After adopting paranoid gods

Ji Tang waited for a while, and finally found out——

He didn't find any information about Yin Lang, only a pale line "The searched term is zero, please check whether the search term is correct".

Ji Tang froze in place slightly, frowning tightly.

The result he obtained may be that Yin Lang did not use the name Yin Lang after his reincarnation, but the probability of this is very small. With Yin Lang's character, he wished that he would have a successful career and let Ji Tang know of his existence.

——The most likely reason is that the other party did not reincarnate successfully at all, not only did not appear in the present, nor did he reincarnate in the past, he did not appear in this world at all.

Otherwise, they would have met long ago.

Ji Tang is more inclined to the latter guess, the ghost king has been in the ghost world for so many years, he may have already lost the qualification to be a living person.

Moreover, the ghost king's current soul is not complete.He used his soul fragments to bring Ji Tang an entire Ghost Asylum.

Now he only has a crippled soul, how can he succeed in reincarnation?It can't be successful at all.

Ji Tang frowned, thinking of a fact.

The prerequisite for the ghost king's successful reincarnation is whether all the soul fragments need to return to his soul.

This means - all ghosts must be fused into Yin Lang's soul, become a person, and then love Ji Tang.

It was hard for Ji Tang to imagine what they would look like after they merged.

It is possible that nothing happened, and all the ghosts disappeared without a sound.

Ji Tang sat on the bus, leaned against the back of the car, closed her eyes, feeling a little distressed.After thinking for a while, he fell asleep in a daze.

Unknowingly, the bus has arrived at the terminal, and all the passengers have got off, only Ji Tang is left.The driver was an old man with white beard and blond hair. Seeing that Ji Tang was still sitting there sullenly, he walked over and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Ji Tang woke up suddenly, and then he realized that he had sat and stood: "Sorry, I fell asleep just now..."

"Do you have any thoughts?" The old man smiled. He raised his hand and pointed to a building not far away: "MIT is nearby, the most famous school in the world. The scenery is beautiful. You can Go and see... come to the United States, it will be a pity if you don't go there."

Ji Tang turned his head slightly and looked into the distance, the scenery that caught his eyes was beautiful.

"Thank you, Grandpa." Ji Tang chuckled, revealing a pair of dimples.

The old man opened the car door for him: "Get out of the car, I'm leaving get off work too."

Ji Tang picked up her backpack and got out of the car in a hurry.

The place where I got off happened to be near the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. There were no noisy vehicles here. There was only a sidewalk and a road for buses to pass. The trees on both sides were covered with a layer of fine snow, and the ground was also covered with soft snow. , everything looks tender.

Indeed, Ji Tang has been in the United States for several days, and he has not been able to visit some scenic spots.

His ghosts can only stay in the backpack.

He happened to be able to visit the Massachusetts Institute of Technology at this moment.

-

Ji Tang followed the instructions of passers-by and walked all the way to the gate of the university.The gate of the university is built in the style of ancient Rome, with tall snow-white pillars rising from the ground, and the roof is pointed and conical, with golden light shining through it.

Ji Tang wanted to enter the gate, but found that there was someone beside him at some point.He turned his head and glanced at the familiar young man beside him: "Chuan Yuan?"

The ghost boy stood quietly beside Ji Tang.The black shirt Ji Tang gave him was taken away by He Zhiye a long time ago.So much so that he is still wearing the clothes before his death.His blood-stained blue school uniform made him stand out in the snow.

He couldn't feel the cold, so he rolled up his sleeves, revealing his pale arms. The blue blood vessels on his arms were faintly visible, but there was no more blood flowing inside.

"Well, you can take a walk here with me." Ji Tang chuckled, he raised his hand, and held Ye Chuanyuan's cold hand tightly.

They entered the gate, and what they saw was a large open space.The snow on the clearing has been cleared away, exposing the mottled stone floor.There are many benches beside the open space, on which many students are sitting and studying.

The light from the street lamps reflected their hard-working figures in a warm yellow color.

Ye Chuanyuan stared at them closely through the ends of his hair hanging down, his complexion was a little gloomy.

Ji Tang asked: "What's wrong?"

Ye Chuanyuan pursed his lips: "This...is a university, isn't it?"

"Ah."

The black air behind Ye Chuanyuan became more and more intense, and he paused every word: "Before I was alive, I really wanted to be admitted to university."

He was a high school student in a small county town before his death, and he had never seen any university.But he knew from an early age that university is a thriving place, and he has to work hard to get into the best university.

He is the No.1 in their high school, even the No.1 in the whole city, Qingbei is not a problem.

Although he is dead now, he has his own new world. He is a very powerful ghost and can write very powerful programs, no less than any programmer.But now when he walks into the university campus and sees those students who are working hard, his heart still aches jerky.

