The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

Mo Bai shook his head.

"Of course you can't see them, their souls have all been scattered, and only ghosts remain here.

It was his idea to seal those miscellaneous souls in the body and then crush and destroy them. "

Nan Zhiyi said as she completed the task, then took out another recliner, placed it next to Mo Bai, and lay down like him.

“I just don’t know if he knew that someone used his things to destroy the body.

What do you say if we report anonymously?"

“No, if you report it, he will probably lose his position to me the next moment.

His partner is the Human Emperor, and he is love-brained, so he spends half of his time in the ghost realm and half of his time among humans.

Every time he comes back, he kills a group of people, and he's worried that he can't catch me."

As Mo Bai spoke, he closed his eyes, his expression became more lazy, and his voice became much softer.

"But if you want to deal with them, I can help."

"You're sleepy, why don't we go back first?" Nan Zhiyi felt a little distressed when she saw that he looked a little tired.

"The time has not come yet, so you can't go out." Mo Bai said lightly, and then he became quiet, with a hint of fatigue between his brows.

"Okay, I'll watch." Nan Zhiyi said, turned around and watched him rest quietly.

After nothing was filled in, the whole room became quiet again. He didn't know how long it had been, but he felt like he was in a trance.

Sometimes I think about when I first arrived, sometimes I think about my mission, and sometimes I think about my physical body.

After the last world, in order to avoid the separation of its physical body, that side lost its suppression and was expelled by the heaven of the small world.

He integrated that Dharma body into his soul, even though what he lost was a virtual data, so at the beginning he did not notice that he had become a living soul.

But later, I realized that this is the ghost realm, and living souls are also spirits, which can be materialized here.

"Sir, hurry up, this place is going to collapse." A green flame floated in from outside, followed by an anxious voice.

The ground began to shake and objects made creaking sounds.

Nan Zhiyi glanced at it without moving. When the will-o'-the-wisp got closer, he grabbed it, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the funnel.

There was a sharp explosion, and then the world became quiet again, as if everything that had just happened was a dream.

I don’t know how long it took, but then a clattering sound was heard and Mo Bai slowly opened his eyes.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and then faded away the moment he saw Nan Zhiyi.

He stood up and packed his things neatly. "It's time to go."

"Okay." Nan Zhiyi also stood up. After collecting the things, he returned everything to its original state. Just like when he came, he covered his eyes and was taken away.

"We have a day today to spend time together. Is there anything you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

"You know." Mo Bai looked at Nan Zhiyi meaningfully.

Okay, another day of fooling around.

The next day, Nan Zhiyi walked into the classroom carrying her schoolbag.

I saw the teacher standing on the podium with a serious face, and a group of students were looking for something and making a lot of noise below.

"Pen, where is my pen? That was the birthday present my mother bought me." Liu Yaowen searched his desk anxiously, muttering to himself.

"That bastard stole my pen?"

Others also pretended to search anxiously, occasionally chiming in. "That's right, people who steal things are so despicable."

Nan Zhiyi lowered his head indifferently, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible, and walked straight to his seat.

I put the schoolbag on the table and took out the textbook as usual.

Suddenly, I touched a pen that didn't belong to me. There was a groove on the pen, inlaid with a green diamond.

At this time, everyone's eyes turned over, and even the teacher stood on the podium and spoke righteously.

"Students who stole Liu Yaowen's things please come forward or return the things to him after class.

Otherwise, bad kids will be punished.”

"Bad boy who stole things, stand up."

"Bad boy who stole things, stand up."

Everyone roared in indignation, as if that person had done something unforgivable and needed to be publicly executed.

The students' appearance began to change with each stern word. Some of their facial features began to distort, some grew bloody mouths on their faces, and some turned into tentacle monsters.

Nan Zhiyi was stunned for a moment and then understood. He had never seen this thing when he left before. It seemed that he was framed.

He snatched out the pen, lowered his head, and stood up tremblingly and timidly amid the roars of his classmates.

"Yes...I'm sorry, my pen ran out of ink yesterday, and I didn't see you, so I took your pen as an emergency.

I wanted to return the pen to you in person today and express my gratitude, but I didn't expect to make you anxious."

"Taking something without asking is stealing. You are a despicable and shameless thief. Stop making excuses." Liu Yaowen snatched the pen angrily and pointed at Nan Zhiyi aggressively, scolding her.

Others echoed, "Yes, thief, thief, he should be punished."

"But you didn't say that before, classmate Liu Yaowen."

"You said before that we are friends, so you can take things without asking. Where are my pencil case and paintbrushes?"

"We are different." Liu Yaowen glanced at him with disdain, as if he saw some garbage.

It's like saying, don't you look at your own identity, my identity.

"What's the difference? Are classmates bullying the weak?" Nan Zhiyi seemed to be about to cry. She raised her head, her eyes were red, she was sniffing, and her voice was full of tears.

His image suddenly changed from a notorious thief to a poor person who was bullied.

On one side is the aggressive school bully, and on the other side are the innocent classmates who are bullied. If it were somewhere else, everyone would probably jump up and attack the strong and unreasonable party.

But it’s different here. Everyone likes to stand on the side of what they think is justice and condemn others, venting their dissatisfaction, but they don’t care about the life and death of innocent people.

Bullying the weak gives them a sense of accomplishment, but watching the fall of the strong makes them even more excited.

Now they all looked at Liu Yaowen with burning anticipation.

"Yes, we are all classmates, so what's the difference between high and low?"

"How come you can take other people's things, but others can't take yours?"

"Just being a ghost shouldn't be too hypocritical."

"I didn't." Liu Yaowen said hesitantly, looking at the changed expressions of the people around him. "This matter is all a misunderstanding, let's just forget it?"

He dared to do it, but he didn't dare to admit it.

If he bullies his classmates, his reputation will be ruined and others will have an excuse to treat him the same way.

The students who were preparing to judge suddenly quieted down, and the teacher stepped in to smooth things over. "Since it was a misunderstanding, and the pen has been found, let's just do our own thing!"