My practice narration is weird

Late at night.

There has been no sign of the demon clan for more than half a month, and there are still soldiers on duty every few meters on the city wall of Yangguan, never slackening off.

Some soldiers heard shouting from the side.

He turned his head, only to see the waiter next to him wink at him, then look at him and say something with a playful smile.

The words are simple.

"I'm going to make it easy, help me keep an eye on it."

"...Can't you just face the wall and solve it?"

"Turn it up."

"Get out of here, get out of here, you're a lazy ass."

It's a very common conversation.

The soldier didn't pay attention, he just guarded his post silently, glancing at his departing companions from time to time.

It was very dim under the sun at night.

The night breeze was cool, and he shrank his head, staring at the darkness outside the pass, which was the vast and miserable scorched earth.

In the past, every time I watched the dark scene outside the pass in the dead of night, something strange would arise in my heart.

After all, in the past, no one knew when and how the demon clan would come.

But now, my heart feels much more relaxed than before.

There was no other reason, just because of the scene in the sky outside the Pass that day, and because they knew that at this moment, there were three great supernatural powers of the Sixth Realm in Yang Pass.

For so many days, the demon clan has not even seen a single shadow, so they are probably scared.

Speaking of which, will this war be over soon?

I still want to go back to my hometown to get married.

But this is not something that I, a soldier, can have the final say on.

While he was daydreaming, he glanced at his "absent" companion as usual.

A figure stood there.

Um?

He was stunned for a moment, but then he cursed angrily.

"You bitch, you didn't even say a word when you came back. It's scary to death at night, isn't it?"

He cursed, then turned his head, with an annoyed look on his face.

According to common sense, the kid would either apologize to himself with a playful smile, or scold him directly.

He didn't want to talk nonsense with this lazy ass.

It's best not to talk to each other.

Can……

When the other party really didn't speak, a trace of surprise and doubt emerged in the soldier's heart.

No, what, you lost your brain when you pooped?

He turned his head again and glanced at his companion.

The figure still stood there, upright, like many soldiers guarding the city.

The night was as dark as thick ink.

Even the figures were pitch black.

The soldier's eyesight was not very good, so he stretched out his hand to rub his eyes, and then squinted his eyes.

The pupils shrank slightly, and there was shock in his eyes.

"Hell..."

How to describe it.

Everything on that figure was constantly fluctuating and flickering, and black fluctuations flowed throughout his body.

The whole body is pitch black, but the limbs are growing and shortening, along with the head.

The head was suddenly big and small, round and flat.

What the hell.

For some reason, the soldier became stiff for a moment and even forgot to think.

But at least he had to scream.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder, and a playful voice came from behind me.

"I'm back, I'm back, thank you brother."

The soldier trembled, then suddenly grabbed his companion.

It was a real touch, a real person.

"Brother, what's wrong..."

"You, you, you, look over there, what is that?" He pointed at the city wall in front of him, his voice a little awkward.

"Huh? Where's the thing? Brother, what did you see?"

Xiaobing, who had just finished relieving himself, looked confused.

The post that belongs to me in front of me is empty, not even a bird.

These words made him stunned for a moment, and then he turned to look again.

The figures seen on the city wall before disappeared now.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The soldier took deep breaths and finally squeezed out a cry that spread throughout the city wall.

"Ghost!"

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"You said you saw a ghost?"

The old sect leader was in seclusion, and Zhou Xuanyuan, who was temporarily taking over all affairs at Yangguan, looked at the person reporting in front of him with a puzzled expression.

He thought it was a joke.

I have cultivated to this point, and there are no ghosts in this world.

But the person who said this was a commander and a great supernatural power in the four realms. Zhou Xuanyuan did not think that this matter was for his entertainment.

"To be precise, it's not me, but the soldiers below me." The great supernatural power was silent for a moment, and then said with a wry smile.

As if worried that Zhou Xuanyuan wouldn't believe it, he took the initiative to explain.

"This has happened for several days. For the first time, I thought it was probably because the soldiers were working too hard and were under great mental stress. They were seeing hallucinations. There have been no demonic disasters recently, so I arranged for them to take a few more rounds of rest."