He wanted to go to university, but unfortunately he didn't have the chance.

Ji Tang was stunned, not knowing how to comfort Ye Chuanyuan.He could only sigh lightly, then spread out his arms and gently embraced the other party in his arms.

After a while, Ji Tang was brought back to his senses by a hearty male voice.

He raised his eyes and saw a Chinese man with black hair.The boy from Huaguo was wearing a beige coat with a cropped cut.He looked at Ji Tang in surprise: "Are you from Huaguo too?"

Ji Tang guessed that the other party might be a student of our school: "Well...but I'm here to travel."

"It's okay." The boy smiled: "I'm doing a flea market in school now, you can take a look and see what suits you."

"Flea market?" Ji Tang saw this kind of thing abroad for the first time, and it was a bit novel.Then he pulled Ye Chuanyuan to follow him.

The other party took him to the largest square on campus.

Although it was night, the campus was very lively. There were many stalls selling things in the square, all of which were made by the students or left unused.

The boy brought Ji Tang to their booth and waved his hand: "Take a look, we have everything you need here, and they are all cheap."

A dark-skinned, brown-haired girl was setting up a stall with the boy. When she saw a customer coming, she enthusiastically recommended products.

There are a full set of genuine Harry Potter books, the most popular rock electronic guitar in the United States, a witch's cloak... There are even half-eaten chocolates and all kinds of weird things.

Ji Tang squatted down and looked carefully.Then, he noticed the thing placed in the center of the booth, which was covered by a glass box. It should have been a very valuable thing, but there was only a crumpled old paper crane.

Ji Tang: "What is this?"

The boy from Huaguo was overjoyed and said excitedly, "This thing is the treasure of our college."

Ji Tang: "..."

The other party talked endlessly: "This thousand paper cranes were made by a senior 20 years ago. The senior came from a small county in Huaguo, but miraculously came to MIT when he grew up. It is the first in all majors, and no one can surpass the score so far.

After he graduated, he made a thousand paper cranes, and claimed that those who own this thousand paper cranes can be like him, work hard and be lucky, and shine brightly all their lives. "

Ji Tang: "..."

Ji Tang asked in a daze: "Since this thing is so effective...then why did you sell him?"

The other party sighed softly: "No one believes in such things now, especially in places like foreign countries. And I am short of money, so I can only sell it. If you want to buy it, it's because you are my fellow villager. , I'll give you a [-]% discount. But it's still a bit expensive, I hope you can accept it..."

Ji Tang: "How much?"

The other party quoted a number, which was much cheaper than Ji Tang imagined.

After Ji Tang paid the money, the boy took the thousand paper cranes out of the glass box, and then strung them together with red strings to make an exquisite small hanging chain, and then put them into the unique commemorative bag of MIT.

"You can give this paper crane to the person you love the most, so that his wish can be fulfilled. No matter what kind of wish it is, it can be fulfilled. After all, it was blessed by the god of learning..." The boy specially bit Emphasize the last sentence.

Ji Tang took the bag carefully: "Thank you."

After Ji Tang said goodbye to the other party, he looked at a few more small stalls.These small stalls nearby all sell homemade food, Ji Tang sold a bucket of popcorn and French fries there, and took Ye Chuanyuan away.

They came to a bench in an open space and sat down.

The snow has stopped and the world is thriving again.The rustling of the trees sounded in the pale snow, accompanied by the faint fragrance of plum blossoms.

Ji Tang put the paper bag aside, and then took out the thousand paper cranes she just bought.

He looked at the Li Gui boy with a smile: "They said, this one has been enlightened by the god of learning, and it can fulfill any wish, so I want to buy it and give it to you..."

He stood on tiptoe and carefully put it on for Ye Chuanyuan.

The cloth on Ye Chuanyuan's chest had long been stained red with blood, but now there was a very cute thing on his chest, a small, pink thousand paper crane, with a bit of toffee smell, which seemed to be able to wash away the blood on his body. A black bloodstain melted.

Ye Chuanyuan stared at the paper crane with dark eyes.

...He wants to be like a living person, to be admitted to the computing major in the best university, and to create a different world for Ji Tang.Can this wish come true?

Qianzhihe nodded his head in the wind, as if to give him a response.

The sky suddenly began to snow, and there was also a slight breeze.

For some reason, Ji Tang's head hurts a little, as if something is about to break out from the depths of his memory.He had tried this feeling before. Last time he was in the meteor shower, before he recalled a short memory, he had this feeling.

Is he going to recall a new memory?

-

——What he recalled this time was no longer the dim bedside, that day, the snow that once in ten thousand years descended on the ghost world.This means that the ghost world is finally no longer a depressing dark red, but can become a clean and pure white.

