Rebirth: I am the boss uncle

"Master Ye, don't be nervous. I won't do anything to you... Why are you doing this? It hurts my feelings..."

A disembodied, androgynous voice echoed from the darkness, making one's scalp tingle...

When Ye Youxuan sensed there was no car around, he stopped retreating and stood straight, tightly gripping the dark green wooden hairpin in his hand. This was his only weapon. His expression was calm, and no one could see the fear hidden in his eyes...

"Who are you? What do you want to do? I don't have what you want here."

Ye Youxuan raised his eyes slightly, staring at the empty existence. He didn't know where that thing was in his body. It was precisely because he couldn't see it that he felt scared...

"Ah, what are you saying... How could there be nothing I want? What I want... is your life!"

A strange laugh came from his ears, like the sound of nails scratching on glass, sharp and piercing, making Ye Youxuan want to cover his ears with his hands.

Suddenly, the voice that had just smiled became extremely angry. It suddenly became heavier, and could even be described as a roar.

"Don't you remember who I am? How could you not remember? How could you not remember... It's fine if you don't remember, don't remember... Hahahaha... Don't remember? But I still remember."

A frantic voice came from his ears, and Ye Youxuan carefully looked around to see if there was an exit...

There was a slight breath in his ear, and Ye Youxuan's long hair fluttered slightly. It seemed that this thing had been around him all the time. Thinking of this, Ye Youxuan's scalp tingled, and his hands and feet instantly became cold.

"When I first met you, you were just a little kid who could only hide behind Lord Mo Yan... You couldn't do anything but seek his help. A loser who was even afraid of the Ghost Festival, yet those people in the underworld turned the whole place upside down just for you... Don't you know? For you, they actually sent me, who just scared you, to the eighteenth level of hell? How could you forget me? How could you? If it weren't for you, I would have been reincarnated as a human in a few decades. It's all because of you that I became like this. How could you forget me? Ah..."

The evil spirits roared, and countless ferocious faces began to appear around Ye Youxuan, their bloody mouths wide open as if they were about to eat someone...

Ye Youxuan loosened his fist when he heard this, and a crescent moon appeared in his palm.

"Is it really because of me that they sent you to the Eighteen Levels of Hell to suffer? If it weren't for you taking advantage of the day when the gates of hell were wide open to wantonly amass wealth in the human world and wantonly toy with the yang energy of the living, why would they have been so angry? For your momentary pleasure, you frightened a living person and turned him into a vegetable lying in bed, forcing him to spend the rest of his life in darkness. Is this also because of me? If you hadn't gone too far, why would they have sent you to the Eighteen Levels of Purgatory to let you taste the suffering of those you have hurt..."

"Hahahaha... you're right, but... I've become a ghost, why should I care about what people think? I originally planned to go out and scare them during the Ghost Festival. As for him falling down from the building because of me, it's not my fault. If you want to blame someone, blame him for being too timid, just like you... just as cowardly and incompetent. If you weren't so timid and nosy, if it weren't for protecting you, why would they run to the human world for no reason and let them see that scene... What did I do wrong? Why did you treat me like this?"

Huff... huff... huff... a faint, rapid breathing sound came to my ears, and I knew how angry it was just by listening to the sound.

"Fortunately... fortunately... I escaped, you know? The first person I met after I escaped was you! Do you feel honored? Hahahaha. I thought you would be protected by them like before, but I didn't expect to give me a pleasant surprise. What happened this year? It's almost the Ghost Festival, and there is no one around you. Do you think those things can protect you for the rest of your life? And... don't they think you are stupid? Or haven't they told you that you can't take off anything on your body! The effectiveness will be greatly reduced if you take it off... Ye Youxuan, Ye Youxuan carries so many things on his body and can't stop the spread of your death energy... You... are from the side of hell after all... Come down! Come down and accompany me! Hahahaha"

The occasional laughter made people feel anxious, and the breathing that was sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and the faint sounds, all of this made Ye Youxuan swallow his saliva, and cruel scenes flashed through his mind one after another. Whose memory was that?

A gust of cold wind blew past, Ye Youxuan's expression froze, and he quickly turned to the side, then bent down to avoid the attack.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you're quite agile. You managed to dodge this attack. You won't be so lucky next time."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind came towards Ye Youxuan again. He could dodge it once or twice, but what about three, four, and countless times? After all, it was in the dark. Ye Youxuan could not see the movements of the other person in the dark. He could not predict the future, so he was out of breath soon.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Ye Youxuan tightly grasped the wooden hairpin, his ears filled with the sound of his own rapid breathing, his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, he thought that if there was another blow, he might not be able to lift his legs to dodge.

The surroundings suddenly fell into an eerie silence. There was no other sound except for the sound of his own breathing. Ye Youxuan instinctively realized the danger and turned around abruptly, but was suddenly entangled by a black ghost power around his waist. It slowly went along Ye Youxuan's slender waist and went around his neck. Although the black ghost power sizzled as if it was burned by something, it could not let him let go of Ye Youxuan.

"Even if I have to use up all my life's cultivation, even if my soul is shattered, I will make you... make them suffer. Ye Youxuan... go to hell!"

The evil ghost screamed in pain, but the strength in his hands did not decrease.

Ye Youxuan was lifted up, his body floating in the air, veins on his face bulging, his instinctive reaction made him raise his hands and clap them non-stop, his feet also kept kicking

Suddenly, a white light exploded in his mind, and the world instantly turned white. This whiteness was like the mouth of a tiger, sweeping over him... swallowing his sight and enveloping his entire body. However, this white light was not blindingly cold. Instead, it had an addictive warmth that made him unable to help but sink into it...