"crunch-"
The bus leaned to one side, and there was a harsh sound of metal parts rubbing against the body, as sharp as it could pierce the eardrums.
The five slender fingers like dead branches slowly grabbed the door, followed by disproportionately slender arms, thighs, and the tall man folded his spider-like limbs into the narrow door.
The temperature in the car dropped immediately, and the dark air permeated the muscles and bones.
Ye Jia narrowed his eyes.
This is a kind of hungry ghost, which mutates in the rich nourishment of resentment in the game.
They are cruel and greedy, insatiable, love to torture their prey, and only eat each other when they are desperate and fearful. What's worse, their skin is extremely hard, invulnerable, and has almost no weaknesses.
And this one he just happened to know.
It is a dungeon boss that Ye Jia encountered shortly after entering the game.
Although it was only B-rank, Ye Jia was inexperienced at the time and suffered a loss on it, and barely managed to save his life.
However, Ye Jia was not very worried that the other party would recognize his face.
In the game, players do not enter the dungeon with the real face of the real world - now, I have to say, Ye Jia is very glad that there is this rule in the game, otherwise he may be able to see the spectacular sight of the long queues in front of the house of various ghosts. .
However, the breath is difficult to hide and change.
—Especially for hungry ghosts with extremely sensitive senses of smell and taste.
So Ye Jia was really not sure whether he would be recognized by the other party.
Cheng Ce was stunned.
All of a sudden, all the details that were ignored just now rushed into his field of vision:
The deadly carriage, the motionless passengers, and the foggy, dark windows.
Cheng Cezhi suddenly widened his eyes and took a deep breath.
At that moment, 800 slang words whizzed through his mind.
… I rely, two days in a row, once a day.
What the hell is this luck? !
Cheng Ce's legs softened.
However, after all, it was considered an experience, so this time he successfully stabilized and did not faint.
The content of the training session comes back to mind.
Cheng Cezhi lowered his voice and said shiveringly to the man standing behind him: "Ye, Brother Ye, don't, don't worry, I, I activated the emergency call device, Zhan, the combat department will be able to come to rescue us soon, Just hold on, hold on for a few minutes..."
Most of the ordinary people who work in the Occult Authority and have no ability are more likely to attract ghosts than civilians because they often deal with unnatural supernatural phenomena, but they do not have enough self-protection ability, so they are often equipped with emergency calls. device.
When activated in a life-threatening situation, the devices are able to send their last coordinates to the communicators of nearby Combat Section personnel.
As an ordinary person, Ye Jia also has one, but he has never used it.
After listening to Cheng Cezhi's words, Ye Jia withdrew his hand without a trace.
It's a pity, if he hadn't been distracted for a few seconds just now, he wouldn't have missed the best opportunity to knock people unconscious.
The little black hand squatting on Ye Jia's shoulder slowly reduced his figure and moved under his collar little by little, trying to block his existence.
There seemed to be something agitating and struggling under the pale face of the hungry ghost, without a mouth, but the voices came from all directions:
"You shouldn't be here."
There was a hiss in his voice, like a cold-blooded reptile, with a creepy undertone.
Cheng Cezhi broke out in a cold sweat in an instant. He supported the back of the bus seat with his hands, barely keeping his soft noodles-like legs from sliding down, summoned up his courage, and stammered:
"Yeah, sorry... me, we can get off right now..."
"It's okay," the other party gave a weird laugh, and the twisted slender limbs made a creaking sound: "I don't mind a snack on the way."
Cheng Cezhi: "…"
This topic can't go on!
The man with slender limbs like a spider stepped forward, his half-bent body stretched instantly, filling the space at the front of the bus, and his arms like dead branches reached forward:
"It smells so good..."
he hissed.
Although there were no facial features on his face, Cheng Cezhi could clearly perceive that the other party's eyes moved away from him and slowly moved behind him.
Then, he stopped very clearly, and even the pace of moving forward stopped in the middle.
"Well... the smell on your body..." The protrusions under the skin rolled more and more violently, as if they had caught some familiar smell, and became more and more hideous.
It thoughtfully: "Okay..."
"Thank you." Ye Jia interrupted it without changing his face: "It's a men's perfume."
man:"… "
Cheng Cezhi: "…"
Ye Jia: "I can give you the store address if you like."
The air stopped instantly.
After hearing Ye Jia's answer, Cheng Cezhi couldn't help but his eyes darkened and he almost fainted.
Specter's sanity is often distorted and eroded by powerful resentment, and even doing nothing may anger the other party...
Not to mention this almost provocative tone!
He was instantly heartbroken.
