Raiders, Boys' Dream Factory!

After eating and drinking enough, and getting a good night's sleep comfortably, when Zhang Fei woke up the next morning, many of the strange experiences of last night had been thrown into the corner of history along with his injuries.

If ordinary people had fought with others as hard as he did, they would probably not be able to get out of bed for two or three days, but Zhang Fei's resilience was astonishing. Although he had fought countless times since he was a child, he had only gone to the hospital a handful of times.Most of the time, as long as he got a good night's sleep, the minor cuts and bruises healed without medicine, leaving no scars at all.

The duty is only once a week, and today he can rest at home.Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Zhang Fei yawned and turned on the computer, and touched the glasses to put them on.His eyesight is actually very good, both eyes are steady at 1.5, the reason why he wears this pair of glasses is to shape his image as a gentleman, and secondly, to bid farewell to his past self.

Saying goodbye to that brave and ruthless "Shaking Bancheng"...

Raising his hand to touch the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, Zhang Fei couldn't help curling his lips—these glasses are old and ugly, and they were claimed to be "special plain glasses for anti-radiation and anti-myopia". There is not even a fraction of what is advertised, and the stupid old man in his family can spend a month and a half of his allowance to buy it for his son who is admitted to the computer department.

The glasses accompanied him to become a teacher after finishing college, and after wearing them for so many years, he gradually got used to wearing them. He almost never took them off except for sleeping.Many times, wearing glasses, he would almost forget how dangerous a prick he used to be—until that little bastard knocked his glasses off last night.

At that moment, the beast lurking in his heart seemed to wake up in an instant, guiding him to complete the whole process of beating the gangster half to death.

Now recalling the battle last night, he still feels his blood is slightly hot.

No matter how much he pretends to be polite, the country is easy to change and the nature cannot be changed... Despising himself for not being firm enough, Zhang Fei took two deep breaths and ordered himself not to have any more random thoughts that he shouldn't have.

He is now a teacher, the kind who teaches and educates people.

After a few clicks of the mouse to open the mailbox, it was already full of various emails, and the mailbox logo at the top turned into a pale ghost, floating on the mailbox page.

Ghosts... By the way, yesterday seemed to be... I clicked on the homepage of the mailbox, and there was a line of reminders in the messy advertisements-today is the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar.

July [-]th, so yesterday was July [-]th?

July fourteenth, the day when the gate of hell is opened...

Could it be that he saw a ghost last night?

How funny, your ghost can fight with people for hundreds of rounds and get seriously injured?

Laughing at his completely unreliable thoughts, Zhang Fei shook his head, clicked the ghost that was floating around, checked the files that were not important, opened the game client, and planned to start the day of a standard otaku.

He slumped on the chair and adjusted a comfortable posture, but there was a slight pain in his lower body.Reaching into his pocket, Zhang Fei couldn't help but frown at the cold feeling from the tentacles.

It was those small crystals, but for some reason it was much colder than last night, and it felt like ice cubes to the touch.And the ice cubes could at least melt. Zhang Fei picked one out of it and squeezed it in his hands for a long time, but he didn't even get any heat from it. Instead, his own hands were numb from the cold.

What the hell is this, a mini air conditioner?

Finally unable to hold back, he threw the small crystal in his hand back on the table. Zhang Fei shook his numb hand and took two breaths of hot air towards it, only then did he feel that the feeling in his hand had recovered.

The few small crystals stayed on his table obediently, and they didn't seem to intend to explode or spit out a witch.Rationality tells Zhang Fei that it is better not to be curious about some things.But according to his intuition, there must be some secret in it.

After much deliberation, reason still prevailed. Zhang Fei threw those small crystals into a plastic bag, then walked to the door, intending to throw them out directly.

However, just after he opened the door, what appeared in front of him was not the corridor of his house as expected, but——

That darkness.

... When he opened his eyes again, he had already appeared in the gloomy hall in front of him. A mysterious guy said that this is the underworld.

Picking out a piece of crystal from the bag and pinching it—these things are not cold at this time, and they feel much normal——Zhang Fei asked the man in white: "What is this?"

"Ghost crystal." The man in white flicked his hand in the air, and a few wisps of white smoke shot out from his fingertips, forming two Chinese characters, "Crystals formed by the condensation of Yin Qi. If there is too little Yin Qi around, they will decompose on their own. So it feels extremely cold. However, there is plenty of Yin Qi here, and ghost crystals can also exist stably."

The crystallization of Yin Qi... does not sound like a good thing.

After making up his mind to throw away the garbage quickly, Zhang Fei asked again: "Then why did that guy drop this thing?"

"To be precise, it wasn't 'him' who dropped this."

