"What do you think would happen if I hacked that godly toilet?"
Outside a newly built shrine, Ye Zhen asked expressionlessly.
"You shouldn't think about tearing it down, but think about how to turn this place into a ghost bank."
Yu Zhile tied up his disheveled hair, and his white arms looked particularly slender and beautiful in the sun.
There are many beauties, but it is difficult to have temperament.
Ye Zhen glanced at Yu Zhile, who was wearing dark white short-sleeved jeans and white shoes, and shook his head, "For the first time, Ye feels that it is okay for a man to become a woman. You are the only one."
"Although other people have had female bodies, they just don't let Ye feel awkward."
"Even if I am a woman, I will not like men. No one in this world can make me change my sexual orientation." Yu Zhile looked at Ye Zhen expressionlessly.
"Not even yourself?" Ye Zhen asked.
"Haha, if the main body knows that I like myself, he will kill me without hesitation."
Listening to the woman's words, Ye Zhen touched his chin, "Why do I feel like you are so cruel to me?"
"If, what Ye is talking about is if, if your separated self is uncontrollable, what will you do?"
"Kill." The woman said without hesitation, "If it is uncontrollable, then it is a variable. I will not allow an uncontrollable me to appear."
"If I didn't need this to stabilize the situation outside, so that I wouldn't come out confused and need to inquire about the recent situation, I would not allow a second me to exist in this world."
“I am unique from beginning to end.”
Ye Zhen nodded, "Ruthless enough."
There are four people in total who can make Ye Zhen sincerely praise him for being ruthless, including the person in front of him.
Four?
Ye Zhen was a little confused, why four?
Who are the other three?
Ye Zhen began to recall, and his self-proclaimed aura began to work.
But he soon gave up. His bright mind told him not to think about things he didn't know, because he couldn't figure them out anyway.
He should just be a do-it-yourselfer honestly. He would strike with his sword wherever others told him to hit. As long as he was happy, there would be nothing wrong with him.
"Can your surrogate death be superimposed to the point where you can scapegoat this country in an instant?" Yu Zhile suddenly asked a strange question.
Ye Zhen was brought back to reality. He thought carefully, "1, 2, 4, 8, 16..."
"Can."
Yu Zhile nodded, "Then leave a coordinate here. I think there are a lot of people here, and the ghost money won't be that much."
Ye Zhen thought about it for a moment, and soon understood what Yu Zhile meant, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"That's a great idea!"
"Are you the nightmare of the world, the crusher of hope, the ascendant of ghosts and gods, and the birther of despair?"
The chirping of birds suddenly sounded.
The two of them followed the sound and saw a student wearing a high school uniform with a cropped haircut, carrying his clothes and looking at them suspiciously.
"A woman, a two-dimensional person?"
The high school student seemed to feel that those previous comments were not suitable for these two people.
The woman looks weak and will fall over when the wind blows. Although she looks beautiful, she is just a vase in his eyes.
And Ye Zhen, who is said to be a two-dimensional person, does indeed fit the image of the two-dimensional person. He did not wear a robe, but wore a windbreaker. The windbreaker was generally white, but had golden patterns. A famous scene was clearly printed on the back, where a meatball hits Obito. .
Seeing the two people looking at him in confusion, the high school student also wondered if he had guessed wrong?
So, under the gaze of the two people, he took out a black notebook and opened it, without hesitation, he began to ask, "Are you sure they are the source of the destruction of the world?"
"Why don't I look like that?"
The black notebook remained motionless. In the eyes of high school students, no content appeared on it.
But suddenly, a strange light appeared on the notebook, and the light spread in the blink of an eye.
The high school student was stunned. Something he had never expected happened. The notebook actually burned on its own.
By the time he reacted, the notebook had turned into a pile of ashes.
The high school student stared at the ashes dripping from his hands in a daze.
Ye Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly, "He is a ghost controller, but he has only been able to control powerful ghosts for a short time, and his body is still within the scope of a normal human being."
Yu Zhile looked at the high school student. He couldn't understand Japanese, but he could make himself understand.
"I'll go back and take a look. That notebook may be..."
Maybe it was because Yu Zhile didn't speak, but the supernatural being on his body moved slightly.
Suddenly, Yu Zhile returned to ten seconds ago, when the high school student just appeared.
The scene changed, and he invaded the period of time when the two of them were talking.
Yu Zhile looked at himself and Ye Zhen who were whispering. The woman glanced at her and said nothing, still chatting.
Yu Zhile ignored it and looked at where the high school student was standing before.
At this moment, the place was empty and there was no sign of the high school student.
After glancing around, he finally saw a person at a corner. He slowly walked out of the corner of the street. His walking posture was similar to that of those gangsters in anime.
Carrying clothes, I walked thinking I looked handsome.
Yu Zhile narrowed his eyes slightly, "Interesting."
