Chapter 8: The Ghost in the Dream

What are these two neuropaths kidding? Can ghosts still exist in dreams?

What's more, one of those two people is Lin Ping himself, when Fang Cai's perspective is not withdrawn, he is looking at everything around him with that body, is he already dead and turned into a ghost, so he can enter this inexplicable world?

Is this a dream or not?

Thinking of this, Lin Ping suddenly cried: "You two are neurotic, I have no grudge or grudge against you, why are you harming me?" I'm only fifteen. ”

"Huh?"

This time, Huang Zhiqian and Situ Daoist were surprised, why did the good young man cry?

"Is he crazy? Can you cry like this in a dream? Huang Zhiqian looked at Daoist Situ blankly and asked.

Daoist Situ nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Mmmmmmmm, maybe it's really a psychotic who was imprisoned." ”

"Didn't you say before that he wasn't mentally ill?" Huang Zhiqian pointed to the sky.

"It's possible that it was just attacked, yes, definitely." Daoist Situ thought for a while and nodded.

"It must be that you use too much ether, and the cranial nerve stimulates the transition, causing the pituitary gland to stagnate secretion, and the nervous system falls into a state of instant death, and then goes crazy." Huang Zhiqian explained solemnly and added: "Give me all the rest of your ether." ”

"Fart, Lao Tzu has been proficient in using all kinds of drugs since he fought the Republic of China, how can you not judge the dose, you are trying to deceive me about ether." Situ Dao jumped up in anger, pointed at Huang Zhiqian's nose and glared.

"Hey, hey, did you two psychopaths listen to me?" Lin Ping was speechless, are these two real nerves or fake nerves?

"Huh?" Huang Zhiqian looked at Lin Ping, who didn't exist in the sky, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Forget about business, young man, don't sit on it, let's go down." ”

"Sitting?"

Lin Ping was curious, when did he sit? It has always been from the perspective of God looking at everything that is happening below, watching this scene shatter into pieces and fall into black chaos, Huang Zhiqian and Daoist Situ walked in levitation,

"He opened his eyes and didn't know how to use it."

Daoist Situ took out a copy with simple lines drawn on it, which was a talisman seal. Throwing the rune paper into the sky, the fluttering rune paper shot towards Lin Ping like an arrow.

Lin Ping was shocked and wanted to dodge, but at this time, it was God's perspective, and he didn't even have a body, where to hide?

"Bang"

There was a loud bang in the sky, and Lin Ping felt that his consciousness was falling rapidly, as if it was falling from the sky.

"Puff"

The body fell to the ground, it didn't hurt or itch, it didn't feel anything, it didn't feel anything, it seemed unreal.

He got up and looked at Huang Zhiqian and Daoist Situ and asked, "Both, can you tell me where this is?" Is it really in my dream? ”

Daoist Situ twisted the talisman paper in his hand, walked to Lin Ping's side, and looked at the two figures known as "ghosts".

"It's really a psychopath, I don't even know my dreams."

Huang Zhiqian also walked over, stared at the two "ghosts" with his eyes, and said, "Daoist Breaker, how to deal with these two nightmares?" ”

"What nightmare? That's the ghost, the devil knows? You know the. Daoist Situ retorted and corrected Huang Zhiqian's name, the yellow talisman in his hand emitted a slight light, and the lines on it burst out with a brilliant blood-red light.

Listening to the argument between the two, Lin Ping's doubts became more and more intense: Is there really a ghost in the world?

Looking at the serious and cautious appearance of the two, it really doesn't look like a neurotic, except for the incoherent and smuggling of speech, there is nothing abnormal about it.

As for how the two of them came into their dreams, they still couldn't let go of their thoughts.

"Two, are they really ghosts?" Lin Ping asked again.

"Of course it's a ghost, since the Republic of China, the head of this road has collected countless demons and caught ghosts, how can he not even see the ghosts?" Daoist Situ reprimanded, very unhappy to be questioned.

Huang Zhiqian, who was on the side, walked up to the two "ghosts" step by step with his hands behind his back, tilted his head and looked up and down, and made a tskling sound from time to time in his mouth, as if he had seen something amazing.

The two ghosts were motionless, and the woman's hair and gauze skirt were not fluttering, and they were frozen and did not move.

"Boy, where did you get these two things? These two nightmares are pretty powerful. Huang Zhiqian smiled and asked with interest.

"He knows a fart, but he is just a chick who has just opened the eyes of the sky, and he is not a member of my sect. Otherwise, it wouldn't be impossible to deal with such a low-level nightmare. Daoist Situ sneered contemptuously and looked at Lin Ping with disdain.

The more these two people talked, the more outrageous it became, and they couldn't understand what they were talking about at all.

Lin Ping is also full of curiosity about unknown things, especially after opening the secret eye, in order to figure out the past and read countless materials, a "Hundred Books of the Master" was almost ruined.

"You two, may I ask what nightmares and ghosts are?" Lin Ping asked respectfully, forgetting that these two were still patients in a mental hospital.

"Haha, I'll say, he's a chick." Daoist Situ laughed proudly, happily pointed at Lin Ping and said to Huang Zhiqian: "I don't even know what a ghost is, it's too stupid, it's too stupid, it's really a tyrannical thing, and it's a waste of such a good qualification." ”

"You Taoist priest, aren't you more popular than other people's children for more than a hundred years? What's there to do. Huang Zhiqian scolded and said to Lin Ping: "Boy, let me explain it to you, see that the broken Taoist priest is proud." ”

Are there ghosts in the world? Yes and no.

Ghosts are not in mythological stories, they exist in reality and have countless magical abilities.

A ghost is a creature that lives in a zero-dimensional space.

Ghosts will be produced in everyone's zero-dimensional space, and the more vicious and complex the person, the more powerful and numerous the ghosts will be. And it must be a living person, the zero-dimensional space of a dead person will not produce ghosts, or the zero-dimensional space of a dead person does not completely dissipate before he dies, but invades the zero-dimensional space of others, forming a one-dimensional space intersection, affecting the zero-dimensional space of others, causing the ghosts in the zero-dimensional space of the dead to enter the zero-dimensional space of the living.

This kind of ghost does not last long, because the person who produced this kind of ghost is already dead.

Now that consciousness is gone, the zero-dimensional space will soon dissipate. Ghosts will also die with it.

Ghosts, Buddhists call it karma cause and effect, and Taoists call it heart demons and evil obstacles.

It is a creature that combines emotions such as fear, panic, and fear that arise from the past actions of the human being. It is said to be ethereal, but it can really affect people's emotions and behaviors. Many mentally ill people go crazy because they can't solve the ghosts in the zero-dimensional space.

There are also some people who are affected by ghosts, become fierce and aggressive, and even lose consciousness, and are in a state of dazed and unconscious, which is also called ghost upper body.