Weird: Run away, he has conceptual-level abilities!.

Chapter 112 This time, you have to take the pie yourself

Following the two fang-toothed monsters, Jiang Ming seemed leisurely and relaxed along the way, like a tourist being led by a tour guide.

The expressions of the five players behind him were not so good.

A face full of tears but no tears.

They really felt that if they followed in, they would be beaten to death.

It was a ghost village.

There are only ghosts living in it.

Even if they are all at the vengeful ghost level, if their numbers are too large, even a fourth-level ghost controller will not be able to withstand them.

Not to mention, there are not many simple people who can survive in such a place full of poisonous miasma and ghost beasts. They are almost certain that there must be ferocious ghosts in the village.

And there may be more than one.

In this situation, once you step into the haunted den, your life is in danger.

however……

Jiang Ming, who was walking in front, didn't seem to be aware of this problem.

Still following on his own.

soon.

Under the cover of fog, a village was outlined.

Jiang Ming took a look.

Tsk.

This place is even more shabby than Huangquan Village.

If Huangquan Village is a poor village, then this place is a beggars' den.

The so-called village was nothing more than a series of thatched huts temporarily built with wooden boards and dead leaves, surrounded by rotten wood on the outside, symbolizing the size of the village.

It's like a refugee shelter.

I'm afraid that any ghost beast of a slightly larger size could come and destroy us at will.

"You guys live here?"

Jiang Ming asked curiously.

The fanged ghost didn't want to answer, but looking at the red object thrown up by Jiang Ming, he chose to follow his heart and explained honestly: "Do you think it's shabby? There's nothing we can do. Our Biyou Village is based in the barren mountains. We don't have contact with the outside world all year round. We are generally self-sufficient. The whole village can barely maintain food and clothing."

"Have you ever thought about going out?"

The fang ghost said in a melancholy tone: "We are different from other ghosts. Because we have lived in the barren mountains for many years, if we stay for a long time, we will be poisoned. Who dares to use us?"

Hear the words.

Jiang Ming patted his shoulder.

I thought about it.

A word of comfort:
"It's quite miserable. Looking at your current appearance, if I were the boss, I would kick you out too."

Fanged Ghost: ...

The two of them were twitching their eyelids.

Nima.

If you can't fucking speak, just shut up.

We won't treat you as dumb if you don't speak.

What is this appearance?

Are you saying we are ugly?

Your comfort really makes us feel cold.

Being implicitly called ugly, the two fanged ghosts couldn't stand it anymore and began to explain: "We are just poisoned, so we look scary."

Another fanged ghost also said angrily: "Who knows what happened to Desolate Mountain during this period? The frequency of the poisonous miasma has increased a lot, and the detoxifying herbs that have been passed down from generation to generation are unable to restrain it. Once new detoxifying herbs are developed, we will recover."

Jiang Ming seemed to be thinking about something.

Something seemed to have happened in Desolate Mountain, causing the concentration of poisonous miasma to increase.

Conversation room.

Jiang Ming has already walked into the village.

As two fang-toothed ghosts came back dragging the corpse of a fierce ghost-level beast, the villagers who had been waiting eagerly came out of the thatched huts one after another.

Looking at the returning hero with surprise.

As for Jiang Ming, he was ignored.

See this.

Jiang Ming watched with interest.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

There are nearly sixty ghost residents in this Biyou Village, none of them is below the evil ghost level, and there are quite a few fierce ghosts, the number of which can be counted as many as two hands.

some of.

There is also a fierce ghost.

It was a ghostly old man who was not very tall, thin and skinny, and was walking with a cane.

of course.

This is not the point.

The point is, among the sixty or so ghosts that came out to greet them, each one was poisoned, their skin was covered with black lines, and they all looked very weak.

Some of them were leaning against the thatched huts, looking as if they had great difficulty in moving.

This village is really unique with its old, weak, sick and disabled people.

Jiang Ming thought to himself.

At this time.

The leading old man with a fierce ghost-level illness growled in surprise: "You succeeded. You successfully hunted down a fierce ghost-level ghost beast. How did you do it? With your condition, I thought you could just kill a few evil ghost-level ghost beasts."

Hear this.

The two fanged monster's face collapsed immediately.

Subconsciously, he looked at Jiang Ming.

The sick old man only noticed Jiang Ming's presence at this time, and asked in confusion: "Human? You don't mean to say that this evil ghost beast was hunted by this human?"

The two nodded.

"This human has a super-quality penis. We are no match for him. We can only let him follow us."

