The years I was in the human world

Today's ghost house was noisier than the dead silence of the past. Although it was still full of ghosts, all the evil ghosts were waiting in front of the house. At first glance, it seemed a bit lively. Lu Zhouxue was not allowed to move around freely, but the young man had no taboos. He jumped in through the window and before Lu Zhouxue asked him what happened outside, he said, "The ghost king is back, do you have any plans?"

"What's your plan?" Lu Zhouxue pretended to be confused, and the young man said with a look of understanding: "You are pretending to deceive the evil ghosts, but don't fool me. There is no place in the ghost palace where you can be trapped. You just stayed here because you want to see the ghost king."

"You know my thoughts so clearly, but you can't guess what I will do next?" Lu Zhouxue asked back. The more he looked at the boy's nonchalant eyes, the more familiar he felt. He always felt that he might really know the person in front of him.

"Lu Zhouxue, you don't need to test me." The young man smiled, "I have inquired about it. The Ghost King has decided to remove your divine bones during the Zhongyuan Festival. It is less than half a month away. If you want to survive, you must leave before then. Maybe after meeting the Ghost King today and finding out the questions in your heart, you will run away. Am I right?"

"Yes, you are very smart." Lu Zhouxue admitted frankly. After figuring out those problems, he would not only run away, but also take Peacock with him.

"Otherwise, why do you think I would stay in the ghost house with you and waste time?" the young man said. If not for this, he would have knocked Lu Zhouxue unconscious and carried her away. After all, he had promised Xiao Fengzhuo that he would return the person safely.

"Waste of time?" The ghost came to invite Lu Zhouxue. The ghost king wanted to see him and happened to hear the boy's last words. He raised his eyebrows and said, "If Wei Xiaolangjun can't stay any longer, you can leave. The ghost palace can't tie your hands and feet."

The person the Ghost King wants is Lu Zhouxue. No matter for the sake of Baili Changqing or Lin Xiyang, no one will stop "Wei Ruge" from leaving.

"I'm here now, but I haven't seen the Ghost King yet. How can I leave?" The young man calmly said what he had just said. He put his hand on Gongsun Wuyin's shoulder. He was tall, a whole head taller than the ghost. Gongsun Wuyin was like a baby in his arms. "Besides, my two swords haven't been returned to me yet. How can I leave?"

Gongsun Wuyin tilted his head and raised it slightly: "Want to see our master?"

"Is it okay?" The young man lowered his head with a smile, and the two of them really looked affectionate. Lu Zhouxue looked at how the young man got along with others, and thought that he and Xiao Fengzhuo were indeed from the same school, and they had exactly the same cynical temperament.

"You two should stop now." Lu Zhouxue said. Gongsun Wuyin then pushed the young man away, turned to look at him, and said seriously, "The master wants to see you."

Lu Zhouxue: "Ghost King?"

Gongsun Wuyin nodded, stepped aside to make room for the door, and made a "please" gesture.

"Can I go?" The young man behind him suddenly asked when Lu Zhouxue stepped out of the wing room. The ghost turned around and looked at a child who was planning to do something bad: "What do you want to do?"

"Nothing, just curious." The young man smiled harmlessly, and seeing this, the ghost also curled her lips and revealed a meaningful smile: "Come if you want."

He was also very curious about how the Ghost King would react when he saw him.

Gongsun Wuyin brought the two to the hall where the Ghost King enshrined the statue: "Wait a moment." After saying that, he subconsciously straightened his clothes a little, then knelt on the steps at the entrance of the hall and said respectfully: "Master, the person is here."

The young man raised his eyebrows, tilted his head to look at Lu Zhouxue, and moved his mouth: This sexy ghost has such a dignified side?

"Come in." A clear voice came from inside the palace, and the closed door of the palace opened. The two people who were originally chatting changed color. Lu Zhouxue turned his head in disbelief and looked at the back that seemed a little blurry in the flickering candlelight inside the door, his eyes almost popping out; the young man's eyes were also full of confusion and inquiry, and they all had different degrees of curiosity about the ghost king who was worshiping God devoutly inside.

The two of them, each with their own thoughts, walked into the palace filled with the aroma of burning incense. The lights were always on, and the heavy curtains were hanging down, making it look solemn and dignified, which was not what a ghost palace should have. As the two of them approached, the green-clothed evil ghost with his back to the palace also reverently inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner, and then turned around with a Prajna face on his face. Seeing the young man following Lu Zhouxue, he said softly, "Huh?" and asked Gongsun Wuyin, "Why is there someone else here?"

"Master, this is Baili Changqing's beloved disciple, Master Lin's junior fellow apprentice." Gongsun Wuyin knelt on the ground with a submissive look on his face. He did not explain why the Ghost King asked him to bring Lu Zhouxue but he sent two people instead. Instead, he introduced the young man's identity and even emphasized the last sentence.

