days of being a ghost

(Grandson of the slippery ghost) the days when he became a lonely ghost

Author: Luomo

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The master once told her,

When a person is homeless after death, he becomes a wandering soul without an owner,

She probably became that lonely ghost with nowhere to go.

This article can also be named "The heroine fights the Quartet with a spear", "Master, master, where are you going!" " and "A bad leader named Nuliang has been trying to lure her into a bad organization"

Me: "That, Ah Chang!"

Mo Wuchang (dumb): "Why?"

Me: "Tell everyone what you are doing in the whole text?"

Mo Wuchang (serious): "I'll find my master."

I (calmly): "Oh, why don't you take the second generation of Nuliang by the way, it's not easy for him.

Notes before reading:

1. The characters will probably be OOC, and this article is light-hearted and humorous.

2. The heroine is taciturn, her strength is Max, and her boyfriend's strength is Max.

3. The heroine was a member of the big foodie country before she was alive. She became a ghost and is new to the place. However, she will tell you with practical actions that all conspiracies and tricks are nothing in the face of absolute force.

4. The male lead has been decided, and the CP slave is good as the carp partner. If the official supporting party can't stand it, don't hit me.

5.The introduction about monsters is borrowed from "Illustrated Japanese Monster Encyclopedia".

6. If you are really frightened by the strangeness of this article, please quickly click the X button in the upper right corner to escape.

Content tags: Teenagers

Search keywords: Protagonist: Mo Wuchang┃Supporting roles: Nuliang Liban, Mo Baixing, A Xu, Mr. Mao, all the monsters┃Others: sweet text, violent fighting

Chapter [-]: Clashing with ghosts in the middle of the night

It has been a long time since Mo Wuchang came to this place as a lonely ghost.

Speaking of Mo Wuchang's life, it can be concisely described in two lines - he learned marksmanship from his master Mo Baixing since he was a child, and made troubles (misfortunes) everywhere.Alas, it's a pity that he looks like a human being and is skilled in martial arts, but he is a dumb-faced fool who doesn't know how to adapt.

Alas, this second sentence is the spat that her master Mo Baixing chanted every day.

On that day, Mo Wuchang and his master were entrusted to escort two jade rings.Although it is not in accordance with the rules to look at people and objects, but because Mo Baixing is not a regular bodyguard and his rogue philosophy of "don't look at nothing, don't look at it", the master and apprentice opened the cloth bag and turned the two precious jade rings over and over to see the bottom line. upside down.

"Hey, weird things happen every day, and today we really bumped into each other." Mo Baixing looked at the two jade rings in amazement, "Two pieces of jade, one black and one white, one dead and one alive, one waste and one treasure, what a fool." A priceless guest!"

She still remembered that the master put the black jade ring in her hand, "Ah Chang, look carefully. It is a piece of dead jade." He smiled and pointed to the white jade in his hand, "Here, this It is the best jade, and the inside of the jade is shining brightly."

Mo Wuchang looked at the black jade in his hand quite seriously: "Could it be that the black jade is the dead jade?"

Mo Baixing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Okay, you Mo Er, are you really angry with me? What is alive is white jade, and what is dead is black jade. How can there be such a reason!" Okay, there is no need to argue, Mo Wuchang is a matter of course The title "Mo Er" has been added to the land.

That night was just an ordinary night, Mo Baixing was still drinking, and Mo Wuchang was still helping him drive away mosquitoes.

Unexpectedly, in the rush, someone robbed the dart!

Hey, there is a group of underworld people who don't have eyesight, not only want to grab that "priceless guest" but also want to grab that "taken advantage".

Who knows what they think, let it go, let's talk about it after three strikes, five divisions and two strikes!Mo Wuchang's red-tasseled long/spear danced vigorously.The man in black felt a savage wind in front of him, and he was beaten back again and again even though he didn't get any favors.

But before Mo Er could do one, two, three, four, five to his heart's content, she was fascinated by a puff of strange black smoke.

When Mo Wuchang regained consciousness, she was standing on the street, holding the black "taken advantage" in her hand.

She couldn't understand what the people here said.The buildings on the street and the clothes of the passers-by are also slightly different from the place where she was before, but they are very similar to the Dongying people she has seen before.

Where is she now, and why has she come here?Mo Wuchang thought about it for a while, but he couldn't come up with a reason. It's not that strange things happen every day, so she bumped into him!Anyway, she doesn't understand, so let's go find the master.

With such thoughts in mind, Mo Er embarked on the boundless "teacher-seeking journey".

Mo Wuchang began to wander alone, not staying in one place for a long time, as if passing by on a whim, but fortunately he understood some local dialect.Everywhere she went, she was unwelcome, not only surrounded by onmyojis, but also attacked by some monsters.It's a pity that the strengths of the two are too disparate, and the following situations usually occur.