"what is that?"

"A wandering ghost."

Wandering ghosts, one of the most common types of ghosts in Yangjian.This kind of ghost itself is weak, but it can possess the body of a living person and absorb life for cultivation.When they are attached to a person, they can stimulate the potential of the body. Even a person who is originally powerless will gain strength comparable to that of a boxer after being stimulated by them.

The time for a wandering ghost to possess a person is uncertain, but it will definitely absorb a lot of Yang energy from the host.Even if the person whose vitality is sucked away will not die, they will lose decades of life.Moreover, during this period, the wandering ghost will use his body to attack others, or satisfy his own greed. Often the host wakes up and the person enters the classroom.

The biggest weakness of wandering ghosts is that although they can endure pain, if they are attacked strongly enough, they will involuntarily leave their bodies, and when they leave their bodies, they will take away the damage from their bodies.The reason why the little bastard who was beaten up by Zhang Fei last night was unscathed was because the wandering ghost attached to him escaped - judging from the injury, it is estimated that the wandering ghost would also lose a lot of vitality and drop several items .The Yin Qi split from his body was expelled by the gangsters and condensed into ghost crystals, which happened to be picked up by Zhang Fei again.

"Taste?"

"The underworld divides the strength of ghosts and immortals into levels. The lowest is seventh rank, and the highest is first rank. Generally, ghosts who have not cultivated a soul body are not admitted to rank. Even though the one who faced you last night could not condense a soul body, his strength is very strong. The strength of the fifth or sixth rank."

To put it bluntly, it’s still a miscellaneous fish... Zhang Fei, who was originally happy because he had beaten the ghost, could not help but frowned. Noticing his reaction, the man in white added: "There is not enough yin energy in the world for ghosts to cultivate. None of the ghosts have cultivated a soul body in the yang world, and most of them go to the underworld to continue to practice after they have completed their cultivation. Although the one you have met has not yet become a ghost fairy, but in terms of strength, it can still surpass the beginner ghost fairy. A rare outlier."

Hearing what he said, the corner of Zhang Fei's mouth couldn't help drawing a proud arc—but he quickly suppressed it back.After coughing, Zhang Fei said seriously again: "So, that's why you came to me?"

If the purpose of the man in white is to recycle this thing, then he is very happy - God knows whether this kind of thing will cause any adverse effects on the body.

"No, that's not the case." For fear of Zhang Fei's misunderstanding, the man in white shook his head vigorously, "That's not the reason we came here for you. It's the reason I'm so presumptuous that you can beat that wandering ghost."

Even his tone changed a lot more respectfully. The man in white took a deep look at Zhang Fei. Before Zhang Fei could react, he lowered his head and knelt down!

"What are you doing?" Startled by the action of the man in white, Zhang Fei subconsciously stepped back, and after thinking about it, he hurried forward two steps to pull the man in white up.But he didn't expect the man in white to be so strong that he couldn't pull him up for a while.

The man in white still lowered his head, and his voice was steady and firm: "This matter is very important to the underworld, and now, our chances are not many... In any case, I hope you will consider it carefully and don't speak lightly. reject……"

"Can you get up first? If you kneel down like this, I'm afraid I'll lose my life..."

"Please rest assured that accepting other people's kneeling will not reduce your lifespan." The man in white raised his head and explained seriously, "This is just a misunderstanding of the people in the world. The effect of this technique will damage the lifespan of a person..."

"...You better get up first!"

After tossing and tossing for a long time, he finally pulled him up from the ground, Zhang Fei only felt that his head was as big as a bucket.

He has always disliked being begged, especially this kind of pleading that is too serious... But he doesn't want to get involved in inexplicable things, especially things that have something to do with ghosts and gods.

Respect ghosts and gods and keep a distance, Zhang Fei has always had this attitude towards nothingness.

However, this guy in front of him... The corner of his mouth twitched, and Zhang Fei glanced at the man in white who stood up but still looked at him earnestly, and sighed: "Speaking of which, I still don't know your name... your name is What?"

"Under Bai Wuchang."

"...Where is the black impermanence?"

The person who claimed to be Bai Wuchang smiled slightly, showing some white teeth: "Black and white impermanence is the name of the ghost class in the underworld, but I am not a ghost messenger, so the name is just for convenience. Black impermanence, naturally Neither."

"It turned out to be like this..." Going around still couldn't get around the point. Zhang Fei searched for a topic for a long time but failed. As a last resort, facing Bai Wuchang's eyes flashing stars, he still asked the question: "So... ...What on earth are you looking for me for?"

"Please, become the ghost king priest of the present age." Bai Wuchang solemnly said with his head bowed.