Chapter Seventy-Seven: There Are Thousands of Kinds of People, and So Are Ghosts.

I felt like I had fallen into some kind of trap, and it seemed like I was being led by the nose all the time. Looking at the text on the screen, I was a little bored in my heart, and I wanted to smash the computer directly.

But in the end, curiosity overcame those negative emotions, and I patiently read the story:

"I've been around for a long, long time, so long that I can't remember it anymore. But my abilities are only on the spiritual level, so the moment I failed to bring you into my spiritual world, I knew I had lost.

In fact, all ghosts are the same, but they make good use of the human psyche and fragile spirit. If we don't even have a body in terms of strength alone, where does the strength come from? Mana is even more non-existent, since it has become 'mana' power, it means that it is an ability that can only be possessed after attaining the Tao and becoming immortals. But if you want to cultivate into a ghost immortal, how can it be so easy?

For thousands of years, there have been only a few immortals who have become immortals with ghost bodies: Zhong Kui in the underworld, Shi Dangdang in Mount Tai, and Guiguzi in the Warring States.

Zhong Kui and Shi Dangdang believe that you all know, but Guiguzi, no one knows at all, his whereabouts are mysterious during the Warring States Period, and there are different versions that have been handed down, and they don't even know where he is practicing.

In fact, at that time, he was already a ghost immortal body. Including the later Zhang Liang, Zhuge , Liu Bowen, and others, they are all his incarnations, this is the ghost who really has spells, and we are really not enough to worry about.

I won't be in the world again, and I'm a little reluctant. Since you're so willing to write about ghosts, write me in it too.

Today's girls have a princess dream. But more than 700 years ago, girls had a dream of being a queen. I hope that one day I can be a phoenix crown and a mother in the world.

I, too, dream of one day being able to enter the inner courtyard of the palace and become the mother of a nation.

Maybe my wish shouldn't be called a dream, because it has come true!

I married the emperor, although, just a concubine.

However, that was the beginning of my nightmare.

The filth of the Imperial Palace is simply unimaginable to ordinary people, and the ethics, morality, and guidelines are worthless in that huge courtyard!

I, like many other women, am nothing more than a tool for the Emperor's lustful pleasures.

Not only that, he also arranged for special personnel to carry out all kinds of training for us, and every day except for eating and sleeping, there was no minute of stopping.

In those countless days and nights, not only my spirit was shattered, but also my body was completely conquered.

Then the emperor died, and I was unfortunately going to be buried.

We were put in a huge jar with only our heads exposed, and the jar was filled with salt, and I didn't know whether I was starved or suffocated, but I felt a sense of relief in the time when death was near.

When I woke up again, I saw men who had smashed my jar and searched for valuable gold and silver treasures inside.

I saw that my body was still not rotten, but salted into salted meat.

Strangely enough, I didn't feel angry or sad, I only had those men in my eyes, and I desperately wanted that happiness ...

But I hate men!

It's men who ruined me and ruined everything for me!

Since then, I've been repeating the process of enjoying and destroying men. However, I am looking for some lustful men, and they approach me with that purpose, and they are innocent! ”

That's all that news is gone, and I'm curious to know what's going on in that lost memory.

I hurriedly typed the next line:

"What happened that night?"

The other party's avatar is darkened, and a message pops up at the end of the dialog box, which is a smiley face.

Damn it!

Ever since that night in the woods, I seem to be particularly easily agitated and inexplicably angry.

I know why, but I can't control it well.

The Tian Dongdong siblings moved back to the villa to take care of their mother, who had lost decades of memory. Although it is very rude, the truth is that people who have lost most of their memories are, in the eyes of many, mentally retarded or neurotic.

Shen Mo and I were the only ones left in the family, and I enjoyed this life, even though I knew it was only a temporary peace.

Tian Dongdong left her car to us, saying that there was no place to park a car of this grade at home.

One afternoon, I was crackling in front of my computer when my phone rang.

Shen Mo said to me in a serious voice:

"You came to our unit, and that thing appeared again."

Inside a coroner's room, I saw a mutilated corpse. This time it was even more disgusting than the last one, and no skin was intact on the whole body.

I leaned over and carefully observed the marks of the bite on the corpse, and turned my head to look at Shen Mo:

"Did you notice that something seemed wrong with the tooth marks this time? It seems to be an adult's. ”

Shen Mo nodded:

"That's why I asked you to come and see it."

The moment I turned my head, the corpse's eyes suddenly moved!

I was a little numb in my scalp.

As I've said before, it's not like you're getting used to seeing too much, especially when it comes to the unknown.

Here's a simple example:

You may be scared to have a bloody corpse in front of you, but if you're a doctor or a forensic examiner or a funeral home burner, you'll get used to it over time.

But if one day a corpse suddenly turns its eyes on you, can you keep your heart within 150 per minute? If you don't pee on the spot, you can count the boldness.

I took two steps back, calmed down my emotions, and said to Shen Mo:

"Is there any Gu in this thing's body?"

Shen Mo shook his head and said:

"I checked, no."

She seemed to see that my face was a little wrong, and asked with concern:

"What's wrong with you? Are you alright? ”

I waved my hand and stared into the corpse's eyes for a few moments, not moving. I thought, maybe I'm just dazzled.

But as I looked around the corpse for a long time, about to cover it with a white cloth, I saw his eyes move again!

I was absolutely right this time, because when I stared at it just now, my eyes were looking to the left, but now I am looking to the right!

I casually changed the white cloth in my hand on the corpse, and pulled Shen Mo out of the corridor in a hurry.

Later, I heard that when the family members came to do the DNA comparison the next day, they saw the corpse's expression a little strange, and they should be laughing.

Shen Mo didn't understand my reaction, she looked at me suspiciously, and said:

"What are you afraid of? Now it's not like you can't deal with those things! ”

I explained:

"That thing isn't a ghost, there's not a bit of a ghost on it. But it's not Gu, what do you say? ”

Shen Mo looked at me and shook his head blankly.