A familiar voice came faintly from the direction of the top of the mountain. Anyang and I looked at each other in shock, and immediately the two of us rushed towards the direction of the sound with a loud noise.
We were all familiar with this voice before. It was Zhang Xinyu’s voice. The voice came from a very far away direction. We could only vaguely hear it, but judging from the content and tone, Zhang Xinyu was obviously in an extremely bad situation.
, Therefore, Anyang and I rushed forward without hesitation.
As we ran, we shouted: "Zhang Xinyu, where are you?"
"Here! I'm here!" Zhang Xinyu's voice gradually became clearer. It was obvious that the distance between us was quickly closing. Soon, we saw a young man with yellow hair running at full speed.
, with a frustrated expression as if fleeing, he ran wildly in our direction.
This person was naturally Zhang Xinyu. Why was he running for his life in such a hurry? Because behind him, two ghosts were chasing him with their teeth and claws.
"What the fuck." Seeing this, Anyang and I cursed in unison. Then the two of them each took their weapons and rushed towards Zhang Xinyu. As they passed by him, their eyes suddenly changed.
Li Li, immediately attacked their respective opponents.
Two people, two ghosts, exactly one for each. The moment Anyang rushed forward, he stabbed the ghost to death. However, when I faced the ghost I was facing, she actually dodged away keenly.
The moment she dodged away, she slapped my Tianling Gai with a fierce palm.
"Initial ghost?" I was slightly shocked when I saw this. Anyang and I had killed more than one ghost before, so we naturally knew how much they weighed. If we were to fight one on one, none of those ghosts would be my match.
And this ghost, both in speed and strength, is far superior to the ghosts we killed before. Could it be that this ghost is the original ghost?
I didn't make a judgment right away. My failure to hit just now might be due to my own fault. After all, I had been busy all afternoon and my reflexes might have declined. However, after a few more rounds, I confirmed it.
In my judgment, the power of this ghost is indeed the original ghost, otherwise I would not have been able to get it for so long.
To be honest, if I fight alone, I can kill this initial ghost. It just takes some time. However, during the battle, it is inevitable that the two sides will touch each other several times. However, because I am worried about being touched by this initial ghost for five
This time, I was restricted in almost every aspect and could not use my skills at all. For a while, I was at a disadvantage.
"Xinyu, go on!"
I threw the extra spiritual dagger hanging on the backpack (Lin Ze had two daggers) at Zhang Xinyu. Seeing this, Zhang Xinyu quickly reached out his hand and caught the dagger.
"This is a beginner ghost, let the three of us come together!" I shouted coldly.
When we can fight in groups, it's better not to fight alone. I don't want to be transformed into a member of the ghost camp. In that case, our previous efforts will be in vain.
"Okay!" Hearing this, Anyang and Zhang Xinyu attacked directly without saying a word. The attacks of the three people came one after another, and the situation immediately reversed. The original ghost was beaten back steadily, and after a while,
, he suffered several fatal stab wounds on his body, and his body became a lot more transparent.
"Bastard! Just wait for me!" The initial ghost didn't know its name. She shouted angrily: "Just wait for me!" After saying that, the initial ghost ran away quickly. It seemed that
She also knows that she is no match for the three of us.
"Want to run?"
Seeing this, a cold light flashed across Anyang's eyes, and he immediately threw it fiercely. The machete in his hand was shot out quickly like a bow and arrow, and finally accurately hit the chest of the original ghost who was about to turn around and escape.
"No! If you give me some more strength, I can..."
This knife directly killed the female ghost. The female ghost murmured a few words, and in the middle of her words, her body quietly dissipated. This first ghost said goodbye to this world completely.
"Cao Kexin, the initial ghost of Class 9 in the ghost camp, has died. I will reward classmate Anyang with 100 credits." The familiar message prompt came as expected, and soon such a message appeared on the phone.
Sure enough, it was the original ghost, but Cao Kexin seemed familiar... I thought about it, and I had a vague impression in my mind that the first student in Class 9 to die seemed to be her.
The initial ghost of our Class 3 is the deceased Xu Zhiqiang. The initial ghost of Class 9 is also the dead student Cao Kexin. From this point of view, these initial ghosts should follow a certain pattern. I think it is very likely that the four
The initial ghosts are students who have died in the four classes, that is, ghost classmates.
Now, Cao Kexin, one of the original ghosts, has died, and another quarter of the ghost capture abilities have been abolished. Only about one-half of the ghosts who still have the ability to capture are left.
