What's wrong with stealing some of your yang energy!

Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain, and there was a big mountain in the temple...

Ah no, start over.

Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and there was a mass grave on the mountain, and there was a very fierce mountain king in the field!

Hey, that's Bai Ling.

Bai Ling lay in the comfortable small grave bag, sucking in the refreshing spiritual energy, looking at the stars scattered in the vast night sky, turned over, and lay down in a more comfortable position.

This mass burial ground was (he guessed) a "community" where homeless ghosts gathered nearby for hundreds of years.

There are local users, such as Yushu Linfeng Fengshen, the handsome, wise and mighty mountain king Bai Ling; there are also ghosts who don't know when they died, where they died, and who they are. There are no ghosts from outside."

Of course, the King of the Mountain is so kind, even though the Sanwuwai ghosts don't have ID cards and refuse to pay the property fee of the community, the King of the Mountain reluctantly lets them live.

Tonight, for some reason, Bai Ling's heart kept beating, as if something was going to happen, and he was able to fall asleep for a long time, but it was rare that he couldn't sleep, sitting on the small tip of the grave bag and lost in thought.

In fact, I don't know if this grave bag is his or not. It looks very pitiful because it is broken and small. There is only a small wooden tablet with no name or characters. It is estimated that someone inserted it in the bag casually.

But Bai Ling had nowhere to go. Ever since he became conscious and realized that he was such a cool profession as a ghost after spending 5 minutes at high speed, he set up a graveyard for the territory, and used the graveyard as a base to head towards the entire mountain!

It's a pity that there have been fewer and fewer ghosts in mass burials in the past two years.

One reason is that a good ghost resident like him who loves life and abides by core values ​​soon becomes unable to bear the loneliness, and can’t wait to squeeze back after eating a good meal and having a good time; another reason is that the aura in the world is getting stronger and stronger not enough.

So little... One by one, his good friends failed to form, quickly fulfilled their wishes, and were reincarnated one after another, leaving him alone on the top of the mountain.

Yes, Bai Ling was originally the No.18 leader of the mass burial ground on the top of the mountain, but the first seventeen leaders were reincarnated. The No.18 leader and No.17 successor automatically won the title of "King of the Mountain".

He also has a few younger brothers, the ghost grandfather who is so old that no one can hear his words clearly, and the three-year-old kid who just sleeps and giggles all day long.

Alas, did these two think of the King of the Mountain?

Every morning meeting, he was asked to shout the slogan "expand the territory, dominate the ghost world" and ignore him!

hateful!

The more Bai Ling thought about it, the more angry he became, he lowered his head, his slender and slender little white claws were already translucent.

He was scared to die, so he quickly took a big breath of spiritual energy, and felt that he was not so transparent psychologically, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

——The fact is that Bai Ling, the last successor to the King of the Mountain, seems, probably, to disappear...

It's a pity, Bai Ling thought helplessly, before he disappeared, he didn't know what his unfulfilled wish was, and he couldn't even talk about fulfilling his long-cherished wish and reincarnation.

Just when the king of the mountain was complaining about himself, and today he was painting like a melancholy little prince in the shape of a white lotus fluttering in the wind, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

As soon as he raised his head, one foot staggered and stepped on his face.

There was a "click".

Bai Ling lowered his head dully.

His little grave bag...and his little rotten wood tombstone...was trampled flat...

step on.

扁。

The.

ah ah ah ah ah ah--

Snake spirit disease, I don't sleep in the middle of the night to step on the grave of a strange ghost!

Knock in!Do you hear me, knock in!

Bai Lingqi jumped up on the spot, concocted an 800-word essay, prepared to swear at someone in a cadence, and when he vented the anger of the mountain king, he saw the man collapsed.

Bai Ling was taken aback, hey, am I so powerful that I fell down before attacking?

But he saw that the man was tall and burly, and it was a terrible fall, the whole small grave was covered tightly, the situation was very grim, and the scene was very tragic.

It directly caused the serious consequences of Bai Ling wanting to sleep and sleeping on him very uncomfortable.

He bent down impatiently, and stretched out a sinful little finger, ready to mercilessly poke the culprit, and extort a large amount of incense to express his hatred, but his finger passed through the person's face.

Yes, the King of the Mountain still forgot the fact that he is a ghost today.

Depressed, he sat down next to him, hugged his knees and looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, imagining himself as the leading man in tragedy. He almost cried because of his "tragic deeds", but he heard a groan from the person next to him.

The man seemed to be in great pain, and curled up involuntarily. Bai Ling was shocked when he saw it.

His stomach is bleeding!

Super invincible giant!

All dyed his small grave bag red!

It turns out that there is so much blood in the human body, and it won't die after this. Dude has some skills, very strong.

...Wait, something doesn't seem right.

Bai Ling thought he couldn't do it, I had to help him.I don't care about him, he's really going to die tonight, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and it's another round of the moon. The old man and ghost often say "the moon is hairy, wild ghosts come out, brothers fight against the wall", although I don't understand it, it makes sense .

Besides, he pursed his lips and thought, if this bad guy dies, who will compensate him for the collapse of the house, mental damage, and so on, a huge sum of eight trillion Ming coins in total!

Nothing can happen to a living cash machine!

But here comes the problem, how to save?

Bai Ling tried to cover the wound for him first, but he couldn't touch the man, and even blood dripped helplessly through his transparent hand, as if mocking his incompetence.

When he was anxious and worried, he suddenly touched the man's blood-stained, sticky cloth.

……

Wait a minute, Bai Ling was stunned, he, in the second year of his ghost life, can he touch things?

Thousands of thoughts skipped through his mind, his mind was extremely chaotic, and finally his eyes were fixed on the man's blood.

Although this sounds very routine, fantasy and incredible, but Bai Ling found that, seemingly, this man's blood could allow him to temporarily touch the entity...

Bai Ling poked at the man's clothes, poked at the man's resolute face, poked at the man's tall nose, and raised the eyelids of the cash machine to see if he was dead.

Final confirmation: I can really touch the entity!

Has modern man evolved so much!

No, no, this evolution direction is too strange, right?