"Smack!"

With a loud bang, Zhang Luo sat down in the viscous pool, and the pungent smell of blood hit his face, making him a little dizzy.

He stood up and rubbed his aching thighs, looking down at the pool beneath him.

-- What caught my eye was a dazzling red. At this time, he was standing in a huge pool of blood.

Surrounded by stumps and severed arms of monsters, these limbs that clearly did not belong to humans, all of them were unusually neat, and they all looked like they had been cut off by sharp knives.

"This can't be a cauldron or something, right?"

Staring at the pitch-black skull floating above the pool of blood at his feet, Zhang Luo felt an ominous premonition rise in his heart.

Immediately afterward, a silver light confirmed his judgment:

"Click!"

The razor-sharp blade tore through the void and slashed toward his neck. Even though he hadn't cut anything yet, there was a loud tearing sound.

Between the lightning and flint, Zhang Luo's body reacted instinctively, retreating backwards with the terrifying speed of bringing out the afterimage, and dodged the opponent's killing blow.

"Bell!"

The bloody broadblade slashed down, chopping a nearby skull in half. At this time, Zhang Luo had already taken a step back and shouted: "Keep people under the knife!" ”

“……”

After he spoke, the other party really paused the offensive. Realizing that his inference seemed to be correct, Zhang Luo shouted again: "I am a human being, don't kill me!" ”

- Although some students were involved in the alienation space, the corpses in the blood pool were obviously all monsters, and there were no human corpses.

The slaughterer encountered this time. It doesn't seem to kill people, but rather to kill monsters here. To put it this way......

"You're human?" A rough male voice with a little confusion came from the darkness next to the pool of blood.

"Yes, I'm an ordinary person who strayed here." Zhang Luo casually. Then he added: "Can you let me out first?" This place is killing me. ”

The suffocating smell of blood hit his lungs wave after wave, even if he didn't hate the smell, Zhang Luo still had a feeling of being out of breath.

"Okay, okay......" As the person who wielded the knife just now spoke, as if he had turned on some switch, a scarlet light suddenly fell from the top of his head.

Zhang Luo took advantage of the strange light and set his eyes on the front side, and what caught his eye was a man who could only be described as a "butcher".

It was a tall man with an angular facial contour and a powerful force. He was wrapped in a brown turban on his head, a bloodstained coarse cloth robe, and carried the broad-bladed broadsword that had almost hacked Zhang Luo to death just now. Overall, it's basically a typical tough guy image.

At this time, this big man, who was almost three meters tall, was squinting his dark eyes under his heavy eyebrows, looking at Zhang Luo with interest, and a kind smile appeared on his blood-stained rough cheeks:

"How could humans end up in my pot?" He asked.

"I accidentally fell off it." Zhang Luo looked around as he spoke. Observe the "kitchen" where you are.

Aside from being several times larger than the usual kitchen in a human dining room, this greasy room covered in tiles is basically indistinguishable from a real-world kitchen. Of course, the ingredients inside are so curious. It's not at all comparable to a human kitchen......

Zhang Luo walked out of the pool of blood, wiped the blood on his face casually, and jumped off the board where the monster's bones were flat. Gazing at the very traditional ancient cooking utensils in the room, he asked the man in front of him, "Are you the chef of Huangquan?" ”

"Yes. I've been cooking for thousands of years, so just call me 'Cu Ding'. "The strong man with the butcher's knife in his hand. He threw aside the misshapen arm he was holding in his left hand and patted his chest heroically.

"I heard about your deeds in my junior high school Chinese textbook." Zhang Luo smiled, then suddenly thought of something, and pretended to say casually: "Your way of speaking is quite modern." ”

He still remembered that the last time he faced the divine supporter possessed by Taishan Mansion Jun, Taishan Mansion Jun obviously spoke ancient texts. But what this Ku Ding said was in the vernacular through and through.

Hearing this, Ku Ding stretched out his left hand and grabbed the hair on the back of his head, and said with a smile: "I also just learned, Lord Taishan Mansion suddenly let our subordinates learn vernacular for some reason. It seems to be stimulated by something, hehe. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Luo immediately realized that his ridicule of Taishan Mansion last time had actually promoted the reform of the Netherworld. But that's not the point now......

"For everyone's sake, for the sake of everyone being the descendants of Yan and Huang, can you tell me what happened here?" Zhang Luo asked.

"Oh, yes." Ku Ding, who had no chest, seemed to be very talkative, and immediately gave a simple and crude explanation: "Someone has opened the gate of Yellow Springs. ”

"I know." Zhang Luo sighed weakly: "The question is, can you close the gate of Huangquan?" If this continues, the world will be doomed. ”

If the gate of Yellow Springs is allowed to continue to open, it will undoubtedly cause disastrous results. Hearing his words, Ku Ding immediately nodded: "Now we are dealing with it, but ......"

"But what?" Zhang Luo asked.

"Only by suppressing all the ghosts that escaped can the gate be closed, and if it is closed now, there will be dead souls left in the world to do evil." Ku Ding said and put the big knife in his hand on the board, and shook his head helplessly: "You must cut the grass and eradicate the roots." ”

"I see, these ghosts are trapped in the school by you, right?" Zhang Luo immediately understood what the other party meant.

Before, he felt that in the state of the opening of the Yellow Spring Gate, only this school had been alienated, which was really abnormal. Now it seems that Huangquan obviously wants to close the door as well, but before it can close, a series of cleaning work needs to be completed. But......

"Where has Lord Taishan Fujun gone? If it were him, it would have been easy to do, right? Zhang Luo recalled the scene when he met the god in the paper mill.

Just a human being possessed by a part of the power of Taishan Mansion Jun can instantly sweep away all the ghosts within a radius of dozens of kilometers, if Taishan Mansion Jun himself takes action, it will be easy to clean up the ghosts wandering in this school!

"Lord Taishan Mansion and his subordinates are taking care of other affairs." Ku Ding explained: "My lord sent me to deal with it, but ......"

Speaking of this, Ku Ding couldn't help but sigh again: "There is a powerful ghost who is too strong, and even I am not his opponent." ”

It seems that even the butcher in front of him has ghost opponents that cannot be solved. However, in terms of how to deal with ghosts, Zhang Luo has a "unique skill" that is no less than black and white impermanence:

"Where's the ghost? I might be able to help you get rid of him. He laughs.

-- No spirit can resist the super strong signal emitted by the weather controller, even if it is a ghost king-level existence, under the bombardment of the ultra-high frequency microwave transmitter, it will be wiped out without suspense!

"Can you?" Ku Ding frowned slightly, staring at him suspiciously.

"Trust me, just tell me 'where to go, kill a few.'" Zhang Luo smiled confidently. (To be continued.) )