I was terrified [Quick Transmigration]

Cui Lingyang thought about countless situations.

Even when he heard Lin Zhongyuan admit that he would make a deal with the ghost king in order to resurrect a person, he never believed it.

He thought that Lin Zhongyuan might have some difficulties and had to admit it, and he also thought that maybe there was really some evil spirit and someone who lied to Lin Zhongyuan and made him have the idea of ​​bringing the dead back to life.

But the most important thing is that in the vast sea of ​​people, not everyone can become a ghost after death, and even if they do, there are very few who can completely retain the memory and mind of their lifetime.

Even if everything is done, it is not so easy for a living person to find such a ghost.

If you can't find it, how can you talk about resurrection, how can you talk about being hung up by such vain thoughts, and really do stupid things.

Therefore, in Cui Lingyang's eyes, the clearest proof is that Lin Zhongyuan kept mentioning his dead lover and used this as an excuse to admit the identity of the agent, but in fact there was not even a tablet in the luggage around him.

There is no tablet, no ashes, and no container that can bind and protect the spirit.

Senior Brother Ji even told him that in Lin Zhongyuan's past trips, he had not attended any particular funeral or paid homage to anyone.

It's just because of this...he firmly believes that Lin Zhongyuan is not the representative, or that what Lin Zhongyuan said before he was placed under house arrest is not all the truth.

But Cui Lingyang never imagined that he had been worried all night, and when he arrived near noon, he directly saw the spirit body beside Lin Zhongyuan.

No, that's not a spirit body at all, and the aura is so dark and evil, it's clearly an evil spirit.

A... very special evil spirit.

It is completely different from Cui Lingyang's memory of the evil spirit that is full of aggression and malice whenever he sees a living thing. The shadow clearly makes people feel cold even if he looks at it even more, but he guards the bedside so carefully, tenderly and considerately, as if Waiting for the sleeping lover to wake up.

It was also an evil that made him feel familiar.

Although Cui Lingyang was not a genius, his eyesight was still good. The moment Xie Chong looked up and silenced him, he finally made up his mind.

The black shadow guarding Lin Zhongyuan in front of him is the one that was 'driven away' by him when they first met.

The black shadow that had made a huge commotion and almost destroyed the entire apartment building, clearly murdered violently, and was as dangerous as ordinary evil spirits.

So he asked.

Ask that black shadow, are you his...

But before he answered the question neatly, Soi Ying guessed that he already knew the truth, and nodded to admit it.

Soi Ying's response made Cui Lingyang forget his movements due to shock, and also took all the strength from his whole body.

Could it be that Lin Zhongyuan is really the ghost king's representative?

Is it really like what was said on the phone yesterday, to revive this person, to turn such an evil spirit back into a living person, did such a stupid thing happen?

It's not because of the illusory fantasy and dream for a while, but for the deceased husband who stays by his side every day, who is obviously close to him, but who is separated from Yin and Yang, fighting hard with his last hope, desperate.

Cui Lingyang thought in a daze, not even noticing that his eyes were wet.

He didn't know why he was so shaken, because he didn't want to believe that his intuition could be so wrong, because he didn't want to see Lin Zhongyuan really became the living sacrifice of the ghost king, or because of the true love in the world that transcended life and death. And moving.

In this case, is Lin Zhongyuan's wish fulfilled?

"It turned out to be you..."

He murmured, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. He straightened his mind, looked up at the person on the bed again, then moved his already numb lower limbs, and stood up.

Just at this moment, a faint, delusion-like hum came faintly.

With a strong nasal voice, very light, very muffled, and it seems to be complaining about something, it is a sound that only a living person who is about to wake up can make.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Zhongyuan on the bed moved.

The golden eyelashes trembled slightly, as if something had disturbed her dream, and she frowned slightly.

Immediately afterwards, she turned her head, turned lazily on the bed, breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted to a more comfortable position, and continued to sleep.

"Forest……"

After only uttering one syllable, Cui Lingyang covered his mouth, trembling and forcing himself to stop making a sound.

he is alive! !

Lin Zhongyuan is still alive, not dead!

Yes, yes, how could he forget that if the agent stays here overnight, he will be blessed by the breath of the ghost king, just like protecting a piece of food from spoiling in advance, ensuring that his heartbeat and breathing will not stop.

Cui Lingyang was a little pleasantly surprised, but soon a little disappointed.

It seemed that he had worked hard for a long time to find proof of innocence, but only found evidence of innocence.

He took out the back behind him and carefully placed it on the table beside him.

He came here not just to take a look, but also to send some useful things.

Cui Lingyang has read the list. Although there are many things, there is nothing practical that can exorcise evil spirits.

Maybe those people didn't want to waste these items on a sacrifice.

But he doesn't feel like it's a waste.

Black dog blood, peach wood, holy water, spells, idols...

He took out one thing after another and piled it up into a hill.

The black shadow was still watching him, like a lord staring at a guy who stepped into his territory.

Cui Lingyang smiled wryly, responded to his gaze, and then whispered,

"Take care of him."

Then, he took one last look at the sleeping Lin Zhongyuan, turned around and left with light steps.

In less than half an hour, another visitor came.

As if re-enacting Cui Lingyang's reaction, Feng Su first stood at the door in shock and disbelief, and then felt relieved after hearing the ups and downs of Lin Zhongyuan's chest, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Su also saw the black shadow before he walked in a few steps.

Looking at each other, he reflexively pulled out the silver pistol to exorcise evil, and soon realized something was wrong.

And asked similar questions to Cui Lingyang.

"You...couldn't it be..."

Sombra nodded again.

And added some responses.

