Ghost Life

"Brother, grandpa wants you to come back."

Listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, the man had no choice but to respond. Although he hadn't been back for a long time, the atmosphere at home was too depressing. He really wanted to return to a normal life.

Going back to the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors every year is the most depressing moment for him.That hut, those people, and those things are the responsibility of the public, and it is a crime.

The atonement did not completely purify the grievances in that house. In every generation of the public house, there are yin and yang people, and the psychics help people deal with supernatural events and atone for sins. Psychics are afraid of spirits, the previous generation of psychics is getting old, and the next generation has no trace yet...

Gong Ye looked at the black stone on his wrist, which was his greatest savior for more than 20 years, no matter when, he never took it off.

Although it's only a return to normal on the surface...Gong Ye understands...that is the responsibility that the public needs to bear, it's just...a psychological problem that cannot be overcome...

"Brother...Grandpa asked you to come back not to force you to do something, in short, you just come back first..."

Gong Ye was silent for a while, then said, "I see."

"Grandpa, is this really okay?" The young man sitting on one side asked the old man above.

The old man pulled his beard and sighed: "Shi Ling is destined to have a catastrophe this year. Although there is an opportunity to help, who knows where the opportunity is? It's better to come back and feel at ease..." At least there is an old man like me...

"Brother won't be happy when he comes back..."

"I know..." The calamity should be because of the Mo Lingyu, right?Thousands of years ago, after the ownerless Mo Lingyu closed itself, magic artifacts have been covered in dust for thousands of years.According to the ancient records, after a thousand years, Mo Lingyu will choose a master again. This time, they are here...

Ten spirits... come back as soon as possible, now is not the time to be willful...

"Come back? Are you still willing to come back?" The old man looked at his grandson's cold face, and really couldn't figure out why he was so timid.

"grandfather."

"Recently stay at home."

"Can you tell me why?" Gongye was puzzled.

Before the old man could speak, several people suddenly appeared in the room and said with a smile, "You don't need your grandpa to tell you!"

Gong Ye stood up in front of the old man, clenched his fists tightly.

"Boy, bring Mo Lingyu to follow us for a few years, in the future... it won't do you any harm." Said a strange man with scales on the tip of his hair.

"What is Mo Lingyu?" Gong Ye asked with a frown.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, the Mo Lingyu is useless in your hands, if you keep it, it will only cause trouble!"

The old man stood up from behind and said, "Since that's the case, you should know that Mo Lingyu will choose a new master after thousands of years without a master. It will only be re-opened in the hands of the owner's descendants."

"My father's family has been repaying the crimes left by the ancestors of the father's infatuation for generations. You should be very clear about the situation at that time. The blood seal of the father's family has been no different from ordinary people for thousands of years. Now that the seniors know that Mo Lingyu treats me Waiting for ordinary people to be useless, why not come back when the millennium expires. The public has been here for thousands of years, and the whole family will not move away for a thing that is not beneficial to us. Besides, even if we move away, we Can you still not find the skills of the few? A few months is nothing to the seniors..."

Several monks glanced at each other, and it was the one who spoke: "In this case, we will wait for a few more months. Wait until the millennium expires, and then we will bother you again."

"Then many thanks to the seniors."

Several people chuckled and disappeared into the room.

"Shi Ling, are you afraid?" The old man closed his eyes and asked Gong Ye behind him.

"Not afraid."

"Oh?"

"Grandpa, who are they?"

"You know that our family has redeemed for generations, do you know what it is for?" Gong Ye shook his head.

"Almost a thousand years ago, after the ancestors of the public family became demons, they massacred the city and collected their souls, which caused chaos among the three races of humans, monsters, and demons. Make a blood oath, and the family will atone for their sins from generation to generation until the resentment dissipates."

"That room?"

"That's right, when the Mo Lingyu lost its owner, there was a period when there was no owner to open it. Among them, the souls of human monster monks could be repaired after escaping, and those ordinary people who died in vain could not dispel their grievances and gathered together. The reason for living here."

"Then... Grandpa, what exactly is Mo Lingyu?"

The old man smiled: "Have you carried it for more than 20 years, haven't you found it unusual?"

Gong Ye took off the chain from his hand: "Grandpa, you mean...this?"

"That's right." The old man looked down and stopped suddenly: "Shi Ling, why did this shape change?"

Gong Ye pinched it up and looked at it: "It seems... has changed?"

