The negotiations with Fulin went quite smoothly. Facts have proved that even the princess of the Necro Kingdom can believe in science. Who told you that ghosts can't believe in science?

If Cheng Ying travels to the haunted world with his current skills, he will definitely be able to knock on the blackboard at the ghost with the teaching materials, explain to them what the first law of psychic transmission is, and tell them what is the wave-particle duality of spiritual power. .

If the ghost doesn't listen to it, then it will be a pointer to go down. If you don't listen, you will send back to copy the textbooks to ensure that they will all be materialist fighters after graduation...Um...War ghosts!

Although Fu Ling was not really beaten, the edged textbooks were still very convincing. Fu Ling had to sign a series of unequal agreements with Cheng Ying to lose power and humiliate the country to ensure that after returning to the Kingdom of the Necropolis, it would be strengthened. The construction of spiritual civilization in the country improves the scientific and cultural level of the people, so that every ghost who walks at night will be able to read "Introduction to the Basics of Psionic Energy."

After Fulin left, the ghost swamp returned to its former calm, only the smell of **** was the same as before.

This time the two stopped staying, and flew straight to the Temple of Faith at high speed. The next step was to find a way to clear the level.

Jumo Island is the education of prisoners. Since it is a prison, there will naturally be prison guards. These guards are the hands of rubbing, the soul of imitation, and the heart of fear.

Chengying explained to the ice emperor the abilities of these guards: "The ability of Rubbing Hand is to guess the box with others. If he wants to win, he can only win by the guessing. If we lose to him, then we will be printed on On the ground, it turned into a dark silhouette.

This guy will be fooling, he can know what you want, so the normal test is bound to lose. I can change the move the moment he shoots, or think of scissors in my heart, but the cloth is thrown out. It is not difficult to get him. .

The soul of imitation can become like us and cause trouble. This is not a big problem as long as he doesn't give him a chance to drop the package.

The only troublesome thing is the heart of fear. Without erasing one's fear, there is basically no solution when encountering that thing, so if you encounter it on the road, just bypass it. "

After Chengying explained, the two finally met the first guard, Rubbing Hand, and he stood at the end of the ghost swamp.

Knowing the strategy, Rubbing Hand had no chance. This little boss, who knew nothing but guessing, was tragically rubbed on the floor by his own ability.

The two successfully arrived at the Temple of Faith and got the follow-up task to enter the bottom of the Temple of Faith, summon and defeat the Wandering God.

The bottom of the temple is not difficult to find. Chengying found it smoothly. At the bottom of the temple, there is an altar with frescoes beside it. Obviously, as long as you solve the puzzles in the frescoes, you can know how to summon Wandering God's.

"Well... I don’t need you to tell me this time, I have found a hint!" Bingdi took advantage of Cheng Ying’s spoiler, and pointed to the pattern on the mural: "The picture above is the altar under our feet. These two The picture should be the way to summon the wandering god."

The two paintings that Bingdi pointed to were very abstract, but the meaning could still be seen.

The first picture shows a few people standing on the altar and peeing, making insulting gestures. There is an angry wandering **** on it. Although the painting is very abstract, it is not difficult to tell from the red eyes that the opponent should be very angry.

The second picture is more abstract. The altar is replaced by a bunch of fur. The Ice Emperor guessed after watching it for a long time. This may be a person with long hair, probably referring to a woman, the wandering **** who appeared this time. The expression is much more kind.

The answer to this puzzle is obvious: "Sacrificing beautiful women and making insulting actions can summon the wandering god, but the difficulty of the boss summoned by different methods is definitely different."

Cheng Ying nodded affirmatively: "Yes, the anger version summoned by the vertical middle finger, even if it is us, it is quite laborious to clean up. If it is to sacrifice a beautiful woman, then the difficulty is very low."

When Bingdi heard the words, he pretended to show a frightened expression: "You...you won't just...sacrifice me to the boss!"

"Ah...It's not really a sacrifice anyway, it's just to seduce him down...Uh...well, if you don't want to, it's okay to raise your middle finger."

Is the game important or the wife important? Of course the game is important! After all, games can accompany you for a lifetime, and your wife may never have...

"But... that would increase the difficulty of the game!" The Bingdi was wronged, but the next moment he showed a little devilish smile and took out a mop from his suitcase.

"Why don't you sacrifice the image! Anyway, the Wandering God can't do anything to you." As he said, the ice emperor broke the excellent mop, leaving only a mop head.

Cheng Ying: "..."

Although there was such a scene in the original book, he didn't want to experience it at all!

But the Bingdi had already started, the mop head was used as a wig by Bingdi, and it was buckled on his head, and forced him to the altar.

"Come on! It's up to you!" Bingdi gave Cheng Ying a thumbs back.

Cheng Ying: "..."

What can he do? Of course it's my wife's happiness...

...

"Oh ha ha ha ha..." Suddenly, a burst of hearty laughter came.

The voice was full of magnetism, deep, and long-distance. Only a gap in time and space opened above the altar, and a figure slowly descended from it.

Its eyebrows are picturesque and majestic as mountains. Between the gestures, there is feminine beauty and elegance, but also the strength and coldness of men.

"Hehe... believers, very good, you have sent me a lovely girl again, I can't wait..."

The Wandering God fell from mid-air ~lightnovelpub.net~ and leaned over to look at Chengying. The next moment, he could not make a sound like a chicken caught in the neck.

The ideal is full, but the reality is that you will take out the silicone on your chest and throw the mop on your face to tell you that I am a man!

Chengying can't be said to be ugly, but the contrast between the image of the mop head and the beautiful woman is too great. Before the wandering **** has recovered from the mental shock, Chengying has already stuffed the mop into his grown-up mouth. Homeopathic yelled: "Punish him!"

The Ice Emperor, who was waiting for a long time, rushed up with a knife, holding a huge kitchen knife. It was a blade that had to be broken by the demon attached to the butcher of Heaven. The opponent's defense is higher.

Pouch!

Flesh and flesh splattered, the wandering **** stared at Cheng Ying straightly until he died. After eating his face, he was grabbed by the merchant. Swallowing manure and committing suicide are not the same.

[To be continued]

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