Absolute protagonist

The medieval-style hall was dark. Chu Si opened his eyes and vaguely saw a dark ghostly figure rushing towards him with a grin. He raised his hand and waved.

"Puff..."

A slight sound like a bubble bursting sounded, and a short and sharp scream rang in his ears. The cold wind blew the worn scarlet carpet on the ground.

"Hiss... Where is the wind coming from?" The other people in the room shivered involuntarily and wrapped their coats tightly. One of the women walked towards the pale young man leaning against the wall in a corner, and said sweetly, "Brother Gu, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Or are you sad about those comments on the Internet? I believe you..."

... Those comments on the Internet? It seems to be interesting. It seems that the original body is still a "celebrity"?

Chu Si, who has not received any memory for the time being, glanced around calmly and took in all the information around him.

——The dim environment and the dilapidated and old hall seemed to be the interior of an ancient castle. The people around him were all dressed in modern clothes, and from the perspective of ordinary people, their looks were considered good. However, they looked bright and beautiful, and relaxed. They did not look like they had strayed into a horror scene. Instead, they were curiously knocking and looking around.

The looks these people cast at him were vaguely distant. It seemed that his body was not popular, or was it related to "those comments on the Internet"? ... By the way, what was that in the corner? A hidden camera? And...

In less than half a minute, all the acceptable information passed through his mind. Chu Si's lips curved slightly unconsciously.

... He roughly knew the identity of his original body and what was going on now.

"A star... This is really a special experience."

He searched his pockets, but there was no mobile phone or other identity documents, so he probably didn't bring them in.

"Brother Gu, are you in a hurry?" Seeing Chu Si just talking to himself and not paying much attention to him, Song Xi's heart moved, and a smile spread on his face. He moved closer to him, and the smell of perfume on his body almost floated to Chu Si's nose, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Shua——

Chu Si took a big step to the side in an instant, turned his back and continued to check the props on his body.

Song Xi, who just came over, lost her balance and tilted to the side, almost hitting the wall. Her high heels made a crisp sound on the ground, and she sat down heavily on the ground with an "ouch".

This movement immediately attracted several other people to look over here.

"Sister Song, are you okay?" The other two men and one woman came over. The only short-haired girl among them even stretched out her hand eagerly, wanting to help her up.

"None of your business!" She slapped the other's hand away impatiently. Song Xi covered her left ankle and took a deep breath. She looked up at the young man in front of her. Her bright little face was confused and aggrieved, and she looked unbelievable. "Brother Gu, you..."

"What's wrong with you?" Chu Si blinked, his expression more innocent than hers. He seemed to have just come to his senses and didn't understand what happened. "The ground is so dirty, why are you sitting on the ground?"

As he said that, he rubbed his fingertips and threw out the remaining ashes of the ghost that he had just exploded, which happened to fall on Song Xi who was sitting on the ground.

"Yes, Sister Xi, the ground is too cold, let's get up first." Ruan Tian was slapped away by Song Xi, but she was not angry. She just smiled gently and was about to help her up from the ground again.

This time Song Xi didn't refuse again. She looked at Chu Si deeply, took Ruan Tian's hand and prepared to stand up, only to feel cold again, as if all the bones in her body were frozen by ice and snow in an instant, and she sat down again.

"Ouch, it hurts! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

The increasing pain in her ankle made her scream miserably, and even her voice changed. The tears that were originally just lingering in her eyes fell down in an instant, looking so pitiful.

"Hiss! My leg is broken! It must be broken!"

"No more shooting!" She was in so much pain that she looked around, "Where is the director? I want to quit!"

Seeing that there was no response from all around, Song Xi couldn't help but pick up the high heels in her hand and smashed them directly at the window glass: "I said I want to quit! I don't want to stay in this crappy program anymore!"

The other three were all startled by her, and a rustling sound rang out in the castle, floating like a ghost: "I'm sorry, Miss Song, according to the rules we set in advance, you must decrypt and find the escape exit by yourself..."

Seeing that Song Xi was about to get angry, several people hurriedly persuaded him, and Chu Si next to him was completely ignored.

"Forget it, the program group has set the rules. The sooner we find the clues, the better..." Fang Jingrui, the oldest and calmest-looking one, comforted the young lady and was about to leave when his eyes suddenly paused, "Wait, where are the people?!"

