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"Brother Cheng, why don't you age?" The little girl's voice lit up my vision.

There was only a faint light in the dim room. The light bulb hanging overhead made a sizzling sound, and the light danced, flickering on and off.

A girl with braids squatted on the ground, staring at me with her eyes wide open.

"Because I am the eternal king." Cheng Jiu replied perfunctorily.

He thought of his glorious life again.

From his memory, I slowly sorted out my thoughts.

He is the eternal king and rules over a territory. He is a ghost, but he lives like a human being, and even uses his own Yin energy to form a physical body.

In his country, there are no laws and no police.

Pay debts with money, kill with life.

What he decided was the latter.

In his territory, the dead were taken directly for burial.

The murderer will not be arrested and no one will report him.

Until one day, he gave the keyword. Witnesses, parties involved, conspiracy theorists, and people who make wild guesses will publish their reasoning on designated websites. These reasonings were voted on over the course of a day. There may or may not be the truth about the case. He announced the answer every night. The top ten designated persons will be tied up and sent to that square. "Answer" was burned to death and the others were released. The person who provided the option and the person who voted were rewarded separately.

It's like a reality show that happens every day.

Many people are excited to get involved. There are also people who focus on participation.

Rather than saying that Cheng Jiu is the king of that area, it is better to say that he is a random judge.

The government still exists on that land, and those people still have to work and live. There are many enthusiasts, and more people just buy a lottery ticket.

I don't know how Cheng Jiu established that kind of "reality show", but judging from his appearance and psychology, he must have been very young when he died. It's not a real second grade, but also a real second grade disease.

The other ghosts don't seem interested in him. The heavenly masters who exist in the future world will also turn a blind eye to him or close one.

And after he fell into the real world, he began to hit a wall.

"Brother Cheng, what is the king? Your Majesty?" the little girl asked.

Cheng Jiu was too lazy to answer.

He wanted to return to his turf. He could feel the power coming from his territory.

Those forces are being reduced year by year. His followers are dwindling.

Cheng Jiu was irritated by this.

He is obviously not as good as the guide and Guangyuan Mountain Ghost. He does not have very good means and has not been able to establish his own power here.

The timing is wrong and the capabilities are limited.

This is the answer I compiled from Cheng Jiu's memory.

Thinking about it from another perspective, if I were Cheng Jiu, I might not be able to accomplish anything "big".

In a hundred years, just from the end of the war, a new country was established, society was undergoing rapid changes, the environment changed too fast, and people's hearts also changed too fast. Cheng Jiu was impatient again. It should be said that he went from extravagance to frugality. He was used to extravagant enjoyment and was sought after by everyone, so he was somewhat unable to adapt to the new environment.

He couldn't go too far yet. The entrance and exit to the different space is right here. He always wanted to go back.

"Brother Cheng, do you want some candy?" The little girl took out a candy from her pocket.

The wrapping paper is very crude and the sugar seems to have melted a little.

The little girl licked her lips, a little greedy, but still handed the candy to Cheng Jiu.

Cheng Jiu ignored it. Urged stubbornly by the girl, he waved his hand and knocked the candy away.

The girl's eyes immediately turned red, and as soon as she started crying, she suppressed it again. She picked up the candy aggrievedly and glanced at Cheng Jiu secretly.

Cheng Jiu had been lying on the bed, but now he turned over and stopped looking at the girl.

After a while, the sound of footsteps and the sound of a door opening came from behind Cheng Jiu, and the girl left.

Cheng Jiu closed his eyes.

He could feel his followers dying.

Many people deserted him and others were killed.

I don't know if the time of the dream has changed, but Cheng Jiu suddenly felt heart palpitations.

He felt the breath of another ghost.

There is a new ghost in his territory.

Cheng Jiu's temper became worse and worse.

When he opened his eyes, light appeared in my field of vision, and I saw a moon.

In the basin is the reflection of a full moon.

Cheng Jiu scrubbed his body, saw his reflection in the water, and kicked the basin over.

Water spilled all over the floor, soaking the ground.

The basin made a clanking sound and slowly stopped.

Cheng Jiu stared at the ground in a daze. After a while, he turned his head and looked outside the courtyard wall.

The change in where he lives indicates that his life should be improving.

No matter what, he is a ghost and has many abilities.

