There was another silent companion who followed him all the way, until he entered the room. His loyal brother stayed by his side.

They even ended up lying on the same bed as Muyang.

Mu Yang wanted to pretend he couldn't see him, but the reproachful look in his good friend's eyes was impossible to ignore.

Mu Yang got up and sat on the edge of the bed, and his good brother sat up alongside him. Both the living and the ghost stared at each other.

Mu Yang carefully examined his good brother, their eyebrows and eyes very close together. He had a thin figure and a faint green glow emitted from his body, or perhaps it was green smoke? Anyway, Mu Yang could see the green aura rising continuously.

Based on the appearance, this is an unfortunate ghost. Of course, Muyang didn't know whether the human practice of physiognomy applied to ghosts or if it was just a saying. Anyway, it didn't look like a decent, respectable ghost.

The ghost looked at Muyang, observing him carefully, and knew that they had finally found the legendary Yin Yang Eyes.

Mu Yang looked at the ghost pitifully staring at him, probably without any malicious intent. Oh well, let's just go to sleep.

As soon as Muyang lay down, he felt his good buddy approaching and lying down next to him. Muyang's heart roared angrily, "Damn it, is this guy trying to pull some shady move?"

Mu Yang turned over and couldn't be bothered with him. However, that ghostly and resentful voice rang in Mu Yang's ears, "I know you can see me."

In his heart, Muyang closed his ears. All the nonsense that the ghost spoke was just gibberish, especially on a gloomy day like today. Who knows if it's trying to deceive him into doing something.

Although the good brother couldn't physically touch Muyang, Muyang could feel the chilling breath gradually creeping closer behind him.

The cold breath was so close that it sent shivers down Mu Yang's spine, chilling his neck. A piercing gust of chilly air made his entire body tremble, and this unbearable coldness left him feeling uncomfortable.

Mu Yang, with no other choice, could only get up again and ask, "Why are you following me?"

Seeing that Muyang finally paid attention to him, his originally wrinkled features relaxed slightly, though they still remained tense.

The good brother, in a state of excitement, wanted to grab Muyang's hand, but people and ghosts take different paths. Trying to grab Muyang's hand was like a fleeting illusion, passing directly through Muyang's hands!

But Muyang could feel it vividly. The sudden chill made him sneeze, causing him to quickly step back. He stretched out his hands in front of him and desperately shook them, saying, "You must never come back again. Don't you know your gloominess can make me sick if you're too close to me?"

"I don't want to either. I cannot reincarnate, so I can only wander the streets every day. As you know, no one can see me, no one can help me."

"Why are you coming to me to be reincarnated? I'm not the Lord of the Underworld, go find him instead."

"I also want to find it! But I can't enter the underworld, and even if I go in, it's useless! I heard that there are many terrifying ghosts running loose in the underworld, as well as suppressed divine beasts. Do you think the Lord of the Underworld has time to bother with trivial matters like me?"

"Well, it's no use looking for me then. I can't help you. Besides being able to see you, I can't do anything. Why don't you go find a Taoist?"

What's the use of finding them? The real Taoist wants to take me in, the fake Taoist is afraid of me. If you don't help me, I'll stick to you and not leave."

"Why are you so unreasonable, you ghost!"

My good brother took a serious expression as he looked at Muyang. He immediately put on a hesitant look and said, "I'm not being unreasonable. I'm really in a difficult situation. Look at the green smoke coming out of my head, the stench all over my body. I can't even make a ghostly friend. As long as you do me a favor, I will leave immediately without any hesitation."