"...What?" Several people were confused.

"Where is Gu Chi?" Fang Jingrui said hurriedly, "He was here just now, how come he disappeared in the blink of an eye?"

A gloomy wind blew through the castle, and several people looked at the empty hall and shuddered for no reason.

"Here!" The voice sounded, startling them all. After finally turning their heads to look, they found a dark figure at the corner of the stairs next to them, casting a hideous and strange shadow on the wall.

The two girls were so scared that they held their heads and screamed.

The faint moonlight shone in from the window, and the figure also walked out of the shadow of the stairs, revealing the familiar handsome face.

"I think we can go out." Chu Si smiled and shook the key in his hand, and the silver reflection flashed by.

From an angle that several people could not see, he was holding a ghost in his other hand and kneading it into various shapes.

The ghost trembled in his palm and cried.

...

As soon as he walked out of the castle, a group of program staff immediately surrounded him.

There were special medical staff to send Song Xi away, and others came forward to explain the relevant matters to several people. Only a circle of blank area was left around Chu Si, and the eyes from all directions seemed to be full of contempt.

Chu Si, who had no memory at all, was not panicked at all, and stood there with a calm face. He swept his eyes over the crowd and quickly locked onto a young man who was walking straight towards him. He was most likely the assistant of the original body, and stretched out his hand: "Give me back my phone first, I have something important to do."

The assistant was stunned for a moment, and handed over the phone obediently. I always felt that Brother Gu seemed to have gotten rid of his previous depression today and was more imposing than before.

Seeing Chu Si go to the side to fiddle with his phone, he couldn't help but log in to the chat software account, his face was extremely serious, and he typed out a series of groundhog screams.

Ahhhhhh! Today, my Gu is three points more handsome! I'm always cheering for my Gu! !

NC fans, get out! He caused a little girl to get pregnant and commit suicide. No matter how handsome Gu is, he can't wash it off! I really regret that I was deceived by his sanctimonious appearance before!

The scumbag is so stupid!

"A bunch of people who know nothing and only follow the trend to criticize, hey, I have a bad temper..." The message was occupied by a group of black fans not long after it was updated. Song Xing, who looked serious, immediately took a fighting stance like a cat whose tail was stepped on. His fingers danced wildly on the screen of his mobile phone, fighting against 8,000 black fans alone.

After fighting against black fans for 800 rounds with a group of schizophrenic vests, Song Xing became more and more excited. Suddenly, he felt that the surroundings seemed to become quiet, and a shadow blocked the projected sunlight.

...It seemed that something was wrong.

He slowly raised his head and was shocked: "Gu Gu Gu Gu brother?!"

Chu Si smiled: "It doesn't matter, you continue."

The Internet society is convenient. All you need is an Internet-connected mobile phone, through the universal mobile Internet search engine, plus some small tricks that are not allowed by the rules, Chu Si can easily get any information he wants to know, of course, including the general situation of his current body.

——Gu Chi, now 23 years old, was born an orphan. Because of his handsome appearance and outstanding temperament, he was discovered by a scout and signed to Haicheng Entertainment five years ago. He is cold and taciturn, and is famous for his low profile in the entertainment industry. He has become popular step by step with his appearance and strength, and has won the Best Actor award twice. He can almost be called a national male god.

But half a month ago, he was suddenly exposed to a series of scandals. What about racing, beating people and being a big shot are just trivial matters. What finally triggered public opinion was a grass fan-a 19-year-old girl who claimed to be his fan. Half a month ago, she jumped off the Empire State Building with a big belly, and the other party's last words and suicide note before her death pointed to Gu Chi.

Gu Chi's personality collapsed because of this, a large number of fans turned into black fans, and his popularity dropped sharply. The crews that had signed him before broke their contracts one after another, and he was directly abandoned by Haicheng Entertainment Company. Even the agent who brought him to where he is now no longer has hope for him. It was Song Xing, an assistant who had been helped by him, who took the initiative to take on the responsibility of an agent. If the director of the current program group had not had some relationship with him, he would not have been able to participate in this ordinary decryption escape program.

The woman who had been trying to get close to him just now was named Song Xi. Although she was not a big name in the entertainment industry, she was said to be the daughter of a wealthy family, beautiful and rich, and had a top white, rich and beautiful personality, so she also had a group of fans.

