"Brother Cheng, why aren't you old?" The little girl's voice lit up my vision. Vertices are updated the fastest

There was only a faint light in the dimly lit room. The light bulb hanging overhead sizzled, and the light danced and flickered.

A girl with pigtails was crouching on the ground, her eyes wide open, staring at me.

"For I am the eternal king." Cheng Jiu replied perfunctorily.

He remembered his beautiful life again.

From his memory, I slowly cleared my mind.

He is the eternal king and rules over a territory. He is a ghost, but he lives like a human being, and even uses his yin qi to form a substantial **.

And in his kingdom, there is no law, no police.

Pay off debts, kill people to pay for your life.

It was the latter that he decided.

On his territory, the dead were sent directly to their burial.

And the murderer will not be caught, and no one will report it.

Until one day, he gave the keyword. Those witnesses, parties, or conspiracy theorists, and guessing melon eaters, will post their reasoning on designated websites. These reasonings were voted on in the space of a day. There may or may not be the truth of the case. Every evening, he announced the answers. The top 10 designees on the ballot will be tied up and sent to that square. The "answer" was burned to death by fire, and the others were released. Those who provide options and voters are rewarded separately.

It's like a reality TV show that happens every day.

Many people are excited to get into it. There are also people who focus on participation.

Cheng Jiu is not so much the king of that region as he is a judge of Hulai.

The government still exists in that land, and those people still have to work and live. There are quite a few fanatics, and many more just buy a lottery ticket.

I don't know how Cheng Jiu established that kind of "reality show", but judging from his appearance and psychology, he must have been very young when he died. It's not a real secondary two disease, it's also a real secondary two disease.

The other ghosts don't seem to be interested in him. The Heavenly Master who existed in the future world also opened one eye to him and closed one eye.

And he, after falling into the real world, began to hit a wall.

"Brother Cheng, what is Wang? King? The little girl asked.

Cheng Jiu didn't bother to answer.

He wanted to get back to his place. He could feel the power coming from his own territory.

Those forces are being dwindled year by year. His followers are dwindling.

Cheng Jiu was irritable about this.

He is obviously not as good as the guide and the Guangyuan Mountain Ghost, and he has no good means, so he has not been able to establish his own power here.

The timing is not right, and the ability is limited.

This is the answer I sorted out from Cheng Jiu's memory.

Empathy, if I were Cheng Jiu, I might not be able to achieve any "big business".

In the past 100 years, it was from the end of the war, when a new country was founded, society changed rapidly, the environment changed too quickly, and people's hearts changed too quickly. Cheng Jiu is a breathless one again. It should be said that he is difficult to be frugal from luxury, accustomed to extravagant enjoyment, sought after by everyone, and some of them are unable to adapt to the new environment.

He couldn't get too far away yet. The entrance to that alternate dimension is here. He always wanted to go back.

"Brother Cheng, do you eat candy?" The little girl pulled out a candy from her pocket.

The wrapping paper was rudimentary, and the sugar seemed to have melted a little.

The little girl licked her lips, a little greedy, but still handed the candy to Cheng Jiu.

Cheng Jiu ignored it. Stubbornly urged by the girl, he waved his hand and knocked the candy away.

The girl's eyes immediately turned red, and as soon as the cry came out, she held it back. She picked up the candy aggrievedly and secretly glanced at Cheng Jiu.

Cheng Jiu had been lying on the bed, and now he turned over and stopped looking at the girl.

After a while, footsteps and the sound of the door opening came from behind Cheng Jiu, and the girl left.

Cheng Jiu closed his eyes.

He could feel that his followers were dying.

Many turned their backs on him, and others were killed.

I don't know if the time of the dream has changed, Cheng Jiu suddenly palpitated.

He felt the breath of another ghost.

There are new ghosts on his turf.

Cheng Jiu's temper is getting worse and worse.

When he opened his eyes, there was a light in my field of vision, and I saw a moon.

In the basin of water is the reflection of a full moon.

Cheng Jiu scrubbed his body, saw his own reflection in the water, and kicked the basin over with one kick.

Water spilled all over the ground and soaked the ground.

The basin made a clanging sound and slowly stopped.

Cheng Jiu stared at the ground in a daze, and after a while, he turned his head and looked out of the courtyard wall.

The change in where he lives suggests that his life should be improving.

In any case, he is a ghost and has a lot of abilities.

I didn't feel the yin qi emanating from my body on Cheng Jiu's body, but at this time, where Cheng Jiu was staring, there was yin qi floating over.

