The ghost qi was rolling, and the surging ghost qi quickly turned into a whirlpool, and in the whirlpool, accompanied by a strange cry of cooing, Chen Shaojun saw a humanoid creature, skinny, prostrate on the ground, leaping forward on all fours, it passed through the whirlpool-shaped passage, and quickly jumped out.

In front of him was a vast land and undulating mountains, Chen Shaojun saw a winding road, like a jade belt, passing through the mountains, and on the road, several Confucian scholars with high crowns and broad belts led an ox cart, from far and near, towards here.

"Goo!"

The strange humanoid creature seemed to have been hungry for a long time, looking at a few Confucian students passing by, his eyes lit up, and his eyes showed a look of extreme hunger and thirst, and then he flew up, screaming strangely, and rushed towards those Confucian students.

"Be careful, it's the Ghost Clan!"

Chen Shaojun heard a burst of exclamations, this sudden attack caused a great chaos among the Confucian students.

"Bold and wicked, you dare to be presumptuous here and disturb the teacher's car!"

At this moment, only to hear a loud shout, the first Confucian scholar looked burly, holding a broad-backed long sword, and a steep finger, across the front of the ox cart, blocking the humanoid monster.

Boom, the humanoid monster pounced, and in mid-air it seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, and its body trembled, and it fell straight down, falling in front of the Confucian student who was the leader.

The humanoid monster was firmly pressed to the ground by the invisible force, unable to move at all, but it still looked ahead with its head held high, its eyes still hungry and thirsty, but a few vague human words came out of its mouth:

"Blood...... People ......"

"Presumptuous! When you are dying, and you still want to eat people, I will behead you now and remove this scourge from the world! ”

The Confucian at the head was awe-inspiring, and he shouted loudly, and he was about to wave the long sword in his hand and kill this ghost.

"Wait!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the ox cart behind, and soon, a great Confucian slowly stepped down from the ox cart and quickly walked in front of the humanoid ghost clan.

"Yan Hui stopped, although this beast is a ghost clan, it is also a life after all, and it is rare that its wisdom is deeply rooted and can actually understand human language."

The great Confucian slowly stepped forward, looked down at the ghost clan and said:

"Let me ask you, where did you learn this language?"

The demon deer only struggled, still cooing and groaning.

However, unexpectedly, the great Confucian seemed to understand the words of the ghost and laughed:

"Well, my Confucianism and Taoism have just begun, and it is fate that you and I can meet here, seeing that you also have some human nature, I will help you open up your spiritual wisdom, put you into the door wall, and educate Confucianism and Taoism from then on, and also fulfill my original oath of 'teaching without class'!"

As he spoke, the big confucian suddenly stretched out a crystal clear, white jade flawless finger, and then slowly pointed at the center of the ghost's eyebrows.

In an instant, the ghost deer that was originally struggling violently and with a hideous expression suddenly calmed down, and his originally fierce eyes revealed a human-like spirituality.

The ghost beast blessed his heart, as if he had really opened his mind, and his five bodies fell to the ground, obediently kneeling in front of the great Confucian.

"Haha, okay, from now on, you are the thirteenth disciple of my Confucianism and Taoism."

The great Confucian laughed, and then put a wide Confucian robe on the ghost deer.

And the ghost deer stood up, put on Confucian clothes, and his image slowly changed, and finally turned into a human form.

“！！！”

At this moment, Chen Shaojun's heart shook, and he suddenly understood something:

"The ghost deer is the ghost saint, and the great Confucian...... It's Master Confucius! ”

Chen Shaojun never thought that what he had just seen was the process of the ghost saint being included in the sect of Confucius Sheng, obviously, the scene in front of him was the memory of the ghost saint, but it was a pity that all the impressions projected in the stone tablet were transformed by the ghost mist, everything was blurred, and the outline could only be outlined, but the facial features could not be seen clearly.

"It's a pity."

Chen Shaojun sighed again in his heart, secretly regretting, this is the memory of the ghost saint, the Confucian master in his memory is what he saw with his own eyes, and it is the true appearance of Kong Sheng, although there are also portraits of Kong saints circulating in the world now, but after all, they are only circulating, and there is still a big difference between what the ghost saint has witnessed.

Being able to see the true face of Confucius is a great honor for any Confucian and Taoist disciple, but it is a pity that he is still a friend.

Everything in front of him changed again, Chen Shaojun saw that the transformed ghost deer began to read and read books, learn scriptures, and also learn human language, Chen Shaojun had already understood at this time that the image that appeared in the stele was the memory of the ghost saint, and he left all this in the stele, if someone triggered the stele, it would trigger the prohibition in it, and all this would be revealed.

"I didn't expect that the Ghost Saint was one of the first few disciples recruited by Master Confucius, but it's a pity that his existence has been erased from all the Confucian and Taoist classics."

Chen Shaojun sighed in his heart.

