"Boy, do you want this ghost?"

In the ghost painting, Luo Qian carried the head of a little boy and looked at Yu Zhile in the distance.

"This ghost is directly the powerhouse of our echelon."

Yu Zhile appeared next to Luo Qian and looked at the little boy's head.

The little boy's eyes were closed, and his face was full of strange words and tattoos.

Its body was in Zhang Dong's hands, and it was skinned almost a dozen layers before the ghost was suppressed.

"I want to, but I can't find the right person to do it, but I have another idea, but I can't do it now, at least I have to do it in the future."

He saw the battle of several people before, Luo Qian died once, but was pulled back by Qin Lao.

In an instant, Luo Qian was killed by the superimposed spirit of this ghost.

This ghost is terrifying, at least more terrifying than Rowan Song.

Of course, this was just Yu Zhile's idea, after all, he had not seen Luo Wensong in his heyday.

"Oh, what thoughts?" Luo Qian became interested.

"Give it to me, I plan to turn this ghost into my little brother, it doesn't need to be controlled, it is only loyal to me, and only acts according to the rules I have set."

Yu Zhile touched his chin, thought about it and said.

The scenes in the ghost painting are grotesque and weird, but they don't seem to be as weird as the words spoken by this young man at this moment.

Qin Lao squinted slightly, "If you can't control it, something will happen, just like the starving ghosts in Dachang City." ”

"So, I can't do it now, but I can in the future."

Yu Zhile looked into the distance, as if he was looking at his future.

"The underworld is too big, there are too many yamen, and there are many needs."

"I can't let the ghost handler take the position of the shadow, the ghost handler will die, but the ghost won't."

"I need terrifying and powerful ghosts to walk the world on my behalf to contain powerful ghosts."

"The Ten Palaces of Yama, the judges of the Eight Mansions, only one or two of the Ten Palaces are enough, and the Judges of the Eight Mansions are similar, but they can't be without."

"But the Yin Soldier can't be without it."

"Tsk, do you plan to completely replace the bottom with a ghost?" Luo Qian touched his chin, thought about it and nodded, "It's not bad, this ghost thing really can't be killed, but as long as it can be controlled, it is an extremely good tool." ”

"You can indeed control the future, but if something happens, everything will be over."

"There's no need to worry about this, I'm sure nothing will happen to me." Yu Zhile said confidently.

"Then I'll save this ghost for you, and I won't split it." Luo Qian thought for a moment and said.

"That's a good feeling, when I have the strength, I'll come to you, of course, if you die, I'll take it myself, and by the way, I'll dig you out." Yu Zhile said half-jokingly.

Hearing this, Luo Qian's eyes narrowed slightly, "Then I'll bury myself in three parts, and you will dig it up then?" ”

"Also...... It's not impossible. Yu Zhile hesitated for a while and said.

"Hehe, you're welcome." Luo Qian sneered.

Yu Zhile touched his nose, but he didn't feel embarrassed, but he just felt that he should do this kind of action now.

Zhang Dong watched and listened, with thoughtful thoughts in his eyes.

"Twenty stations in the underworld, you have to arrange them?" Zhang Dong asked.

"There's no need to be so troublesome, the dungeon in traditional myths and stories, most of which are sites that punish the wicked, and what I need to do is to suppress and split the ghosts, and then let them fall into one place, and finally dispose of them."

"After all, ghosts don't have feelings."

"Use the ghost lake for the final storage?" Zhang Dong asked a crucial question.

"Hmm." Yu Zhile nodded, "It is most appropriate to use the ghost lake to receive the powerful ghosts who were finally split and suppressed. ”

"You're raising a ghost indefinitely, so you're not afraid of raising a fork?"

"Yes, definitely, but the ghost lake is me, I am the ghost lake, I will make a lot of arrangements, and at the same time, the useful ghosts will be created by me to make a shadow, or cultivate ghost handlers."

"A machine is bound to break if it's allowed all the time, but what if the machine is sophisticated and growing?"

"The essence of a ghost is supernatural, and supernatural is a strange thing, what I do is actually absorb and generalize supernatural."

"Create an endless loop, a cycle that can complement each other."

"I plan to let the ghost lake absorb the supernatural, so that a ghost can only obtain the law of killing, but the level of terror will be very low, and there will be no room for growth."