I didn't feel the yin energy emanating from Cheng Jiu's body, but at this moment, where Cheng Jiu was looking, there was yin energy floating over.

Cheng Jiu frowned, feeling angry, and took long steps out of the yard.

He rushed towards the direction from which the Yin Qi came.

A small whimper sounded softly and loudly in the silent night.

Yin energy wafts out of a house.

Cheng Jiu also felt the smell of the murder scene.

His perception was obviously different from anything I had encountered before.

Cheng Jiu could tell what was happening here by smelling it.

He kicked the door open.

There were some fluctuations in the Yin energy in the house.

Cheng Jiuyi was not afraid and turned on the light directly after entering the door.

Two people screamed in the bright room. One is a little girl and the other is a woman.

Cheng Jiu looked at the screaming woman indifferently.

Women are ghosts, full of sinister energy. She was wearing an old wedding dress with a big red flower on her chest and flowers on her head, looking very happy. However, her face was pale and her eyes were only white, as if they were covered with a layer of paper, which made people feel cold.

The woman screamed, covered her face, and revealed a pair of fierce eyes from between her fingers.

She stretched out two hands with sharp nails and pounced on Cheng Jiu.

Cheng Jiu was very rude. He raised his fist and hit the woman in the face.

The woman's face seemed to be made of ceramic. When Cheng Jiu hit it with his fist, it shattered and white fragments fell out. From that hole, many small insects gushed out crazily, fell to the ground, and flew all over the room.

Cheng Jiu frowned in disgust, "Get out!"

Following his scolding, the female ghost turned into broken porcelain pieces on the ground. The bride's clothes that were left behind turned into black smoke and flew out of the window.

The bugs also scattered and disappeared into the corners of the room.

Cheng Jiu stepped on the clothes and debris and walked forward. Those things were crushed by him and turned into black smoke, which dissipated directly.

This is the crushing of Yin Qi.

Cheng Jiu didn't take it to heart and walked to the corner of the room.

There was a shelf there stacked with miscellaneous items.

The little girl was hiding in the gap between the shelf and the wall.

She cried like a kitten.

"Stop crying." Cheng Jiu said impatiently, "What's the use of crying! Your parents are dead and there is no one to comfort you!"

When the little girl heard this, she burst into tears. Her wails turned into howls, and she cried until her tears dried up.

This sound also attracted people from outside.

Those people looked at Cheng Jiu in fear and were a little at a loss.

I could see that these people should all know Cheng Jiu's identity and believe in him.

Compared with Cheng Jiu's original power, it was terrible, but there were still more than a dozen people.

The dream becomes messy.

I saw the little girl hugging Cheng Jiu's leg and refused to let go; I saw the little girl at the funeral crying towards the pit and the coffin placed in it; I saw the little girl busy in front of the stove.

"Prince Jiu, can I go to school?" the little girl asked Cheng Jiu while tilting her head while feeding the chickens.

Cheng Jiu stared at her.

She started to panic, but immediately became confident, "My father used to say that those who serve young masters from rich families should be literate. I am also serving you, so I should also be literate."

I didn't hear Cheng Jiu's answer.

Female transformation.

The little girl with braids had a student hairstyle, and later she wore a ponytail.

She gradually became more beautiful in her dressing, and she had more girly trinkets on her body.

"King Jiu, I got a hundred points this time! There are only three people in the class who got a hundred points!"

"King Jiu, what's it like in the city? Can I pass the middle school in the city?"

"Cheng Jiu, I don't like Xiang Dabao. Xiang Dabao's mother called me a vixen, a fatherless mother, and a little bastard..."

"Cheng Jiu, Mr. You's son is back. Did you know? He went to study abroad! He can speak the languages ​​of three countries!"

"Cheng Jiu, they all regard you as my brother. In the future... will they regard you as my son? Giggle, giggle..."

The chaotic scene and the girl's words flashed before my eyes.

I gradually discovered that these were Cheng Jiu's memories.

The dream has reached a new point in time.

Cheng Jiu and the woman were leaning side by side.

"Old Cheng, can I give you a child? If one day, you go back, or I die, then at least... there will be someone who can accompany the remaining person, and he will not be so lonely." The woman. Said softly.

I felt Cheng Jiu hold the woman's hand.

The news was playing on the TV, talking about a flood somewhere, and the accompanying picture was a woman crying with her child in her arms.

"Okay." Cheng Jiu agreed.

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