Chapter Thirteen: Towards Foundation Establishment and the Imminent Door-to-door
Li Haoran reluctantly opened his eyes and looked around, only to see someone running towards him not far away.
Running very slowly.
And he fell twice in three steps.
In fact, this can't be blamed on Ergen. The power of Lei Ting just now was a bit too terrifying, and since he has a weird personality, entering a place like this is just like a chicken entering a chicken slaughterhouse.
Seeking death.
But seeing that Li Haoran was in danger, he still ran towards here regardless.
If this little Taoist priest dies like this, then he will really be alone.
At this time Ergen only had one thought.
Li Haoran just glanced at it and closed his eyes again.
At this time, he concentrated on controlling the power of thunder he had just absorbed, condensing it into his body.
As the spiritual power in the body continued to circulate, little bits of golden light began to condense in Li Haoran's heart.
thump....
thump!!
The heart started beating violently.
Then, Li Haoran's heart burst out with an arc of electricity.
Done!
At this time, Li Haoran, who was sitting on Ergen's back, opened his eyes, and there was a flash of brightness in his eyes.
Although the thunder path seed has not yet taken shape, it cannot transform the spiritual power in the body on its own.
But as long as you do it a few more times, you can successfully condense the thunder path seeds.
Li Haoran is also quite looking forward to the improvement of his realm.
However, he was not happy for long.
Just hear a plop.
Ergen lost his balance under his feet and fell down, and Li Haoran on his back also fell to the ground.
It rolled several times.
"I'm sorry, Taoist priest, my feet slipped."
Ergen apologized hurriedly.
Li Haoran lay on the ground, looking at him helplessly.
"Two roots."
"What's wrong, Taoist priest?"
"Have you never carried anyone on your back before?"
"Picked shit."
"..."
"If you fall again, you will live in a cesspit."
As soon as these words came out, Ergen immediately became very energetic and took one step at a time, for fear of slipping again.
Even though he became a weirdo, he still retained his dignity as a human being.
.........
at this time.
At the foot of Qingyuan Mountain, Datian Village, the village chief’s home.
Due to heavy rain, the village elder who could not go out could only lie in bed, listening to the opera played on the radio, beating the rhythm, and humming a few lines from time to time.
Extremely comfortable.
Dong Dong.
There was a knock on the door.
"Tsk."
"Who is running around on a rainy day?"
The village chief got up from the bed with a curse and walked towards the door.
"Don't let me in, if you step on me..."
Halfway through the words, the village chief who opened the door was stunned.
Standing outside the door was a man wearing a black raincoat and a pure black mask on his face.
And all of his skin was wrapped in bandages, leaving no trace exposed.
In addition to the raincoat, this man also held an umbrella, but even the hand holding the raincoat was wearing leather gloves.
"Back...back."
Upon seeing this person's attire, the originally aggressive village chief suddenly stopped. He did not dare to look directly at the person in front of him, and he was a little cautious even when he spoke.
"Quick...come in, I'll help you take off your raincoat."
"I haven't been back for a long time. I was talking about you just now."
The village chief was talking nonchalantly as he helped the man take off his raincoat.
However, all he received in response was a sneer.
"Oh."
"Are you talking about why I'm not dead yet?"
The village chief's face froze, then he smiled again.
"By the way, there are fathers who want their sons to die."
Bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, the man suddenly kicked the village chief who was taking off his raincoat.
"You still fucking know you're a father?!"
The man stepped forward quickly, grabbed the village chief's collar, and held him in front of his face.
Then the man took off his mask, exposing his face to the air.
That was an extremely terrifying face.
There were only two black holes where the eyes were, and the eyeballs were missing.
The entire face was covered with pustules and scratches of different sizes, some new and some old.
"If you only knew you were a father!"
"How dare you!"
"How dare you send your own son to such a ghost place just to make yourself the village chief!"
The man's facial expression was extremely ferocious.
But the village chief just kept shaking his head, tears covering his old face.
Three years ago, after the village chief saw the recruitment announcement of the Bureau of Trickery, he forced his son to take the assessment.
At that time, he was not the village chief, but just an officer of the village committee.
But he feels that being able to contribute to the country is something that can honor his ancestors.
In addition, his son is a complete second-generation ancestor. In addition to doing nothing on weekdays, he also uses his reputation to bully men and dominate women.
It would be better to send it to the Bureau of Secrets to be reformed.
But what the village chief didn't expect was that the Bureau of Conspiracy would transform his son so thoroughly.
Even transformed into something a little less human.
Not only did his appearance change drastically, but his temperament also changed for the worse.
When he returned to the village for the first time, his son beat him to paralysis because of a joke made by a fellow villager.
If it weren't for his status as a member of the Secret Bureau, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to be the village leader long ago.
So the village chief understands his son's hatred for him.
It's just that he is unable to change, and now he can only accept his current son.
"snort."
Seeing that the village chief didn't speak and just kept shaking his head, his son probably felt bored and loosened his grip on his collar.
"Tell me, what's going on with those two bags on your head?"
It has been more than a week since the accident at Ergen's house. Although the swelling on the village chief's head has disappeared a lot, it is still a little obvious.
"No...it's okay. I accidentally hit it myself."
The village chief hesitated, saying that he didn't want his son to get into any trouble because of his own affairs.
"If you don't tell me, I will ask other people tomorrow."
"You are my fucking father after all, Zhang Ye. You were beaten in vain and you didn't even say a word. I don't know, you thought I was dead."
"Tomorrow I will go up the mountain, get something, and kill the Taoist priest by the way."
Zhang Ye spoke very calmly, as if a human life was nothing in his eyes.
This is indeed the case. As a ghost hunter, he has seen not only 1,000 but also 800 dead people.
Even if he kills a civilian, in today's situation where there is such a shortage of weird combat power, there is no way that the Weird Bureau will cause trouble for him.
Not to mention a Taoist priest.
As for settling accounts after autumn.
Zhang also felt that he should not be able to wait for that day.
Because he is dying.
The Strange Hunter is the only combat unit in the current Mystery Bureau that can eliminate the Strange.
But the conditions for becoming a ghost hunter are extremely demanding.
Because they need to use their physical bodies to connect their strange limbs.
The weird limbs are actually the parts of each weird body that carry weird beads.
This part of the limb is preserved in a special way, and when it is connected to the human body, it can give humans strange powers.