"what?!"

The old man with the ghost-level disease glared fiercely with his turbid eyes.

Almost bit my tongue.

A human possesses a super-quality penis?
and many more.

This doesn't seem to be the point.

Based on what these two people said, he summarized the current situation.

"You guys are...being held hostage?"

The sick old man said in disbelief.

It is a fantasy that humans hold ghosts hostage.

If you tell this to others, you will be laughed to death and be engraved on the pillar of shame.

The two fanged ghosts lowered their heads in silence, with a look of despair written all over their faces.

They don't want to either.

But who made this human so extremely strong?

Super-grade Yin instruments can be taken out at will, and evil ghost-level monsters can be killed at will. They didn't dare to speak even in their prime, let alone when they were poisoned.

If they don't give in, they won't have to make dinner tonight.

at this time.

Jiang Ming interrupted the conversation of several people.

He said unhappily, "Hey, don't accuse a good person. How can this be called hostage-taking? Can you guys speak? I'm just an ordinary tourist, visiting your place, and you're treating me like a terrorist."

Sick old man: ...

God is so fucking ordinary.

Judging from your courage and ability to lie with your eyes open, you must be a social terrorist at best.

but……

When he thought about the fact that this human possessed a super-quality penis, he could understand why the other party was so confident.

Immediately.

He stared at Jiang Ming with cold eyes.

"Human, what do you want to do?"

"If all 72 of us from Biyou Village rush forward, even if you have a super-quality Yin weapon, you won't be able to kill us all before your Yin power is exhausted."

Jiang Ming: ...

He looked at the sick old man in front of him with an amused expression.

How the hell can you say such cowardly words in such a harsh tone?
I really can't kill all of you before my Yin energy is exhausted, but... I can take drugs.

Jiang Ming took out a bottle of Huiyin Dan from his body.

He shook it in front of the sick old man.

He could clearly see that the sick old man's body was shaking as well.

"What do you say now?"

Hear the words.

The sick old man lives in Bengbu.

You even have Yin Dan to restore Yin energy, what else can I say?
You are awesome, okay?

With this thought.

The sick old man, who was a fierce ghost, suddenly became weak.

The originally straight and thin body bent at this moment.

"Human, you win. What do you plan to do in Biyou Village? Tell us and we will do what we can."

As soon as these words came out.

The ghost residents of the entire Biyou Village were in an uproar.

No.

Village chief, you voted so quickly?
Surrender to a human being?
No way.

This is just a human being.

A spiritless but hot-tempered ghost-level villager immediately stood up and wanted to call on others to capture Jiang Ming together. They couldn't let a human being show off his power here. The next second.

A red stone pendant, as big as a small missile, hit him like a cannonball.

A hole with a diameter of more than 40 centimeters was left on the spot.

"What do you want to do by standing up? You want to argue with me?"

Jiang Ming's eyes were dangerous.

The drought nail rose into the air, like the scythe of the god of death, hanging above his head.

This made all the ghosts in Biyou Village turn pale.

The power of the super-grade Yin instrument was fully displayed at this moment.

The ghosts dared not move.

Silence fell.

"..."

The fiery ghost who was just about to stand up looked at the big pit in front of him, and sat back silently under the gaze of the villagers.

Bury your head in the soil.

Be an ostrich.

"That's right. I already said I'm just a guest. Why do you have to make the atmosphere so awkward? I'm really not a bad person."

Jiang Ming nodded with satisfaction.

He controlled the Hanba nail to fly across the face of each ghost, making them shudder with fear.

I have completely lost all my rebellious thoughts.

The sick old man also swallowed his saliva and said, "Human, just say what you want to say."

Jiang Ming was also unambiguous.

He said bluntly: "Not long ago, a group of ghost bandits robbed a batch of goods from the merchant group. I want to know who robbed them?"

Hear this.

The sick old man was stunned.

Then his brows furrowed.

"There are quite a lot of ghosts working as bandits in Desolate Mountain. Apart from the natives like us, most of them have become bandits. It will take time to find them."

"how long it takes?"

"I... Human, you have seen the state of our village. They are the only ones in our village who can move freely. I want to help you find it, but I am powerless."

The sick old man pointed at the ghost villagers behind him and said helplessly.

Jiang Ming frowned.

It is really too much to ask this group of old, weak and sick people to go out and collect intelligence.

I thought about it.

Jiang Ming waved.

He motioned to the ghost doctor squatting at the entrance of the village to come in.

