Shen Ming's performance was pretty straightforward. He had never seen any scene before. He was frightened when he met a ghost. It didn't exist.

But Shen Ming was very curious. How did the ghosts that were not undead exist in this world?

Shen Ming also has a certain understanding of the laws of this world. If a person wants to retain consciousness after death, in addition to a person as powerful as the ancient king, he can only provide a body that accommodates consciousness through undead magic. Otherwise, the strong will be captured by the dark plane, and the weak will be reclaimed by this world, which is what people often call the dissipation of the soul.

How did the man in front of him do it? He couldn't feel the slightest breath of death on his body, but he called himself a ghost!

Shen Ming couldn't help but think of the situation Mo Fan encountered in Japan in the original work.

Soul vessel!

I'm afraid this is the only explanation!

"Don't be afraid, although my previous strength is OK. But now, as a ghost, I have almost no ability to resist your thunder system. I just want to talk to you. After all, no one can see me after so many years.

My name is Mo Ce, let’s meet me!" The man stretched out his hand very friendly and said with a smile.

Looking at Shen Ming who was indifferent, Mo Ce was slightly stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

"Sorry, I forgot that I am a ghost." The man glanced at Shen Ming apologetically.

"My name is Shen Ming. I am a student from Mingzhu University. It would be normal that you don't know me. Are you... really a ghost?"

Shen Ming still did not retract the arc around him, remained vigilant and said inquiring.

"Why don't you believe it yet? I'm really a ghost. You don't know how bored I have been in the past few hundred years! You can only go to the girls' dormitory occasionally to relieve the loneliness of this ghost!" The man seemed to have liberated his nature. No one could see him for so many years, making him extremely lonely. Finally, someone could see him, and he was still chatting desperately?

"I'm going! I'm still a pervert!" Shen Ming couldn't help but look at the other party. Fortunately, his wife was not in the Imperial Capital Academy, otherwise he would have been taken advantage of by a ghost?

Hey, no! Then Mu Ningxue isn't it? Mo Fan must not know about this! Otherwise, this guy will kill someone!

But Shen Ming was thinking too much after all, and Mu Ningxue didn't live in the school.

"I'm a ghost after all! Can't you have some personal hobbies? Young man, chat with me. I know so many secrets here, and I can also give you some advice. I know the secrets of many girls in the Imperial Capital Academy! With my help, you won't soak whoever you want?" Mo Ce raised his eyebrows at life, looking vulgar.

If Shen Ming thought this ghost was quite handsome just now, then now I think this guy is definitely Zhao Manyan among ghosts.

"I don't have time, I'm in trouble. I can even hit a ghost!" Shen Ming didn't think about this guy at all and turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing that Shen Ming had no intention of paying attention to him, Mo Ce was instantly panicked. After finally finding someone who could chat, how could he let him go so easily?

"Wait a minute, chat with me, I'll pay you!" Mo Ce shouted in a hurry.

"I don't need ghost coins!" Shen Ming waved his hand without even looking back.

"I'm not talking about money, it's a great opportunity! Don't you want to know why I, a person who has died for so long, can survive in this special state?"

Mo Ce was really lonely and going crazy. In order to find someone to talk to him, since he was willing to tell this secret. He is just a ghost now. If someone grasps his secret, it means that his life and death are also under the control of that person.

"I'm not interested, when will I die? Let's talk about it!" Shen Ming was still not moved at all.

"Mom is such a tough guy! I can give you one more department, do you want it?" Mo Ce thought he was willing to go out, and loneliness made him crazy.

"Really or false?" Shen Ming suddenly stopped and looked back and showed a flattering smile.

"It's so fast to change your face!" Mo Ce really saw it, but he felt relieved. At least someone could chat with him for a while!

"We agreed that I can only chat with you for one night! I only sell my skills but not my body. The escorts have already taken advantage of one, and there is absolutely no follow-up!" Shen Ming first declared his bottom line, that moral integrity can be thrown away at will, but chastity is not good.

This ghost has been lonely for hundreds of years. If his personality is distorted, he will be over.

"What are you thinking? I'm serious too! It's not what you think!" Mo Ce walked over with a crutch and glanced at Shen Ming.

"I've lost a lot. I've gained a new magic system in one night. I always feel like I've lost it!" Mo Ce seemed to want to bargain, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

"Bye-Bye……"

When Shen Ming heard this, he immediately turned around and left. He could believe the other party. This was already good. He was making a request to me here. What about playing?

"Oh, okay, it's okay to say anything! He's really a lack of great virtue!" Mo Ce finally gave in. It doesn't matter whether Shen Ming agrees or not. But for him, it's been loneliness for hundreds of years.

