I, C, attend the funeral

The night wind blows the weeds, and the leaves on the trees rub against each other.

All the sounds in this world make Zihe feel terrified.

Obviously there was only one thing standing there confronting him, but suddenly there were evil things in all directions, and a sense of crisis that he was surrounded.

How to absorb people's souls, Zihe learned without a teacher when he first regained his sanity, as if it was engraved in his own remnant soul.

——It is necessary to scare the three souls of the person first, and then call the other person's name.

As long as the other party responds, that is to say, he opens his heart to him, and he can ask for anything.

But now, not to mention that he doesn't know the other party's name, he is not sure whether this evil thing has a soul to suck, and whether it can operate like a human soul.

Just when he was thinking about running away before he was not sure whether he could handle the thing in front of him, the thing suddenly moved.

The moonlight was cold, and Zihe saw the thing's face clearly.

This is not a person, nor is it a ghost.

It was actually a long-haired animal, and it took the face of a human corpse and hung it on its own face.

Look carefully at the thing's body again, and sure enough, from the tattered sleeves and collar, you can see that the thing's neck and hands are covered with hair.

Zihe looked at the dead skin hanging on the animal's face, and felt chills in his heart. The weird sense of crisis was even stronger, and he felt the scalp on the back of his head go numb.

His lips were dry and he couldn't help licking them.

He took a step towards the side with his legs, and decided to run into the city first—at this time, he had no chance of winning, and it was best not to confront the strange evil spirit head-on.

Just when he was about to run, that spirit or monster opened his mouth.

It raised its head, a pair of dark brown round eyes looked at Zihe through the eye holes of the dead skin, and said to him in a crappy voice and strange accent:

"What do you think I look like?"

As soon as it opened its mouth, Zihe's stepping feet stopped.

He frowned and looked at the thing again, because the skin of the dead body stuck to its face fell off again, revealing half of a dog's face.

That pair of dog eyes seemed to reveal a human expression, filled with joy or anger, but Zhengxie's eyes, in the dim night, they firmly met Shang Zihe's eyes.

He suddenly remembered the story of the animal begging that the old temple master once told him.

Some animals either live in an outstanding environment, or encounter some treasure containing evil spirits. By chance, they are able to gain wisdom and start to practice.

Just like his remnant soul was trapped in the jug by someone using spells, and the old temple master preached to him every day to help him regain his sanity. After he was free, he could also start to practice and let his It's like the soul changes.

It's just that the mountain dog in front of him obviously doesn't want to be a ghost cultivator, but wants to be a human being by begging people for title.

If he replied 'like a bird's egg', it would break the mountain dog's practice for a hundred years, and it would have to start all over again.

Maybe he has a grudge and wants to harm him.

Think about it, the mountain dog didn't really hurt him, but it just jumped out suddenly to block the way, which frightened him a lot, and made him feel a little embarrassed.

But for a few cents, can I eat it?

Why did he bother with this mountain dog? It hurt others and brought disaster on himself.

The mountain dog in front of him, who didn't recognize the person and was not a monster, didn't get a reply, and eagerly took two steps towards Zihe.

Stamping on the ground with two hind legs, walking swayingly, he stretched out his hand to straighten the dead body's face, and asked again: "What do you think I look like?"

Zihe immediately said with a smile, "Like a beautiful woman!"

Tonight is really a good day, he is free, and this dog thing in front of him can also be cultivated into a human being, how wonderful.

He didn't know what he was before this remnant soul, but now he was possessed by a man and became a young man.

How about letting the mountain dog in front of me become a beautiful woman, one yin and one yang, a happy event in pairs, that would be great.

When the mountain dog suddenly heard Zihe's words, its body paused. It seemed a little happy on its face, but its expression was a little weird.

After a few breaths, the gray hair on its body became shiny at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Obviously, after obtaining the seal, it has already met all the prerequisites for cultivating a human being, and after a while, it can become a human being with more effort.

For many practicing animals, being a human with a lifespan of only a few decades and then entering reincarnation is more attractive than being an immortal ghost or goblin.

Seeing the mountain dog throwing off the dead skin on his face, Zihe breathed a sigh of relief, and said to it, "Then I'm leaving."

But the mountain dog raised his head and said, "Here you are."

As he spoke, he took something out of the tattered clothes, and walked up to him with two hind legs.

He looked at the mountain dog with some doubts, and when the other party came to him, he reached out and took what it respectfully handed over.

Holding it in front of you, it is just a short section of an ordinary metal blade, which seems to be covered with a halo.

But since it was specially given by the other party, he put the iron piece in his pocket and threw it into the flagon.

Seeing him accept the iron piece, the mountain dog took two steps back and bowed deeply to Zihe.

Zihe was a little embarrassed, it was just a little effort, and he gave something and bowed.

After straightening up, the mountain dog was ready to leave. Zihe looked at its ugly and weird appearance, smiled and stretched out his hand to indicate the position of the collar.

The mountain dog didn't understand, so he tilted his head to look at his collar, and then at his own tattered collar, a little confused.

He simply took two steps forward and walked up to the mountain dog. The mountain dog was not afraid of him, and still stood upright, pretending to look up at him like a human being.

One of the dog's front legs protruded from the collar, obviously not very good at wearing human clothes.

He reached out and pinched the dog's front legs, stuffed it back into the collar, and then pulled it out from the tattered cuff.

The mountain dog didn't dodge the slightest bit when he touched him, obviously treating him as a benefactor he could trust.

Although it was thin and ugly, its eyes were shining, and those big round eyes looked at him steadily, making it look a bit ugly.

Helping it put on the tattered clothes, Zihe quickly took a step back, and wiped his hands on his trousers in distaste - he didn't know where he got his tattered clothes, it was dirty and smelly.

The mountain dog bowed to him again, then turned around, imitating the movements of humans, and staggered up the mountain.

In the end, it didn't take two steps, but stopped again, turned back to Zihe and said awkwardly in a human voice: "I'm a male..."

Then he sighed, seemed satisfied, but a little dejected, and left...

"Uh..." It's such an unfortunate coincidence...it's a male.

This... he is also out of good intentions...