Chapter 37: The Fog Demon
"Hahaha! Can you keep up with my Spire! ”
There was an arrogant laugh from the thick fog, and the figure of the fog demon was as fast as thunder, drawing several afterimages.
Xu Qiufan gasped and looked around uneasily, he had reached the end of the crossbow.
"It's coming, it's coming! He's going to run out of strength! ”
The fog demon was extremely excited, and his wings flapped violently, swinging out two whirlwind blades.
Xu Qiufan's breath stagnated, and he jumped back hard, but he avoided the blow.
Then there was a gust of wind in his ears, and the claws of the fog demon nearly cut through his face.
"Hahaha, good response." The fog demon laughed.
"Tsk!"
A hint of unhappiness flashed in Xu Qiufan's eyes.
At this time, Cheng Hai's voice came from behind him.
"Isn't it over yet?"
"Are you done over there?" Xu Qiufan asked.
"Whoa."
Cheng Hai dragged the artist's body in.
That's 700,000.
"Impossible! How can you find this?! The fog demon floated in the air, and his complexion changed drastically.
His fog not only blocks the line of sight, but also misleads the trapped person's sense of direction, similar to a ghost hitting a wall. How does this person see through it?
"What is this? Goblin? ”
Cheng Hai looked at the thing in the sky and squinted his eyes.
As for the fog, there is a forbidden eye, and this thing is nothing.
"We'll talk about that later."
Xu Qiufan stood up straight, faded away from his fatigue, and complained: "In order to wait for you, my clothes were almost cut." ”
"Not good! This guy is pretending! ”
The fog demon's heart shook wildly, and he spread his wings and wanted to run.
"Five elements reversal, dragon binding array, sleepy!"
The loud voice exploded in his heart, and a large area of golden light appeared on the ground, and the fog demon was shrouded in it, and he couldn't move!
"Move, can't move!"
The fog demon struggled frantically, only to see a thunderclap in the sky.
"Heaven and earth are infinite, Qiankun borrows the law, and the sky thunders to lead!"
Xu Qiufan shouted angrily, and a huge lightning bolt slashed down in the sky and fell into his hands.
"No, this is too thick!"
The fog demon looked at the thunder gun in Xu Qiufan's hand in horror and felt the arrival of death.
Xu Qiufan instantly moved to his side, and said with a dark face: "Run for Lao Tzu again!" ”
Rumble!
A loud roar shook away the misty white mist.
Xu Qiufan blew away the cigarette in his hand, and then snapped his fingers, as if a layer of enchantment dissipated around him.
This scene made Cheng Hai secretly amazed.
Not to mention the skill of the god of heaven and thunder, this formation quietly isolates the perception of the fog demon in the fog, and also isolates the connection with the outside world, and the practicality is very strong.
It's no wonder that he hadn't heard of ghosts in Hagikai for so many years.
The people he has met in the past few days seem to be terrifyingly strong......
"What a hassle......
Xu Qiufan moved his sore shoulders and picked up the corpse of the fog demon.
The guy was only the size of a fist, and his skin was so charred that he couldn't see the color. His claws were sharp, and there was a pair of bird feathers on his back, but unfortunately the feathers had been burned out, and there was a burst of fleshy smell.
"This thing is called a fog demon, a type of goblin, and it generally lives in swampy areas." Xu Qiufan explained.
"This is a creature of the earth?"
"That's right. There are many types of goblins, in addition to the fog goblins, there are also water goblins, ice goblins and the like, but the number of individuals is relatively rare. ”
"I remember you said that the elves have some problems?"
"Hmm...... Their nature is simple, but their personalities often have some bias. For example, the fog demon just now is easily tempted by substances. Another example is the flower demon, most of them will do it without saying anything when they see you. ”
Cheng Hai is clear.
After all, in the eyes of the flower fairy, the method of extracting the vitality of the flower and using it for spellcasting is indeed too cruel.
He lit a cigarette and asked, "Are they worth anything?" ”
"It's not worth it, I picked it up and threw it away."
"It's a pity ......"
"Are you so short of money?" Xu Qiufan smiled.
"Why don't you give me some alms?"
"You beg me." Xu Qiufan raised his eyebrows and hinted.
"I'm not good at that." Cheng Hai pursed his lips.