The high school student at this moment is not the same high school student as before. The current high school student seems to have no problem walking, but his body is extremely stiff, like a frozen corpse.
The way he walks is extremely disharmonious, but if you don't look carefully you won't notice the disharmony. At most, you think this person walks weirdly.
In addition to this, there is also a big problem with the expressions of high school students. The expression of the high school student just now is no different from that of ordinary people.
But now the high school student's expression was stiff and his eyes were lifeless, no different from a dead person.
"Now he is a living person, but in the past he was a ghost?"
Yu Zhile thought for a moment, "Is there something wrong with the ghost this guy controls?"
Just when Yu Zhile was thinking, he was suddenly startled, and soon his eyes darkened.
Without any hesitation, he left here and returned to reality.
"I'm pretty sure you are."
The high school student who had been standing there suddenly raised his head and looked at the two of them.
"No wonder the president came to the school to find me in person."
"Be careful, the ghosts controlled by this guy are not easy." Yu Zhile shook his hand, and he died after invading the past. He died very easily, and he didn't even have a chance to leave.
Ye Zhen became interested, but he was most curious about one thing now.
"How did you find us two?"
"Ye doesn't think our strength has reached this point."
"It can be said that Ye was too showy when we were discovered for the first time. That girl is also very capable and has the capital to discover us."
"But Ye is very low-key this time."
Ye Zhen really couldn't understand why they were discovered.
Is this small country really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?
He was the number one ghost master in Asia and he was the ghost master who snatched an old antique and had a supernatural power. They came here together and were discovered twice not long after they arrived.
Why do you think this is wrong?
Yu Zhile looked at the high school students. To be honest, he couldn't understand. How could such a weird ghost master appear in this country where even an A-level supernatural incident requires help from Yang Jian?
The previous snow girl was okay, the ghost she controlled had S-level potential, and she could handle A-level supernatural events, but her life-saving ability was not strong.
But this high school student is different. He looks ordinary, and the ghosts on his body are not scary. But just now, one of his clones died in the past.
There's something about this guy that makes him a little troublesome.
"Chinese? The ghost controller from the headquarters..." The high school student scratched his head, "Are all your headquarters so brainless?"
"Is it hard to find you guys?"
"Driving our car from the Spirit Removal Society, and arrogantly running through a red light to get here, it's hard for you not to be discovered."
"The fact that you can appear here means that Yuki-onna is dead. She has good strength, but it's a pity. Yuki-onna will go abroad to run for king in a few days, but unexpectedly she will die at your hands."
The high school student sighed, "Snow woman is pretty good, why do you want to kill her?"
Standard Chinese. From this fluent Chinese, you can see how deeply this high school student has studied Chinese.
If they didn't know which country this was, they would have thought they had met a fellow countryman.
"King..." When Yu Zhile heard the word king, he immediately understood something.
"It turns out that the reason why the Spirit-busting Society stretched their hips so much later was because the powerful ghost masters ran for the king."
The king in the original book did not mention the people here, which means that those people died in the competition.
But looking at this high school student, he should have a place in the Kings organization no matter what. This strength is not weak.
But why is there no such person behind?
"Forget it, it's not important. I will kill you and then take your heads to apologize to the snow girl. After all, she has liked me for a long time."
The high school student dropped the clothes in his hands, wiped his head, and then got into a... boxing stance?
"My name is Takai Ryosuke. After you die, you can report my name to the ghosts and gods who will pick you up."
The boy, the fist fight, Furui Muha’s words, and the surrounding scene began to change instantly.
The ghosts spread out quietly, and the surrounding area became completely white.
A tall figure flashed past in the vast whiteness, making it difficult to see what it was.
Ye Zhen frowned and clenched his fists. The evil spirit on his body was slightly suppressed, but not much. It was no different from usual.
"A bit arrogant." Ye Zhen curled his lips, reached out and grabbed a rusty long sword in his hand, not the thin sword, but another one.
His sword exists in his ghost, and he just needs to move his mind to capture it.
"Do you want a sword?" Ye Zhen asked.
Yu Zhile waved his hand, "Without the ghost's supernatural power, there is no difference between using it or not."
Ye Zhen nodded, and then looked at the man who was displaying a martial arts stance that only his country should have.
It's a bit like Wing Chun, but it doesn't look like it.
"Come." A smile appeared on Taojing Liangsuke's lips, and he hooked his hand at Ye Zhen, beckoning him to come.
Ye Zhen moved his neck and said, "Ye hates people pretending to be cool in front of me, especially people who pretend to be better than Ye."
Ye Zhen drew his sword in advance, took one step forward, and rushed towards the young man.
There was sarcasm in the young man's eyes, and he also took one step forward and punched out from the air.
The next second, Ye Zhen stopped where he was. He looked down at his abdomen in confusion.
There was a dent there for no reason, and the mark of a fist appeared on his abdomen.
The clothes were torn, the abdomen was dented, and the shape of a fist protruded from the back.
