Chapter 168: Red and White
Brushing –
The Knife Ghost Queen stood up completely, she lowered her head, looked at the wound in her abdomen that was recovering, and nodded silently at Li Ang.
Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately, the operation was very successful and did not kill each other.
Otherwise, there are so many medical troublemakers with two machetes around them, who can withstand it.
The Blade Ghost Queen raised her head and howled to the sky, and the goblins surrounding the crowd immediately retreated and regrouped behind the Queen.
The queen looked at the trembling crowd and stepped out of the way.
"It's... Let us go? ”
Wei Linglan was apprehensive in her heart, and ordered the crowd to reorganize the team, and under the gaze of the sword ghosts on both sides of the road, she moved forward.
Within a few steps, diners noticed that the Queen of Knives and Ghosts was following behind, and many ghosts had regrouped on both sides of the crowd.
After a short panic, everyone immediately reacted that the other party was escorting them.
"What is this? Is there any pay for the surgery? ”
Wei Linglan couldn't cry or laugh, but she was a little more happy in her heart.
If this Wei Yueyan teammate didn't find out the fact that the sword labor ghost queen had a difficult birth, if there was no talent in the team who could help the ghost deliver the baby,
I'm afraid they can only take tough and positive measures to face the ghost group of swordsmen.
At that time, even if two players can carry a small number of people to break out of the encirclement, the remaining diners.... I'm afraid they will all be swallowed up by the demons.
Escorted by the swords, a group of people are walking through the streets without danger.
Sure enough, there was not a single living person in the whole city, but there were a lot of strange ghosts of all kinds.
What floats in the air, a human head as big as a hot air balloon;
A stinky ghost covered in black foul-smelling hair and moving on all fours on the ground;
An underground ghost with red skin, palms and soles that have metamorphosed into three sharp claws, resembling a pangolin;
Shaped like a low blue winter melon, it likes to follow pedestrians and hide behind it.
These dazzling ghosts have their own characteristics,
The only thing they have in common is that they all stare at humans with a gloomy gaze, either jealous or hateful.
Whenever a ghost gets too close, a group of swordsmen will rush up and attack it, tearing it to pieces and eating it.
Occasionally, there are some more powerful ghosts that can break through the defense line of swords and ghosts, trying to quickly raid and take away the living.
It will also be easily split in half by the giant bone knife the size of the door panel of the Knife Queen.
"The types and number of ghosts are really amazing..."
Wei Linglan thought to herself, "Do a hundred ghosts walk at night? ”
Unlike scripted quests, regular quests in the real world are based on reality.
There must be a cause and an effect, and there must be a cause and effect, and this thick fog cannot be produced inexplicably, and the ghosts and monsters here cannot gather inexplicably.
Why is there a fog, and why are there so many types and numbers of ghosts?
Wei Linglan initially thought that this special space, which was similar to the mirror image of Yin City in the real world, would drag people into it and turn them into ghosts.
But judging from the state of the group of sword and labor ghosts, they don't look like they have just been dragged in recently, and it is clear that they have survived here for a long time.
Ecology, the ghosts here have formed some kind of perfect ecosystem, devouring each other and hunting each other.
But what about the most important and basic life-sustaining energy for ghosts, Yin Qi?
Along the way, Wei Linglan didn't feel much of the Yin Qi, and even if there was, it only existed near the ghosts' bodies.
According to the ancient classics shared by the Alien Society and the Special Affairs Bureau, the night walk of a hundred ghosts will only occur in areas with extremely strong yin qi.
Such as the ancient battlefield of blood flowing, the ancient capital city where plagues are rampant, the large tombs where the living sacrifice, and the terrain of the corpse raising ground...
And so on and so forth.
If the yin content is a little lower, it will not be able to support many powerful ghosts - if evil spirits can flow around without yin energy, I am afraid that millions of years ago, there would be only ghosts and no living people left in the world.
"What do they rely on to maintain their shapes..."
Wei Linglan was full of worries in her heart, but she didn't dare to really turn her head and ask the group of sword ghosts (the other party couldn't speak, and I'm afraid she couldn't answer), so she had to hide her doubts and move on.
Walking around the city until they reached a certain crossroads, the swordsmen suddenly stopped their pace and stopped advancing.
"What's going on, why don't you leave?"
The group of diners suddenly became nervous, and looked at Wei Yueyan and Wei Linglan uneasily.
“...”
Wei Linglan exhaled a breath of turbidity and wanted to step forward to ask, but as soon as she stepped out, the Knife Ghost Queen swung her knife violently and slashed at a meter in front of her.
I heard a loud bang, and a deep crack was cut open on the cement pavement, which happened to be between the Daolao Ghost Queen and Wei Linglan.
Wei Linglan took half a step back, watched the other party silently put away the door bone knife, and understood the meaning.
You can only send it here, and you have to walk the rest of the way.
"I see."
Wei Linglan nodded gratefully at the Sword Ghost Queen, comforted the panicked crowd a few words, and led everyone along the intersection again.
Wei Yueyan looked back at the group of ghosts standing motionless at the crossroads, and her brows furrowed deeply.
The strength of the sword and ghost queen is much stronger than her, and she also has a little brother to help,
It can make such a group of bloodthirsty and belligerent goblins stop here... What the hell is going to be on the road ahead...
A group of people continued to move forward in silence, encountering many ghosts on the way, but most of them were worried.
Even without Wei Linglan making a move, Wei Yueyan alone blew up all the powerful ghosts who took the initiative to rush over and attack along the way (by the way, some yin qi)
As I walked, I encountered ghosts less and less frequently, and sometimes I didn't meet a single ghost after passing several blocks.
Obviously there is no threat, but the uneasiness in Miss Chai's heart is getting stronger and stronger,
Powerful ghosts are also like beasts, with a fixed hunting range, and the two ghost kings whose strength is not very different will never approach each other, so as not to cause war.
I'm afraid they've already reached the territory of another ghost king.
Stampede, stomp, stomp.
The sound of dense footsteps like raindrops suddenly sounded at both ends of the road,
Along with the footsteps, there is also noisy, overlapping horn suona music.
It was as if there were two teams of people, one in front of the other, rushing towards them.
Wei Linglan was full of excitement, and shouted in a low voice to the team, "Retreat!" ”
Everyone hurriedly retreated to the side of the road, held their breath, and lay under the eaves of the shops on the street.
The sound of music gradually approached, and through the mist, everyone saw a funeral procession wearing filial piety clothes, throwing yellow paper, holding white soul-attracting flags, carrying coffins, and playing funeral music on the left side.
On the right came a welcoming procession dressed in red, carrying eight sedan chairs, and playing joyful music.
All the members of the two teams, with stiff smiles on their faces, only touched the ground on their toes, and their bodies jumped forward lightly.
Red and white.
The living people held their breath and stared, for fear of making the slightest noise.
Finally, the two teams converged in the middle of the road.