Urban Witcher

Because of the long history, the passage of time, and the imprint of war in that era, many old ghosts have been forgotten in the corner of history.

However, that era was an era of frequent supernatural events.

Those monks and priests who have been occupied in Taoist temples, no matter whether they have the ability to catch ghosts or subdue demons, most of them are playing the sign of mages, walking in the rivers and lakes, which is better than begging.

However, the risk is still very high. In case of encountering an evil ghost and a demon that cannot be dealt with, one accidentally confesses.

However, there are still some mages who are really capable. Moreover, at that time, materialism had not yet taken root in China, and the people still believed in ghosts and gods, and their attitude towards mages was also extremely worshipful, including many warlords and dignitaries. It is not uncommon for them to spend a lot of money to do a ritual. .

There are endless ghosts to catch, and endless demons to catch. In a sense, this era of chaos is also the golden age of mages.

………

Floating in a fiery red ocean, Ye Shaoyang's consciousness was vague, and he moved forward slowly as the waves went up and down.

In the distant sky, there appeared a series of dark shadows, which looked like a mountain, hidden among the clouds.

Before Ye Shaoyang could take a closer look, a familiar voice sounded behind him: "Shaoyang!"

Ye Shaoyang was startled, and looking back, it was Rui Lengyu, wearing the tight leather jacket she wore when we first met, with fluttering long hair, heroic, looking like a female agent, standing in the middle of the sea, slowly sinking When he got down, only his head and hands were exposed.

"Shaoyang, save me..." Rui Lengyu said with difficulty, his eyes were full of hope, and he asked Ye Shaoyang for help.

Ye Shaoyang immediately swam over, and at this moment, another familiar voice came from his left side: "Shaoyang..."

Looking back, it was Xiaojiu. Like Rui Lengyu, she was also floating in the water, struggling constantly. She only had despair in her eyes, and she didn't ask Ye Shaoyang for help. She only said one sentence: "Go save Leng Yu." ..."

Ye Shaoyang looked left and right, both of them were hanging by a thread, they were both going to sink, but there was a distance between them, Ye Shaoyang had a strong feeling: only one person can be saved!

Save Leng Yu, or Xiao Jiu?

Ye Shaoyang fell into a painful struggle. At this time, he saw a huge black wave rushing towards him from a distance. According to this speed, he would definitely hit it within ten seconds at most.

One must be saved!

This idea emerged in Ye Shaoyang's heart, he wanted to be ruthless and save one casually, at least not let both of them die, save one... But, who to save?

In this difficult choice, Ye Shaoyang was always struggling in his heart, unable to make a decision. He couldn't accept that saving one meant sacrificing the other. A huge wave came crashing down, submerging Rui Lengyu and Xiao Jiu together...

"No!!"

Ye Shaoyang yelled loudly, sat up suddenly, and opened his eyes.

Everything is gone. There are no waves, no Rui Lengyu and Xiao Jiu. Ye Shaoyang understood that he had a dream.

He panted violently for a while, looked left and right, and found that he was in a completely strange room, this room was broken, without lights, Ye Shaoyang looked at it in the dark: a desk, a wooden cabinet, and the bed he slept in. The beds are all made of wood, which looks very old.

What is this place? Why are you here?

Ye Shaoyang was stunned for a moment. In his drowsy brain, the memory began to recover. He remembered the battle in the sky, and the last scene: he rang the Eastern Emperor Bell with all his magic power, and then he collapsed, as if he passed out. That's right, that was my last memory. But... where is he now?

After thinking about it, Ye Shaoyang felt that the most likely reason for him was that he was rescued by someone. After all, his little friends were all by his side at the time, so of course they couldn't just leave him alone.

Ye Shaoyang felt that the first thing he should confirm was which space this place was in - the sky, the ghost domain, or the human world?

Ye Shaoyang braced himself and wanted to sit up, but the pain in his ribs was like tearing, and he fell on the bed with a muffled groan, and he tossed and turned for a long time without relief.

In the pain, he thought that this was the wound left by Rui Lengyu's fingers: if he was injured in the sky, even if the projection returned to the human world, the flesh wound would still exist. It is also based on this point that Ye Shaoyang judged that this is the human world, because this kind of tearing pain can only be found in the physical body.

"Hey, is there anyone?" Ye Shaoyang lay down for a long time, feeling better, and couldn't help shouting loudly, what he was thinking was that no matter where this place is, it is impossible for the little friends to leave the wounded here alone, It must be nearby.

Sure enough, the door creaked and was pushed open. Ye Shaoyang was lying on the bed, and heard two footsteps, he couldn't lift his head in pain, and asked, "Who is it?"

"Oh, your cousin finally woke up, Amitabha, Bodhisattva bless you, I thought he was injured so badly, I thought he couldn't survive, bah bah, just wake up, just wake up."

A high-pitched female voice chattered endlessly, with a strong northern accent, Ye Shaoyang could understand it, and he became puzzled: Cousin? What the hell?

Driven by great curiosity, Ye Shaoyang forced himself to turn over, looked up, and first saw an oil lamp, which illuminated the eyes of two people, one was an old lady, who looked like Ye Shaoyang watched it in the TV series "Dream of Red Mansions" when he was a child The old grandma Liu, with one mouth open and one big black tooth.

The other is a woman who looks to be in her thirties, she is not bad, she has a beauty mole on her left eyebrow, and there are quite a few freckles on her face, but overall she still looks pretty.

What Ye Shaoyang paid attention to was not her appearance, but the attire of these two women: both of them were wearing light-colored double-breasted commoner clothes, their hair was combed back and coiled up. This attire... Ye Shaoyang couldn't describe it, how to put it, anyway, it was the kind of poor women's attire that was often seen in movies in the past.

female ghost?

Ye Shaoyang's instinctive first reaction was, but it was not the same at first glance.

The two women stared at him with smiles, and the old woman who looked like Grandma Liu spoke again: "Young student, how are you?"

"You... this is... who are you?" Ye Shaoyang murmured.

The old woman froze for a moment, then looked at the slightly charming young woman.

The young woman gave Ye Shaoyang an angry look, and said to the old woman: "He probably has a fever and is confused, and he fell into a coma for a few days, and he doesn't even recognize me." Turning to Ye Shaoyang, she said, "I am your cousin."

cousin?

(Tonight is my friend Yebei’s birthday celebration. I will publish two chapters first. I try not to drink alcohol. If I come back early at night, I will continue to write)