Although I only had my soul left, my thoughts were still there. I saw the fire and water evil-proof clothes still attached to my body, the black and white sword of life and death still hanging on my waist, and most importantly, even the purple gold gourd of good and evil and the yin and yang mirror.
All are there.
It's just that these four magical artifacts have long since transformed into another form and are still here with me.
If you think about it carefully, you can actually understand what is going on.
Before I died, I was rescued by a life and death disaster relief person. And he used some unknown means to save my three souls and seven souls, and even threw them thousands of miles away on the Arctic Icefield.
Now I am a ghost.
The transformation from human to ghost made me very resistant. I am a living person, not a ghost.
If I have always been in this form, how will I face my three brothers in the future?
How to face the countless exorcists in Middle-earth in the future?
The ghost he had spent most of his life killing had turned out to be the thing he hated the most.
With a bitter look on my face, I struggled to get up from the ground, but I heard the old village chief greeting me: "Come here and help! Do you still have the soul stone? This child may have hurt his roots."
Several ghosts came to me floating around. One of them took out a black stone from his body and carefully placed it on my forehead.
I just felt a cool feeling on my forehead, and my mind suddenly felt much more relaxed.
Although I hate ghosts, if I don't hit the smiling person, they are doing it for my own good anyway. I can't just reach out and kill the person, right?
The soul stone continues to nourish my three souls and seven souls, making me a lot more energetic. I carefully felt the black and white swords of life and death, and found that although the shape changed, it did not affect my performance.
I think these magic weapons are adjusting themselves according to my three souls and seven souls.
Living people have living ways, and dead people have dead ways.
Seeing the black stone shrinking, I felt a lot more energetic. Then I stood up and said, "Thank you very much."
The old man smiled and said, "We are all members of the same family. Why are you so polite? Where did the young man come from?"
I looked towards the south blankly, but there was a trace of bitterness on my face.
Heading south from here, I don’t know how long it will take to get back to Middle-earth. I don’t know what the current state of the Great Wall defense line is like.
When the old man saw me looking southward and looking dazed, his expression suddenly changed and he whispered: "Deserter?"
Upon hearing these two words, the ghosts around me took a step back, and their eyes were full of vigilance when they looked at me again.
Now the battle of life and death is in full swing. In order to win this war, the ancestor of the corpse has long issued a conscription order. Countless ghosts and ghosts have all been captured and used as underworld soldiers.
Although it is an honor to die fighting for the ancestor of zombies, being a ghost also has relatives and friends.
The consequences of this forced conscription directly resulted in the number of deserters.
Some ghosts who were unwilling to fight tried their best to escape and wanted to live peacefully on the ice sheet.
Although this place is a bit cold and has little output, it is the most suitable for Yin souls to survive. There is plenty of Yin energy on the ice sheet, and there are also soul stone veins that can be mined.
If nothing else works, you can still build a city underground. The hard frozen soil will become the best hiding place for the ghosts.
We all live on the ice sheet, and we are not in conflict with the living people, so why do we have to beat them to the head and bleed them?
So every once in a while, there are always some ghosts who escape from the front line and don't want to fight to the death. But most of these ghost zombies are caught by the patrolling ghost soldiers, and then beaten to pieces on the spot.
So when everyone heard that I was a deserter, they all lost their minds.
Someone whispered: "Old village chief, what should I do?"
I was keenly aware of everyone's uneasiness, so I couldn't help but put my hand on the hilt of the black and white sword of life and death.
If they want to arrest me, they have no choice but to do it.
Anyway, I don't have a good impression of the ghosts at all. If I kill a few more here, the situation on the front line will be better.
The old village chief was silent for a while and whispered: "His name is Zhang Daniu and he is from our village. Remember it all! If anyone leaks it, we will expel him from the village!"
When everyone saw the old village chief speaking, they all said, "Yes! Old village chief!"
The old village chief breathed a sigh of relief and said to me: "Son, no one likes fighting or killing people. If you can escape, everyone will understand."
"Nowadays, the search for deserters in the southern region is stricter, and all villagers are obliged to report it. But who in the village does not have ghosts who died in the war? A battle at the life-and-death defense line, and seven young men in our village were killed!"
"Some time ago, there was a big battle in Shanhaiguan, and the big devil Xu Jianqin killed tens of thousands of people. Two people from our village alone died in Shanhaiguan!"
"Young man, listen up, from now on you will be the ghost of our village. Your name is Zhang Daniu! We are all villagers!"
My hand has long since fallen from the black and white sword of life and death. No matter how cruel I am and how disgusted I am with ghosts, I still can't bring up the intention to kill in the face of this old dead soul.
