"Click!"

Until half of the head of the old man in the shroud turned into ashes in the scorching smoke.

Jiang Sheng, who was holding his jaw tightly with his right hand, slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The "sun" projected by the black cat is almost invisible to others, because Jiang Sheng uses the refraction of light by air.

Even using the sky as a lens, the collected sunlight was focused on one point, and it was brutally stuffed into the eye sockets of the old man in the shroud.

So in the eyes of Yang Momo and the others, Jiang Sheng just hit a fleeting light on the face of the old man in shroud.

And then the head of the old man in shroud.

It's like ice cream "melting".

Yes, "melted".

The light energy collected by the sky lens greatly exceeded Jiang Sheng's expectations. Therefore, when using this whimsical trick, the spiritual energy consumed by the black cat is also huge.

Even if it weren't for its palm, which coincidentally became the coordinates and anchor point of the light, the "attack" that fell at the speed of light was not at all within Jiang Sheng's control.

I want to accurately and quickly refract the sunlight scattered in the atmosphere into a randomly assigned few square millimeters.

This seemingly simple focus actually requires extremely complex calculations.

It is no exaggeration to say that if it were not for the inspiration that is far beyond ordinary people.

So that the black cat can use pure intuition to make many correct choices, plus there are cloud ghosts to help.

Jiang Sheng should not have been able to do this thing.

Thankfully, it did.

Although it will be limited by many conditions, Jiang Sheng has indeed mastered a new ability.

And at the cost.

It is the people who live in other places who have lost half a second of light.

The sky should have been dark for a moment.

It's just that ordinary people are still difficult to perceive these details.

……

"It's over?"

On the pavement of Tong'an Street.

Yang Momo, who finally folded the test paper, looked at the dried corpse pinched by Jiang Sheng in his hand, and asked stupidly.

"It's over."

Jiang Sheng nodded and replied.

Then he let go of his hand, and the corpse fell to his feet.

"You're really fast."

Yang Momo, who didn't know what to say, stepped forward to examine the old man in the shroud.

"It's your movements that have slowed down."

Jiang Sheng shrugged his shoulders tiredly.

"The other person seems to have the ability to do this, and I can feel it, and it is trying to influence me. But because I'm a spell, only my spirit is disturbed."

"Is that so?"

His expression suddenly bowed slightly, and Yang Momo could be regarded as approving Jiang Sheng's judgment.

Immediately after, the girl had already put her hand on the shoulder of the dried corpse.

"It's really strange and weird, it has an entity, but there is no spirit on it. Even though he has no soul, he still has powerful spiritual energy and calamity in his body."

"There is no soul."

Jiang Sheng lowered his head and looked at the broken torso of the old man in the shroud.

The body involuntarily, absorbing the spiritual energy and calamity that escaped from all directions.

"So, like the Human-faced Dog, it's a puppet controlled by humans?"

"That's right." Yang silently pondered for a moment, and then moved again to dispose of the old man's body.

"Two puppets appeared in a row, and both of them were carrying good combat power. Do you think the mastermind behind this is a weird collaboration?"

"If there's a rat, you should catch it, no matter where they come from."

Looking at Yang's silent and solemn expression, Jiang Sheng said calmly.

Then he summoned the cloud ghost and the raincoat, and devoured the calamity of the old man in the shroud.

Keeping these things will do you more harm than good.

But used as rations for cats, poured

It is just right.

……

looked at the two ghosts that suddenly appeared, one covered in rotten flesh and the other with loose skin.

Lin Yanhe, who wanted to secretly watch Jiang Sheng and Yang Mo from the corner, shrank her neck again.

Sure enough, in terms of appearance, it is still a guardian spirit like Jiang Sheng, which is more acceptable.

No, it's not just a little.

The black cat boy or something, it's too enviable in comparison.

The difference between it and other ghosts is like horror, and the difference between it and otome is okay.

But then again, whose guardian spirits are the two new ghosts here?

It's so cold, my breath feels like I'm frozen.

Is it because I've seen something I shouldn't be looking at?

It stinks, I want to vomit......

Zombies, cat demons, and ghosts.

Is this the world of the supernatural?

How can I protect my family in such a world?

If only I could have some special talents.

Thinking about it, Lin Yanhe's eyes looking at Zhuang Yuan gradually mixed with a little envy.

There is no doubt that compared to the current self who can only sit and wait for death. The girl in front of her, who has been favored by monsters, does have enviable capital.

But what Lin Yan didn't know was.

Behind Zhuang Kite, there is a story of regret.

No one can forgive, forgive their own already difficult life, and then be fooled by others.

Zhuang Kite wants revenge, so she attracts the attention of the monster.

……

"Dead?"

In the temporary stronghold of the strange synergy, as the tall and thin man reported it completely, Humpty Dumpty's current situation.

On the other end of the phone, a hoarse voice finally came.

"Yes." The tall thin man nodded flatly.

"The body functions are not seriously damaged, but the brain is no longer moving, just like the computer PU has been burned."

"Brain dead?"

The tone of the person on the other end of the phone was gloomy.

"Maybe, I'm not sure yet."

The tall and thin man lowered his eyes helplessly.

"Because there are still a few nerve endings, there are still a little burns."

"Waste, I told him a long time ago, don't experience death easily."

On the phone, the voice seemed to be a little annoyed, but it quickly readjusted its mood.

"Forget it, death is death, this weekend, the boss will arrive in Blue Mountain City, this time you must cooperate and kill Bai Guanji, don't go wrong again."

"I understand." The tall thin man agreed in a deep voice.

"What to do with the fat man's corpse?"

"Hmph, what should I do, send it back to feed the dog!"

"Yes, I know."