"Give it to me first, Shi Ling, you go out first." The old man frowned and said seriously.

"Grandpa, are you okay?" Gong Ye asked worriedly.

The old man waved his hand, and didn't say anything after Gong Ye left.

He looked down at the ink bead in his hand: big trouble...

"Can the one inside come out and say something?"

After waiting for a long time, a voice came out from inside: "I can't come out, but, old man, if you want to ask something, I will know everything." It was a young and gentle voice.

The old man pondered for a while, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I don't know, I've been here since I woke up..."

"How long?"

"I don't know...there's no time here..."

"Can I... can I ask, how did you get in there?"

"There was an accident at the time, and I thought I was dead, but for some reason, I was sucked into this thing. Later, I woke up and saw that many people had left. I didn't have time."

"..." The old man paused, it turned out...he was a lucky guy...

"Then... are you the master of this now?"

"Master... Maybe..." The voice hesitated.

"I think you should have heard what happened just now?"

"……Um."

"The choice of the master of the Mo Lingyu is autonomous, and no one can intervene. If the master dies, it can only be opened again after a thousand years in the hands of the former master and descendants. I think... this senior should be the last master of the Mo Lingyu... ..." the old man said in a deep voice.

"Old man, you don't have to address me respectfully. You can just say what you want to say."

The old man laughed softly: "Since you heard it, you should understand that after a few years, they will come again, if they don't get Mo Lingyu, my family will definitely be the target of venting their anger."

"..."

"The public family needs inheritance, and the blood oath is unbreakable. I think you must be extraordinary to be recognized by the spirits of the Mo Lingyu. Then, senior, can you do my public family a favor."

"Although I don't think I'm special, please tell me, I will do my best."

"Every generation of my family has psychics, but this generation is very afraid of spirits. I don't know what the elders can do?"

The voice inside hesitated for a while, and said, "There is a way, but it can't be done in the short term."

The old man smiled: "It's good if there is a way."

"……Um."

In Mo Lingyu, the sky is full of white mist, there is only one room in the center and the surrounding flowers and trees, a big world, and a very small space.

The gentle and jade-like person is floating, opposite is another floating white fur ball, no animal can be seen, just like the white ball has become a spirit, except for the small head, the rest is the body, and even the limbs cannot be seen.

"I don't know anything, why should I answer?" The man was a little dissatisfied, frowning and asked the hairball.

"Since I asked you to agree, there is a way." Mao Qiu's voice was soft and soft, which made people feel uneasy.

Maoqiu saw that he had been silent, and said again: "Danmu, I know you are angry about admitting the master, but I really don't want to recognize those people. When I first realized it, I felt that the previous master was not You didn't use me to do what you should do, but used me as a carrier of resentful spirits, I am an immortal weapon, how I have suffered such contempt."

Shen Danmu reached out and touched the fur on its body, silently comforting it.

"Although you are only a soul body, we have been together for so long, and I know your character, so I chose you. Those people are not worthy to be my master."

Shen Danmu hugged it into his arms, and said with a smile: "From now on, please teach me a lot."

"Humph~"

"What should I do with the matter I just promised?" Shen Danmu asked lately, he really didn't know what to do.

"It's simple. Since he is afraid, we must help him overcome his fear. I think what he is afraid of should be the horrible appearance, so that he thinks that his heart is like what he sees. Just let him understand, Ling, It’s enough to distinguish between good and evil.”

"...Then what should I do?"

"Danmu, the outside world has been around for thousands of years, do you want to go home and have a look?" Maoqiu asked.

"?" Shen Danmu was a little puzzled, but more silent. At that time, the accident happened, his parents must be very sad, and his younger sister was underage. These things made him uneasy in the early days of being here. Later... probably time dilutes everything, he Gradually no longer remember for a long time, now, if it is really possible, then of course I want to.

"I have your era thousands of years ago here, and the scenes are generally the same. However, you have to remember that this is an illusion, although most of it happened in the past."

"Does this... have anything to do with what we are going to do?"

"Of course, this illusion will appear in his consciousness, and his consciousness will naturally appear in the illusion. At that time, you only need to guide him."

"Okay." Shen Danmu smiled.

Gong Ye took the Mo Lingyu back and put it on his hand. He thought that since it was so precious, it would be better to keep it with his grandfather, but he was rejected by his grandfather. In this case: "Grandpa, I will try my best to protect it."