"The Classic of Mountains and Seas" has a saying: Taihua Mountain, cut into four directions, five thousand miles high, ten miles wide, looking at it from afar, if Huaran, so it is called Huashan.

Huashan is one of the five mountains in our country, has always been known for its steepness, the long sky plank road of Huashan is known as one of the three most precipitous plank roads in the world.

The danger is unrivaled in the world, and it has Taoist heritage, which makes Huashan even more mysterious.

At this time, on Mount Hua, the sun is falling in the west, the sky is getting dark, and the people who climb at night light a long dragon of lights on Mount Hua.

In the dark night, no one noticed that on the steep cliff at the top of Huashan Mountain, a man in a black suit was standing there.

Standing on the top of this high mountain, where would anyone think that there would be a person looking at everyone from afar, or that extremely dangerous place.

The man in black seemed to have seen enough of the afterglow of the setting sun, and turned his head to look at the long line of lights.

"Huashan has also been arranged, and now there is only one introduction left!"

Qin Chuming stretched his posture, and the corners of his mouth outlined a trace of arc.

In the dark night, there is always a spark to ignite, and a mythical era will start its prelude from this moment!

"Ah~"

A miserable cry resounded throughout Huashan, and it also pulled Qin Chuming's thoughts back.

"Yo, jumping off a cliff! It doesn't look like it's voluntary!"

A little streamer like a spark, accompanied by a scream that had become an echo, slipped from Huashan and disappeared into the night.

"It's like that spark I said!"

Qin Chuming smiled faintly, and a hint of ridicule couldn't help but pop up on his lips.

"Then I'll help you, it's better to be a ghost than to die!"

Looking at the already flustered stream of lights in the distance, Qin Chuming jumped and jumped down the cliff.

The wind in his ears whistled by, crossing Qin Chuming's face, and his bangs spread out to reveal a pair of eyes as bright as stars.

~

Under Huashan, in the jungle ravine, the unlucky child paper has long since died.

His body twisted into an angle that ordinary people could not reach, half of his head was missing, his brain was scattered all over the ground, his eyes were full of horror and anger, the position of his body was not many meters different from the position where he landed, and his body was full of scratches from trees, grass and stones.

"Tsk, dude, the best ghost honor! it's definitely the emperor superstar level among the ghosts!"

Qin Chuming hooked the deceased's chin with one hand and looked at it, and said in a serious tone, not minding the deceased's hideous expression at all.

"You don't need to process it, just how many young women can be screamed by this corpse! Let me help you for the last time! We have revenge and revenge, and we are unwilling to die like this!"

Qin Chuming snapped his fingers, and wisps of black qi in the void manifested and poured into the body of the deceased.

There is a saying: all things are born from negative yin and yang, and they are impulsive and think they are harmonious!

People have yin and yang, but ghosts have yin, and when people run out of yang, they die and turn into ghosts!

Ghosts take yang energy to cultivate the law, take yin energy to condense the body, no entity, no real image, no real form!

There is no yang energy on the body and can not stand the sun exposure!

Qin Chuming created the ghosts of all living beings with the thoughts of all beings, and there was no need for any innovation, the ancestors had already depicted it!

"Ancestors, all the famous Taoist priests in history, thank you for leaving so many historical legends, if it weren't for so many materials, the boy dared to try to reproduce the mythical era with his own strength, this first ghost boy is not a tribute!

Endless black gas began to cover the entire corpse.

"Condensation!"

With Qin Chuming's whisper, the black qi floated up, and a body in the void that was exactly the same as the underground corpse condensed!

"Oh, yes!"

Qin Chuming stretched out a slender finger and pointed it on the black body, the black qi shook, and resentment grew! The black shadow instantly became eerie and terrifying.

"A little more anger!"

Qin Chuming seemed to be preparing some delicious food, his fingers stirring on his body.

A ferocious and terrifying feeling emanates from the body!

"Almost, the first ghost, can't be too strong!"

Qin Chuming withdrew his fingers and looked at his work, he really felt very satisfied!

"Not awake yet?"

A snap of the finger out of thin air!

Zhuang Wen felt like he had slept for a century, and the endless darkness and dead silence surrounded him, sticking to him, making him unable to escape or scream!

It wasn't until a trace of cold black gas surrounded him that he felt a hint of relief.