It's over, it's estimated that his little life is really here.
Not surprisingly, after an extraordinarily long few seconds, an angry roar came from the hungry ghost's throat, and then, the thin and slender limbs like shadows moved, attacking the two of them in a nearly twisted posture. —
Ye Jia was quick-witted, pulled Cheng Cezhi's collar back and dodged the opponent's blow.
Cheng Cezhi rolled his eyes and stumbled backwards.
"What about the protective device issued by the bureau?" Ye Jia approached the opponent's ear and whispered quickly, "Now, activate it!"
Cheng Cezhi stretched his hand into his pocket with difficulty.
In the next second, with the sound of "bang", an invisible aura instantly popped open, wrapping the two of them like a hamster ball. The space inside the bus was small, and the man's flat and thin limbs were instantly pushed against the wall. edge.
It was thoroughly infuriated.
A large opening slowly opened from the chest, as if it was a huge mouth, and inside it was a circle of sharp shark-like teeth.
It gnawed and gnawed, and the sphere creaked overwhelmed.
Immediately afterwards, with a "chi" sound, the car door was slowly closed, and the engine started, causing the body to vibrate slightly.
The bus continued slowly into the fog and darkness.
This is not a good thing.
Ye Jia quickly glanced out the window.
- Support has not come yet.
If that's the case, then we can't wait any longer.
The stronger the Specter's ability to create ghosts, the larger the area covered by ghosts, and the concept of time and space here is different from the outside world. If you wait any longer, it will be more difficult to explain after the matter is over.
"Crack-"
Under the fierce offensive of the opponent, the sphere was overwhelmed and cracked open after cracks, as if it was about to shatter.
At that moment, Ye Jia raised his hand and grabbed the little black hand that was clinging to his collar, and without hesitation threw it towards the tall and thin man lying on the sphere.
The little black hand screamed: "Aah!!!"
There was a momentary stagnation in the opponent's movements.
At this moment, Ye Jia seized the opportunity and slashed Cheng Cezhi's neck with a knife.
Cheng Cezhi fell down.
"Ah ah ah!" Xiao Hei put his hands softly against the tall and thin man's face, and his screams became even more miserable.
The man was outraged.
His body suddenly stretched and elongated, and his slender limbs covered most of the entire carriage in an instant. The protection ball that gets in the way in front of you—
"Bang!"
The protective ball exploded into shattered crystals, floated briefly in the air, and then disappeared like a spot of light.
It's now.
In the dark and swaying dark carriage, the slender figure of the young man was like a dark piercing light and dust in the sky, rushing towards the figure of the evil ghost without dodging and avoiding—
An excited sneer came out of the big serrated mouth, waiting for the food to be delivered to the door.
There is no need to cover up.
Another extremely aggressive ghost aura exploded in the carriage, and that familiar aura made Li Gui wake up for a moment from the chaotic rage.
Its body froze suddenly.
It seemed as if the dusty memories had been awakened and suddenly appeared in front of its eyes. .
wait... this...
Taking advantage of the moment when the hungry ghost was stunned, the young man smiled slightly, and then without hesitation he stretched his hand into its huge open mouth.
-Indeed, none of the props in the game can penetrate the very hard skin of hungry ghosts, but they are not without weaknesses. Their fang-filled jaws are both their strongest weapon and their only weakness.
When they are provoked and prey, they open their mouths to the widest extent.
This is also their weakest moment.
Ye Jia looked at the pale face that was less than a few inches away from him, the smile on his lips deepened, and he greeted it friendly:
"haven't seen you for a long time."
The next second, the black shadow in his palm condensed.
"Stab-" A huge sickle penetrated the opponent's belly, tearing its body directly from the inside.
"Ahhhhh!!!" The tall and thin Specter roared in pain, his slender limbs swayed and danced wildly like dead branches in a gust of wind, and the vigorous ghostly energy almost shredded the bus, but the color of its body But it is rapidly fading, as if being absorbed from within.
Ye Jia turned his wrist, and the huge sickle instantly cut the Specter's body in half, the snow-white sharp blade cut through the air, and Sen Han's coolness of the knife slashed across the wall of the bus—
As if fading, the clean and tidy appearance in the bus gradually dissipated like a reflection in the water, revealing the decadent wall that had been rusted by the years.
This is an empty old bus, which seems to have been outdated for a long time, tattered, as if it will fall apart at any time.
The fog outside the window is dissipating.
"—and, goodbye."
Ye Jia looked down at the lingering ghost lying on the ground, and added calmly.
