different devil life

These are all ghosts.

Behind him, it turned out to be a large cemetery.

Wang Zhong knocked on his head, a little strange, because his previous memories were gone, who he was, how he came here, how he died, and no important information.

"It really is a lonely soul with no name, and I can't even remember the name."

Wang Zhong recalled the reminder of this mission. It was indeed said in the mission that he has no memory this time. His current sobriety means that he has changed from an ordinary incomplete soul to a serious ghost.

My ultimate goal now is to become a human being, but it's obviously impossible to stay here all the time. According to the prompt, a person will die in front of me later, and then it's time to possess me.

"I don't know when to wait."

After sorting out his thoughts, Wang Zhong felt that it was necessary to figure out what he was afraid of and what he could do right now.

First, he looked at his tombstone.

After a closer look, I didn't have a tombstone, and there was only a pile of loess and a straw mat where I was buried.

"Could it be that he was killed and buried here casually?"

The more Wang Zhong thought about it, the more likely it was, because the other lonely souls behind him all had tombstones, and only the place where he was buried was flat, with only a cup of loess and a straw mat.

And looking at the clothes on his body, he was wearing ordinary T-shirts and other clothes, so it was obvious that he died accidentally.

"Look at me, I'm only in my 20s, and I just died like this..."

Wang Zhong sighed, and reached out to touch his face. He could touch it, but it wasn't the feeling of the skin, but an invisible and intangible gas feeling.

Then touch your hand, it feels the same.

I clapped my hands and tried it. It felt like a puff of gas, and with the deepening of the force, this puff of gas tended to dissipate.

But once he stopped applauding, the gray gas condensed together again.

"This body is really interesting."

Wang Zhong didn't expect the soul body to be like this. After thinking about it, it seems that the evil things encountered in this world that can't survive the age of 21 are similar.

"In this way, the ghosts in every world are the same."

Knowing his situation, Wang Zhong tried to touch some things.

He stretched out his hand to touch the stone, but it was a pity that his hand did not touch the stone, and there was no response at all.

Can't touch something?

Wang Zhong felt a little pity, and then tried again.

Touch the tree, touch the grass, touch the pebbles.

After trying one by one, Wang Zhong found that it wasn't that he couldn't touch it, but that he didn't have enough energy.

For example, if you step on a stone, you can move the stone because the soul power on the leg is strong.

"It seems that my soul power is too weak."

Regarding this point, Wang Zhong was not surprised, because he had just woken up, so his ghost was indeed still in a very weak state.

"Then, all that's left is to try to see if I can go elsewhere."

Wang Zhong kicked his feet and started to walk.

In the ghost state, his speed was very slow, and after walking a distance of about ten meters, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew.

"Huhuhu......"

In an instant, Wang Zhong felt that the soul power in his body seemed to be dissipating.

Wang Zhong suddenly felt some tightness in his chest. It felt like he couldn't breathe, even though he didn't need to breathe in his current state.

Although it was very uncomfortable, Wang Zhong still gritted his teeth and persisted, he wanted to try his limit.

"Huhuhu......"

The cold wind blew again.

Wang Zhong felt that his body was going to be blown away, and the gray soul body was dissipating.

"Not right..."

Wang Zhong stepped back quickly, and his body felt much better.

"Looking at it like this, I can't get too far away from the corpse."

Wang Zhong frowned, thinking of the ghost he met when he couldn't live to be 21 years old.

Those ghosts are strong and weak. For example, when I met the half-sister for the first time, her soul body could only be confined in the house, because she was buried there, so she couldn't leave.

"My corpse is not far away, so I can't leave too far away. On the other hand, I'm afraid it's also because of this place..."

Wang Zhong looked at the sky. Because of the many corpses buried in this place, the surrounding area was extremely cloudy, especially in the sky, it seemed that there was a dark cloud covering this place.

Coupled with the dense forests all around, the unique conditions make this place a place where Yin Qi gathers.

In the world where he could not live to be 21 years old, Wang Zhong remembers that ghosts seem to be able to cultivate, and ghosts who know how to cultivate can become powerful ghosts by swallowing souls and absorbing these yin qi, so they can roam anywhere without restraint .

Although he hadn't studied how to cultivate Yinhun, Wang Zhong generally understood it, so he stood where he was buried, breathing the Yin energy around him.

I don't know how long it took, a ray of light rose in the sky.

The sun is coming out.

When a ray of light shone on him, Wang Zhong immediately felt uncomfortable all over, and the originally solid soul power suddenly became erratic.

"It seems that I am afraid of the sun's rays."

Wang Zhong looked at the sky helplessly, and with a movement, he turned into a wisp of green smoke and entered the cemetery where he was buried.

Wang Zhong himself was very surprised when he turned into green smoke, he didn't know when he would acquire this skill.

After thinking about it, he attributed it to an instinct, just as babies are born to blink and cry, so it is also an instinct for him to disappear into smoke.

"It's hot outside."

Lying on the dilapidated straw mat, Wang Zhong could feel that his corpse had long since decayed and turned into a skeleton without any sign of life.