The ghost on his body endured an extremely terrifying supernatural force at this moment. The supernatural appeared in such a strange way, trying to directly suppress the scapegoat on his body.
"Ahem..."
Ye Zhen bent over slightly and coughed up a large amount of blood from his mouth.
He, who had always maintained a living body, suffered a little at this moment.
"Interesting..." Ye Zhen's originally calm eyes lit up with a hint of madness.
He straightened his back and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
The abdominal injury was strangely repaired.
Takai Ryosuke was a little confused. He looked at Ye Zhen, "Not dead?"
This surprised him. According to the past, the ghost master who was hit by him would die instantly, and the ghost on his body would be suppressed directly. The ghost controller without the protection of the ghost would be like paper and would die with one punch. No need for a second punch.
"The ghost on you seems scary, but it's okay. You can catch one punch, but what about the second punch?"
He didn't care. If he couldn't be killed with one punch, he would use two punches. He didn't believe that the ghost on this person would be countless times more terrifying than the ghost behind him.
He was a man who once beat an S-class ghost into silence.
Yu Zhile didn't look at Ye Zhen, let alone the weird high school student. She looked at the white fog around her, and she felt several terrifying auras in the fog.
It's a ghost, a big ghost, very fierce.
"If supernatural powers can be superimposed, then as long as this young man doesn't die, he will stand on the ladder of old antiques sooner or later."
"He should be able to." Yu Zhile looked at the young man, and he felt that there was more to this guy than what was revealed in front of him.
"You should come together, otherwise he will die." Takai Ryosuke said with a smile.
Yu Zhile nodded, but then shook his head, "You're not qualified yet. Let him play with you. You'd better not die too soon, otherwise he will complain that it's not worth it."
The young man sneered, "You are an arrogant guy who speaks loudly."
Ye Zhen showed a smile and said, "If you can't kill me, you will die."
The next moment, Ye Zhen appeared in front of the young man, and a ghost sword made of several A-level ghosts struck him on the head.
The young man's pupils shrank, "You can actually activate the ghost in my ghost..."
He was a little surprised, but it was just an accident. The rusty sword was very close to him and was about to touch his head.
But he didn't panic at all, he just raised his fist and punched it.
Bang~!
A dull sound appeared, and Ye Zhen frowned and flew upside down in the air, with his chest collapsing more than half.
"Exclusion?"
Ye Zhen landed on the ground and looked at the young man who shook his fist. As the young man shook his fist, Ye Zhen could clearly see that the ghost that had been hit by the ghost sword was thrown out of the body and then entered the white mist.
"Supernatural invulnerability?"
Ye Zhen looked at his chest again. The attack he received this time was twice as terrifying as the last time.
This guy's super powers can be stacked.
Ye Zhen felt that this guy was a bit troublesome, but he didn't care.
"Tell me, has this guy ever been beaten by me?" Ye Zhen asked.
"Probably not, otherwise he would definitely cry out in pain." Yu Zhile responded with a smile.
Ye Zhen nodded, "Then I'll let you take a look today."
How does it feel to be attacked by your own abilities?
Just ask those ghost masters who fought with Ye Zhen for real.
There is a reason why the headquarters will never invite Ye Zhen for non-S-level supernatural events.
The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes. Listening to the conversation between the two, it seemed that the other party had the ability to deflect the attack.
It seems that you need to be more cautious.
He thought so.
Ye Zhen simply tore off his clothes this time, and the angular muscles appeared in the young man's eyes.
After tying up the long hair that had been scattered due to being beaten away, Ye Zhen shook the rusty sword.
"You are strong and qualified to know my name."
He likes sudden battles, no reason is the best, so he doesn't need to think about why, he will win anyway.
Ye Zhen's chest injury recovered quickly, but the supernatural power on his body was not dissipated, which caused a bit of rot on his skin.
"Ye Zhen."
The moment the name was spoken, Ye Zhen's figure disappeared in an instant. The boy's pupils changed slightly, and Ye Zhen's information quickly appeared in his mind.
The young man became serious. He put away his previous laxity and turned to an extremely strange concentration.
The young man clearly realized that this opponent would be difficult to kill.
On a street not far from Guixiao, there were several people standing beside a car. They looked at the empty square with cold eyes.
"How many attacks can they withstand?"
"In other words, which ghost will Ryousuke release?"
"How many?" One person sneered, then shook his head, "I don't think I need any."
"The Snow Girl is dead, she died very quickly." A person said after being silent for a while.
"Two at most, no more." The man hesitated for a while and changed his words.
The others thought for a while and nodded, thinking there was no problem.
"After this time, Ryousuke will have to leave."
A not-so-good topic was brought up, and some of the people were happy and a little sad.
Happy people show sadness, and sad people don't hide their emotions at all.
No one is talking, everyone is thinking about something.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. This is an eternal truth.
(End of chapter)
