Chapter 6: It stinks

The venomous smile of the headless torturer made my hair explode, and when the pair of purple mung bean eyes on its chest looked at me, my mind went blank, and at this moment the Kong Ming Lantern taught me to forget everything!

Now I understand why the way to catch this heavenly ghost is simple, but there are still six people dead, although the ghost power is only one percent, but its heavenly ghost deterrence is still there, and it is living by "anger" before death, just a simple look can make the people who see it mess up!

The headless torturer's thighs moved and he walked towards me. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

When it was five meters away from me, I calmed down a little and did my best to turn around and run towards a less crowded area. After all, the process of subduing the ghosts is relatively unusual, so that others can see it and think that the neuropathy is alarming.

But I overlooked one point, I reacted so much, the headless torturer realized that I saw it, and the other party chased after it with the determination to eat me, it had no head, but it ran fast, and when I turned my head, I saw that it simply floated towards me with its feet off the ground and like a surf.

I gasped for air, there was finally no one around, and thinking back to the means granted by the Kong Ming lantern, I turned around sharply and waited calmly for it to approach.

The headless torturer seemed stunned by my act of waiting for death, and it stopped a meter in front of me, its navel open, "Hehe...... Running so fast, is my head on your neck? ā€

As he spoke, it waved its hands towards my head.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! At this moment, I clearly heard the beating of my heart, I pressed the chest cavity that was about to explode, forcibly calmed down, and stretched out my index finger, at the same time, the strong and powerful hands of the headless torturer wrapped the sides of my head fiercely, like pulling a radish to break my neck!

It's worthy of a heavenly ghost, this is only one percent of the ghost power, if it was in its heyday, how terrifying would it be? It's not good, it can break me into pieces with one finger!

The green tendons on my neck jumped up, and at the last moment, I poked two index fingers into its breasts, and the headless torturer was unguarded, and was hit by my unmistakable accuracy, and I shouted: "you old eyes, shock!" ā€

I was about to wait for it to be fixed and take out the second pot head, but I didn't expect its hands to still be pulling, as if it was not affected at all, Kong Ming Lantern could not pit me, there must be something wrong with some link, my brain cells are crazy to operate, the formula, the formula is wrong!

I didn't pull my index finger away, and continued to shout: "Stick your old eye, shock!" ā€

This still had no effect on the headless torturer, whose navel eyes opened and closed, "Give me back the head, it's mine, mine!" ā€

It's not right, it's wrong, it's wrong!

I was in a hurry, I felt the movement of my neck being pulled out by him, and a strong sense of fear enveloped me, and my mind was like a big flood, and I couldn't remember anything! What are the four words of that mantra, I couldn't breathe, my face was like a purple eggplant, and I yelled four or five times in a row impatiently, "Poke your old eyes, shock!" "Poke your old eyes, shock! ā€

When the flesh on my neck was about to be plucked by him, I blurted out, "your old eyes, shock!" ā€

The headless torturer suddenly stopped, and I panted and said, "I'm finally right." "It's the same as the fact that the wrong part of the plane can crash.

But it only has three seconds to freeze!

I didn't dare to take out the second pot head intermittently, unscrew it and pour it into my mouth, "Flutter!" "I squirted the high liquor of my tongue at the navel that the headless torturer didn't have time to close.

"Ah~! The headless torturer let out a bone-eating howl, its void rapidly twisting, transforming into a cloud of white mist.

It worked!

I was overjoyed, which means that I passed the introductory task of Kong Ming Lantern Customization! I pulled out the "Notes of the Dead" in my arms, and when I turned the thirty-fifth page, the unexpected happened again, and suddenly I smelled an unpleasant smell and approached me!

The familiar smell of rotting corpses......

I turned my head and saw an iron face, so close that I almost kissed it, wasn't this the stinky curly hair that bit Xiaowen that night?

Under the soft moonlight, the rectangular tooth in the curly-haired corpse's mouth flowed, and he said gloomily: "Brain, I want to smash your head." ā€

I was extremely unwilling, and I was about to take away the headless torturer, but I never expected to kill the gold halfway.

I hurriedly grabbed the "Notes of the Dead" and took a step to evacuate, saying that if I kissed this corpse, even if I spit out my intestines, there would be a shadow!

The curly-haired corpse man made a savage dash and knocked my body away, and I felt like my whole body was about to fly!

