Ghost Emperor Becomes God

"Ling'er, where do you think we should go now?" Cen Silun held Lin Ling's hand and walked aimlessly on the street.

"Alan, sometimes I really want to hold your hand and walk like this forever, without thinking about anything!" Lin Ling shook Cen Silun's hand and said with a smile, "It's rare to have such a leisurely time, don't you want to accompany me for a few more days of happiness?"

Cen Silun smiled and said, "Of course I'm willing to continue walking like this with Ling'er, but you sent the child away, you definitely didn't do it just because you wanted to go shopping with me, right?"

Lin Ling smiled and said, "Alan, that doll actually has the ability to assimilate. Do you think the high priest could be my sister?"

Cen Silun did not answer directly, but smiled and said: "Won't we know when we see her?"

Then he stared at her smiling face and asked, "Do you know how to meet her?"

Lin Ling nodded confidently and said, "Just follow me."

The two were walking aimlessly on the street. There were many people there, so Lin Ling pulled Cen Silun inside.

Every time she got to the front and saw that it was not the person she was looking for, she excitedly pulled him to the next group of people, looking like two playful children.

Finally, the two people stopped in front of a group of people. It was Ding Ding.

He tried a new trick today.

His spirit beast was lying on the ground pretending to be dead today. Ding Ding cried heartbrokenly: "My little Ding Ding! Why did you die? How can I live without you?..."

The people around burst into laughter, and people kept throwing spiritual stones and fairy stones to Tintin.

After everyone left, Ding Ding picked up the things on the ground with satisfaction, and then patted the spirit beast pretending to be dead on the ground: "Xiao Ding, it's okay, let's go home."

The spirit beast did not respond.

Ding Ding kicked it and said, "That's enough. I'll give you a snack today."

Still no response.

Ding Ding was anxious now. He knelt on the ground and put his hands on Xiao Ding's neck, but it was no longer breathing.

"Ah!" Ding Ding's tears immediately fell, and he screamed at the top of his lungs: "My little Ding! What happened? How could this happen?"

"Clap, clap, clap!" Sporadic applause sounded behind him.

He turned around and saw two children looking at him with a smile. They were Lin Ling and Cen Silun.

"Well, that's what true feelings show!" Lin Ling said with a smile, and a green stone was thrown out of her hand and rolled to Ding Ding's feet.

"Did you do this?" Ding Ding looked at the two of them, took a deep breath and said, "My two distinguished guests, please show some mercy and give it a chance to live. I will do whatever you want."

"Are you willing to do anything?" Lin Ling asked with her big eyes blinking.

Tintin closed his eyes in pain and said, "As long as it does not betray human ethics and morality, anything is possible."

Lin Ling smiled and said, "Tell me, how can I find your master?"

Ding Ding looked at Lin Ling in surprise and asked, "Didn't you see her in the doll shop?"

Ding Ding immediately covered his mouth and said, "Does this count as betraying my master?"

"Well, forget it." Lin Ling said with a smile: "Just wait for your master to punish you."

Then, Lin Ling took Cen Silun and turned away.

Ding Ding shouted from behind: "I even betrayed my master, please tell me to save my little Ding."

Lin Ling transmitted the message: "Just let it absorb the stone."

Tintin looked at the green stone in his hand, which was full of vitality.

He had a hunch that if he absorbed it, he would definitely improve a lot, but Xiao Ding would die.

But can he give up Xiao Ding's life for his own advancement?

He smiled bitterly and put the stone into Xiao Ding's mouth.

Xiao Ding slowly opened his eyes, hugged Ding Ding happily and said, "Master, I am not dead. It is so good to see you again."

Ding Ding looked at Xiao Ding in surprise. It spoke, not telepathically, "Xiao Ding, can you speak now?"

Xiao Ding said in surprise: "Yes, Master. I can speak now, that's great."

Ding Ding happily hugged Xiao Ding and spun around. Suddenly, he remembered what his master had said to him: "When Xiao Ding starts to speak, you will be the high priest of Bucheng."

"If I become the high priest, what about my master?" There are many priests in Bu City, but there is only one high priest, who is equivalent to the master of Bu City and even the entire witch world.

If Xiao Ding becomes the master of the witch world, will the original high priest die?

"No, Master!" Tintin suddenly realized something. Those two children, a boy and a girl, were they going to kill the master?

No, the master cannot be killed. Then what will happen to the master if I become the high priest?

Tintin held Xiaoding and ran quickly to the doll shop. He wanted to know what would happen.

Lin Ling and Cen Silun came to the Encounter Shop again. When the waiter saw them, he knew their origins instantly and said, "Please follow me, my two distinguished guests."

The two followed the waiter, entered a door, walked through a dark corridor, and came to a gloomy door.

The waiter knocked on the door and said, "The distinguished guest from last time is here."

"Well." A woman's voice came from inside: "Let them in."

The waiter wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and left quickly. He actually discovered a huge secret: the high priest was a woman.

But, so what? He quickly calmed down. This was the High Priest's world. So what if it was a man? So what if it was a woman?

He forced himself to calm down, returned to the store, and sorted out the dolls and cleaned the store as usual.

Ding Ding walked in from outside and asked, "Did anyone go to see the master just now?"

The waiter said respectfully, "Yes, sir, a boy and a girl."

Ding Ding frowned and asked, "Have you seen the master?"

The waiter shook his head and said, "I didn't see it, I just heard the sound."

Ding Ding looked into the waiter's eyes and said, "Your heartbeat and eyes tell me that you are different today. You must know something?"

The waiter knelt on the ground and said, "Master, please spare me."

He didn't dare to say it, for he was afraid that he would die if he said it.

Ding Ding put his hand on his forehead. Since he was unwilling to say, he had to check it himself.

After checking his memory, Ding Ding clapped his hands and said nonchalantly, "Tsk! I thought it was a big deal, but you got so scared just because you heard Master's voice was different. What a loser!"

"I wonder if I can eavesdrop?" Tintin thought, "Will Master blame me if he finds out?"

He tiptoed into the corridor, and suddenly a door opened. A serious middle-aged man appeared inside. He asked sternly, "Ding Ding, what do you want to do?"

Ding Ding was startled. He looked at the person who came and immediately lowered his head and said, "Dad."

The man said softly, "Go out and play. You don't have much time left to play."

Ding Ding wanted to say something, but the man suddenly frowned and said in a deep voice: "Why don't you get out of here?" Ding Ding left quickly.