I, the ghost hunter, chase my wife thousands of miles away! [Rebirth]

Yizhu's voice came from outside the door, "Return to master, it's a villain."

It wasn't Duan Rufeng, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.Duan Wuji let go of his clenched fist in his sleeve and asked, "It's so late, what are you doing here?"

"Seeing that the master has run out of food today, the villain thought he had a good appetite, so he made some snacks and brought them to the master as supper."

Shao Mubai was so moved that he was on the verge of tears, this Yizhu, as expected of the person who followed Duan Wuji all the time in his previous life, is so caring!

Duan Wuji subconsciously wanted to say that he was not hungry, but he stopped when the words reached his mouth, glanced at someone who was hungry, and swallowed his refusal.

"Oh, bring it in."

Shao Mubai was so grateful that he flew up to the beam before the door was pushed open, his eyes glued to the pocket food box.

Yizhu put the dim sum on the table one by one, and asked again: "Master, these dim sum may be a bit dry to eat, and the villain also made some porridge, do you want to drink it?"

Duan Wuji nodded casually, "Well, let's get in too."

Yizhu removed the food box, bowed and said, "Yes."

Yizhu's biggest advantage is that he does more with less talk.He never asks questions on the grounds of concern, nor does he tell and chatter like an old lady.He felt that Duan Wuji needed something, so he prepared it silently, and then asked his wishes.If there is nothing to report, he can do things all day without making a sound.

"You servant, really—"

Shao Mobai was talking happily, but was cut by someone's eye knife, he shut his mouth wisely, and raised his right hand reluctantly.

This Lao Shizi raised his hand to signal, making it the same as attending a class in an academy!

Duan Wuji drank the porridge calmly, and when the man was holding up his right hand persistently, and was about to break it, he finally said, "You haven't gone far, do you want to expose yourself?"

Seeing that he squeaked, Shao Mobai meant that he agreed to speak, so he lowered his voice and approached him:

"Yizhu's internal strength is not that good, so don't be so cautious."

Duan Wuji gave him a sideways glance, showing the coldness of three or nine days, "Be careful sailing for ten thousand years, I think you will die of talking too much one day."

Shao Zhengbai tried to win back, "I wanted to praise him, don't you want to hear me praise him?"

Duan Wuji took another sip of porridge, and said coldly:

"You don't speak well."

A certain person was petrified on the spot, and when the wind blew, a hole was opened—well, his daughter-in-law detested him!

During the last three days Shao Mobai stayed, Duan Wuji's appetite suddenly tripled. When Duan Rufeng asked, Yizhu only said "everything is fine" and didn't talk too much about anything else.

On the third day, the eve of Shao Mubai's departure, the two of them were facing a plate of mung bean and barley crisps, and they were reluctant to eat it for a long time.

Shao Mobai's heart was heavy, and he asked anxiously: "Wuji, I'm leaving tomorrow, do you have anything to say to me?"

Duan Wuji flipped through a martial arts secret book absent-mindedly. Hearing this, he put the book down, chose a bookmark that looked like a red-leaf plum, clipped it to the inside page, and closed the book.

"Have."

Shao Mobai's nervous heart relaxed, "I would like to hear more about it."

Duan Wuji raised his eyes, looked into Shao MObai's eyes, and finally asked the question that troubled him for many days:

"Who are you, why are you so concerned about me, and why are you trying to join the Devil's Cult?"

Shao Mobai thought for a while, trying to see whether the other party was suddenly curious, or wanted to know from the bottom of his heart.So ask:

"This is a long story, let me make a long story short."

"No."

"Ok?"

Duan Wuji said word by word: "Speak up and down, make it clear, make it clear, don't cut corners."

Shao Mabai was a little surprised, "You don't think I talk too much?!"

"It's better than being kept in the dark by you."

Duan Wuji's eyes were sharp, like thousands of blades coming out of their sheaths—his mood was so urgent that there was no room for perfunctory.

Shao Mobai understood this, and his heart warmed up.Looking up amidst the sharp blade, meeting his eyes, he finally subdued that ruffian and smiled softly.

"Wuji, in fact, if you don't ask me, I will tell you tonight. Because... I will leave tomorrow, to a far away place."

Duan Wuji was startled, "Where are you going?"

Shao Mobai's mouth twitched, "Lincang."

The vast continent they live in now is called "Eight Rivers".Chuanzhe, flowing water also.

The origin of the name "Bachuan" is the eight long rivers "Jing, Wei, Shu, Wu, Mo, Banyue, Lingzi, and Muxi".According to legend, there are "five lakes and nine mountains" in the Bachuan Continent, and "seven deserts and four seas" outside. The northern glacier and the southern desert are a magical continent with a vast territory.

Because of the interlacing of rivers, rivers, Jing and Wei, the terrain of mountains and plains is complex.Yachuan was also divided into six kingdoms, each occupying one side.There is "Manjiang" in the north, "Hengyu" in the west, "Xuanli" in the south, "Lincang" in the east, "Wei" in the southwest, and "Rong" in the middle of Sichuan.

The location of Pingjiao is a mountaintop in Hengyu in the west, while Lincang is in the far east, a country facing the sea.Across the entire Heng domain, indeed thousands of miles away.

"My identity is a ghost catcher, but it's a bit different from Black and White Wuchang. They catch lonely ghosts that wander around the world after death, but what I want to catch is ghosts."

This is something Duan Wuji has never heard of before. Since he has never heard of it, he naturally wants to ask the most important point:

"What is a 'ghost'?"

Shao Mubai said: "Born as a human, died as a ghost. Originally, after a person dies, the ghost will take refuge in the Temple of the Underworld. If he wants to be reincarnated as a human, he will go to Mengpo Village to drink a bowl of soup, forget all the past life, and reincarnate. If His obsession with his previous life was very deep, and he refused to forget, so he threw himself into the river of Wangchuan, and lived forever as a ghost, keeping this memory until everyone on the earth forgot him and disappeared.

Originally, ghosts are nothing more than these two types, one left and one right, it's up to you to choose.But the third type happened to be born, who didn't want to be reincarnated, and didn't want to sink into the river and stay in the Yang Realm with a mouthful of resentment, endangering the human world.They avoid the ghosts of the underworld, shuttle among the crowd, practice day and night, half ghost and half demon.What's even more frightening is that their spells increase gradually, but their hostility does not decrease. When there is enough resentment accumulated in their bodies, they will be used by those who want to gather their energy.At that time, the underworld will be destroyed. "