"What, resentment?"

Mo Tie was surprised. He heard passersby say that this was a battlefield more than ten years ago. At night, he often heard ghosts crying and wolves howling. It was very terrifying, so he came to see what happened.

As a result, Xiao Tie told him that there was resentment here.

"Didn't the Fire Queen detect the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"

"It's easy to understand, this means that resentment does not belong to spiritual energy. Think about it, there are love and hate in everything, and there is resentment. Throughout history, which dynasty and which era have not had resentment? On the contrary, I have never heard of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the era when you grew up." Xiao Tie analyzed with a guess.

"So, can I practice with the help of resentment?" Mo Tie was stunned for a moment.

"You can try it with a clone, there will be no danger." Xiao Tie said.

Mo Tie nodded, waved his hand, and a few shadows appeared in front of him.

A strong man, a charming beauty, a croaking green frog and a beautiful tiger lying on the ground.

"You all know what to do, go."

"yes."

The clones turned around and walked into the mass grave, ignored the surrounding bones, and began to find ways to bring resentment into their bodies.

The first and most difficult step is to feel resentment. Mo Tiebai was waiting bored to see how his clones were rewarded.

The night passed quickly and nothing happened.

Mo Tie looked at the four clones and was a little confused. What else can he do?

"No, Lao Mo, look at the beauty's clone, are there any different complexion?" Xiao Tie reminded.

Mo Tie looked carefully and found that the beauty with a weak constitution seemed a little pale, as if she had not had a good sleep all night and was a little listless.

This is wrong. He clearly told the four clones to do whatever they should do according to their biological characteristics. The strong man and the charming beauty both slept in the RV for a good night, so there shouldn't be a bad rest.

Could it be that this is the influence of resentment?

The experiment continues!

A whole month later, the clone finally reported something. The strong man said that he had no strength recently and was exhausted from doing anything. The beauty had a white face as white as paper and had no blood. She said that when she went to bed at night, she always dreamed of a terrible evil ghost pressing on her body, which looked like the legendary ghost pressing on the bed.

The frog and tiger subconsciously don’t want to stay in this place, and they always feel cold and cold on their bodies.

Mo Tie himself was not seriously injured. It must be because Superman's body is full of blood and energy and is not affected by resentment.

It's equivalent to a natural magic resistance.

What should I do next? I have no idea.

Although I saw the influence of resentment, I did not directly feel the resentment itself. Mo Tie decided to continue to stay here.

The four clones became thinner and worsened, and the muscles of the net-earning man gradually shrank. Finally one day, the beauty clone died.

It was exactly the same as the villagers who escaped nearby, the beautiful clone died in her sleep, silently, and was already stiff when she woke up in the morning.

"Saeko, have you discovered anything?" Mo Tie asked.

He and Saeko took turns guarding in order to avoid any abnormality.

"Nothing appeared again, San San." Saeko's expression was slightly solemn.

"Well... continue the experiment," Mo Tie said after thinking, "Wait for that dead clone. If she has a soul, she should be trying to refine her resentment now."

"Okay, San San."

Half a year later, the strong man died, and only skin and bones were left when he died, which was very terrible.

"San San, it appears!"

Saeko suddenly screamed.

Mo Tie entered his mind and searched for the two dead clones in the pile of data projected by Sona.

Judging from the clone's records, the strong man is still disconnected, and the beautiful clone has actually been re-listed.

Mo Tie exited his mind and summoned with system authority: "No. 8962154, appear in front of me in a way that you can express."

A gust of wind blew, and the voice of the beautiful clone sounded in my mind: "Boss, I am now a soul, and I have no body. I can only use the resentment of soaring into the sky here to avoid being taken away by the ghosts who caught the soul."

"Ghost man?" Mo Tie repeated strangely.

"Yes, boss. Not only do I have me here, but also two nearby villagers. They were also killed by resentment and hid in this mass grave. According to them, ghost messengers are specialized in capturing dead souls. Only in places where resentment gathers like the mass grave, they dare not come."

Mo Tie frowned. He didn't care about the issue of the beauty's clone now. Instead, he remembered the background of Journey to the West. There were heavenly courts above and hell below, and there were many heavenly soldiers, heavenly generals, and cow heads and horse faces.

Could it be that these really exist?

"No. 8962154, leave the mass trap and report to me at any time."

"Okay, boss." The beauty agreed reluctantly.

Afterwards, Mo Tie learned about the resentment.

It turned out that after the clone died, a soul floated out of his body and was still sane within seven days, but he was trapped by the resentment here and could not escape.

After seven days, his mind was completely destroyed and he became a veritable ghost.

In this case, she instinctively assimilated with the resentment around her, becoming a ghost who passively cultivates resentment.

Half a year later, her mind gradually recovered and appeared directly in the system.

With the help of the powerful components of the system, she and Mo Tie achieved barrier-free communication between humans and ghosts, and did not use any Sky Eye spells.

"Then how do you feel now?" Mo Tie asked.

The beauty clone said lightly: "It's pretty good, she's as light as a swallow. She just walks through whatever she touches and can't affect the real world."

"Then can you drive the resentment in your body?"

"No, boss. I don't have a fixed body yet, and I can't practice the book of Young Master Kongxu. I can't attract resentment into my body. I just passively reshape the ghost body in the resentment. I think I should be able to practice when the ghost body is stable."

"Then wait, and wait for another clone that had just died." Mo Tie said.

At the same time, he was also waiting for the bull-headed and horse-faced face in the underworld. If there really is a heavenly palace here, then he needs to change his mind.

As a result, half a year has passed, and the beauty's clone is still staying by the crowd pit every day, shaping her body with resentment, and she has never encountered any ghost messengers who have captured them.

On the contrary, the clone of the strong man has also been launched again.

"So, the world of Journey to the West has no underworld, it is not complete?" Mo Tie said to himself.

"Old Mo, come and see!" Xiao Tie's surprised voice rang.

Mo Tie concentrated his mind and sensed that it turned out that the "energy conversion component" had finally changed.

On the occasion of his death, the beauty clone finally condensed into a ghost soldier with the help of the resentment from the crowded population, and cultivated a trace of magic power through the Qi-refining foundation passed down by Gongxu Gongzi's family.
Chapter completed!