Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 172 True Friends

In the wilderness at night, the moonlight was pale, like a thin layer of frost on the ground. The wind blew through the dead trees, making a "woooo" sound, as if telling some unknown secret.

Two urns were quietly placed under an old locust tree, with cracks all over them, like traces of being eaten away by time. The mouths of the urns were covered with two worn wooden boards.

"Little ghost. Is he dead?" The crack of an urn opened slightly, revealing a green eye, staring at the person lying on the ground not far away.

"Old ghost. He seems to be dead!" The lid of another urn was slowly lifted up, revealing a dry ghost claw with half a head in the claw.

The green eyes on the head stared at the person, looking left and right, but still could not make out who he was.

Two ghosts, one old and one young, looked at the person falling from the sky and began to wonder.

It is said that a living person fell from such a sky, how could he be alive?
Although he was dead, he seemed to still have a little heartbeat, but it was very weak and slow.

As for the Yang Qi on a living person, that person was even more strange, it seemed to be there and yet not there! This made it difficult for them to distinguish.

"Little ghost!" The old ghost's urn slowly approached the man, and his voice was as hoarse as sandpaper rubbing against him: "How many years have we been under this locust tree?"

"It's been many years!" The little ghost's urn was also moved over, knowing the old ghost's plan.

For innocent people like them, as long as they find a scapegoat, they can be freed and reincarnated.

Now that such a person has fallen from the sky, isn’t this a godsend opportunity!

The old ghost continued, "Life is meaningless, it's all about deception and scheming. When I was alive, I was cheated out of all my property, and then I drank a cup of poisoned wine and burned to ashes. I hate it so much! But I can't find the enemy!"

The little ghost sighed, "Life is indeed hard. I starved to death. I remember that I didn't seem to have enough food when I was alive."

“So, being a human is very hard. Only by being a ghost can we live in harmony, be sincere to each other, and make true friends!” said the old ghost.

"That's right! That's right! Old ghost, you are right!" The little ghost said: "We are true friends!"

When they arrived in front of the person, they saw that it was a man with his eyes closed, unconscious, and in his thirties.

The old ghost stared at the man and said, "So if there's a chance to suffer, let me, the old ghost, go first!"

The little ghost said, "No, no, let me take this opportunity to suffer! You, old ghost, just enjoy yourself here!"

With a strange laugh, the old ghost said, "You little ghost... I have been dead longer than you, and I know more about the joy of being a ghost than you do. For such a rare opportunity to suffer, of course I should go first!"

"It's because I'm too young that I haven't suffered much! Now I have to suffer even more!" The little ghost was not to be outdone!

"I'm here to suffer!"

"No! I'm here to suffer!"

The two ghosts were arguing with each other. The air around them was getting colder and colder, and even the grass on the ground was covered with a thin layer of frost.

At this moment, the person on the ground suddenly moved and let out a faint groan.

The two ghosts immediately stopped arguing and looked at the man in unison.

"He's alive!" The kid lowered his voice with excitement in his tone.

"Yes! It's a living person!" The old ghost's voice was also filled with excitement.

The days of being a wandering ghost may end today!

The little ghost said excitedly: "Old ghost, it's no use for us to keep quarreling like this. How about... we compete to see who is scarier? Whoever scares him to death can use him as a scapegoat, how do you think?"

The old ghost thought about it and nodded: "Okay, let's do it!"

The two ghosts smiled at each other, their smiles were uglier than crying, and then floated towards the unconscious person on the ground.

The little ghost took action first. He stretched out his ghost hand from the jar, holding his head, and came to the man. The man lying on the ground was naturally Shi Fei.

Shi Fei has been in a coma since he heard the words "In a drunken dream, there will be no disasters forever". He opened his eyes in a daze, and the scene in front of him made him freeze instantly.

All around was a desolate wilderness, with dead trees standing in the darkness like twisted ghosts, their branches reaching toward the sky like dry arms.

The moonlight was pale, shining on the ground like a layer of cold frost, and the air was filled with a rotten smell, which made people sick. In the distance, a low whimpering sound came, like the wind crying, or like countless wronged souls wailing.

His sight moved slowly, finally settling in front of him.

A swaying ghost head was grinning at him. The head had a bloody mouth, the tongue hung to the ground, and the eyeballs were glowing green, which was very scary.

"What...what...thing?" Shi Fei was so frightened that his voice was trembling and almost inaudible.

He glanced around. In the dark wilderness, everything around him was pitch black and he couldn't see anything clearly. There was only the ghost head in front of him, and...

A ghost figure also appeared next to him. Its neck twisted 360 degrees with a "click", and its head hung upside down on its back, grinning at him.

"Ghost!!!" Shi Fei finally understood what was in front of him!

He crawled back on his hands and knees, his heart pounding wildly.

In the wilderness, I encountered two ghosts. What should I do...

Shi Fei was sweating coldly as he watched the two evil ghosts grinning and floating towards him. He was just an ordinary man, how could he face two evil ghosts?

Bad thing.

and many more……

Shi Fei seemed to remember that before he fell into a coma, he seemed to hear someone say "It's all a dream"!
Is this also a dream?

If this is a dream...

That... what I got in my own dream...

Shi Fei reached into his arms and felt a cold pistol on his fingertips. But the pistol was obviously not enough to deal with the two evil spirits in front of him.

Fortunately, he still has his extraordinary cultivation!
"boom--"

With a loud bang, a huge wave of fire suddenly erupted in the dark wilderness. The blazing flames shot up into the sky like an angry dragon, instantly tearing apart the surrounding darkness.

In the light of the fire, Shi Fei's figure was like the descending god of fire, his whole body was wrapped in blazing flames, and every inch of his skin seemed to be flowing with lava-like light.

The old ghost and the little ghost were stunned, and their two faces looked particularly distorted in the firelight.

"Old ghost! What is this!" The little ghost's voice trembled, and his green eyes widened, "I have little experience!"

"I... I don't know either!" The old ghost's voice was filled with fear. "I'm afraid we've run into a tough opponent. Let's run!"

The two urns flew backwards as fast as two gusts of wind.

But how could Shi Fei let them escape?

He suddenly raised his right hand, a ball of blazing flame condensed in his palm, and then he slapped out!
"boom--"

A huge flaming palm print broke through the air, like a falling fire from the sky, with the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, and went straight to the two evil spirits. Wherever the flames passed, the air was burned and distorted, the ground instantly turned into scorched earth, and even the dead trees were ignited and turned into pillars of fire.

"what--!"

Before the old ghost and the little ghost could even scream, they were engulfed by the flames. The blazing pure yang energy burned their souls away, turning them into two wisps of green smoke that dissipated into the night sky.

(End of this chapter)