But fortunately, there is no endless road, just when Zhang Cheng was melancholy, the dense and vague information in his mind seemed to feel what he was thinking, and suddenly another one was peeled out, gradually becoming clear, and the amount of information was quite large.
The corpse is yang, the soul is yin, yin and yang are intertwined, the body dies and the soul is inseparable, the yang is collected to supplement the yang, and the yin is to supplement the yin, which can ensure the immortality of the corpse and the soul of the soul Zhang Cheng blinked, he had only heard of picking yin and supplementing yang before, and it seemed to be some shameful thing, but what the hell is this picking yang and supplementing yang, should it be for me to do it I don't know what the hell these messages appear out of thin air, whether they are reliable or not, whether everyone dies and has these in their heads But now there is no time to think about it, Zhang Cheng continued to look down, only to find that the yang mentioned here actually refers to the yang energy in the human body, as soon as the vitality is extinguished, the yang energy of oneself will be dissipated, and only by continuing to absorb the yang energy on the living person can the body be immortalized.
This Zhang Cheng thought of the fanged guys in the zombie movie, and his heart sank, he wouldn't have to embark on this road.
Although Zhang Cheng thinks that he is not a good person in the traditional sense, and he has not done anything that harms others and benefits himself, he is afraid that he will not be able to do it.
It's not about good or evil, the point is to feel disgusting.
The information behind is in ancient Chinese format, and it is written in a crepe manner, Zhang Cheng saw that his brain hurt, and he understood the meaning, and at the same time he was relieved.
It is mentioned in the later information that because the ghost corpse is not separated, it does not need to drink blood and eat flesh to absorb yang energy, as long as the person concerned is in an unconscious state, it can be absorbed, and then the person who is absorbed will only feel weak, but there is no worry about life.
You don't need to eat people, this is acceptable, but you can only absorb it when you are unconscious, which is a bit nerve-wracking.
Zhang Cheng thought about it, and was worried again, if you want to say that you are unconscious, except for sleeping, you are in a coma, where can you go to find these people, you can't go to the hotel in the middle of the night to lie on the window Regardless of whether it can succeed or not, the key is that if you are caught, you will be treated as a thief if you are not treated as a pervert, and when the time comes, you will be locked up in the bureau, and then it will be really over.
Zhang Cheng pondered for a long time, and suddenly patted his head.
Although the information says that only unconscious people can absorb yang energy, it is better to try it first.
So he went out by luck, and it was daytime, the sun was high and the sun was shining.
Although Zhang Cheng was not roasted by the sun like the ghosts in the movie, he still felt very uncomfortable, like a high-powered spotlight hanging above his head, shaking his head dizzy.
He turned around and went back to the house, took out a peaked cap, took out a dirty mask and put it on his face, and then put the hat of the sweatshirt on top of his head, covering one of his faces tightly, revealing only a pair of eyes, and went out to try, and found that he could barely bear it.
As soon as he walked to the street, Zhang Cheng made a new discovery, that is, those pedestrians on the street were surrounded by a stream of gas, most of which were pure white, and a small number of people were mixed with some red, purple, blue and black air currents in the white gas, which varied in size.
He only glanced at it, and found that the white qi had a fatal attraction to him, like a very hungry man who suddenly found the streets full of oily roast chickens wandering around, and the aroma was so fragrant that his already lifeless stomach squirmed slightly.
This is yang energy Zhang Cheng swallowed his saliva, walked into the crowd quickly, opened his nostrils and inhaled violently, but these white gases seemed to have taken root, sticking to the bodies of those passers-by, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't suck a trace of it.
Zhang Cheng didn't give up, and walked around the street for a long time, squeezing all the way to the crowd, but except for inhaling the smell of fox and fart, he didn't feel any changes in his body.
And his thief's appearance and his dress like a dumpling easily attracted the attention of the people around him, and they covered their pockets and quickly walked away.
Zhang Cheng sighed, and had to declare the operation a failure, it seems that if he wants to "live", he can only honestly follow the information given in his head.
But the plan to lean on the window has been vetoed by one vote, where else can I find someone who is unconscious, is it difficult to knock the stick, Zhang Cheng thought about it, and shook his head.
Let's not talk about the current society under the rule of law, what will happen if he is caught, the key is to ask him to knock on people's heads for no reason, and he can't get this hand, in case he accidentally knocks out a good one, I'm afraid that the trouble will be greater.
However, after wandering the streets for so long, he was not completely unfounded, and in the process of coveting the yang energy of passers-by, several new pieces of information popped up in his mind.
Wealth, mildew, peach blossom Zhang Cheng's eyes glanced around, and he found that this information should be aimed at those colored air currents mixed with yang energy.
Yo Zhang Cheng pondered for a moment, and was suddenly a little stunned, could this be the hope written in those books I didn't expect that although I died aggrieved, I could still get this new skill, and it seems that even if I can't find food in the future, it's not bad to set up a stall to tell people's fortunes.
It's a pity, let alone eating, if you can't think of a way, I'm afraid that I'll have to feed the flies in a few days, and this seemingly awesome skill seems to be useless to me now.
