If there was such a thing as the "Ranking of Wrongful Ghosts" in the world, Wang Yan believed that his name would undoubtedly be among the top three.
The only people who could compete with him were two miserable people, Meng Jiangnu and Dou E.
In the underworld, his title as "the Eighth Generation Declined God" means that all ghosts know him and all ghosts know him.
"You were a soldier in your first life, and your head was chopped off the first time you went on the battlefield?"
On the peach blossom tree, a beautiful girl leaned lazily on the treetop.
Her skin is snow-white, and her seaweed-like black hair hangs freely on her shoulders. Dressed in white, she looks like a fairy.
The girl held a red wine gourd and poured a large mouthful of wine into her mouth.
Under the peach blossom tree, stood a young man with a red face and a charred body.
"You don't know who the enemy is! He is Li Yuanba, the number one general in the Tang Empire! He once killed an army of 180,000 men by himself! No one can stand up to him!"
Wang Yan blushed and tried his best to argue.
Wang Yan didn't feel embarrassed that he was able to fight Li Yuanba for seven moves before being defeated.
"Brother, men can't say no!" the girl said with a slight smile. These words made Wang Yan's already red cheeks even redder.
The girl raised the yellowed paper in her hand and said, "I secretly brought you the page of the life and death book from the Palace of Hell! Let me take a closer look..."
"Wang Yan, in the second life, was reborn as a doctor. He studied medicine for twenty years. One day he accidentally caught wind and cold. He wrote a good prescription, took it, and died."
"Puch!" The girl's crisp voice echoed in the peach forest like a silver bell.
The face of young Wang Yan can finally compare with that of Guan Yu, the famous red-faced man in history.
Do you understand that hitting someone is not a slap in the face? He thought angrily.
"Wang Yan, the third generation, was a scholar who failed in many examinations. When he was thirty years old, he finally passed the Gongsheng examination. He went crazy from excitement and died."
Wang Yan lowered his head to his chest.
"Wang Yan, in the fourth life, was a ferryman. One day when he was crossing the river, water entered the cabin and he drowned."
He only hated that he couldn't lower his head to his heels.
"Wang Yan, the fifth generation, was a martial arts student. He tried to shoot an arrow in the martial arts field, hit the drummer, and was beaten to death with random sticks."
The smelly birds on the tree were chirping and laughing at Wang Yan. He seemed to see the birds holding their bellies and laughing wildly.
Due to this distraction, the girl's words could not be heard clearly.
"Wang Yan, the eighth incarnation, was presumed to be destined for great evil when he was born. He hid it at home for eighteen years. At the age of eighteen, he secretly went out to relax and was struck by lightning and died."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The girl laughed so hard that she almost burst into tears and pointed at Wang Yan, "So you are covered in black now?"
Wang Yan's image is really not that good.
His facial features were normal, but there were traces of smoke and fire all over his body, and there was almost no intact skin.
Therefore, in the underworld, in addition to the title of "Eighth Death of the God", Wang Yan also has the reputation of "Black Charcoal Head".
"Sister, why am I so unlucky?"
"Everyone has his own destiny, also called [fate]. Some people are born with a good destiny, while some people have a very unlucky fate. Your destiny is a kind of destiny called [fate].
The fate of the God of Decline in Nine Lives. Fortunately, you only died for eight lives before reincarnating, otherwise it would be a bit troublesome in the ninth life." The girl drank all the pear wine in the wine gourd, threw the gourd, and looked
Looking at Wang Yan, his expression suddenly became serious.
Wang Yan's heart thumped and he thought to himself, "Sister, you don't know that I have indeed died for nine lives. Who could know that I came from another time and space? In that time and space,
I've already died once."
The memories of his previous life drowned his thoughts like water.
The place where he lived nine lives ago was called Earth.
On earth, he is an ordinary college student from a poor family. His parents save money to support him in college. Although the family lives in poverty, they are happy.
Unexpectedly, when Wang Yan returned home during the summer vacation of his freshman year, he was greeted by ruins all over the ground and his mother sitting on the ruins holding his father's photo. Wang Yan frantically asked his neighbors.
It turned out that the developer took a fancy to their ancestral home and demolished it in the middle of the night after negotiations failed. Wang Yan's father went to ask for an explanation but was injured and was so angry that he vomited blood and died.
That night, Wang Yan, who drank a pound of Erguotou to gain courage, bought a butcher's knife and rushed to the developer's house.
It was a bloody night.
kill!
kill!
kill!
When the sword rises, the enemy's head falls.
After the drunken Wang Yan took his revenge, his soul drifted to the underworld in a daze.
I don't know which link went wrong. After he woke up, he found that he had arrived in a world outside the earth.
