The female ghost opened her empty eyes without any expression, as if nothing had happened just now.
But the wind began to blow on the rooftop, and it was very cold, like the northwest wind in the twelfth lunar month. At some point, there was an airflow disturbance in the dead and silent underworld. This was a rare situation. Zhang Luo had been here for more than an hour, and there was no movement.
Feel the presence of any natural phenomenon, let alone the wind.
In the garden, the silhouette-like plants were swaying, and the amplitude was getting larger and larger, proving that the wind speed was increasing, and the sudden wind was rotating.
Moreover, the wind was very strange. It seemed to be centered on the female ghost. Her white skirt was swept up and stuck to her body, outlining...well, her ordinary figure.
Don't think about it, do you still expect a dead person to grow plump and plump?
At this time, the female ghost who had been sitting silently on the swing moved.
She stepped on the ground, and her little feet, which still looked dainty in her shoes, stepped into the yellow mud soup that was boiling like a spring. The mud water began to condense and dry up quickly!
Zhang Luo, who witnessed all this, was shocked and moved to the side: "What the hell happened?"
The supernatural curse that followed inexplicably was completely suppressed!
"The culprit has emerged!"
"The heart of killing..."
The two ghosts on Zhang Luo's shoulders had different reactions. Xiaoxiao's voice sounded fearful, while Wuxin sounded longing and a little confused.
The wind in the underworld was whistling and wailing, and it was frighteningly cold. A trace of purple appeared in the dark sky, as if it was colored by something. Zhang Luo wasn't sure if it was his own imagination, but something around the female ghost began to fill the air.
There was a layer of purple, and dark floating clouds appeared in the sky, which seemed to be gathering downwards with the wind and forming an inverted cone shape.
"What the hell is this the culprit?" Zhang Luo asked in surprise. He had killed culprit-level beings after all, and he didn't think they were that powerful at all.
How come this person has just become the culprit and is causing such a big stir?
In fact, he had seen an even grander scene. When the disaster at Ryuugu Academy broke out, someone used equipment to record that moment. Countless fogs gathered, almost to the point of changing the celestial phenomena.
It is said that the appearance of disaster-level ghosts is even more terrifying.
But this is the first time I heard that the culprit was so powerful when he was born.
"Sneeze!" Zhang Luo sneezed. Autumn has just begun in the real world, and autumn tigers are fierce. Although he specially wore a long-sleeved sweater when he came in, it was just to hide things in it, and it was not thick.
But this evil wind is too cold.
Zhang Luo shuddered and felt inexplicable. Why did he suddenly become the culprit while sitting so well?
etc.
He touched his lips: "Could it be that you sucked in my Yang Qi? Will I die?"
I started off unintentionally, a little doubtful whether my decision was correct, and this guy seemed unreliable.
Still Yang Qi? Yang Qi, you are a bubble teapot!
"It's the desire to kill, you ignited her desire to kill!" Wuxin corrected him seriously, "When we kill, we don't get anything substantial from humans. If we do, it's that the desire to kill is stronger.
"
It was rare for her to say so much at once. It seemed that watching a fierce ghost become the culprit touched her greatly.
"When killing accumulates to a certain level, it will change. It is the desire to kill that is the culprit."
"Xiao Wuxin, you must have killed many people, right?" Zhang Luo suddenly thought of something and asked.
"I have no heart." Wu Xin's voice was full of exhaustion and depression. This was something that took her many years to confirm.
without
Of course, if you have good intentions, you can't become the culprit. No matter how many people you kill, it's useless.
However, Zhang Luo feels that the concept of heart is a bit vague. Heart can be the heart, emotion, or will. The two have not been in contact for a long time, and Zhang Luo is not sure which one Wu Xin is missing.
But watching the birth of the culprit was really shocking and gave me a deeper understanding of this level of ghosts.
I saw that the momentum of the female ghost with withered feet in the mire was still rising. There was a skull under her feet, and what looked like hand bones were scattered on the ground.
The more Zhang Luo looked at it, the more he felt that this ghost seemed familiar.
How come the muddy water seeping out of the skull's eye sockets and the white bones that are struggling to join together look so much like the little fish that slipped through the net?
He was referring to the flyer ghost he met on the high-speed train. Good guy, instead of handing out flyers, he cursed?
wrong!
It's impossible for a ghost to suddenly have such an ability, right?
Zhang Luo felt a cold sweat when he thought about it now. This footprint was also one of the ghost's abilities, but he didn't step on it at the time. Otherwise, the outcome of the matter would be another story, but it was a high-speed rail. So many people were walking...
"Hiss!" Zhang Luo had a premonition that many passengers might have been killed by the attack.
Although there were not many passengers on the bus at the time, the probability of being hit was still high.
In other words, this so-called peak ghost is actually a ghost who was downgraded by him? No wonder he is chasing after him so closely that he has such a sworn hatred.
By the way, the only culprit left has only one hand and one head, but he still has the strength of the peak of the devil? Is he so strong?
So what should we do with this new culprit?
He didn't know her ability yet, but he just let himself kiss her involuntarily. What kind of ability could this be?