Since Gu Chi got into trouble, everyone else avoided him, only Song Xi had been supporting him, actively posting on Weibo to express her belief in him, sending him food, and commenting on his behalf... In short, she seemed to be very obsessed with him. It was known to the whole network that Miss Song was crazy about actor Gu.

"Crazy obsession..." Chu Si slowly lowered his eyes and curved his lips with interest.

...Why didn't he feel any love, but instead felt endless malice?

Even the death of the original body seemed to have some causal relationship with this Miss Song.

"Tsk, the technique is rough, the movements are rough, and the technology is not innovative..." Chu Si shook his head after feeling the ghost breath left in this body.

"Brother Gu, the shooting is over. Are we going out for dinner or..." Song Xing, pretending that nothing happened just now, came over with a serious and professional expression.

"I'm a little tired today. Please take me home first." Chu Si silently gave a thumbs up to the assistant. As a celebrity, the original body has a lot of basic information on the Internet, but naturally there is no more private information such as home address or hotel, so Song Xing is needed to help lead the way.

In just an hour's drive, Chu Si returned to the original body's home. Just after opening the door with the fingerprint lock, he frowned and flicked his fingers without hesitation.

A gray ghost shadow that he had kneaded so hard that it could not be seen was ejected like a large marble, and a series of weird and shrill screams immediately came from the house.

Woo woo woo...

Waves of mist and black shadows rushed towards the door, but the moment they touched the young man, they let out an even weirder and shriller scream, and then flew back in the opposite direction at twice the speed as before.

"qaq help duck!!!"

"..." Looking at this scene of ghosts flying away in fear, Chu Si was speechless for a moment, then stepped into the door with a smile, his gentle and helpless voice was blocked in the room by the suddenly closed door, "Good boy, don't be afraid, I This guy is very talkative."

Woo woo woo...

The ghost's cries became more and more shrill.

Five minutes later, silence returned to the room.

On the fabric sofa in the center of the hall, a slender young man was sitting there casually, his long legs crossed straightly, his expression lazy and leisurely, giving this empty and monotonous living room the feeling of a luxurious palace.

Groups of ferocious ghost figures that had been kneaded into balls floated quietly in the air in front of him, like a group of children sitting in rows to listen to the teacher's instructions, quiet and well-behaved.

Only the hollow eye sockets on the distorted and deformed surface and the blood and tears flowing from the eye sockets showed how cruelly they had been ravaged by ghosts just now.

"Explain clearly, what happened? No -" Chu Si changed his tone and thought thoughtfully, "It seems more convenient to eat and read the memory directly?"

"Uh-huh-huh..."

Under the gentle gaze of the big devil, the unrecognizable ghosts were like a group of cabbages bathed in the miserable wind and rain, leaving behind truly moved blood and tears.

"..." Listening to the strange cry of ghosts, Chu Si had three black lines hanging from his forehead, his eyes were disgusted, "The painting style is wrong, where did you produce the three-no mutant ghosts?"

……no! Can't eat it! What if he ate these mutant ghosts with outrageous paintings and infected himself? !

The ghosts did not notice his disgust, and were still immersed in the panic of being eaten. They bared their teeth and claws, gestured, and said something intermittently, emitting a series of sound waves that ordinary people could not hear.

After all, they are dead. After ghosts leave their bodies, their thinking logic and memory will be damaged to a certain extent, so their memories are intermittent and vague.

Chu Si pieced together the general story of what happened from their narratives.

After the scandal broke out, although the original person wanted to explain, no one was willing to listen to his explanation, and he could not provide substantive evidence to refute it. His original residence was besieged by anti-fans and reporters every day, and a group of ghosts were manipulated by the people behind the scenes to threaten him day and night. The original person was frightened during the day and had nightmares at night. He soon became trance-like and lost his mind. , the energy and spirit are getting weaker and weaker.

Just now in the gloomy castle, he encountered a ghost again. When he was stimulated, the original body, which could not bear it, was probably too frightened and was frightened out of his soul. So Chu Si's consciousness naturally entered the body and gave it to him. This "house" changed its owner.

After figuring out what happened to the original body, Chu Si glanced at the surrounding environment with disgust. This is a small two-bedroom apartment. Because I just moved here not long ago, and due to my poor mental condition, many places have not been tidied up and it looks very messy.

