The biggest difference between jumping from a building and jumping from a cliff is that... the route of jumping from a cliff is longer, and last words can have a tone and auxiliary words.

Zhan Zhan opened his eyes and thought that there would be a tear-like pain, but found that his whole body was very comfortable, neither lukewarm nor hot, not painful nor itchy, and there was a hint of warmth on his butt.

He looked down at his body, and there was a warm jade plate the size of a table underneath.

...

Damn! Who brought him to the table?

Zhan Zhan jumped off the plate, lowered his head to check his body, his chest, abdomen, legs, arms and hands were all neat, and his clothes were still the same. He breathed a sigh of relief, afraid that he would inexplicably go to another world again.

This is an ordinary stone chamber with white walls and light shining.

He turned around and found a door suspected to be controlled by the mechanism, reached out and touched it. His palm touched the wall, and then... passed through it.

Zhan Zhan was stunned and in shock, he pulled out his hand from the wall and "inserted" it.

How is this possible?

He tried with one hand and actually passed through it.

...

He jumped back in a fleeing manner and called out impatiently.

From the eldest brother Feixie to Han Feixie Hanba Ferrari... Finally, when he went to his parents and master, he shouted all the people he knew, but never heard of. This stone chamber was like a strange cage, isolating the connection with the world, leaving him alone.

He jumped onto the plate, and the warmth from the plate slowly sootheed him.

He stayed for a while, then jumped down again, gritted his teeth, and stuffed his head into the door.

The stone gate was thinner than imagined. His waist was bent forty-five degrees and he saw a long and smooth road. The material of the road wall was the same as the stone chamber, and it was also a white stone with a faint light like a fireflies.

Zhan Zhan remembered the corridor of Bai Mengjing, and there were still some fragmented thoughts in his mind.

He walked out of the stone chamber and walked along the long road.

Sometimes similar stone doors appeared on both sides of the road. He looked around curiously and found that some were arranged like study rooms, some were warehouses, some were bedrooms, and some were morgues.

He looked at the transparent coffin parked in the middle of the stone chamber, and there was a person vaguely lying inside. He walked over curiously and looked down at the person in the coffin.

The coffin is divided into two layers inside and outside, with crystal on the outer layer and ice on the inner layer, blurring the appearance of the person in the coffin.

He put his head deep into the coffin, and the man's face gradually became clearer as his waist became lower and lower...clear...

Zhan Zhan stood there with stiff body bent over and stood there for a long time. He was so long that he wanted to merge with the coffin that he suddenly jumped away like a sudden awakening, retreated seven or eight steps, and stood against the stone wall. The memory fragments stored in his mind gathered bit by bit, slowly replayed from jumping off the cliff and then followed it down... his thoughts gradually became clear.

At that time, he didn't have time to jump onto the giant bird with Han Ba, and was scraped off the platform by a huge force. The picture was frozen. He clearly saw the shock and panic on Han Ba's face. The scene in front of him was covered with blood, like blood was sprinkled down. Later, his body fell rapidly...

He shivered for a moment. Although it was a very fast moment, his memory still accurately captured the severe pain that penetrated his entire body from his back!

He fell to death.

He was the corpse lying in the coffin.

And now I am... a ghost?

He didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

He stood blankly, as if time was still, and the only thing flowed was the waves that were rising in his heart.

Is there a resurrection medicine in this world?

I should be able to be resurrected in this situation, right?

Hanba won't give up on himself...

He suddenly wanted to see Han Feixie, and his desire came in a turbulent manner and violently broke the latest chapter of reason. He ran out of the stone chamber quickly and ran in a panic. He didn't know how long he had run, but he knew that he had run too fast and had not had time to close his legs, and suddenly he ran out of the mountain wall.

The sunlight suddenly shone on him.

He shouted "Ah" and lay on the ground and hugged his head, afraid that his soul would be lost. After a while, the sun was still good, and he was also good.

Zhan Zhan slowly got up and looked at the ground. There was indeed no shadow, but there was no hole in his body. He wiped the imagined cold sweat and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the ghost system here is not the same as the original world.

At this time, he was in the mood to see the scenery.

He was standing at the foot of a high mountain. The mountain was steep and so straight that he could not see the slope. The river was on the other side. The water flowed smoothly, but there was no bridge.

Zhan Zhan walked around the foot of the mountain and started climbing the mountain...

Then, he encountered an extremely serious problem, and his hands would penetrate into the mountains.

Although ghosts will not be suffocated to death in the rocks, just thinking about the scene where he was trapped in the belly of the mountain, he was so scared that he shrank his hand behind him. When Sun Wukong was suppressed, he could still let go of the wind, but he didn't want to be even worse than Sun Wukong.