Chen Shaojun saw the ghost saint follow Confucius to travel around the world, and also saw him and the seventy-two sages go deep into the ocean, reckless and other places to adventure, but soon, the picture in the memory of the ghost saint began to change.

"Ahh

With an exclamation, Chen Shaojun suddenly startled when he saw the sleeping ghost saint on the bed, sweating profusely.

"What is it? What the hell is shouting? ”

Chen Shaojun saw the ghost saint in the picture and looked around, but Chen Shaojun saw it clearly, there was nothing around him, and he couldn't help frowning for a while.

Then such a picture kept appearing, once, twice, three times ......, Chen Shaojun saw the ghost saint waking up again and again in his sleep, not only that, Chen Shaojun saw that when he even recited the scriptures and studied every day, he also seemed to hear the voice, and was greatly disturbed, with a painful look on his face.

"Whose voice is it, and why is it only I can hear it?"

In the study, the ghost saint suddenly threw the pen in his hand, and a painful look appeared on his face.

I don't know how long it took, but when the same picture was released again, and the ghost saint woke up from his sleep again, everything was finally different.

"What's wrong with junior brother?"

A gentle and concerned voice came from the side, and Chen Shaojun saw that on the nearby bed, a Confucian student sat up from the bed and walked to the side of the ghost saint.

"Senior Brother Ji......"

Chen Shaojun heard the voice of the ghost saint:

"Have you ever heard that terrible scream?"

For the first time, the Ghost Saint told what had happened to him as it was, and the latter shook his head, also puzzled, obviously the voice could only be heard by the Ghost Saint.

Only this time, Senior Brother Ji gave some different answers.

"Senior brother, although I don't know what happened to you, but I heard that if you encounter a lot of things that you can't use common sense to guess, and you can't see people around, but you can always hear sounds, it must be related to ghosts and gods."

"Ghosts?"

The Ghost Saint looked dazed.

"Yes, it's ghosts and gods, I heard before following the teacher, after people die, their souls are broken and scattered between heaven and earth, not only people, but also gods and demons, for thousands of years, heaven and earth are full of fragments of these gods, that is, ghosts and gods,"

That Senior Brother Ji said.

"But why are they screaming in pain?"

Ghost Saint Dao.

"I don't know, I don't know much about ghosts and gods, but the teacher is very knowledgeable, maybe we can ask the teacher and ask him about ghosts and gods."

That Senior Brother Ji said.

However, Chen Shaojun saw a hesitant look in the ghost saint's eyes.

Chen Shaojun was stunned at first, but soon understood something, the Ghost Saint was a ghost clan, and his identity was the most special among the many disciples of Kong Sheng's Sect, and he must have found it difficult to speak for this reason.

When the ghost saint first worshiped under the Confucian saint, there were not many disciples of the Confucian saint, but later, there were already thousands of disciples, and there were many people, everyone's mind was different, and there were naturally many people who didn't like the ghost saint.

However, at this time, a broad palm suddenly patted the back of the ghost saint:

"Don't worry, junior brother, I'll help you ask!"

The scene in front of him changed again, and in just a moment, Chen Shaojun saw the ghost saint again, this is a huge lecture hall, the ghost saint is standing among the many Confucian and Taoist disciples, and the Confucian saint is standing in the lecture hall to give a lecture.

"Teacher, the disciple wants to ask about ghosts and gods."

At this moment, a Confucian disciple spoke.

"Oh?"

In an instant, the lecture hall immediately fell silent, everyone's eyes fell on Master Kong Sheng, and Chen Shaojun saw that the ghost saint in the crowd obviously showed a look of expectation and nervousness.

And Master Kong Sheng in front of the podium frowned at first, and after a while, he sighed, glanced at the sky, and finally spoke.

"Ji Lu, you can't answer your question as a teacher, you don't know how to live or die, and you haven't even figured out the things about life as a teacher, how can you answer the teacher of ghosts and gods?"

“！！！”

Hearing this, Chen Shaojun's heart suddenly set off a thousand waves, "unknown life and death" is a well-known allusion to Confucianism, but Chen Shaojun never knew that all this was related to ghosts and saints.

"Senior Brother Ji is Ji Zi, under the sect of Kong Sheng, the ghost saint has the best relationship with Ji Zi."

The picture in front of me changed again, and in the blink of an eye, whether it was Ji Zi or the lecture hall, all of them disappeared.

Time passed slowly, and another day, the ghost saint sat up from his dream again, and seemed to hear the voice of the ghost god who tortured him again, but this time it was a little different from before:

"No, it's not a scream, it's a cry for help, it needs my help!"

The ghost aura was wafting, Chen Shaojun only heard this sentence, and that scene disappeared again.

"The cry for help from the ghosts? What do you mean? ”

Chen Shaojun frowned, and at this time, the memory of the ghost saint was interrupted, and the black smoke was filled, fluttering, and the figure of the ghost saint was condensed again.