Chapter 8: The Faceless Man

In this dense ghost forest, the sky seems to be separated by tree branches, and the light of the stars shines through the cracks, and the breeze blows the leaves, making a "rustling" sound.

Grunt......

The stomach continues to bark.

Grunt.......

The stomach continues to bark.

Grunt.......

The sound of the stomach is getting louder and louder.

"Okay, okay, Xiao ye, I know you're hungry, can you give me a break." Chen Tug pointed to his stomach and reprimanded.

Grunt......

However, this form of reprimand did not work well.

He couldn't help but sigh: "Although Xiao Ye is invincible, he will also be defeated by hunger, and it seems that he is just an ordinary ghost." ”

Chen tugged on his hungry stomach and looked at the endless secluded forest. There is nothing to eat but towering trees and lush foliage, not even a single water to drink.

I knew that I had just killed that white-haired monster and left a piece of meat for myself. I don't know if the meat of that white-haired monster can be eaten?

Thinking of this, he said indignantly: "Those two guys are really right, and they won't prepare food for me when they leave." ”

Not to mention that there are tens of millions of kilometers of roads on Posa Island, whether he can cross this ghost forest is also the first question mark.

However, it is also strange to say that there are small insects or small gnats that can be seen everywhere on weekdays, but there is not even a shadow here.

Just as he was thinking and looking around his surroundings, at this moment, he suddenly saw a blue and black butterfly, only to see it fluttering and flashing its little wings, melodiously flying over his head.

It dances gracefully, drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air. At this time, Chen didn't dare to come out, for fear of scaring this beautiful little thing away.

He quickly clasped his hands together.

Syllable.

Butterfly:??

The butterfly was caught by him, and he saw it flap its wings desperately at his fingertips, and the blue scales on its body were imprinted on his fingertips, and some of them were floating in the air.

As the saying goes, no matter how small a fly is, it has legs, let alone a butterfly.

He hadn't eaten a butterfly since he was so big, and looking at its colorful appearance, and thinking that it might be a little poisonous, he hesitated and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

His mouth was dry, his lips were peeling, and hunger made his eyes foggy and his mind dazed. He can't care so much now, and the butterfly in his hand at this time is what it eats.

He was ruthless and was about to send the butterfly to his mouth.

"Wait! Don't eat it. Behind him, a muffled voice suddenly sounded.

Chen dragged his body and trembled slightly, he stopped his action to eat butterflies, slowly turned around, and immediately saw a person who was completely black, hunched over, and wearing a mask, no, here, he couldn't be human.

This guy's appearance is a bit like the faceless man in Spirited Away.

He froze and blurted out, "Chihiro? Little White Dragon? Granny Qian? ”

Faceless Man: ??

At this time, the faceless man tilted his head and scratched his head with his hand, what the red-haired imp just said meant to eat butterflies or not.

Chen Tu saw the puzzled look of this faceless man, it seemed that he was not the same as the faceless man of Spirited Away.

Grunt......

The stomach barked again.

Chen dragged a glance at the butterfly in his hand that was still struggling.

Yes......

His mouth was wide open, and he was about to take it out of his mouth.

"Let Xiaomei go." The faceless man pleaded.

Mei? Could it be that this faceless man refers to this butterfly? He finally managed to get this stutter, and he even wanted him to let it go? No way.

"Why should I listen to you?" Chen was already hungry.

"Xiaomei is my friend, don't eat her, I'll exchange other things with you." The faceless man took out a pile of shiny gold from his arms and handed it to Chen.

Can you eat gold?

Chen shook his head, indicating that he wanted to eat butterflies.

Seeing that he didn't want it, the faceless man hurriedly dropped the gold, and took out an out-of-print weapon, the Demon Slayer Blade, from his bosom and threw it at him.

The appearance of the Demon Slayer Blade was earth-shattering, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, lightning and thunder roared, the sword body stood through the stone, the hilt of the sword was as red as blood, the sword body was dark and could absorb the soul deeply, and the sword qi like flames lingered around it.

Chen Tuo seems to have a deep sense of the soul of this out-of-print sword.

