Start as a Temple Spirit

"Boom" a flash of lightning cuts through the gloomy sky, and the sound of thunder roars from far away.

"It's going to rain, hurry up and put away the clothes." The aunt's voice echoed throughout the village.

In the low tiled house, Shang Liangshan, who was wearing only shorts, jumped up from the wooden bed as if struck by lightning and ran straight to the front yard.

The clothes were disheveled in the wind, and dust was raised. Shang Liangshan braked suddenly, stood in front of the dog chain clothes rack, and quickly stretched out his rough big hands to grab the quilt on the dog chain.

The camera slowed down, and when Shang Liangshan's rough big hand grabbed the quilt above the dog chain, a blinding bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck the dog chain.

After the "crackling" sparks and lightning, there lay a charred corpse on the ground with black smoke coming out of all seven orifices, his hair was burnt, and black smoke was rising. He was holding a dog chain in his hand.

The belated sound of thunder exploded, bringing with it bursts of exclamations and unknown stories.

"Whoosh" a wave of negative energy swept across the mountain village.

This is a mountain village with cliffs on three sides, steep terrain and a vast area.

It appears and disappears in the moonlight, like a giant beast crawling on the ground.

In the cave where fire is flickering, there is a small temple hidden, called: General Temple!

"Jiejie" is a strange and eerie laugh that ordinary people cannot hear. It comes from the temple where the candlelight is flickering, and it is eerie and terrifying.

Looking for the direction of the sound, I could see black and white energy intertwining in the temple, you are in me and I am in you, as if strangling each other.

The black air was filled with a chilling chill, transforming into a series of hideous ghost faces.

They howled like ghosts and wolves and bit towards the peaceful white air.

No, to be precise, it is swallowing!

"Hehehe" waves of eerie and strange laughter echoed in the temple.

Looking for the source of the sound, we can see a white and black figure in front of the tribute table, making a creepy strange laugh.

This figure is not that figure, because the other figure is made of gas, condensed.

White is the light of peace, black is the resentment that makes the building covered with frost.

As time passed, the peaceful white light was gradually swallowed up by the black resentment.

The white mist in the temple was also swallowed up by the hideous ghost face, leaving little behind.

"Crackling" something unexpected happened, a thunder ball suddenly appeared from the void and appeared in the black and white battlefield of the temple.

For a moment, electric strings splashed everywhere, and the black gas dissipated and turned into black smoke.

"Ah" a miserable howl came from the mouth of the vengeful spirit, and the resentment gathered and transformed into a hideous ghost face, as if it was about to pounce and bite, and a light purple shadow appeared from the thunder ball, holding a purple shadow chain.

"Ghost." The lavender shadow made a terrified sound that ordinary people could not hear, and subconsciously threw the purple shadow chain in his hand towards the hideous ghost face.

"Swish" the purple shadow chain whistled, magically becoming longer in the air, and "crackling" purple electric strings emerged, wrapping around the hideous ghost faces and vengeful spirits.

The purple shadow chain entwined, tightened, and the electric strings exploded.

"Ah" the hideous ghost face let out a sharp howl, forming a sound wave that struck the soul and echoed in the temple.

The lavender virtual body that had turned around to escape was frozen in place, with a blank mind, until the ghost face was shattered by the electric string and turned into rising black smoke, and he came to his senses.

However, even sharper howls came from the mouth of the vengeful spirit entangled in the purple shadow chain, continuing to echo in the temple and striking the soul directly.

The lavender shadow was in so much pain that he held his head and began to howl miserably.

Under the sound waves that struck the soul, the lavender shadow became even more illusory, as if it would disappear into thin air in the next second.

At the critical moment, the only remaining white mist in the temple broke through the siege of resentment and merged into the light purple shadow that was about to disappear, stabilizing its shadow.

At the same time, the originally dim white light in the chest of the vengeful spirit suddenly burst into a blazing white light, purifying the vengeful spirit.

"Crackling" the purple light became stronger, the electric strings raged, and turned into a purple electric string furnace, refining the vengeful spirits.

"Ah" the vengeful spirit let out a sharp howl that reached the peak of its ghost life.

"Whoosh" the negative energy was surging, the resentment was boiling, and the candlelight that was shaking was extinguished.

Black, purple and white, three colored lights collided in the temple until the howling stopped.

The sound of chains rustling was heard, and the purple shadow chain rolled back a black and white ball of light.

"It smells so good." The lavender shadow steadied its body and murmured greedily, which was inaudible to ordinary people. It involuntarily swallowed the black and white ball of light into its stomach.

"Ah" the black and white light ball entered the abdomen, and the light purple shadow made a sound, a sound that was so comfortable that it reached orgasm.

"Whoosh" the wind sounded, and the inky black and eerie resentment in the temple seemed to have found a host and poured into the lavender shadow.

"Ah" a light purple shadow made a sound of pain and pleasure and flew towards the statue of the general holding a sword.

The statue of the general gives the lavender shadow a sense of security.

The sound of the cold wind gradually died down and the chill in the temple dissipated.

The sound of hurried footsteps, "Da Da Da", rang out in the cave.

In the firelight, a middle-aged man wearing rough leather armor and holding a knife led a team of soldiers and ran towards the temple.

The cave is unaware of autumn, and time has passed without a trace.

I don’t know how long it took, but in the vast white space, a black and white figure with a light purple halo slowly sat up and rubbed his head.

“Oh my god.” The three-colored figure uttered a classic curse, muttering to himself, “I’m just wearing shorts and collecting clothes. God, why do you need to roar with thunder and strike me?”

"Go ahead and chop me, you turned me into a ghost. Now I am even more useless than a ghost."

"What a sin!" The three-colored figures sorted out their memories with great sorrow.

He responded to the call of the country, gave up his high salary as a screwdriver, and returned to his hometown to start a business.

I was just preparing to take a few days off and then work hard to plant an acre and three mu of land, make a fortune, and help my fellow villagers get rich together.

As a result, I just enjoyed myself and woke up naturally when the aunt called me to collect clothes. I jumped up and responded actively, and then I was struck by lightning and turned into a ghost.

My goodness, I became a ghost and met other ghosts, and then I encountered vengeful spirits that devoured the temple spirits. What sin have I committed, Shang Liangshan?

Wait, vengeful spirits devouring temple spirits, what the hell is this?

When Shang Liangshan recalled this, he suddenly felt a headache because strange memories came flooding back.

The first thing to appear is the memory of the temple spirit.

Temple spirits: spirits born from the people’s wishes and incense offerings.

His memory was very simple. As soon as his intelligence was born from his confusion, he could not bear the loneliness, so he left the temple and wanted to take a look at the surrounding environment.

Then, he tragically encountered a vengeful spirit that came from nowhere.

This fellow had no moral principles at all. Without saying a word, he used his ultimate move to surround the temple spirit and started devouring it.

Just when the temple spirit was about to collapse, Shang Liangshan suddenly appeared and swung out a purple shadow chain to entangle him, forcing him, who had the duty to protect someone, to fight to the death, burn himself, and purify the resentful spirits.

“If you haven’t read the novel, you just don’t know what it means to survive.” Shang Liangshan complained and received the memory fragments of the vengeful spirit.

The vengeful spirit doesn't have many memories, but what remains is its obsession, but it's very bloody.