The other half of the ghosts only have the ability to kill but not capture. In fact, we have received new information that proves this.
One message read: "Classmate Ma Yue died."
Ma Yue only died, but was not transformed into a ghost. In other words, the people who killed her should be ghosts whose capture ability was abolished and could not be transformed into new ghosts. This undoubtedly greatly reduced our pressure.
Of course, these ghosts are still extremely threatening. Although they have lost their ability to capture, they can still kill people. We still have to kill the ghosts as soon as possible.
After killing Cao Kexin, Anyang and I handed Zhang Xinyu a bottle of water and asked him what happened.
It turns out that Zhang Xinyu was just like us at the beginning, looking for spiritual weapons everywhere, but his luck was really bad. After walking around all afternoon, he didn't come across any spiritual weapons. It can't be said that he was unlucky, although he didn't meet any spiritual weapons.
It's a weapon-like weapon, but it didn't hit any ghosts.
After it got dark, Zhang Xinyu originally wanted to find a hidden place and rest for a while. However, at this time, he heard a rustling sound in the distance. He was alert and immediately stared at the place where the sound was coming from.
His good luck has come to an end. Unfortunately, the one who made the noise was a ghost. Zhang Xinyu ran away without even thinking about it. The ghost was chasing after him. On the way to escape, Zhang Xinyu was unlucky enough to attract another ghost.
The ghost is Cao Kexin, and what follows is a crazy escape journey.
The two ghosts chased them very fast. Zhang Xinyu almost ran all the way. Just when he was about to lose his strength, he heard a huge sound not far away. The sound was naturally made by me using a big speaker. Next
Anyang and I both knew about it.
Zhang Xinyu has no spiritual weapons. No matter how powerful he is, he can't kill the ghost with his bare hands. Moreover, don't forget that there is a limit of five touches to change camps. Therefore, Zhang Xinyu has no other choice but to escape.
"It's so dangerous!" I said with lingering fear after hearing what he said.
If we hadn't made a loud noise with a loudspeaker just now, Zhang Xinyu probably wouldn't have met us. If this continues, Zhang Xinyu will eventually run out of energy sooner or later. At that time, without weapons, he will have only two options.
Either become a member of the ghost camp, or use ghost energy.
"Actually, the situation is not that bad." Zhang Xinyu waved his hand and said: "If it doesn't work, let them touch me five times. I won't die until they touch me five times. When I transform into a member of the ghost camp,
They can’t continue to attack me, right?”
Hearing this, Anyang and I nodded, but our faces still showed lingering fear. It was really dangerous just now.
"Sorry..." I said guiltily: "Next time, I will make sure that each of us has a spiritual weapon. For other classes, you can do whatever you like. You must first make sure that we all have weapons before giving them to us.
They, such dangerous things will never happen again in the future."
I thought it was enough to keep one weapon in our class, but now it seems that I was wrong. I have to make sure that each of us has a spiritual weapon or a silver weapon, so that we can fight with ghosts.
He has the strength to fight, instead of being chased by ghosts like before.
Compared with Zhang Xinyu, what are students from foreign classes?
"Hey, it's okay." Zhang Xinyu patted me on the shoulder, smiled, and said: "I know your difficulties, and you didn't have spiritual weapons at the beginning. Don't blame yourself, no one would have expected this.
The mission can be so dangerous."
"Well..." I nodded. It's okay that Zhang Xinyu is fine. Now that the three of us have weapons, it's time to wrap up this mission.
"But I really didn't expect that you actually used a big speaker to attract the attention of ghosts." Zhang Xinyu said in surprise: "Did you and Anyang kill so many ghosts just by relying on this big speaker?"
"It's not just this big speaker." I smiled slightly and immediately told Zhang Xinyu the whole story about how we used the big speaker and blood to attract ghosts.
Finally, I said: "Now two of the original ghosts are dead and half of the ghosts have been destroyed. As long as we work harder, we will definitely win this mission."
"Then what are you waiting for?" Zhang Xinyu stood up, waved the dagger in his hand, and said with a fighting spirit: "I just happened to have had enough rest. Let's continue. I have agreed first, you have to give me a few
Damn, my scores are very low now."
"Okay, I'll give it all to you." Anyang and I said with a smile.
So, the three of us walked forward, and I continued shouting into the loudspeaker.
...
"Um?"
Lin Wei, who reached the top of the mountain, tilted her head slightly and looked in one direction, where she vaguely heard a familiar voice.
"It's Ye Yan's voice!" Lin Wei's eyes lit up and she quickly ran in the direction of the voice.