The Legend of Manhua

At the beginning of the reform of the ghost city, it vigorously developed knowledge, preached to be a wise man, and had a high spirit of fighting. A group of ghosts was called to hold a swearing-in meeting.

"Master Ziying, I was not very clever when I was a human being. I haven't learned how to laugh as a ghost. It's a bit difficult for you to make me cry."

"Strange, it has nothing to do with whether you cry or not."

"Hey, every time I think of studying, I think of my old mother in my family. She didn't wait for me to get out of this village when she died."

"Okay, it's not a reason, dismiss it."

Another little ghost asked, "My lord Ziying, it is enough to study as a human being. Why do you study as a ghost? We don't want a golden house and we don't want Yan Ruyu."

"Look at your progress."

"It's quite comfortable being a worthless ghost."

"Don't ask for progress, reject it."

At this time, another little ghost asked: "Master Ziying, I heard that the first class in school requires you to learn how to dress yourself up. You have to clean up neatly every day. You can't be as unkempt as you are now, with green faces and fangs."

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Forgive me for being blunt, being a ghost is just such a small benefit, and you've lost it all..."

"Shut up, it's up to you. From tomorrow onwards, return to this virtuous dress and put it in the frying pan."

"what……"

……

Ziying got impatient with all the questions, deprived them of the right to speak, and came directly to take the oath.

"Master Ziying." A little ghost raised his hand cautiously.

"Shut up, what are you doing?"

"The last question, I've been holding back for a long time."

"Say."

"What do you mean reading?"

Pawn!

The oath is like this: "I was born as a human, and I will become a ghost after death, but people have the ambition to make progress, so how could they be ghosts?! We are not more beautiful or ugly, nor are we inferior (the following kid complains: just not comparable), just Beauty is in my heart, beauty is in wisdom, I am even more proud. So, here, I swear, I swear to be the most educated and knowledgeable ghost in the world. Work hard, fight, go—"

This word was made up by Ziying. Originally, Mr. Tingye made up a set of very beautiful and philosophical oaths, but after some exploration, Ziying said that the little ghosts below are not educated enough to understand, so they want to make this kind of simple and rude ones. most practical.

And the most important reason is that the few teachers who were robbed were still getting used to being ghosts at that time, so they couldn't do anything.

Later, the master was finally able to dispatch, and together with a large number of books brought back from the mortal world by various means, the three colleges that had been repaired before began to practice.

But the process was messy and difficult.For example, at the beginning, a few little ghosts met the teacher for the first time, not only in the classroom, but also said everywhere: "Oh, this is the teacher I snatched back." He said: "Sir, you are merciful. I carried you for more than 200 miles before I snatched you back!"

The reason why teachers preach and teach karma to solve doubts is that there is no way to pass it on, this lesson can’t be taught, after all, they don’t even have dignity.

Later, of course, the higher-ups came forward and hung those little devils upside down on the smoking oil pan for seven days and seven nights.

What should I do if I encounter a ghost who is playing tricks, can't memorize articles, and can't learn things?If you can’t complete the task of Mr. Ming Chuan, you run ten laps around Ming Chuan, and one lap may take a whole day. At first, some people are willing to run but not willing to learn. After all, Ming Chuan is not very big in the imagination, but after running five laps, they already feel like they are going to die. It’s on the bank of Mingchuan River, but I can’t stop. If I can’t finish it, I hang it upside down in the forest of Cangyi Mountain, let those birds come and eat my body, little by little, until I beg for mercy, I will immediately come down to memorize the article. If I can’t memorize it that day, continue...

"We must use barbarism to deal with vulgar behavior, and we must use brutality to deal with spiritual illiteracy." This is Zi Ying's slogan in his later years.

In short, in the past three years, the entire ghost town has almost no contact with the outside world, and specializes in retreating to treat these "difficult and miscellaneous diseases".After the opening at the back, outside visitors to the ghost town feel that there is such a new look, at least the makeup and hair are much better, and it turns out that there is a hairdressing shop in the market.

Up to now, when you enter a ghost town, no matter if you are a shopkeeper or a walking hawker, you can export it well, and it’s no problem to give you a couple of lines of poetry.

They are full of poetic and literary spirit, all of them hold their chests up confidently, their hair is combed meticulously, their faces are covered with powder, and they don’t know how to draw all kinds of beautiful pictures or paint them with beautiful colors. .At least they don't wear open-chested, backless or ragged clothes, and the integrity is quite high.

"There are 32 schools in the city that never sleeps. There are 49 schools in the former ghost town. There are nearly a hundred teachers who teach in these [-] schools in turn. Every morning and two hours in the evening, everyone must participate, and according to various abilities There are various classes, and many systems are perfect, Man Hua, what do you think?"

Ziying led Manhua to walk around the ghost town. Although it is not the time to study, but looking at the little ghosts in life, you can clearly feel the qualitative leap in growth.

"It's really good. If you continue like this, you will soon catch up with the Demon Realm."

Zi Ying snorted, "We are developing in a normal way, and we don't bother talking with those crooked people."

Man Hua didn't answer his words, and continued: "I have been a human being, so I quickly accept everything in the mortal world, go to the mortal world to learn and learn, and use it now."

"It is necessary. These guys are not in good health, and naturally they can't keep up with their cultivation. They have regular sports such as Cuju competitions, tug-of-war competitions and the like."

