After I resigned, I became popular in the whole universe [Quick Transmigration]

Wild suburbs, mass graves.

Under the moonlight, the withered old forests look like rotting corpses standing in place, casting fine and chaotic dark ghost shadows on the ground.

The cold wind whizzed past, the bleak leaves fell, and the ghosts on the ground swayed wildly, causing a burst of weeping and wailing.

On the open space, the fresh flesh and blood of various animals were scattered everywhere, exuding a strong bloody aura.The severed internal organs were filled like dishes in white jade plates, and seven burning white candles swayed with the wind, with a little bean-sized candlelight shining on all sides of the blood-smeared formation.

The bright or dark crimson light fluctuates like breathing, brewing and waiting for something.

Evil and treacherous sacrifices are being carried out here.

A man stood outside the formation, murmured a strange melody, and suddenly sprinkled the blood in his hand. The blood touched the center of the formation, and if it touched high temperature, it would quickly evaporate into red smoke and disappear.

The man's eyes sparkled, he recited the mantra to the last paragraph, and shouted sharply: "Now!"

The voice fell to the ground, and with a whoosh, the surrounding area of ​​the cemetery fell into dead silence for an instant, and no insects could be heard.

The surrounding temperature dropped rapidly in an instant, as if breathing would frostbite the lungs, making people feel cold all over, and shiver unconsciously.

A pitch-black mist swept over all vision, and even the moonlight was dyed black, without a trace of light.

The roaring of evil spirits, the crying of babies, the sound of resentment and cursing, the sound of despair and collapse, all the sounds gathered together and slammed into the brain, almost taking away all the minds of people!

When he came back to his senses again, the moonlight fell on the surroundings like frost, and the air returned to the cold calm of the past. A man in a dark robe and pale complexion stood quietly in the center of the formation like a cedar.The expressionless appearance fits perfectly with the cold and terrifying world behind him, as if blending into one.

Seeing this, the summoner excitedly thought to himself: It is said in ancient books that this formation can summon the most terrifying ghosts in the world, and the power of the ghosts in front of them is indeed unimaginable!

——He got that guy's blood through all kinds of hard work, and it really worked!

The man standing in the formation slowly raised his head, his cold, blood-red eyes quietly stared at the summoner in front of him, as if a demon was evaluating a piece of fresh meat.

The summoner was so frightened by this gaze that he almost wanted to back away.After a while, he recalled the records in that ancient book and the experience of summoning ghosts in the past. He raised his chest and said loudly: "Listen! Ghost! I am your master! From now on, you must obey my orders, Fulfill all my wishes and conquer the whole world for me!"

Li Gui stared at the other party indifferently, and then spoke slowly after a while.

"why?"

The ice-cold snow-like voice made people feel cold all over.

But what he said made people feel a little at a loss.

The summoner subconsciously said: "Why? I summoned you, and you must follow my command!"

The man in the black robe was expressionless: "Do you think this is a game, and you can automatically join the team when you summon an elf? And help you conquer the world, just with the little blood you gave me? Why don't I have this ability?" To conquer the world by yourself, and you are here to get in the way. Instead of talking about this, you might as well just tell me what reward you can give me."

The summoner was at a loss, he never expected that after summoning a ghost, he would be beaten back by the ghost with rigorous logic - aren't ghosts all sane and muddled?

He paused and said, "There is no problem with the salary. One live chicken per week, a handful of coins and ten incense candles will be burned for you at the end of each month. This treatment is absolutely generous, and no one can enjoy it!"

He thought of the ghosts he had summoned before, weeping bitterly and eating the fresh food offered by the living, as if they hadn't had enough to eat in eight lifetimes.Consciously, this promise is absolutely fine.

Ghosts who have been dead for too long cannot resist the temptation of these things.

But who knows, after the words were spoken, the pale ghost on the opposite side rolled his beautiful eyes, and said to him: "For 300 yuan a month, I want to summon the strongest ghost in the world and let me drive it. How can you think of it?" How beautiful is it?"

Summoner: "..."

He wanted to say a long time ago, why is this ghost's character so wrong!It's completely different from what I imagined!

The summoner was speechless, and couldn't help but blush from the sarcasm in the words, and said in embarrassment: "You, what do you want to do?"

"The annual salary is 3000 million, and I get 20.00% of the commission for completing an order. I have two days off every week and three months of paid leave every year. I need my permission to do work. I don't do things I don't like." The man in the robe said casually : "The working hours are from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] am. Other than that, you are not allowed to call me at will. Otherwise, if you call me once... I think about it, and I will eat one of your hands."

