In a stone house three streets away from Gordon, an evil ghost squatted half-crouched opposite Freckles. The shiny bat wings on its back flapped up and down, flashing a dark light.
"Your pile of stuff is just like rags. Not to mention changing it for alchemical quick-acting life-saving pills, even if you exchange it for a bottle of expired alchemical potion, it's not enough." The evil ghost pushed aside the blood-stained rags on the ground, and found them in bits and pieces.
Hidden weapon, two short knives, he looked at the Black Eagle warrior at Freckles' feet who had just died, and smacked his lips regretfully, "He is dead, and dead people are of no use. Here, living people are valuable. For example, she -" it stared greedily
Cui Xi hugged her with freckles, saliva dripped from the corners of her pointed mouth and fell to the ground, "sizzling" green smoke rising.
Sweat seeped out from Freckles' forehead, slid across the bridge of her nose, and dripped on Tracy's pale and cold cheeks. She curled up in Freckles' arms, closed her eyes, and fell unconscious. After a while, her eyelashes trembled slightly.
"Shit, what do you want to save her?" Freckles hissed. Just now, he gave away all the daggers he had left.
"Only life can be exchanged for life." The evil ghost said sadly, "If you want to save her, give yourself to me."
"You damn bastard!" Freckles clenched his fists, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged out, and he wanted to rush forward at all costs. As if the evil ghost had noticed something, it flapped its wings and flew around the roof beams. The countless phosphorus fires floating in the air were disturbed by the airflow.
, flying in all directions, splashing out dots of evil fluorescence.
The evil ghost "Jie Jie" laughed strangely: "It's fair and reasonable to change one for another. You are reluctant to give up yourself and want to save others. You are really a hypocritical and greedy human being!"
"Greedy humans." The evil ghost looked at Gordon and laughed sarcastically. He opened a drawer again, which contained black dried meat, dough as hard as stone, and rusty iron filled with muddy water.
pot……
Gordon's throat twitched unconsciously, and his empty stomach suddenly tightened, making a hungry friction sound.
"It's still not enough." He tried his best to look away, without any trace of desire in his eyes. "He has meat and water on his body." Gordon smiled disdainfully, pulled off a strip of bloody flesh from the horse thief's thigh, and stuffed it.
Put it in your mouth and chew it carefully. "It's fresher and chewier than the meat here, and the blood is more nourishing than fresh water." He clicked his tongue, with a drunken look on his face, as if he was enjoying a luxurious meal.
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The evil ghost was stunned for a moment. It had never seen such a person before, and suddenly felt a little uneasy. "What do you want? This person is about to die. If he dies, you can't get anything in exchange for it!"
"Map." Gordon swallowed a mouthful of blood, resisted the feeling of nausea and vomiting, and said lightly, "I just want the map of the ghost town."
The evil ghost laughed hysterically, laughing so hard that the shaking felt exuded bursts of rotting stench: "Do you still want to escape? Hahahahaha, the poor little mouse is scared! He wants to sneak back to his nest!"
It suddenly stopped laughing and said solemnly, "When you come, you will always belong here and belong to us."
At this moment, Gordon almost wanted to rebel, but he finally endured it. After pondering for a moment, he said: "I don't want anything. I only ask three questions. After asking, he will be yours."
"What a troublesome guy. I have never encountered such a deal before." The evil ghost muttered something dissatisfied, stared at the dying horse thief for a few more times, hesitated for a while, and then said, "Okay, you
Hurry, time is running out."
Gordon immediately asked: "Who are you?"
"What am I?" the evil ghost murmured again, its long hair suddenly shaking violently: "I don't know what I am now!" Its voice became anxious and ferocious, "I have already answered you.
, tell me the next question quickly! Ask it quickly, hurry up!”
Gordon's heart moved, and he deliberately pretended to be thinking, delaying for a long time, until the evil ghost was so angry that he was about to go crazy, and then asked slowly: "Where is the most dangerous place in the ghost town?"
