Chapter 2

"Boy, you finally woke up." before you opened your eyes, you heard a voice. It was not a bandit Liu or a familiar person. Yang Feng opened his eyes and was stunned. He was the only one in the ward.

"Pain!" Yang Feng bit on his arm and felt pain. The key is that he didn't force himself to die. It's still a little sour. It's the smell of not taking a bath for a long time. He confirmed that he was still alive, not dreaming. He couldn't help being afraid. Who was talking just now? This is a hospital. It's normal in case several people die and don't want to go.

"Is it stupid to be knocked?" the voice just now joked with a few smiles.

"Who are you and where are you? Come out here. I'm not afraid of you." Yang Feng was trembling all over. This time, it was very real. Someone really spoke to him.

"Are you sure you want me to come out?" the voice asked with some ridicule.

"Elder brother! Uncle! Don't torture me like this. I'm a little wounded. I can't stand the shock. I'll burn you for money, house, beauty and sports car." Yang Feng is really afraid. I'm not afraid of watching ghost movies, but it's definitely not human to be afraid of such a supernatural event.

"Your conditions seem good! I accepted them all, so you can rest assured." the voice promised generously.

Yang Feng scolded fiercely, "accept, accept your sister. Don't give me a chance. Giving me a chance will make you live worse than death. No, death is better than life."

"Ha ha! Yes, you have a little courage, but how are you going to let me die rather than live?" it was another joke. Yang Feng was directly stupid. He forgot that ghosts have special abilities and can see the thoughts in his heart.

"Sir, sir, I'm wrong. Who the hell are you?" Yang Feng hated who arranged him in a single room. He hated why there was no bed companion at night. Why didn't the beautiful nurse mm appear in time.

"Immortal, is there really an immortal in this world?" in his voice, there was a sense of loneliness. I don't know why. Hearing this sentence, Yang Feng's fear suddenly lightened a little.

"Yes, there are many legends," Yang Feng said.

"Maybe, but I'm not an immortal. I'm just a little person who pursues immortality. Forget it, it's meaningless to tell you these. Let me tell you my origin." in doubt, the voice appeared out of thin air and slowly told some things.

Yang Feng understood that the guy without shadow was Zhang Daofeng. He was not a ghost, but also a ghost. He was the lowest disciple of the "all souls sect" of an ancient monastic sect. It was hard to say that he was the most unpopular coolie. However, the little guy had the opportunity of the little guy. When Zhang Daofeng diligently planted flowers and grass, herded sheep and fed cattle, hoping to be appreciated by the leaders of the sect one day, He found something in a secret cave, a treasure left by the founder of wanlingzong. With this thing, Zhang Daofeng finally had hope.

The villain was successful and had some ability to use the treasure. Zhang Daofeng didn't know his name. He dared to peep at the leader's daughter to take a bath. He saw it well. A divine thunder fell, and Zhang Daofeng was split and destroyed both form and spirit. If it weren't for the grandmaster's treasure to protect himself, he would never have left any residue.

The soul narrowly escaped the disaster, but also fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up, he found that the soul was attached to a stick, which almost made him collapse. If it was a living creature, he could show his treasure ability, travel among the mountains and forests, and be that unique existence, but the dead thing had nothing to do until Yang Feng fought with a stick and passed the aura of blood, He just entered Yang Feng's body.

"You mean, you're in my body?" I understood the whole story. Although it was a little outrageous, Yang Feng had to accept it. Yang Feng felt uncomfortable at the thought of a guy in his body.

"You can say so," said Zhang Daofeng, without any guilt of forcibly occupying other people's territory.

"Can you leave?" Yang Feng asked carefully.

"No." the heartless answer dispelled Yang Feng's good hope.

"Then, will you kill me and occupy my body?" Yang Feng asked in fear.

"No, my ability is too weak. Even in my time, no one would do such a thing as seizing or giving up unless I had to. If I was not careful, I would die. The success rate is too low, and if I succeed, I will be hit by thunder in the future." Zhang Daofeng can be said to be a part of Yang Feng now. Naturally, he understood Yang Feng's worry and explained.

"That's good, that's good." Yang Feng felt relieved and said excitedly.

"Don't worry, it's only good for you, not bad," said Zhang Daofeng.

"What's the benefit?" Yang Feng asked conditionally.

"Aren't you the village head? With my ability of planting flowers and plants and commanding birds and animals in the past, you can have money and beauty." Zhang Daofeng's seductive words made Yang Feng move. Maybe this is possible.

"Village head, there will be no more." Yang Feng smiled bitterly. Although he was a victim, I'm afraid he was the village head.

"It doesn't matter. Shanghe village has mountains and land, just one piece." Zhang Daofeng has no desire for power, and he sees it more thoroughly.

"Yes, tell me what you have." Yang Feng smiled. All roads lead to Rome. Why do you have to go all the way to the black.