This is not over, the man said: "You have to pay for all food, clothing, housing and transportation. Houses and cars are standard equipment. At least arrange dozens of sets for me. Clothes are in every season, and one season must fill a wall of wardrobes from clothes to shoes. , It changes every year, and the style cannot be repeated.”

"Public travel—"

"Stop, stop!" The summoner couldn't listen anymore, and said angrily, "I only have hundreds of thousands of deposits, and I will give you a salary of 3000 million a year, and give you dozens of houses? Are you dreaming? Damn it !"

"I'm a ghost." The man said seriously.

"..." The summoner smoked from his seven orifices, and said angrily, "Impossible! You have a good idea!"

When other ghosts summoned them, they were excitedly grateful for some fresh blood. How could they be as shrewd as the ghost in front of them who didn't look like a ghost at all.

Seeing that he disagreed, the man gave him a contemptuous look, turned around and left: "Then there is no need to talk."

"Hey!" Seeing that the man was about to leave, the summoner was anxious: "Where are you going? You were summoned by me, so you must obey me!!"

call--

The dark wind roared, and the summoner who was trying to pounce was thrown into the air, thrown far, far away, and fell hard to the ground.

The man's cold voice drilled into his ears along the wind: "Find out your own identity! I just came here to interview you through the summoning array, but you are obviously unqualified as an employer! When you learned the summoning array, you didn't know It takes a huge price to summon me? It's ridiculous to send me away with a few chickens and candles!"

The summoner's face was blue and red, and he got up from the ground in embarrassment, and said in a low voice: "I thought the price to pay was blood life or something..."

So he managed to get the blood that ghosts desire most from a guy with extremely strong luck. Even if ghosts wanted their lives, they would find the owner of the blood to claim their lives.He also took all kinds of cattle, horses and livestock that were very expensive in ancient times as compensation for the flesh and blood. Even a thousand-year-old ghost would like this kind of fresh food...

But who knew that he had calculated thousands of times, but he didn't even think about it. The huge price repeatedly emphasized in the ancient book with a serious tone turned out to be such a realistic salary issue! !It's too outrageous! !

Before he got the ancient book inheritance, he was a poor and white little girl's summoner, but at this moment, he actually left tears of grief and indignation called poverty.

"Although I don't have any money, you can't find another summoner like me!" The summoner shouted loudly: "Humans and ghosts are incompatible. If you don't become my subordinate, I, as a Taoist Sooner or later, it will kill you and eliminate harm for the people! Let you be wiped out, forever uh—”

The man in the robe disappeared in place like a puff of smoke, and teleported to the summoner in the blink of an eye. His cold white fingers, like iron claws, pinched the summoner's neck, and said lazily and casually, "Since you said that you will kill me in the future , then I'd better take advantage of your weakness and get rid of you directly..."

"No, no!" The summoner was heartbroken, wishing he could travel through time and space and slap himself a hundred times in the face when he uttered such nonsense ten seconds ago, and said, "I'm talking nonsense! How can I kill you! I'm just pretending to be brave!" It’s just embarrassing!! You let me go, I’m willing to apologize! I’ll give you money!!!”

Probably the last sentence touched the heart of the man. He hooked the corners of his lips and said to the summoner in a tone as if teasing a small pet: "Oh? How much do you want to buy your life? Hundreds of thousands are not enough... "

The summoner turned pale with anger, thinking that not only did he not succeed in summoning the ghost, but he was blackmailed by the ghost, he tremblingly said: "A few, hundreds of thousands are enough for you to buy dozens of cows, not enough ?!"

"Huh?" The other party's tone sounded very impolite, and the handsome man gave the summoner a sideways look.The summoner was trembling with fright, his eyes rolling around.After a while, I suddenly remembered something, raised my head and said, "I know! That blood, the blood that summons you! Do you like it?!"

The man in the robe thought of the sweet and mellow fragrance, like the smell of the ultimate nightmare, couldn't help but licked his light pink lips like flowers, and said reservedly: "It's okay."

What do you mean it's okay? Judging by your expression, you almost have intoxication written on your face!

After learning the mystical arts, the summoner who thinks he knows something about the preferences of ghosts will not know how much these ghosts desire the blood of those great virtuous people.

Immediately sold that guy without saying a word: "I know where that man is! I'll take you there! He's an ordinary person who doesn't know how to fight ghosts, so you can eat him however you want!"

