Start as a Temple Spirit

The vengeful spirit was a scholar who died with resentment. In his previous life, he was a famous student in the surrounding villages.

It is a unique place in the village and has a bright future.

The story begins with the scholar being invited to attend the coming-of-age ceremony held for Mr. Pan's daughter.

It was a clear, sunny morning.

The scholar was invited to the Pan Mansion to attend the coming-of-age ceremony of Miss Pan.

During the banquet, the scholar saw Miss Pan, who had hair like a black waterfall, a face like a jade plate, charming eyes, red lips and a graceful figure.

My goodness, when the scholar saw such a beauty, he immediately threw away the scholar's rule of not looking at anything inappropriate and stared straight at Miss Pan, making her shyly hide behind her father.

Only then did the scholar come to his senses and realized that he had lost control and behaved himself.

I have to say, scholars are scholars. When faced with embarrassment, they remain calm and composed.

In front of Mr. Pan, he praised Miss Pan's beauty and recited a poem, expressing his love for Miss Pan at first sight. This was a polite way of flirting with a girl.

The scholar's blatant and polite way of flirting with the girl played exactly into Mr. Pan's wishes, and the two of them smiled in tacit understanding.

The coming of age ceremony is to find a good husband.

The natural result is that with the deliberate matchmaking of Mr. Pan, the scholar and Miss Pan unfold a bloody story of a talented man and a beautiful woman.

The turning point occurs when the scholar is on his way back from meeting a friend in the county town.

A scholar who was returning home on a donkey heard an indescribable sound when he passed by a sorghum field.

As a scholar, he should not look at anything inappropriate.

But fate plays tricks on us. The high-pitched female voice carried by the wind sounds very much like Miss Pan's voice.

The more he listened, the more it sounded like it, so he gave up his belief in not looking at anything inappropriate, got off his donkey, and quietly moved towards the source of the sound.

As a result, it doesn’t matter if I don’t look at it, but once I look at it, my blood pressure soars to the sky, rushing straight to my head, and I curse out in anger: "Bitch!"

This curse was so terrible that the man and woman who were dating each other were so frightened that they pushed and jumped around in fear.

When Miss Pan saw the angry scholar, she quickly explained: "Wu Lang, what you see is not the truth."

The scholar was so angry when he heard this that he almost vomited blood.

The naked man, after a brief moment of fear, became ferocious and looked ferocious. He picked up the long sword beside him and rushed towards Wu Shusheng with lightning speed.

Wu Shusheng was shocked and angry when he saw this. He wanted to kill the thief, but he was powerless. He could only watch the sharp sword pierce his heart, leaving behind the unwilling sound of "you...you..."

On the seventh night, the scholar turned into a vengeful spirit and demanded the lives of the adulterer and the adulteress. His memory ended there.

"What the hell is going on?" Shang Liangshan was speechless, because apart from the bloody plot, he could not get any useful information from the memory of the vengeful spirit.

For example, where are you, what kind of world do you belong to, and why are there ghosts and temple spirits.

The only gain was the text. Well, he had never seen such text. The traditional Chinese characters looked similar but not quite, and the literal meanings were also different.

What is certain is that he is in an ancient world where ghosts exist.

Shang Liangshan shook his hazy head, gave up the idea of ​​investigating further, and looked around.

It was a vast expanse of white with a lingering fragrance. In his perception, the space was not very large, only about twenty square meters.

There is not much to explore. This is the temple in the memory of the temple spirit.

He focused his attention on himself. Wow, a hazy figure, white and black, with a purple halo on the surface. In his hand was a one-meter-long dog leash that flashed with purple light.

It goes without saying that this purple shadow chain is the product of the roar of thunder, and it came with him through time.

Shang Liangshan learned everything by himself. With a thought, the black resentment retreated, white gas turned into a body, the purple halo transformed into a purple scholar's robe, his hazy head grew into flowing long hair, and his appearance returned to his original state.

He does not have sword-like eyebrows or bright eyes, but only has thick eyebrows and big eyes and an ordinary appearance. It is worth mentioning that he exudes a peaceful atmosphere that makes people want to get close to him.

"System, system, please come out soon." Shang Liangshan called for the golden finger with hope. This is how time-travel novels are written.

However, his sincere calls in various ways were of no use.

Shang Liangshan cast his gaze towards the purple shadow chain in his hand, and with his last hope, he called out devoutly: "Xiao Zi, Xiao Zi Zi..."

After a long time, it was still useless. Finally, he changed his mind and threw the purple shadow chain around his neck.

The purple shadow chain then transformed into a purple gold chain, as thick as a little finger, and was hidden around Shang Liangshan's neck.

After doing all this, he turned his attention to the skills of the temple spirits and the vengeful spirits.

While Shang Liangshan was hiding and practicing, he was also secretly observing the outside world.

Every night, the people who come to the temple to worship will pray devoutly and quietly: "We pray to heaven and earth, and hope that the temple spirit will be born soon to protect the Forgotten Land!"

Shang Liangshan, who was hiding, learned from the conversations of his believers that he was in a mountain village among thousands of mountains, named: Forgotten Township.

Men take leaving behind as their nature, and women take forgetting as their surname.

The composition of the villagers is very complex, there are deserters, refugees, bandits, prostitutes...

The purpose of Forgotten Town is to forget the past and start anew.

The reason why men use "Yi" as their surname and women use "Wang" as their surname.

Shang Liangshan guessed that it was to hide their identities while also preventing people from forming small groups based on the same surname, which was not conducive to unity.

One night, Shang Liangshan, who was practicing in the Taoist temple, was suddenly awakened by a sense of evil spirit.

He wanted to ignore it, but the sense of responsibility rising from his soul forced him to protect one side.

With a sigh, Shang Liangshan appeared in the temple with flickering candlelight and flew towards the cave.

The cave is not small, covering an area of ​​more than a thousand square meters and about twenty meters high. It is illuminated by the stone oil lamps on the stone walls, and the shadows are dim.

Walking along the rocky path and passing through the hidden gate in the wall, Shang Liangshan looked around.

This is a meeting hall built of bricks, tiles and wooden beams, with an area of ​​more than 40 square meters. Under the light of the dim oil lamp, one can see that the layout is simple and plain. Apart from tables, chairs and benches, there are no other decorations.

At the door of the conference room, two warriors wearing rough leather armor were on duty.

Shang Liangshan turned into a breeze, silently passed through the door, and stood above the yard. The view suddenly became clear. The bright moonlight sprinkled on the earth, reflecting the village built on the mountain.

He looked back at where he had come from and discovered that the cave and the General Temple were hidden in the belly of the rock peak.

The rock peak is like a tall and thick wind-blocking rock wall, surrounding the village with a magnificent momentum.

"Easy to defend and difficult to attack, the temple is hidden." This was Shang Liangshan's first thought. It seems that this Forgotten Town is not simple.

Just as Shang Liangshan wanted to continue observing his surroundings, the call of his duty became stronger and stronger. He had no choice but to give up waiting and fly towards the place where he was being called.