"I made this ghost into a book, a book in mythology, it contains the law, and the ghost lake contains the supernatural, so that the ghost lake will not get out of control due to too many killing laws."

During the four Republic of China periods, the old men who had fought against countless powerful ghosts were all in front of them when they heard Yu Zhile's words.

The horror of the ghost lies in its horror and killing rules.

The level of terror and the pattern of killing go hand in hand.

If a ghost only has terrifying supernatural abilities and does not have the law of killing, then it cannot cause harm to anything.

And vice versa.

That's what Yu Zhile did.

"I don't know how you're going to get there, but just listening to it feels more reliable than we thought at the time." Luo Qian looked at Yu Zhile, "At that time, we didn't think about separating the spirits and abilities of the ghosts. ”

"I have to say, you are a talent."

Luo Qian praised from the bottom of his heart.

Zhang Dong nodded, "You have a lot of things to think about, and you seem to have thought of a lot of loopholes." ”

"Now I want to ask you a question, you answer seriously, or I will shoot you to death!" Zhang Dong's expression suddenly became solemn, staring at Yu Zhile deadly.

Yu Zhile's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at the other three, who were also staring at him.

Yu Zhile swallowed the saliva that didn't exist, "You, ask." ”

"What are you doing all this for? To be honest, don't tell me that you see the suffering of the world and can't bear to be like a prison in the world, this must be nonsense. Zhang Dong asked coldly.

Hearing this question, Yu Zhile's eyes narrowed slightly and fell silent.

The four of them looked at him with unkind eyes.

"Alas...... It's really boring. ”

Yu Zhile sighed, and his whole temperament changed.

He looked at the four of them expressionlessly and straightened his back.

"Of course, not for the ordinary people who are like ants."

"When they die, they die, what do I have to do with it?"

"You can't expect any righteousness from me, a man who has no relatives and no cause."

"With me you do not see the thief dying of devotion, and the selfish dying of sacrifice; The conspirators, who died of loyalty, the prodigal son died of loyalty. ”

"To tell you the truth, if I am stronger than you, I will look at you like ants."

"What does the life or death of the ants have to do with me? They died vigorously, and the righteousness of their death was awe-inspiring, so can I take a look at it more? ”

"No, no, I'll just watch, and if they don't die, I'll even help them."

"I just like the feeling of standing on the top of the mountain, I like the strongest, I want to see those strong people look up at me, and then have to bow their heads and climb the mountain with me as the goal."

"I like that when I'm in a bad mood, I shoot to death a strong person that others think is strong, I like to watch my brothers turn against each other, I like to watch murder and kill my father, I like to watch the suffering in the world."

"I am such a person, and you cannot expect me to save them because I see them pitiful."

"I don't have to be so generous."

"Why do I do that, you ask?"

"It's simple, it's fun."

Yu Zhile smiled and looked at Zhang Dong, overlooking several old people.

I, Yu Zhile, will tell you today that I became a savior because I was fun, because I wanted to do whatever I wanted, because I wanted to shoot the dead casually, and then, do you want to shoot me to death?

Will you?

No, it won't, because you can't afford to wait, Yang Jian is a waste, relying on him, it won't work, you can only rely on me, because what I Yu Zhile did was the most likely thing to completely end the revival of the supernatural.

You have to put your hopes in me.

I, Yu Zhile, just like to see you look at me unpleasantly, but I have to endure my appearance because of the overall situation.

Without him, it's cool, it's comfortable, it can make him happy.

The four old men were silent, and he looked at this wanton, fearless, demonic young man.

Yu Zhile looked at them with a smile like this, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"That's pretty much enough, or I'm going to shoot you to death." Zhang Dong said coldly.

Hearing this, Yu Zhile instantly returned to his previous appearance, peaceful, and respectful to the four of them.

Of course, if they hadn't seen the young man's appearance before, they might have believed that this kid had a lot of respect for them.

"Boy, you have the ability, if you don't have the ability, with what you just said, I will bury you directly, and then pour and urine on your grave." Luo Qian looked at Yu Zhile and said as if he had eaten.

Yu Zhile smiled a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I can't help it, I can't help it, don't mind, it's just my heart, it's not true, it's not true." ”

“……”

The four were speechless.

"It doesn't matter if it's fun or whatever, as long as you can do it, we don't care." Qin Lao was a little unhappy when he saw Yu Zhile, but he had to endure not to kill him, which made him feel very aggrieved.

