The headless ghost instantly turned into a black fog and dissipated, the street lights on the side of the street finally dimmed completely, Yan Zhen rode a bicycle through the black fog, and the speed under his feet did not slow down at all. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"It seems that the lady is telling the truth, and every magic weapon she sells me is genuine." Yan Zhen swung the peachwood sword in his hand twice and inserted it back behind his back.

A low-level ghost like a headless ghost, Yan Zhen encountered at least twenty of them just after midnight, and they were all solved by him in one move.

But he didn't relax because of this, no matter how much the little minions killed, they were just consuming his own physical strength, and these low-level ghosts didn't show him the way according to what he wrote, but blindly attacked regardless of it, which made him very worried.

He didn't know if it was because the content he had written was invalid or something else, so he needed to prove something urgently, and he was eager to meet a few powerful guys.

After wandering around the street until 1 a.m., Yan Zhen stopped cleaning up the low-level ghosts, and he found a café to boil water and make a cup of coffee.

By the way, he sat down on the comfortable sofa to rest, and his fingers were a little stiff from the cold holding the warm cup, and the alternation of hot and cold made him sneeze.

He remembered reading a saying that from 0:00 a.m. to 3:00 a.m. is the most cloudy time of the day, so ghosts make the most noise.

It was half past one in the morning, and he hoped to run into the kind of goblins that would work for him the rest of the time.

The coffee exuded heat, Yan Zhen took a sip, he didn't like the bitter taste of coffee, but he needed it to refresh himself, killing low-level ghosts for a long time made him slow to react.

Xiao 7 patted Yan Zhen's bulging pocket at this time and said, "Ah Zhen, can you give this beautiful bell to someone?" ”

Yan Zhen listened to its twisted tone and smiled lightly: "Yes." ”

He didn't expose some alien who was afraid of ghosts and still made excuses, so as not to hurt the pride of its killing machine, so he took out the demon bell in his pocket and tied it around Xiao 7's neck.

"Ah, it's so pretty!" Little 7's exaggerated praise is simply a snake painting.

"Well, that's good." Yan Zhen cooperated kindly.

Xiao 7 hugged his waist and rubbed his chest with his cat face, making Yan Zhen start to suspect that it was developing in the direction of a human pet.

After struggling to drink a cup of unsweetened black coffee, the hour hand pointed to two o'clock in the morning, Yan Zhen walked out of the coffee shop, and the situation on both sides of the street outside the door changed somewhat.

Countless black shadows floated on the side of the street, but they didn't flock to Yan Zhen, more like watching from the middle of the road, Yan Zhen had a bundle of glow sticks strapped to his bicycle, although the light was weak, but it was enough for him to see the outline of those blurred shadows on both sides.

They were all humanoids, all of them resembling the scene of a car accident, and the mutilated limbs could tell that the death was extremely tragic.

Of course, they were just some broken shadows, and Yan Zhen didn't see their faces.

No shadow came near him, and all who had heads and hands, without exception, turned their heads to him and pointed in one direction.

"Finally...... Show me the way! Yan Zhen smiled, just in time!

There were rows of ghosts and ghosts on the side of the street as road signs, and Yan Zhen rode a bicycle, turned a few streets in a row, and successfully came to a building.

——Zhoushi First Hospital

There are six big characters hanging on the main building of the building, and the ghosts that guide the way are gone here, and the open hospital gate is as silent as death.

Yan Zhen didn't go in directly, he stopped at the door, took out a bottle, and used a handkerchief to apply the liquid in the bottle to his face and limbs.

"What's this?" Little 7 asked curiously.

"Black dog blood." After Yan Zhen finished speaking, he thought that Xiao 7 might not understand the purpose of this thing, so he explained: "It is said to ward off evil spirits. ”

"Then smear some of it!"

"You don't want this body anymore? Blood stains are not easy to wash. ”

"Change it again, give me some!"

Yan Zhen had no choice but to apply some to it, and although the smell was unpleasant, it was nothing compared to what he had smelled in the stomach of the saucer monster.