"Of course it is the tomb of the Prophet." The evil ghost replied impatiently, and then his expression changed. The dust all around suddenly rose up, swirling up and down like a wandering ghost. The air shook violently like water, and the dim light began to distort.
, as if the entire house was split into countless suspended fragments, criss-crossing each other.
"Boom!" In Gordon's spiritual sea, the Fang Spirit Seed flashed with light and jumped out on its own. A very different scene appeared in front of him: a huge cave seemed to have been opened in the sky, unfathomable, gloomy and terrifying.
The breath surged out from it, penetrated the rock roof, and poured down like a rolling flood. Strips of pale blue, blood red, ice blue, and bone white light were waving at the entrance of the cave, like the tentacles of a terrifying foreign object.
Could it be - the other world! Gordon was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the ghost city is the closest place to the other world, and is deeply affected by the rift. This void cave that suddenly opened is obviously connected to the other world!
Suddenly, a huge head slowly poked out of the hole.
The evil ghost let out a sharp wail and shook all over. The felt wrapped around it fell to the ground, revealing its skin as shriveled as paper.
The giant mountain-like head was still slowly squeezing out of the cave, seemingly with great difficulty. The surrounding light bands flickered and changed, and the air flow "hissed" quickly. The head gradually showed its full outline, resembling a bull's head, with yellow pupils as big as millstones.
, his complexion is indigo and purple, his forehead is raised high, and his two thick curved horns like sharp pillars shine with an attractive golden light.
It's the Minotaur!
The Blood Prison Society's book collection "Compilation of Anti-Life in the Other World" definitely mentions: "Tauren: Minotaur humanoids, widely distributed in the other world and numerous in number. Level: Hematite-level anti-life. Hobbies: hunting wandering souls and ghosts.
Such weak anti-life creatures cannot harm any living creatures."
Staring at the Minotaur, Gordon's fangs flashed continuously, and he felt a sense of hunger and thirst inexplicably.
"Crack, click, click -" Although he could not hear it with his ears, with the help of the Fang Spirit Seed, Gordon "heard" the sound of the boundary cracking. With a loud "bang", the huge bull head of the Minotaur completely poked out of the cave.
There were cries and howls all around, a strong wind blew, and drawers banged and vibrated endlessly. The evil ghost almost collapsed to the ground with a "plop", his long hair was blown away by the wind, and his face was exposed with white bones and covered with black and yellow dead spots.
The Minotaur's nostrils suddenly opened and it took a deep breath. The evil ghost screamed and rolled on the ground. Gordon "looked" and saw a humanoid wandering soul being sucked out of the Evil Ghost's body bit by bit, and he was about to throw himself at the Minotaur.
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The evil ghost suddenly grabbed the horse thief on the ground. In an instant, the wandering spirit rushed into the horse thief's body. The horse thief was shocked. After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes.
The Minotaur roared angrily, its nostrils quivered frequently, and it kept sucking wildly. The "Horse Thief" had a look of desperate struggle on his face, his back was arched in pain, and streams of blood foam appeared from the corners of his mouth. But the wandering soul that entered the body never stopped.
Absorbed by the Minotaur.
Gordon's eyes flashed, and he suddenly rushed towards the stone wall and approached the drawer. The light around him was distorted, the space was misaligned, and the location of each drawer was no longer visible to the naked eye. He could not choose, so he could only grab with both hands and take whatever he encountered.
In the blink of an eye, his arms were filled with secret books, medicine bottles and strange gadgets. At this time, the Minotaur sucked wildly for a while, but gained nothing, and gradually shrank back into the void cave with an angry roar.
With no time to think, Gao Deng lifted his legs and kicked off the stone wall. Using the force of the shock, he shot back toward the stone door.
It’s one chapter a week for the time being. The reason for discontinuing the update is as I said in Shan Hai. I traveled back in time and became a junior high school student. My dad punished me for doing my homework. Junior high school students have a hard time and they have to work on manuscripts secretly. Everyone is into fantasy.