This black air did not make him cold, but made him feel a sense of freedom.

With the sound of snapping fingers, Zhuang Wen instantly opened his eyes.

Barren mountains and old forests, in the middle of the night!

In the deep forest, it is inexplicably dark!

From time to time, there is an inexplicable howl!

"I, what am I?"

He was amazed to see himself floating in the air, and at his feet there was a corpse exactly dressed like himself!

The corpse's face was hideous, but he could still see the familiar birthmark on his body.

"Am I dead, have I become a ghost?"

Zhuang Wen raised his hand, looked at the half-illusory hands and muttered to himself.

Zhuang Wen's mind is a little messy now, and anyone who suddenly knows that he is dead can't be calm!

In his early twenties, a student from a prestigious school, his Zhuang Wen's life has just begun, and it is over?

At this time, the names of the two people flashed in his mind, and the cliff took his life like this!

He's not reconciled!

"If you are a ghost, I will also take revenge, the ghost will ask for your life, Qiao Qianwen, Lu Zhiwei, you two are waiting, Lao Tzu must make you look good!"

Zhuang Wen roared in the deep forest, expressing the depression in his chest!

His ghost body rolled, and the billowing black air exuded a trace of coolness!

Let this already gloomy deep forest add a touch of ferocity at this time!

"If you are a ghost, you can be a ghost with peace of mind! The grievances in the world have nothing to do with you anymore! Don't you know this at all?"

A sinister laugh came out of the darkness, and at the same time there was a middle-aged man with a chain in one hand, but this man was dressed in ancient costumes and robes on a hot summer night!

Lao Tzu has been on an errand for more than 200 years, and I have never seen you such a ghost who doesn't understand the rules!"

The thin man grinned, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with Zhuang Wen!

Zhuang Wen's heart jumped, this can't be a ghost!

Also, since ghosts exist, it is indeed reasonable that ghosts exist!

But he doesn't want to go to hell with the devil like that!

The revenge was not avenged, so he died, he was unwilling!

"Ghost ~ no no no ~ bad master! You see I'm only in my early twenties, and I'm in the prime of life~I~"

Zhuang Wen's ghost body floated in the air, trying in vain to use more than 20 years of education to influence the thin man in front of him who was suspected of being a ghost.

"Young Rory, it's a wordy, dead is dead!"

The middle-aged ghost shook the iron chain in his hand, and he didn't listen to Zhuang Wen's defense at all, the iron chain seemed to come to life, and the chain shook in the air, and Zhuang Wen's ghost body was tied up firmly in an instant!

The cold, oppressive feeling spread all over Zhuang Wen's whole body in an instant along the iron chain!

"Bad master, I really don't want to be resurrected, I just want revenge!

Zhuang Wen pleaded, the iron chain was too much of a deterrent to him, and even if there was no iron chain, how could he, a college student who had just died not long ago, dare to make a move with the ghost who had been catching ghosts for more than two hundred years!

What is the difference between this and doing it with the armed police when you are alive?

"You still want to be resurrected, it's really beautiful! Go on the road honestly! Dead people are not allowed to cause trouble in the sun! Otherwise, it will be a felony in the eighteen layers of hell! Unless~"

The middle-aged ghost looked at Zhou Wen with interest, as if he was thinking about something.

"Unless what?"

Zhuang Wen seemed to grasp the last straw and hurriedly asked.

"I think your kid is a scholar! Lingtai is just three inches more angry, and the book should be very good!"

"Yes, the kid is a doctoral student at a prestigious university, and he is the kind of person who reads very well!"

Zhuang Wensheng was afraid that this ghost would not know what the doctor meant, so he hurriedly explained.

The onicha smiled, as if trying to make himself look kind.

"In this way, there is a little ghost in the world who lacks a messenger around the great immortal, let me help find one, I see that you are good-looking! If you should go down, you don't have to go down to the Netherworld Yellow Spring with me! Wouldn't it be nice to stay in the world and be a boy under the great immortal gate?"

Daisen's side?

boy?

Well, this is the legendary fairy fate!

But why should I have it after I die?

Zhuang Wen tried hard to suppress his complaining mentality, and asked with a flattering face.

"Then I can get revenge?"

The middle-aged ghost glared at him and said.

"At most, you are allowed to go to the government to avenge your grievances!"