This world, called the Jambu world, consists of four continents. Wang Yan's soul came to the underworld governed by Nanfang continent among the four continents.
At that time, Nanfangbu Continent was ruled by a force called the Great Sui Empire. The empire was in turmoil and had reached its decline, and the world was full of heroes.
The King of Hell in Nanfanbuzhou drank too much rice wine and waved his hand, allowing Wang Yan to be reincarnated into an Orion family. Wang Yan then officially began his tragic legend of "eight generations of decline as a god".
It took Wang Yan several lifetimes to finally figure out that the history of this world is surprisingly similar to that of the earth.
The world of Yanfu also had the Qin Empire, the Han Empire, Hua Tuo, Bian Que, Guan Yu, Cao Cao, and the Kaihuang and Kaiyuan rule.
Wang Yan had read many physics works in college and had an in-depth understanding of the theory of parallel universes.
From the earth, we came to a world that is almost exactly the same as the earth. Is this the will of God?
To say they are exactly the same is not entirely true.
The area of the Jambu world is more than ten times larger than that of the earth, and its population is several times larger than that of the earth. At the same time, the Jambu world is not a sphere like the earth, but a real round sky and a place, which is similar to the ancient people on the earth's view of the world.
The description is exactly the same.
Another point is that there are real immortals, Buddhas, demons, gods and ghosts in this Jambu world.
Wang Yan sometimes wonders, could it be that the ancestors of the people on earth immigrated from the world of Jambudur in the ancient times? Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain the horrifyingly accurate descriptions of the world of Jambu by the ancients on earth.
He made a bold assumption. This Jambu world is the true home of human beings. A long time ago, for unknown reasons, a small number of humans immigrated to the earth. Compared to the huge Jambu world, the earth is just a place occupied by humans.
Just a forgotten corner.
"In addition to the life on earth, I happened to have died nine times. Is there anything wrong with my destiny?" Wang Yan thought about it and smiled at himself, "Young master, I will be a dead ghost. If I don't
How can it be inappropriate?"
The girl took Wang Yan's hand and said, "Let's go for a walk in the city."
Two faint streaks of green smoke slowly rose from the peach blossom forest and flew towards Fuliang City several miles away.
Fuliang City is close to the East China Sea. It is said that the ancient immortals suppressed the evil dragon here. Over time, the spirit of the evil dragon escaped. Because of this place's outstanding people, coupled with the sea port, trade flourished and it was extremely prosperous.
At this time, the Sui Empire had already perished, and the Tang Empire that replaced it had been established for more than 600 years. The Tang Empire was strong and powerful, and all nations came to congratulate them, and even envoys and residents from countries thousands of miles away came to make pilgrimages. The ports along the coast of the empire
It was also unprecedentedly prosperous, and Fuliang City was one of the famous ports of the Tang Empire.
The city walls of Fuliang City are all made of bluestone from the bottom of the East China Sea, which is extremely strong. The streets in the city are as neat as a chessboard, and the houses are like a chessboard. People are coming and going on the streets, which is very lively.
"The best sword! Killing without blood! Beheading is like cutting a melon!"
"The newly arrived sky silk cloak from Fusang Kingdom is as light as a feather when worn on the body! It costs three taels of silver a piece, and it makes you look good!"
"The sacred oil from the Western Regions! After using it, you will immediately become powerful and powerful!"
There was an endless stream of shouts and shouts.
To the southwest of Fuliang City, there is a fixed market, where people of all kinds are waiting in an endless stream. There are Tang natives with yellow skin and black eyes, people with yellow hair and blue eyes, and Fusang people.
"Crisp pear, sweet crisp pear!"
In a remote corner of the market, there were two stalls selling pears. One stall owner was a frail young man, and the other stall owner was a burly man.
Strangely enough, the crispy pears sold by the two men were of similar quality. The big man was shouting very hard, but the young man was obedient and would not shout. Logically, the big man's pears must have sold well. However, the fact was that the young man's pears were sold out in an instant, and the big man's pears were sold out in an instant.
Pears are ignored.
"The fate of this young man is called [recruiting wealth and treasure]. People with this fate are all business wizards, and they can make money from anything they sell. The famous giants in history, Yidun, Tao Zhugong
Wait, you all have the destiny of [recruiting wealth and treasure]."
In mid-air in Fuliang City, the girl took Wang Yan and hid in a cloud, commenting on the various people in the city.
"I am a human being and work diligently, so why should I be in poverty! I plant crops and the crops die, sell wine and the wine goes rancid, and sell vegetables and vegetables rotten. God, you are being unfair to me!"
In the city, a big man with a dusty face fell down in the dust, crying very sadly.