They see the future, and Yu Zhile really becomes.

Besides, there will be a Yang Jian in the future, and he is not bad, so he can impose some restrictions on Yu Zhile.

"As I said, you can't let Meng Lao tamper with my memories when he invades them." Yu Zhile looked at Meng Xiaodong.

The corners of Meng Xiaodong's mouth twitched slightly, and he sighed after being silent for a while, "Okay, I just don't tamper with it." ”

This kid really thinks of everything.

"Boy, you get out first, we don't want to see you for the time being." Luo Qian waved his hand, looking impatient.

Yu Zhile shrugged his shoulders, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

"There's still a day, and after a day, you won't need to see this." Zhang Dong let out a breath, apparently he was also disgusted.

"This is the first one to jump like this in front of us and not die yet." Meng Xiaodong looked up at the gray sky floating with paper ash.

They really couldn't imagine that such a thing would be born in this era.

"How did Yu Qianliu's bastard teach his children? Can't teach and don't know how to find someone to teach? Luo Qian said expressionlessly.

"The upper beam is not right, and the lower beam is crooked." Qin Lao said.

The four were silent again.

A young man appeared in their minds, a young man named Yu Qianliu.

That guy seems to be such a virtuous person.

It's really that the upper beam is not right, and the lower beam is crooked.

……

……

Dachang City, in a small area.

A young man with two swords in his hand and a large area of decay all over his body stood straight at the door of the community.

He is Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen looked down at his body, looked up at the starving ghost in the distance in a shroud, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Even if it's served, I really can't be imprisoned."

Ye Zhen let out a breath, and the rot on his body quickly disappeared.

And the young man in the shroud had a strange amount of decay on his body.

But with the appearance of decay, the figure of the young man in the shroud suddenly blurred, and when it returned to normal, all the rot on its body disappeared.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

Ye Zhen's expression became excited.

The two long swords one after the other, Ye Zhen disappeared in place.

Stinging, stinging~!

The shroud on the hungry ghost's body was instantly torn into more than a dozen parts, and a long sword pierced through the hungry ghost's neck.

Ye Zhen kicked the starving ghost in the back and pulled out the long sword.

The Hungry Man staggered a few steps forward, his figure blurring in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterward, the shroud recovered, and the wound on the neck disappeared.

Ye Zhen tilted his head slightly and disappeared again.

The confrontation continues.

But it was said that in a room in the community.

A young man who hanged himself in a strange position was already half of his body pulled into the mirror.

This is not the posture of the youth before.

Countless pairs of terrifying hands in the mirror grabbed the young man's body and tried to pull it into the abyss, and at the same time, the reflection of the young man in the mirror began to replace him, and gradually there was a tendency to merge together.

But at this time.

The young man's corpse suddenly left many hideous cuts, as if the flesh had been cut by a fierce ghost with a hideous sharp weapon.

Scarlet eyes came out of the flesh, emitting a strange red light, these lights were more conspicuous than before, as if blood was about to drip down, as if the whole world was about to melt into this blood.

Such a red light shines into the ghost mirror.

Those terrifying palms seemed to be scalded by Qi Qi, and they quickly retracted, and even the powerful ghost that changed into Yang Jian disappeared in front of the ghost mirror at this moment.

The changes are extremely strange, and they are happening quietly in this dark room.

The strange red light shone into the mirror, dispelling all the ghosts, but the mirror still attached the young man to it, as if he wanted to swallow it.

The young man's body had already emitted a faint smell of rancidity.

This is where the smell of corpses in the room comes from.

But after half of the young man's body sank into the ghost mirror, the corpse underwent a strange change, the stench on his corpse disappeared, the rotten condition was improved, and even the dense corpse spots were receding.

It's as if this ghost mirror is reversing time, taking the corpse of the young man back to before death.

This is the resurrection of the ability of the ghost mirror.

Folklore has it that people will return to their souls on the seventh day after death, and this day is called the night of the soul, also known as the first seven.

If the resentment persists after death, the person who returns to the soul for the first seven times will turn into a powerful ghost and endanger the world.

I don't know if the basis for folklore is true, or if it's some weird coincidence.

On the seventh day of the young man's hanging, the contest between the demons and the demons seems to have reached its limit.