Walking into the gate of the hospital, he saw that the door of the outpatient building was also open, and there was a faint green light inside, probably an emergency light or something.

Yan Zhen walked up the steps in front of the stairs and walked into the hall with slow steps, where a young girl in a nurse's uniform sat in the guide desk.

She smiled at Yan Zhen and made a 'please' gesture with a standard movement, pointing to the direction of the stairwell.

It seemed that he was asked to go upstairs, Yan Zhen didn't immediately follow her guidance to go upstairs, he walked to the guide desk and smiled politely at her.

A puff of smoke cleared, Yan Zhen withdrew the peachwood sword, this time he didn't insert the sword back behind his back, but even pulled out the money sword and held it in his hand.

To enter the stairwell, you must first pass through the elevator, the emergency light in the hospital hall is on, Yan Zhen saw that the elevator door on the first floor was also open, and a pile of corpses inside had been seriously decomposed, no wonder he smelled the rancid smell as soon as he entered the hall.

The dead body in the elevator made his mind move, and he pushed open the door of the stairwell, and as soon as he reached the exit of the third floor, he heard someone laughing in the hallway.

The laughter was empty, as if it was far away, but it could be heard as a child's voice, the third floor was pediatrics, and it was not strange to have children, but there were children in a ghost building, it must be a little ghost.

Yan Zhen was not interested in the little ghost, he raised his leg to continue walking to the fourth floor, and suddenly, the laughter was closer.

"Uncle......" A childish voice arrived behind him almost instantly.

Yan Zhen swirled his sword, and this time his sword missed, and a dark green face covered with green tendons hung upside down, hanging above his head, not behind him.

They were almost on top of their heads, and Yan Zhen even felt her long hanging braids sweep across his face, but he didn't dodge and pushed his head upwards hard.

Now he is basically immune to all disgusting, terrifying, and bloody, and he looks numb, and the good thing is that he thinks that this terrifying-looking ghost is much more beautiful than a stenching corpse.

The bruised face was pushed up by Yan Zhen, and he immediately let out a scream, and he wanted to escape, but Yan Zhen slashed out with a sword, chopped it on its face, and shaved off half of its cheek.

Wisps of white smoke came out of the wound of the strange-faced ghost, and it also screamed and turned into flying ashes, Yan Zhen ignored the ash that fell on his clothes, turned around and continued to walk upstairs.

"Hey, that black dog blood really works, thanks to you smearing it on the top of your head!"

"Eighty percent of the top ones are even more powerful."

"Understand, this is someone's nest, it's strange if you don't have any precautions~"

"If I can't control the situation for a while, you can find a way to escape."

"Yo, is this for me to abandon you? Sensei, I'm single-minded! ”

"Flee so that you can avenge me."

"Your mission never said that the target can't be killed by someone else, that is, the so-called accidental death, such as the Round Star Man." Little 7 spit out a sentence lightly.

It said, "I didn't want to tell you so early, do you think I'm going to be able to kill even a human?" ”

Countless images passed through Yan Zhen's mind, and since Yuanxingren died in a car accident, he knew that writers could die in accidents.

But he never thought that with Xiao 7's ability, speed, and full firepower, he would be completely capable of killing a writer.

It, or he, no one took the initiative to mention this matter, Yan Zhen ignored it, Xiao 7 deliberately didn't mention it, and now it suddenly brought it up, making Yan Zhen's heart suffocate in an instant.

In fact, when he was in Ling City, Xiao 7 had already shown a certain tendency, and at this moment, Yan Zhen recalled every word it had said, and for some reason, it quickly calmed down.

He said in a calm tone, "You want me to pass the mission of Paradise and become the one who lives to the end." ”

This time it was replaced by Xiao 7 and was surprised: "When did you know?" ”

"Now." Yan Zhen said extremely calmly.

"You guessed it."

"Is there a reward?"

"Yes, I'm not going to let you die."