Sitting in the front yard, Chen Yimu looked at the tall trees around him and heard the sound in his ears.

The evening wind, slowly, leisurely, caresses the leaves.

At that moment last night, Chen Yimu felt that he was really going to die, and the escape from death made Chen Yimu's mood change a little, and he couldn't say what he felt.

I just think the world is beautiful!

Buzz!

There was a buzzing vibration in his trouser pocket.

What's the situation?

Chen Yimu hurriedly took out the ghost finder and looked at it.

Woohoo!

The screen of the ghost finder flashed and flickered, and suddenly an electric current appeared.

"Damn!"

"Don't break it!!"

Throwing his hand out, Chen Yimu immediately regretted it and prayed secretly in his heart.

The ghost seeker kept rolling forward, and Chen Yimu followed closely behind.

"Oops, it hurts me to death, who lost me ???" A painful sound sounded.

"Who?" Chen Yimu was taken aback.

"Pain, pain, pain, ......," the voice continued to wail.

Chen Yimu mustered up his courage, searched for the sound, and finally found the source of the sound.

The sound came from a ghost seeker!

"Who, who?" Chen Yimu asked.

"Me."

"Who the hell are you?"

"Who am I? Who am I? Who the hell am I? ……”

Chen Yimu was confused, did I ask you, or did you ask me, I don't know who you are?

"Ghost King? Old Don? Chen Yimu tried to scream twice.

The ghost seeker was silent.

Chen Yimu had some expectations in his heart.

"Ghost King!? That's right, I'm the Ghost King! ”

Dizzy!

Judging from the sound, this was obviously decided on the spot.

Chen Yimu picked up the ghost finder and looked at it, it was intact, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

When I turned on the screen, I didn't notice who had called, and I couldn't make a call at all.

It's just that a figure appeared on the other side of the flower, which seemed familiar.

"Boy, when you see my ghost king, don't you kneel down quickly!" The figure said with a wave of his hand.

Chen Yimu asked, "Are you really the Ghost King?" ”

"This king is here!"

"Are you really?" Chen Yimu continued to ask.

I really can't believe how the ghost king appeared on his ghost finder, and he is a little nervous.

Didn't you die with the ghosts?

"Oh, it's not fun, why do you keep asking questions?" The figure shook its body and said coquettishly.

Forehead!

Where the hell is this ghost king!?

"Who the hell are you?" Chen Yimu asked.

Suddenly, the figure shook and said coldly: "This king is ghostly, who are you who dare to question this king!" ”

Yes?

What's the situation?

"Why is this king here? Boy, let me out quickly, or I'll punish you ...... nine clans," the ghost said coldly.

What the hell is going on???

The ghost roared hysterically, and wisps of green smoke rose from the ghost finder.

It's going to explode!!

Chen Yimu hurriedly put down the ghost finder, hid in the house, and looked at the front yard from a distance.

After a while, the smoke filled the air.

The ghost fell silent, and the smoke gradually cleared after half a ring.

Chen Yimu got closer and asked, "Are you still there?" ”

The screen of the ghost finder is lit up, and the figure is still there, but from the shadow, it looks a little decadent.

"You, are you a ghost king or a ghost?" Chen Yimu asked suspiciously.

"After thousands of years of fighting, the result is back to the original appearance, but I am not you, and you are not me anymore......" Ghost muttered to himself.

"Boy, this king is hungry and very weak, serve me food!" Suddenly, the figure's tone changed.

Neurotic!?

"Are you a ghost king or a ghost?" Chen Yimu was confused.

"This king is the king of ghosts, the greatest king of hell, why don't you kneel down for me.

The figure roared: "Who is the ghost, why do you have the same surname as me, this king wants to break his soul into ten thousand pieces, so that he will never recover!" ”

Chen Yimu knew that the ghost king had gone crazy and became a psychopath.

"You don't understand it now, and so do I!" At this time, the figure sighed.

"Now I am a ghost, and I am also a ghost king, or we are one!"

What the?

"This thing starts from a thousand years ago, when the ghost king was not a ghost king, just a little ghost in the underworld."

"Being pushed down the Lechuan River, I didn't die, and then my temperament changed greatly."

"And I am the good thought in the heart of the Ghost King, the Ghost King pulled me out and made myself a cold-blooded and ruthless ghost, and then ruled Hell with his violent character."

"And I was imprisoned in a black cell, in the dark, and not all the ghosts in hell submitted to the ghost king, so they rescued me."

"After two hundred years, the ghost king was finally ripped off the throne, but the ghost king absconded."

"Three hundred years later, the Ghost King has made a comeback, and this time we are prepared to seal the Ghost King and put him in a black prison."

"It's just that his thoughts are not extinguished, and he bewitches the ghost pawn and takes him away, so there are ghost pawns who take him out of hell and into the world."

Then he began to find someone to unseal him, and Tang Ming before was the tenth person he was looking for, and the one closest to success.

"Now, hehe, he has completely lost his memory, and I have become like this, and finally we become one again, what a cycle of cause and effect."

Chen Yimu completely understood, the ghost and the ghost king are now the same person.

In other words, the ghost king has a dual personality!

"And what should I call you?" Chen Yimu was a little undecided.

"Ghost King!"

"We are one."

Chen Yimu also thinks this title is the best.

"Chen Yimu, right?" The Ghost King raised his head and asked.

At this time, Chen Yimu saw the ghost king's face clearly.

Loose hair, face like white jade, a pair of dark eyes, breathtaking, with a high nose bridge, with a touch of evil smile on the corners of the mouth.

That's one word, cool!

This completely subverted Chen Yimu's impression of ghosts, Tai Nima......

"Huh!" The Ghost King chuckled.

seems to have seen through Chen Yimu's thoughts.

The ghost king said: "There are thousands of illusions, what you see may not be what you think, don't let your eyes be blindfolded!" ”

Chen Yimu smiled awkwardly.

"It's not good to be trapped."

"For the sake of your little life, work hard, if there is any problem that can't be solved, call me, but I'm too weak now, I need to rest, and I also need the power of ghosts to replenish my strength."

The words fell, and the figure of the ghost king disappeared.

Sitting on the steps in the front yard, Chen Yimu was a little excited.

I envied that Lao Tang had the guidance of the ghost king, and he could obtain the power of the ghost king.

Now that the Ghost King is suddenly in his own ghost finder, he will be much more relaxed and less worried.

At least the Ghost King should have come to his aid when his life was in danger.

Last night's hard work and today's toss hit the sleepiness.

Chen Yimu took out a reclining chair from the house, lay down in front of the stone house, listened to the insects and birds, and fell asleep......