"I don't trust you very much now. I'll give it to you first and then chat, that's OK!" Shen Ming touched his chin, and he still had to look at the authenticity of the other party's words.

"You... are really a smart and smart little cutie!" Mo Ce suppressed the anger in his heart and said with a "smile".

"Believe me once, I will never lie to you!"

Looking at the other party's sincere eyes, Shen Ming also gave in. Anyway, chatting would not cost him much.

This is the Imperial Capital Academy. Even if the other party is a boring guy and deliberately tricks on himself, he will at most be embarrassed.

...

In the pavilion beside the lake, Mo Ce was still talking nonstop, and Shen Ming beside him was almost drowsy.

"Wait, didn't you just say that you were the prince of the Ming Dynasty? But why did I remember that there was no king of the opposite sex surnamed Mo? Besides, the prince of the Ming Dynasty could play guitar? Do you want me to believe this?" Shen Ming felt more and more that the guy in front of him was really powerful in bragging and spanking. Although he was a little drowsy, the loopholes in the other party's words were still easy to find.

"How do you know if you don't experience history personally? Also, what's wrong with me playing guitar? I've lived for hundreds of years, so I can watch it!" Mo Ce felt a little uneasy when he saw that he was suspected and quickly retorted.

"Okay... Since that's the case, you have such a high status, how can you die? Judging from your appearance, you should have died at a young age, right?" Shen Ming touched his chin, and he was a little curious about the other party's identity.

Mo Ce suddenly paused. It was obvious that he had never wanted to talk about this topic at the beginning. When Shen Ming asked this, he suddenly didn't know how to speak.

Seeing Mo Ce, who was a chattering chatter just now, suddenly stopped, Shen Ming understood that he should have asked something he shouldn't have asked.

But this cannot be blamed on Shen Ming. Whenever an individual encounters a ghost, he wants to ask how the other party died, right? This is a completely normal reaction and a basic operation!

"Do you really want to know?" Mo Ce suddenly smiled bitterly, and a trace of desolation passed through his words.

The night was dark, and the sudden sad atmosphere became even more dull with the night.

"It's okay if you don't say it..." Shen Ming scratched his head. He didn't have to know this, and what if he knew it?

"My mother, then don't ask, I just created a good atmosphere, what's the matter with you?" Mo Ce's mood suddenly came up and he shouted loudly.

"I'm not going to make a fool... don't frame me!" Shen Ming was really a little amused. This guy was really nervous. He thought he had hit the other party's pain point, but he didn't expect to give me a wave of reverse output.

"I don't care, I'll say it."

Mo Ce suddenly became quiet and his tone suddenly became firm.

"Why don't you let me say it? They don't let me say it! They don't let me do it!"

For some reason, a trace of black air suddenly rose from Mo Ce's body.

Shen Ming suddenly had a bad premonition and hurriedly spoke to remind him.

"Tell a story. If you turn evil, I will do it directly!"

Shen Ming's shout quickly made Mo Ce wake up, and the black air emitted from his body gradually disappeared.

"Sorry, I've been a ghost for hundreds of years, so I'm always a little resentful! Although I don't know if you want to hear it,... just think of fulfilling my last wish in my lifetime! I am just too stubborn. If I didn't talk so much at the beginning, I might be a prince of Xiaoyao and be safe for the rest of my life." Mo Ce said as he became sad again, this time it seemed to be a true love.

"Listen!" Shen Ming seemed to have some sympathy for Mo Ce.

People's biggest enemy is often lonely! It is not easy for this guy to endure it for hundreds of years and it is still so optimistic.

"Have you heard of the Mingdu Big Bang? To use your current terms, it is the Apocalypse Big Bang!" Mo Ce suddenly looked at Shen Ming and asked very seriously.

"This is again!" Shen Ming frowned. The last time he heard that this was still on Sanli Street, Lao Li said to him.

At that time, I always thought that the dark streets that Lao Li said were fake, but the fact was that it slapped Shen Ming in the face.

But Lao Li's story is not only the Dark Street, but also the historical mystery of the Apocalypse Big Bang! So what does this Apocalypse Big Bang have to do with the Dark Street?

"A lot of people died that time... the final demise of the Ming Dynasty was also unbreakable with similar explosions. And these secrets and those who participated in the secrets died... none of them survived, and even I remained in the current state of not being able to die or not! Do you think I am a very unlucky guy?" Mo Ce lowered his head, and the crutches in his hand kept knocking on the ground, but he could not make any noise.

"History is written by the man who left the last place, and when he wrote history, you will never want to see what he doesn't want you to see!"
Chapter completed!