This guy analyzed it seriously.
But if his two fierce ghost subordinates knew about it, they might be ridiculed again. This scumbag who shirked responsibility, no ghost would have such a strange ability.
It was obvious that the female ghost was stimulated by his kiss.
This female ghost is so angry that she wants to kill someone.
There is no exaggeration at all, this is the fact.
"As expected, you still have to strike first. Those who wait for the enemy to advance and then attack are idiots."
The female ghost turned around and saw that Zhang Luo had already raised a candlestick and was about to stab it. The two ghosts on his shoulders disappeared.
"Whoosh!" When he saw the female ghost turning her head, he was so frightened that he quickly hid behind him and whistled with his mouth tilted, making a song like Zhu Bajie carrying his wife on his back, as if nothing had happened.
Ghosts' thinking is a bit rigid, but don't treat ghosts as fools!
The female ghost instantly turned into a dead person with a livid face. She stepped hard and her skull exploded. The ghost who had brought Zhang Luo a lot of trouble just died like this and died in such an aggrieved manner. So, really
If you are unlucky, even a fierce ghost will not be able to hold on, and you will die inexplicably anytime, anywhere.
Normally, the peak of Li Gui is not finished so quickly, but the ghost doesn't know that this female ghost will suddenly be promoted. It's like two golden elixirs are trying their best to fight for their true energy. Suddenly one golden elixir becomes Yuanying, and the other can only die.
If it's warped, you can't even run away.
Seeing this, Zhang Luo was horrified, and immediately climbed over the swing and ran away, trying to distance himself. This female ghost was a little weird, and he had no idea of her abilities. He should test it with two ghosts.
But for a moment, he felt like he couldn't move, and his body was so stiff that it felt like it wasn't his own.
"Clang." The candlestick fell from his hand and rolled to the ground.
"This is..." Zhang
Luo's pupils shrank sharply, feeling something was wrong.
There was a cold touch on his neck.
"How? When?"
He began to panic in his heart, is this really the culprit? Why can it control my body? And it suddenly appeared behind me!
The feeling on the neck is tightening, the eyeballs are bleeding, and it feels like the neck is about to be removed.
Miscalculated!
"How could this ghost be so strong? It actually controlled me directly!"
Fortunately he is not alone!
"I killed the culprit!" He bit the tip of his tongue fiercely. The pain made him shiver, and he regained consciousness.
"Squeak——!" The silk threads on the female ghost's body were also tightening, and the threads made a tight moaning sound.
A ball of hair also entangled the female ghost.
"Huh——!" Zhang Luo breathed greedily, feeling that the control of his body was slowly being regained.
"Two fierce ghosts are not enough to deal with the culprit level!" Zhang Luo knew this very well.
As soon as he regained control of his right hand, he immediately grabbed the ancient book.
"Eat a brick from me first!" Zhang Luo slapped the back of his head.
When has a ghost ever been physically attacked by an ordinary person? The female ghost was also a little confused.
When he let go, Zhang Luo rolled around and grabbed the candlestick.
A projection!
"when--!"
The female ghost was slapped with a brick and became smarter, avoiding this weird candlestick.
"Papa -!" The silk thread unintentionally tied to the body of the culprit female ghost began to break.
Suddenly, Zhang Luo felt his body stiffen again.
"Shit! Why is it such a rare thing for me to encounter a fierce ghost being promoted!" He gritted his teeth and took out a piece of paper, "It's not that easy to pick off my head!"
"puff!"
His whole body turned into a ball of mist and exploded.
Skill·Atomization!
During fogging, nothing in the dense fog can escape your perception, and physical attacks are ineffective.
This is a gift from the White Mist Ghost!
But the culprit whom Zhang Luo underestimated was the one who had brought Huang Nitan back to its original shape.
The female ghost waved her hand, and Zhang Luo took two steps back, looking despairingly at the burning skill paper in his hand.
"You're really just the fucking culprit!"
It would be too much to directly knock the atomized thing back to its original shape with one hand!
What kind of ability is this?
"hint!"
"Psychological suggestion!" The voice from the bottom of my heart sounded.
Wuxin and Xiaoye tied up Zhang Luo and took his things, and quickly jumped off the building to escape.
"In the underworld, her psychological suppression is too strong, and Xiaoye and I can't function! Go to the underworld!"
Zhang Luo felt like he was really screwed. Was this female ghost a psychiatrist before she was alive?
The two evil ghosts couldn't control her! No wonder they just let themselves out of the atomized state.
This is because her target is herself, otherwise she doesn't know whether the two ghosts can last a round.
Zhang Luozai was being held up by two petite dolls and running wildly on the roof. The scene was really inconsistent. It was like two little ants carrying a big fat insect.
He opened the ancient book in the turbulence, but after thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and tore the paper and shouted: "No tears!"
Although there are other talismans, he has never used them. It’s not that time yet!
This ghost is so powerful, he wants it!
"You two find a building with an elevator and go in!" Zhang Luo looked down at him. The two guys were jumping higher and higher. His head was a little dizzy. "Fuck! Can you please stop being so exciting! It's like this every time!"