The evil creatures all over the street looked there in surprise, but Jiang Qiba, who had completed the lore, had already returned to me after a stab, and it took less than a second before and after.
Wouldn't it be easy to attack a little ghost with Jiang Qibashi's mid-stage ghost realm's ability
Now that I have encountered a ghost full of evil spirits, I cleaned it up easily, anyway, no trouble.
Regardless of the reactions of the low-level ghosts, Jiang Qiba and I continued to move forward. Following the map, we turned from the main road to the alleys, and after crossing several complex alleys, an abandoned factory appeared in front of our eyes.
According to the picture, this factory is where the soul stone core is hidden.
The dilapidated plant occupies a lot of space, and the wall next to the plant's gate has collapsed.
This place has long been abandoned, but in my eyes, there are at least a hundred ghosts wandering around in the factory.
They were all low-level ghosts who were not on the stage. Jiang Qiba and I naturally didn't pay attention to them, but I was careful. I flipped my palm and the Abimo sword had fallen into my left hand, and we slowly approached the factory gate.
A dilapidated wooden sign came into view.
'Mingxu City Third Food Factory'.
Although the above handwriting is old and broken, it can barely be distinguished. It seems that this place used to be a large food factory, but unfortunately, it was abandoned long ago.
The two of us avoided the few white-faced and black-eyed little ghosts playing in front of the factory.
Obviously it is a food factory, but it can be poured. The open space over there is full of wood. It looks like it is newly felled logs. Large logs about two meters in diameter are piled into several hills.
Well, the open space has been used by someone to store logs.
If it was just wood, of course it would not attract my attention so much, mainly because the yin spirit climbing on the log is too conspicuous.
Looking from afar, the posture is too scary!
They are like having their bones broken. When they climb up and down, their posture is indescribably distorted. There is no more horrible scene in the world than this.
Especially there are a few ghosts who seem to turn their heads and look at this side. When I see their faces, I can't bear to take a few breaths.
Their appearance is too harsh, some faces
There are blood holes, some lack facial features, their faces are flat, and some have limbs. How can one be described as miserable and miserable
Obviously they are all evil spirits that are not lethal, but this look is too terrifying. I think that the hundreds of thousands of people in Mingxu City will see these things with their own eyes soon, and I feel sad for them.
I endured my heart palpitations, turned my head back, and stopped looking at the dead things on the'Log Mountain'.
"These yin spirits weren't dead before they were alive, they feel like ghosts in vain. Such ghosts are too grieving and easy to run away and kill! Even if they haven't committed a murder before, they are in the ghost city swept by the tide of ghosts and monsters. , They may not be able to hold the original mind, once the precepts are opened, they will not be able to hold them back later, the Yin is a good method."
The unpleasant voice of the male ghost pupil hit my ears, and I felt that the vellus hair on the back of my neck was about to stand up.
"Well, if you can, if you have any ideas, let Hitomi Still can't adapt." I can't stand it anymore.
"Yeah, right, you can't adapt, right? I have been entangled with this guy for so many years, sharing a ghost body, how did I endure? When will we be completely separated? I want freedom!"
Upon hearing this, the eight-girl ghost of Hitomi immediately brought up the old matter.
Tong Qi closed his mouth tightly and stopped speaking. He also knew that I was right. His ghost movements were really harsh and unpleasant.
"Cough cough cough." I coughed awkwardly, regretting mentioning it.
Hitomi eight dislikes Hitomi Qi the most. In dreams, she wants to live with him separately. Okay, don't I open which pot or lift which pot
At least, based on our current strength, we still have no way to separate the ghosts and bodies without harming their souls. It is estimated that if Zhou Jue had such a great power, there would be a better way.
"Hitoba, don't worry, this kind of thing depends on chance and luck. When we have the ability to pass the sky, we can help you fulfill your wish smoothly."
I can only be so comforted.
"Tongtian realm? How about the year of the monkey? Oh, why is my life so bitter?"
Hitomichi began to cry, but couldn't shed tears.
"Shut up, don't cry, it's too disturbing."
I was about to faint from crying. Hitomichi speaks very nicely, but once the ghost cries, it is really annoying.
"Woo."
Hitomi stopped sobbing, rolling his ghost eyes, his face full of discomfort.
"Tell you guys, this place doesn't look fun, but there are treasures hidden here. I just brought you treasure hunting here."
I hurriedly changed the subject.
"Treasure, what treasure?"
The two ghosts were shocked and spoke together.
"Soul stone inner core."
I simply said four words.
"What? Where is the thing?"
Both Tongqi and Tongba's ghost eyes lit up, and indeed, referring to the inner core of the soul stone, the ghosts of Tongqi and Tongba couldn't bother to blame themselves.
"It's in the director's office of the food factory."
The map in my head was shining, and the markings were extremely clear.
"Then what are you waiting for? Go, let's go to the factory director's office."
Jiang Qiba took the lead and ran forward.
"Hey, hello, come back, the office is here." I laughed and laughed.
Jiang Qiba hurriedly retreated, and hurriedly approached in the direction I was pointing, looking more anxious than I was.
I've found out in the past few years that nine out of ten of the ghosts are mostly greedy ghosts. I have heard about coins, ingots, or treasures. Even if they just have an eye addiction, they run faster than others.
"Could it be that after being a ghost, you are more greedy than before?"
I slandered and hurried to keep up.
Avoiding the wild ghosts swaying from side to side on the road, we came to the front of the factory director's office.
I reached out to push the door, but the door suddenly opened inward with a creak.
My hands were frozen halfway, and my pupils looked into the office tremblingly.
The darkness is shrouded outside, but the office is shining with a faint green light, very faint green light, but it has improved the visibility a lot, facing the door is a large desk, a very old wooden table, covered with scarlet red cloth.
Behind the red cloth wooden table, an old man with a fat body and a large myopia was looking up.
The old man looks about the same age as Jin Lingzi. He is fifty-three or four years old. His hair is half white. He wears a formal dress that was popular decades ago. He has a pen in his front pocket and holds his right hand. A large white porcelain tea mug, steaming, obviously hot tea just brewed.
(End of this chapter)