"Ah."

As a result, Feng Su became even more shocked, petrified for a long time.

"It's actually true..."

For a long while, Feng Su also lowered his head and doubted his life for a while, and then left behind a catty of yellow paper.

Those papers are roughly similar to the ones pasted on the doors and windows of the palace before.After leaving this, he wrote another note, telling Lin Zhongyuan to post them back after waking up, otherwise tonight will only be more difficult.

Feng Su also left.

When Lin Zhongyuan finally woke up, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

As a person who only goes to bed at dawn, he feels that he is already very reserved.

He pointed to the hill on the table and asked, "What is this? Where did it come from?"

After eating the evil all night and digesting it for another day, Sombra was no longer so crazy, and even became much smarter and more sober than before.

Facing his question, Sombra simply replied, "Someone came to see you and doubted your identity, so I concealed it for you."

Obviously, he still remembered what Lin Zhongyuan had told him - to help him pretend to be the ghost king's agent.

Lin Zhongyuan was very satisfied, he nodded with a smile, and patted him, "Well done!"

After waking up, Lin Zhongyuan did two things.

Wrote a new wish list.

And, paralyzed on the sofa, drunk and dreaming.

He used to think that it would be cool to stay at home with money.

But he didn't expect that what's even more enjoyable is that while staying at home, there is an omnipotent evil to help him with any small things, making him lazy to the extreme with satisfaction.

You don’t need to pour water by yourself, you don’t want to bend down or get up when you hold something too far, you can do it for yourself.

Even when going to the toilet, he could be carried directly without touching his feet, but Lin Zhongyuan finally touched his still-existing face, and declined the service of Sombra.

It wasn't long before word spread that he was unharmed.

This picture of being too lazy to eat and wishing to be fed, in the eyes of those Taoist masters, directly became a portrayal of "working hard all night after the oil ran out and the lamp dried up, and I couldn't even get a job".

But it was only one day, those people were surprised, and the memory value did not return much.

Until that night, when evil spirits from all directions gathered again, Lin Zhongyuan fought until the early morning like the day before, and then handed it over to Sombra.

This time he learned his lesson, and first found himself an absolutely comfortable position, without repeating the tragedy of the wooden man the night before.

Lin Zhongyuan survived another day unscathed.

Followed by the third day, the fourth day.

In the blink of an eye, a full seven days have passed, and the people who were waiting to see him in confusion and mental damage at first did not wait for a sacrifice that was either crazy or stupid, nor did they wait for any genius to fall or find the wrong sacrifice Bad news that people have died.

The only thing that exists is the wish list that is submitted on time at noon every day, with neat and neat handwriting, and endless trivial requests.

And Lin Zhongyuan, who couldn't be fooled in the slightest after presenting the list, and could point out the wrong color and ask for a change.

The Taoist disciples feel that they have seen a ghost, but those Taoist masters are challenged day by day.

In the first two days, people's reactions were relatively normal. Lin Zhongyuan was not crazy, and no one thought he could really be a monster for a few days.

The master of Taoist Qingyun Temple heard about it, and just smiled lightly, "I have some skills."

On the fourth or fifth day, sporadic people began to come to visit, wanting to take advantage of Lin Zhongyuan's sobriety and health, to see the beauty of genius for the last time.

After reading it, the old man in cassock and holding Buddhist beads shook his head and left, "Heaven is jealous of talents..."

Until seven full nights passed, Lin Zhongyuan became the first miracle to survive in the ghost king's palace for seven days, and his mind and consciousness were still intact. The whole Xuanmen world was finally alarmed.

Wherever you walk in the boundary of Xuanmen, you can hear people whispering,

"No one has ever done it..."

"Then Lin Zhongyuan doesn't have any body protector?"

In the teahouse, some people talked about it even more.

"Spending the night in the ghost king's palace, especially at such a time, what is the concept?"

"What? Brother, tell me?"

"That's equivalent to torture that lasted all night! Moreover, torture can be relieved by coma and death, but this kind of evil torture can only drive people crazy!"

"hiss……"

"And I've heard that, in order to be safe, the major sects already have a set of countermeasures. If the sacrifices are looking for life and death before the seal and sacrifice begin, they will use all means to stop it."

"How to stop it?"

"House arrest, change to imprisonment!"

But seven days have passed, and this set of countermeasures has not come in handy.

Because Lin Zhongyuan performed so well, he was allowed to leave the palace for a walk at noon. As long as he didn't leave this range, he would be fine running around the palace, dancing and doing Tai Chi.

More and more people paid attention to him, and more and more people were curious about Lin Zhongyuan.

The engraving value began to increase frequently, Lin Zhongyuan had to turn on the silent mode of the system prompt, and only asked every day when he remembered.

Lin Zhongyuan: How much did you add today?

System 555: Back to the host, today's memory value has increased by [-]!

Thirty thousand?Is this too much? ?

Lin Zhongyuan: Wait a minute, where did this come from?Can you help me analyze, what is the source of the engraved value that has increased the most?

System 555 was silent for a while, and then posted some gossip excerpted from the internal forum of Xuanmen.

I heard that Lin Zhongyuan had a beloved man who had become evil, and he would help him every night and fight side by side.

I heard that Lin Zhongyuan was able to grit his teeth and persist for so long because of this evil spirit.

I heard that... because of deep love, I have a strong will.

Because of being entangled with evil spirits day and night, the body has long been accustomed to the pain of being eroded by evil spirits.

It's embarrassing.

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The author has something to say:

System: Those who hear it cry, those who see it feel sad, the love of gods, transcends the mundane!

Lin Zhongyuan:?