"What's your name? Three-eyed guy. ”

Ouyang Meng asked slowly, stood up, turned around, looked carefully at the three-eyed green ghost, and let out a string of laughter.

"Don't be ashamed, you can see it, you are also very powerful, I'm afraid, you have already embodied the ghost."

As soon as Ouyang Meng finished speaking, I looked at the three-eyed green ghost in surprise, very surprised, this time, I was even more sure that he was the strongest dream zero among Ouyang Meng's hundred ghosts.

"Just call me Three-Eyes, Dream, I'll call you that."

Ouyang Meng laughed, then turned his head and glanced at Ouyang Weng, whose expression was a little wooden, his face was full of fear, and he could also feel that this ghost who came over was obviously different from other ghosts.

"Okay, Ouyang Weng, you can choose for yourself, whether you want to go to the company of ghosts, or here."

Ouyang Meng said, flew out without looking back, I saw three eyes full of smiles and followed out, I followed out quickly.

The two ghosts stopped on a moonlit road on the outskirts.

"What, follow me, what do you want to do?"

Ouyang Meng asked, smiled with three eyes, and floated over.

"It's not just the ghost called Yin Qiujian, but also a few other guys, in this ghost road, I occasionally hear about them, the same as you, a very special ghost."

Three-eyed said, walked up to Ouyang Meng, stretched out his hand, and pointed to his forehead, the closed third eye.

"This guy told me that there are about to be earth-shaking changes in this ghost path, and these changes are from you special ghosts, and it clearly tells me that you are very dangerous."

Ouyang Meng giggled, a slender jade hand, lightly covering his chin, his expression was soft, and a pair of evil eyes stared at three eyes.

"What, do you want to fight?"

"Definitely, tonight, I'm just here to take a look, after all, I really hope that the person named Ouyang Weng can join us, hehe."

As he spoke, his three eyes turned into a ball of green light and left into the distance, and Ouyang Meng floated into the air.

"Slightly, let's go to the south and have a look, that evil ghost called Yin Qiujian."

While speaking, I saw Ouyang Meng's figure, which was blurred little by little, somewhat translucent, and the surroundings of his body exuded colorful light.

"Forget it, there's a lot of time, let's take a look at it a little, Ouyang Weng."

Somehow, Ouyang Meng gave up the idea of going to the south and drifted towards the city.

I returned to the tea house again, Ouyang Weng sat quietly on the platform, the room was filled with a smell of wine, he was pouring himself a drink, it looked like his face was a little tangled.

Looking at Ouyang Weng's appearance, he seems to be struggling, whether to go or not, looking at his appearance, I am afraid that without Ouyang Meng's words, he can also imagine what kind of fate he will be after he goes to the broken village, from now on, he may only be accompanied by ghosts.

"Alas, the world is like this, it's better to ......" Ouyang Weng took a sip of wine, and then stood up, the doubts in his eyes may have been eliminated, he walked up the stairs step by step, and entered the bedroom, his wife had not yet fallen asleep, but looked at Ouyang Weng with sad eyes.

"Master, you should not, you really want to go."

"I've made up my mind."

Ouyang Weng just said lightly, and lay down, followed by the sobbing of his wife, she clutched her bulging belly, whimpering, she broke the child.

I couldn't help but sigh.

Early the next morning, Ouyang Weng explained what happened after his death, and after that, he asked his wife to sell the tea house, go back to the countryside, raise the child, and rode a horse alone to the west of the city.

Along the way, I saw Ouyang Weng's face, revealing a sense of relief, I don't know why he wanted to go to that place and be with ghosts.

I followed Ouyang Weng quietly, a winding forest path, overgrown with weeds, except for the rope tied to the street sign, I couldn't see it at all, this was a small road.

It only takes half a day to go to Po Village here, but basically no one has set foot on it.

"Alas, I'm just afraid that when it comes, my life will be gone, and sure enough, I still have distracting thoughts."

As he spoke, Ouyang Weng began to pause again, and after dismounting, he sat down next to a thick tree trunk, took out dry food, and ate it.

"Zhang Qingyuan."

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind me, I was startled, and turned my head, it was Ouyang Meng, he was exactly the same as in this story.

"How are you?"

"My instinct, hehe, I didn't want you to spy on this story, Zhang Qingyuan, I'll tell you, why, Ouyang Weng, after seeing ghosts, would want to be with them."

I nodded, looked at Ouyang Weng, looked at Ouyang Meng again, and then I laughed.

