Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

The world you see is much richer than you imagined.

Human perception only has three-dimensional space and fourth-dimensional time, but it does not mean that other dimensions do not exist at all.

For example, the Calabi-Yau manifold space [1] conjecture is the spying of ordinary people on the high-dimensional world.

On the 38th day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, it is [-]:[-] in the middle of the night.

The busy asphalt road at the main entrance of Pingdu Hospital is only occasionally passed by vehicles.

If you look at it through the eyes of the law or the eyes of yin and yang, this ordinary two-way eight-lane road in the eyes of ordinary people has some strange meanings.

On the asphalt road, there is still a phantom of a road.On this road, which is invisible to ordinary people, there are a row of banners hanging along the way, and there are long and short white candles on both sides of the road.This is the way to death that leads directly to Fengdu's ghost gate.

The days are good these days, and it just so happens that the ghosts and ghosts are bustling on the road to death, some of them come and go against the flow of traffic;

There were also a few new ghosts, standing in groups of three or four, chatting nonsense one after another.

"When did you die?"

"I slipped a watermelon rind on the road, slipped into the middle of the road, and hit my head with a spoon. Do you think it's wrong or not?"

"Hey, that hurts."

"Who said it wasn't."

Some mischievous ones will lie on the rearview mirror of passing cars and look at the serious faces of the drivers with relish.Of course, there are also some new ghosts who are crying and unable to accept the fate of death. Most of them are not welcomed by other happy new ghosts, and they only dare to hide in the corner of the road and cry quietly.

Walking along this road, after passing the Pingdu Hospital, it happens to be the Town God's Temple on the boundary of Fengdu City.In other words, where the mayor of the underworld works.

People big and small in Fengcheng City, no matter whether you are a high-ranking official or a commoner, are treated equally after death. They all come here to report, register in the register, and become new ghosts.

After eating and drinking for about seven days, I took the introduction of the new ghost road before I could continue walking inside.

It's not far inward, and to ordinary people, it's just an ordinary overpass.But the new ghost holding the luyinzi will see that the overpass is stacked with a large stone archway in vain, with the three characters "Yin and Yang Realm" written on it.

This is the land of yin and yang chaos.After passing the Yin-Yang Boundary Monument, there is a ghost market divided into two markets in the north and the south.Many ghosts, ghosts, capable people and strangers mingle among them, hoping to find some wonderful treasures.

The North and South Jidu have passed, and it is the gate of hell, and after passing the gate of hell, one can be regarded as a real person from the underworld.

Behind Beiji Ghost Gate, there is a small independent hut, which looks like a patchwork of steeple attics, tree houses, and half castles. There is a sign hanging crookedly on the door-"Treasure of Troublemaker", the end of the signboard There is also a small fat deer painted on the horns.

Don't look at the broken door, this is the shop opened by the most famous Master Fei Lian in Beiji.The opening time of this store is probably longer than Hades.

The small dark green wooden door was lifted. The small shop is not big, just a counter two or three meters wide.

The one who entered was a female ghost in a long red dress, her head was only half-drawn, and her tangled hair was stuck to her head indiscriminately with blood, covering half of her face.

Sitting behind the counter was a handsome young man in his early twenties who looked friendly and gentle.Her jet-black hair has just the right amount of ripples, flat eyebrows and deer eyes, and two faint dimples when she smiles.The most beautiful thing is the moist lips on his face, like soft petals, covered with a persuasive light.

He is like an elegant flower bearing morning dew in a greenhouse, or a little prince with a clean heart in a fairy tale.

He noticed the female ghost walking in, and he was very happy, and asked, "What do you want to see?"

"I...I want to buy something that can torture people."

"Yes. There are everything." The gentle little brother said with a smile, "Some people fall on the ground, some eat instant noodles without a fork, some go out and step on dog shit, some don't go well... ...which one do you want?"

"I..." The female ghost hesitated to speak, "I want something more powerful. For example, one that can torture madness and torture to death..."

The man raised his eyes and glanced at her, still smiling gently, but there was something different in his eyes.He was not in a hurry, blinked his long eyelashes, and said slowly: "This is detrimental to Yin."

The room was not very bright, and on one side of the candlestick stood a little monk with a blue lantern, which was the only light source in the whole room. [2]

The man looked the female ghost up and down: "Looking at you, it's only been seven or eight days, and you haven't reported to the Palace of the King of Hell. At this time, if you lose your morality, the living people will suffer for a few days at most. But for you If you say it, then the gain outweighs the loss. Maybe, from some kind of human world, you fell into the hungry ghost world..."

He stopped talking, and looked at the visitor with a half-smile.

This man looked gentle, but he was really touching, but he was hiding some sharp knives under his gentleness.

The female ghost understood what this man meant, weighed it for a moment, and changed her mind:

"Then, is there anything that can make people obsessed and fall madly in love with me?"

The man rested his chin, tilted his head, and looked at the female ghost again with interest, his eyelashes were full of starlight.

He had a faint smile, and his dimples were full of smiles: "Yes. We have the latest product here, 'Bounce Three Bounce'."

Just as he was talking, he casually fished out a red eye patch from the counter, and with his fingertips, he pushed the eye patch towards the female ghost, rambling: "Look, it matches the color of your clothes very well."

The female ghost turned her only remaining eye around, and barely pointed her bloody eyeball at the blindfold: "But, the blindfold clearly says 'Bright Eye Sticker'..."

"Ah, that's right. It's written wrong." The man smiled and quietly folded the corner where the words were written.