"It seems that Wuyin has visited my temple in private." The ghost king's voice was still gentle, and no emotion could be heard. His nonsensical words seemed to be taking advantage of the situation. The sexy ghost who followed the two of them knelt down at once, and her knees hit the ground with a loud sound. Just by listening, you can tell how much force was used. This was not enough, and the sexy ghost kowtowed directly to the hard bluestone slab: "Master, please forgive me."

Before Yan Gui could break his head, Lu Zhouxue caught his forehead with his hand. He looked up at the mask on the Ghost King's face for a moment and said, "My junior brother was worried about me, so he came along. The Ghost King didn't ask me to come, so why are you blaming me?"

"You said he was your junior fellow apprentice?" The eyes under the ghost king's mask glanced at the silent boy standing next to him, and then returned his gaze to Lu Zhouxue. He looked at the latter's actions to protect the beautiful ghost, and said with some surprise, "Is Fenghuang Jun begging for my men?"

"I'm not begging for mercy, I'm just stating the facts." Lu Zhouxue said frankly. When the Ghost King spoke again, his tone was obviously smiling, but it was unknown whether he was happy or not. He waved his hand: "I haven't said what to do yet, Wuyin, you can go down."

"Yes, master." The ghost kowtowed on the ground, got up and went out.

The young man watched the ghost leave, and when he could no longer see her, he turned back to look at the Ghost King. The Ghost King also looked at him inquiringly, and their eyes met, but neither of them looked away first. After a moment of silence, the young man spoke first. He glanced at the Ghost King with a half-smile, and said in a shady tone, "The Ghost Palace builds a temple, and the evil ghosts worship the gods. The Ghost King has a unique hobby."

"Becoming an evil ghost doesn't mean you have no emotions. You still have the desire to pray to gods." The ghost king had the same calmness as the beautiful ghost. After dealing with the young man in a few words, he turned to look at Lu Zhouxue. His attitude towards the latter was a little different. His tone was so friendly that it seemed like he was reminiscing about the past. "Mr. Fenghuang is really a gentleman. He is so gentle even though he doesn't know Wuyin at all."

The Ghost King approached Lu Zhouxue as he spoke, reaching out his hand to hook up a strand of his hair that fell on his chest, his posture casual, and the young man's eyelids jumped when he saw this. He reached out and grabbed the Ghost King's wrist through his clothes, staring at him meaningfully: "This is not good, Ghost King."

“Why, are this young man and Lord Phoenix a couple?” The Ghost King did not let go, but broke free from the young man and hugged Lu Zhouxue into his arms, his arms tightly around his waist, and said frivolously, “Lord Phoenix has a very slender waist, like a woman’s.”

Lu Zhouxue was no pushover, so he naturally wouldn't let the Ghost King tease him, so he gathered a stream of Qi in his palm and blasted it towards the opponent's chest, going straight for the vital point without any mercy. However, he underestimated the Ghost King's ability, as the opponent raised his hand and pointed his sword at the palm of his hand where spiritual energy was condensed, and the Qi that he had condensed, along with the spiritual energy in his body, were all dissipated.

That would have been fine, but Lu Zhouxue felt as if his lifeblood was being held. His entire right arm began to feel a burning pain, and then all the strength in his body was gone, and he went limp. The Ghost King grabbed his burning right hand and pulled him into his arms.

Lu Zhouxue's eyes widened slightly in surprise. How could it be possible? How could something in the mortal world bind him? Lu Zhouxue tried to mobilize the divine power in his body in disbelief, and then he was shocked to find that the original power that had been with him since he was born was now as motionless as dead water.

How could this be? Lu Zhouxue's face was full of disbelief, but he heard a sigh in his ear. Time seemed to freeze at this moment. He only saw the evil spirit falling in front of him, looking at him with pity and contempt: "Don't you understand? You are gradually losing all the characteristics of being a god."

"Poor Peacock has a miserable fate, that's compassion; lingering on Xiao Fengzhuo's tenderness, that's greed; not daring to face reality, that's cowardice..." The evil spirit's words were harsh and indifferent, and they tore open Lu Zhouxue's self-deceiving fig leaf, "Gongsun Wuyin, a sexy ghost, can appear quietly by your bed, don't you really know what this means?"

This means that his power is fading, and his most fundamental reliance on God is gradually leaving him.

The evil spirit took a look at the demon-suppressing mark that bound Lu Zhouxue. He squatted in front of the latter and said, "Are you surprised just because of this? Then I am looking forward to the day when you completely fall into the mortal world."

