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Chapter 8 The last resentment of the fellow

Shirashi inspects the panel, plus the 10 points of spiritual power obtained from the corpse monster conversion, now there are 14 points of spiritual power.

This spiritual power that has been completely converted to oneself has been completely integrated into the body, and no longer has the feeling of being burst like when temporarily stealing it, just like the one who explodes.

Shiraishi guessed that he could get rid of Sadako's clone without stealing, just swinging a sledgehammer to smash it.

By the way, the witches and monks actually have superpowers, so I have to observe them.

Shiraishi looked at Yui Tahaha, she was cleaning up the mucus on Monk Xinzheng's head.

[Level 1 Witch: Yui Tahaha.

Can steal:

Spiritual power 13 o'clock,

Level 1 skill: Lost cherry sword,

Level 1 skill: talisman control technique,

Level 1 skill: Four Gods forbidden,

Level 2 Spiritual Object: Binding Magic Rope,

A cute little piece.]

Hell, can you steal a cute little one? Is this kind of person? And the other party’s size cannot be described as “small” at all?

It seems that this is a little witch, with only 13 points of spiritual power. I just trapped the corpse monster with the combination, mainly because of the binding magic rope.

At this time, the phone vibrated again, and Shiraishi took it out and looked:

24-hour networm: "@Baishi, man, you are so awesome, do you have superpowers?"

Shiraishi: "@24-hour networm, hahaha, help me see if there are any other monsters? No matter what the hell, it makes its mother not recognize it!"

Shiraishi felt that stealing spiritual power and skills was so good. He had surpassed the little witch in just half a day. Maybe a few more ghosts would be awesome.

The 24-hour Networm has not answered yet, and the onlookers have stopped doing it:

"Are these two people acting double acts? Why don't I understand it a little! It's the same as it is!"

"Super powers, can you still hammer ghosts? Are you two writing novels?"

"Just just a post, it was shocking! Withdrawn!"

"I thought it was a ghost story, that's it? Goodbye!"

Shiraishi was a little unhappy, we are a honest person! He turned his head and looked at it, took a few photos of the corpse monsters scattered in pieces, and posted them on the forum.

If you are a man, you have to fight for real pictures!

"Damn it! The scene of a large murder! So much bloody pus! I'm scared, I'm flashing!"

"The scene of the ghost film? This one is a bit realistic! Let's share the title of the film, when will it be launched?"

"Shocked! The headless female corpse appeared in the ruins after the shock, and the mysterious uniform was left on the spot!"

"Social!Social!"

Shiraishi was about to chat with netizens, and a message popped up:

24-hour networm: "@Shirashi: Save me!"

Turning his head, the bald monk Xinzheng had recovered his energy and walked forward to the inside of the broken wall. Facing the place where the netizen was just buried, he clasped his hands together:

"The Buddha's light shines everywhere!"

A faint golden light beam was generated out of thin air and was about to fall on the concrete floor.

Damn, the networm will be purified by this guy in 24 hours!

When Shiraishi was anxious, this netizen obviously became a ghost, and he was completely dead after being purified.

The Buddha's light had been generated, and he had no time to interrupt, so he could only subconsciously use his strongest skill: theft technique.

However, the Buddha's light had already descended on the piece of cement and a little black smoke rose.

Fortunately, the system prompt sounded:

[Successfully steal, get an unknown spiritual object, please name it yourself.]

Bai Shi felt a heavy thing sinking in his hand, and the 24-hour cement ground where the networm originally lived turned into soft gray-white powder.

"Amitabha, there is still a ghost here. The dead resentful soul is trapped in the ruins of the building. The little monk has sent it to salvation."

I will save you, this is my fellow villager!

Shiraishi first ran to stomp his feet, trying to shout a few times to see if the netizens are still there, but he didn't know what to shout, so he quickly took out his cell phone:

Shiraishi: "@24-hour networm: Are you okay, man?"

Shiraishi: "@24-hour networm: Come out, let's squeak!"

But there was no news.

The majority of netizens asked what was wrong. Bai Shi had no intention of answering and raised the hammer to the monk.

"Sir Shiraishi, you, do you still like to play with this? Isn't it a bit out of place to take it out now?"

Shiraishi noticed that Tahaha Yui looked at his left hand in surprise, with a very unnatural expression and felt something was wrong.

I looked down and saw the heavy thing in my hand, with a little shameful appearance.

Twenty centimeters long and the thickness of an egg, a golden stick-shaped object, not too straight, with an umbrella-shaped protrusion at the top.

Damn, what's the thing I stole?

Combined with the system prompt just now, Shiraishi probably thought this was something that theft technique brought to him in a hurry: an unknown spiritual object!

Could it be that the networm brother who has become a ghost was shining by the monk's Buddha light and did not go to the Pure Land of Bliss and became such a thing?

So how should I explain this appearance? Is it the last resentment of a fellow villager?

Seeing that Yui Tahara and Monk Shizuka were looking at him, Shiraishi put away the "unknown spirit object" and beat him up haha:

"Hahaha, this is a misunderstanding. I didn't use this toy myself. It's not suitable, it's not suitable, it's not suitable, and the gender is not suitable."

"Master Xinzheng, please feel whether there are ghosts around you. Thank you for your hard work! By the way, Mr. Shiraishi, why are you here?"

Yui Tahara saw him put away the stone stick, gave a command, and then walked up to ask.

"Help the ghost to enjoy, uh, no, save the ghost's life to earn seven-level pagoda. But look, this ghost is over now. How come you are here?"

Shiraishi is serious nonsense.

"The world changes, and demons are everywhere in Tokyo, and the police department is no longer able to deal with the situation. To prevent the situation from getting out of control, the cabinet allows major shrines and temples to send forces to control the situation."

Nani Shiraishi shook the hammer in a daze, indicating that he didn't understand.

Yui Taha seemed to have not understood it, but it shouldn't be the one who can kill the corpse monster with one blow.

Yui Tahaha continued: "Although the exorcist is not weak in ability, Shinto and Buddhist paths are orthodox. Our special operations team is affiliated with the name of the Metropolitan Police Department, but it is very free to move.

Shiraishi, join us, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Before Shiraishi traveled through time, he also read many novels. He is not unfamiliar with the official organization of supernatural powers. It seems that this is a sledgehammer swing, and the other party wants him to join too.

But, I just want to go home!

At this time, Master Xinzheng had already returned and nodded to Yui Duoba. There were no other ghosts around him.

When I remembered the trip when I got home, I remembered the travel expenses. Shiraishi felt a little distressed to go to the abandoned house next to him and touched the floor slab that had been illuminated by Buddha's light and turned into fine sand:
Chapter completed!
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