Zhang Cheng shook his head and was about to walk back, when he suddenly stood on his feet as soon as he turned around, and his eyes fell on a man not far away.
The man was in his mid-thirties, ordinary-looking, dressed in stained clothes, and looked like an ordinary migrant worker.
But this person seems to be walking with his head down, but his two eyes are constantly glancing around, looking sneaky, but what attracts Zhang Cheng is not these, but a few wisps of black qi in the yang energy on this person's body Angry Zhang Cheng felt the information in his mind, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, according to the explanation of the information, all people with anger have either committed crimes or are preparing to commit crimes, and they are not trivial matters, all in all, those with anger on their bodies are definitely not good people.
It was really sleepy and met the pillow Zhang Cheng's expression perked up, lowered the hat on his head a little more, followed the man from a distance, and when he walked through a construction site, he took a brick and hid it in his clothes.
However, the man walked several streets without moving, and seemed to be hungry halfway, and asked for a bottle of liquor in a tavern, and drank a plate of peanuts until midnight.
Zhang Cheng wasn't in a hurry, anyway, there was no other way at the moment, just squatting in a corner across the street, staring at the opposite side without blinking.
It wasn't until 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, when the shop was about to close, that the man staggered out with an empty wine bottle and walked along the dim street in the direction of the outskirts of the city, Zhang Cheng quickly stood up and followed.
Fortunately, the result did not disappoint him, after walking two streets, there were few pedestrians on the street, and the man saw a woman walking alone on the side of the road, threw the wine bottle in his hand, and rushed up a few steps to grab the bag, which frightened the woman and screamed.
If it was in the past, Zhang Cheng would never dare to care about these things, but now it is related to whether he can "live", and he really can't care so much.
So after a slight hesitation, Zhang Cheng still took out the brick in his arms and rushed up, and slapped it on the back of his head with a "snap" before the man could react.
The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment, looked at the person in front of her who appeared out of nowhere, and found that her face was tightly wrapped, and she was still holding a brick broken in half, and the only two eyes that were exposed were still shining with a faint green light in the night.
"Ahh The middle-aged woman screamed, didn't even bother to pick up the bag that had fallen on the ground, turned around and ran away.
Zhang Cheng shook his head, Lao Tzu can be regarded as saving you, if you don't thank you for two sentences, it's okay, it's so rude He squatted down, probed the man's snort first, and found that there was still breath, it should have just fainted, and he was slightly relieved, slowly lowered his head, and took a deep breath tentatively.
Sure enough, the yang energy that seemed extremely viscous to those passers-by during the day had now become much looser, and a few wisps were sucked into Zhang Cheng's body without much effort.
As the yang energy entered his body, he soon felt that his body seemed to have undergone some changes, and when he rolled up his sleeves to take a look, he found that the corpse spots on his body had faded a lot.
Zhang Cheng was overjoyed, took a few more puffs, and watched the exposed skin on his arms slowly fade away and gradually return to his original complexion.
Raising his head and exhaling a breath, he slowly exhaled the dead qi forced out by the yang qi, and was about to continue, but he found that wisps of black mist appeared on the ground around him at some point, like dry ice on the stage, spreading along the surrounding ground.
A piece of information popped up in his mind at the same time, this time it was very simple, only four words, but it made Zhang Cheng shocked.
Oni Missionary Parade What kind of work the ghost is, of course Zhang Cheng knows, and then thinks of his identity and what he is doing now, he suddenly can't care about absorbing yang energy anymore, and hurriedly stands up, and runs towards the dark alley not far away without looking back.
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In the days that followed, Zhang Cheng went out day and night, and did the work of eating black and black, beating stuffy sticks, although there was a threat of ghosts, and not every time he could find someone with a bad spirit, but he still maintained the body from rotting.
However, in the past month, Zhang Cheng still missed once, and was stabbed in the lower abdomen, but fortunately, his body had already died, and even the wound did not even shed a drop of blood, but scared the other party half to death.
This is still a trivial matter, as long as the wound heals quickly after absorbing the yang energy, the only thing that makes Zhang Cheng nerve-wracking is that the speed at which the ghost is coming is getting faster and faster, often as soon as he gets his hands on the front foot, the black mist on the back foot gushes out, so that Zhang Cheng can absorb less and less yang energy.
After saving Lin Wan'er this time, Zhang Cheng didn't know that his actions were actually regarded as righteous and courageous by the police, but he also felt that his actions should be detected by the police, and after thinking about it, he decided to suspend it for a while.
Fortunately, with the accumulation of these days, his body has absorbed a lot of yang energy, at least from the appearance of the living person, I think with this inventory, it should be able to maintain for a few more days, and wait until the wind outside is not so tight, and then find a chance.
After deciding, Zhang Cheng counted with his fingers and found that he hadn't been to school for a month, and there were less than two months left before the college entrance examination.
Although the head teacher never called once during this period, except for the four eyes who lived with him, he never greeted the rest of the classmates, but he was not surprised to think that he had always been the object of dislike before his death.
However, although the people in the school don't treat him very well, for the sake of his parents' wishes, he has to mix up the rest of the days, and at the same time, he can use the school to hide his identity, so as not to be accidentally targeted by the police again
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