The evil spirit appeared and disappeared in just a moment, and neither the Ghost King nor the young man noticed. For the first time, an emotion called panic appeared in Lu Zhouxue's eyes. He was afraid, but not because he was afraid of losing his identity as a god, but because he was afraid of not being able to return to Mount Buzhou and never be able to wait for the person who might come back, but he forgot that the moment fear was born, he was one step closer to being a mortal.

The Ghost King easily trapped Lu Zhouxue in his arms. Seeing that he was still trying to struggle, he couldn't help but laugh, laughing at him for overestimating his own abilities. He sighed, "My demon-suppressing mark would defeat even the ancient great demons. It's a foolish dream for the Phoenix Lord to break free by himself."

"If he can't break free by himself, that's another matter." The young man took out a quarter of the incense stick from the incense burner, flicked off the burning sparks, and pointed the incense at the ghost king's masked face. Although his expression remained unchanged, his tone was clearly angry, "Let him go."

"Do you know what you are doing?" The Ghost King looked at the incense in the incense burner being pulled out by the young man without any reverence, and his tone became gloomy. He laughed in anger and said, "Put it back."

Without saying a word, the young man took out one of the three incense sticks in his hand and threw it out. The unburned incense sank deeply into the pillar of the palace. A moment later, the pillar collapsed with a loud bang, and the whole palace shook with it. The young man's expression did not change. He took out another incense stick and pinched it between his fingertips, repeating: "Let him go."

"What if I don't?" The Ghost King said as he grabbed Lu Zhouxue's throat, and his pale fingers slowly tightened.

"Ghost King, do you want to compare which is harder, the statue behind you or the beams and pillars of the palace?" The young man held two incense sticks between his fingertips and spun them in circles, looking calm and composed, as if he was afraid that the Ghost King would not believe him. He added, "You want his divine bones, but now is not the right time and you dare not take his life. I have no taboos, so you should think about it carefully before you continue to stalemate with me."

"You are so brave to threaten me. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" The young man's words did control the Ghost King, but the Ghost King was still the Ghost King after all, and he would not let him do whatever he wanted. As soon as he finished speaking, Gongsun Wuyin and a group of evil ghosts knelt outside the palace: "Master."

Even after being threatened like this, he still did not let the evil spirits under his command enter this place, which shows that he is extremely pious.

"Ghost King, you may try it." The young man said arrogantly, but the magic incense in his hand showed the aura of an unparalleled sword. Even if he was ostentatious, it was justified.

The two of them were confronting each other, and neither of them noticed the little movements of Lu Zhouxue who was held in the arms of the Ghost King. By the time they noticed something, the entire Ghost Mansion was already covered with snow. And it was not just snow, but fierce gale that started from the border of the earth, leaving no grass growing wherever it passed.

"The mountains and rivers are desolate and desolate, and I am filled with worry and anxiety; the old calamus is defeated, but I am willing to share the remaining fragrance of the jade I once wore. When I leave my hometown, I will give my hope with an empty cup." Lu Zhouxue raised his empty eyes, and as the chanting fell, the scarlet totem from his right hand to his face faded rapidly, and the frosty air permeated the Ghost King, and frost formed on the corners of his green clothes.

Before a god loses all his features and completely turns into a mortal, he is still a god. Lu Zhouxue grabbed the ghost king's hand that was strangling his throat, forcefully pried open the ghost king's fingers one by one, and then put his fingertips on the ghost king's forehead.

The Ghost King's eyebrows jumped, and he realized what he was going to do. Just as he was about to break free, Lu Zhouxue grabbed his shoulders. The human in his eyes faded briefly, and he looked at the Ghost King with indifference and contempt, his lips opening and closing: "The dawn has suddenly risen, why should you let him return to his hometown? His loyal body is entrusted to this river; his liver and gall are very clear, and he can still swallow the light by chanting. When your green blood is exhausted, you will be old and desolate."

The gale was blowing more and more urgently, and the snow was falling like goose feathers, and soon the graves were piled up. The danger and ominousness were still covered under the vast snow, and people could not see any clues for the time being. However, the ghost king changed his face as if he had a premonition. He said to the evil ghosts outside who were looking up to catch the snow: "Get away from the snow!"

After he said this, he broke away from Lu Zhouxue and ran towards the beautiful ghost who was kneeling unaware at the door of the palace. He hurriedly took off his green clothes to block the snow falling on Gongsun Wuyin.

Unlike the Ghost King who was caught off guard, Lu Zhouxue walked calmly into the snow. His skin was as white as snow, and he looked even colder, more distant, and unattainable in the silver-white world. He took a snowflake and held it between his lips. He gently finished the last sentence of the chant: "The Fourth of the Divine Road - Mu Cang Mountain."