... It's really possible. ”