"He ......," I said, after a pause.

"He's your friend."

This is also the only explanation I can think of at the moment, Ouyang Meng looked at me quietly, was silent for a while, and finally nodded, and then he turned away.

"At first, I was looking for some fun, and I noticed early in the morning that there was a powerful green ghost in this place, and at that time, I was not an opponent, by chance, I walked to the tea house, and on the first day of Ouyang Weng's opening, I went."

Ouyang Meng told me in a nostalgic tone and in a low voice that at first, he was just bored, so he went to the tea house, and after going there for the first time, he inexplicably gave Ouyang Weng's passionate rhetoric and was infected.

I don't know why, Ouyang Meng, every once in a while, he will go, and later, he will go basically every day, although Ouyang Weng can't see him, but Ouyang Meng has always been.

"He's also a person who lacks excitement, since the day he was born."

"Well, it's similar to you in some places." I said with a smile, Ouyang Meng nodded.

"Like me, I like to daydream."

Through Ouyang Meng's dictation, I learned that Ouyang Weng liked to listen to other people's stories when he was very young, and what he liked was those strange stories.

In order to fulfill his parents' wishes, Ouyang Weng had to force himself to study hard every day, however, after making people worse, Ouyang Weng's career began to stop after completing the township exam.

Many people feel sorry for Ouyang Weng, after all, in the township, Ouyang Weng is second to none talent, but on the contrary, the sky is not up to people, until he was 30 years old, Ouyang Weng's father drove the crane west, and he did not get famous.

"Actually, it's not, Zhang Qingyuan, it's Ouyang Weng himself, in every exam, what he does is not right, as if he is willing to give up his fame, in his subconscious, this is his will, I spied on his memory at that time."

According to Ouyang Meng, Ouyang Weng prefers to live a free and easy life, and can be unrestrained, and he has heard many stories of ghosts, for ghosts, Ouyang Weng has always maintained an obsessive attitude, he is very envious, the life of ghosts, immortal, and unrestrained.

I glanced at Ouyang Weng again, and now, I seemed to understand a little, why Ouyang Weng, after coming into contact with ghosts, was not only afraid, but on the contrary, he still wanted to take the initiative to approach them.

After eating and drinking, Ouyang Weng began to continue on the road, and the confusion in his eyes disappeared, however, before he reached a pool of lakes, the horse refused to take half a step.

The whole color of the lake is black, and there is a lot of dead slag floating on the surface of the lake, and there is a broken bridge on it that has been completely corroded by the lake, and it is surrounded by tall trees with teeth and claws.

After Ouyang Weng dismounted, the horse ran away without looking back, and Ouyang Weng muttered to himself.

"Is that what I want?"

Then there was a creaking sound, and I saw that all around, some dead trees on the edge of the lake automatically floated over, little by little on the surface of the lake, and gradually became a road that could be passed.

Ouyang Weng collapsed without hesitation, and gradually entered the broken village in front of him.

Stepping into the broken village, Ouyang Weng still did not change his face, and shouted at the broken village that had been completely covered with plants and greenery.

"Thank you for the invitation, I'm here."

All of a sudden, there was a sound of ghosts crying wolf, and then gradually, I saw a cloud of green light, slowly emerging from the broken village, it was another green ghost, with a black face, not very tall, but there was a cunning light in his eyes.

"Oh, Mr. Ouyang, welcome, presumably, you are ready, recently, we are going to hold a hundred ghost banquet, so I hope Mr. Ouyang, you, can help our banquet."

Ouyang Weng nodded, followed the green ghost, and entered the broken village, under the leadership of the green ghost, Ouyang Weng took him to a house crawling with vines and plants, Ouyang Weng knew that this was the place for these ghosts, and arranged for himself, so he went in.

However, the moment Ouyang Weng entered, those vines and plants suddenly sealed the place at the door, and only small cracks were visible.

"It's ......"

"Since you're here, don't go back, Mr. Ouyang."

The green ghost left a word and disappeared, Ouyang Weng's face was cloudy, he seemed to know that he had been imprisoned.

Seeing this, I can't help but feel a little helpless about Ouyang Weng's situation, the world of ghosts may not be what he thinks, he can be free.

"Alas, perhaps, there is no such thing as freedom in this world."

Ouyang Weng sighed, he began to regret the decision he made, his face was full of sadness, that was from the bottom of his heart, a little bit of sadness, cut on his face.