"Shan Hai Jing" says: The mountain of Taihua is cut into four directions, five thousand feet high and ten miles wide. When you look at it from a distance, it looks like it is gorgeous, so it is called Mount Hua.

Huashan is one of the five mountains in our country and has always been known for its steepness. Huashan’s Changkong Plank Road is known as one of the three most steepest plank roads in the world.

It is the most dangerous and dangerous world, and it also has Taoist heritage, which makes Huashan even more mysterious.

At this time, the sun was drooping westward on Mount Hua, and the sky was getting darker. People who were climbing at night lit a long dragon of lights on Mount Hua.

In the dark night, no one noticed that a man in black dress was standing on the steep cliff at the top of Mount Hua.

The wall stands thousands of feet high, and on the top of this mountain, no one would have thought that there would be someone looking at everyone from afar, but it was still in a very dangerous place.

The man in black seemed to have seen enough of the afterglow of the sunset, and turned to look at the long lights of the dragon.

"Huashan has been laid out, now there is only one introduction left!"

Qin Chuming stretched out his posture and outlined a trace of curves at the corner of his mouth.

In the dark night, there is always a spark that will ignite, and a mythical prosperous age will bring its prelude to this moment!

“Ah~”

A miserable scream resounded throughout Huashan and also pulled Qin Chuming's thoughts back.

"Oh, jump off the cliff! It seems that it's not voluntary!"

A little stream of light that looked like a spark, accompanied by a scream that had turned into an echo, slipped from Mount Hua to disappear into the night.

"It's really like the spark I said!"

Qin Chuming smiled faintly, and a hint of teasing appeared on his lips.

"Then I'll help you. Being a ghost is better than being dead!"

Looking at the already panicked light stream in the distance, Qin Chuming jumped and jumped down the cliff.

The wind in my ears whizzed past, passing through Qin Chuming's face, and its bangs spread out to reveal a pair of dazzling eyes as bright as stars.

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Under Mount Hua and in the jungle and gullies, the unlucky child was already dead.

His body twisted into an angle that ordinary people could not reach, with half a head missing, his brain spilled all over the ground, his eyes widened with fear and anger. His body position was apart from the position where he landed. He was covered with scratches from trees, grass and stones.

"Tsk tsk, man, the best ghost honor! It's definitely the emperor superstar among the ghosts!"

Qin Chuming hooked the deceased's chin with one hand and looked at it. He said seriously, not caring about the deceased's ferocious expression at all.

"No need to process it. How many young women can do this corpse scream in surprise! Let me help you with the last move! We will be revenge and revenge. It's unwilling to die like this!"

Qin Chuming snapped his fingers, and wisps of black air appeared in the void and poured into the body of the dead.

There is a saying: All things are born with yin and yang, and the energy is harmonious!

People have yin and yang energy, but ghosts have yin energy. When a person's yang energy is exhausted, his body will die and turn into a ghost!

Ghosts take yang energy to practice the law, and take yin energy to condense the body. There is no body, no real image, no real form!

I have no yang energy on my body and cannot withstand the sun exposure!

Qin Chuming used the thoughts of sentient beings to create ghosts of sentient beings, and there was no need for innovation. The ancestors had already described it!

"Ancestors, all the famous Taoist priests in history, thank you for leaving so many historical legends. If it weren't for so many materials, how could you dare to try to recreate the mythical prosperity with your own strength? This first ghost boy would not be respectful! Respect all the ancestors!"

Endless black gas began to cover the entire body.

"Change!"

With Qin Chuming's whisper, the black air floated up, and a body in the void that was exactly the same as the underground corpse condensed!

"It seems to be almost there! Oh, by the way!"

Qin Chuming stretched out a slender finger and pointed it on the black body. The black air swayed and resentment grew! The black shadow instantly became gloomy and terrifying.

"A little more anger!"

Qin Chuming was like cooking some delicious food, stirring his fingers on his body.

A fierce and terrifying feeling emanates from the body!

"It's almost done, the first ghost can't be too strong!"

Qin Chuming withdrew his finger and looked at his work, and felt very satisfied!

"Don't you wake up yet?"

A snap of his fingers sounded out of thin air!

Zhuang Wen felt like he had been sleeping for a century, and the endless darkness and silence surrounded him, sticking to him, making him unable to escape or shout!

It was not until a trace of cold black air surrounded him that he felt a little relieved.