That day was also the first time Ji Tang saw snow.

Yin Lang put on a fluffy fur coat for him, and then took him out to see the snow.

Not only they were admiring the snow, but many ghost messengers also came out to see the snow. Some little ghost children took advantage of the fact that the ground was covered with snow and was very soft, so they organized ghosts to play some small games.The ghost boy jumped up and down on the snow surface, making the ghost world full of laughter.

Ji Tang didn't know what they were doing at first, until the man explained it to him——they were playing a game.

"Game?" Ji Tang blinked, feeling that the name sounded familiar.After a while, he held the man's hand and said softly: "When I extradited those undead, some of them died suddenly because they played games day and night. But the games they talked about are different from what we see now."

The man became interested, he raised his eyebrows, possessed himself, and leaned his chin on the boy's shoulder: "Tell me, how is it different?"

Ji Tang: "Their games are played in a thing called a screen. And their games are very exciting. Through the games, they can experience anything that cannot be done in reality. They can see the 'Interstellar Age', 'Western Fantasy World'..."

Ji Tang continued: "But they said that making a game requires a lot of manpower, you need to know something called 'programming', and you have to read a lot of books, it's very hard."

These were all things he had never heard of, and he could only copy the original words of those ghosts to Yin Lang, but he did not understand the meaning.

He was born in the dark and oppressive ghost world, and he has never glimpsed the world of living people.

Yin Lang raised his eyebrows.

But Ji Tang didn't feel unhappy because he couldn't play those video games. He grabbed the man's arm and said with a smile, "Yin Lang, let's try the baked ice cream."

"it is good."

-

This memory is just the smallest piece of Ji Tang's countless lost memories.

But those casual words of his were remembered by the ghost king, and they were truly fulfilled for him.

As one of Yin Lang's avatars, Ye Chuanyuan has a high programming talent and has created an unparalleled holographic game for Ji Tang.This is the best proof.

——Whatever you want, you will have it.

He once wanted to look at the stars, so he had a whole galaxy of stars that Xia Wenli gave him.

He wanted to take a look at those modern games that he had never seen before, and there was Ye Chuanyuan's holographic game.

Ji Tang seemed to understand why the ghost king sent his clone to him.

Maybe it's to make up for Ji Tang's unfulfilled wish when he was a ghost.

Ji Tang was stunned for a long time because of this sudden recovery of memory.Until Ye Chuanyuan patted him on the shoulder worriedly, and called out, "Tangtang?"

Ji Tang slowly regained consciousness.

Ye Chuanyuan always felt that Ji Tang had something on his mind recently: "Tangtang, are you unhappy recently?"

"........."

Ji Tang looked at Ye Chuanyuan, and unexpectedly saw a hint of Yin Lang from the other's face, showing a sense of familiarity.He raised the corner of his lips: "It's okay."

"It's fine." Ye Chuanyuan touched Ji Tang's head, showing a long-lost smile: "I like the thousand paper cranes you gave me very much."

He made a wish to this paper crane to go to university.

For a dead man like him, this wish was completely impossible to realize.But somehow, he still made this wish.

And it was promised in a university with the world's best computer science.

Ye Chuanyuan glanced at the big stone clock in the nearby library: "It's almost midnight, Tangtang, why don't you go back to sleep first?"

Only then did Ji Tang realize that it was already so late.

He nodded: "Well, go back to sleep first, let's see what other attractions there are tomorrow."

-

Ji Tang left the university with bags of commemorative snacks.

There are almost no pedestrians on the road, the bus has already left work, and taxis rarely pass by here.Ji Tang stared at the empty and deserted street, feeling a little distressed.

And there are no hotels nearby.

He put Ye Chuanyuan, who had turned back into an exercise book, into his backpack, sat on the bench at the bus stop, and decided to wait for a taxi to pass by.

The use of guns in the United States is not illegal, and ordinary American residents are afraid to go out at night.But Ji Tang was still unusually courageous, and could even wait for the bus as if nothing had happened.Probably because he's got a bunch of spooks in his backpack.

Ji Tang waited for a while, then fell asleep in a daze.Not long after he closed his eyes, several people appeared behind the bus stop sign. They were wearing black clothes, black masks, and pistols on their waists.Their identities are obvious, robbers.

It was the first time they saw someone fall asleep on the side of the street without vigilance, and beside the other person's feet... was a bulging backpack.

One of them walked straight over, picked up the backpack, and opened it, hoping to find something valuable.But he only saw exercise books, a violin, a projector...all things that were of no use to him.

He frowned and threw his backpack on the ground fiercely: "What rubbish!"