Cheng Jiu frowned, his heart was angry, and he took a big stride out of the courtyard.

He rushed in the direction where the yin qi was coming from.

A small whimper sounded softly and heavily in the silence of the night.

Yin energy wafts out of a house.

Cheng Jiu also felt the smell of the murder scene.

His perception was clearly different from what I had encountered before.

Cheng Jiu smelled the smell and knew what was going on here.

He kicked the door open.

The yin qi inside the house creates some fluctuations.

Cheng Jiu was not afraid, and after entering the door, he turned on the light directly.

Two people screamed in the bright room. One is a little girl and the other is a woman.

Cheng Jiu looked indifferently at the woman who was screaming.

Women are ghosts, and their bodies are full of gloom. She was dressed in an old wedding dress, with a big red flower on her chest and flowers on her head, and she was dressed with joy. It's just that her face is pale, and her eyes are only white, as if she is covered with a layer of paper, which makes people feel chills when they look at it.

The woman screamed, covering her face, and a pair of fierce eyes peeking out from between her fingers.

She stretched out two hands with sharp nails and pounced on Cheng Jiu.

Cheng Jiu was very polite, waved his fist, and smashed it on the woman's face.

The woman's face seemed to be made of ceramic, and when she was smashed by Cheng Jiu's fist, it shattered and fell into pieces of white flowers. Inside the hole, many small insects poured out wildly, landed on the ground, and flew all over the house.

Cheng Jiu frowned in disgust, "Get out!" ”

As he reprimanded, the female ghost turned into a cloud of broken porcelain, and the set of bride's clothes that had been left behind turned into black smoke and flew out of the window.

The bugs scattered and disappeared into the corners of the room.

Cheng Jiu stepped on his clothes and debris and walked forward, those things were crushed by him, and they also turned into black smoke and dissipated directly.

This is the crushing of yin energy.

Cheng Jiu didn't pay attention to it and walked to the corner of the room.

There's a shelf there, stacked with miscellaneous items.

The little girl hid in the gap between the shelves and the walls.

She let out a muffled cry like a kitten.

"Don't cry." Cheng Jiu said impatiently, "What's the use of crying!" Your parents are dead, and no one is coming to scold you! ”

When the little girl heard this, she burst into tears, and she turned from a howl to a dry howl, until her tears dried up.

The voice also attracted people from outside.

Those people looked at Cheng Jiu in fear, and they were a little overwhelmed.

I can see that these people should know Cheng Jiu's identity and believe in him.

Compared with Cheng Jiu's original forces, it is miserable, but there are more than a dozen people.

Dreams become messy.

I saw the little girl hugging Cheng Jiu's leg and refusing to let go; I saw the little girl shed tears at the funeral over the pit and the coffin in it; I saw the little girl busy in front of the stove.

"King Jiu, can I go to study?" The little girl tilted her head and asked Cheng Jiu while feeding the chickens.

Cheng Jiu stared at her.

She panicked, and immediately became reasonable, "My father used to say that those who serve the young masters of rich families are literate. I also serve you, and you should be literate too. ”

I didn't hear Cheng Jiu's answer.

Eighteen changes in women's colleges.

The little girl with pigtails changed her head and later wore a ponytail.

She gradually became more beautiful in her dress, and she had more girl's trinkets on her body.

"King Jiu, I scored a hundred points this time! There are only three people in the class out of 100! ”

"King Jiu, what's going on inside the city? Can I get into a high school in the city? ”

"Cheng Jiu, I don't like Xiang Dabao. Xiang Dabao's mother scolded me for being a vixen, scolding me for having no father or mother, and for being a small wild seed......"

"Cheng Jiu, Mr. You's son is back. Do you know? He went to study abroad! He will speak the words of three countries! ”

"Cheng Jiu, they all regard you as my brother. Later...... Will they treat you like my son? Giggle......"

The chaotic scene and the girl's words crossed before my eyes.

I gradually discovered that these are all Cheng Jiu's memories.

The dream has reached a new point in time.

Cheng Jiu and the woman leaned side by side.

"Lao Cheng, can I give you a baby? If one day, you go back, or I die, then at least ...... If there is someone who can accompany the rest of the person, it won't be so lonely. The woman whispered.

I felt Cheng Jiu holding the woman's hand.

The news was playing on the TV, talking about a flood somewhere, accompanied by a picture of a woman holding a child and crying.

"Okay." Cheng Jiu agreed.