If the ghost's killing law is triggered but only for one person, then ordinary people in this era will live a very easy life.

"To be honest, your idea is good, but it's very difficult to implement." Luo Qian was silent for a while and said.

"So, I'll be very busy, but I still have to ask those ghost riders to die and bring peace to future generations." Yu Zhile looked at the wooden house, very missing, a table, a chair and a bed.

There was nothing but that, not even a quilt.

Not to mention the tea he wanted.

"They don't want to die like that." The old man shook his head.

"Sooner or later, I'll just die." Yu Zhile said expressionlessly.

"I will subtly let those ghosts after the resurrection of the ghosts inherit the memories, and then distort their killing laws, changing the too troublesome and too laborious, thankless things I have to do less now."

"You're waiting for someone who can quickly put an end to the paranormal resurgence." Yu Zhile turned his head to look at the old man, "But it's a pity, I'm very slow, and none of you can see it in person except for Zhang Youhong." ”

"But it's okay, I'll pity you, and when it's too peaceful in the back, I'll summon your spirits out so that you can see what the real peaceful and prosperous world is."

The old man's eyes moved slightly, and he had some hope, "Okay, I'll wait until I wake up again and see the same as you said." ”

"If it's different, then don't blame me for scolding you."

The old man said half-jokingly.

"Feel free to scold, I can take care of you and count your skills." Yu Zhile said indifferently.

"Hahaha!"

The old man laughed and shook his head until he was calm.

He stood up, "Let's go, take you to see something interesting, and when I die, you will inherit here, whether to keep it as it is or take it away, depending on your mood." ”

Yu Zhile didn't speak and stood up.

The next moment, the surrounding scene changes.

When he stood still, they came to a very strange graveyard.

There is a fenced gate with a rusty coffin nail stuck in the door.

Inside the fence are graves, but these graves are strangely large, the smallest is the size of a thatched house, and the largest is directly like a two-story building.

Judging by the scale of these tombs, it is enough to imagine how terrifying the things buried inside are.

"Walk in and see?" The old man stood in front of the fence gate and looked at Yu Zhile.

Yu Zhile nodded and walked into the cemetery.

The moment he walked in, he sensed something was wrong.

His consciousness was uncontrollably drowsy, as if he hadn't slept for a long time, very sleepy, very sleepy.

"This road ......"

Yu Zhile shook his head and cleared the drowsiness in his head.

"How does it feel?" The old man looked at Yu Zhile with a smile in his eyes.

"Can this path suppress the consciousness of the living, or the consciousness of the ghost?"

Yu Zhile didn't move on, he could feel that this was the limit of this road.

"It's useless to suppress ghosts, but the living."

"If a ghost with wisdom walks on this yellow mud path, his consciousness will be suppressed."

"Unfortunately, this is only part of the puzzle, and I haven't found the rest."

The old man sighed, it was a pity.

"The level of terror is not low, if it was the old man just now, he would be suppressed directly."

"It's of no use to me."

Yu Zhile stepped on the soil under his feet, it was very thick, but it felt very sticky when he stepped on it.

This path has a very restrictive effect on ghosts.

He felt a little stagnant when he first lifted his foot.

"What if it all is made up?" The old man was interested, he asked.

"I'm going to have some trouble now, too." Yu Zhile estimated it and replied truthfully.

The old man nodded, "Then what do you think of this road as Huangquan Road?" ”

Yu Zhile's eyes moved slightly, and he thought about it carefully, "The killing law of this road is very in line with the requirements of Huangquan Road, but it is not enough, I have a way to deal with the horror here, but this killing law is insufficient." ”

"If after making it up, this path can directly suppress the consciousness of ghosts, and at the same time, it can also suppress the killing law of powerful ghosts, then it's okay."

Speaking of this, Yu Zhile paused, he looked up at the old man, "If this road can really follow what I said, I can even strip away the killing law of the powerful ghost who walked on this road without spending too much effort, and let the powerful ghost directly become a ghost, but a ghost who can't kill people." ”

This is very much in line with Yu Zhile's previous prediction, the ghost lake increases the level of terror, he manipulates the law of killing, or specially makes a thing to store the law of killing.

This way the risk of him getting out of control will be greatly reduced, if not at all.

His current thinking is more perfect, he is now a ghost lake, and He Yin'er is a ghost bride.