While saying this, he sneered in his heart: Hehe, great meritorious persons are protected by the law of heaven. If ghosts dare to approach at will and hurt each other maliciously, dozens of lightning strikes immediately are not negotiable.

It would be best for this ghost to fight with that person with great merit, and then he would reap the benefits of killing the ghost to gain merit, and at the same time steal the blood to summon the next ghost...

The man in the robe put down his hand grabbing the other's throat, and said without hesitation, "Oh? Who is that guy?"

The summoner quickly said: "Chu Yan!"

boom!

Flicking the long sleeve, an invisible barrier slammed on the Summoner harder than last time.

The summoner spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell to the ground more than ten meters away, as if he had been hit hard by a heavy truck, his bones trembling in pain.

"Uh...uh...you...why...!!" the summoner thought he was going to die, and asked in despair and fear.

The man—that is, Si Qi, walked up to the summoner, looked down at the summoner as if looking at a dead object, and said in a cold tone, "How did you get that man's blood?"

Could it be that because Chu Fen didn't know the existence of ghosts, he maliciously hurt Chu Fen...

The summoner left two lines of tears and said in despair: "I just watched him go for a physical examination, and sneaked into the laboratory to steal the blood he drew!!"

How can the shrimp soldiers and crab generals under him have such a great ability to take blood from people with great merit, are they afraid that they won't be implicated when the lightning strikes? ?

Si Qi: "..."

He really didn't expect the Son of the World to be so useless this time.

Obviously, in the arrangement of the world consciousness, this guy will eventually become the patriarch of the Xuan sect who calms all ghosts in the world and is admired by all human beings.

He glanced at the completely terrified man, and said casually, "Tell me his address."

With a choked voice, the Son of the World reported a place name, and swore to God that he would burn all the hundreds of thousands of deposits in paper money to the other party. Only then, amidst Si Qi's warning, "Don't bother me again", watched Si Qi float away. Go, there is only a piece of sadness left in my heart...

He even felt that if it wasn't for the fact that the other party still wanted to get the deposit in his hand, he might be dead now...

The records in this ancient book are really correct. If you are not in a desperate situation, don't try to summon this ghost... He shouldn't rely on his innate good luck to try to contact the other party!Now let alone achieving his goal and gaining a general, he even went bankrupt for this. He lost all his money and almost lost his life! ! !

He regrets it! ! !

……

In fact, the son of the world does not need to regret.

Because in the original world line, it was at this time that the Son of the World summoned the most powerful ghost king in the world, and finally subdued the ghost king.

It's just different from Si Qi's situation of interviewing, discussing salary and discussing whether to apply for the job. The original ghost king is in a daze, with only the desire to devour and kill.The Son of the World failed in his "persuasion" and was hunted down by the King of Ghosts.When he was at a loss, he thought of Chu Yan who had made great merit.

He knew that Chu Feng had a fatal attraction to ghosts, and was deeply favored by heaven, so that all evils would not invade.It just so happened that the ghost king lost his sanity at that time, did not remember the existence of the Dao of Heaven, and lost his awe.After being attracted by the son of the world to the vicinity of Chu Fian's house, the ghost king who smelled Chu Fian's body directly gave up the son of the world and went to kill Chu Fian instead.

The final result was indeed as expected by the son of the world. Chu Fen was killed by a ghost, and the ghost king devoured Chu Fian's cultivation base, but before he had time to digest this power, he was sniped by the Dao of Heaven, and the sky thundered. There is no such thing as one strength.

Taking advantage of the fisherman's profit, the son of the world used magic to forcibly take the ghost king as a slave, and engraved the soul seal.Afterwards, even if the Ghost King absorbs Chu Feng's blood and recovers quickly, and becomes as powerful as before, he will still be restrained by the Son of the World and cannot resist...

And the Son of the World, relying on the existence of the ghost king, will be invincible in the future battle against ghosts, beheading thousands of ghosts.Xiaoxiao effortlessly became the master of Taoism in the mouths of wealthy families, the prince charming in the eyes of beautiful girls, and the mysterious figure that even national organizations respect three points...

Judging from the feedback from the way of heaven, that is, the world consciousness, with the explosive growth of science and technology, the population has increased dramatically, and the number of ghosts left in the world has become larger and larger. Almost every corner of the human world is full of ghosts to the point of overflow.

