There was really no other way, so I had no choice but to follow that little ghost named Qinglin back home shamelessly.

You think I want to go with him?

If he wasn't the only one who could hear my voice and answer my questions, I would go back with this poisonous little kid when I was full!

Besides, he was very dissatisfied with the fact that I went back with him. Although he couldn't see me, he knew that I was behind him by his voice. When will the ghost come with me?"

"Evil ghost? Are you talking about me?" I was stunned.

Rolling his eyes, Qinglin snorted, "It's not what a ghost is, you have no form, just now you said that you came here in a daze, and only I can hear you." That's right, I was talking to Qinglin just now When we talked and asked him about the situation here, I explained my situation in one go.

"Uh...that's right." But I don't seem to be dead in this life, right?

As if guessing what I was thinking, Qinglin raised his head, the sun was shining on his mask, he glanced at his head, and said angrily: "Look at your befuddled appearance, you don't even know that your soul is out of your body."

"Huh? Soul out of body?" I was dumbfounded, and quickly asked, "What's going on here?"

"How do I know, it's none of my business." He unexpectedly said a word, and then walked into a dilapidated thatched hut in front of him.

Somewhat breathless, I followed him to the thatched hut, but didn't go in. I just squatted at the door, looking at the blue sky, and suddenly thought of barn raccoons, snakes, and people in the original world, and sighed involuntarily.

"Why are you sighing." Walking to the door, Qing Lin frowned and asked.

"I want to go home." I said honestly.

"Who's in your family?" Qinglin lowered her head as if interested, and asked slowly.

I turned around to look at him, smiled, and said with some pride: "There is my barn raccoon." But when I thought of his injury, I couldn't help but feel sad, and my voice sank, and I said slowly, "But he was injured, and he can't help it." I don't know what happened."

"Bangli? Do you like people's names?... What kind of injury did he get?" Turning my back into the house, Qinglin went to do her own thing.

"He was possessed by the holy beast and was seriously injured..."

But Qinglin stopped my words, and said with a smile: "Hehe, how stupid, someone would want to possess the holy beast? But once it is severely injured, the holy beast will continue to absorb the soul of that person to repair itself, until his All spirits were devoured."

The understatement of the statement made my whole body tremble.

"Then what to do!" I was very anxious.

"It depends on his good fortune." His tone was cold, and it had nothing to do with him.

But I can't calm down, now that the life and death of the barn li is uncertain, I am still wandering here, so I thought of the man by the lake, Qing Lin said he was the god of creation w.I don't care whether he is a god or not, just looking at his appearance, he seems to be very powerful, so I plan to ask him for help, but...he seems to be unable to hear my voice!So I had no choice but to ask Qinglin instead: "Qinglin, are you familiar with that man by the lake?"

"What do you want to do?" Qinglin frowned vigilantly.

"Nothing." I shrugged and stood at the door, "I want to ask him to help me go back to the original place, but it seems that he can't hear me, so I want to ask you for help and send a message."

Smiling coldly, Qinglin raised her masked face and flatly refused: "No."

"Why?" I asked.

"Chen is not someone like you who can approach casually, he is the god of this world, how can he waste mana for you, an unknown and insignificant evil ghost?" Qinglin said unceremoniously, with that tone, Full of disdain and ridicule.

In fact, it was quite annoying to be mocked by a brat, but now I have nothing to say.

It's a little unpleasant, so I don't plan to stay here with Qinglin, I'm going to figure out a solution by myself, but just as I turned around, Qinglin seemed to know that I was going to go, and even called me, saying: "Do you want to go? where."

Duzui turned around, and I said unhappily: "Of course I found a way to go home."

"Do you have a solution?"

"If there is no way, I have to find a way. Besides, I feel that you are not the only one in this place who can hear my voice. I will try my luck with others. In case they are willing to help me meet...God." Said I'm leaving.

"Hehe, no one in this world dares to meet Chen without my consent."

"Hehe, you little brat has a big voice! How old are you! You're such a stinky fart, the god is yours?" I put my hips on my hips angrily, looking at the little kid in front of me, who was young, It’s good not to learn from other people’s arrogance and self-importance. I really think I’m great!

So shake it away and leave.

When I got back to the original place, I found that the man was still by the lake, he seemed to be meditating. I called "Brother, Big Brother" more than a dozen times but no one paid any attention to me. It seems that he really couldn't hear me. I had no choice but to give up, and squatted by the lake and waited for the rabbit, hoping to meet some other goblins and ghosts who could hear my voice, and then let me have a dialogue with God, and sent me back to see the barn fox.

However, after waiting for three days, no one was there.

I turned around in a hurry, but the man was still looking at me and meditating. I had no choice but to go back to Qinglin’s thatched hut with the cheek to sneak up on the door frame and look at him who was practicing cross-legged in the room.

"Hey, that... Qinglin..."

Opening one eye, Qinglin said coldly, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Scratching my head, I stood at the door, shook my head, and said, "I have nowhere to go, I don't know where to go."