"His destiny is called [Ninth Generation Beggar]. No matter how hard he works, he is still destined to be poor." The girl chuckled, "Everyone has a destiny. Some ordinary destiny disappears when a person dies.
With some powerful destiny, as long as the host's soul is immortal, it will always follow the host."
"For these special fates to leave, certain conditions need to be met. For example, [nine generations of beggar], this fate will only leave him if he is poor enough for nine lifetimes and has been a beggar for nine lifetimes."
"Here, I'll give you a copper plate."
A group of people had gathered around the impoverished man at some point, and they all threw copper coins at the broken bowl in front of him, unable to stop them.
"I'm not a beggar! I have to support myself!" the big man roared.
However, his struggle did not bring any results. There seemed to be many kind-hearted people, and it didn't take long for him to receive a lot of alms.
"A person with the fate of [Ninth Generation Beggar] will be very lucky to be a beggar. If nothing happens, he will be the leader of a beggar gang in the future." The girl giggled, "Human destiny is really wonderful."
"There are six types of fates, namely the demon pattern, the immortal pattern, the combat pattern, the probability pattern, the skill pattern and a few other rare fate patterns. As the name suggests, the demon pattern is those bad fates that absorb the host's negative emotions and eventually become monsters.
; The immortal god grid is a good destiny. To be successful in cultivating immortals, you must have the immortal god grid; the combat grid is a destiny grid that assists in various battles; a host with a probability grid can trigger events with a specific probability; a host with a skill grid,
They are often masters in a certain field. For example, tea sage Lu Yu, poetry sage Du Fu, calligraphy sage Wang Xizhi, etc. all have powerful skills."
"Then what kind of destiny is my [Ninth World Declining God]?"
"People with the fate of [Nine Worlds of Declining Gods] can be said to be the unluckiest people in the world." The girl shook her head, "You will fall when you walk, your teeth will get jammed if you drink cold water, and you will get injured if you cut people. If you want to become an immortal, practice the best.
Basic foundation-building skills can also go crazy."
Looking at Wang Yan's face as black as the bottom of a pot, the girl still felt it was not enough and added, "Moreover, not only will this fate not disappear, it will also evolve!"
"Evolution?" Wang Yan was startled.
"[The Ninth God of Decline] absorbs the resentment of the host and continues to grow and develop. When it absorbs enough of your resentment, it will evolve into the [Great God of Death] and become a demon with high magic power." The girl's expression became serious.
"In the past three years that we have known each other, I have played the [Qingxin Universal Good Mantra] for you every night, and I have also served as the [Yue Lao] priest with you, just to resolve the resentment and anger in your heart and accumulate merit.
"
A warm current surged in Wang Yan's heart.
He remembered the first time they met three years ago.
Wang Yan was a human being for nine consecutive lives and died nine times, but his memory did not disappear because of Meng Po Tang. This is also the effect of [Nine Life Decline of God].
The painful memories of the ninth life tortured him into confusion, and his heart was filled with anger and hatred. The King of Hell did not allow him to reincarnate again, and Wang Yan's soul wandered in the underworld all day long.
One day, Wang Yan, who was running madly by the Huangquan River, met a girl who fainted and died on the river bank.
"I'm going to die! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"
This was the only voice that echoed over and over again in Wang Yan's mind.
"How can there be such a beautiful person in the world!"
From that moment on, there was another person deepest in his heart.
Wang Yan took good care of the girl for seven days and nights, and finally revived her. The two became neighbors in Fengdu City.
The girl would play an ancient song called "Pure Heart Universal Good Mantra" for him every day.
After three years, the anger in Wang Yan's heart has been greatly dissipated. Carrying the memories of nine lives was very tiring at first, but after being tempered by the Pure Heart Universal Mantra, Wang Yan looked at his previous life as if it were a big dream, and his state of mind still remained.
The state of being sixteen or seventeen years old, rather than like a centuries-old monster who has gone through many vicissitudes of life.
In order to help Wang Yan dispel his anger and accumulate merit, the two of them joined the underworld's subordinates, Big Yue Lao, and became [Yue Lao].
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Fate: [Nine generations of declining gods]
Attribute: Demonic character
Characteristics: Hosts parasitized by this fate will have bad luck in everything. Irons will break when they are struck, water will flow backwards when riding in a boat, they will fail in exams, and they may die from falling while walking. This is a very bad fate. The fate absorbs the host's negative energy.
Emotions eventually evolve into monsters.
Cultivation: If the host practices extremely ferocious techniques that destroy humanity, its power will far exceed that of ordinary people.
Evolution: [Great Lost God]
(ps: The original name of this book is "The Supreme King of Hell", but now it is changed to "The Nine-Life Ghost Emperor". I hope everyone will like it.) dd