"Why don't you turn around?!"

Listening to the angry rebuke of the big-headed ghost behind her, Feng Xue didn't plan to talk, but just took out a pack of Mai Lisu from her pocket, tore open the package, and threw it back......

"Damn, what did you [beep-] eat for Lao Tzu...... Vomit~! ”

Listening to the increasingly weak scolding in his ears, Bi Xian turned his head cautiously, and saw that the big-headed ghost was like a guinea pig that had been electrocuted, falling to the ground and smoking, looking at the black smoke slowly floating from his body, he couldn't even maintain his ghostly appearance.

"How do you know he has to turn back before he can attack?" Bixian was a little curious about Feng Xue's judgment, but Feng Xue said as a matter of course:

"His teleportation is obviously abnormal, if it can really be used casually, there is no need to do so much work in the back before, just bite it down, but the fact is that he is hallucinating and calling my name, and he pounces behind me and opens his mouth, no matter how you look at it, it is a posture that must comply with the rules to launch. Of course, it doesn't matter if I guess wrong, he won't bite me anyway. ”

Hearing this, the pen fairy was speechless, looked at the big-headed ghost with only a little phantom left, took out his small notebook, and wrote "death" on it.

In an instant, the body of the big-headed ghost exploded, and then turned into black mist and poured into the pen fairy's small book.

"What level?" Feng Xue asked casually, and Bixian said with some disgust:

"Miscellaneous Wraiths, Curse Strength is very low."

"Then keep it as dog food." Feng Xue pouted indifferently, but the pen fairy said quietly:

"Listening to the master's words, the two sisters are afraid that they will be unhappy."

"Where did you learn the tea language?" Feng Xue frowned and glared at the pen fairy, and before she could say a line such as "This is mine", she waved her back into the pen, raised her feet and continued to walk towards the cemetery.

Anyone who has played an old-school RPG should understand that if you can't meet anything when you go through the maze, then the eight achievements are on the wrong track.

On the other hand, since there are ghosts blocking the way, it must be the place to go to the target.

"Although ghosts still have no elements, labels, or entries, the characteristics they show have a certain regularity, and the probability of being a phantom derivative has increased."

Feng Xue was thinking about the logic of the operation of the ghost system in this world, but she had already passed through the woods, and the structures of old-fashioned tombstones + tombs had already appeared in her field of vision.

The tomb bags and tombstones here look like they are all made of cement, although this is normal for modern tombs, but in the supernatural world, it always makes Feng Xue feel like sealing the ghost in the grave with cement.

However, thanks to the cement products, if it is the kind of grave made of soil, if it has been left unattended for so many years, it has long been recycled by nature.

"The tombstones look quite formal, and there is no perfunctory feeling of uniform production, it should not be the type of death overnight and then a public collective burial, but considering the situation in the village under the mountain, there is an obvious conflict, as if ...... The ghosts in the village and the ghosts buried in this grave are not of the same family. ”

Thinking of this, Feng Xue couldn't help but shake her head, after all, what the five little ghosts were pointing to was obviously this tomb.

"Anyway, I've done the task first, and we'll see what else this game can do." As Feng Xue spoke, at the front of the cemetery, in front of the cement tablet of "XX Village Cemetery", which was about blocked by the game and caused it to be difficult to see the first few words, she set up the incense burner, took half of the incense she kneaded out and lit it, and inserted it all into the incense burner, then lit a fire in the brazier, threw a third of the paper into it, and walked in while holding the brazier.

With each step, he took out a few pieces of dark paper and dipped them in the fire, and threw them into the air in a gesture that would be warned by the fire department in a civilized society, but he said aloud:

"The edict of the Taishang, the lonely soul of Chaoru, the ghost of everything, the four lives are gracious.

"The one with the head is super, the headless one rises, the gun is killed, and the rope is suspended by diving.

"Death in the open and in secret, unjust death, creditors and wrongdoers, begging for their lives.

"Kneeling in front of my platform, the gossip shines, stands out, and transcends others.

"For men and women, bear their own responsibilities, rich and poor, by your own recruitment.

"Rescue the people, rush to overbirth, rescue and others, rush to overbirth."

Feng Xue had an excellent grasp of the rhythm of burning paper, and when she walked to the end of the cemetery, the paper in her hand happened to be scattered, and the paper ignited by the flames continued to rise and fall in mid-air under the action of the hot air, sprinkling a few wisps of burned black ash from time to time.

Feng Xue counted the number of tombstones, put incense on them one by one, and waited until all seventy-one tombs had been saluted before he got up and opened his game panel.

It's just that what makes him frown is that the optional tasks in the game have not been completed!

"What's going on? Isn't it really the grave mentioned in the mission? ”

Feng Xue looked up at the top of the mountain, but caught a glimpse of the black clouds that had pressed down the mountainside, and ghost fires rose in mid-air, converging behind him like frightened little beasts.

But what is surprising is that these ghost fires did not condense a big ghost behind him like a normal horror movie, but shrank into a ball crampedly, obviously a pile of flames, but it looked like they were shivering.

"Good fellow, am I really on the wrong grave?"

Feng Xue saw that the black clouds on the mountain were getting lower and lower, and then looked at the few incense sticks left in her hand, and finally simply lit them and inserted them in the incense burner at the entrance of the cemetery.

"Thank you!"

"Be careful!"

"Woo woo woo ......"

All kinds of whispers floated from behind her, but Feng Xue only felt that the titanium crystal ring on her little finger was slightly hot, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise up.

"Bold! Your Excellency is here, and you dare to laugh? ”

A slightly sharp voice sounded in Feng Xue's ears, but Feng Xue said calmly:

"Didn't you say you wouldn't trouble me?"

Hearing Feng Xue's words, as if he was afraid that Feng Xue would mention the matter of incense, the ghost suddenly jumped out and reprimanded angrily:

"What do you mean I want to trouble you? Why do you go to the grave of these untouchables, but you don't go up to the mountain to see your superiors? ”

"Untouchables?" Feng Xue raised her eyebrows, but she looked at the tumbling black clouds behind the ghost, and the corners of her mouth flashed with disdain, but the coffin ghost didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at all, and praised it very hard:

"That's right, this mountain is the royal tomb of the Venerable, what crime should you be guilty of when you come to worship the mountain but don't respect the Venerable One?"

Feng Xue listened to the other party's lines, and said in her heart that she was afraid that she was not an idiot who watched the play stupidly before her death, so she couldn't help but say: "Then you made a contract with me, but now you are breaking the contract and breaking the high-secret, what crime should you be guilty of?" ”

"Jokes, I just don't ......"

Before the words fell, the ghost suddenly covered his throat in pain, and translucent silver needles drilled out of his fingers, and the cold light on the tips of the needles felt pain in his eyes just by looking at it.

(End of chapter)