Being a ghost and having multiple personalities

Zhang Lingyue took two steps back, and in front of him stood a tall and slender man, dressed in black, wearing a ribbon inlaid with black gemstones around his waist, his hands were hidden in his wide sleeves, only his fingertips were faintly visible.

This man has long ink-like hair combed behind his shoulders, and the hair on his forehead is casually tied behind. A strand of hair flows down from the left side to cover his cheeks. He has a good face, which seems to reveal a trace of tenderness, but there is no expression.

Zhang Lingyue had just come out of the human bone room, and now he felt very kind when he saw this person. Zhang Lingyue said to this person: "What place is this? Can I go?"

The person in front of him stood still and didn't speak as if he didn't hear it.

It was only then that Zhang Lingyue realized that the man's eyes were dull, and that the eyes had passed over him, not on him.

Zhang Lingyue turned around and looked, but there was no one behind him, so what was this person looking at?

Zhang Lingyue took a step towards this person, but this person turned around automatically to let him open the passage, Zhang Lingyue tentatively said: "Then I... have passed?"

This person had the same expression as before, and he still didn't move or speak.

When Zhang Lingyue walked past him, he seemed to hear the man sigh. He stopped and turned to look at the man. This man was still the same as before, almost like a statue.

Zhang Lingyue felt more and more strange, and ran in the corridor with his legs open. There was a corner in front of him. Just as Zhang Lingyue was about to turn around, a thick and long vine whip hit him hard on the chest.

"Uh..." Zhang Lingyue fell to the ground, the skin on his chest was split open by the whip.

"Ah—the smell of human blood" came the voice of an old woman, followed by the "rustling" sound that Zhang Lingyue heard in the bone room.

The "rustling" sound stopped in front of Zhang Lingyue, and a crooked woman wearing a brown tattered cloak stood in front of him. The "rustling" sound was the sound of the cloak being dragged on the ground.

"If you are a dead person, this whip will definitely knock your soul out of you!"

At some point, two villains appeared beside Zhang Lingyue, to be precise, they were two little ghosts.

These two little ghosts each pulled Zhang Lingyue's arm and dragged him back. Zhang Lingyue was so weak that he let himself be dragged on the ground by them.

When passing by that person just now, he still had the same movements and expressions as before.

The two little ghosts put Zhang Lingyue back on the big bed. The pain in Zhang Lingyue's chest spread all over his body, but he couldn't move.

The two little ghosts turned into two wisps of smoke and disappeared, the door of the small gray house closed automatically, and the old woman's voice sounded outside again: "Master Ye Jun has only been in office for sixteen years, and I still need to remind you of some things!"

Zhang Lingyue's body was in excruciating pain, so he simply closed his eyes and gritted his teeth to bear it.

After a long time, Zhang Lingyue only felt that the burning sensation of the wound was getting worse and worse. He groaned softly, bit his lip immediately, and instantly filled his mouth with the smell of blood.

At this moment, Zhang Lingyue felt the bed next to him sink, and he opened his eyes in shock. Although he couldn't move his body, he could see from the corner of his eye that the person he saw in the corridor just now was lying on his back. next to myself.

Is this man the ghost king?

This man gently put his hand on Zhang Lingyue's chest, Zhang Lingyue became nervous, what if he knew that he was a man!

The man's hand paused on Zhang Lingyue's chest, then directly reached into his clothes and put his hand on the wound.

The wound didn't hurt anymore, and something cool got into his body, which was very comfortable.

Zhang Lingyue's vigilance towards this person slowly relaxed, and he asked, "Are you... the King of Ghosts?"

The man took his hands out of Zhang Lingyue's clothes and did not answer him. He lay down on the bed in the same posture as Zhang Lingyue and closed his eyes.