Another person whispered: "Why don't you wake up this person and see if he can come up with some money... I heard that the Hua people who come here to travel are very rich."

"Okay." The man nodded.He simply took out his pistol and poked Ji Tang's cheek with the muzzle.

Ji Tang woke up slowly, looking at them with hazy eyes.

They expected him to beg for mercy with a terrified look on his face when he saw the pistols in their hands.But who would have thought that the other party just glanced at them, and then fell asleep leaning on the bus license plate in a daze.

I even changed my position and slept more soundly.

"........."

They were silent for a while.

The man with the gun said harshly: "He really thought we were holding toy guns?! Don't take us seriously!"

Another person tried to raise his foot to wake Ji Tang up, but before he could take half of his foot, he felt something cold against his waist.

He froze, turning his head stiffly.

Fu Linshan appeared behind them at some unknown time.

The man was wearing a black military uniform, and his long and narrow eyes, covered by the shadow of the brim of his hat, revealed a bit of cold light.He held a pure black patent leather pistol in his hand, and it was pressed against the opponent's waist.

This gun was used by him during his lifetime.He thought that he would not use it after death, but he never thought that it would be useful one day.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" the man exclaimed.

Fu Linshan chuckled: "I heard from my American enemies that it is not illegal for you to carry a gun here, is it?"

"Well..." the man shouted: "—but killing people is illegal! You, you don't kill me!! You will be arrested!"

Fu Linshan has not made any movements yet, which can make him feel an invisible pressure.This kind of oppressive force was something he had never seen before. It was murderous and bloody, which made him a little flustered.

Fu Linshan: "Are you sure they can catch me?"

"...How could I not catch...Ah!" The man glanced at Fu Linshan's feet inadvertently, and suddenly found that the other party was not standing at all, but floating——

The opponent's entire figure is translucent!

Before he could scream, his neck was strangled by a pair of bloody arms. The arms were so strong that they forcibly strangled his neck with red marks.

The accomplices around him also screamed in panic, but no matter what, they couldn't move away, as if they were controlled by someone.

The man resisted the pain of being strangled in the neck, turned his head with all his strength, and saw the person strangling him clearly.

It was a boy in a blood-stained school uniform.

The young man's face was gloomy, and his face was covered with blood. The joints of his arms were originally broken, but now they were sewn together with blood-colored silk thread.No, to be exact, his whole body should have been torn apart, but it was stitched together with silk thread.

The man noticed this inexplicably.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at a man in military uniform standing in front of him, while holding back the severe pain caused by the ghost boy.

... The reason why he suffered these things was when he tried to rob that Huaguo boy.

——What is the background of that young man? !

Before he had time to come up with a result, Ye Chuanyuan rolled his eyes and fell limply on the ground as soon as Ye Chuanyuan exerted force, he passed out completely.

His accomplice was too scared to move.

Soon, a piercing siren sounded not far away.

-

Ji Tang woke up in the lounge of the US police station.He was so tired yesterday that he wanted to take a nap while waiting for the bus while leaning on the bus license plate, but unexpectedly fell into a deep sleep.

He had no idea what was going on while he was asleep.

Now he... only wonders why he is in the police station.The surrounding furnishings, as well as the large police badge on the wall, are all filled with the police station here.

Ji Tang: "???" He got out of bed and looked around blankly.

——He didn't know anything, didn't do anything bad, just slept peacefully.

He froze for a long time, until the door was opened, and a policeman walked into the lounge carrying his breakfast.

Ji Tang immediately came back to his senses and tried to speak to the other party with a question in English that had been brewing for a long time.But before he could say anything, the other party said first: "Are you from Huaguo? You fell asleep at the bus stop yesterday..."

"..." Ji Tang nodded embarrassedly: "I was really tired yesterday.

The other party nodded, and put the cooked breakfast on the table next to Ji Tang.

"I know you're tired."

"Thank you for your concern." Ji Tang was a little surprised that the police here were so enthusiastic, which made him a little embarrassed.He got out of bed quickly: "But I'm not tired now, I can go back, thank you for your concern."

"Aren't you really tired?" The policeman raised his eyebrows: "When we arrived, we saw several wanted robbery fugitives lying on the ground, all lying on the ground with bruised noses and swollen faces, unconscious. And you Beside, we can't think of who did it except you."

"........."

Ji Tang recalled what happened yesterday.

In his sleep, he did vaguely realize that several men in black were patting him.

But he only took a few glances before continuing to sleep.

As for why those people became like this later.

He seemed to figure out who did it.

Ji Tang: "..."

Ji Tang raised the corner of his mouth, pointed to the backpack next to him, and said hoarsely: "I said I didn't do it, it was made of the things in the backpack, do you believe it?"