The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

"..."

There was an inexplicable sense in the weirdness. You Mu thought about it carefully and it seemed... that this was indeed something he would do.

Meeting the Taoist priest's somewhat embarrassed gaze, the evil ghost's cheeks flushed. He stepped back, coughed lightly, and turned his face away.

"You saved me, and we tried to break through the shackles of the outside world, but later... I can't remember, we must have failed." Yi Ming was a little lost. He seemed to have struggled in this cycle for too long, as if he was stuck in a quagmire. The more he resisted, the deeper he sank.

"Believe me, even though this sounds incredible, it's all true! At least I saw it with my own eyes!"

Yi Ming desperately wanted to seek recognition. He wanted to find someone like himself, not those puppets in Shanjiao City who could only repeat some fixed dialogues.

His memory was incomplete. Although he knew that he had repeated it many times, the memories of certain periods were blank and disordered, as if they were pieced together, cut and overlapped. Perhaps it was because they had been cleansed and erased many times by the beam of light.

But he clearly remembered that You Mu was also different.

The sleeve was pulled very hard, and the little Taoist opened his eyes and begged, his dog-like pupils staring straight at him. You Mu tugged at the sleeve, but couldn't pull it out.

"Even if what you said is true, there is something wrong with this world, but what can you tell me? How can you be sure that this cycle you mentioned is not just a waste of time?" The amount of information given by the young Taoist priest was huge and shocking enough. Because of this, You Mu could not give any response at the moment.

"..." These words stumped Yi Ming. He really couldn't answer, and he wasn't sure whether he would repeat the same mistake.

The eyes that had a few bright spots of light slowly dimmed. Yi Ming did not loosen his hand that was pulling the other person's sleeve, but he lowered his head.

"Gulu..."

The two of them were silent, but Yi Ming's stomach started to growl. The sound was unusually clear in the silent cave, and he immediately felt a little embarrassed and buried his head deeper.

But then, there was the second and third sound...

In order to chase the fox demon, he had not had a full meal for three consecutive days. Being hungry was a common occurrence, but in front of the other party...

Yi Ming loosened his grip on the other person's sleeve and started pressing on his stomach, trying to suppress the roars of hunger.

You Mu shook his sleeves, turned around and went back to the couch to lie on his side, "If you're hungry, go find something to eat, it's too noisy."

"But, I..." Yi Ming held his stomach and frowned. He didn't have much strength to get out of bed. If he went out and encountered monsters in the mountains and forests, it would be bad.

You Mu raised his head and frowned, "Why, do you mean that you want me to help you get food?"

Yi Ming was too embarrassed to speak again, but the sound of his stomach growling in the cave continued...

Even though You Mu closed his eyes and tried not to listen, the noise still made his scalp tingle. He turned over and got off the bed, and a ball of ghostly energy swept away from the cave like the wind, while the angry words remained in the cave.

"I've never seen anyone so shameless. If you're not likable as a human being, you'll get kicked even if you're a dog."

Yi Ming was lying obediently on the bed, listening to the scolding, but he didn't respond. Instead, he lowered his head and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

After begging the other party to save him last time, Yi Ming knew that the evil ghost that the world avoided, the extremely vicious ghost king in the mouths of the old Taoist priests of Zhengyang Sect, was actually a soft-hearted person who said one thing and meant another...

You Mu came back very quickly, perhaps because he was scared by Yi Ming's rumbling stomach. He not only brought back a big and fat colorful-tailed pheasant, but also carried out a package of wild fruits.

The evil ghosts that have been sealed in the Soul-Calming Tower for many years have only been thinking about eating people to fill their stomachs. Their habitual thinking has prevented them from going down the mountain to buy food. It is not easy for them to find something edible on the mountain.

Throwing the fresh pheasant and wild fruits at the end of the bed, You Mu pointed at the game that was still flapping its wings and ordered Yi Ming, "Eat!"

Yi Ming was silent for a moment as he looked at the pheasant that was cackling non-stop and unable to fly away because its tail was stepped on by the evil ghost.