"Since you live here, you have to pay rent. If you don't have money, you can pay it with work." Mo Mo's stomach growled. The young man who was lazily leaning on the back of the sofa glanced at the ghost figures and clicked randomly. Some of the cleaner souls came out, "Well, you are all mature ghosts. It's time to learn to work hard. Cleaning, cooking, washing and boiling water... In short, I will see this place in ten minutes." Everything is brand new."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to take the remaining black ghost figures with a strong aura of sin into his hands, and tied them with a gentle knot. After all, these are his experimental materials.

"Uh-huh-huh..."

Seeing the ghosts tied into knots in his hands, the picked ghosts were even more frightened and started to work hard by burning their soul power.

"嘘嘘嘤..." A dark wind blew through the room, the dust was swept away, and the floor looked brand new.

"嘘嘘嘤..." The heat in the kitchen started to rise, and the ghosts burned themselves, using their soul power as fuel, and bursts of rich and delicious fragrance soon filled the entire living room.

"嘤嘤嘤..." On the balcony, clothes one after another floated up out of thin air, neatly hanging on the hangers...

"Ah!" On the opposite floor, a otaku who was setting up an astronomical mirror for stargazing saw clothes floating on the rack one after another like ghosts in the night, and screamed in fright, "Ghost!!!" "

The whole tall building shook.

Little did he know that the ghost who was hanging the clothes in peace was so frightened by his scream that even his clothes fell off.

…

"Hmm... I feel like I've overlooked something." Sitting comfortably at the dining table, enjoying the delicious meal, Chu Si took a few sips of the water offered by the ghost at the side, looking satisfied.

【Me me me! It’s my duck host! 】A voice of grievance suddenly sounded, and the small ball of light jumped up in the system space, jumping three feet high, 【Have you forgotten the witty, cute and lively System 666? 】

【 o(╥﹏╥)o Call people Xiaotiantian when needed. 】A crying facial expression appeared on the surface of the small light ball, and System 666 used a cold mechanical voice to express an inexplicably plaintive tone, 【Just put it aside when it is no longer needed. 】

"... Speak nicely." Thinking of how he had asked System 666 to monitor the River of Time for such a long time, Chu Si's eyes drifted for a moment. Looking at the ever-changing rich facial expressions on System 666's surface, he shook his head helplessly, "Well, 666, I'll give you a task temporarily. Investigate all the black materials of the original body on the Internet."

As the voice fell, Chu Si picked up a group of ghosts that he had tied up before and walked into the study.

Not long after, a shrill ghost cry sounded in the study, and wisps of thin black air rose like silk threads, passing through the cracks in the door and through the window lattices, and drifted far away. Among them, resentment, ghost energy, sinful blood, and causal power are entangled together.

... At least I have borrowed this body, so I will help to see who is behind the scenes. By the way, I can also check how the practice was in the past period of time.

In the study, Chu Si stared at the direction where the black line was going away, and a faint amber glow appeared in his deep eyes.

——Find the cause and effect, explore fate and fortune.

In another corner of the city, at the door of a tall garden villa, a lady dressed luxuriously and elegantly sent a young man who looked ordinary out the door, with a grateful smile on her face.

"Thank you so much, Master! If you hadn't acted in time, my kid would have been harmed by the evil ghost. I didn't expect that the master looks young but has such a strong strength."

"It's just a little trick, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

Faced with the compliment of the lady, the young man was beaming with joy, with a humble tone on his mouth, but his eyes were full of pride. He accepted the check handed over by the other party, and his heart was already blooming with joy.

Hahahaha! This world is simply a paradise! I think Wang Jiu has mediocre qualifications. I have been struggling in the world of cultivation for hundreds of years and have been just a casual cultivator who is trampled on by others. I didn't expect to come to this world where Taoism is declining, and I have become a big boss! This kind of life is what I want!

Humming a little tune in his heart, he walked out with a smile on his face and answered a phone call on the way.

"Miss Song?" Not long after he answered the phone, his happy smile gradually disappeared, and his tone became anxious, "He's not dead yet? This is impossible. Could it be that he is born with stronger energy than ordinary people?"

"Don't worry, even if this is the case, he can only hold on for another ten days at most. No one can find out the problem." I don't know what was said on the other end, and the smile on Wang Jiu's face reappeared, "After all, a person who died of scandal and exhaustion has nothing to do with you and me?"