Faced with Lin Xun's heart-wrenching dislike, Qian Jiangyue only said two words: "Hold on."

The shops were originally opened, and now they were taking in the goods from outside one after another. A woman led a fat child by Lin Xun and urged: "Go quickly, it will rain heavily later and see what you should do!"

Lin Xun looked at the sky, and there was a shadow in the distance, like a dark cloud.

But he knew very well that this was not a sign before the heavy rain, but a trace left by the ghost tribe when it evacuated.

It seems that cooperation is mostly reached. Nan Hengyi's current existence is like an invisible overlord, the most important support point in the middle of a scale.

The system "dinks" at this time, prompting Lin Xun's balance between the two tribes had been achieved and his mission was completed.

Lin Xun's eyebrows moved, thinking that with his own fuel, a world master was born. The word "creation" was not suitable but very suitable for use here. However, the peace of this appearance lasted for a hundred years, and as for what would happen in a hundred years, it was not what he needed to care about.

Qian Jiangyue also noticed the shadow, "Your wish has been fulfilled."

Although I don’t know how the absurd dream of the world’s great harmony was born.

Lin Xun said lightly: "Do you think I'm doing useless work?"

The moon returns with silence.

Lin Xun smiled, putting aside the task, according to his nature, he was indeed doing something quite boring. Worldly disputes have their own development laws, and artificial intervention really doesn't mean much.

A vendor hurriedly pushed the car forward, and Lin Xun stopped him, and the hawker's eyes immediately showed light: "What do you need to buy? It's going to rain soon, and you'll sell it cheaply."

Lin Xun picked several kinds of fruits, all of which are soft and easy to swallow.

"Eat yourself or give it to someone?"

"Give someone a gift."

"Okay." After taking the money, the vendor happily helped Lin Xun put in a fruit basket.

Qian Jiangyue: "Do you want to see him?"

Lin Xun corrected his name: "That's your grandfather."

Qian Jiangyue's eyes were a little playful: "Is that right? I don't think he thinks that."

Being misidentified has nothing to do with proactive impersonation, but it is impossible to completely remove the responsibility. Lin Xun pretended not to understand the hidden meaning of his words.

"I'll go with you tomorrow morning." Qianjiangyue said.

Lin Xun's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he smiled and put the fruit basket in his hand: "Just help bringing things."

The sky suddenly became a little dark, and Qian Jiangyue laughed: "It seems that it is really going to rain this time."

Lin Xun took a step back: "Those commanders are also well-known figures in the ghost clan. I still have some things to tell them, so you go back first."

Qianjiangyue nodded.

After he walked around with the thing, he felt a chill in his eyebrows, and a few drops of raindrops fell intermittently. Everyone was rushing back and forth, as long as a few vendors saw the business opportunity and hid under the eaves to sell umbrellas.

Qian Jiangyue bought two handfuls, and when she turned around, Lin Xun's position just now was empty and there was no trace.

A little boy suddenly stood in front of him, "That brother asked me to give it to you just now."

The oil-paper umbrella with a very bright color is too bright, and the patterns formed by the rain water are very ugly, which is comparable to the star soul he imprinted.

Qian Jiangyue laughed and took the umbrella.

"Where are others?"

The little boy showed an exaggerated expression, "It was gone with a 'swish'."

Qianjiangyue frowned.

"By the way, he also said sorry, because he might have lost his appointment."

The rain was inexplicably icy and cool, just like the wrong season of snowflakes. Qianjiangyue stood in the rain with three umbrellas, but did not spread one of them.

...

What stimulates Lin Xun to wake up is his sense of smell.

The smell of blood almost filled the entire senses, as if all the internal organs were crushed.

[System: It's really broken, otherwise how would the host take over this body?]

Lin Xun tried to move his limbs and felt good. Obviously the system had restored the broken body functions.

He looked at the surrounding environment, a very remote alley, one of the best places to follow and kill.

A sound of footsteps came from the end of the alley. Lin Xun groped and grabbed the wooden stick in his hand.

The tall and handsome life that came back against the light, when I saw Lin Xun, I was initially unbelievable, but then there was a clear surprise in my eyes: "So you are really alive."

Before Lin Xun could sort out the original owner's memory, he nodded symbolically.

"I'm x." The man said something swearing that was completely inconsistent with his appearance: "I'm making a lot of money this time."

The man pulled him out of the alley.

A long-lost car, a long-lost high-rise building.

Lin Xun stood in the sun and felt a sense of time and space disorder.

A luxury car was parked on the street. After opening the car door, the man invited Lin Xun to go up. Lin Xun refused the passenger seat and sat in the back.

The moment the car started, the man turned on the speaker, and the dynamic music indicated that he was in a good mood.

Lin Xun saw his face through the rear window and was stunned.

Beautiful and pale, with indescribable magic on the facial features. When combined, it is almost shrill and bright.

This face is actually similar to the face before his rebirth.

"Lin Xun." The man spoke and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry to you before."

Even the name is the same.

Lin Xun's lips bent, but he didn't believe it was just a coincidence.

