"You ......"

The resentful ghost lady showed a shocked expression, looked at the three eyes blankly, and with a whimper, I saw Zhu Si, who had just exploded, and he floated aside in horror, and the green light on his body was so dim that it was almost invisible.

"Nian you are only a green ghost, so I left a ghost of yours."

The third eye said lightly, and at this time, the third eye on the head of the third eye was open.

"All along, my eyes have been able to see the future, but recently, I haven't seen it for a long time."

"What is the purpose of you, ...... here?"

The ghost lady said, and suddenly, the moment she saw the three eyes looking at her, she floated far away.

"I said, ghost, I came here before, and I felt a special existence, maybe I was mistaken, it's not you, that special ghost, but this one on the ground, Dream."

The three eyes looked at Ouyang Meng attentively, and then looked at the resentful ghost Niangniang.

"I don't want to do senseless killing, wronged ghost, I'll stop today, I'm sorry for the harassment for many days."

Three-eyed said, but the resentful ghost lady suddenly rushed over, the expression on her face was distorted, and she looked unconvinced.

Suddenly, the three eyes slowly floated up, and at the moment when the ghost Niangniang rushed over, I saw an incomparably huge eye in the sky, and in an instant, the Ghost Niangniang stopped, and the huge eye in the sky, around, exuded an unusually bright green light, and then looked at the three eyes, the eye on his forehead disappeared, leaving only a black hole.

"The embodiment of the ghost, you ......" The ghost lady paused and said.

"Is it deliberately hiding your strength?"

The ghost lady said, dissipating the green light on her body.

"Today, I'm not as good as others, hmph, this little girl, is it worth it for you to do this?"

"There is nothing worth it or not, my eyes have seen the future."

As she spoke, the resentful ghost lady raised her hand, and the two ribs inserted in Ouyang Meng's chest returned to her body, and then the resentful ghost lady bowed.

"Don't leave it here, I don't plan to stay here, recently, I heard that there is an extremely powerful evil ghost in the south, I plan to go to the north, what about you."

"I'll just stay with the dream for a while, I want to see what will happen to him in the future."

The ghost lady laughed, and then glanced at Ouyang Meng, who stood up.

"Little girl, maybe one day, we will meet again, and at that time, what you will become, I am looking forward to it."

As she spoke, the resentful ghost lady slowly floated up, turned into a ball of green light, and flew towards the north.

Ouyang Meng walked up to Ouyang Weng, who was already dying and was about to die, squatted aside, smiled, and looked at him.

"What to do? You're going to die, now. ”

Ouyang Weng slowly raised a hand, and then Ouyang Meng held it with his left hand, biting his right hand, and blood dripped down into Ouyang Weng's open mouth.

"In the future, I may bother your descendants......"

"Hehe, it doesn't matter, Dream ......"

As soon as the picture turned, it was still night, Ouyang Weng returned home, the three of them sat in the tea house, Ouyang Weng had been cultivating for many days, this time, he looked at his translucent left hand from time to time.

"You may be a little unaccustomed to it, but ordinary people can't see that you don't have arms."

Ouyang Meng said, and Ouyang Weng laughed happily.

With a snap, Ouyang Meng threw a thin book on the table.

"What is this?"

"Wash it according to yourself, and write down those happy things, the stories of people and ghosts, and record them here, and keep them down, including the things in your dreams."

Then Ouyang Meng told Ouyang Weng that this was something he created in his dream, a blank book, which was the connection between the two, as long as Ouyang Weng wrote something on it, Ouyang Meng could see it, and the two agreed to keep recording the story.

At this time, Ouyang Meng and Three Eyes were about to set off to the south to take a look at the evil ghost named Yin Qiujian.

Although I really wanted to watch it, at this time, in my heart, I felt that it was necessary to follow them to take a look.

The tea house reopened, and Ouyang Weng continued to tell stories, but he would write every story in that book, every day, I had a good time, after I saw all this, I followed Ouyang Meng and Three Eyes, who also saw all this, and left.

And I finally understood that the birth of this horror story is just a simple agreement between Ouyang Meng and Ouyang Weng, although I really want to see what will happen next, but I must follow Ouyang Meng to the south and find the feud.

I also began to feel that this story is coming to an end, there are many incomplete scenes, and the world of the story is beginning to disappear little by little.