But in the end, the ghost lake is also a ghost bride, because the ghost lake has all the spirits of the ghost bride.

And because of the little underworld marriage, the ghost bride and the ghost lake have also become the same existence.

This is equivalent to that he is a ghost lake, but he has all the spirits of the ghost bride, and He Yin'er is a ghost bride but has all the spirits of the ghost lake.

His current idea is to strip away those useless killing laws and store them, and the ghost lake has obtained too many killing laws, so much that there is nothing that is not in his killing laws.

There are many rules of killing, and he will slowly form instincts, forming the instinct of a powerful ghost, and once this happens, then he will become a real ghost, a ghost who acts on instinct.

He is different from Yang Jian, he is in charge of himself, not a ghost boy who has Yang Jian's memories.

So, he is not controlled by instinct, by those laws of killing.

If it weren't for that, it would be very hard for him to suppress his instincts and not allow himself to act on instincts.

This is also the reason why he considers himself a demigod.

The risk of him getting out of control is not small.

"You can try to make up for it, your current strength will be easy to find the ghost you want." The old man thought for a moment and said.

"By the way, I remind you of one thing, there are too many killing patterns that will cause problems."

Yu Zhile nodded, "I know that if there are too many killing rules, it will be easy to get out of control, and I am thinking of a way now." ”

There are actually only a few abilities that top-level ghost riders have.

And most of them are complementary, or opposite.

Come to think of it, otherwise, you basically can't control the second ghost.

The law of killing is a drag, and the essence of the supernatural is just the degree of terror.

Some people control four or five ghosts, but they can't beat the ghost rider who controls one ghost.

There are many ghosts, there are many killing rules, and sincerity is not important.

It's always been the strength that matters.

"You and Zhang Dong died about the same time, but you are in front." Yu Zhile walked up to the old man and looked at this strange cemetery.

This is the deepest part of the Endless Grave.

The old man sighed, "Still can't beat that guy." ”

"I'll take this road away, after you die, I'll collect your body, I'll take over the cemetery, if I can, I'll use this place as the foundation of the underworld, but it's definitely going to be moved." Yu Zhile said.

The Endless Graveyard is a great place to be the foundation of the underworld, it's huge, and this place of the Spirited is special.

As long as there are ghosts buried, and the place where they are buried is not far from here, then it belongs to the endless graveyard.

With a little touch, the Endless Graveyard is no less than a ghost painting.

A ghost is a realm, some can move, some can't, but it's also a ghost, like the Endless Graveyard.

"You can do whatever you want, I don't care about that." The old man waved his hand, not careless.

Yu Zhile nodded, stepped on the yellow mud path, and the next moment, this path to the deepest part of the cemetery began to disappear.

The old man looked at the disappearing yellow mud path and sighed, "It's not a little bit stronger. ”

"You're going to take that ghost away, aren't you?" The old man asked suddenly.

"No, but I'm going to wake it up first." Yu Zhile said.

"Then I'll bring it." The old man nodded, and then disappeared in place.

After a while, the old man reappeared, but with a skinless corpse in his hand.

The corpse is in the form of a child, and the level of horror is not high.

Looking at this ghost skin that was ripped off, the ghost was also torn out, and the ghost was just made up.

If he didn't know what kind of character this ghost was when he was alive, he would never believe that this guy would be the top ghost master of the Republic of China.

Yu Zhile looked at the corpse and thought for a moment to reach out and hold the corpse's head.

The terrifying spirit began to weave, and the old man laid down the boy's body.

The corpse did not fall to the ground, but hovered strangely in the air, as if Yu Zhile was holding the boy.

But the problem is that Yu Zhile's hand is just on the boy's head, not on the boy's head.

Yu Zhile tilted his head slightly, thought about it, and a white human skin appeared, which he draped on the boy's body.

The moment the human skin came into contact with the boy, it was directly and perfectly attached to the boy's body.

The boy's eyes began to tremble, and then slowly opened.

The boy's eyes were a little confused, but he quickly cleared up.

Yu Zhile let go of the boy, and the boy fell steadily to the ground.

"Am I alive again?"

The boy looked at his hand, "Interesting. ”

He looked up at Yu Zhile, "So, my current identity is a staff member of the underworld?" ”

Yu Zhile nodded.

The boy touched his chin, "Isn't it a little ...... for me Lin Ying to work for someone else?"

"Forget it, it's not impossible."