He had to continue walking along the foot of the mountain. As he walked, it was evening. He didn't feel tired, but the road ahead was blocked by the river. He tried to put his feet on the water and then sank down little by little. He quickly took two steps back.

He was imprisoned here because he couldn't go up the mountain and was afraid of going into the water?

Zhan Zhan angrily kicked the mountain, and then... stood firm.

...

He thought about it, touched the mountain with his elbow, but he didn't pass it over. In other words... if his body passes first, he will wear it. If he touches the clothes first, he will not wear it. After trying it a few times, it turns out that this is true. He felt at ease, wrapped his hands in his clothes, and climbed up the mountain with difficulty.

He can't grasp the stones with his palms. He has few movements, which are a bit difficult. Because he is a ghost, gravity has little effect on him. He will not be pulled back and feel pain. The hardships are also very limited.

I finally climbed up to it, just as the moon sets down, the sun checks in again to work.

He stood up straight, stretched his waist without any need, turned his head and saw a very familiar hole. What was more familiar was the word on the hole - Bai Mengjing.

...

He ran quickly along the mountain road, and two people came down above the mountain road.

Zhan Zhan subconsciously flashed to the side, but found that the other party's gaze was flying straight past him and continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.

“The food today is really good.”

"The Lord of the Mountain is back tomorrow, Miss Yang is happy."

"Hahaha... I'll eat meat every day."

"yes."

The two walked by Zhan Zhan with a smile and shoulder to shoulder.

Zhan Zhan captured a lot of information.

First, there is a mountain master on Baimeng Mountain.

Second, Miss Yang is responsible for the dish.

Third, there is meat to eat today.

Zhan Zhan was a little greedy, licked his lips and continued to walk forward.

The mountain road was quickly gone, standing on the top of the mountain, looking around, everything on the mountain was clear. The burned pavilions and towers have been rebuilt, not as gorgeous as before, but much stronger. Several iron poles are inserted diagonally under the corridor, supporting the corridor.

Patrols walked past him from time to time, but they were wearing all uniforms.

Zhan Zhan was thinking about finding a place to find the news when he saw a very familiar young man walking up quickly, stride over him, and rushed directly into the first floor lobby along the corridor.

Zhan Zhan was about to follow him when he saw him rushing out of the lobby with a few more familiar people and running towards the mountain in a hurry.

Zhan Zhan looked at the group of people, so excited that he followed quickly.

The group ran fast and continued to join the disciples along the way. The team grew stronger. Zhan Zhan was afraid of hitting people, so he jogged a few steps and was soon left behind. When he reached the foot of the mountain, his acquaintances had been submerged and only noisy laughter could be heard.

Zhan Zhan jumped so anxious that he wanted to simply pass through the human body, but hesitated on the outside.

The team moved slowly, like a fat man in bloated clothes, slowly moving upwards.

Zhan Zhan was anxious and shouted: "Uncle Jin!"

His voice was loud, but no one paid any attention and he couldn't help but feel depressed.

The noise stopped one after another, and the audience suddenly calmed down, and the other disciples looked around.

Zhan Zhan followed and looked around.

After a while, the team continued to move forward.

Zhan Zhan followed silently.

The team gradually dispersed. Only a small group of people continued to move forward.

Zhan Zhan took the opportunity to stick to Jin Qian, and blew on the back of his neck and complained: "Do you feel anything? This is an authentic ghost blow-off. At least you touch your neck, you don't have any alertness. It's still too thick skin."

Jin Qian, who was walking well, was suddenly pulled away and changed to block in front of him.

Zhan Zhan was startled and almost couldn't stop and bumped into him. After stopping, he looked up impatiently and said, "Change the way, at least turn on the direction...Light...Hanba?"

Han Feixie in front of me is very different from that in my memory. His face is still the stunning face, but he is mature and decadent. He has a beard above his lips, and his expression is a little tired, but his eyes are astonishingly bright.

Zhan Zhan was embarrassed to see first, feeling that he was about to be sucked in by these eyes. Then he remembered that he was still in a ghost state. Han Ba ​​probably was not looking at him, so he turned around and looked back.

One arm wiped his shoulder and walked behind him. Zhan Zhan hurriedly turned around, but found that he was being held in Han Feixie's arms - to be precise, he was hanging in his arms.

Han Feixie tried hard to control his trembling voice and said softly: "Welcome, go home."

Zhan Zhan felt sad, raised his hand and gently wrapped it around his waist, "Yes."

"Is it... the young master?" Jin Qian asked nervously.
To be continued...