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As soon as Brother Jue uttered these words, Doomsday Strike turned into white light and left the script.
It's just... Although the person is dead, the large amount of blood that flowed out when he struggled on the ground is still there, and those "things" that bully him from the darkness are aimed at this blood.
"Ah—" Not long after, the rustling sound gradually turned into a clear moan.
Approaching together with those voices... are thin, hunchbacked strange figures.
"Hmm...'ghost', right..." Feng Bujue stood there calmly, looking at the translucent "human" shadows with cold eyes, and said in his mouth, "judging from the clothes and numbers...it should be the ghosts in Liuhe Town. The townspeople are gone."
While Brother Jue was speaking, the ghosts of those townspeople had passed through the wall one after another, surrounding him from all directions.
"If there is no accident, it must be attracted by the fresh smell of blood..." Feng Bujue moved quickly while muttering, "Let's see what they will do..." After saying that, he stepped on it vigorously. , passed over the heads of those ghosts, and flew onto the wall.
"Ah-ah-" Some of the ghosts who were closer to Brother Jue reacted when he flew over his head, but after he flew past quickly, they only screamed a few times, and had no intention of catching up.
After a while... all the ghosts gathered around the pool of blood on the ground, knelt down like animals, and began to frantically lick the dark red liquid on the ground.
However, Brother Jue immediately discovered...the tongues of these ghosts can't touch the entity at all, whether it's the soil on the ground or the blood gradually soaking in the soil...they can't lick it. Moreover, those ghosts will not touch each other. Many of the ghosts kneeling beside the bloodstains have "passed through" each other's bodies, overlapping each other like projections.
"That's weird..." Feng Bujue murmured, "Since these monsters can't touch the surrounding solid matter, and can't interfere with their own kind, how do they 'stand' on the surface..."
Just as he was thinking, something changed before his eyes.
But see... the pool of blood left by the doomsday strike. Under the "licking" of the ghosts...it gradually turned dark red, and...began to emit a stench.
Although the pool of liquid was not physically touched by the ghosts, this "change" undoubtedly occurred after the ghosts approached.
"So... if you keep those monsters close, the blood will 'corrupt' like this..." Brother Jue, who witnessed this process with his own eyes, his thinking also started running rapidly, "Open trauma... the smell of blood ... Attracting nearby monsters... Blood changes in the body..." A series of keywords flashed in front of his eyes, twisting into a chain of reasoning, "That is to say... In this game, once the wound is bleeding, it must be dealt with very thoroughly Otherwise, you will be entangled by ghosts..." He looked down at the group of evil ghosts under his feet, "Although the movement speed of these monsters is similar to that of old people walking around, they can ignore obstacles and even ignore each other The collision volume of the ... is moving in a straight line towards the target. It's easy to deal with in open places, but if you are chased by them in a relatively narrow or dim indoor environment ... it will be quite bad."
When Brother Jue was analyzing, the blood on the ground had completely turned into a dark red "stinky blood". At the same time, those ghosts seemed to have lost interest in the liquid.
After a few seconds, those ghosts raised their heads one after another... and looked at Brother Jue on the wall.
"Huh? What is this for?" Facing this chilling scene, Feng Bujue's expression remained unchanged. He muttered, "Could it be that you..."
The thing he referred to by "could it be" happened in the next second... I saw those ghosts raised their arms with twisted movements, and floated up one after another...
"Very good..." The reason why Brother Jue said "good". It was because the situation in front of him just explained the question of "how do the ghosts 'stand' on the ground" that he thought of before.
"It turns out that you were just 'floating' close to the ground just now..." Feng Bujue muttered, putting the blood-stained kitchen knife and the Thunder Orb back together in his luggage, "Then let me see...you guys Will it respond to a living creature without a wound on its body... "
Obviously, Brother Jue is experimenting again.
Under the dim moonlight. In the bloody courtyard, a large group of eerie ghosts groaned creepily and slowly surrounded you... This scene is like a horror movie. Many viewers who were watching the live broadcast raised their hairs.
But Feng Bujue... just stared at the dead fish eyes, nonchalantly, testing the bottom line of various settings in this script.
"Uh-uh..."
After Brother Jue put away the kitchen knife, the ghosts didn't stop moving immediately, and the moaning continued.
But after a few seconds, when the lingering smell of blood dissipated in the air... the flying speed of the ghosts slowed down significantly; in addition, their crooning full of "hunger" also stopped.
After a few more seconds, the ghosts' movements almost completely stopped, and they seemed to have lost their target, spinning in circles.
After about thirty seconds, these monsters all fell back to the ground...or in other words, they floated to the same height as the ground, and then began to move towards some shadows where the moonlight could not be seen...