If you don't want to find a way to deal with those ghosts and forcefully contain this force, the order in the world will get out of control sooner or later.No one knows whether the crazy ghost will suddenly kill the driver who is driving the train, an official with great power, or an important scientist at the pinnacle of human wisdom...

Regardless of the identity of the dead, every time someone is killed, it is a loss to the world.

How to control the ever-increasing number of ghosts, how to allow human beings to have the power to protect themselves against fierce ghosts, how to prevent the son of the world who possesses mysterious powers from using his abilities to do anything wrong... are all problems that Si Qi has to solve right now.

While watching the Son of the World staggering away through the camera, and monitoring his latest movements, Si Qi was lost in thought, and he cleverly offered an idea for Si Qi: [Master, do you remember that you have been to a place before? The world, that world has such a system as "hell".Shall we also learn from that world and create a reincarnation system? 】

Si Qi raised his eyebrows: 【Do you know how to do it? 】

Scratching his head: [I don't know... Master, didn't you learn it when you were in that world? 】

Xiuxiu thought that his master was number one in the world and could do anything! !

Si Qi was helpless: [This is probably something that only the Dao of Heaven, or the Lord God can do]

Xuxiu: [But Xuxiu thinks that the master is so powerful, maybe after a little research, he can figure it out? 】

Si Qi couldn't help laughing, and lightly tapped the little guy's head with his transformed fingers: 【You're so optimistic about me, let me think about it】

Think about the power of the world that other fast wearers can't easily grasp, but he uses it as naturally and casually as breathing.Si Qi thought to himself that he has always been a genius, maybe he can really do things that no one else can do, and fix the reincarnation system.

Xuxiu covered her little head, giggling: [Xuxiu's master is always the most powerful! ! 】

Hey, he loves his master~~

While one master and one servant were talking, Si Qi came from the mass grave in the wilderness to the modern city under the night.

In Si Qi's field of vision, he saw streaks of black-gray smoke filled in front of his eyes, like lines of ink that had turned into substance, randomly smeared in the surrounding air, dispersed, gathered, and multiplied unsteadily.

This gave Si Qi the feeling that he was currently in a hell full of ghosts, or undead ghosts in a fantasy world, and definitely not in the human world.

The ghosts will feel very comfortable staying in this place, and the ghosts will even become more bloodthirsty and powerful.But human beings must not be able to bear the influence of this environment, and they tend to become mentally weak, impulsive and irritable, and the crime rate of the entire society will soar.

Si Qi saw hundreds of people passing by in front of him, everyone was talking and laughing, their expressions were as natural as if they were all alive, except that their complexion was paler and their bodies were more or less stained with blood.

Looking up at the dark sky, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Si Qi was sure that the things in front of him were all ghosts.

A ghost noticed Si Qi's existence, looked at Si Qi's rare ancient-style robes, and his stunningly beautiful face, and couldn't help but smile friendlyly at him.

Some little girls blushed quietly because they met his eyes.

The reaction is exactly the same as that of a human being...

A young man walked by Si Qi and saw him wearing an ancient costume, so he took the initiative to strike up a conversation with him, and said with a smile: "Dude, did you die when you were a coser or filming an ancient costume drama, or are you really an ancient ghost?"

Si Qi thought about it for a while, and said, "It should be an ancient person. It's been too long, and I can't remember clearly."

"Ah, it will be like this." The boy scratched his hair, with an innocent look on his face: "I don't remember how long I've been dead, I just remember that I haven't become a singer, haven't written a song that satisfies me... ...so it can't just disappear."

Si Qi felt that the ghosts in this world were completely different from those seen in other worlds, and asked, "Why do we become ghosts? Can everyone become ghosts after death?"

"That's not true. Only those who are obsessed with death can become ghosts." The boy spoke in a very relaxed tone, without any "temperament" of ghosts in horror movies.

Si Qi felt that this group of people should have completely lost their secular desire to fight for power and profit when they were alive after losing their lives and becoming ghosts.Money, house, power, and prestige have all become a thing of the past, and there are very few things that can make them care about, except for the "obsession" that the teenager said.

So when Si Qi asked, the young man who simply seemed to care about nothing but his obsession immediately told everything he knew without any reservations.

"As long as the obsession in my heart is completed, it will disappear." The boy said cheerfully: "I want to become a great singer, write songs, hold concerts, and be loved by everyone! You must come to listen to it when the time comes." ! If I sing to my heart's content and you are also satisfied, then maybe I can realize my dream and disappear smoothly!"

