Chapter 507: The Red Cloth Table of the Deserted Factory
The evil creatures all over the street looked there in surprise, but Jiang Qiba, who had completed the lore blow, had already returned to my side after stabbing his hand, and it only took less than a second before and after.
With Jiang Qiba's ability in the middle of the ghost realm to sneak attack a small ghost, isn't it easy?
Since you have encountered a terrible ghost full of evil, then clean it up, anyway, it won't be troublesome.
Regardless of the reactions of the low-level ghosts, Jiang Qiba and I continued to move forward, following the guidance of the map, turning from the main road to the alley, and after crossing several alleys with complex terrain, an abandoned factory appeared in front of us.
According to the diagram, this factory is where the inner core of the soul stone is hidden.
The dilapidated factory covers an area of not small, and most of the walls next to the factory gate have collapsed, and you can see the rows of factories inside.
This place has long been abandoned, but in my eyes, there are at least a hundred Yin spirits roaming around the factory.
They are all low-level ghosts who are not on the table, Jiang Qiba and I naturally don't pay attention to them, but be careful, I flipped my palm, and the Ah Nose Ink Sword had fallen into my left hand, and we slowly approached the factory door.
A dilapidated wooden sign comes into view.
'The Third Food Factory in the Void City'.
Although the handwriting on it is old and broken, it is barely legible, and it seems that this was once a large food factory, but unfortunately, it has long been abandoned.
The two of us avoided a few white-faced and black-eyed imps playing in front of the factory gate, walked inside, looked to the side, and couldn't help but be surprised.
Obviously it is a food factory, but it is good, the open space over there is full of wood, it looks like a newly cut log, a large log about two meters in diameter, piled up into several hills.
Well, the open space is being used by people who are interested in storing logs.
Of course, if it was just wood, it wouldn't have attracted my attention so much, mainly because the Yin Spirit climbing on the log was too conspicuous.
Looking at it from afar, the posture is too scary!
It's like they've broken bones, and when they climb up and down, their posture is twisted to the point of indescribable, and there is nothing more terrifying in the world than this.
In particular, a few ghosts seemed to turn their heads to look over at this side, and I couldn't help but gasp a few times at the sight of their faces.
Their appearance is too poignant, some of their faces are full of blood holes, some lack facial features, their faces are flat, and some of their limbs are incomplete, how can a miserable and miserable relative describe it?
Obviously, they are all lethal Yin spirits, but this appearance is too terrifying, and I feel sorry for the hundreds of thousands of people in the Underworld City who will soon see these things with their own eyes.
I endured my heart palpitations and turned my head back to stop looking at the dead things on the 'log mountain'.
"These yin spirits are not good to die in life, they feel like ghosts who died in vain, such ghosts are too resentful, and it is easy to go berserk and kill people! Even if they haven't committed murder and robbery in the past, but in the Underworld City swept by the tide of ghosts, they may not be able to keep their hearts. ”
The ugly voice of the male ghost Hitomi Qi came to my ears, and I felt that the hairs on the back of my neck were about to stand on end.
"Well, if you can, if you have any ideas, just let Hitomi Hachi speak. Hitomi Seven, your voice is not a question of whether it sounds good or not, but, it's too terrifying! Although I know you very well, I still can't get used to it. "I can't take it anymore.
"yes, yes, you can't get used to it, can you? I've been entangled with this guy for so many years, sharing a ghost body, how do I endure it? When will we be able to separate ourselves completely? I want to be free! ”
When the eight female ghosts heard this, they immediately brought up the old story.
Hitomi Qi closed his mouth tightly and stopped talking, he also knew that what I said was reasonable, and his ghost movements were really harsh and ugly.
"Ahem, ahem." I coughed in embarrassment, regretting that I had mentioned it.
Hitomi Eight is the most disgusted with Hitomi Seven.,I want to live with him in my dreams.,Okay.,I'm not going to open which pot to mention?
At least, with the current strength, we don't have a way to separate the ghost body without harming their souls, and it is estimated that if Zhou Jue is like the Heavenly Power, there will be a better way.
"Hitomihachi, don't worry, this kind of thing depends on chance, but also depends on luck, when I have the ability to reach the heavenly realm, I can help you successfully fulfill your wishes."
I can only be so comforted.
"Tongtian Realm? Is that the Year of the Monkey? Alas, why is my life so miserable? ”
Hitomihachi began to cry, but couldn't shed tears.
"Shut up, don't cry, it's too disturbing."
I was about to faint from crying, Hitomi Hachi spoke very nicely, but once the ghost cried, it was really annoying.
"Woo."
Hitomihachi stopped crying, rolled his ghostly eyes, and his face was full of unhappiness.
"I'll tell you, this place doesn't look fun, but there are treasures hidden here, and I just took you to hunt for treasures."
I hurriedly changed the subject.
"Treasure, what treasure?"
The two ghosts were shocked and spoke together.
"Soul Stone Inner Core."
I'm going to say four words in a nutshell.
"What? Where's the thing? ”
Hitomi Seven and Hitomi Eight's ghost eyes lit up, and sure enough, when it came to the inner core of the soul stone, Hitomi Eight female ghosts couldn't care about self-pity.
"It's in the director's office at the food factory."
The map in my head was shining and marked.
"So what are you waiting for? Let's go to the factory director's office. ”
Jiang Qibaiyi took the lead and ran forward.
"Hey, hey, come back, the office is here." I'm laughing.
Jiang Qiba hurriedly retreated, approaching quickly in the direction I was pointing, looking even more eager than me.
I've discovered in the past few years, nine out of nine ghosts, most of them are greedy for money, and they have heard of dark coins, ingots or treasures or something, even if they are just addicted, they will run faster than others.
"Could it be that after being a ghost, they are more greedy than before they were alive?"
I stumbled and hurried to follow.
Avoiding the wild ghosts swaying from side to side on the road, we came to the door of the factory director's office.
I reached for the door, but it suddenly opened inwards with a 'squeak' sound.
Halfway through, I looked into the office.
It was dark outside, but there was a faint green light in the office, a very faint green light, but it improved the visibility a lot, and in front of the door was a large desk, very old wooden table, covered with a big red cloth.
Behind the large wooden table of red cloth, an obese old man wearing large myopia glasses was looking up.
The old man looked about the same age as Jin Lingzi, both fifty-three or fourteen years old, his hair was half white, he was wearing a formal dress that was popular decades ago, a pen was inserted upside down in his front pocket, and he held a large white porcelain tea jar in his right hand, and the water vapor was steaming, obviously hot tea had just been brewed.