Run with the ball in an escape game

"My lord, there is a catastrophe in the mortal world, and the birth of a ghost king was observed not long ago."

"Is it?"

A man stepped out from the sun's rays. He was slender and wore a white robe inlaid with gold. His long black hair was casually coiled behind his head, and the tip of the hanging hair was dyed a golden red.

But if you look closely, you will find that this color is not the color of the hair itself, but is ignited like a lighted filament.

"Yes, Master Jing Huan. The mortal world is devastated, and many ghosts and ghosts have appeared. If we don't stop them, they may threaten us. Lord Tianjun said that you should go there."

Jing Huan sighed irritably: "If it didn't threaten his own power, he wouldn't care about human life or death."

"This, my subordinates dare not speak rashly."

"Forget it, I don't have anything to do recently, let's go down and have a look." Jing Huan looked into the distance, and could see the beautiful clouds and the dark green mountains under the clouds.

His palace was built on the highest mountain nearby, but it only takes a moment to go down from here.

Jing Huan jumped down from the mountain peak, the surrounding scene changed suddenly, he landed on the ground.

The condition of the ground is not as good as it looks from above, the surrounding soil is dry and cracked, the original field is taken over by tough weeds, but even the weeds can't survive the drought, most of them start to wither .

With the fields gone, the people living here are naturally facing a huge dilemma.

With a quick glance, you can find the corpse lying on the horizon.Several crows and even other species of birds gathered around the corpse, eagerly pecking at the flesh.

How long has it been since it rained?

Jing Huan frowned and walked forward for a while, but saw no one but a ruined village.The village was full of blood, and there were dead people inside and outside the houses, even on the roofs and on the roads outside the village.

And it was obvious that these people didn't die of thirst, but that something clawed their bodies open.

"Ghost? No, it's the ghost king." Jing Huan sensed the breath in the air, it was a newborn ghost, but he had a strong resentment.And besides killing people, he also killed all the nearby ghosts.

The ghost king is hard to see for a thousand years, and once he is born, all the living things in a radius of a hundred miles will be extinct.Of course, this death is definitely not an instant thing, but the little ghost king will start killing from the place of birth, and when he can kill all the creatures in a radius of a hundred miles, it will become a real ghost king.At that point, few things will be its match.

Therefore, for the ghost king, it is often killed immediately when it is just born.to prevent it from becoming a future threat.

Jing Huan slowly followed the traces left by the little ghost king, and finally saw him at dusk.

A small figure sat alone on the ruined wall, with two corpses lying beside it, blood dripping all over the floor.

Hearing the sound of Jing Huan approaching, he immediately jumped up, bowed his waist and raised his blood-stained paws, growling in a low voice at Jing Huan.

Jing Huan stood there without moving. His clean and luxurious clothes and demeanor were incompatible with the surrounding scenes. Ordinary mortals would probably kneel down and worship him immediately when they saw him.

But newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and the little ghost king rushed over with all his sinister energy regardless of what it was in front of him.

However, when the yin qi meets the yang qi around Jing Huan, it disintegrates instantly like snow meeting a flame, and disappears completely.When Jing Huan rushed over completely, the only remaining cloth on his body had already started to burn, and the surrounding temperature had already distorted the air.

Jing Huan easily grasped the little ghost king's wrist, seeing him struggling hard and suffering from being attacked by Yang Qi, Jing Huan was a little surprised.

"You can still persist? Interesting."

He suddenly had a strange idea.

As a god born from people's belief in the sun, he has never managed to feed anything in his life.From small plants to ferocious beasts, none of them could bear the heat around him.

Solar energy gives people everything, but it can also kill everything, just like the severe drought that is rare in a century.

However, the little ghost king in front of him is the life with the heaviest yin qi, and has a strong resistance to his yang qi, maybe it can be raised?and……

Jing Huan suddenly reached out and hugged the child.

It's chilly, and it's really comfortable to hold.He has hated hot things for a long time.

The little ghost king in his arms struggled desperately, trying to bite and grab people, but to no avail.Jing Huan let go of him and asked, "Do you want to be my apprentice? Then you might survive."

The little ghost king roared: "Go away! Die! I'm going to kill you!"

Jing Huan said with a smile: "Don't be so murderous, a child. It's not a big deal. Killing people can't solve anything. How about I teach you how to become stronger?"

The little ghost king became even more fierce: "Who are you!? Anyone who dares to stop me from taking revenge will die!"

Jing Huan replied calmly, "I came from heaven."

"Heaven?" The little ghost king was even more angry: "You are a god!? The gods are even more hateful! If it weren't for those damned villagers who wanted to sacrifice me to the gods, how could I die! How could my parents die! In the end, they even Even though I sacrificed to my God, it didn’t rain a single drop! Hahahaha, gods are nothing more than a bunch of useless sanctimonious things!”