Onmyoji A: "You monsters, the sky is bright in broad daylight...ah!" He was shot flying.

Monster A: "You little monster who doesn't know where you came from, give... ah ah!"

Onmyoji B: "Monster! Hey, don't hit, don't hit, at least let me finish the opening!" He was pushed away mercilessly.

Monster B: "Your Majesty, spare your life!!!" Hehe, the death penalty can be avoided and the living penalty cannot be escaped, so let's just be trampled to the ground.

Being called too much by monsters and evildoers, Mo Wuchang suddenly remembered that when she was squinted by the strange smoke, she must have been stabbed to death by a random knife.So what kind of work is she who can eat and drink like a cow now?

The master once told her,

When a person dies and is homeless, he becomes a wandering spirit.

Then she thought, she would probably become that lonely ghost with nowhere to go.

Night, without light.

The bone-piercing chill in the air invaded the whole body. I didn't feel the chill caused by the wind flow, but pure cold. I was chilled by the cold, fainted by the cold, panicked by the cold, and piercingly cold.

Mo Wuchang didn't know how many times she faced this lonely and cold night alone, she couldn't remember.

The master Mo Baixing who adopted her before his death was a wanderer, a wanderer who had been wandering for a long time.

The Rogue may not be that old, he is tall and straight in a gray robe, and from his slightly wrinkled face, it seems that he can still see the unrestrained and unrestrained nature of his youth.

He always has a wine gourd pinned to his waist, and he likes to take a sip from time to time.There were a few times when he really drank hard, and the wanderer who always had a smile on his mouth would talk strange things back and forth with Mo Wuchang.

"Ah Chang, we are vagabonds. Haha, it's ridiculous to say that we are vagabonds. In essence, we are just vagabonds, vagabonds... Hahahaha, in fact, it's okay, that's okay! No vagabond Carefree, wanderers make their homes everywhere, wanderers have wine to drink, wanderers have meat to eat..."

And every time Mo Wuchang talked about it after he woke up, the master would laugh and deny it, "Oh, oh, I am so smart, I was so confused in my life, why did I accept such a stupid apprentice like you, can't tell the difference between drunk and drunk?" !"

Mo Wuchang: "..." Hey, why did you blame her for being stupid!

Now that I think about it, the master adopted her as an orphan, probably because she was too lonely.

It is always good to have a follower by your side, at least there is a bond, and at least someone will die after death.

Every time he thinks like this, Mo Wuchang will miss Mo Baixing, alas, I don't know where the old man is now, master.

***

——The opposite of light is shadow, the opposite of white is black, the opposite of yang is yin, and the opposite of day is dark night.

——In the impression,

—the opposition of man,

- Demons and ghosts.

Axu regretted not listening to Granny Mei, an old villager, and she walked alone with a lantern on this path that must not be walked at night.But A Xu couldn't help it. The old mother at home was sick, so she had to rush to the neighboring village to ask the doctor to come and see her.

"Hee hee hee, look what I see." From the depths of the frightening darkness came a malicious laugh.

A Xu looked at the surrounding shadows, couldn't help but backed away with chattering teeth, and waved the lantern indiscriminately, "You, don't come here!"

"Hey, the little girl is really thin and tender." The ugly one-eyed monster flipped its fangs, "It's so good, a shivering girl who is afraid in the dark. The meat, skin and bones with a sweet smell... ", the figures who couldn't see their true colors approached, bringing a breath of depression and death.With buzzing and sinister calls, they surrounded the girl heavily.

A Xu's beautiful face was full of panic, and the tears in his eyes had overflowed and slid unconsciously.

Yes, that's the fear, that's the way it is.This expression of despair is really good.

First strangle her to death by suffocating and smashing to death, drink her blood, and then bite her flesh hard.She would plead, beg, to keep them away.She will make a miserable howl under its hands.

Until death, the girl will be filled with despair and deep fear.Just thinking about it makes it tremble with excitement.There was perverted joy in the monster's voice, "Let us eat it and send her to hell!"

——This is Noma.

——A monster that eats people who walk alone at night.

As he said that, the ogre's sharp and black nails were about to scratch A Xu's cheek,

- 呵,

Suddenly, it stopped abruptly.

The sharpness surrounded by dark green lightning filaments suddenly passed by, cutting off Noma's palm completely.

Crimson thick blood splashed.

Black smoke billowed from the severed palm, with an adulterated pungent and strange aura.It seemed like a devil that had touched the flames, desperately trying to break free from the overwhelming flames.The ogre watched in disbelief as his severed palm fell on the ground, his eyes were scarlet.

"Ahhh, what!",

"How could it be possible to cut off Noma-sama's hand with one blow?