Chapter 19

"Ghost world?"

Wu Ming looks ignorant and innocent. Naturally, he will not be so stupid as to admit that he has been prepared.

"How can it be? The difficulty of Hong level is a medium-sized replica. It's still a world of ghosts and gods... "

On the other hand, Tu yanghao's face changed completely. Even the cold faced swordsman and the young lady in the cloth skirt beside Wu Ming didn't look very good.

"Dare to ask this elder sister, is the Hong level mission of the main temple very difficult?"

Wu Ming approached the young woman and asked.

"Ha ha... Xiao Lang Jun really knows how to talk. My sister's name is Shanlan. How about you?"

Obviously, Wu Ming's skin bag is pretty good. At least the attribute of innate charm is very high. It's hard to make people feel disgusted. Shanlan laughs wildly and adds a touch of flattery.

"Little brother is nameless!"

Since the other party has given a nickname, Wu Ming naturally follows suit.

"The nameless little brother is good!"

Shanlan said with a smile: "my sister likes you so smart! I'll send you a message today! The task of the main temple is the most easy at the wasteland level, followed by the Hong level. According to the past practice, it should only be a small scene, and the difficulty is also low. The enemy is at most at the congenital and exorbitant level, and there are very few ghost scenes... But now, the difficulty is obviously increased... "

At this point, even her face is a trace of sadness.

"It's no wonder that Tu yanghao, who looked like a contented man before, has become a hot pot ant again. No wonder he went fishing with a leisurely attitude and finally touched the great white shark. That's what he felt..."

Wu Ming is to hear in the heart sweat for a while: "this change... Should have nothing to do with me?"

He has a vague guess. Maybe it is because the jade pendant he brought complements the main temple that makes the world more real and more difficult.

"So... What is the purpose of the main temple? It's not boring, is it? "

There was a flash of thinking in Wu Ming's eyes, but he said in a loud voice: "ladies and gentlemen, at this time, our task is to rush to heitai County, but there is no time limit. Does this mean that there must be danger along the way, forcing us to go?"

"That's very reasonable!"

Tu yanghao said: "now... We have to work together!"

As soon as this remark came out, even Shanlan and the other cold faced swordsman were moved, but Wu Ming shook his head: "thank you for your kindness. I'm just used to going alone!"

He refused without hesitation!

Tu yanghao heard this, but his face was suddenly gloomy.

"This friend..."

What else did Tu yanghao want to say, but the shadow of the trees was whirling around him. There was a whimper, like a ghost crying!

Sobbing!

In the dark of the morning and the thick fog, the whine and cry from all sides can make people feel numb.

Even, in the white fog, there was a faint shadow. The seven orifices were bleeding, and the death was terrible.

"Ghosts and ghosts?"

Wu Ming had a name in his mind, but he was not afraid.

After all, it's indispensable in the big Zhou world. At most, the real wandering wild ghosts make sneaky sounds and are restrained by masculinity and filth. As long as they don't belong to fierce ghosts and evil spirits, they can't get in the way of big events.

"Up

At this time, among the newcomers who just got up, a young man in a Confucian shirt and a scholar's square towel, who seemed to be a scholar, stood up and said to the ghosts: "in broad daylight, heaven and earth, are you still waiting for the ghosts?"

I'm sorry!

His words are sonorous and powerful, and it seems that there is an invisible force field expanding away.

When the ghost met this, it immediately seemed that the cold water met the boiling oil, and his body made a sound, screamed, and disappeared into the dark.

"Oh? I didn't expect that there was a taxi with noble spirit! "

Wu Ming's eyes brightened.

This kind of ghost can be denounced and retreated by ordinary people even if they bite the blood essence on the tip of their tongue, but the effect will never be as good as this famous scholar!

Confucianism says: I am good at cultivating noble spirit!

This noble spirit is the unique magic power of Confucianism! If it comes to the stage of the famous Confucian, it's really easy to drink. Even if the ghost king has to retreat, even the demon people who have practiced magic arts have to be restless, and their magic skills are greatly reduced!

Of course, this famous scholar is far from reaching this level, but he has integrity in his mind. He read some famous people and went to the imperial examination of Dazhou, but he was more than enough to be a child student.

"This young master..."

Tu yanghao curled his lips, and a man next to him immediately came forward, apparently to draw in.

In any case, a Confucian scholar who practices noble spirit is quite useful in this world of ghosts and gods.

"No..."

However, Wu Ming's scalp suddenly tightened and his back became numb: "how can there be ghosts everywhere? This kind of thing is not born, there are ghost soldiers, land, City God and other Yin God to lead it? Or is it just a shady place? "

"Look

Shanlan screamed, but in the fog, more and more virtual shadows appeared, all of them were pale and empty ghosts.