……

at the same time.

Five players squatted at the entrance of the village, staring blankly at Jiang Ming's achievement of conquering an entire ghost village by himself, with horror on their faces.

I feel like this is all so dreamy.

Can humans be so majestic in the Pure Land?

Is this definitely not some sci-fi blockbuster?
Looking at Jiang Ming's back, seeing him suppressing the whole scene and making the ghosts tremble, they were in a trance.

Until Jiang Ming shouted.

The ghost doctor finally came to his senses.

He ran over quickly.

He completely lost the pride of being a player in the mid-level game zone.

Jiang Ming was about to leave.

The other players looked at each other and followed.

In the current situation, the ones who should be afraid are not them, but the ghosts in Biyou Village.

Looking at the ghosts' trembling expressions, several players felt an indescribable sense of joy in their hearts.

It is a feeling that humans can defeat ghosts and make ghosts afraid.

And this feeling was brought to them by Jiang Ming.

soon.

The ghost doctor ran to Jiang Ming.

He asked, "Brother, what's the matter?"

He is at least six or seven years older than Jiang Ming, but at this moment, the word "brother" is his truest thought.

"Come and see what kind of poison they were poisoned with and see if there is any way to cure it."

"Okay, okay. I'll take a look."

The ghost doctor went straight to the sick old man who was as fierce as a ghost, touched his wrist to listen to his pulse, checked his ears, nose, eyes, mouth and tongue, and finally lifted up his clothes for a careful observation.

After hesitating for a few minutes, his expression immediately fell.

See this.

The sick old man seemed to know it in advance, and shook his head and said, "It's useless. This is tarsal poison. It has penetrated into the bone marrow and is difficult to clean out. At most, it can relieve the symptoms. If you can give us a month and a half, we can also find a way to relieve the symptoms."

The ghost doctor also explained: "The scientific name of this poison in the City of No Return is parasitic toxin. It is usually present from the mother's womb. It accumulates day after day and becomes a deadly poison. If it can be cleaned through the hospital's bone washing equipment, it can be suppressed quickly, but here..."

Speaking of which.

He finally said: "There is no solution."

After listening.

Jiang Ming narrowed his eyes.

Forget about detoxification.

But so does relieving symptoms.

then.

Jiang Ming said calmly, "No solution? That's not necessarily true. What if a pie falls from the sky?"

As soon as these words came out.

The five players' pupils suddenly widened.

It's like a stress reaction.

after all.

Jiang Ming is a European emperor, and there are really good things happening around him.

only……

Is Jiang Ming's luck still useful here?

Unless a piece of bone-cleaning equipment as the ghost doctor mentioned falls from the sky, or unless a bag full of detoxifying Yin pills is picked up, there is no way to resolve the current situation.

For a while.

All five players were looking forward to it.

however……

Ten minutes passed.

There was no change around.

This time.

They were disappointed.

But on second thought, this is actually normal.

Their threshold had been raised by Jiang Ming's unimaginable luck.

To know.

Even if you are the king of luck, it is impossible to be lucky all the time.

Not to mention, in the current situation, even if we want to, there is no way.

Jiang Ming was also stunned for a moment.

Feel wrong.

The conceptual level capabilities of the plug-in are unquestionable.

Now that he has said it, there will definitely be a "pie" falling from the sky.

Now there is none, is it because he didn’t move?

This thought arose in Jiang Ming's mind.

Then, as if a blessing had come to him, he walked towards the back mountain of Biyou Village.

It was a cliff.

Bottomless.

Poisonous miasma is everywhere.

Even the most ferocious ghost-level beasts would not dare to move around in such a place.

I didn't even dare to get close to it.

Jiang Ming walked over.

A group of players didn't understand what was going on, so they followed suit, thinking that Jiang Ming was just lucky and had seen something.

next second.

Jiang Ming stepped on a piece of soft soil that was completely different from the surrounding black soil.

at once.

The soil sank in.

With Jiang Ming as the center, an area of ​​three meters in radius was covered, causing space ripples, and then forming a vortex.

Following a flash of light.

Jiang Ming and five players disappeared at the same time.

Seeing this bizarre scene, the sick old man at the level of a fierce ghost was suspicious: "Is that... a fixed-formation ghost domain teleportation? There is such a thing in Biyou Village? Where does it teleport to?"

In this regard.

Jiang Ming didn't know.

He didn't know where this led to.

He only knew that sometimes one has to find a position to catch the pie that falls from the sky.

(End of this chapter)