Lao He couldn't help but his eyes widened: "Ghost! Ghost! He is a ghost!"
Looking at Lao He who seemed to be half crazy, Ding Xiaoyi felt particularly strange.
According to the words of their Xia people, psychic creatures are ghosts.
But if the psychic creature is a ghost.
So isn’t the psychic space created by psychic creatures also ghosts?
The Lao He in front of him, and even everyone around Lao He, are all ghosts.
The ghost pointed at the nose and shouted that he was a ghost.
This feeling made him feel very humorous.
"Go away, why are you so crazy!"
The leading man in black pushed Lao He to the ground, pointed at Ding Xiaoyi and shouted: "You are pretending to be a ghost, who are you!"
Facing these unkind thugs, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly felt that his previous opinion of the manager seemed to be a bit too high for him.
He originally thought that the person in charge would wait until he was investigated clearly before taking action.
It turned out that I couldn't stand it any longer so quickly.
Now it seems that I have a high opinion of him, but it turns out that he is just a man who is blind to money.
However, he still patiently continued to ask: "I haven't even drank a glass of water from you, so I don't know what you want to do after chasing me?"
"this……"
The leader was startled. Apparently, the Ding Xiaoyi in front of him was a little different from the ones they had slaughtered before.
The previous few either screamed in panic or obediently handed over their money.
There were even a few good-looking ones who even volunteered themselves.
In this troubled world, human life is as cheap as grass. You are holding an ax and just put it on the other person's neck, but the other party is still trying to reason with you in a serious manner?
But the strange thing is that when faced with Ding Xiaoyi's inquiry, he suddenly felt like he was in the wrong.
After thinking about it, he scratched his head and cursed: "Hmph, what do you want? Mr. Zhou has taken a fancy to the watch in your hand, so he has the sense to take it out obediently."
"Oh! This is for you!"
Ding Xiaoyi didn't think much, took off the electronic watch from his hand and threw it over.
"By the way, can you ask me something? How much do you know about Xiao Taohong?"
Looking at the electronic watch that had fallen by his feet, still flashing blue fluorescence, even the thug's eyes changed a bit.
He didn't know what this thing was.
But one thing he knew very well was that this thing was valuable!
With such a treasure, it's no wonder that Mr. Zhou was so moved that he quickly picked up the watch and put it into his arms.
"Xiao Taohong, that bitch, our brothers just played with it the day before yesterday!"
Ding Xiaoyi raised his eyebrows and continued: "Then where does she live?"
"Where else can we live? The small alley behind Tianzifang, but it's a pity!
Mr. Zhou has no intention of letting you live, and we won’t make things difficult for you. You’ll die happily!”
"Tian Zifang!" Ding Xiaoyi raised the corner of his mouth, finally gaining something.
Regarding the words behind the thugs, he said in a teasing tone: "Okay, but I'm afraid my pet won't be very happy!"
"pet??"
Several people were startled. If Ding Xiaoyi replaced the word "pet" with "brother", they might become alert.
After all, not all people in Shanghai are soft persimmons.
But what does pet mean?
"What, you still want to let the dog bite me?"
"Ha ha ha ha."
Everyone except Lao He on the ground burst into laughter.
Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi slowly took off his gloves, took out a candy from his pocket, and pointed at Lao He: "Except him, everyone else...kill them!"
When he said the last two words, his silent tone was as if he was telling this trivial matter.
The icing spread on your fingers was gently tossed forward.
The meat ball, which had already become impatient, jumped into the air with a whooshing sound. The glove was like a liquid that expanded. He opened his mouth like an abyss and swallowed the candy in one mouthful.
Accompanied by the sound of chewing candy in the mouth, the thick tentacles opened, revealing a huge head that was as big as a big head. Like a demon rushing out of hell, it rushed towards the thugs.
Suddenly screams, screams, and cries came, and Ding Xiaoyi just turned around silently and looked at the dense stars above his head.
One person seemed to be talking to himself and said: "I once had a dog. It was a very stupid dog, but it was not very smart and always liked to seek death."
The dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed.
The bright moonlight shone down, and as shadows on the ground, the bodies of several thugs were rolled up in the air, making shrill wails.
"Help, I was wrong, you bypassed me... Ka Ka Ka~"
A crisp sound, like breaking a twist, echoed in the mass graves, and the screams that had just occurred suddenly stopped.
It was as if the whole world had returned to purity.
The cool breeze carrying the smell of blood made everything seem so real.
But what’s fake is just fake.
This is nothing but a scene created by psychic creatures.
Not true at all.
Turning around, he walked step by step in front of the stunned Lao He. He was already in his early forties, with pale hair on his ears and temples, which made people a little unbearable.