"Don't bother Chen if you don't have a place to go, you've been by the lake for the past three days." Qing Lin raised her eyebrows and said with a frown.

I was surprised, blinked, and said, "Qinglin, you are so amazing, you actually know that I am with God."

"Because you're too noisy!" With displeasure gradually appearing on her face, Qinglin said viciously, "When I went to find Chen these days, I heard you moaning and sighing next to him, like a bug! I want to go and get you Drive away because I'm afraid I'll make a noise!"

been trained.

I scratched my head in disappointment, feeling my self-esteem was broken, and was about to leave again, but Qinglin called out to me, and he said, "Hey, are you leaving again?"

if not?If I can't go back, I will be scolded by you.

I wanted to say that, but I couldn't, so I gave up.

However, Qinglin opened his mouth, he said: "Don't bother people again, come in."

"Go in?" I was surprised, "Into your house?"

"Otherwise, where do you want to go." With a cold snort, Qinglin curled her lips with an obvious contemptuous smile, "I really don't know where the idiot came from."

You are stupid!I cursed secretly in my heart, but I thought that I really had nowhere to go, so I looked at Qinglin, and I felt like a little adult. After holding back for a long time, I rubbed my nose, walked into the room, and saw him sitting cross-legged In the middle of the room, I couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

"Practice."

"Cultivation?" I squatted down and hugged my knees to look at him, "For becoming a fairy? Or for that male god?"

Silently closing his eyes, Qinglin didn't seem to intend to answer my question. Seeing him like this, I didn't bother him to practice anymore. I just took a look around the inside of his house. something... nothing else, nothing.

After a pause, I couldn't help asking: "Qinglin, do you live here alone?"

He didn't make a sound, I thought he wasn't going to talk to me, but after a while, he actually opened his mouth and said, "Yes."

So I continued to ask: "There is nothing here, how long have you lived?"

"...100."

"100 years?!" I was terrified.

"You seem very excited." Qing Lin sneered with a leisurely tone.

Of course I was terrified, clutching my chest and said, "Of course I'm excited! You...you look like a child, and you've lived here for 100 years?"

"That's right, 100 years." Qing Lin answered me seriously, unexpectedly, "Because I've known Chen for 100 years."

"So you're not human?" I twitched the corners of my mouth and asked cautiously.

"Human?" Qinglin squinted at me, two vertical pupils suddenly appeared in the black eyeballs, he raised his sharp claws, and his hands covered with blue scales instantly, and asked, "Do you think I look like a human being?" .”

"Not like." I shook my head.

"Of course, I'm a snake demon, so I don't look like a human." He continued to sit upright and closed his eyes. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly asked, "By the way, what's your name."

"Liu Chen." I replied.

"Liu Chen? Chen..." Opening his eyes as if unexpectedly, he paused, then lowered his head, and said to himself, "I never imagined that in this world... there is an evil spirit with the same name as Chen."

"Hey, I told you I'm not a ghost anymore! I'm just out of my body!" Probably...

He sneered, and then said: "There is no substantial difference between souls and ghosts. The only difference is that I, even Chen, can't see your image... Chen, it seems that I haven't even noticed your existence." .”

In this way, I also find it strange. It stands to reason that God created this world, so he can naturally perceive everything, but he can't feel my existence.

Could it be... I have transcended the six realms?

But I haven't even died, I was just scared to this place by the snake, I shouldn't... Could it be that I was scared to death?

Cough cough, that shouldn't be the case, as shown in the Hopeless Pond, I was killed by the barn raccoon.

Thinking of this, I suddenly wrinkled my heart, my palms were slightly cold, then I shook my head and smiled bitterly... To be honest, I don't believe in the picture in Wuwangtan, but I don't deny it, and I really care about it.If it is said that Yueming killed me before because of my poor eyesight and being unkind to people, then there must be other reasons for the raccoon to kill me.

What could be the reason?

Holding my chin, I thought of losing my mind, staring at Qinglin who was practicing in front of me without moving, and then the corners of my eyes were a little dry, and I couldn't help touching the back of my neck, the ghost curse left by the barn fox biting me.

The ghost cat is no longer here, and the barn raccoon didn't call me.

Where the hell am I...?

How should I go back?

Is the barn raccoon all right?

There was a lot of doubts in my stomach that I couldn’t let go of, and my stomach hurt from thinking about it, so I curled up and hugged my knees tightly. The more I thought about it, the sadder I became, and the more I thought about it, the more lonely I felt, so I pinched my cheeks with my hands, like What the barn raccoons did to me once, I hope that when I wake up, it's just a dream.

Yeah, let's hope it's all just a dream.

However, the pain of reality tells me that this is definitely not a dream, there is nothing here, including my body, and my existence... even more illusory than a dream.

The author has something to say: That's right, Xiaochen has transmigrated to the previous life...but it's hard to be a soul transmigrated...

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