A smile appeared on Si Qi's face, but his heart sank.

The sudden killing intent startled Xixiu, and couldn't help but say: 【Lord, master, what's the matter with you? 】

Could it be that his master hates this young ghost in front of him?

But taking a closer look at the other party's peaceful and harmless, even a little cute smile, he couldn't understand why Si Qi was suddenly angry.

Si Qi restrained his emotions, and while listening to the boy's face full of happiness, he fantasized about the scene when his wish would come true in the future, and said to Xuxiu: [I found that these ghosts are like ordinary humans, they are not threatening, and they are even more powerful than ordinary human beings. pure beauty]

Isn't this a good thing?Xuxiu was even more confused: 【Then...? 】

Si Qi frowned: [You forgot, what will the World Consciousness and the Son of the World do next? 】

Xuxiu thought about it carefully, and after a while, his body tightened suddenly, and his face was full of shock.

In the original world line, the children of the world will become stronger and more famous under the protection of the world consciousness.In the end, in order to "protect" human beings from ghosts, he slaughtered tens of millions of ghosts all over the country in one go, and became famous in the world of living people, and was praised forever.

Even if the price of his fame is the begging and crying of countless ghosts, the living people can't see what he did and what he killed.The Son of the World slaughtered without any pressure at all.

It was when Si Qi realized this that he suddenly had a strong killing intent towards the son of the world—that is a real executioner, a murderous maniac, stepping on other people's bones in exchange for his own fame and fortune, and he didn't tell people at all, you let him What I killed was actually your relatives and friends who still have emotions and memories.

Moreover, the Son of the World has no idea what impact ghosts will have on human beings. No one can tell him such a thing from such a high angle. He is a ghost who kills purely for his own benefit, and even thinks he can do whatever he wants. He who takes the life of intelligent species is as powerful as a god.

This made him even more disgusting.

In the cognition of the world consciousness, illusory ghosts cannot provide any help to society, and even threaten the lives of living people when there are too many.So even if ghosts have no intention of harming people, the consciousness of the world must eradicate them mercilessly like weeds that will take away the nutrients of flowers, otherwise the living human beings are so innocent.

If Si Qi didn't show up, these ghosts were destined to die—but now Si Qi came.

Seeing the young man in front of him who was talking enthusiastically to himself, and trying to take out the guitar on his back, and play a song for him on the spot, Si Qi smiled and said: "Your voice is very nice, singing will definitely get twice the result with half the effort. "

"Really!" The young man smiled brightly. Under the curious gaze of the surrounding ghosts, he walked to a higher place, sat down and stroked the strings lightly, and wonderful and soothing music sounded in the air instantly.

Many ghosts gathered around smiling, silently listening to the boy's performance.The young man sang softly, his voice was cheerful and bright, and the style of the song was so pure that he couldn't hear even the slightest distraction. This is music that can be conveyed into the human soul.

Just listening to this song, Si Qi felt that his body and mind had been baptized.

He even thought of a certain world long, long ago, where the races in that world regarded music as their life and dedicated everything to the most beautiful music in the world.

The singing that Si Qi heard back then was exactly the same as the boy's singing now... clean, pure, and exciting.

Si Qi pursed his lips, his eyes gradually became deep.He listened carefully to a song played by the boy with all his heart, and with a smile on his face, he clapped his hands like all the ghosts when the boy waved his arms to thank everyone, and then slowly turned and left the crowd.

When he walked out, he heard a child crying in fear in the building next to him. The gloomy girl was shivering under the quilt, and she called her parents in a broken tone, saying that she heard a very strange sound again. The voice, this time it is a teenager singing outside...

But there, obviously, there was no one there.

The parents comforted the girl that it was all an illusion, but the girl said loudly and stubbornly that she really heard it.

During this period of time, the parents were repeatedly woken up by the girl from their sleep. They had experienced too much of this kind of thing, and there was a little impatience in their words.They couldn't understand what happened to the girl, and felt that the girl was making trouble out of reason, and even wondered if she was mentally ill.

The girl couldn't get correct and effective comfort, and felt fearful and wronged. After a big fight with her parents, she turned off her cell phone in a breakdown, and hid in the bed, crying helplessly.

Hearing the little girl's cry, and seeing the happy face of the young man behind him, Si Qi lowered his eyes slightly.

Neither side is wrong.

Just missing a proper solution.

The author has something to say:

Thank you Landmine of the Blue Sea~

Don't worry, this dungeon is not scary at all hahaha.