"Musashi-kun, why, why are there two men with such strong aura in my world, they, they are definitely not ordinary people, they are definitely people in metaphysics, damn, didn't I tell you to exorcise ghosts and close the school, why? , why let them enter my world!"

The old Onmyoji was very angry, like a tyrannical beast, and in the depths of his pupils, there was a faint flash of blood, as if there were extremely terrifying demons hidden in the depths of his soul;

"Master Xichuan, it's my negligence! Those two people are not ordinary. The nearby ghosts that I forcibly enslaved were completely unable to stop them. This is my negligence and mistake!"

Musashi knelt on the ground, his head buried very low.

"I... don't want to hear the explanation." The old Onmyoji Nishikawa spit out these words in a low voice with great majesty, "Our ghost faction in Japan has been pushed to the edge or even about to cut off the inheritance. At this point, even to open the ancestral realm of the sect, we can only sneak to China, just to collect some mundane red dust, if we even do this, we can't do it, if we can't continue to control this ancestral realm. If the sacrifice goes on, we are a ghost sect, maybe there is really no need to continue to exist."

"No, Master Xichuan, as long as we are still here, the One Ghost Sect will never cut off the inheritance. I will immediately deal with those two people myself to ensure the successful completion of this sacrifice."

Musashi slapped his forehead heavily on the ground, then got up, took out two beads in his hand and threw it on the ground.

"boom!"

A stream of yellow smoke dissipated, but it quickly dissipated, but after the yellow smoke dissipated, there was no Musashi in place.

...

The terrifying face of the boy outside the car did not make Xiong Zhiqi feel too frightened, because he had gone through so many group missions with the highest fatality rate, and the more terrifying things he saw were really gone. This little thing is just a pediatrician. Xiong Zhiqi even deliberately hung up the neutral gear, pulled the handbrake, retracted the seat belt, and opened the door. got out of the car.

When his feet hit the ground, Xiong Zhiqi felt a little sticky under his feet. He looked down and saw that the boy's face had been stepped on by himself. The whole face has been completely distorted, but the cracked mouth opened a strange arc at this time, as if smiling at Xiong Zhiqi...

"Shame."

Xiong Zhiqi spit on the ground, then stepped on the face with his feet again, and then walked down, and then the little boy got up from the ground. It floated up, levitated, turned into a black smoke, and enveloped Xiong Zhiqi.

When the cloud of black smoke was about to cover Xiong Zhiqi, Xiong Zhiqi turned around and saw that one of his hands had turned iron red, exuding an air of extreme yang. Then, Xiong Zhiqi stretched out his hand. Grab towards the black smoke.

"what!!!!!!!"

When Xiong Zhiqi's hand touched the black smoke, a shrill cry came from the black smoke. The cry was not a child's cry, but an adult's cry.

"I call you paralyzed!"

Xiong Zhiqi clenched his hands gradually. The cloud of black smoke was gradually forced to be compressed, until Xiong Zhiqi clenched his hand into a fist, the cloud of black smoke collapsed and disappeared!

Breathing out a breath, Xiong Zhiqi was not happy to kill a wild ghost, and looked around. He found that he should have been taken by a ghost passenger to a place that did not belong to the world.

There are actually quite a few examples of this in reality, especially for some taxi drivers, there are often stories of some colleagues taking strange guests to a strange place. If you are lucky, you can Come back soon, if you are unlucky, you may be in that place for a long time and wait until dawn before you find yourself parked in a garbage dump or a stinky ditch. This is a ghost passenger.

At the foot of Xiong Zhiqi is a country gravel road. This is really a big joke. You must know that ten minutes ago, he was in the center of Shenzhen city.

As soon as he came, he was safe. At this time, Xiong Zhiqi also assumed the posture of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, and walked directly along the path. Soon, a roadside stall appeared on the side of the path.

The stall is a hunchbacked old man wearing a kimono and stepping on clogs. The stall in front of the old man is similar to a form of Oden snacks that are very popular on the street now. The square grids are boiled, meat or vegetarian. and these dishes were strung together by bamboo skewers. At this time, white smoke curled up on the stall, and the fragrant bursts of fragrance made people unable to help their lips and teeth.

Xiong Zhiqi is famous for its delicious food. At this time, it seems that he has completely forgotten what a strange place this is, and he doesn't care whether the old man in front of him is a real person. He really feels a little hungry by himself now. So he wants to eat.

"Hehe, what you want to eat, choose yourself, you're welcome."

The old man in kimono is very kind, and his voice is also gentle, as if there is a magic power that can be trusted.