"Bang!" I came into close contact with the tree behind me, and my back slid down against the trunk, and I burst out of my throat with a hot stream, and a mouthful of blood spat on my clothes.

What's worse is that after this delay, the white mist that the headless torture ghost turned into condensed into a human form again, and its body became bigger and bigger than before, and you can know how angry it is by looking at its twisted belly!

It was not a good place to stay for long, and I struggled to get up and wanted to run. But the curly-haired corpse grabbed me by the shoulder with one hand like a pincer, and I was afraid that if he moved again, he would scratch my bones.

Fortunately, the headless torture ghost and the curly-haired corpse man are not in the same group, and besides, this re-transformed heavenly ghost is angry and regards everything in front of him as a mortal enemy! It gathered its demonic power in both hands, grabbed the head of the curly-haired corpse, and roared angrily, "Damn it, give me back!" ā€

The curly-haired corpse and I were stunned, and he couldn't see the ghost, so why could he be caught by the headless torturer? I guess maybe it's because he's not human.

Forget it, the dog bites the dog's mouthful, and when the curly-haired corpse man couldn't see the enemy and felt panicked, I shrank away, broke free from him, and ran wildly!

I ran far away, and when I turned my head, I could see the headless torturer breaking the head of the curly-haired corpse, whose shell was as hard as iron, and neither of them could help the other.

The plan can't keep up with the change, and the two outliers I provoke are not good stubble, and if there is a winner, it will be my death. I saw a taxi, stopped with a wave, the driver stopped in front of me, and when he saw the blood on my clothes and the stench on it, he slammed on the gas pedal and ran.

I've stopped a few times, so I can't waste time, just run with my feet. This run lasted 20 minutes, and I came to the bottom of the overpass near the west side of the city in the center of the city in a panic.

At this time, the curly-haired corpse man somehow reached a consensus with the headless torturer, at most thirty meters away from me, and kept getting closer.

When I entered the bridge, I was so tired and weak that I leaned out, but my feet did not come over, and I fell directly to the ground.

It's over, this corpse is a ghost, enough for me to be unlucky.

I saw two stalls at the edge of the bridge, one was a brocade cloth spread on the ground, with seven or eight paper figures, complete with pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and a crested cane, and the stall owner was a middle-aged woman with white hair, and there were more small paper figures in the paper tube next to her.

I've heard it before, this seems to be a dirty woman who beats villains, it's quite mysterious.

The stall next to it is much simpler, with a broken bowl on a white cloth, and an old man wearing sunglasses playing with three copper coins in his hand.

Nima, who is blind in the dark and still wears sunglasses, pretending to be a ghost?

Could it be that he is a blind fortune teller? However, the young man in white standing behind the old man had an extraordinary temperament, his handsome face was slightly sickly, and he put his hands in his pockets, looking indifferent to the world.

I only glanced at them, and was more worried about the menacing curly-haired corpses and headless torturers, who had already chased them to the bridge.

When I was desperate, I heard the old man in sunglasses say indifferently: "Shuying, do you want to practice with that seriously damaged heavenly ghost?" ā€

Can they see? A glimmer of hope rose in my heart, and I immediately shouted, "Everyone, help! ā€

"I'm sorry, I can't stand the stench that can contaminate the AQI to more than 300, it's with the stinky corpse, I don't bother to extinguish it." The man in white said with a look of disdain. Listen to what he said, you know that he is a cleanliness addict, and he is AQI!

I had an idea and shouted at them, "Wouldn't they stink more?" You don't want to kill that and scare them away! ā€

The man in white was right to think about it, he walked out of the bridge cave, and when his right hand appeared, he grabbed two cold flying knives between his fingers, and flew towards the two aliens like streamers.

Only heard a "flutter" sound, the form of the headless torture ghost was almost shaken away, and the moment it saw the man in white, it turned its head in horror and ran! The curly-haired corpse man was stabbed in the eye by the second throwing knife, and he seemed to be in corrosive pain, and hurriedly pulled out the throwing knife and threw it to the ground, rolling and crawling.

The shock in my heart is hard to overcome, just a pair of throwing knives can defeat those two fierce gods!

What is the origin of these three people under the flyover?

"It stinks." The man in white pinched his nostrils in disgust, and he kicked me in the stomach, "Hey, you can still stand up, please help me pick up the flying knife and wash it." ā€