Jing Huan easily pushed away the little ghost king's paws and patted his head, half-talking to himself: "You're actually quite right, I'm optimistic about you, come with me."

"Who wants to go with you! Let me go! Goddamn shit! Go to hell!"

Jing Huan picked up the collar of the little ghost king, the body of a few-year-old child is very light, it seems that he was starved and skinny when he was alive.The little ghost king was caught like a puppy, trembling with anger, but the difference in strength was too great, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't shake a few fingers of Jinghuan.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Jing Huan looked at the little ghost king with a choked face, he really didn't know how to raise a child.However, children don't seem to be used to carry... hold?

"So what?"

He passed the little ghost king's armpit with one hand and supported his thigh with the other, and held the child in his arms again.

The little ghost king was stiff all over, so angry that he wanted to bite the fairy's neck.But a faint fragrance enveloped it, followed by an extremely comfortable temperature.

After the immortal put away the stinging yang energy all over his body, his body became warm, so comfortable that people wanted to fall asleep in his arms.

Seeing him obediently lying in his arms, Jing Huan got up and prepared to leave.But after only a few seconds of silence, the child in his arms began to struggle more violently, even mobilizing the strength in his body to die with him.

"Hey, there's no need."

Jing Huan stretched out his hand a little above his head, and the strength that the little ghost king had just gathered immediately dissipated. After that, the yin energy in his body could no longer be mobilized, his long hair fluttered down, the black mist around him and even the blood in his pupils disappeared.At the moment he looked like a red-eyed little boy with pale skin.

"what did you do to me!?"

"Seal up your power so that you don't do stupid things. By the way, I'll also hide you for a while, so that everyone won't find out when you go back."

"You, let me go, I will never go back with you!"

Jing Huan stopped talking nonsense with the child, picked up the child and disappeared in place.After returning to the mansion on the mountain, he directly put the man down in the yard.Seeing the child rushing out the door, he didn't care.After all, there is an enchantment around this mansion, and the little ghost king can't escape no matter what.

"Some snacks will appear on the table in the middle of the yard regularly. Although you won't be hungry, you can try it if you have nothing to do. You can play with other things. I have something to do when I go out."

With that said, he went straight out the door.

He has not finished his business, he needs to solve the problems in the mortal world.The first is drought. He cannot change the climate of a place by force, but it can still be done manually to make it rain.

Jing Huan went straight to the East China Sea, stopped on the wide sea surface to drive away the innocent creatures around him, and then put his hands on the undulating sea surface. Not long after, the surface sea water within a thousand meters around his body began to boil and explode. There was billowing white gas.

More than an hour later, the fog has formed thick clouds in the sky.Lightning and thunder, torrential rain is ready to pour down at any time.

Then, he cleverly used his strength again, and a gust of wind blew from the sea to the land, bringing the clouds over the dry fields.

Surprised voices came from the ground, and Jing Huan returned to the gate of the mansion wearily.This kind of thing is quite exhausting for him, and he wants to lie still in bed for the next few days.

"boom!"

The sound of broken porcelain came from the mansion, and Jing Huan remembered that he had brought a small animal to his house just now.

Pushing open the gate, the yard is in a mess, but everything that can be moved and broken is broken.The instigator stood in the middle of the yard, watching him with a smug smile.

"The house was demolished?" Jing Huan didn't show any sign of anger, and snapped his fingers calmly.

The debris on the ground flew up and quickly returned to its original position, and the things in the yard were repaired in a few seconds.

The little ghost king suddenly let out an angry roar, stomping his feet in anger.

Jing Huan raised his hand, and a plate of snacks appeared in his hand: "Tired? Have something to eat?"

"Ahhh!" the little ghost king yelled and rushed over, biting Jing Huan's hand holding the dim sum, even though he couldn't break the defense at all, he still bit his mouth tightly and wouldn't let go.

Jing Huan raised his hand and rubbed the top of the child's hair, and said, "Little wolf, your parents don't seem to have given you an official name, what do you want to be called?"

The little ghost king still didn't let go.

"If you don't speak, I'll call you a puppy."

"I'll kill you! My name is Ying Mutian! I want to win over Tian and kill you!" Jing Huan nodded: "Yes, very domineering. But who taught you how to read? You were born in such a place at this age , shouldn’t be.”

Xiaoying Mutian snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, human things can be learned with just a few glances, what's so difficult!"

"Interesting." Jing Huan thought about it: "It seems that the saying that the ghost king is blessed by nature is correct."

The author has something to say: Let me explain, the background and worldview settings of this article are written indiscriminately by me!There are references to myths and legends, but I made a lot of my own things.

Huanhuan is an immortal born from the sun who can harness a little of the sun's power.

Therefore, he actually makes rain by using sunlight to cause water to evaporate, and then the sun produces wind.The wind and rain in reality are actually the effect of the sun. Those who have studied geography should know hahaha atmospheric circulation and convective movement of air.