The female ghost noticed this guilty little gesture, and gave him a speechless look: "Is it useful?"

"Yes." The man said with a smile on his face, "Do you know why this product is called 'Beng San Beng'?"

"why."

"I posted it. Goodbye to you. Every day I dream about it. I think about it during the day and think about it at night. In his heart, it's like a cat has scratched it."

"What's scratching?" The female ghost tried to think with half of her head, but she couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

"My heart is itchy!" The man laughed, "My heart is itching unbearably, why don't I just 'jump three times' in a hurry."

"Hmm." The female ghost seemed quite convinced by this explanation, looked at the red blindfold several times over and over again, and asked again: "Then I'll buy one. How much is it?"

The man was startled, then smiled and said, "Three hundred copper coins."

The female ghost asked suspiciously: "So cheap? Last time I bought a dream stone, it cost five thousand yuan bills."

The man paused, then changed his words: "That's five thousand yuan bills."

The female ghost yelled: "Your price is too low, it's too big, it's unreliable."

The man propped his chin and looked at him with a smile: "Didn't you listen to the people from the City God's Temple before you entered the ghost market? Heavenly King Gai Dihu and Ming Shu are unreliable."

When she was reporting at Chenghuang Temple, Guichati mentioned something about staying away from Pingdu Hospital and Jianmingshu, but she was so worried that she completely forgot about it.

"Everyone says that your [-]-year-old store is like a joke, so I won't buy it." The female ghost said.

She threw the red eye mask on the counter, and a few drops of plasma dropped from her head.

"Little girl, don't go." A powerful voice came from the inner room of the shop.

The young man behind the counter smiled and stepped aside.

A tall, dark figure came from behind along the aisle, which was full of boxes on both sides.He turned sideways, squeezed extremely hard, and managed to pass the aisle with some difficulty.

The young man standing behind the counter suddenly tilted his body.

The female ghost was still wondering, seeing the tall shadow turn around in place, and the antlers on its head that looked like two trees spun around, crashing into a lot of things.

"I'm sorry, I'm the owner, Fei Lian."

He was a burly old man with a gray beard and huge antlers.The branches of the antlers are vertical and horizontal, at least two meters wide, like a huge fan unfolded.

He ignored the things that were knocked off by his antlers on both sides, and continued: "This is a friend of mine. He was playing with you."

The young man couldn't help straightening up his waist: "Old Lu, you should either expand the store or saw the antlers, otherwise the things here will be called down by you sooner or later."

"Ming Shu, don't make trouble. There are still guests." Lao Lu put his shoulder lovingly.

Originally, this young man was considered tall among normal people, thin and straight.But the old deer that squeezed over was like a giant, with a palm about the size of the young man's broad shoulders, which made the man named "Ming Shu" a bit petite.

"Mingmu stickers are indeed useful, but you are almost missing something." The old deer said, just as he was about to turn around, Jian Mingshu immediately turned his head to avoid the sweeping antlers.

He searched for a long time on the full shelves, turned around several times, Jian Mingshu was dexterous, pinched the time and tilted his body and turned his head, looking careless, his head was not bad: the big antlers didn't even sweep him once.

Lao Lu finally fished out a dusty file folder from a corner, patted the dust on it, walked sideways, and put the folder on the counter.

"You lack this. Painted skin. Eye patch with painted skin, when he sees you, he is the appearance of the sweetheart he wants to see, and will have special feelings for you."

Although she is a new ghost, she still knows the name of the ancient demon god Fei Lian.And the stag-headed giant in front of him was just like the legend, friendly and easy-going, without the slightest pretensions of an ancient god. [3]

The female ghost nodded, half pulling the few brains in her head that almost dripped down.She said, "Well, I want both."

Jian Mingshu still held his chin and looked at her with a smile: "Painted skin, painted skin, it is the skin of the person he likes, not you."

"Wouldn't it be more heartbreaking to see your lover in someone else's skin, and to say love words that are not for yourself?"

The female ghost was sad for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said: "It's true, it's good to have a good dream."

The two were happy, and they made a deal. After paying the two thousand yuan bills, the female ghost left contentedly.

Seeing her back floating out of the room, Jian Mingshu sighed leisurely.

"It's a pity, a pity to be so stupid even after death."

The old deer was amused by this man who looked like a little boy.He smiled lovingly: "Say it as if you understand."

"Who says I don't understand." Jian Mingshu looked at him with a smile, and leaned on the seat.

Lao Lu Feilian patted him on the shoulder kindly: "Others don't understand you, but I still don't understand. You are the clouds in the night wind. You look soft and blown away, leaving no trace."

Jian Mingshu shook his head: "It's really not that poetic."

Not that poetic, but Fei Lian was right.

Although Jian Mingshu looks elegant and gentle, with a gentle and affectionate appearance, in fact, looseness and freedom are engraved in his bones and blood, and written in his soul.

If he doesn't have that kind of thinking, no matter how much you put your heart and soul into it, even if the emperor lifts a big sedan chair, he won't take a look at it.

Really, it's a floating cloud in the night wind, following one's inclinations and minds, rolling to the east, leaving nothing behind when the wind passes by.

For this kind of person to understand the trivial matter between the two of them, it's better to get up early and eat a few more meals-don't mess with this useless mind.

"Tell me, what is the purpose of coming here this time? You can't come here in the middle of the night, so you can help me look after the store."

"Don't worry." Jian Mingshu looked at him with a smile, and raised his hand to glance at his watch.

"three."

"two."

"one."