I opened the ghost eyes that had been open for a full day and a night, and suddenly closed at this time.

The red light shining into the ghost mirror all disappeared, and even the ghost shadow covering Yang Jian's corpse seemed to fall silent, without any movement.

As soon as the red light disappeared, there were many dense footsteps in the dark mirror world, and the ghosts that had retreated before seemed to be crowded again.

"Click~!"

However, at this time, a small crack opened in one part of the ghost mirror.

A cold wind blew out of the crack, and it seemed as if there was an empty passage behind the mirror, leading to an unknown place.

But the crack is too small to do anything.

When the ghost mirror and the ghost shadow fell silent at the same time, the young man's body fell from mid-air, kneeling on the ground, motionless.

I don't know when one of the young man's heads disappeared.

No, it's not gone......

Instead, it was eaten, eaten by this strange mirror.

The weird headless body knelt in front of the ghost mirror, and I don't know how long it was, the headless body suddenly stretched out its hands and reached into the mirror.

After a while, a lifelike head was taken out by the headless corpse.

The headless corpse pressed the head against the headless neck.

The moment the head pressed against its neck, the skull opened its eyes violently.

"I ...... Am I alive? ”

The young man muttered to himself, and subconsciously raised his hand to look.

The hand was raised, but it made a clicking and dislocating sound in an anti-joint fashion.

But he didn't feel pain, and he didn't feel anything wrong.

It was still lifted very smoothly.

He sensed something was wrong with his body and slowly stood up.

His shadow was no longer visible on the ghost mirror behind him, and he couldn't leave a reflection on the ghost mirror.

"I succeeded, is this what Yu Zhile said semi-heterogeneous?"

The young man reached out and turned the wrong head back.

"It's really a little different, there is no restlessness like before, and the headless ghost is completely silent."

The young man looked at the ghost mirror in front of him, and suddenly he noticed the change of the ghost mirror, there was a crack in the ghost mirror, not big, very small.

"Broken?" The young man was a little confused.

But suddenly, the pupils of the young man, Yang Jian, shrank, and a scarlet ghost eye came out, staring at the back of the ghost mirror.

A pale hand grasped the ghost mirror, and a young man with a blank face and a sarcasm in his eyes appeared in the darkness.

"Yu Zhile?" Yang Jian frowned and looked at the young man.

The corners of the young man's mouth grinned, and he lifted the ghost mirror and disappeared into the darkness.

Without saying a word, it disappeared like that.

The room was small, but it was as dark as if it had formed a path far away.

As the youth left, the room returned to its original appearance.

"He's been watching?" Yang Jian's mood became solemn.

"Forget it, I've succeeded, and he didn't interfere."

Yang Jian pushed open the door and walked out, and was soon stunned, "This is ......"

……

Inside the ghost painting, Yu Zhile let out a breath, "It's started, I should die too." ”

In room 707, Yu Zhile walked into the room expressionlessly.

The room was not red, but a gloomy lake.

In the center of the room was a young man held by two women, one red and one white.

Behind the young man stood an illusory red cupboard, and in front of the young man floated an oil painting that had turned blood red.

Yu Zhile walked in the lake with the ghost mirror, and the corpse in front of him and the ghost automatically separated from each other.

Yu Zhile soon came to Ariel, who was deceived by him into Yu Zhile.

Reaching out and placing the ghost mirror in front of her.

The young man who had closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of resentment, "You! ”

But soon her resentment turned into confusion, and finally into complexity, "It's good to calculate yourself?" I don't think we had that tradition in our family. ”

"After today, there will be." Yu Zhile smiled, his figure began to become illusory, and he looked at the young man nostalgically, "Goodbye Yu Zhile." ”

"Goodbye, Yu Zhile." The young man closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

The ghost mirror is in place, and the little ghost marriage has completely begun.

Two blood-red candles appeared strangely and stood next to the ghost mirror.

The red candlelight flickered in the water, and the supernatural began to undergo a qualitative change.

Yu Zhile disappeared completely.

Meng Xiaodong also invaded into Yu Zhile's memory.

From today on, Yu Zhile is just a Yu Zhile whose memories and consciousness have been replaced and inherited into ghosts.

Inside the coffin, in the memory, the still world began to work.

A young man sleeping in a classroom begins to wake up.

(End of chapter)