Ke'er propped himself on Yan Junze's shoulder and looked behind.

The crawling corpse was also broken at Yan Junze's feet, although it seemed that this guy was very attentive to his image, but he was unambiguous when he got into a fight.

This crawling corpse that grew up in the space-time map brought a surprise to Yan Junze at this moment.

The rolling pile of corpses quickly followed, and when they reached the street, they still followed Yan Junze and chased wildly.

Since these children were burned to death, although they have been staying in the courtyard of the Lin family, they are not only there and cannot go out, their obsession is to know who the person who left is, and the current people must be together.

So even though it is now known that the person who left is Xiao Ning, but Xiao Long has left again, which is absolutely not allowed.

Fortunately, I have been tossing in the yard for so long, it is close to one o'clock in the morning, and the people at Rock Foot have already fallen asleep, otherwise such a large corpse pile appeared on the street, and I am afraid that the 4747 phone number of the paranormal incident team will be bombarded by the locals of Rock Foot at the same time.

Yan Junze's physical strength is ordinary, although the weight of the ghost on his body is also negligible, but running with something in his hand is not as good as running wildly, it still takes some effort.

Before he could run out of the back street, he was already panting.

The pile of corpses behind him rolled quickly, and the black slime was dripping from time to time as it rolled.

The pile of corpses is naturally sticky, so every time it rolls, there is an adhesive that sticks to it, and then it is thrown off because of the rolling, producing a sound similar to repeatedly pinching plasticine.

When this kind of voice came into Yan Junze's ears, it became as if he was urging his life, making him run with his life all the time, and he didn't dare to be careless.

If it is a martial arts or immortal cultivation worldview, a single little ghost just now can be regarded as one of the seven sons of Quanzhen, but now these little children are equivalent to seven people in one, practicing the Quanzhen Sword Formation, or cultivating the Eight Desolations and Liuhe.

The strength is certainly not the same as just now.

Yan Junze is not in the mood to let the crawling corpse and Ke'er fight with each other, of course, it is impossible to have a miracle with less to win more, and most of the results of the fight end with a break on his side.

Now it's a matter of speed, just run to Building 39 Main Street and you're done.

At this moment, a stone smashed on the back of Yan Junze's head.

Yan Junze's head hurt, turned his head to look, and found that these little guys stretched out their arms from the pile of corpses, and actually grabbed stones along the road, and threw them at themselves after grabbing them.

"Eh, stinky boy, don't you play tricks!"

Yan Junze's brain was smashed so painfully that he couldn't help but scold.

Kerr on his shoulder swooped out and went straight to the pile of corpses.

In the process of pounced, Ke'er's hands and feet quickly lengthened, just like Yan Junze was thrown out by Yan Junze that night to wash his hair, and soon became like a humanoid spider, pounced on the pile of corpses.

"Ahhhhhhh......h

There was a flurry of scratching and biting, Kerr's attack was unexpectedly swift, large pieces of black slime falling, half a finger, charred pieces of flesh, and so on.

Immediately, Ke'er flicked her legs, returned again, and landed on Yan Junze's shoulder.

At this point, we have entered the main street, and Building 39 is not far up.

Yan Junze, who was out of breath, held Xiaolong and sped up his pace, and his legs, which were already like being filled with lead, were as if they had been beaten again, and quickly rushed out more than fifty meters at this moment, and came to the target building.

As if with an induction, Ye Zhennan's ghost appeared at the door of House 39 almost at the same time, with a fluttering white dress, and at a glance he saw the "coke" son in Yan Junze's hand.

"That'...... That one...... Hey...... Hey......" Yan Junze, who couldn't support it anymore, threw Xiaolong directly in front of Ye Zhennan, and said breathlessly: "You ...... Son...... Hey...... Be...... Burned...... Burnt ...... Hey...... Hey, just ...... He. ”

In the next second, the pile of corpses behind him rolled and chased after him.

Yan Junze immediately took Kerr and the reptilian corpse into the node, turned to face the pile of corpses, and stood beside Ye Zhennan.

Ye Zhennan seemed to see the situation clearly, and his eyes suddenly became sharp, staring at the pile of corpses rolling over.

As the pile of corpses approached, she opened her mouth and a long tongue poked out, directly shattering the pile of corpses that had melted into a ball.

Heads, severed arms and legs, fingers and toes, and charred pieces of flesh seemed to be drizzling all over the ground in front of Building 39.

There is no longer a child in good condition.

"So fierce?"

Yan Junze was stunned, and saw that the broken objects on the ground were still for about ten seconds before they began to move slowly, converge, and regroup.

But this time, these little guys suddenly became very quiet, gathered in a regular manner, and there was no sound at all, and they did not dare to step forward again.

It seems that we still have to drop one thing and one thing.

Yan Junze summarized the experience of this "ghost chasing" on the side.

At this time, Ye Zhennan had already grabbed her son Xiaolong, looking at the completely unrecognizable child, she was still sure in her heart that this was her real child.

"Mom." The little dragon spoke.

Gently hugged Ye Zhennan.

Ye Zhennan also silently hugged Xiaolong.

Yan Junze was a little unexpected, and the expected scene of crying and crying and hugging each other did not seem to appear.

It seems that the TV series is all deceitful.

Ghosts, all they want to accomplish is their obsession in life.

"Child, mom is wrong," Ye Zhennan said softly: "Mom didn't take care of you." ”

Yan Junze stepped aside, leaving time for the mother and daughter to talk, staring at the pile of corpses on the side of the street that did not dare to move anymore.

At this moment, the pile of corpses seemed to be staring at Yan Junze, revealing resentment and unwillingness.

"Okay, I'm going to challenge Jiang Ruixin's record too." Yan Junze came to his senses, staring at the pile of corpses without blinking.

However, not long after this staring battle began, a hint came from the space-time map that the mission had been completed.

[The Woman Who Hanged Herself is Panicked (Medium), Completed, Gain 300 Extradimensional Energy.] 】

[Throw the handkerchief, tremble and tremble (medium), completed, gain 600 points of extradimensional energy. 】

Yan Junze raised his head, and saw Ye Zhennan pulling Xiaolong to the pile of corpses that he had been waiting for, as far as his eyes could see, Xiaolong glanced back at his mother, and his body slowly merged into the pile of corpses.

After the left Xiaolong successfully returned to the team, this pile of corpses did not leave, but disappeared transparently directly under Yan Junze's nose.

Ye Zhennan turned around and walked towards Yan Junze.

"Your obsession is complete, and you can leave home on 39." Yan Junze smiled.

"Thank you." Ye Zhennan nodded, her expression calm.

Yan Junze still sat on the steps and asked, "What do you ghosts understand by the word 'freedom'?" ”

Ye Zhennan was slightly stunned, but did not answer.

Maybe she thinks it doesn't matter, or maybe for ghosts, there is no such thing as "freedom".

"Okay." Yan Junze was not ready to care so much, and stood up.

A moment later, a miniature of a woman in a white dress appeared in the 12th node.

[Obtain Zhenzhen Long-Tongue (Advanced Wanderer), Current Opinion: Friendly]