Li Muge's soul floated in the underworld, and she kept walking along the quiet road of the underworld.
Next to her were the same undead spirits like her, with their heads lowered and showing various signs of death.
Just as Li Muge was about to enter the gate of hell, she suddenly heard someone calling her name from behind.
The voice was mixed with longing and an indescribable emotion.
"Li Muge was born in the year of Dragon."
"You were noisy when you were alive, and you will go to the tongue-pulling hell after death."
"If you do evil in life, there will be no reincarnation after death."
"Who, who dares to say that to me? Who is talking too much?" Li Muge turned around suddenly. She wanted to see which grandson dared to curse her like that.
As she turned around, a rope with pale golden light immediately appeared around Li Muge's waist.
Before she could react, her whole body was violently pulled out of the underworld.
Wind-like speed.
Li Muge almost thought that his waist must be broken.
Mo Yan was meditating, holding a Buddhist bead in his hand and a contract in front of him.
Li Muge was pulled by the rope until his head hit the ground, and he fell hard.
Fortunately, she was a ghost now and could not die even if she fell. Li Muge pressed his head and re-pressed the broken cervical vertebrae.
"Li Muge, how could it be you?"
A questioning voice came to my ears.
Li Muge perked up and floated to Mo Yan: "Mo Yan, why are you, you, me, why am I here?"
Strange, she clearly remembered that she was stabbed to death by Xiao Shaoyao, so even if she was conscious, she should be a ghost. Why was she next to Mo Yan? Could it be that Mo Yan had changed his career.
Changed his career to catching ghosts.
"I should be asking you this question, Li Muge, why are you here?"
Mo Yan sat cross-legged in the formation.
This confused Li Muge: "I don't know, by the way, you were the one who was nagging and scolding me before."
"I scold you, Li Muge. You are just an undead spirit now. Do you deserve to scold you?"
Li Muge: "..."
She rolled up her sleeves: "Mo Yan, you are very crazy. Believe it or not, I am doing this..."
Li Muge tried to strangle Mo Yan, but he passed right through Mo Yan's body and couldn't even touch his hair.
"Strange." Mo Yan's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly: "Li Muge, what's going on? You're already dead, why can't you still see me?"
"It's up to you to take care of it, you are a dog whose mouth can't spit out ivory things..." Before Li Muge could finish his sarcastic words, Mo Yan grabbed his wrist.
Li Muge didn't even have time to think about why she wanted to hit Mo Yan but couldn't hit him, while Mo Yan could easily hit her body.
Is it so unfair?
Mo Yan pulled Li Muge into his arms, bit his own finger, and scratched Li Muge's eyes.
Instantly, Li Muge felt severe pain in her eyes. She broke away from Mo Yan's hand and covered her eyes.
"Okay, you can open it now." Mo Yan's cold tone sounded in Li Muge's ears.
As if there was some kind of magic, Li Muge obeyed and opened his eyes.
But she found that her eyes were clear and she could see.
"What's going on? I can actually see it."
It has been many years since Li Muge saw the light of day again, but he never expected that he would be able to see it today.
"What did you do? Why can I see Mo Yan?"
Perhaps the joy of seeing the light again was so great that Li Muge forgot about the holiday he had just spent with Mo Yan.
Mo Yan pursed his thin lips tightly, with a gentle and bright figure, holding a Buddhist bead in his hand,
I don’t know why, but four words suddenly appeared in Li Muge’s mind.
Sanctimonious.
"Li Muge, I opened your spiritual eyes for you, but don't be too happy. This is not for nothing. In return, you must become my ghost."
"Ghost spirit." Li Muge blinked. It turned out that the reason why she appeared here was because Mo Yan was summoning the ghost spirit!
The ghost contract is another kind of spiritual contract. The contractor will create a dead spirit in the underworld and refine it into his own ghost spirit.
The ghosts are fed with their own blood every day, and in return, the ghosts can only obey the orders of the breeder.
Ghosts are often good helpers to monks, but this is strictly prohibited in the Immortal Alliance.
Did she hear it right? The leader of the Immortal Alliance wanted to break the law and raise ghosts.
And he also has to raise a big demon like her.
If this is discovered, Mo Yan will definitely not be able to stay in the Immortal League any longer.
Mo Yan pressed his fingerprints on the contract paper, then cast a spell lightly and placed the contract paper in front of Li Muge.
"Li Muge, press your fingerprints. From now on, you can only be my ghost."
"Why?" Li Muge's face darkened: "Mo Yan, even if I, Li Muge, die, I will never be restrained by others."
"I only have one chance to summon ghosts. Li Muge, since you ruined my chance to summon ghosts, I can only accept my fate and make mistakes."
"Li Muge, no matter what your status was in the past, you must stay with me and be my contract ghost."
"I, how can you blame me for this? It was the broken rope that tied me. Otherwise, I would have entered reincarnation long ago, how could I have become your contracted ghost."
Li Muge just refused to sign. She was not a fool. Once she signed the contract, it meant that she and Mo Yan had an ambiguous relationship.
"I do not agree."
Li Muge turned to leave.
"Li Muge, do you think you still have a chance to choose now?"
Mo Yan gathered spiritual power in his palm, pulled Li Muyang into her arms, and controlled Li Muge so that he could not move.
He grabbed Li Muge's hand and bit the tip of Li Muge's ring finger.
"Mo Yan."
For a moment, Li Muge felt a little scared, and she had a premonition.
She seemed to think she had provoked a madman.
Mo Yan grabbed the fingers that dared to hold her down and pressed his fingerprints on the ghost contract.
While Li Muge pressed the contract.
The contract paper burned out, emitting a faint light that entered the foreheads of Mo Yan and Li Muge.
Li Muge also gradually possessed a physical body.
Mo Yan's magical confinement on her body gradually faded away.
Once free.
Li Muge directly grabbed Mo Yan's shoulder and wanted to throw him over his shoulder.
In the end, Mo Yan didn't resist, and Li Muge threw her to the ground.
Then Li Muge covered his shoulders.
I also felt the pain of being dropped.
Mo Yan was much calmer: "The first rule of the ghost code."
"You cannot attack your own master, otherwise you will regret it to the ghost with three times the pain."
"So, sect master, you don't have to pity me. Just fight me. I'll let you vent your anger as you wish."
"Mo Yan, you scoundrel." Li Muge guessed that the Forgetting Water had side effects. They clearly remembered the many upright young men in Mo Yan's past.
Now it has become so painful.
Li Muge couldn't hold it back anymore and kicked Mo Yan's leg.
As a result, I hugged my leg and it hurt so much.
"Damn it, Mo Yan, you despicable villain, are you still being unreasonable? It's obvious that you got the wrong ghost, and I don't want to be your ghost."