Chapter 2, The Unlucky OneLi Ze's right hand became visibly twisted. The two looked at each other in the eye. "Ah! Damn, so fast?" Li Ze said with red eyes and clenched teeth. The reason why Yun Ming didn't run away now was because he knew that running around without understanding a ghost's killing pattern would be no different from seeking death. "Tell me about it! What is the pattern of your ghost? Also, do you have a gold box or a gold bag? I'll see if I can help you imprison it." Yun Ming said calmly. But this was only on the surface. In Yun Ming's heart, he had already cursed the man in front of him countless times. As luck would have it, the evil spirit came back to life here. He didn't even dare to run.
Li Ze lowered his head embarrassedly when he heard Yun Ming's words. "Well, I don't have a golden container..." Yun Ming covered his head with one hand. "Okay! It seems that I am really unlucky. Tell me the killing pattern of this ghost of yours and see if I can run away." Li Ze hesitated for a moment. It was not difficult to see that he was a good person before he became a ghost rider. "Well, my ghost is called Ghost Finger. As long as ordinary people are touched by my fingers, their life force will be sucked away, while ghosts will be suppressed for a short time." "Very good ability, is there any ghost domain?" Li Ze shook his head with a wry smile on his face. "How can there be such a thing as a ghost realm? That is a powerful force that only extremely high-level ghosts can possess." "Okay then. I'll run away first." Yunming stood up, turned around and prepared to run. "Wait a minute, wait a minute, you may not be able to run away." "???" Yun Ming, who was about to run away, suddenly froze in place. He still heard the result he least wanted to hear. "Okay! Tell me if there is any other pattern in killing people." Yun Ming turned around helplessly. Li Ze spoke up. "If I'm not mistaken, once the evil spirit revives, my ghost finger will randomly absorb the vitality of the people around it. It will remember the breath of the last person I saw, and the range is five kilometers. That's why I ran here, just to bury it completely."
Yun Ming fell silent. "How long can you last?" Li Ze hesitated for a moment, and suddenly he felt a pain in his right hand again. A stronger stench of corpse emerged. "It hurts so much, I think it'll only be ten minutes at most." Five kilometers in ten minutes. Yun Ming gave up after just one second of thinking. With his physical fitness, he would be good enough if he could run three kilometers in ten minutes. "It seems I have no choice. Tell me how you managed it in the first place." There is no doubt that Yun Ming now has only one way left. That is to become a ghost controller and become a container for imprisoning ghosts. Otherwise, you're dead. "Do you want to control this ghost?" "Do I have another choice? I don't want to die young. Although I won't live long as a ghost rider, I can at least live for a while, right? And if I become a ghost rider, I will have power and can do many things that I wanted to do but couldn't do before." Yun Ming spread his hands and spoke. People have too many pursuits and expectations in their lives. Money, power, freedom, happiness, women. But to get these things you need strength. In the past, Yun Ming had to choose between power and life, and he chose the latter. But now he can only choose the former. "You are really interesting. You seem to have a very clear understanding of many things." "I can't help it. When I took the Taoist exam, I read all kinds of Taoist texts and achieved what Taoism calls a state of mind of non-action." Yunming recalled what happened before he entered these desolate mountains and wilderness. It is not easy to enter these wild mountains and wilderness. First of all, you need a reason. So he took the Taoist exam, and the reason for entering the wild mountains and wilderness was to practice Taoism. As time passed, the stench of corpse on Li Ze became stronger and stronger. "Time is running out. Let me tell you the most important thing first. Once the ghost finger is revived, it will drill into the body of the person nearby. If you want to control it, then let it drill into your palm and make it your own finger. You must never let it drill into other places. I was lucky at the beginning...Aaaaaah!!!" Before Li Ze could finish his words, his body began to dry up at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if someone had drained all the water out of it. "Is there no time? Finally, if you can survive, do me a small favor and go to Zhongshan City to find a woman named Wang Hong and tell her that I love her."
"Is this a last word?" The corners of Yun Ming's mouth twitched slightly. Why did he feel that these last words were like a message from a bootlicker? But no matter what, it is a last word, and the other party is a pretty good person. If he has time, Yunming will go and take a look. The first problem to be solved now is to control this ghost. As Li Ze's body gradually dried up, his right index finger began to become full, and Li Ze's life was devoured by the ghost finger. The ghost finger is like a parasite that lives inside its host. As it drains its host dry, it begins to switch to another host. Kaka! ! A sound of bone breaking was heard, and Li Ze's index finger began to twist unnaturally, and then began to fall off Li Ze's right hand. But it hasn't completely fallen off yet, there are still some flesh threads connected to the finger. I guess in a few seconds, when Li Ze is completely drained, this ghost finger will choose a new target. "I'm not going to sit still and wait for death." Yun Ming reached out and grabbed the ghost finger without hesitation. He did not have the same powerful psychic talent as the protagonist Yang Jian, but he would never miss any opportunity to survive. The moment the ghost finger touched his hand, Yun Ming felt a chill. Then, his palm felt painful. It felt like a drill was drilling into the palm of my hand. "Oh shit, that hurts more than I thought." When he raised his hand again, Li Ze's index finger had disappeared. There was a big hole on Yun Ming's hand, and one could vaguely see something drilling into his palm. Then, his right hand began to twist unnaturally. Something wanted to go down his palm and into other parts of his body. "Hey, hey, hey, I don't want to die here!" Yunming bent his arms and tensed his muscles. The pain came and went quickly, and in just a moment, Yun Ming's arm returned to normal. "I, I succeeded in controlling it?" Yun Ming looked at his two completely black fingers and spoke. He didn't notice that his originally black hair had turned white. As pale as a withered tree.
The so-called ghost rider is nothing more than a host where the ghost resides. When the ghost has absorbed the nutrients of the host, it will break out of the shell. Yunming is now this shell. "You're really causing me trouble!" After saying that, Yun Ming collapsed on the ground, sweating profusely. (End of this chapter)