Yunyi Zhehuan

It was getting dark outside the window, Ji Yang and the others were having fun.The man in the auditorium quietly got up and left.

I don't know where he is going, but I can only follow him.

The man turned into a black cloak as he walked, and the shackles on my hands also disappeared.

Before I had time to be happy, I found myself following him passively, like a contracted pet in an online game, who has to run without a rope.

I thought he was a spiritual medium several ranks higher than Qing Xiaoshu.

But not only passers-by on the road can't see him, he ignores any roadblocks and walks right through. Could it be that he is also a dead soul like me?

Some wonder where he is going.

We stopped in front of an office building in a prime location in the city center.

I heard that this was the earliest and most high-end shopping mall in N City, but it was abandoned after a serious fire.Several years later, a developer wanted to rebuild a shopping mall here, but more than half of the project went bankrupt, and it became an unfinished building.Later, the unfinished building was converted into an office building by the government's introduction of more funds, but few companies rented it, and even if they rented it, they would leave for various reasons.

Based on my experience of being a ghost for so long, there must be ghosts in it.

And it will be the kind of ghost with deep resentment, ugly face, and harder to dissipate than ordinary ghosts.

I was extremely reluctant to go, but I was suppressed by the opponent's strong aura, so I had no choice.

Fortunately, those resentful spirits who are usually arrogant and fearless, when they see him, they all run away with their heads in their arms.

As long as he stared at any ghost, the latter would have no escape immediately.The weaker ones are trembling and waiting to die again, and the stronger ones will rush up to fight him desperately. Of course, the ending is the same.

As long as he stretches out his hand, he can absorb a certain kind of energy from the target's body. Some ghosts can barely leave a wisp of soul after being absorbed by the energy, and some ghosts are completely dissipated, leaving no residue.

I guess, he is the Grim Reaper, the legendary Grim Reaper who hunts the dead.

All night, except for a little bit of interest in hunting ghosts and wraiths, he treated everything else as if he was facing the air, and he never paid attention to me, as if I was the suitcase he was dragging.

He kept hunting and killing resentful souls, like leveling up and fighting monsters in online games. Of course, I didn't see any qualitative changes in him.

Could it be that he was hungry and the purpose of hunting was for supplies?

Am I the one he prepares, snacks?

They are all ghosts, so why do they have to be so sad that they can't even die naturally?When I think of Lord Death eating my arm when I am hungry, and eating my leg when I am hungry——

Picking and picking, running around, I don't know how long I have been killing.One day, he stared at his hand for a while, and suddenly showed a distressed expression, "I still need a container."

Am I not a snack?It should be made into a container, which sounds even weirder and more terrifying-fortunately, he didn't mean to look at me and say it, he just happened to look at me as air and talk to himself.

Lord Reaper changed into an ordinary person again to look for "Ji Yang".Strangely, he could find Ji Yang who was somewhere in another city without any trouble.

What is the relationship between these two people?colleague?friend?brother?

The god of death wants "Ji Yang" to release his body.

My God, don't agree!It turns out that this guy still has a body, and he can't become a big killer if he releases it!

However, "Ji Yang" was just a little surprised, and agreed without hesitation.

He closed his eyes, and let the other party put his hand on his forehead, and pulled out some indescribable substance like smoke and veil from it.

"Are you not reluctant?"

"Well, I'm still a little reluctant, you magic weapon who never obeys the call."

They hugged and said goodbye, and I had a sense of foreboding.

Hey, since it's your magic weapon, take good care of him.

"Congratulations on being free." Ji Yang was smiling, but forced a smile, "Goodbye."

Duplicity, or reluctant.

Seeing him turn around and pass me by, walking further and further away, I waved my hand in a strange way, saying goodbye to him silently.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, he has an intuition that "Ji Yang" is not a bad person.

Whether it's fear, hate, hate, or jealousy.There was a hunch, like, I might never see him again.

——————————————(I am the dividing line for waste collection)——————————————

I followed the Grim Reaper on an endless hunt.

Although he didn't understand what the main body he was holding to Ji Yang was, what was certain was that with the main body, his power became more and more terrifying, and he could freely switch between the soul and the real body.

He hunted and killed the resentful ghosts day and night without stopping, and wherever he went, the dead souls were terrified.

After the visual shock at the beginning, I numbly watched him harvest those dead souls who were unwilling to disappear like a farmer harvesting rice, and sometimes I would untie those weak-legged souls who were too scared to run away, "Don't worry , you are too weak, Lord Reaper looks down on you."

"What about you? Why don't you run away?"

"Me? I'm as weak as you, I can't run away."

……

He is looking for something that seems to be disordered but has been following a strange pattern.

Later, I followed him to a red desert called "Death Valley".It's really dead silent, there are not even dead souls to chat and hunt.

He seemed to be standing in the endless redness like a statue, motionless, waiting for a certain opportunity.

Anyway, he just treats me as air, and when I’m bored, I appreciate watches and shoes. They are all good brands, but unfortunately there is no one to show them off.

On the night of the full moon, the sweeping sandstorm enveloped us. The power of nature should not be underestimated. I am really afraid that this strong wind of nature will blow me away and disperse me.

He walked into the sandstorm just like walking into his own community, and then released a palpitating force, which became visible to the naked eye and formed a complex pattern.

In an instant, even the tiniest grain of sand was trapped and condensed in mid-air.Wind, air, gravity, nothing.

A hole had opened in the center of the storm, and it looked terrifying.But he went in, and I couldn't even hide.

After stepping in, there was only endless darkness in front of my eyes.

"Where is this?" I yelled out.

"The void. I give you the right to be a guest." This was the first time he spoke to me. "Just wait here."

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Tomorrow is still Ji Yang's episode.Regarding the realm of nothingness, the next chapter continues.