Chapter 604: Shura Hell (25)
"That's because they're sick. Wen Ru said, "If you really like someone, you will protect her." ”
Wen Ru thought of Qi Xiaole again, they were childhood sweethearts, and when she was a child, Qi Xiaole also "bullied" her.
But when he pulled her hair, he just pulled it gently, and after pulling it, he stupidly asked her if it hurt. She pretended to say it hurt to death, and the fool would put his head over and let her pull it back.
Things like tearing homework and lifting skirts, Qi Xiaole will never do them. Children who are already reading should know that these things are wrong behaviors, no matter who they do to them.
Wen Ru remembered that she deepened her impression of Qi Xiaole because this kid would often stuff her with her favorite snacks, and would keep watch when she was reading comics in class, and would arrogantly pull her schoolbag over and carry it on her own back when she came home from school.
It has to be said that these actions have succeeded in getting her attention.
To be liked by such a person is to be truly lucky.
Wen Ru still thinks so.
How innocent the little girl is, she is kind enough to tutor the boy, but the boy bullies her without asking, this liking is the source of the little girl's tragedy.
Wen Ru walked out of the room, but the depression that weighed on her heart did not dissipate as she walked out of the room.
There are two worlds inside and outside the room, but no matter how lively the outside is, it can't hide that the Pavilion of the Unjust Death is an extremely dark place, and if you stay here for a long time, people's hearts will fall and turn black, and they will no longer have any hope.
Wen Ru quickly entered the next room, and the strong resentment in the room was the nourishment she needed.
In the eyes of ghosts, people are also the nourishment they need. When they see people, they will pounce on them and absorb the so-called essence.
Xiang Heng's eyes widened and he looked excitedly at the geese fighting with ghosts in the fence.
The geese were bare-chested, and the large muscles made the women around her blush. Xiang Heng saw a woman who covered half of her face with a handkerchief, revealing only a pair of eyes staring at the body of the goose without moving, and the part of the handkerchief that was attached to her lips was soaked with saliva.
In the fence, the ghosts touched the bodies of the geese, like water touching a hot steel plate, and the water vapor was evaporated at once.
"It's so masculine, I like it so much. ”
When Xiang Heng heard the woman next to him say, he couldn't help but shiver and light wax for Uncle Yanzi. What should I do if I am favored by so many hungry wolves?
The situation in the center of the field was settled, and it was clear that the geese could not cook the dinner they were talking about.
A quarter of an hour later, the goose put on his clothes and walked out. A group of women surrounded him, looking for his contact information, and saw that the big man was surrounded with a red face, like a shy and innocent wolf dog, and the group of women secreted more saliva in their mouths.
"Daddy, Daddy. I'm here, mom is looking for you, hurry up!" Xiang Heng jumped up and waved to the geese.
When I heard that I had children and wives, although I was disappointed, everyone was a woman of the times with a moral bottom line, and they immediately dispersed.
Yanzi saw Xiang Heng snickering, and he smirked himself.
Xiang Heng immediately smiled, and changed back to the serious little president's face, "Uncle Yanzi, how is it?"
"Yes, ordinary ghosts can't get close to my body. Even the most powerful ghosts will be able to hurt me. Yanzi touched the big bald head and smiled, "Ah Qing is really powerful, the enhancer she has equipped has trained my body into King Kong." ”
"Sister A-Qing is indeed very powerful. But...... Uncle Goose, I'm going to play the game of Crossing Ghosts!"
Xiang Heng's crossing ghost is also a kind of punishment project, which has been developed into a shooting game.
The original ghost needs to go through the pain of being hit day and night until the energy of the entire soul is consumed and then comes back. Once developed into a game, guests can choose the tools provided by the park to shoot at ghosts that pounce on them from afar and destroy them when they reach them. Otherwise, you'll be attacked by a ghost that approaches.
The game is divided into several levels of different difficulty, and the speed, strength, and anti-shooting ability of the ghosts in each level are different.
Those who can clear all the levels will receive a beautiful prize provided by the park.
After reading the introduction of the game project, Yanzi said: "This game is more suitable for Xiao Ran." ”
Xiang Heng snorted coldly, "Of course it's good for Sister Xiaoran to shoot, but if you want to clear all of them, you can't just rely on shooting." ”
"Do you still want to clear all of them? That's all they have to offer, it's not easy to get through. ”
"I'm going to clear them all. ”
"You kid!"
"Please, Uncle Yanzi!"
In the end, the father couldn't stand the child's strong request and agreed to Xiang Heng's request.
The green-skinned imp once again confirmed to the child, who was less than 1.5 meters, "Do you want to choose to challenge all the levels?"
"I don't discriminate against deaf people, but it doesn't seem good to hire deaf people as park staff. ”
The green-skinned little ghost's face changed, "Go in, go in, everything is over there, choose it yourself." ”
Shooting tools include stones, fruits, slingshots, crossbows, pistols, grenades, etc., which are some of the common objects that can be attacked from a distance.
Xiang Heng had seen other tourists clear the customs, and knew that the first round was not difficult, so he took the slingshot and the fruit.
The playground is a huge passage, and Xiang Heng is standing one meter outside the passage entrance, and the closer to the outside passage mouth the bigger it is. And the further inside, the smaller it becomes, and at the end is a black hole, and no one knows what will come out of it.
The game begins.
Five snake-like creatures flew towards the entrance of the passage, all with sleek heads and tails, like earthworms. The most obvious of the head is an open mouth, and the ghost in the middle has a single eye.
Xiang Heng narrowed his eyes, loaded the stone and shot out.
Those five intertwined ghosts were large and could easily be hit. He struck the body of a ghost, and soon the ghost was gone, and the remaining four were still flying forward.
Xiang Heng fired three bullets in a row, killing three ghosts, leaving only the one with eyes, which could dodge the flying bullets.
At the end of the passage behind it, new ghosts have appeared.
Xiang Heng gave up attacking the only remaining ghost with eyes and hit the ghost that flew up from behind.
The wild goose was frightened outside, and he shouted loudly: "Xiao Heng, hit the ghost in front first." ”
"Sister Xiaoyu told me about this kind of ghost, it's okay. Xiang Heng attacked while calmly explaining to the goose.
These ghosts are called five strange ghosts, and those who smell them will get sick and die. But they have a strange principle, they don't smell good and bad people, they only smell people who have never done good or evil.
Only the long-eyed ghost can tell if a person is bad or not.
Xiang Heng has killed people and done good things.
Sure enough, after the only remaining ghost approached Xiang Heng, he didn't dare to step forward. After a turn, it turned back the way it came, and got into the end of the passage.
Xiang Heng has passed three levels in a row, and by the fourth level, the number and quality of ghosts have improved a lot, but the tools are still those tools.
The green-skinned imp asked Xiang Heng in a mocking tone, "Have you chosen a weapon?" You are not allowed to use your own weapons. ”
Xiang Heng said, "I don't need to, you wait a minute." ”
With that, he sat down on the ground, took the tools and weapons in front of him, dismantled them one by one, and then picked and picked them, and began to assemble them into new weapons.