With a thought, I wanted to absorb some Yin Qi to practice, but found that I couldn't absorb it at this time.

"It seems that the daytime also affects my cultivation, forget it, let's rest first."

A day passed before he knew it, and the night looked very good today, but there was no wind outside, so Wang Zhong went out and saw a few old neighbors.

An old man, his tombstone reads: Tomb of Chen Zhouzi.

A woman, her tombstone reads: Tomb of Wang Ximei.

There is also a child whose tombstone seems to have been gone for a long time. The words on the tombstone have long been deserted, and the previous handwriting cannot be seen clearly.

"Chen Zhouzi, can you speak?"

Wang Zhong asked boredly, while absorbing Yin Qi at the same time.

The old man was still looking at the sky, expressionless.

"Hey, why didn't you say anything?"

It's a pity for Wang Zhong. It seems that he is the only ghost here who has given birth to sanity.

In this case, it is unlikely that I want to ask something.

Then Wang Zhong suddenly thought of a very important question.

There are so many tombstones here, why are only a few of them turned into ghosts, why don't some other tombstones have ghosts?

What are the conditions to become a ghost?

Another boring night passed.

Originally, Wang Zhong thought that after he came here, he would leave here soon, but after more than half a year, no one came.

"Is it agreed that someone will die here?" Wang Zhong sighed.

Suddenly, it rained heavily that night, and in the distance, a carriage was driving fast.

Wang Zhong's eyes were fixed. This world is obviously a modern world. How could there be a carriage coming?

Chapter 475

Taking a closer look, Wang Zhong found that something was wrong with the carriage.

A normal carriage should make a rumbling sound when it is running, but the sound made by this carriage turned out to be the sound of wind.

This is a very strong wind, and the wind sweeps the surrounding yellow sand and mud, and you can vaguely see the gray fog around the carriage.

At the same time, a soaring Yin Qi swept towards this side, and Wang Zhong could see that the dark clouds in the sky were denser and denser, almost making the surrounding airtight.

Wang Zhong finally saw that this carriage had no entity at all, but a carriage similar to their ghosts.

At the front end of the carriage, a man in a black robe galloped on and rushed towards here.

At this time, the old man squatting beside his tombstone, who had been unknown behind him, suddenly sensed something and looked over there.

"Chen Zhouzi, your Yangshou has arrived!"

The man in black on the carriage shouted angrily, startling Chen Zhouzi.

Only then did Chen Zhouzi raise his head, and drifted towards the man in black in a daze.

In a short time, Chen Zhouzi had come to the side of the carriage.

"Get in the car." The black-robed man's words were like an order, and Chen Zhouzi got into the car without saying a word.

Wang Zhong didn't know the identity of this black-robed man, so he didn't dare to move, but when the black-robed man was about to leave, he suddenly looked towards him.

Under the black robe was a face without eyes.

His eyes seemed to be sealed by something, as if there was a lump of flesh stuck to them.

"In this remote place, there are also lonely souls who become spirits. Could it be related to the recent smuggling out of things below?"

The man in black was talking to himself, then suddenly jumped off the carriage and walked towards Wang Zhong.

"What's your name?" the man in black asked.

Wang Zhong: "..."

I didn't expect the other party to greet him. There are so many lonely souls behind him, why only greet him?

Strictly speaking, Wang Zhong didn't want to have any contact with this black-robed man, he was afraid that he would be blown out of his wits.

But now that he's here, let's be smarter: "My lord, I just became wise a few days ago."

"I see."

"How do adults see it?"

"Your eyes." The man in black said, "It's rare to see someone like you, just right."

"What do you mean, my lord?" Wang Zhong heard that the man in black seemed to be interested in him, but he didn't know what his purpose was.

"Do you know who I am?"

Wang Zhong shook his head, wondering if these great people like to ask questions when they talk, maybe this is a bad taste of the superiors, if they want to get along well, sometimes these bad tastes must satisfy the superiors.

"I'm the Yin Division of the Underworld, and I specialize in dealing with you lonely souls who have reached Yangshou."

"Zhiyin Division..." Wang Zhong understood a little bit, the other party should be someone like Black and White Impermanence: "My lord, we are already lonely souls, how come Yangshou."

"There are two kinds of souls. One is because of accidental death, before the yangshou is reached, and resentment breeds, so it stays here, and the other is smuggled up from below. All of you here died before the yangshou. This Chen Zhou Zi, when he was young, he was fed medicine by his wife and died, it was an accident, and his life span has not yet come, so he has been here all the time."

No wonder he kept saying not to drink it, it turned out that he died after drinking the medicine.

Wang Zhong thought about it and asked, "He seems to have lost his mind."

"That's right. For those of you who died in the wilderness, it's really not easy to be sane. If you can meet people, it will be much easier."

"Why."

"Because of popularity."

What the black-robed man said was very mysterious, Wang Zhong didn't understand at all, so he could only ask again: "Your Excellency, you are the Yin Division, why do you only catch the souls of Yangshou?"

In Wang Zhong's view, all souls are the same, that is, they must be caught. It seems that they can't live in the world of 21 years old. When a person dies, the soul will ascend if there is no accident.