Chapter 79 Ghost? No, it's Slime

Back then, Sister Xue said she wanted to investigate the chemical factories, but she never returned. The people in the village went to find her, but in the end she only found her shoes by the river.

Sister Xue’s death was a sensation in this quiet little village.

Although everyone used to despise Li Bing, they were once proud of the village. Everyone attributed Sister Xue’s death to the chemical factory. Villagers went to the factory to make trouble every few days, which made the workers there miserable.

Later, due to the illness of the two sons of the families, they became even more troubled.

Later, the evidence collected by Sister Xue was also an indispensable contribution to the fact that she was able to close the chemical plants and leave.

It can be said that without Sister Xue, it would be a matter of whether the villagers of Kuanzhen Village could drive away those chemical factories back then.

After that, people gradually forgot the pride in this village, and the focus of attention in the village. Even Zhuhe, after going to study in the city, left only a faint impression of this elder sister who had admired her incomparably in the past.

The only thing that always remembers him is Xiulan...

However, this is just a saying that once circulated in the village...

At night, due to the death of two security guards, everyone was in danger. In the countryside, which had never closed their doors at night, they locked the doors at night, and even if they really wanted to go out, they would travel together. After all, no one knew whether the villagers who were familiar with were the cold-blooded murderer, and people were in a belly-breaking way. Who knew about such a thing?

"Well, please rest in peace, don't come out again to harm people..."

The woman during the day was standing at the entrance of the village, burning paper money, closing her hands and muttering in her mouth.

"Hey? Who are you burning for?"

A slightly surprised voice came from behind. He turned his head and it was Lao Song and her wife next door, and it seemed that they were walking.

"Ah, Mrs. Song, hasn't the village been peaceful these days? It's burned to A Xue. I hope she can reincarnate earlier and stop staying here forever."

"Burn it for A Xue?" Old Song immediately spat and laughed, even Mrs. Song covered her mouth and chuckled.

"This...you..." Seeing the two of them reacted like this, the woman was stunned.

"I tell you, it's useless for you like this. Actually, A Xue..."

Old Song suddenly stopped talking, his face suddenly turned into a tragic defeat, and his eyes stared straight behind the woman.

"What's wrong with Axue? Hey? What's wrong with you, Lao Song?"

"Behind you..." Mrs. Song trembledly stretched out her finger and pointed to the ground.

Seeing Lao Song like this, the woman couldn't help but feel a little scared and didn't dare to turn her head.

"Old Song, what's wrong? Tell me!"

In the end, curiosity overcame the fear, and the woman turned her head slowly...

There is nothing behind it.

"What, don't be so scary..."

When the woman said this, she couldn't speak any more, because she clearly saw that there seemed to be a unclear figure in the pool not far away in front of her, and no one was standing there.

What is that?

No one here said that, because there is nothing in the pool now...

Then, the three of them suddenly heard footsteps coming from somewhere.

Old Song narrowed his eyes and saw a figure slowly walking over in the darkness.

"Who, who!" Mrs. Song asked, doing this was to give herself courage, and she also tried a little harder to hold her husband's hand.

That person didn't answer.

A gust of wind blew, and the three of them felt an indescribable coldness hitting their bodies, and they couldn't help but tremble.

"We'd better go..." the woman said in a shocked voice.

"Yes, yes, let's go back." Old Song pulled his wife and turned around and walked towards the village.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from behind and pinched Lao Song's neck who was walking at the back! Lao Song felt that his body was cold and he could no longer move.

Old Song felt that his hand was filled with cold water...

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"I found you! Stop it!"

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There was a strange sound behind him, as if something sharp was stuck on the ground. Old Song also felt that he could move, and then his feet softened and fell to the ground.

"Old Song! What's wrong with you?"

"No, it's okay..." Old Song took a few heavy breaths, and after he had completely calmed down, he slowly stood up with the help of his wife.

"Old Song, what is that..." Sister Song looked behind Lao Song suspiciously. Seeing that her face was normal, she didn't seem to have seen something terrible, she dared to turn her head.

On the road, a huge broadsword was inserted obliquely on the ground, and the blade penetrated deeply into the ground...

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Zhu Sheng stared at the screen tightly. In the screen, the "ghost" was running for the deathbill. There were constant cold weapons such as swords, guns, swords, and other cold weapons falling down to attack him.

"I won't let you run away!"

As Zhu Sheng's thoughts moved, four large heavy swords fell in front of the running ghost, completely blocking its way forward and escape! "Ghost" could only stop. Just as he was about to retreat, a slender Western sword pierced her heel.

"Hmph, I can't escape now."

Since being exposed to Xiulan that day, Zhu Sheng suddenly realized that his ability to create things in the real world was much smoother than before. Although he still couldn't create things that were too complicated, he still could do it like a cold weapon like a sword.

As for why such a sudden change occurred, Zhu Sheng was also very strange, but because there were more important things to investigate for the time being, Zhu Sheng did not take it seriously.

At present, the points consumed by Zhu Sheng in the real world are the same as those in the main god space, but the images will be subjected to correction force and will automatically dissipate after a period of time. But the bad thing is that there is a certain delay when creating. After the imagination is completed, the power of fantasy is activated and then the finished product appears. There will be a delay of about 3 to 5 seconds during this period.

This is also why Zhu Sheng’s attack could not hit that “ghost”.

However, Zhu Sheng's cold weapon attack could unexpectedly bring huge damage to the "Ghost". After being hit by the giant blade once before, the "Ghost" trembled all over as if he had suffered a huge pain. In order to break free from the giant blade, he even tore himself in half, and now his size is half smaller.

This also made Zhu Sheng feel relieved. He was worried before whether such cold weapon attacks would be effective.

However, the crazy escape of the "ghost" afterwards gave Zhu Sheng a headache for a while. The manufacturing of cold weapons was delayed to a certain extent, and it was difficult to hit the "ghost" who was guarded.

In order to catch this extremely slippery guy, Zhu Sheng made several weapons in advance in the jungle, waiting for him to come. In order to introduce him into the preset trap, Zhu Sheng increased the frequency of attacks, restricted his movements, and could relax the attacks in a certain direction, guiding her to escape in the direction of the trap.

The "ghost" who knew nothing about this naturally stepped into the trap set by Zhu Sheng with the last step, and now he did not dare to act rashly, because several sharp swords were hanging on her head. As long as she had any abnormal movement, she would stab it down on the spot and divide it into half.

Only then did Zhu Sheng have the opportunity to carefully look at the "ghost" whose body is made of water.

No, from the appearance, it cannot be associated with ghosts, ghosts, etc., but it is more like a huge slime, shining brightly under the moonlight...

It looks a bit like jelly, and the luster is a bit like jade, and it looks a bit like clay...

In short, it is a personal slime, and it is a slime composed of water.

From the appearance, her appearance is very similar to that of Sister Xue in Xiulan's memory. From this perspective, Zhu Sheng also understood that this matter must have something to do with the strange phenomenon before.

"Yeah, yes, that's it. And, I'm a little familiar with this guy's breath..."

Zhu Sheng looked at it for a while, shook his body and spoke.

I always feel like I have seen similar existences somewhere, but I can't remember them for a while...

"Well, but what should I do next? Do I need to guide him into the main god space? Why do I feel like this is a whimsical move at all?"

Although she restricted her movements, Zhu Sheng was indeed in trouble with what to do next...
Chapter completed!