my God

Song Yan ran into the grass by the side of the road, with the intention of avoiding the ghosts wandering on the street, but as soon as he ran, the ghosts on the street stopped and looked at him.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

When time flowed again, the ghosts all moved, and they floated towards Song Yan quickly.

oops?Song Yan was taken aback for a moment, then he felt bad, and quickly took out a soul-suppressing talisman and held it between his fingers.

The ghosts were indeed stunned for a moment when they saw the talisman, but then they continued to rush over.

"Yangqi..."

"Hee hee, Yang Qi!"

"There are people alive!"

"It's great, I can absorb the yang energy of a living person!"

Song Yan vaguely heard some voices, and after understanding the intentions of these ghosts, he turned around and ran away.

This is the wilderness here, except for a road, there are weedy wasteland on both sides, and a little further is the hillside.

Song Yan didn't dare to go back to the road, so he could only turn around and run back, but he regretted it not long after he ran, because he saw the densely packed graves on the hillside.

This place turned out to be a cemetery specially opened up by several nearby villages!No wonder there are so many ghosts on this road!

There are stretches of tombs ahead, and countless ghosts chasing behind. If you run to the left, you will be surrounded by ghosts, and if you run to the right, you will also be surrounded by ghosts...

Song Yan suddenly regretted that he had wandered away aimlessly. It would be nice to go back to the city center, where the lights are bright and popular, and there are not many ghosts.

Just when Song Yan stopped and was at a loss, he heard a sudden "Wow——" from the sky above his head.

Song Yan hurriedly looked up in surprise.

"Wow-wow--" A black bird glides and circles under the moonlight.

"Shenjun!" Song Yan waved his hand happily at the black bird and shouted.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Song Yan felt that after he shouted that, the crow seemed to lower his head and give him a blank look.

A ghost has come to Song Yan and stretched out its sharp claws towards him.

Probably due to the fact that this ghost has been around for too long and is too hostile, Song Yan actually saw what it looked like—the blue-faced fangs and the whites of its eyes turned up, a long red tongue hanging out of its mouth, and it was still sticky. Saliva slipped.

Song Yan held the paper talisman, but was so frightened that he forgot to pat it with the paper talisman.

Seeing that the ghost's sharp claws were about to grab Song Yan's neck, a black shadow descended from the sky, and then a golden light shot out, knocking the ghost far away before it lost its shape.

Only then did Song Yan come back to his senses, and found that it was a god standing in front of him in human form.

"Thank you, Shenjun!" Song Yan couldn't help pulling Shenjun's sleeve with gratitude.

Shenjun flicked his arm, freed his cuff, and then scolded without turning his head: "I'm not good at learning art, and dare to hang around the cemetery on the Ghost Festival? You really are not afraid of death!"

"I didn't go here on purpose," Song Yan quickly explained, "I sent a child home, and then turned around here..."

"It's great to take care of others even if you lose your life!" Shen Jun continued to sarcastically.

"I was wrong, Shenjun! I really know my mistake! Stop scolding, and help me solve this crisis first, okay?" Song Yan knew Shenjun's temper, and if he dared to choke with him, he would definitely leave immediately Well, a good man doesn't suffer from immediate losses, he should be soft.So, while begging for mercy, he grabbed Shenjun's sleeve again and shook it coquettishly.

Shenjun didn't sarcastically ridicule him anymore, but just snorted softly, and seeing another ghost approaching, he pulled back the sleeve in Song Yan's hand and flicked it out, cursing: "Looking for death!"

A gust of wind blew past, and the nearby ghosts were instantly blown away, turning into a plume of black smoke and drifting away.

Seeing this, other sane ghosts stopped, hesitating whether to continue to charge forward.

Shenjun glanced around coldly, and then said cruel words: "I don't know what is good or bad, I will make you lose your soul!"

The words were about to fall, he raised his hand and waved to the side, and a half-meter-high rock on the ground instantly turned into a pile of gravel.

The ghosts were not stupid. Knowing that the living person's yang energy could not be absorbed, they retreated one after another, and then scattered along the road, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief, then tugged on his shirt a few times, peeling off the sweaty clothes.

Shenjun turned around and gave him a hard look.

Seeing this, Song Yan couldn't help laughing and said, "Next time you'd better scold me directly, rolling your eyes will hurt your appearance!"

"Stupid! Reckless! Coward!" Shenjun immediately cursed unceremoniously.

"Yes, yes," Song Yan nodded hurriedly, "I will definitely study hard and practice hard in the future, so as not to embarrass the god!"

"Hmph!" Shenjun snorted at him through his nostrils, then turned and walked towards the road.

Song Yan hurriedly followed, and asked cautiously, "Where are you going?"

Shenjun ignored him and continued to walk forward in anger.

"The road ahead leads to the mountains, are you going to the mountains?" Song Yan reminded.

The mountain god was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and walked back.

"Now we are heading towards the city center. Are you going to play in the city?" Song Yan asked again.

"Are you annoying?" Shen Jun glared at him, "Can I walk around casually?"

