Let's Face Your Fear Together Chapter 148: Changes in the Underworld
I saw a teenager sitting on a petite-looking woman. If this kind of scene appeared in the real world, someone would probably call the police immediately. But if you see the woman's almost rotten face clearly, you will probably be called mentally ill.
Hospitalized.
"Well, they have a crunchy texture and taste just like chicken."
After a while, Zhang Luo walked out and said proudly with his hands on his hips.
(Mysterious voice: What on earth did you do to that female ghost, hello!)
This feels even more ghostly.
Probably Zhang Luo's reappearance frightened the ghosts who were ready to move and did not come out again. This is distressing...
"Hey, wait a minute." Zhang Luo's expression changed as he remembered something called dog food.
He never knew how to use it, could it be...
Thinking of this, he decided to experiment.
He took out the Diting book, tore up a piece of contract paper, and threw it out.
"Follow this road, go!" I saw a translucent "person" instinctively moving forward according to Zhang Luo's order. At this time, he felt that the object in his arms was a little restless.
Zhang Luo pressed down and asked as if talking to himself: "What's wrong?"
"I want to eat..." came an idea.
"It smells good," said another.
Zhang Luo nodded, as expected he was attracted to ghosts: "Jing Jing, let's follow and don't show any flaws."
The two fierce ghosts restrained their aura, otherwise, ordinary evil spirits would not approach.
"I want to catch a hundred!" Zhang Luo clenched his fist, full of confidence.
The two ghosts were speechless. Although Songshan was a city with a population of one million, people died every day, but obsessions still rarely appeared, let alone evil spirits?
Otherwise, according to the characteristic of ghosts being immortal, this black and white city would not be so empty. Since the beginning of human civilization, so many people have died? I don’t even know if there are a hundred of them after searching half of the city, and the ghosts are not chickens.
One catch is accurate.
So, a hundred is almost impossible.
Of course, I encountered a ghost as soon as I came in. This luck is indeed a bit weird. It's hard to say. Considering that this guy encounters ghosts so often in the real world, he has a supernatural physique.
"Wow——!" Zhang Luo yawned, running in late at night and feeling really sleepy.
Although I just caught a ghost at the beginning, now I can only run around in circles on the deserted streets, which is very boring.
He was riding a bicycle. If he wasn't paying attention, the bike bumped and he almost fell off.
.
"Fuck, what the hell?" Zhang Luo quickly braked to a stop and called to Remnant Soul, "Stop over there and wait for the order!"
He looked back and saw a black hole on the road. This kind of road was simply strange. Of course, the water was also very dark, but it would still fluctuate if it was touched. If the ghost's ability was not used, the ground below would still be flat.
.
But this hole is different.
Curiously, he leaned over and took a look. It was only the diameter of the mouth of a bowl and had an interface like water. But when he broke a branch, he couldn't find the bottom at all. He threw a stone and listened, but there was no echo.
"Hiss! I've seen a ghost." Zhang Luo took a breath, it was a bottomless pit.
He stared at the strange thing and remembered a famous saying: When you look into the abyss, the abyss is also looking at you.
Then, he looked around, unbuttoned his belt, and heard the sound of gurgling water. He didn't know what the abyss would think.
I haven’t defecated anywhere for a long time.
So cool! I feel like my life is a little empty.
"What are you doing..." Wuxin couldn't help but poked his head out of his coat and asked with his mind.
Then he saw the scene in front of him and silently retracted his little head.
This guy can do this kind of thing in the underworld without fear of his little brother getting hurt again.
At the same time, the midnight snack also came out, and the little doll was a little uneasy: "The breath of disaster..."
He's obviously a ghost, but for him to appear like this is unexpectedly cute.
"What the hell? What does it have to do with disaster?" Zhang Luo poked the hole with a branch.
"Erosion, the other side, the realm of disaster." I don't know if ghosts like to be taciturn, and the same goes for late-night snacks.
"Then I peed on Calamity's face? I'm a little excited when I think about it." Zhang Luo's reaction was a bit unexpected.
Is this the point, bastard? The point is disaster-level erosion!
However, Zhang Luo had already made a guess. When he looked around, he found that there was not just one small hole like this, but a few sparse ones. He thought they were reflections of accumulated water... No, it should be said that these were the reflections of accumulated water in the underworld.
Reflection. The formation and changes of the underworld are a mystery to Zhang Luo, but it is certainly closely related to reality, otherwise it would not exist like a reflection of the city.
Rainy night disaster!
This is the only explanation.
After figuring it out, Zhang Luo ignored it. This cave looked very peaceful, and it was
In the underworld, it shouldn't matter much.
Now, his mission is to capture a hundred evil spirits.
Well, he looked confident and energetic. Then he got on the bike again and left.
"Wait, there seems to be something missing." Zhang Luo just rode a few steps, then stopped, punched his palm and said, "By the way, where is my bait?"
"No, while you were peeing." Wu Xin popped up again. His face was obviously expressionless, but why could he clearly feel her contempt?
Zhang Luo: "..."
But after a while, he accidentally lost the bait. As a fisherman, it is not unusual for him to be half-hearted.
Zhang Luo released another remnant soul, this one was only female. I heard from Xiaoye that this thing was very scarce, and I don’t know how Mo Lei collected so many of them. It must have been for the Charcoal Ghost.
"Damn it! I must catch that sneaky cat!"
He thought for a while, put away his remaining soul, and rode his bicycle towards a street.
What he didn't see was that a hand bone suddenly emerged from the small black hole behind him.
The palm of my hand was firmly inserted into the asphalt road of the underworld, as if it was stretching out desperately, making the black hole seem to be having difficulty giving birth. Finally, with a "pop" sound, a pile of debris erupted from the black hole, accompanied by a disgusting and turbid yellow color.
Mud water. If you look carefully, you will find that it is a skull.
But the spouting of muddy water did not stop, but became more and more like a small fountain, spewing out mud.
Eventually, a pool of yellow filth is formed, which is extremely conspicuous in the black and white world.
Although the process may be a bit funny, the surrounding ghosts have already sensed a very dangerous atmosphere and fled one after another.
A pair of muddy yellow footprints stepped out of the muddy water, as if an invisible invisible person had stepped in the muddy water and stepped out of it, still with bare feet.
This is obviously not a human ability. If Zhang Luo is here, he will be very familiar with it. Isn't it part of the culprit-level ghost that was not cleaned up that time? I don't know what this ghost has experienced, and it has changed again.
Moreover, the target of the footprints is surprisingly the direction Zhang Luo left!
The remaining part, boiling, gradually eroded into a pit of yellow mud in the middle of the road, with broken bones floating in it, constantly churning and emerging in the turbid and rolling muddy water.
Soon an irregular mud puddle with a diameter of one to two meters appeared here. What was incompatible with the surrounding environment was that it was colorful.