"Welcome to the host - A Chinese Ghost Story World"

Chen Ziang's eyes slowly opened, but there was a commotion around him, he was in a busy city, wearing clothes made of the most rudimentary linen, and two steamers were steaming in front of him.

It turned out that my identity was a steamed bun seller.....

"Mission 1: Kill Grandma Dryad"

"Task 2: Kill the Old Demon of Montenegro"

"Task 3: Kill the Millennial Centipede Essence"

"Task 4: Help Xiaoqian reincarnate"

"Hint: This World contains Hidden Mission*1"

A Chinese Ghost Story, a very classic Chinese ghost film, was taken from Pu Songling's "Liao Zhai" as the prototype and modified and filmed.

It is about the scholar Ning Caichen who went to a place called Guobei Village to ask for accounts, but the account book was wet and the handwriting was all blurred, and the creditor did not admit it.

In desperation, he had no choice but to go to Lanruo Temple to stay for one night, where he met the kind female ghost Xiaoqian and the Taoist priest Yan Chixia, and then fought against the old demon tree demon grandma and the big demon Black Mountain old demon who controlled Xiaoqian.

Chen Ziang is a little helpless, all the kung fu he is currently learning is fighting with people, but Yu Ghost's tricks are not at all, how can he beat the tree demon grandma, the old demon of Black Mountain, and the thousand-year-old centipede spirit?

"If you are unreasonable, I will send you to the yamen!" With a roar, a handsome-looking Xiucai inn was thrown out, and the basket behind him was also thrown out, and the books and clothes were scattered all over the ground, looking so miserable.

Ning Caichen sighed to himself, who let himself accidentally mess up the account book, and he is a poor scholar, who will reason with himself? Next, it's important to pack up your things early and find a place to stay.

"Your name is Ning Caichen?" Chen Ziang walked up to him and helped him with the books scattered on the ground.

"It's Ning Caichen below, I don't know how this big brother knows my name?" Ning Caichen asked suspiciously.

"Eh, my father Yu Lingzun was a friend when he was young, and he once said that the Ning family had a white-faced and handsome Ning Caichen, but I didn't expect it to be you when I asked today, fate!" Chen Ziang is talking nonsense in a serious way.

"But, why haven't I heard my father say it" Ning Caichen still didn't believe it, Chen Ziang dragged his hand to his steamed bun shop, and served him ten hot buns, each with a little hot oil flowing out of the middle, which looked very attractive.

Ning Caichen swallowed his saliva, resisted the urge to eat them in one go, and asked, "I don't know what Brother Tai is called?" ”

"My surname is Chen, and my name is Chen Ziang," Chen Ziang said with a slight smile.

But I'm thinking in my heart, can't you finish eating and leave quickly? In this film, Ning Caichen's role is minimal, and it is also an uncertain factor to keep him, so it is better to kick him out of the plot directly, which is safer.

"Brother Chen, I didn't get a penny when I came out to ask for the account this time, I'm afraid I won't have the silver to pay you for this bun" Ning Caichen said with some regret, he wasn't sure whether Chen Ziang invited him to eat steamed buns or pulled his acquaintance to do business, but if he could really eat ten big meat buns in this cold weather, he would be really satisfied!

"Brother Ning's words are wrong, with the relationship between his father and Yu Lingzun, a small cage of buns is nothing," Chen Ziang said.

"Then you're welcome!" Ning Caichen said that he was not welcome, and he was really welcome, and he wiped out eight large meat buns in the wind, and he burped with satisfaction.

Seeing Chen Ziang's surprised gaze, he reacted, and said a little embarrassedly, "I haven't had a full meal for a few days, and today I have Brother Chen's hospitality, and I am out of shape for a while, forgive me, forgive me."

"Okay, okay, just leave early after dinner, this is also a place of right and wrong," Chen Ziang said impatiently.

"But I haven't paid yet.... In this way"

Chen Ziang took out a few silver nuggets from the third space and put them in his hand to "hold"

"Brother Chen, you are just selling steamed buns, what will you do in the future if you give me so much money?" The simple Ning Caichen looked at the silver taels in his hand and said with emotion.

Damn, you won't leave after taking the money?

"Selling steamed buns is just my side business, I've made a fortune elsewhere," Chen Ziang whispered in his ear.

Ning Caichen suddenly realized, "It turns out that Brother Chen is so promising at a young age, and he is not burdened by fame and fortune, and he has come here to follow his heart and sell steamed buns, my admiration for Chen Ziang is like a surging river, endless."

Chen Ziang took out a kitchen knife from the cabinet and slashed it on the wooden table, "Are you going to leave?" ”

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving, woo woo, I'm so moved!" Ning Caichen picked up the basket and started to hurry, he thought that Chen Ziang was embarrassed to take the money himself, so he drove himself away, and he was even more grateful to him in his heart.

The direction of Ning Caichen's walk is west, and Lanruo Temple is three and a half miles east from this town, which means that Ning Caichen has completely derailed the plot, which is exactly what Chen Ziang wants to see.

The next thing is to prepare the props to deal with these monsters.,I don't have it.,I had to buy it from the system.。

"Coco, open the shop system"

After some selection, Chen Ziang finally bought three things and spent more than 4,000 points, resulting in only 4,000 points left in the plane point, which was really a night back to before liberation!

"Normal Charm x5: Can deal some damage to spirits, limited power"

"Thunder Spell x2: A small lightning bolt falls from the sky, but it only harms spirits"

"High imitation magic pestle: A high imitation magic stick that has been blessed by a high monk with Buddha power, can be used continuously"

Why buy a high imitation? It's very simple, I can't afford the genuine version!!

The price of the genuine Fu Demon Stick is quite doorway, 8888 bit points! Chen Ziang is still a little short of using all the points, not to mention that it is really distressing to use up all the points at once.

Looking at the Fu Demon Stick and the two charms lying quietly in the third space, Chen Ziang added a little confidence, the main force of the Chinese Ghost Story's ghost slayer has to be Yan Chixia, and it should be able to play a big role if he can have these props to help, better than Ning Caichen, who doesn't know anything and keeps shouting when he encounters a ghost?

Everything was ready, Chen Ziang was ready to wait for dark to go to Lanruo Temple, because Yan Chixia only appeared there at night in the plot, and it was useless to pass during the day.

But there is one thing he still can't figure out, this time the identity seems to be just an ordinary merchant selling steamed buns, but before that, there seem to be many vague memories, these memories are very vague and only some faint fragments.

In these clips, he was a beggar who lived by begging, a general who commanded ten thousand armies, and a painter who made a living by painting..... There are a total of nine memories, and these memories are just some fragments, and no matter how hard Chen Ziang tries to recall, he can't clear these memories.

Crossing before, the system seems to have never given itself such a complex identity?

Thinking that his head hurt a little, Chen Ziang shook his head, no longer touched those memories shrouded in fog, ate a few steamed buns to recover his strength, and prepared for the next battle.

Lanruo Temple, a particularly gloomy ancient temple, looks very dilapidated from a distance, and there are often some homeless people who spend the night here, but few people can see the sun the next day unharmed, because they have become a skeleton in the temple.

At this moment, night fell, and the dark night made Lanruo Temple look even more gloomy.

Looking at the sound of swords colliding in the temple, Chen Ziang smiled knowingly, and the next moment he stood on the broken wall of the temple, watching the battle between the two in the courtyard with interest.