"Oh, then I'll follow you wherever you want!" Song Yan followed with a smile.

The two walked silently along the road, and the passing ghosts all avoided after seeing Shenjun, probably because they felt the energy and low pressure contained in Shenjun's body.

Half an hour later, the two finally reached the downtown area.

After seeing a barbecue restaurant, Song Yan turned around and asked, "Shenjun, are you hungry? Let me buy you something delicious!"

God: "..."

Seeing that Shenjun didn't have the nerve to answer, Song Yan directly took his hand.Originally, he planned to drag him to the park by the street, but Shen Jun threw him away and said angrily: "Presumptuous! How dare you insult me!"

Song Yan: "..."

You seem to have heard this?

"I want to take you to that gazebo over there. I can't let you wait for me on the street, can I?" Song Yan hurriedly explained.

"Hmph! I will go!" Shenjun flicked his sleeves and walked towards the gazebo Song Yan pointed to.

Song Yan saw him enter the gazebo and sit on the stone bench, then turned around and walked towards the barbecue shop.

He couldn't help but clenched his right hand, and rubbed his thumb against the other fingers, but the strange feeling was still evident.

When he held Shenjun's hand just now, he felt a burst of coolness, which was not as piercing as ice, but more like the temperature of river water at night, but how could a person's body temperature be as low as the water temperature?

Moreover, his hands are very soft, soft with toughness, not as sharp as a normal man's hand, combined with the low temperature, this feeling is like jelly, cool, soft, and very soft. creamy.

This feels so strange!Song Yan couldn't help rubbing his fingers again.

After buying a large package at the barbecue shop, Song Yan ran into the gazebo.

"Come on, eat quickly! While it's hot!" Song Yan put a large package on the stone table and said while unpacking, "This is lamb skewers, this is a large piece of meat, this is sausage, and chicken feet Ball tofu mushroom... eat, eat whatever you like!"

Shenjun sat there motionless, looking at him coldly.

Song Yan was taken aback, and couldn't help asking: "You don't like these?"

"How do I eat?" Shen Jun asked coldly.

"Just, eat like this..." Song Yan picked up a string of thousand-layer tofu, took a bite and said.

Shenjun seemed very angry, and shouted directly: "I am a god body now, how can I eat without a dharma body?"

"Huh?" Song Yan didn't understand what he meant, and after a moment of stupefaction, he asked tentatively, "What about your dharma body?"

"Dharma body?" Shenjun suddenly sneered, then took a deep look at him, turned his head and stopped talking.

Song Yan realized that he didn't want to talk about it, so he turned around and asked, "Then, how did you eat before?"

"Borrow a crow as a dharma body!" Shenjun quickly turned his head and gave him a look, his eyes were full of contempt, as if he was mocking him for being stupid or blind.

"Then, borrow it again?" Seeing that he was about to explode, Song Yan had to lower his voice and asked cautiously.

"I can't borrow it for the time being." Shenjun replied indifferently.

"Why?" Song Yan felt a little tired talking to Shenjun. If he didn't ask, he would never have said the whole thing directly.

"How do you think that golden light came from when I saved you just now?" Shen Jun turned back and stared at him fiercely again.

Song Yan thought about it carefully, and finally remembered that when Shenjun landed in front of him, he really used a golden light to knock the evil spirit away.But what is that golden light?It must not be the Dharma Body of the Crow, otherwise it would be black.

Thinking of the picture of a crow being thrown out as a weapon, Song Yan couldn't help but think about it, but when he saw that the god was staring at him, he hurriedly corrected his thoughts.

That golden light should be mana.Mana is consumed too much, so there is no way to possess Crow Fa again?

Seeing Shenjun look away, Song Yan felt that he had guessed right.

"Then, I can only eat it. Did you watch it?" Song Yan handed the string of tofu with only one bite to his mouth again, and ate it one bite at a time.

After Shenjun gave him a hard look, he turned around and stopped looking at him, but he couldn't hide his angry look even if he turned around.

Song Yan put down the food in his hands, and said softly, "Is there no other way?"

"Yes," Shenjun said negatively without turning his head, "Just give me some of your yang energy!"

Song Yan nodded without thinking, "Okay, here, here you are!"

Shenjun suddenly turned his head and looked at him in disbelief.

"You saved me just now, I should treat you to a meal!" Song Yan smiled at him and said, "Come on, suck my yang energy!"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll suck you dry?" Shen Jun stared at him, deliberately threatening.

"Don't be afraid, you are my god, how could you harm me? It's too late for me to trust you!" Song Yan replied with a smile.

Shenjun stood up suddenly, looked at him and said word by word: "You gave it to me on your own initiative!"

"En!" Song Yan nodded solemnly.

After Shenjun walked around the stone table and walked to him, he suddenly reached out and hooked the back of his neck, then lowered his head and pressed his lips to his mouth.

Song Yan: "..."

Um?Is there something wrong?

The author has something to say:

Author: Nothing wrong, just like this~

Song Yan: But the ghosts just now...

Author: Can gods and ghosts be the same?

Song Yan: Oh, so!