At first, Feng Bujue just watched their actions silently from the top of the wall, until the ghosts scattered and floated a distance of more than ten meters, he suddenly opened his voice, and began to sing with a groan: "Yo... the descendants of Dashan... love the sun~ The sun who loves you~ the people in the mountains..."
His sudden move first startled all the spectators who were watching the game, and then... people were stunned, and after a few seconds, they couldn't help bursting out laughing.
...
"Hey, hey... This guy is definitely [beep—] a psychopath..."
"Hahahaha... I can't do it... What is this?"
"Hahaha... It scared me when I opened my throat... But what the hell is it for..."
"Brother Jue! You can still be friends without singing!"
...
Of course, Brother Jue doesn't know the audience's reaction now, and he doesn't care how the audience will react. He raised his voice these few times, just to test the "reaction mode" of the ghosts.
As a result... the ghosts ignored him unconvincingly.
When Feng Bujue sang the line "The folk songs here line up side by side, and the folk songs here line up side by side", all the ghosts who gathered here just now disappeared from his sight. From a data point of view... Once these monsters walk into the shadows where the light cannot reach, they will enter a place similar to "phase space" and disappear temporarily.
"Hoo..." So far. Brother Jue finally breathed out, and stopped his singing, "Well... It seems that these guys only follow the 'sense of smell' and don't respond to sound or picture..."
Thinking of this, Feng Bujue shrugged his shoulders: "Forget it... at least he has mastered the monsters' behavior." After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave here.
However...
At this moment, a gust of wind hit the face from a forty-five-degree angle directly in front of Brother Jue.
Feng Bujue's reaction was really fast, at this moment of lightning, he actually leaned back instinctively. Barely dodging the attack with an extreme posture... let the chopping wave fly past his nose.
"I [beep—]" Then, Brother Jue yelled and cursed, took advantage of the opportunity to catch a sideways kick that made Newton mad, moved sideways for one meter on the wall, regained his stature, and shouted to the front, "Come on!" Who is it?"
"Do I really need to report myself?" At this time, the captain of the Corpse Knife Team 1 [First is the King] was already standing on the stone road outside the courtyard wall. He holds a fierce sword. Brother Jue, who was looking at the high place, replied, "According to my estimation...Crazy Captain, you must have studied our team's game video before the game, right?"
"Oh~" Feng Bujue quickly recognized the other party, "I don't know who it is~ So it's Captain Xianye..." He pretended to draw his voice, and continued. "As expected of being the captain of the Corpse Knife Team I... You found me so quickly."
"You..." The corners of Xianyewei Wang's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and his tone revealed a deep pain, "...in the middle of the night... standing on the wall... singing two-thirds of the song "Eighteen Mountain Road" "Bend"..." At this point, he paused for two seconds. Organized the language, "Let me put it this way... As long as people are within a radius of one kilometer... Even if they didn't hear the gunshots before, they will definitely come over to have a look..."
"Oh~" Feng Bujue replied. While calmly taking out his military shovel from the bag, "I never thought that you, Captain Xianye, could also report the title of the song "Eighteen Bends of the Mountain Road". Not many young people now know this ... It seems that your taste in music and mine are very compatible."
"I..." I also had my eyes on Wang Xu first, looked at Brother Jue warily and said, "I don't want to talk to you about this topic..."
Brother Jue ignored them, and continued on his own: "Then what... There are ancient poems... When you meet a bosom friend on the road, it is difficult to stay, and I will sing and dance as a farewell to you..."
"Which other dimension did you hear this ancient Indian poem from?" "First and foremost" really started from his heart, and he couldn't vomit.
"I think... it's better to hit the sun than to choose the day." Feng Bujue continued, "It's better...you and I will play "Dai Shan Ge" first, and then play after singing."
"I refuse..." Xian Yewei answered decisively.
But…
"Hey~ hey...Tai Chi kung fu making steamed buns~ earth-shattering..." Brother Jue took advantage of the situation and sang.
"I said... are you sure this is "Song of Dui Shan"...not the interlude song of "Shaolin Soccer"..." Xianyeweiwang's expression seemed to be constipated, and he couldn't add more embarrassment.
"No, no, no... The insertion song for Shaolin football should be..." Feng Bujue shook his head, and sang in a different tune, "Shaolin Kungfu wakes up~ Good job! Shaolin Kungfu strength~ It's so good..."
"You...give me..." At this moment, the first king finally couldn't bear it anymore, "...Enough is enough!"
He yelled wildly, raised his knife and flew up to the wall.
At this moment, the first is king... He really can't wait a second, because he feels that if he continues to talk to Brother Jue, he will go crazy.
"Hehe..." Feng Bujue sneered when he saw the other party coming up, and said in his heart, "That's right... Today's Corpse Knife team members are obviously different from usual... It seems... this is because they didn't take medicine..."(... ) R1292
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