Ding Xiaoyi waved his hand and saw Meatball's huge body crawling to his side briskly.
Two thick tentacles helped Ding Xiaoyi put on the electronic watch very lightly.
Like magic, it curled up and clung to his palm, transforming into a glove again.
"Go back! Take the body back with you."
Looking at the wrinkled cheek in front of him, Ding Xiaoyi turned around as he spoke, walking further and further away, and finally completely disappeared from Lao He's sight.
"call……"
As soon as the cool breeze blew, Lao He, who was still in a sluggish state, suddenly woke up.
The facial features that had been calm just now were all twisted together for a moment.
It's obviously very cold, but when the cool breeze blows, the muscles in my limbs can't stop trembling.
But his whole body felt like he was in a sauna, with beads of sweat constantly oozing out. In the blink of an eye, his whole body looked like he had been fished out of the water.
Looking at the corpse in front of him, it was twisted into a twisted shape.
Lao He's eyes suddenly went from dull to frightened, then from frightened to uneasy, and finally he looked at the mass grave in front of him.
For a moment, five mixed feelings arose in my heart.
Not sure if he understood anything, Yangtian shouted: "Retribution, retribution!!"
…………
"Cooking cakes ~ freshly baked cooking cakes!"
The vendors on the street were carrying two baskets, covered with a layer of clean cotton cloth, but they still couldn't hide the aroma of cakes permeating the baskets.
Ding Xiaoyi walks on the street.
More like an ordinary person taking a leisurely stroll on the street.
It was as if the thugs he had let Meat Ball kill five minutes ago were just ants that he casually stepped on and killed.
Yes, five minutes ago.
Look at the electronic watch on your wrist.
The magician's lecture is correct. The psychic space created by low-level psychic creatures is very fragile.
Not only is it very small, but the transition between day and night is also very fast and very unstable.
In this phenomenon, the more powerful the psychic creature is, the more it will make up for the gap.
Even disaster-level psychic creatures, the spaces they create, even have the capabilities of a chess game.
Tianzifang……
Ding Xiaoyi looked at the sticker hanging on the wall and glanced at it. This was a very small street.
Several naked children were still playing and playing on the road.
There are also women selling some fresh vegetables and some freshly caught fish.
Just when he was considering whether to awaken his own spiritual power and directly find the parasites of psychic creatures.
A woman wearing a cheongsam and holding an oil-paper umbrella walked out of the side alley.
Ding Xiaoyi's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but look at it carefully.
Wearing a pink cheongsam, half-opened and half-covered, revealing slender thighs, a round oval face, and short black hair with slightly curls.
She has beautiful features, but she cannot be said to be very beautiful, but the charm of a mature woman is even more evocative.
Especially the dimples that appear when a woman smiles.
The three words that made Ding Xiaoyi think of it immediately: "Little peach!"
"Uncle, the food has been left overnight, why is it still so expensive?"
The woman's voice was soft and smooth, like spring water.
"Hey, I'll make it cheaper for you, make it cheaper!"
The old man in front of the vegetable stall stared straight at the seam of the cheongsam, as if he wanted to stuff his eyeballs into it.
When he took the money from the woman, he also touched a handful on the back of her hand.
It attracted cold looks from several old women around him.
When he saw that the woman wanted to buy his own fresh fish, he simply covered the woman with a cloth and turned away with a cold face.
"Aunt Xue, why are you afraid that I won't give you the money?"
The woman was not angry and joked softly.
The old woman turned around and glanced at the woman: "Your money is dirty to me!"
"How can money be dirty!"
The woman took out a silver dollar from her bag and measured it carefully: "Well, this money is a good thing. It's almost the Chinese New Year, and children without money can't even afford pork!"
When the child was mentioned, the old woman's expression became a little sad. She didn't look at the woman, but just pulled up the cloth covering the fish.
"Isn't this right? You can have trouble with anyone, why should you have trouble with money?"
As the woman spoke, she picked a fish, and before the old woman reached out to catch it, she threw the silver dollar in her hand to the old woman.
"Stop looking for it!"
The woman glanced at the old woman's dried purse.
He covered his mouth and chuckled: "You can't find it, so I'll let you go first. Please save some of the fish for me tomorrow and the day after tomorrow!"
"Hehehehe!"
The woman's laughter faded away step by step, and the old woman's face flushed with anger: "Bitch!"
After saying this, he wiped the silver dollar on his hand hard several times before putting it into his pocket.
Watching the woman walk into the alley step by step, Ding Xiaoyi followed slowly behind.
When he turned around, he saw the woman casually throwing the fish to some wild cats on the roadside.