"Why did I enter a new world," Lin Xun's contact system: "I thought that at this time, I should go back to Yundao to do the big thing of 'saving the people'."

His tone was ridiculous. After all, Yan Jinglin had contacted him before and kept reminding him that time was almost out of time.

[System: The host should be able to feel that the temperature there will reach the boiling point soon.]

Lin Xun: "So what?"

[System: Cooling. After the ghost clan dies, there will be ghost fire on his chest. The King of Ten Thousand Ghosts is the body of the extreme Yin and Odd Evil. His ghost fire is the only thing that can resolve the flame of the dragon bone.]

Lin Xun sneered: "So I completed the task in the world secondly. The key is to die last time?"

[System: The interference of human factors in these two worlds is different from before.]

Lin Xun sneered: "Since Yan Jinglin can do the same thing as you, what's the use of you?"

[System: I am in control of him.]

Lin Xun frowned, and asked the system again but no response.

“What do I need to do?”

【System: Find the Ivy Fire.】

Lin Xun said 'oh', "That's simple. I'll post a search notice tomorrow to see if anyone picked up the flames that formed when my last world dissipated."

【system:……】

No matter how you say it, unlike your casual attitude, Lin Xun's attitude is extremely cautious every time he enters a world. After experiencing so many worlds, he can feel that he is getting closer and closer to the original world, and he can't wait to ask some people to repay something.

"Driving is a troublesome thing," the car parked at an intersection and happened to be stuck at the moment when the traffic lights just met: "It's much easier to fly directly... Damn order!"

At the end of the day, the man cursed softly.

There was a huge billboard outside the car. Lin Xun seemed to be looking at the celebrity endorsement on it, but his body was slowly digesting the original owner's memory.

The man sitting in front of him who was driving was named Chu Xiangyang. Is he a... a god?

The original owner was an orphan, and he was still in college. He was introverted and his only friend was a roommate in the same dormitory. However, from when, this roommate began to alienate him and rarely returned to the dormitory at night. The original owner was unwilling to accept it and wanted to know the reason. After walking too much at night, he would inevitably encounter ghosts. Unfortunately, the original owner really encountered it. At the moment when he was about to be killed by the ghost, his roommate appeared to save him-

"You and I are not from the same world." One is tall and the other is covered in mess, forming a sharp contrast. His eyes looked at himself full of pity: "I can't even deal with a little ghost, I'm out of my mind."

Since then, the original owner began to search for information about gods and ghosts. He firmly believed that there were ghosts and gods in this world, and he also wanted to become gods and immortals. He naively thought that this would make peace with his friends as before.

As for Chu Xiangyang, the original owner met him and his roommate at the school gate. Not long after that, the roommate's attitude slowly changed. The original owner stuck to Chu Xiangyang like a dog skin plaster, insisting that he was also a god and wanted to integrate into the other party's circle.

Lin Xun could feel that this child, who had no parents, was already in a state of mind in the end and really regarded himself as a god.

"There is a ghost in xx alley. If you can solve it, I will be as you wish." Chu Xiangyang was so annoyed by him that he threw this sentence.

As a result, the original owner ran over stupidly, and was naturally killed by the evil ghost. Chu Xiangyang was also a little worried afterwards. It was not that he was worried about Lin Xun's life or death, but that the other party was killed and the cause and effect of killing him would be troubled.

Unexpectedly, Lin Xun was not only safe, but also the evil ghost was beaten to death.

"This is the first time I missed it," Chu Xiangyang took advantage of the red light and said a few more words: "But you are hiding too deeply. I really think you have been entangled by a madman. Haha, I wanted to be a referee for Ke Xi, but I was taken the lead. I didn't expect God to treat me well."

Ke Xi is Lin Xun's roommate, but this is the first time he heard about the referee.

Chu Xiangyang seemed to know that he didn't know, and patiently explained: "The spiritual energy is thin, and the heavenly court has long been broken. Only a few gods survived. Most of our circle in this circle are their descendants. Although they are gods, there are many troubles to deal with,"

As if he mentioned something bad, Chu Xiangyang waved his hand, "Forget it, please tell you later. In short, my old man said that there are all the gods who survived when the Heavenly Court collapsed, but now they must be almost dead, but there may be bloodlines left."

Lin Xun: "You must gather these people back together."

"Smart," Chu Xiangyang snapped his fingers, "For example, I found you, I am your referee. I am responsible for pulling you into the circle. Of course, I will also receive corresponding rewards."

He took out his cell phone, Lin Xun reminded the surveillance camera in front of him, and Chu Xiangyang turned the car and stopped, "What is the WeChat account? I'll pull you into the group now."

Lin Xun glanced at his mobile phone screen and saw nearly a hundred people inside, "Who is the group leader?"

Chu Xiangyang's face changed: "He is a very terrifying person. The old man dares not provoke him, but don't worry, we have almost no chance to have contact with him."

The original owner rarely surfs the Internet and has no WeChat account at all. Lin Xun asked him to wait for a while and register on the spot to provide the past.

Soon, he felt the phone vibrating, and looked down and there was a clear reminder on it—
Chapter completed!