Xu Qiufan is very good-looking, and it is definitely not an exaggeration to say that he is handsome.
But perhaps because of his pampering, his skin is well maintained, and it can be broken by blowing. If it is sold to nightclubs, with this raised eyebrow, it will definitely make many tough guys and rich women crazy, and he can't afford it.
No, why did he think of selling it again......
Glancing at the ghoul on the ground, Cheng Hai wiped the goosebumps on his arm and changed the subject.
"Anyway, what is the meaning of your existence below, you don't lack that money, and there is no shortage of those ghosts below."
"What do you think the big guys need most?" Xu Qiufan asked rhetorically.
Cheng Hai thought for a while and asked, "Power?" ”
"Wrong, only those who haven't been big names think so."
Xu Qiufan said with a smile: "When you rule a realm for tens of thousands of years, money, power, and everything are floating clouds. For them, the most important thing is order, and then there is fun. ”
"Look at me, even if I have a net worth of tens of millions, I go down to the grassroots level to work hard, it's not for fun." He couldn't help but shudder.
"Getting to the point!" Cheng Hai wanted to beat him up.
"The development of human beings is still quite interesting to them, and the big guys below don't want to take the world for themselves, so they won't let ghosts mess around in the world. This is in line with the idea of the human administrators, and so there are us extraditers. ”
Xu Qiufan thought for a while, and said: "But the following is also hierarchical control, under the king of Hades is the judge, under the judge there is inspection, then there is the head catcher, and finally there is the ghost." The above needs order, and the headcatcher almost needs these yin virtues. ”
"That's not still right." Cheng Hai shrugged.
That is, the subject has changed.
Xu Qiufan raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.
"Scattered, scattered."
Cheng Hai extinguished his cigarette and turned back and said, "By the way, come with me to Xiangsheng Street tomorrow." ”
"What are you doing there?"
"I'm short of money."
Cheng Hai carried the corpse, and he specially bought a suitcase before coming.
"But I'm not short of ......"
Xu Qiufan was about to refuse, but found that Cheng Hai's expression was not quite right.
"Do me a favor, I couldn't get in last time I had a feud with a being inside."
"That'...... Okay. Xu Qiufan was reluctantly embarrassed.
"Don't worry, meet at Sweetheart Cafe tomorrow morning. It's not for nothing that you will be helped, and you will be invited to a big dinner in the evening to celebrate that we have captured the artist. ”
……
The lights were still bright in the middle of the night, and Cheng Hai was still reading at night in the room.
It's not over yet.
Because tonight this artist, is fake.
Xu Qiufan had actually discovered the problem of different styles during the day.
And how can a real artist, when you find out that there is something wrong with his work, that the person is already nowhere to be found, put the body in the square with such fanfare?
The most important point is that the system did not give Cheng Hai the task of tracking artists. Instead, a hint that a twisted ghoul quest has been completed jumps up, rewarding a level 1 regeneration skill.
But there are mistakes.
They took this imposter as the real thing, and it just happened to avoid startling the snake.
A cup of coffee was placed in Cheng Hai's hand, and Cheng Yiyi climbed onto the chair beside him.
"Thank you."
Cheng Hai smiled and rubbed her head, suddenly feeling that she had been too violent in the past two days.
Originally, I said that I would take her to study at home in the next two days, but I still broke my promise.
But there's no way around it.
Although the illusion of the ghost has already taken preliminary countermeasures, and there is the last layer of insurance according to Yiyi, it will not be a problem in the short term.
But he met Xiao Ai on the street of the afterlife, which means that she has moved, and if the prophesied son of God is really killed by them, the world may really usher in a catastrophe.
Cheng Hai is not interested in being a hero, but he just looks at these people unpleasantly.
"It's better to settle the artist's matter as soon as possible."
Thinking of this, Cheng Hai leaned back in his chair and lit a cigarette.
His witchcraft is still too weak, and tonight's impostor can still maintain a normal person's level of physical fitness under his withering technique, if it is a genuine product, the effect may not be so good.
He also needed a plan to build on his strengths and avoid his weaknesses.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"
Cheng Yixiu frowned slightly, and quietly moved away.
Cheng Hai opened his mouth, looked at his hands, and then looked at her, and came up with a ridiculous idea.
"I ...... Isn't it time to quit smoking? ”