I kept following Ouyang Meng and them, and finally, I came to the south, a small town that was no longer inhabited, very desolate.

"Is this it? The devil. ”

Ouyang Meng asked, and then nodded with three eyes.

"I came all the way and inquired, and the evil ghost called Yin Qiujian came here a few days ago."

While the two were talking, a cloud of green light flew quickly towards this direction.

"Help, help......"

It was a scarred green ghost, his face was full of deep fear, he fell to the ground, and raised his hand at Ouyang Meng.

"Die, scum."

A cold voice came, and then, the face of the green ghost was full of deep fear, his eyes widened, and a touch of crimson particles gradually drifted around him.

"Save ......"

Before the ghost finished speaking, the whole thing turned into ashes, and I looked over, only to see a pair of crimson eyes, long hair that had been scattered, those eyes, cold and ruthless, without a trace of emotion.

I can't help but think of what Yin Qiujian once told me, that the relationship between the strong and the weak is like that between people and ants.

It was so dark that I couldn't see it, except for the long flowing hair and the pair of red eyes.

"Are you a vendetta?"

Ouyang Meng walked over slowly, smiling.

"You too, scum, die."

In an instant, Yin Qiu's long flowing hair was raised back, he stretched out a hand, and flew towards this side, I saw it for the first time, such a Yin Qiu, his eyes were full of coldness, and there was no emotion at all.

"Oh, everyone has something to say."

A voice sounded, and I saw a cloud of green light, and then a green ghost in a black shirt, with one hand, grabbed the hand that Yin Qiujian had stretched out to Ouyang Meng, and stopped Yin Qiujian.

"Brother Yin, these two look very special, let's be a little restless."

"Get out."

Yin Qiu roared, and in an instant, Ouyang Meng, the three eyes, and the green ghost that stopped Yin Qiu all floated to the side, and at this time, I saw clearly that the green ghost that stopped Yin Qiu was Su Yuan, and I had seen it in the Yin and Yang world.

Just when I was surprised, Ouyang Meng appeared in front of Yin Qiujian, who was emitting red light.

"I want to fight with you too, Yin Qiujian, my name is... Dream ......"

At the moment when the two were about to start a duel, everything around them disappeared, I looked at it in a daze, and I was angry, I came back from that story, and Wang Xinming was sitting aside.

"Qingyuan, do you see? Horror stories, how they were born. ”

I snorted and said.

"It's just a simple agreement between a person and a ghost."

Wang Xinming sighed and began to speak.

At first, Ouyang Weng would lend the horror story to some people, and that night those people would fall into those stories, as if in a dream, but they experienced a lot of things that were different from life, not just fear.

And the people Ouyang Weng lent the horror story to must be the same person as him, who has fallen into a dilemma, and through what he has experienced in the horror story, many people have come out of the predicament.

However, after Ouyang Weng's death, there was no successor to that horror story, and it was at that time that the horror story began to give birth to its own consciousness, and began to drag a person and a ghost into the horror story, and it could never come out again.

This kind of thing is not the original intention of Ouyang Meng and Ouyang Weng, when Ouyang Meng was aware of it, this horror story already had considerable power, Ouyang Meng had become a ghost at that time, so he ordered his subordinates to break the sky and solve the horror story.

However, Juwentian did not do this, that is, at a certain opportunity, the people of the Eternal Life Society were aware of the incredible power of horror stories, which could completely drag reality into the story, and they could also put the things in the dream into the book.

This is the beginning of the Eternal Life Society, the beginning of this vast dream-making project, a dream called eternal life.

They want to weave the things in reality and dreams into the story, and the final step is to make the story of eternal life come true in order to achieve their purpose of eternal life.

"However, this plan for eternal life has suffered a setback and has completely failed."

"Why?"

"Qingyuan, the composition of a story, must have characters, environment and plot, and many of the characters in it come from the truth, and the environment comes from the dream, and the plot is the work of the writer, these three cannot coexist at all."

Suddenly, I seemed to understand something.

"So, they need my instincts?"

Wang Xinming nodded.

"Yes, Qingyuan, they had a big problem when they turned the story into reality, so they need you as the core of this horror story, in fact, it is your instinct, the last time you came in, they have successfully done it, turning the things in the story into reality."