War is a matter for the Ancestor of the Corpse and the Lords of the Six Domains. What does it have to do with these dead souls?
They just want a safe and stable place to live, and they don't want to harm others, nor do they want to be harmed by others. They just want to be a ghost in peace, until their three souls and seven souls are scattered between heaven and earth.
From now on, ashes return to ashes, and dust returns to dust.
But now that the war has developed, the evil spirits who started the war are still alive and kicking, but countless ghosts at the bottom have disappeared.
In the defense battle of life and death, the battle of Shanhaiguan, in just one small village, more than a dozen ghosts were scattered.
Even Xu Jianqin, who died in battle, was dubbed the big devil.
As this war continues, who is benefiting? Who is suffering?
While I was thinking about it, the old village chief had already ordered the others to go to work. He sat next to me and said to me: "Child, since you want to pretend to be from our village, you must at least understand our situation."
"Don't worry, deserters are not a rare thing here. Just two days ago, the idiot from the old Chen family also escaped. We asked him to stay under someone else's name, so no one can tell anything."
"Don't worry, no one will report you. Any ghost who hates war and doesn't want to kill people is a good ghost."
He chattered to me nonstop, telling me the name of their village for a while, the mission of coming to the Ten Thousand Souls Mountains for a while, and then asking me to remember the dead souls who were working there.
It didn't take long for me to understand everything about the situation in front of me.
The village where the old village chief lives has an official name, Black Forest Village. It got this name because it is backed by a mutated black forest.
Black Forest Village is under the rule of the 13th District of the Ghost King of the Southern Territory. When the village was first built, only more than 300 ghosts gathered here. Later, the battle of life and death broke out, and the Ancestor of the Corpse sent an order to forcibly recruit troops from all regions.
As a result, more than sixty ghosts were all forcibly dragged away and incorporated into the army.
The remaining two hundred or so ghosts are not idle either. The ghosts are fighting desperately on the front lines, while they are digging soul stones in the rear to supply the needs of the war.
The soul stone is the black stone I just used. This thing has the effect of nourishing the three souls and seven souls. When the soul is damaged, using the soul stone can quickly restore the three souls and seven souls.
In addition to nourishing the soul, it can also improve the quality of the three souls and seven souls, making the ghost soul become more and more pure and condensed.
The Soul Stone is so important, so it is naturally the strategic reserve of the Ancestor of the Corpse. It is a pity that this thing is only produced in the ice and snow, and it is not known where it can be found.
If you want to find the soul stone, you can only search all over the mountains and plains.
Heilin Village was divided into more than a dozen teams, with more than thirty or fifty ghosts, and as few as five or six, and then went out to search for mineral veins all over the mountains and plains. Once they found the first batch, they would mine the first batch, and then notify all the ghosts in the village to come and dig.
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Collection officers from the Southern Territory will come here every three days. Their main task is to collect soul stones and check to see if any deserters have returned.
Finding soul stones in the wilderness is not an easy task. There are more than two hundred people in the village, and one or two people die almost every few days.
My imposter, Zhang Daniu, had his soul blown away by the evil wind yesterday and disappeared into thin air.
With this kind of thing, I can pretend to be someone else. Otherwise, the collectors from the Southern Region are not vegetarians. As long as someone is found harboring deserters, the whole village will be beaten into slaves and stay on the ice field to mine soul stones for the rest of their lives.
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I was secretly moved in my heart. The old village chief asked me to replace Zhang Daniu, but he actually took a risk.
But he still accepted me without hesitation, which shows that they really hate war.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh. It seems that not all ghosts want to conquer the Great Wall and occupy the colorful world of living people.
Suddenly, I thought: Could it be that the life and death rescuers brought me here on purpose?
He gave me the four magical instruments of Tianzi, meaning that I would inherit the mantle of Tianzi.
But what I think in my heart and what I do in my hands are simply not suitable for inheriting the will of the Son of Heaven, so he deliberately sent me to the far north ice field so that I can experience the suffering of the ghost?
I was lost in thought when I heard the old village chief say: "Young man, you need to recover first, and we have to hurry up and dig some soul stones. If you don't work now, when the collector comes, everyone will be whipped."
He walked tremblingly towards the construction site, and a gust of cold wind blew, which only made his figure become more and more transparent.
As one of the top exorcists in Middle-earth, how could I not know that this is a sign that his soul is about to disappear?
Not only him, but also the villagers who dug up the soul stones all had illusory bodies, barely able to form a human form.
The environment in the Ten Thousand Souls Valley is so bad, if a strong wind blows, it will probably cause disaster to these lonely ghosts.