Even, in the center of the ghost group, where the mountain fog is thick, there is a trace of black air emerging, which makes Jie Jie laugh strangely.

"Ghost!"

Wu Ming murmured.

If wandering spirits and wild ghosts are equivalent to ordinary people, then fierce ghosts are at least at the level of elite soldiers.

"There are so many houses!"

The former scholar also turned pale. He knew that he could not get close to ten or eight wild ghosts, but the fierce ghosts were different! This ghost has Yin Qi. If you don't pay attention to consumption, three or five of them will make you difficult to carry on, and you will rush up in the end.

It's just that the warrior's Qi and blood are masculine, and he's haunted by fierce ghosts. It's possible for him to have a serious illness or even die.

The mountain fog is getting thicker, but the ghosts are getting closer and closer.

"All of you, don't be afraid in your heart. We are very popular. We are all in one place. We dare not commit any crimes. We will rush out together again!"

Tu yanghao said in a deep voice that he had a sense of dignity.

But Wu Ming was silent and suddenly rushed into the fog.

"Is this man a fool?"

Shanlan and others look at each other, but their eyes are gradually widened.

Because after Wu Ming went deep into the fog, the ghosts retreated and opened, even the black air.

"A monk?! No, it's a ghost pill

Tu yanghao lost his voice and exclaimed, but his tone was filled with envy and regret.

With his wealth, a ghost pill is nothing, but every time the task comes down, is it a special one?

Do you want to improve your mental skills? Do you want to prepare the medicine? There are also items to prevent witchcraft, witchcraft and Taoism, and even merits reserved for just in case

Basically, it's good to have a few broken evil runes if you can exchange them all over the world to restrain ghosts.

Where is Wu Ming like this, know the specific information, and then for exchange, the effect is naturally extraordinary.

"But... This new man, can all be replaced by someone who specially controls ghosts? If he is so careless, he will suffer losses sooner or later!"

Tu yanghao sneered in his heart. He immediately put on a look of awe inspiring righteousness, and quickly lined up. The noble taxi was the first. Then there were several people in the blood alliance. Shanlan and the cold faced swordsman rushed to the fog.

……

"Quite interesting, too!"

Wu Ming had a sachet of ghost pill hanging on his arm. He was looking at the wandering spirits with gray color, which he couldn't avoid. He went deeper and deeper, but his face was thoughtful.

In Dazhou, the system of yin and God was complete, and there were no so many wandering souls to feast his eyes on.

At this time, seeing the numb and pale faces of these old and weak women and children, I'm afraid that ordinary people would have been fighting with each other for a long time.

"Fierce ghost?"

Wu Ming looked at the black air in front of him, but he was just a little afraid of his ghost pill. He was eager to try. He could not help laughing and patting the long cloth on his back.

Shua!

The peach wood sword with red copper color was in hand for a moment. With a sneer, it stabbed straight up.

Peach wood sword can avoid ghosts and gods. In addition, he has almost four or five points of power in his physical realm. The shadow of the sword is a flash, even with a glimmer of light.

"Ah

The fierce ghost screamed, and was scattered by the sword Qi. The gray and black air appeared, but it couldn't gather.

Seeing this scene, the ghosts around him even retreated and avoided Wu Ming.

"It's a pity... There's no merit..."

Wu Ming took back his sword, turned his mouth expressionless, and looked behind him. He found that he didn't know how far he had thrown the gang.

"I don't know how many of them are in Heitai county?"

Wu Ming went straight and found that after walking out of the thick fog, a small path appeared in the mountains. After walking down for half an hour, there were some people.

"This is the only way down the mountain..."

Looking back, Wu Ming saw that the mountains were hidden in the fog, showing a huge shadow, like a beast that devoured life. He just sighed.

At this time, after going down the mountain, it was a dilapidated town.

None of the strong men were seen, most of them were white haired old people, and their faces were numb and lifeless.

However, seeing Wu Ming's eyes, it seems like seeing a ghost.

"Is the guest from black mountain?"

Wu Ming walked all the way to the center of the town before an old man came forward trembling on crutches. His face was looking at Wu Ming nervously.

"Exactly... I don't know where it is? Where is Heitai county? "

Wu Ming asked.

"This is Heishui town. When you get out of the town, you can walk twenty miles to the east to get to the county seat..."

The father-in-law turned over and did not dare to accept Wu Ming's salute. He said, "since you are from Heishan, you must not be a emissary of Heishan, or you must be a strange man with magical skills. How can you kill me?"

"Heishan?"

Wu Ming looked at the shadow behind him. It seemed that he could not see the sun all the year round, but it was continuous. The pupils of the mountains with a long atmosphere shrank slightly: "it seems that this mountain also exists as a Jedi here..."