The back of his hand was scratched by the opponent's sharp teeth, blood dripped down his fingertips, and the sickle in his palm disappeared, leaving no trace.
I saw that the half body of the hungry ghost in front of him was completely transparent, and the rich black ghost energy quickly drained from its wound.
It was still screaming and roaring, but the weakness in its voice could not be concealed.
The little black hand quickly retracted Ye Jia's shoulders in a panic, clutched his collar tightly, and screamed:
"Ah, ah, you scared me to death!"
"What's the panic?" Ye Jia took the time to glance at it, somewhat inexplicably: "Its mouth is not on its face."
Little Black Hand: "..."
Grass.
… cannot be refuted.
The escaping ghost energy slowly surged in all corners of the bus, rushing towards Ye Jia against the ground.
It was as if there was some terrifying existence, quietly lurking in the seemingly slender body of the young man in front of him, hungry and greedily sucking and devouring all the energy around him, quickly transforming the ghostly qi in the air into his body. The blood vessels, became his bone blood, became part of his body.
On the back of the white hand, the bright red wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the end only a pale pink trace remained.
At that moment, the little black hand suddenly froze.
It seemed to sense something, and instinctively turned to look at the young man who was holding the collar by himself.
The cold and wet mist slowly dissipated, and the dazzling noon sun shone through the window glass.
The profile of the young man's face is pale and clean, the thin fluff on his cheeks can be clearly seen in the sunlight, his eyelashes are lowered, his expression is calm, and there is a seductive serenity. different.
Little Black Hand looked at Ye Jia suspiciously.
Was it just an illusion
Why does it feel... The smell of this human body suddenly became a little...
fear
The bus has now been completely restored to its original state, and although it has only been running in the fog for a few minutes, the urban street outside the window has disappeared, leaving only a deserted ridge.
Ye Jia looked at the hungry ghost on the ground, and his expression suddenly became a little complicated.
"What's the matter?" The little black hand's attention was diverted. It grabbed Ye Jia's collar, followed his line of sight, and looked towards the ground with a poking head: "Did you find any clues?"
I just heard Ye Jia sighed faintly: "Did you know? The salary of the combat department is six times that of the logistics department."
Little Black Hand: "..."
Ye Jia: "And the benefits are even better."
Little Black Hand: "..."
Ye Jia: "I'm working in the combat department with the salary of the logistics department. I'm so tired."
Little Black Hand: "..."
Ye Jia: "I want to take a vacation."
The little black hand fell into a long silence.
- So it must have been an illusion just now.
At this moment, about to dissipate, the already confused hungry ghost seemed to be stimulated by his words, and suddenly struggled, the pale face lifted up and faced Ye Jia directly, hissing in his throat. Vicious voice: "ACE... It's actually you... Hahahahahaha, do you think that after you leave the game, everything will be fine? Your name on the hate list will disappear after your soul is dissipated... Hehe, hehehe …”
Ye Jia's eyes darkened slightly.
Hate List...
About this, is what the little black hand said true
"The king will come to you..." The hungry ghost gave a bitter laugh: "No one can get away with something like that..."
Ye Jia: "???"
and many more
do what
But before he could ask anything, the hungry ghost disappeared as soon as the voice fell.
Ye Jia took a deep breath, then stretched out his hand and pulled the little black hand off his shoulder and shook it:
"What did I do? You know what it said?"
Little Black Hand replied hesitantly, "I... I don't know..."
Ye Jia shook harder.
"Wait wait!" The little black hand was dizzy and shouted: "Okay! Okay! I just heard..."
Ye Jia asked, "What did you hear?"
The little black hand stammered: "It's just... it seems... you have given up on Wang at the beginning and the end... what... or something..."
Ye Jia: "..."
Wait, what
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A turbulent sea of blood.
The pitch-black land slowly seeps out blood and gathers into the silent and surging river of blood. The mutilated remains, the bones are piled up, and the white and scarlet are mixed in everything, forming a bloody country of death.
This is a field.
No one can know how powerful its owner will be if it can build a field that is unimaginably huge.
In the center of the realm, in a huge throne made of white bones, a man sat on it with his eyes closed.
His eyelashes moved.
As if sensing something, the man slowly opened his eyes.
His pupils were a deep dark red, like a condensed sea of viscous blood, slowly surging up and down in the silent darkness.
He looked in a certain direction, his pupils shrunk, like a cold-blooded predator who finally caught his prey, and a fleeting icy smile appeared in the depths of his eyes.
finally.
In the next second, a bloody breeze swept past, and the corpses made a gurgling sound.
On the throne of white bones, the figure of the man slowly faded away, and finally disappeared.