It was better not to go down the mountain. He was worried that he had not done a good job of covering up, and You Mu, who had not yet appeared in the plot line, would be seen by the power in the sky if he rashly entered the city.

But... he couldn't just eat the pheasant alive.

"… Let's deal with it first."

He struggled to get up and planned to prepare the pheasant first and then roast it over an open fire. It just so happened that the fruits picked by You Mu were sweet and sour and could be used as a simple seasoning.

Perhaps it was because Yi Ming moved his body too slowly, the wound on his body caused the painful area to ooze out brown-red blood mixed with medicine.

Even the evil ghost couldn't stand it. Not long after he sat down, he stood up again, snatched the chicken wings from the little Taoist priest, and walked out of the cave.

"Forget it, stop dilly-dallying. I'll come when you have to."

Arriving outside the forest, the evil ghost, holding the stunned pheasant, suddenly fell silent. After hesitating for a long time, he slowly turned his head and asked:

"How do I kill this thing?"

“Cut the throat to let the blood, use boiling water to remove the hair…” Yi Ming walked over with a long sword, leaned aside and explained in detail.

Unfortunately, the evil ghost didn't have that much patience. He found it troublesome to just use the ghost energy to pluck the hair. When he was removing the five internal organs, he even punctured most of the gallbladder.

Fortunately, at sunset, the pheasant was finally coated with sauce and grilled over fire.

The seasonings were collected by You Mu from a pile of waste in the corner, and making fire by pinching the fingers was the first skill taught in the Zhengyang Sect.

The sky gradually darkened, and the open fire in front of me became hotter and hotter. The flames licked the fat of the meat, forcing out the oil trapped in it. The oil dripped onto the charcoal fire, exploding with the aroma of the oil. It was extremely tempting along with the aroma of cooked meat.

You Mu moved a rocking chair and placed it outside the cave, lying on his side, waiting for Yi Ming to turn over the wild fruits that were roasted on bamboo skewers by the campfire.

Ghosts don't get hungry easily, but once they have this kind of perception, it means their ghost energy is weakened and they need to capture new prey to absorb their energy. Compared to satisfying his appetite, he prefers to bite off the heads of those heavenly masters.

But the young Taoist priest in front of him said that the yellow-skinned fruit grown in the mountains and forests tastes sour, astringent and hard when eaten alone, but if it is roasted over flames, it will become soft, sweet and very good.

The evil ghost, who was used to eating living souls, licked his lips. He was temporarily intrigued and was willing to wait patiently to taste the delicious food in the other party's mouth.

Yi Ming was turning the roasted chicken while observing the temperature of the wild fruits being roasted.

When he was young, the town where he grew up was occupied and slaughtered by rampant ghosts and monsters. When the Taoist priests from the Zhengyang Sect came to suppress the monsters and exorcise the evil spirits, he was the only one left alive in the city.

The Heavenly Master used the power of the spell to break the monster attached to the neighbor's aunt. After that, Yi Ming vowed to become a Heavenly Master and embark on the path of eliminating monsters and defending the way of morality.

The fairy mountain was too far away, so he worked as a beggar and did odd jobs along the way, sleeping in the open air on his way to the Zhengyang Sect. Due to his poor qualifications, he was only employed as a cleaning servant.

During the years he stayed in the sect as a servant, he often did not have enough to eat. Fortunately, the next job he took over was to manage the medicine garden in the back mountain. Therefore, he got used to hunting wild animals to secretly fill his stomach.

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Yi Ming's experience is actually in an infinite loop, interspersed with copying and pasting of plot fragments. There are many players, and the game progress of each account is different. Every time Yi Ming's string of data is cleared from memory, it is repeated at a different time node.

In the game world, the main characters of the story all serve the players. Unlike the fixed NPCs who issue tasks, Yi Ming is a key data link that is used repeatedly by the system. That's about it.

Mu: Whose ghost king made me look like this!