This black air did not make him cold, but instead made him feel a little free.

With a sound of fingers, Zhuang Wen opened his eyes instantly.

The barren mountains and forests are deep in the middle of the night!

In the deep forest, there is inexplicable darkness!

From time to time, inexplicable howls come!

"Me, am I?"

He looked at himself floating in the air in surprise, and there was a corpse under his feet that was exactly the same as his clothes!

The corpse's face was ferocious and could no longer be seen, but he could still see his familiar birthmark.

"I'm dead? I've become a ghost?"

Zhuang Wen raised his hand and muttered to himself as he looked at his semi-illusory hands.

Zhuang Wen’s mind is a little confused now. No one suddenly knows that he is dead, and he can’t calm down!

In his great years, he was in his early twenties and a student from a prestigious school. Zhuang Wen's life has just begun, and it ended like this?

At this time, the names of the two people flashed in his mind, and the thousand-foot cliff took his life!

He is unwilling to give up!

"I'm a ghost, I'm going to take revenge too. The evil ghost is taking his life. Qiao Qianwen and Lu Zhiwei are waiting. I must make you look good!"

Zhuang Wen roared in the deep forest, expressing the depression in his heart!

His ghost body rolled, and the rolling black air emitted a hint of cool air!

This already gloomy forest adds a hint of fierceness at this moment!

"If you become a ghost, you can be a ghost with peace of mind! The grudges on earth will never have anything to do with you anymore! Do you have no understanding of this?"

A dark laugh came from the darkness, and at the same time there was a middle-aged man holding a chain in one hand. Xia Ri Yanye was dressed in ancient costume and wearing a long robe!

"It's really the more people live, the more they go back! I've been a resident for more than 200 years, and I haven't seen you a ghost who doesn't understand the rules!"

The thin man grinned and seemed very dissatisfied with Zhuang Wen!

Zhuang Wen's heart was shocked, this was not a ghost mess!

Yes, since ghosts exist, it is indeed reasonable for ghosts to exist!

But he didn't want to follow the ghost messenger to hell like this!

He was unwilling to accept his revenge and died just like that!

"Ghost~ No, no, no, no, no, no! You see, I'm in my early twenties, and I'm in great age~"

Zhuang Wen's ghost body floated in the air, trying to use more than 20 years of education to influence the thin man who was suspected of being a ghost in front of him.

"Stop talking, you're dead!"

The middle-aged ghost kid shook the iron chain in his hand, and he didn't listen to Zhuang Wen's defense at all. The iron chain seemed to come alive. The chain shook in the air, and instantly tied Zhuang Wen's ghost body tightly!

The cold and depressing feeling spread throughout Zhuang Wen's body in an instant along the iron chain!

"Master, I really don't want to be resurrected, I just want to avenge you! You always let me go! Can you?"

Zhuang Wen begged that the iron chain was too intimidating to him, and even if there was no iron chain, he, a college student who had just died, wouldn't dare to fight with the ghost officer who had been catching ghosts for more than two hundred years?

What is the difference between this and the armed police while alive?

"You still want to be resurrected, you really want to be beautiful! Go on the road honestly! The dead are not allowed to be in trouble in the world! Otherwise, it will be a serious crime to go to the eighteen levels of hell! Unless~"

The middle-aged ghost officer looked at Zhou Wen with interest, as if he was thinking about something.

"Unless what?"

Zhuang Wen asked hurriedly as if he had grabbed the last straw.

"I think you are a scholar! Your spirit platform is so talented that you should read very well!"

"Yes! The boy is a doctoral student from a prestigious university, and he is the kind of person who studies very well!"

Zhuang Wen was afraid that this ghost would not know what the doctor meant, so he quickly explained.

The ghost clerk smiled, as if he wanted to make himself look kind and kind.

"So recently, a great immortal on earth lacks a little devil around him. Let me help find someone. I think you are pretty good! You are talented! If you agree, you don't have to follow me to the underworld! Wouldn't it be nice to stay in the world and be a flute-playing boy under the great immortal's door?"

Around the immortal?

A boy playing the flute?

Well, this is the legendary immortal fate!

But why does it happen after I die?

Zhuang Wen tried hard to suppress his complaining attitude and asked with a flattering face.

"Then can I take revenge?"

The middle-aged ghost man glared at him and said.
Chapter completed!