Do you want him to swallow a great sword?

He shook his head, indicating that he wanted to eat butterflies.

This red-haired little ghost doesn't even want a peerless sword, he still wants to eat his beloved Xiaomei.

No!

He can't live without Xiaomei. In this lonely journey, Xiaomei has always been with him like a confidant. He had no friends. He was afraid of being alone. He wants Xiaomei to live.

The faceless man covered his head, he was about to go crazy, and took out thousands of demon pills from his arms and piled them on the ground, and took out some rare herbs and spiritual treasures or something, he was about to empty the treasure in his arms, and after a while, the things on the ground were piled up into a small mountain.

This guy was able to take out so many things from his pitch-black and shriveled body, and Chen was stunned for a while.

But! Only! Be! Not! Yes! One! Piece! Yes! Eat! Target!

These thousands of demon pills are not candy, if they can be eaten, he still treasures a few in the warehouse of the forced system, if he can eat them, he would have eaten them a long time ago, why bother to eat this poisonous butterfly?

At this point, hunger made his eyes red.

He couldn't take it anymore.

He's going to eat butterflies!

The faceless man was dumbfounded, this red-haired little ghost didn't want anything, he just wanted to eat Xiaomei.

"Why do you want to eat Xiaomei?" The faceless man covered his face and sobbed.

Chen Tutu saw him crying pitifully.

"I'm hungry, don't you see?"

The faceless man choked suddenly.

He said slowly, "I have jigs." ”

Legs?

The faceless man immediately took out two big jigs from his arms.

Chen Tutu's eyes lit up when he saw Ji's legs, he was so excited that he almost cried, and threw the butterfly that was still struggling in his hand.

Butterfly Xiaomei was free, and it drew a graceful arc and melodiously landed on the mask of the faceless man.

"Xiaomei, you're finally back." The faceless man said happily.

Chen Tutu was really hungry and fainted, and when he got the ji-leg, after a while of joy, he opened his mouth and gnawed.

"It's not cooked, it's still raw." The faceless man kindly reminded him.

Can't chew?!

Chen dragged and dragged: "........."

A cold light flashed in Chen's eyes, and the faceless man's body was like an electric shock, and he hurriedly hid Xiaomei in his arms, for fear that he would rob him again.

After the faceless man hid Xiaomei safely, he was shocked when he saw the behavior of this red-haired ghost.

This red-haired imp actually roasted his legs with the flame of the Demon Slayer Blade!!

The flames were so loud that the legs crackled, the oil was bubbling out, the aroma was overflowing, and Chen was so hungry that he drooled.

"Ah, incense, it's so fragrant."

Faceless Man: !!

Not all ghosts can afford to hold the Ghost Slayer Blade, and even if they can, they can't hold it for too long, otherwise they will be sucked by it, and this little ghost can not only pick it up, but also hold it in his hand and roast the legs for so long.

He carefully looked at the red-haired imp, he was dressed in a hunting suit, his skin was fair, he was very good-looking, his pupils were red, his nails were black and long, and his body exuded a ghost aroma from time to time, this aroma was somewhat familiar to him, as if he had smelled it somewhere before.

"And the legs?" Chen Tutu squinted at him.

"Yes, there is." The faceless man broke out in a cold sweat and nodded obediently.

This red-haired imp is not simple, but fortunately he hid Xiaomei in time.

He saw the treasures piled up like a hill on the ground, and thought to himself that this red-haired imp didn't want it, so he just withdrew it all into his arms.

I knew he didn't want it, he shouldn't have taken it all out just now, but now it's okay, and he has to pick it up one by one.

The faceless man was annoyed for a while.

Just as he was about to pick it up, the treasures piled up on the ground like a hill disappeared in front of his eyes in an instant! His hand stayed in the air......

Chen's equipment system can automatically pick up all the treasures on the ground.

The faceless man glanced at the red-haired imp who was gnawing on his big legs with relish.

"Is there water?" Chen tugged at his eyebrows.

The faceless man nodded obediently and handed him a water bag.