As expected, Xiong Zhiqi took the bamboo tube from the booth and began to choose skewers of his favorite dishes. Xiong Zhiqi likes to eat meatballs, so basically, he chose all kinds of skewers.

"Checkout." Xiong Zhiqi said.

"Eat first." The kimono old man said with a smile.

Xiong Zhiqi nodded and did not reject the old man's proposal, but instead of eating with bamboo sticks, he used his fingers to pick up and eat one by one.

When he first started eating, the old man was smiling, but the more Xiong Zhiqi continued to eat, the more ugly the old man's face became.

Xiong Zhiqi ate faster and faster, and the old man's face became more and more blue. In the end, the old man even squatted down with his chest covered. Obviously, he was extremely uncomfortable.

Xiong Zhiqi had a cold smile in the corners of his eyes, and continued to eat the food in the bamboo tube. In the end, the old man was even prostrate on the ground and started to crawl on the ground with his hands and feet.

Then, the old man's hand disappeared;

Immediately after, a leg disappeared;

Then, the organs of the old man's body began to disappear little by little.

When Xiong Zhiqi had a full cough, the old man had only one face left on the ground. This face was full of unwillingness and resentment.

Xiong Zhiqi squatted down, stretched out his hand, shook it in front of the old man, and said:

"After being purified by my hands, the so-called food you made with your own body immediately became a tonic to nourish my soul. It was you who took the initiative to dedicate yourself to me. Of course, I won't tell you because of this. Thank you, because your original plan was to let me eat a part of your body, and then you transformed me into a clone of you."

Xiong Zhiqi clapped his hands, put the last meatball in the bamboo tube into his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

The old man's face began to twist, and finally, it began to evaporate. In the end, only a clean kimono and a pair of clogs were left on the ground.

"What is this place? Why are the ghosts here all like weak chickens, and all IQs are in arrears. Which idiot is here to keep these idiots in the enclosure?"

Xiong Zhiqi said to himself, but this time, when he was talking to himself, he quickly received a response. A cloud of yellow smoke rose from behind Xiong Zhiqi, and then, a man in a yellow ninja suit walked out of it. .

"This is not where you should be!"

Musashi's voice was decisive, with an air of decisive killing.

"Fuck, not only is there something wrong with the ghost's brain, but this person's brain is also a bit stupid."

Xiong Zhiqi turned around and said while rubbing his wrist.

...

Here is Xiong Zhiqi's hometown, the old apartment building.

In the room below Xiong Zhiqi's house, there is a zombie, and, at this time, a catwoman.

Catwoman's body was tied with metal ropes, and her body was stuck with dense silver needles. She looked extremely miserable. However, this kind of pain and torture that ordinary people could not bear, Catwoman endured it all without a word. .

These days, she has suffered all kinds of inhuman tortures. It was Zhao Zhu's daily blood draw, and later, to aggravate and maintain her injuries, and then deliberately made new injuries on her body.

In short, Zhao Zhu kept Catwoman in a state where she was on the verge of death but could not die, so as to prevent Catwoman from secretly recovering from her injuries.

At this time, although Catwoman's face was calm, the doubt and tension in her eyes were very clear and obvious;

From the toilet position, there were continuous loud growls and teeth grinding, which was the sound of zombies;

Originally ~lightnovelpub.net~ zombies were sealed by Xiong Zhiqi and Zhu Jianping, but when Catwoman was also locked here, Zhao Zhu proposed to remove some of the seals on the zombies;

The zombies whose sealing effect has been weakened have regained a lot of their autonomy. At the same time, Zhao Zhu, Zhu Jianping and Xiong Zhiqi, within three days, there must be someone who will come here and give the zombies a chicken or a goose, a live poultry. , to supplement the blood food for the zombies, this little bit of blood food just keeps the zombies feeling hungry.

The specific meaning is actually to let the zombies act as a kind of back-hand. If something happens to Zhao Zhu and others, or something unexpectedly delays, then no one will deliver the blood food and the zombies whose sealing effect has been weakened will be Will try to break free from the seal in the bathroom and run into the living room.

And in the living room, lying down is the dying Catwoman.

This night, happened to be the third day, this night, Zhao Zhu was sent to the bed in the villa of Qilin Mountain Hospital by Beiyue, Xiong Zhiqi and Zhu Jianping, inexplicably entered another world, so this night, they couldn't bear the blood. The zombie that eats **** uttered another roar followed by the doctor's roar, and finally broke out of the seal... (To be continued.)