Time, just like that, whizzed by in Chen Xiu's deep sleep.

When he opened his eyes, he happened to see a dim moon in the sky, covered by a dark cloud floating from nowhere.

then……

Looking down, Chen Xiu found that, as a ghost, Wu Song's current image is very bad.

His hair was messy, his shoes were worn out, and his clothes were full of dust.

I just fell asleep, what happened, it seems like a long time has passed?
From dusk till midnight...

After thinking about it seriously, Chen Xiu thought that the time for him to fall asleep was probably not just a day or two, but probably three to five or seven days.

However, now he has neither a smartphone nor a smart watch, and the call system seems to be down, completely unresponsive, and the calendar function is unusable.

"I don't know what attribute I am now..."

【Real name: Chen Xiu】

[Grade: Low-level Tiger Demon]

[Life: 3500/3500, recover 1 point every five seconds. 】

[Monster power: 150/300, restore 1-2 points every five seconds. 】

【Transportation: 810】

[Talent: Uncomprehended]

[Supernatural power: size as you wish (opening, consumes 1-3 points every five seconds.)]

This……

Seeing the virtual panel that popped up in front of her without a sound, Chen Xiu was stunned for two seconds, then sighed silently.

Is it really a game?
Throughout the ages, which monster that has been successful in cultivation can be so digitized?
but……

forget it!
These are unimportant little things, the most important thing right now is to go home!
Of course, the home to return to must not be Chen Xiu's home, because his home is not in this world at all.

What he thought of was Wu Song's home.

Chen Xiu wanted to take a closer look at Pan Jinlian, a legendary figure.

Just thinking about it this way, he has a little excitement about witnessing history.

but……

Who knows where Wu Dalang's family lives?

Raising the tiger's head and looking up at the hazy moon in the sky, Chen Xiu decided to leave the matter of traveling to professionals.

Although he shrank to the size of a cat under the effect of the magical power of "size as you wish", the tiger's paw is still a tiger's paw. With a light slap on the back of Wu Song's head, the ghost once again followed the remaining instincts of its body. , go ahead and start the action.

"Run fast!"

Well……

When the ghost Wu Song started to run, Chen Xiu suddenly remembered something.

That is, if he remembered correctly, the description of ghosts that he saw in novels in his previous life should be a kind of ghost without form.

But right now, how can this ghost still use its original body?

Could it be that this is a new mutated species?

After much deliberation, she couldn't think of a reason, and finally Chen Xiu simply didn't think about it anymore.

Anyway, there is a system, love it!

But as time went by, when Wu Song ran all the way through the forest and swept across a mountain, Chen Xiu suddenly stopped.

Because, I don't know why, he just instinctively felt that this seemingly desolate mountain made him feel... a sense of intimacy?

To be precise, it should be a kind of breath - the breath of the same kind!

After hesitating for a while, I felt that idleness is idleness, so I went up to have a look, and it seemed to be not bad?

So, about ten minutes later, Chen Xiu came to a ruined temple while the ghosts were running tirelessly.

To be precise, the direction he came up from was the back of the ruined temple.

Maybe this place used to be a place of great incense, but for some unknown reason, it was abandoned later, a piece of ruins, at least nearly a third of it collapsed.

Especially the position of the gate, there is no door panel at all, it is just a hole.

This is simply a dangerous house!

However, after arriving at this place, Chen Xiu did feel that the atmosphere that made him feel very comfortable became more and more intense.

Where is my kind?

Considering that she is still a monster now and dare not even enter a dilapidated house, which is a bit too embarrassing for a monster, Chen Xiu raised her tiger paw and slapped Wu Song on the back of the head.

go ahead!

And just after passing through two outrageously dilapidated side halls, someone suddenly yelled.

"Who?"

Choke!

First there was a shout, followed by the sound of a sharp knife being unsheathed, and then a figure rushed out from the dilapidated hall in front.

Huh?
After seeing the man's appearance clearly, Chen Xiu was taken aback for a moment.

Because, what the other party was wearing was actually a blood-stained monk's robe, and he held two short knives in his hands... Could it be the legendary Jie Dao?

Looking at the one that looks like a monk...

No, this guy is not a monk, just a bald head without ring scars!

But these are not the point. The point is that Chen Xiu's eyes are not blind. He can tell that this guy who came out of nowhere is definitely not a good person.

A decent person, who hides in a ruined temple in the middle of the night, and shoots a knife whenever he sees someone?
By the way, she was still wearing a bloody coat!
Chen Xiu wanted to say a few words, but due to her nervousness, she swallowed what she was about to spit out.

Then, a magical scene appeared.

What he wanted to say came out of the mouth of this ghost named Wu Song: "Don't be nervous, we are just passing by."

"..."

Although her voice was a little hoarse and her tone of voice a little stiff, she was able to communicate with humans after all. This unexpected discovery made Chen Xiu feel a little relieved.

But it was obvious that the bald young man with two Jie Dao in his hand didn't believe these words at all.

"Passing by? Do you think I look like a fool? I have hid in such a ghostly place. If you are passing by, why don't you just pass by? Why keep walking in?"

Chen Xiu was a little unable to answer this question.

He can't say that he is a monster, he sensed the aura of the same kind, so he came here specially to drop in, right?
Swallowing again, Chen Xiu said through the mouth of the ghost: "It's all here, let's take a look at the surrounding environment by the way, is this normal?"

"Yes, it is indeed normal."

The blood-clothed young man scraped his bald head with the back of the knife with his left hand, and his expression gradually became ferocious: "However, since I, Zhang Qing, met you, you are unlucky today. In the next life, be careful! "

The moment the voice fell, this bald man named Zhang Qing was already holding two Jie Dao, and was facing straight...

Huh?
Just after jumping from Wu Song's shoulder to the ground, Chen Xiu was completely relieved to find that this guy stabbed Wu Song who had turned into a ghost.

Didn't you mean to stab me?
That's fine!

By the way, I'm a cat now.

Meow is so cute, what bad thoughts could there be?
I've heard of mouths that kill people, but I haven't heard of mouths that want to kill cats!

But in the next second, Chen Xiu was shocked to find that without his order, Wu Song, the ghost, flew up and kicked Zhang Qing to the ground on the spot.

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