After Becoming a Mountain God [Transmigration Book]

Ji Yi is dead.

Some people may wonder, who is Ji Shi?

Looking back, his parents can be regarded as intellectuals from a scholarly family. The husband and wife hit it off, like a pair of lovers like gods. Unfortunately, Ji Shi, a monkey, was born shortly after marriage. The whole room is civilized and polite. All family heirlooms are useless.

When Ji Pohou was four years old, he had already established a prestige among the half-sized bare-bottomed children in the yard, stealing chickens and dogs to dig out eggs, and doing things that made adults angry every day.

The naughty old woman at the door said that the child had a strange skeleton, and she knew it was a juvenile delinquent at the first sight.

Afterwards, Ji's father and Ji's mother were laid off from their jobs and went into business, invested in a factory, and made a modest amount of money. Not only did they give birth to Ji Shi's younger sister, but they also moved to some high-end community. Ji Shi was like a monkey. In the environment of a high-end residential area, he has been fascinated by white shirts and other pretentious things. He has a good face since he was a child. In the second and third grades, he served as the school grassroots for two consecutive terms.

Another year passed, and at the time of the handover of senior one and senior two, something happened to Ji's father and Ji's mother.

traffic accident.

There is no conspiracy or framing, just the driver drunk driving, ordinary car accident.

The two elders are always kind to others, they probably never expected that they would die so suddenly, and they flew into the sky as a pair of mandarin ducks, absolutely never expecting any changes in the lives of their children.

In this car accident, the only unusual thing is that it was Heishhui who killed them.

The drunk gangster was obediently sentenced to 20 years, but the promised compensation never came.

Even all kinds of strange relatives appeared on both sides of his parents, and they took away his parents' factory together, leaving no money for the siblings. The most arrogant cousin even told Ji Shi with a smile before leaving. The gangster who went to prison was just a scapegoat, and the real culprit who killed Ji Shi's parents is still at large.

16-year-old Ji Shi sent ten-year-old Ji Xiaoer to a boarding elementary school, and disappeared for two years alone. When Ji Xiaoer graduated from elementary school and couldn't recognize his brother, he suddenly appeared again and appeared together Yes, there is also the news that there is a gangster boss in the city who is about to go to prison and be shot.

At this time, Ji Shi, who was an adult at this time, took Ji Xiaoer to move to another province, went to college again, and after finishing his studies, he joined the society to buy a house and a car.

Angry youth love to complain, just like thousands of ordinary young men.

Oh, no, he is not an ordinary young man, he is a handsome young man.

In these 24 years of life, there have been sweets and bitters.

But when it comes to death, Ji Shi didn't expect it to come so quickly and violently, and it just made him burp.

"Hiss, I'm a little cowardly." Ji Yi thought.

...No, where did he think.

The second knife seems to have pierced the heart. Now that the hospital is so powerful, can this kind of injury be saved?If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have called Xiaoer, and had called an ambulance myself.

The young man who seemed to have survived a catastrophe was distracted slowly, groping to turn over.

……and many more.

Why can't I move?

If he was in the hospital, why didn't he feel the soft cotton quilt, didn't hear the footsteps of the young and beautiful little nurse coming and going, and didn't even smell... The hospital will never dissipate, that disgusting smell The smell of disinfectant.

Could it be that the whole body is paralyzed?The consequences are somewhat dire.

Thinking of this, Ji Shi tried to open his eyes.

The eyelids are not as heavy as he expected, or, it seems, probably, seems, maybe... What he opened does not belong to the eyelids.

Even with their eyes open, no one can see the surrounding environment 360 degrees without any dead angle.

Ji Yi was stunned for a second.

Compared with why he suddenly had strange abilities, he cared more... Where is he? !

It’s okay not to observe 360 ​​degrees without blind angles, but now that his field of vision is fully open, he found a circle of dead people around him.

In the dim dilapidated house, a few beams of light came downstairs through the gaps in the rotten wooden boards on the roof, allowing Ji Shi to clearly see a room full of dead people rotting out of water and revealing their bones.

Had his body been dumped into some small house in the wilderness?So many people died without being found?The police and public security bureaus all eat dry food?Haven't found such a major case?

After scanning around but not finding Ji Xiaoer, Ji Shi felt relieved and began to think about the most important question——

——Absolutely the self who can’t die anymore, why can he still do the act of thinking?

...Could it be that he turned into a zombie?

Ji Yi felt that this joke was a bit cold.

Then he found out that he was really a Tucson, he didn't turn into a zombie.

The reason why he has no sense of touch and cannot move is because he is a clay figurine at the moment.

About the height of a person, buried by several corpses, only the head is exposed, the color has completely faded, the surface is pitted and there are many cracks, it is almost impossible to tell that it is a humanoid... clay figurine.

Ji Yi: "..."

God of your mother thief.

Ji Shi's nerves - of course he doesn't have such a thing now - can't accept this change from materialism to idealism at all, and suddenly crashed.

Time will not change the flow rate because of his crash, and what should happen will continue to develop. Before Ji Shi's brain, which is slowly restarting, understands what kind of environment he is in, he suddenly hears a shrill scream Call.

Those who heard the screams felt chills all over their bodies. If they hadn't turned into a dead clay figurine, Ji Shi Jipi Gada would probably have crawled all over his body.And the scream came from far to near, but it was already close to him in an instant.

