Supernatural recovery, my system is a computer

"Hand-written Xiangtai Golden Inscription Sutra, I only hope to have a knot in the next life. The lotus flowers are turning, the poplar branches are dripping with dew, I want to appreciate my sincerity..."

Sha Peng threw a handwritten Nalan poem into the fire by the river. There was some yellow paper that he had not finished burning. The embers lit up the white and black characters, and there was a flash of fire in the distance.

With the light of the fire, he lit a river lantern purchased online. After praying for a moment, he put the river lantern in. The river lantern bloomed like a lotus in the water and drifted away with the current.

The tears in Sha Peng's eyes could no longer be suppressed and flowed down his cheeks. In his mind, he recalled every moment with him. When they met in the park where everyone was gathering, he saw a unique person in the crowd at a glance, the other person. He actually gave him a red hat.

Later, it was as sweet as a Korean drama. Unfortunately, God is always jealous of lovers. One night, he failed to come back after going out. Sha Peng searched all night. The next day, after being notified by the police, Sha Peng found You know, he went out and met zombies.

The police informed Sha Peng that the body contained the zombie virus and had been cremated.So he changed to a new home because there were too many memories there. Today he came to the small river next to the park again.

Before the Ghost Festival, the official has issued a notice strictly prohibiting traveling at night. However, some people have found that even if they go out at night, the official control is not as strict as stated, so the brave people come out quietly.

Sha Peng is not very courageous, but the meaning is different today.There were also people burning paper money opposite, and Sha Peng knew that they also wanted to offer sacrifices to the dead.Even though the authorities say that the dead have become ghosts and are no longer the same people, they still have a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

This is thanks to Chinese TV and movies over the years. The ghosts in them can all retain memories of the past, and there have never been many stories of unresolved love between humans and ghosts.

Sha Peng looked at the river lantern and thought: "If he can come back, what will happen to the ghost?"

Just when he was stunned, there was a sound of rushing water in the river. He was so excited that he quickly took a few steps forward without even noticing that he had stepped into the river.

Under the night, a tall and thin man wearing red tights and a red hat walked out of the river. His face was fleshless and he smiled like a mummy.

Sha Peng was so happy that he took a few steps forward. The river water had already reached his knees. His eyes were red with excitement and he said, "What is GAY?"

The man in red pants in front of him said nothing, just looked at him with black eyes, motionless.

"You, don't you remember me? I am Naludo, look into my eyes and tell me, who am I to you?"

He continued: "When we were together, our favorite anime was Ninjago. We were nicknamed after the main characters in it. We agreed..."

Sha Peng rambled on, telling their past.

The man in red pants remained expressionless, but he raised his right hand slightly.

Seeing his reaction, Peng immediately rushed forward and stopped a step before him. Then, he raised his trembling right hand and gently touched the other person's thin face.

As soon as his hand touched his cheek, the man in red pants suddenly raised his right hand, and his right claw was like a hoop, lifting his former "lover" up.

Sha Peng's face was full of shock and disbelief. He grabbed the other person's right hand with both hands and squeezed out a few questioning words from his throat: "Are you really not him? Ming, Ming, they look so similar. Quick note. Get up, what is GAY?"

It's a pity that reality is not a passionate anime after all. There are no miracles here, and there is no belief in the transcendent friendship between two men.

Sha Peng's legs kept shaking, kicking and splashing water. His head turned red, his eyes protruded, and saliva flowed from his mouth. Gradually, his eyes turned white, and he was about to drink to the northwest.

In his ears, he heard someone screaming on the river bank in the distance, but no one wanted to save him.

The light and shadow around him were distorted, and he knew that he had entered his dying moment. He heard a familiar voice coming from the river again. Was there another ghost walking out of the river?

He glanced sideways, and under the distorted silver moonlight, a man with short hair walked out of the glistening water.

He looked at the situation and laughed, then laughed.

"I came back alive."

Sha Peng's face turned purple and he could no longer show his anxious expression, but he still used his trembling right hand to ask for help from the man.

Even he might be a ghost. On the verge of death, he finally understood the meaning of living.

Boom, a blazing flame slashed through his nose like a knife, the ghost hand was cut off, and he fell into the water.

Suddenly, he choked on a mouthful of murky river water. When he stood up, his eyes were blurred and he saw that the man had already walked to the shore.

Ahem, he still felt like something was holding his throat. He grabbed it and saw that it was a ghost hand.

He turned around, and the pitiful thing was that GAY was almost burned out. The strange thing was that even with the water blocking his feet, his feet were still burning, and finally they were all reduced to ashes.

Peng turned around and was about to say thank you. Wherever there was anyone on the shore, the man had disappeared.

But he knew that his "GAY" would never come back, not even as a ghost.

. . . . . . . .

Netherworld.

Tang sighed: "We fell into a trap. He must have escaped through another exit."

Duanmu Tingting said: "Why are you so sure?"