"It can be said that more and more people have seen 'ghosts'. Within three days, more than ten soldiers have said this, in different places and at different times."

"My subordinates feel that this matter still needs to be reported."

These words made Zhou Xuanyuan stunned.

I really couldn't think of any good answers for a while, so I sent the commander away first.

Then he turned back and looked at Ye Wuyou beside him.

"Brother Ye, what do you think?"

Ye Wuyou's eyes were indifferent, he gently put down the tea cup and said.

"You ask me what I think? Have you forgotten what I do?"

The faint blue figure is always with him.

Ye Wuyou slept with strange things every day. He also had mental problems, there were voices in his head, and he also had problems with his eyes.

I am good friends with Kayako, I have beaten the footless man, I have teased Toshio...

ghost?

Is it weird or scary?

Ye Wuyou had already been numb.

Zhou Xuanyuan was silent for a while, thinking that this seemed to be the truth, and then slowly said.

"Two possibilities, either the residual soul of the deceased, or an illusion..."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Ye Wuyou's words were so decisive.

Soul, that is something that can only appear in the middle three realms.

If there is such a wandering soul, the narrator would have eaten it as a snack.

As for the illusion?

There is no illusion that can be hidden from Ye Wuyou.

"Illusions will always have some residue. At least in the past few days, I have not felt any signs of illusions."

"Besides, there are three sixth realms in the city, and they can't find it. You and I haven't found it either. Could it be that a seventh realm practitioner came to Yangguan to perform an illusion and pretend to be a ghost? What's the purpose?"

Zhou Xuanyuan was stunned, and then muttered.

"What could it be?"

Both the illusion and the residual soul were denied by Ye Wuyou, and Zhou Xuanyuan really couldn't think of anything else.

"Hasn't the commander already said that?" Ye Wuyou said.

"What?"

Ye Wuyou's words came with doubt.

"Why can't it be a ghost?"

Hearing this answer, Zhou Xuanyuan laughed dumbly.

"Brother Ye, there are no ghosts in this world."

[Fool, why are you wasting time talking to this idiot, ants are really short-sighted...]

Ye Wuyou didn't care about the narration and responded lightly.

"Really?"

Zhou Xuanyuan said with an undeniable expression.

"Since you have practiced so far, have you seen any ghosts? I'm not talking about weirdness, nor are I talking about some ghosts made by some demons."

This also makes sense.

Until now, Ye Wuyou has really never seen a 'ghost'.

"But why is there such a saying in the world?" Ye Wuyou asked curiously.

Zhou Xuanyuan spread his hands.

"How do I know? It has been passed down since ancient times, but this doesn't mean anything."

But then, Zhou Xuanyuan seemed to remember something and smiled lightly.

"When I was young, I also had the same doubts as you, Brother Ye. I thought that existence is reasonable, so how could there be such a fabricated empty word?"

"Besides, there are indeed records of the method of 'exorcising ghosts' in Taoism. I think this is why many people believe it."

"It happened that I went to Taoism to practice and exchange ideas at that time. Fang Ning was there at that time. She and I did experiments at the mass grave at the foot of the mountain. We tried the methods of 'soul capture' and 'ghost induction' in Taoist books for a long time, but there was no trace."

"At that time, I knew that 'ghosts' did not exist in this world at all."

Ye Wuyou nodded slightly, thinking that Zhou Xuanyuan and Fang Ning, these two guys, were also so suicidal when they were young.

Isn't this the same as playing with pen fairy in the dark and peeling apples in front of the mirror when he was young?

But he asked out of pure curiosity.

"Taoism...Taoism has been passed down for thousands of years, or even longer, so why does it record these non-existent methods and magical powers?"

The Taoism in this world is a real practice sect.

For example, the "Thunder Summoning Technique" recorded in Taoism can really kill you with one thunderbolt.

This made Zhou Xuanyuan speechless.

"What do you think, Brother Ye?" Zhou Xuanyuan asked.

"This is not difficult."

Ye Wuyou smiled faintly, then stood up, with a strange light in his eyes.

"Tonight, catch ghosts."