A plume of black smoke screamed, suddenly broke into the room, circled around the room twice, and got into a corpse with a whoosh.

Before it got in, Ji Shi saw a human face growing on the black smoke.

ghost.

After rejecting all opportunities to watch supernatural and horror movies for 24 years, Ji Shi felt that he could no longer bear the next development, because immediately after the first ghost image, dozens of ghost images flew into the room, one after another. He found his former body, and hid in it while crying and howling.

This group of ghosts who look like sopranos are a bit like miscellaneous soldiers clearing the way.

With this thought in mind, Ji Shi endured the discomfort and chills, and continued to observe his surroundings.

Only this time did he realize that the corpses around him were not only rotten and hideous, but also the cloth pieces soaked in corpse fluid, whose specific pattern and color could not be discerned, were somewhat familiar.

The kind you often see on TV.

Ji Yi's heart sank.

He vaguely had an idea, but he didn't want to believe that this idea was true, so he could only continue to observe.

At this time, with the ghost shadow clearing the way, the real master finally appeared.

A black snake appeared.

The body of the snake is about two to three feet long, and the thickest part of the waist is as thick as a bucket. The glossy black scales cling to the body of the snake, and the faint reflections can directly arouse human fear of reptiles.

Ji Shi calmed down a bit. In the eyes of a person who is afraid of ghosts, compared with ghosts, snakes are nothing short of refreshing.

In the next second, the giant black snake slapped Ji Shi in the face with action.

The head of the huge snake that spit out the snake letter arched a corner of the room, and crawled in meanderingly. Only halfway in, the black snake opened its mouth and swallowed a corpse.

The ghost hiding in the corpse screamed, and there was no more sound.

Ji Yi frowned in the clay figurine.

Originally thought that these ghosts were Black Snake's younger brothers, but now it seems that they are just food reserves.

Should he be thankful that he won't be swallowed by a snake now that he is a clay figurine?

The black snake swallowed three corpses in a row, and finally satiated. It lazily swept away an open space with the tip of its tail, coiled its three-foot-long body a few times, and lay down to rest with its eyes closed.

This dilapidated house is its snake den.

When the black snake was resting, faint brilliance emanated from its scales, reflected on the stone wall of the house, surging like water waves, and its exhaled breath was black and purple, and it spread in the room within a few minutes , shrouded in one piece.

In the black and purple mist, Ji Shi saw that the rotting speed of the surrounding corpses was accelerating. The mist was obviously poisonous.

Ji Shi was once again glad that he was a clay figurine at the moment.

Then he had to admit his vague thoughts before.

He crossed.

Time travel is actually not a big deal, but he traveled to an ancient world of cultivating immortals.

In various novels, there are quite a lot of people who traveled to the ancient world of cultivating immortals, but whether those people transmigrated into adults or monsters, they were all living creatures after all, or they transmigrated into a sword or a magic weapon, and they had a chance to become adults. What can one do when time travels as a clay figurine, expecting an idle Nuwa to pass by, pity him?

It's better to let him die directly.

Ji Shi was slandering crazily, and things suddenly had a new development.

The ghosts in the room didn't seem to be all. When the black snake demon was about to fall into a sweet dream, another ghost flew in screaming, circled around the black snake demon twice, and the screaming stopped.

After a while, a dozen or so ghosts in a room screamed in unison, and the roof was so shaken that dust fell from the roof.

Silently, Ji Shi felt that there were two more cracks on the body of his clay figurine.

... In this world, it is not safe to be a clay figurine.

The deafening sound can wake up even the dead, let alone the sleepy black snake demon.

The black snake demon was still a little angry when he woke up, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to stretch his body violently, sweeping away the corpses with his tail, forcing the ghosts hiding in the corpses to dare not make a sound before calming down.

Ji Shi among the clay figurines frowned.

He felt that he seemed to understand what the ghosts were screaming just now.

They are shouting... the king, the king!A Taoist priest came to the door!

Hearing the same words, the black snake demon erected its upper body. The black and purple mist surrounded it and turned into a purple gauze. Wrapped in the gauze, it was the snow-white carcass transformed from the upper body of the snake demon.

Ji Yi raised his eyebrows.

I didn't expect it to be a female snake demon.

He is also good-looking, with a seductive air, which is especially in line with his aesthetics.

Zishayi seemed to be a magic weapon. The snake demon was ready to meet the enemy and was about to go out when a sword light suddenly split the room.

Arriving with Jian Guang, there is also an extremely hearty male voice.

"Madam Heitan, you have killed more than 130 people in your practice so far. The poor Taoist came here specially, can I have a good discussion with you?"

Among the clay figurines, Ji Shi's eyes widened unknowingly.

Youzai Youzai stepping down on the white clouds is a Taoist priest wearing a shabby gray robe. He can't tell his age, his eyes are bright, like a young man, but he has a head of vicissitudes of white hair, tied into a high ponytail, the tail and wide sleeves Along with the Yunjuan Yunshu at the feet of the Taoist priest, he fluttered coquettishly, looking like a very carefree, white-haired and childlike face, like a fairy.

Ji Shi stared at the three pendants on the Taoist priest.

Gourds, books, and a sword.

Isn't this the standard configuration of Yan Beigui, the protagonist of the Virgin Mary in the damn "Supreme God"?

Ji Yi: "..."

Things don't seem right.