Tang Dao: "He has completed his goal, and the next step is to leave. Leaving the Netherworld is one of the better ways to get rid of us."

"What do you think his goal is?"

"Slaying ghosts?"

"During the time he caught me, I have been testing him. He hid himself very well, but I think that the kind of ghost a ghost should not be judged by what he said, but what he did."

Inuhiko suddenly burst out laughing. Seeing the other two looking at him, he explained: "It's a bit like a woman's evaluation of the man she likes."

Duanmu Tingting said: "Continue talking."

Tang nodded and said: "Ning Caichen has been killing ghosts since he appeared. The dead ghosts have two characteristics. One is that they are full of evil, and the other is that they are quite powerful. The strongest among them is Qiu Shizhong."

Inuhiko said: "He obviously wanted to kill Duanmu, but he couldn't succeed."

Tang smiled and said, "So, Duanmu, you were never his target. Maybe he thought about killing you, but gave up in the end. I think only you know the reason."

Duanmu Tingting said: "If the battle between me and him comes to the end, he will definitely die."

"It can be seen that he is a ghost who can withstand temptation. He resolutely gave up the hope of defeating you and killing you, and turned to kill Shizhong. Even if he had a similar premonition, he must be A ghost with firm beliefs is never willing to change his original plan."

Duanmu Tingting said: "Do you think he has already made a plan for the final killing of Shizhong since he killed the first ghost?"

"Yes, and I also used you to bring out the arrogant Qi Shizhong."

Tang continued: "His plan has been completed. I don't know what the significance of him killing these ghosts is, but it must be very important to him. I think we have let go of an extremely dangerous kind of person."

"It's a pity that during the time I was controlled by him, he should have used ghost detection to find multiple entrances and exits to the world, so he could escape so easily."

"The most important thing is that he seems to be very familiar with some of us ghosts, such as Ruqiu Shizhong. If we can figure this out, we will probably know his motives or who he is."

Duanmu Tingting smiled and said: "He came to this world and thought he could escape? As long as he continues to show off and kill our ghosts, we can catch him. Let's go. The pursuit ends here. You should know what day it is today. .”

Tang looked up at the red full moon that could no longer be covered by the dark clouds in the sky, and murmured: "The Ghost Festival is here."

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I found a police station near Xu Xuanzi Park. After revealing my identity, I finally got through to the investigation bureau.

"The ghosts in the Nightmare Kingdom, their ultimate goal is to open the door to the ghost kingdom. Once the ghost door is opened, it is like opening the floodgates. No matter what day in the future, ghosts can enter and exit the two realms at will at night."

The person on the other side was silent for a moment and then said, "I understand. We will inform Captain Yan Nan of your information."

Xu Xuan suddenly asked: "Where is Yan Chan? Don't lie to me."

"This, she is most likely captured by ghosts."

"Any clues?"

"No."

"Really?" Xu Xuan's tone was as calm as water.

There seemed to be some exchange on the other side, and he continued after a minute: "The captain led the team to Qingniu District People's Hospital."

Xu Xuan hung up the phone, Qingniu District People's Hospital?He has been there twice.Is there something else he doesn't know about?

He clicked on the calendar on his mobile phone and marked it for tomorrow. It said that it was appropriate to offer sacrifices but not to be buried.

Xu Xuan walked out of the police station and looked up at the bright full moon in the sky. He couldn't help but think of the blood moon in the underworld. It must be as round as this.

The Ghost Festival, which falls on the same day as the Buddhist Obon Festival, is also known as the Ghost Festival among the people. In some places, magical performances are performed, in some places lanterns are put up, and in some places paper figurines and paper money are burned. Food is used to sacrifice ghosts and gods, but generally speaking, they are "celebrating" the Ghost Festival.

But the Ghost Festival also has its own legends and taboos. The most widely circulated one is that on this day, ghosts from the underworld will come to the upper world through the ghost gate, so many people will sacrifice their dead relatives and friends on this day.

What was mentioned before is that the government requires civilized sacrifices and no fires, so all kinds of strange sacrifice methods have emerged. The most famous one is online sacrifice, which can be completed with a few clicks on your mobile phone.

However, more people still tend to burn paper money, so on this day, you will find a puddle of burning yellow paper at every intersection.

The Hungry Ghost Festival actually does not start on the night of July 12th, but on the night of July [-]th. After [-] midnight, it is July [-]th.

It happens to be the evening of July [-]th, [-]:[-].

Xu Xuanjiang started the motorcycle borrowed from the police station, drifting around the curve, and the buzzing sound of the motorcycle gradually faded away.

The bright full moon in the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of faint dark red, and there were ghosts lurking in the shadows. They were all waiting, waiting for changes that had not happened in thousands of years.

The ghost will officially become one of the masters of the real world. This is a general trend that cannot be stopped.

[Author's digression]: I finally caught up. .