"When Luo Qian dies, I will temporarily manage the cemetery?"

"Is that the ghost here for me to deal with?"

The boy stared at Yu Zhile and asked, he didn't look at Luo Qian from beginning to end.

"Feel free, but if you eat too much, I'll eat ghosts." Yu Zhile smiled dangerously.

The old man looked at this scene with some surprise in his eyes.

"How?" The old man asked.

"Memories copy and pull, and then assimilate into ghosts." Yu Zhile said casually.

It's a very easy thing to say, but the old man knows very well how small the space for operation is.

Looking at Lin Ying's current appearance, it is obvious that he has a complete memory of his life, which can be regarded as a resurrection from the dead.

Is this kid already capable of doing such a thing?

"If you want to recover your previous strength, it will take a lot of time, so if you are surnamed Luo, you will have to trouble it next." The boy tilted his head into a seeming smile.

"Are you sure?" The old man smiled.

The boy touched his chin, "Sleeping in the grave feels like a lot of cake, it's not fun." ”

The old man smiled and said nothing, just looked at the boy.

"I have to go."

Yu Zhile looked into the depths of the cemetery, looking at the eerie scene, but he saw the scene of a little girl holding a white cat and riding on the back of a hidden Ao.

Coco does like to play, it's true.

Retracting his gaze, Yu Zhile's eyes moved slightly, and a picture appeared in his mind.

When this picture disappeared, Yu Zhile left the cemetery directly, and began to look for the destination without taking the bus.

The ghost who can strip away the law of killing ghosts.

Seeing Yu Zhile leave.

The old man looked down at the boy, "Tell me, what did you think at the beginning?" ”

The boy shrugged, "I'm dying, I can do whatever I can." ”

The old man was speechless, shook his head, and turned to leave.

The boy looked around and smiled, his gaze always dangerous.

He is indeed weak now, but he is not in a hurry, his ghost is still there, and he can start over.

"Dad, I feel like I'm an idler."

In the old mansion, Zhang Xianguang looked at the old man sitting on the Taishi chair and felt a little helpless.

"According to my plan, I should have acted soon, but because of him, my plan was just gone."

"Now that he's not in real life, I don't know what to do."

Zhang Dong opened his eyes slightly, "Will you find a wife, will you have a child?" ”

Zhang Xianguang: "......"

"Isn't it too late to say that?"

The old man sat up straight, his eyes calm, "Zhang Youhong can relive the third life, why can't you?" ”

"She can live again, and she can have children, but you can't live again?"

"Zhang Falcon is dead, and now the old Zhang family is still alive, only you and I still have Youhong."

"Rebel, do you want the Zhang family to be the queen?"

Zhang Xianguang swallowed his saliva and was a little afraid to speak.

"I gave birth to you after I became a ghost rider, so you were born to eat this bowl of rice."

"You have your ambitions, I understand and support them, so I don't bother to care about you."

"Now your ambitions have become bullshit, and you're running to you now asking you what you're supposed to do."

"Zhang Xianguang, you said that if you weren't my cub, would you be shot to death by me?"

Zhang Dong looked at Zhang Xianguang expressionlessly.

Zhang Xianguang swallowed his saliva again, a little cramped and uneasy, and after a long time, he asked nervously, "Or, I will also go to live again?" ”

"And then?" Zhang Dong's gaze softened slightly.

"I think you should like your granddaughter." Zhang Xianguang hesitated for a while and asked.

Zhang Dong nodded, "I'll arrange it, and I'll help you pull out your body." ”

"Uh...... Forget about the body, my body doesn't have to work again. Zhang Xianguang hurriedly shook his head.

"No, I think so." Zhang Dong looked at Zhang Xianguang.

Zhang Xianguang stopped talking, he felt that if he said one more word, he would be shot to death, and then his father would directly take out his own body and beat him up, and finally arrange him with heavy work.

"Okay, so listen to you, just, can you see it?" Zhang Xianguang asked with some concern.

"It's your business." Zhang Dong didn't bother to pay attention to this rebel, "Go and arrange the funeral yourself, and before I die, I will arrange it for you." ”

“……”

Zhang Xianguang was silent, did not speak, got up and walked to the patio, and then turned on the ghost and left the old mansion.

Zhang Dong looked at Zhang Xianguang who was leaving, nodded slightly, and turned back.

(End of chapter)