"At present, we can only farm." Zhang Daofeng sighed. After suffering from major trauma, he basically had no ability. In fact, he had no ability in the past.

Needless to ask, Yang Feng naturally understood Zhang Daofeng's memory and couldn't help laughing bitterly. Zhang Daofeng used to plant things, whether in the environment or seeds, which can't be compared now. I don't know whether he can make it in this increasingly bad world.

In the silence, Yang Feng fell asleep. In the dream, he stood in the sea of flowers, butterflies flying around him, tigers roaring and apes crying in the distance. A group of beautiful women looked at him with a "fierce light", and the posture was almost like holding a sign of "ask for maintenance, pour money". Seeing this, Zhang Daofeng's soul scolded "no promise", so he was silent. I don't know what he was thinking.

Perhaps it was the benefits brought by the attachment of immortals. In three days, Yang Feng was discharged from the hospital and returned to Shanghe village. Yang Feng received the warmest welcome. People, old and young, stood at the entrance of the village and gave him warm applause.

After the death of the village head of Shanghe village, the most prestigious old man Li Changqing clapped Yang Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile, "good job. I didn't humiliate Shanghe village. The above means to exempt your village head. Tell me what your baby means."

"If I don't have to, I won't leave if I come to Shanghe village and don't do anything. It doesn't matter if the village is not the head of the village. Grandpa Li and his parents and villagers won't drive me away?" Yang Feng has talked with Zhang Daofeng for three days. He also has a simple plan for his future. If he falls there, he will get up there.

"Good! Brother Qin didn't read you wrong. We had a say in Shanghe village. We has the final say in the village. With this old face, I kept the village head for you." got Yang Feng's answer, Li Changqing smiled and patted Yang Feng's shoulder, and worked hard for many years, and he had a lot of strength in his old age. Yang Feng's grin smiled.

Things can be described as twists and turns. Yang Feng didn't expect that Grandpa Li had such great ability. In the afternoon of the second day he returned to the village, the punishment came down. He and Liu bandits were all responsible for giving verbal warning and punishment, and there was no other thing. This surprised Yang Feng. Things would be so simple. Grandpa Li opened the mystery in a word.

"He Liu bandit has a brother-in-law who is an official. If he dares to be shameless, I'll give up this old face and have to pull them off together." Yang Feng admires the domineering words of the old man. He never knows that this usually smiling old man has this side.

Late at night, Yang Feng stood in the yard and asked in a low voice, "are you sure you can?"

"Yes, just talk to me and think about it in your mind. Don't use what you say, you know?" Zhang Daofeng reminded angrily. He said it n times, but he didn't listen. If he could jump out, he would knock a few sticks on Yang Feng's head.

"Get used to it, pay attention later." Yang Feng smiled and silently recited the mantra taught by Zhang Daofeng in his mind. During the communication these days, he knew that Zhang Daofeng, an unimportant disciple, really didn't have much ability, but he was better than him. At least people would use manna to water the ground.

"Boom!" Yang Feng fell to the ground as if he had been struck by lightning. After he fell, the clear night sky suddenly gathered dark clouds, and the continuous drizzle fell, moistening all things on the earth. This is Zhang Daofeng's fresh move - manna technique.

"Zhang Daofeng, I'll kill you." a roar broke the tranquility of the morning, and Yang Feng got up from the mud on the ground.

"Shit! Don't pretend to be dead and come out." Yang Feng snorted coldly in his head. He still didn't respond. He couldn't help worrying that this soul possessed guy won't have any situation.

"You have a little conscience, boy." Zhang Daofeng's voice appeared, which made Yang Feng's flames roar upward, but there was no way to beat him. Scolding him was tantamount to scolding himself. Moreover, people's skin was definitely thicker than the wall. It was impossible for a knife to cut into and a gun to shoot through.

"Tell me, what's the situation?" Yang Feng asked angrily.

"If the release range is too large and the energy consumption is too much, you will faint." Zhang Daofeng said lightly.

"Shit! Not early." Yang Feng scolded angrily and asked, "how big is the scope of my release now?"

Zhang Daofeng said irresponsibly, "I don't know. It needs a little test. I said your body is too bad. I used to wave my hand for tens of miles!"

"Modern people are like this. Under your conservative estimation, how much can I bear now?" Yang Feng was so angry! This product is too unreliable. I don't know if he will kill me one day. I have to be careful in the future.

"I can't estimate. Let's test it from the size of one meter first." after receiving Yang Feng's memory, Zhang Daofeng's language is unified with Yang Feng, but he occasionally jumps a few dialects, which makes Yang Feng confused. Which territory did this guy belong to before.

Yang Feng turned his eyes and had to wait for the test at night. The most important thing for him now is to take a bath and wash clothes. He soaked in the rain for more than six hours and didn't know if there would be any problems. The conditions of Shanghe village have no water heater, so he can only cook a big pot of water to wash himself.

(on the first day of the new book, let's have a ten thousand watch. Brothers collect tickets and top them up!)