"That's good, or else I study for an hour every morning, plus half an hour for morning jogging."

Ziying nodded.

At the beginning, he decided to study for an hour in the morning, and at two hours in the evening, everyone complained, saying that being a ghost is not only more difficult than being a human being, but also much more tiring, clamoring that he doesn't want to be a ghost anymore.

In the end, someone from above said: "Okay, go to the underworld one by one, and see if you crooked melons, old, weak, sick and disabled, the underworld will accept you."

It's a blow to your self-esteem!

But looking back at the previous self now, there is no one who doesn't look disgusted, and doesn't want to look back at all. He conducts demonization training for the new ghosts who come in later, and strives to create a decent appearance worthy of the ghost town as soon as possible.

Tired from walking, Ziying took Manhua to a random restaurant to sit down and rest, and ordered two jugs of wine.

"I see you are very happy staying here now." Man Hua said while drinking.

"Yes, thanks to you, the grace of not killing me back then, and the grace of reinvention for helping me become the ghost king." Ziying smiled, took a sip of wine, and swallowed carefully.

"Suddenly so polite." Man Hua took a sip of the wine and felt that the wine was as light as water, but not as light as the taste of Qinglan. He always felt that if drinking wine can be like drinking water, it would be better to drink water, so Put down your glass.

"Hey, haven't I ever been like this?"

"Would you like me to recall memories for you?"

"Okay." Zi Ying waited and waited, "If you still remember."

Manhua tapped the table with her fingertips, and the silver chain made a crisp sound as it landed on the table.Indeed, he couldn't remember clearly, and the bits and pieces of memory were unclear.

After waiting for a while, Ziying smiled and said, "How about... I'll help you recall memories?"

……

A white bone, full of sadness.He had been thrown in this mountain for several months, and he felt that he was going to die soon.

It turns out that even being a ghost is inevitable.

He doesn't know how to practice, and he is powerless to compete with the old ghosts in the mountains. He can only dangle in the darkest and most humid corners. He has already decided to die like this. He is not qualified to reincarnate and has no strength to survive. In other words, his existence is indeed meaningless.Fortunately, there is such a cave to shelter in when dying, waiting for the final death.

It rained heavily that night, and the lightning and thunder seemed to be roaring. The deafening thunder was about to shatter his bones, and in the flash of light and stone fire, blue light appeared in the white of his body.

To announce his end?That's great.With such despair and heartbreak, he saw a five-year-old child stumbling from the storm, with thunder and lightning behind him, he rushed in, but he didn't find him in the corner, the child had such an expression Terrible, but also painful.

This is no ordinary kid.He can understand at a glance.

A moment later, the child made a movement that made him panic.

Because the pain was unbearable and uncontrollable, the child rolled on the ground and screamed, and then exerted strength, as if he wanted to gather everything in his body to one place, to his right hand.Afterwards, the left hand exerted force without any hesitation, yelled, unscrewed the right hand and threw it aside, suddenly there was no sound, only the increasingly deafening thunder outside.

The taste of this fresh blood is so sweet.He moved, not knowing if the child had died, and wanted to go to check, but before he had climbed two steps, the child moved, climbed up as if unconscious, and stumbled out of the cave again. Into the endless night.

This scene was like a dream, but ghosts don't dream.

The fresh blood, the sweet flesh... It was hard for him to control himself, he crawled over step by step, grabbed the arm with his knuckles, and started to eat it raw.

If it wasn't for eating less than a quarter, he would feel uncomfortable and painful all over his body, as if something was punishing his torso, and the tearing pain that he hadn't seen for a long time made him faint...

The heavy rain did not stop until the morning of the third day. After the rain stopped, the sun came out again. The breath of this arm attracted a lot of ghosts, but they dared to come out only at night and followed the smell to find the cave. He had just When he woke up, he was unwilling to let go of this arm, and pressed him under him, no matter how they tortured him.

Later, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he yelled, but he didn't know where the power came from, and suddenly all the ghosts around him were repelled.

The feeling of strength all over his body was brought to him by this arm?He couldn't believe it, he couldn't speak anymore, he just buried his arms in the soil of the cave, slept on it, and felt at ease.

He didn't get anything before he was alive, and he didn't want to have anything after his tragic death. This was the first time he wanted to cherish the things left by his side.

So no one can take it away. With such determination, it comes from an unknown force. Sure enough, no one can move them a little.

Until the child reappeared, he came to find his lost things.After learning that his arm had been eaten by him, his already clear eyes gradually became cloudy again, as if he had murderous intentions, but he immediately said a word, which made him hesitate.

At that time, he lay on the ground and pulled the corner of his clothes and said, "Help me."

I don't understand why this sentence worked, but he didn't kill him, but left with his own arm. From then on, he followed the child's breath, even if he couldn't come out during the day, but he always walked at night. It is in time.After a long time, he was recognized and got closer.

"So why didn't you kill me?" Ziying asked.He didn't dare to ask before, and he didn't have a chance to ask later, but today he finally asked.

Man Hua propped her chin on the table with one hand, thought for a while: "Maybe I think you are very pitiful?"

"Did you pity me at that time? I don't believe it." Knowing that Manhua couldn't remember, Zi Ying continued, "But after knowing my life experience, you probably think so."