Host, just obey. He loves the innocent male protagonist so much!

Lu Qizhi used up the little spiritual power left in his body and barely repaired the wounds on his body. The meridians in this body were broken. Unless he could get a magic medicine to repair the eight extraordinary meridians, there would be no possibility for him to continue practicing.

Lu Qizhi stood up. He was now wearing tattered robes and his body was covered in blood. He looked like a ghost.

He took out a jade pendant from his arms. Lu Qizhi took a look and saw the words "Duan Yi" engraved on it.

It should be the original owner's name.

[Eh…? ]

The chinchilla was surprised for a moment, and then fell silent again.

"What's wrong?" Lu Qizhi asked.

"No big deal, they probably have the same name." Totoro replied.

"Boom——"

Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the night sky.

Lu Qizhi frowned, thinking it was going to rain.

This is a barren mountain with no human habitation around. Lu Qizhi had already fallen into the stream and was soaked all over. Now he had to find a place to shelter from the rain and dry his clothes.

As a cultivator, he could actually use a dehydration technique to dry his clothes, but now Lu Qizhi has lost his spiritual power and is no different from an ordinary person.

Seeing that it was about to rain, Lu Qizhi hurriedly left and soon saw a dilapidated yard.

The door of the yard creaked in the night wind. There were a lot of white silks hanging inside, fluttering in the wind, which looked extremely scary.

"This...isn't there a ghost?"

Lu Qizhi couldn't help but think of the scene from A Chinese Ghost Story. He pushed open the door, lifted up piece of white silk, and walked into the inner room.

A gust of cold wind blew straight into Lu Qizhi's body, making him shiver.

Lu Qizhi pulled out a piece of white silk.

This dilapidated courtyard seemed to have been abandoned for a long time. Lu Qizhi pushed open the door of the inner room and found nothing inside, only spider webs.

He found some wood, asked Totoro to get him a lighter, lit the fire, took off his tattered clothes, and wrapped himself in white silk.

"Boom——"

Thunder was heard in the sky, and rain soon fell down.

The wind blew against the door, making a creaking sound.

Lu Qizhi tried hard to receive the original owner's memory, but the owner of this body did not have a clear memory. He only remembered that he was a disciple of a certain sect named Duan Yi.

The rest is unclear.

"Woooooooo..."

"Woooooooooooo..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Lu Qizhi was roasting by the fire when he suddenly heard a faint cry.

Lu Qizhi looked in confusion towards the place where the crying sound came from, then turned around and saw a person appear in the corner of the room.

The man was wearing a tattered white robe and was curled up in a ball, crying very sadly.

Lu Qizhi stood up and walked over slowly.

"Eh."

"Don't cry, it's creepy in the middle of the night."

The man ignored Lu Qizhi and even cried louder.

"If you cry again, I'll kill you." Lu Qizhi had just come through, and this body was not in good condition. Lu Qizhi felt that he had a fever and his head was dizzy. Now hearing this person crying made him even more irritated.

Since he didn't listen to the friendly communication, Lu Qizhi threatened him viciously.

The man suddenly stood up, turned his head to look at Lu Qizhi, and said sinisterly: "But... I'm already dead, why are you trying to kill me again?"

The flickering firelight revealed the man in the white robe.

The man's face was pale, one of his eyes was bloodshot, as if it was about to overflow with tears of blood, while the other eye was left with only the eye socket, which was empty.

Lu Qizhi was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and punched him.

That person...oh no, that ghost was instantly knocked away by Lu Qizi.