When the evil ghost found Yilin and Xiaoyi, he gave up the "food" at his feet and suddenly turned his head.
Aim your eyes and sharp teeth at Yilin and Xiaoyi.
It seems that... "It" feels that the new food in front of it is more attractive.
"You step back."
Irene bowed her head and whispered.
"My Lord, let's run away! That's a ghost! People can't win ghosts!"
"Why?"
"Xiaoyi heard that ghosts never die. Unless they are legendary ghost hunters who master unique ghost killing skills, they can completely kill ghosts. Otherwise... Ghosts never die."
Ghost Hunter?
Yilin put the short knife in front of him and defended the evil ghost coming in front. Without looking back, he casually asked, "what's the ghost hunter?"
Xiaoyi whispered, "haven't you heard of it, sir? It is said that there is a kind of people who wear black cloaks with the word" kill "behind them, wear ghost cutting knives, and wander around where ghosts haunt... Only ghost hunters can really kill ghosts..."
Suddenly, Xiao Yi looked at Yi Lin's back and said in surprise: "eh? Sir, this dress... Is a little like the legendary ghost hunter."
"Oh... Really?"
Yilin pondered for a moment. He didn't expect that he played such a role in the plot.
Ghost.
Ghost hunter.
When Yilin was thinking and collecting plot information, the evil ghost with grinding teeth and fierce eyes in front finally couldn't help pouncing on Yilin.
In an instant, the ghost's fingernails stretched out several centimeters mysteriously and turned into sharp claws.
Without any fancy action, he tore his eyes at Yilin.
Yilin turned sideways, his eyes flashed, and the blood Jasmine in his hand seemed to divide the fog in front of him in two. He only heard a hiss, and the ghost's arm was forcibly cut off by Yilin.
Puff!
Black blood gushed out of the broken arm, but the ghost seemed to feel no pain at all. A low roar came from his throat, and the other hand turned into a sharp claw again and continued to kill Yilin.
"No reason..."
Yilin dodged the evil ghost's attack again, turned and waved a knife.
"Attack has no rules..."
Hiss!
The other arm broke!
Yilin chuckled.
"Try that..."
Yilin's steps are flexible. Although he only uses the simplified version of the ancient martial arts of the Ming Dynasty, he is more than enough to deal with irrational evil spirits.
While circling around the evil ghost, Yilin stared at the evil ghost's eyes and paid attention to the evil ghost's line of sight.
This ghost is very different from the ethereal ghost described in the ancient zhiyiye theory.
Visible.
I can touch it.
Can cut.
Yes.
Can deceive.
It's not much different from the monsters in the game.
Yilin, who has a lot of experience in fighting monsters in the future, soon found out the means of ghosts.
A word to describe
Nothing strange.
In the fog, Yilin opened silently, like a shadow.
Around the ghost happy circle.
The ghost lost his arms and shed black blood. The attack method was more monotonous. He only knew how to bite Yilin with his head.
But there was flesh and blood wriggling on the ghost's shoulders, which seemed to be recovering at a very fast speed.
"The type that can heal itself? Immortal?"
At the moment when the ghost's line of sight turned around, Yilin thought a move and cancelled the follow-up effect. Almost in less than 0.5 seconds, Yilin reopened the follow-up, but his body was short and flexibly circled behind the ghost from the ghost's "blind spot of sight".
However, the evil ghost seemed to fully notice Yilin behind him and bit at the place where Yilin deliberately left "residual shadow of sight".
"The structure of the retina is similar to that of humans?"
In Xiaoyi's eyes, the evil ghost who chooses people to eat is changed by Yilin to do all kinds of "small experiments".
While making analysis in his heart, Yilin didn't stop on his hand. His wrist shook. Blood Jasmine easily scratched the devil's neck like the sickle of death.
Hiss——
A black blood, like a small fountain, gushed into the air from the fracture of the neck.
It's spectacular.
Not far away, Xiaoyi saw this scene. His thin body trembled slightly and was scared to stay in place.
The "corpse" of the evil ghost fell down slowly, his ferocious face was buried in the soil, and his limbs twitched more than once.
Xiao Yi looked at Yi Lin's back and was shocked in his eyes. He stammered, "Sir, are you, you, you are the legendary ghost hunter?"
Yilin was silent.
He clenched the dark red short knife in his hand again.
Because
The fallen ghost stood up again!
"Immortal... Immortal?"
Yilin re tasted this sentence.
In principle, there is no real existence of "immortality and immortality" in the inner world.
It's impossible.
"That's just..." Yilin took a breath, and his smile became more and more gentle: "let's study it further by the way."
……
Xiao Yi's expression was numb and the governor looked forward.
Her steps were moving back involuntarily and bit by bit.
Like running away from this place.
There was a drop of cold sweat on his forehead.
It was only ten minutes ago that the ghost cut its throat and climbed up again.
But it feels like a whole day and night.
"Are ghost hunters so terrible?"
Xiao Yi whispered.
She watched Yilin helplessly and tried all kinds of ways to "kill ghosts".
The ghost hunter was even lingering in her ears, with a tone of surprise, curiosity, admiration and interest.
"Yo? The wound has healed..."
"The brain doesn't seem to be an action center? It can still act when the brain is destroyed..."
"If my eyeball is damaged, I can still catch my position... It seems that 'ghosts' are not creatures that simply rely on vision."
"Isn't the heart a weakness... Try again."
"If the limbs are not completely cut off, is it possible to heal? It's very troublesome."
"Will the limbs grow out slowly after a long time? This monster is very resistant to beating."
“……”
In just a few minutes, Yilin "killed" the man eater 64 times in various ways.
Yilin, who is a little persistent about numbers, originally wanted to kill enough 66 times.
It's also good to take good luck without rounding up.
It's six six.
But I didn't expect that the ghost would not get up on the ground after being killed 64 times by Yilin.
Yilin had never moved his legs for convenience, so that he could stand up more easily.
The ghost in front of me had no wisdom.
But somehow, after being killed 64 times by the smiling terrorist ghost hunter in front of him, he gave birth to an emotion called "fear".
"It's hard for me to show this expression!"
Yilin shook the black blood on the short knife and hesitated to make up two more knives.
You said you were ferocious, and Yilin did not have any psychological burden at all.
The ghost suddenly showed this poor look, which made Yilin have the illusion that the roles of both sides were exchanged.
Behind Yilin.
Xiao Yi's eyes are getting redder and redder.
It's like crying at any time.
His legs trembled with fear.
This——
Who the hell is the ghost!
Are ghost hunters so terrible!
Xiaoyi retreated one centimeter, one centimeter.
Move a little.
Right now.
A flower in front of Xiaoyi.
The fog was torn by a figure.
The cold and hard touch came from the neck.
A blood red short knife was put on his neck silently.
Pressed in the tender meat of the neck.
"Oh, don't hurry, Xiao... Yi."
Yilin whispered in Xiaoyi's ear in a gentle tone.