Life is like a strong X, since you can't resist, then enjoy it temporarily!

The farts aren't all stinky, maybe they're quite fragrant.

After all, just the increase in the value of the drawn reward is very good, and it also greatly reduces the probability of drawing a penalty.

Tang An quickly changed his mindset and focused on the three dice rolls of Your Bean, as well as the luck value of +1.

This is a sign of an important supporting role.

"Nongfu Spring advertisement."

Luck is not very good, this is the second advertisement so far, last time it was an online deal, this time it was a mineral water advertisement, and the lottery experience was extremely poor.

Without waiting for the advertisement to finish, Tang An started the second time.

"Roast a suckling pig."

This one isn't bad.

As the third dazzling light lit up, Tang An used the luck value.

"Red wolf pan."

"Description: The weapons used by the heroines of the Pleasant Goat and the Big Big Wolf can be changed to a larger and smaller amount of power, and can be automatically repaired...."

Tang An's eyes lit up, this is an artifact!

As the injected force becomes larger and smaller, it can also be repaired automatically?

These two qualities alone are leveraged.

A frying pan appeared out of thin air in Tang An's hand, with a diameter of about 25 centimeters, and it was still made of stainless steel!

With the infusion of power, the pan began to grow larger, and in the blink of an eye, it became twenty meters larger; Not only is it getting bigger, but it's also getting bigger and thicker, which means that getting bigger is all-round.

Tang An picked up the twenty-meter-large stainless steel pan and swept it towards the small hillside in the distance, and with the explosion of the landslide and ground crack, it was unstoppable everywhere he went!

Whether it's used as a weapon or for cooking, it's the best choice.

There is a fish in the North Underworld, its name is Kun, the Kun is so big, a pan can stew.

The premise is that Tang An's strength, that is, the qi is strong enough.

......

Time flies, and it's gone in the blink of an eye.

Tang An had been cultivating in the barren mountains and mountains for the past five months, and he didn't know anything about the situation in the outside world.

As everyone knows, Wang Xu is about to go crazy looking for him outside.

The ghost that originally disappeared reappeared, but it was not made by Onimai Tsuji, but by Wang Xu.

The purpose is to find Tang An.

But Tang An is like evaporating from the world, and there has been no news at all for five months.

So much so that Wang Xu was extremely irritable, because he was afraid that Tang An had already left this world.

He doesn't want to be trapped in this world, he wants to go to other worlds!

"Boss, come here for a hundred servings of udon."

In a bustling city snack street, an udon noodle shop, a young man with a yellow hedgehog head, wearing a t-shirt and beach pants, and wearing a half-mask on flip-flops, shouted at the boss.

"Guest, you say. How many copies do you want? ”

The boss suspected he had misheard.

"A hundred copies, money is indispensable!"

Tang An casually threw his wallet, which he didn't know who it was, on the table, and inside was a large stack of banknotes.

"Okay, please wait."

The boss's eyes were very vicious, and he could see at a glance that the money in his wallet was real.

Tang An sat on a stool and waited for udon, looked at all kinds of people on the street, lit a cloud cigarette and took a puff.

The pimples took almost half a year to disappear, the randomly dyed hair turned yellow, and with the clothes of the hanger, Tang An really looked too much like a ruffian.

The temperament is rigid.

After all, it's what he does.

It's good to wear a mask, otherwise the face will twitch from time to time, which gives people a sense of contempt, arrogance, and provocation.

Even if he can control the cells of his whole body, he can't control the intermittent facial twitches of the waste gold fingers, and when he encounters a hot-tempered person in the future, he may be able to get into trouble with a single look or facial twitch.

"Udon."

The fragrant udon noodles were served, and Tang An's appetite soared.

In the past five months, he has been sleeping in the open air.

After becoming a ghost, except for the need to eat people every once in a while, Tang An was almost the same as a normal person at other times.

It's not that you can't eat human food.

Of course, Tang An's appetite was even more amazing.

After eating almost, Tang An picked up the toothpick on the table and picked his teeth, looked at the boss who was sweating profusely but counting the banknotes with a smile on his face, and said like chatting, "Boss, have you heard anything strange in the past four or five months?" ”

"Strange things?"

The boss wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, as if recalling something, and lowered his voice to speak, "The night is not very calm now, I heard that more than 30 people have been eaten by wild beasts, but where are the beasts in the city, some witnesses say that they are ghosts, and they don't know if it's true or not, not only in this city, but also in other cities, in short, try not to go out at night." ”

"That's it!"

Tang An flicked the ashes of his cigarette and tapped the table with one hand.

It stands to reason that all the ghosts related to Onimai Tsuji are dead, but there are a lot of ghosts popping up now!

Tang An's first thought was Wang Xu.

This guy may have made these ghosts.

As long as Tang An is willing, he can also create ghosts.

And the more blood you get, the stronger the ghost.

Onimai Tsuji's ability to be miserable, he has worked hard to meet the requirements in the past five months.

Now it is not an exaggeration to call Tang An the ancestor of ghosts, provided that he created a large number of ghosts.

At night, the crescent moon crosses the sky.

Even with the haunted legends, the city is bustling with lights.

A regular foot bath shop, in the dark of the alley, suddenly came from a miserable scream.

I saw a young woman dressed in cool clothes, dressed in flowers, obviously standing on the street, and a figure was gnawing on her body in front of the corner.

This is a very ugly rat ghost, because its face and body are too much like a mouse.

Human flesh and blood are the most delicious food for him, and it can also make him stronger.

He has already eaten more than a dozen people in the city.

"Hey! Is it tasty? ”

The dark and silent alley used to have only the sound of gnawing, but suddenly a sound sounded close at hand, startling the rat ghosts who were enjoying delicious food.

I almost lost my soul.

The dark clouds in the sky drifted away, and the rat ghost saw clearly with the help of the moonlight.

This is a human wearing a bath towel, and the yellow hedgehog head and purple diamond pattern eyes are particularly dazzling.

Wait a minute.

The rat ghost looked at the feet of this human, and it turned out to be floating naked in the air.

Wipe your eyes and make sure your feet are a decimeter distance from the ground.

This human can fly.

No, smell is not human.

It's a ghost.

On closer inspection, it looks like the person the adult was looking for.

Especially those eyes!

"Actually, this kind of human beings full of impurities are not delicious, if you want to eat them, you should eat those cultivators who are clean or stronger, otherwise the toxins in their bodies will affect their digestion and excretion ability."

The rat ghost didn't answer, but jumped up violently, and his right hand stretched out sharp claws to grab Tang An's neck, he wanted to take Tang An's head back to the adult, and then get more blood.

"Finger guns."

Tang An just flicked his fingers, and then a finger force formed an air bullet and hit the forehead of the rat ghost, penetrating without hindrance, and then turned into a bloody hole and shot into the wall behind him, bottomless.

The rat ghost's movements stopped all of a sudden, and then several blood holes appeared in his body one after another, and he was bombarded against the wall with a force.

A little minion like this can be killed with a finger gun without touching it.

Looking at the rat ghost who fell to the ground with a frightened face, Tang An moved sideways to the front, bent down slightly and smiled, "Can you tell me who turned you into a ghost." ”

Tang An stretched out his index finger, and his nails skyrocketed by one decimeter, and then the hardening began to turn red, and the temperature suddenly rose.