Thriller Trainee

The weather in Tongbai Village today is worse than yesterday.

The whole day was groggy, entangled with a large swath of dark clouds, like a backlog in people’s hearts, bringing a particularly uneasy feeling of restlessness.

Depending on the weather, there will be a heavy rain in these few days.

As he walked, Azan in black was communicating with the little ghosts in his own spirit banners.

These little ghosts are the spirit bodies he collected from walking in various horror copies. They are all beings who don’t want to go and live, and voluntarily follow Azan in black.

Of course, he has surrendered a lot of evil spirits, but because he is afraid of irrational evil spirits polluting other spirit bodies in the holy spirit, Ajahn in general would not put the evil spirits in the holy spirit and can pass him. Those who are screened are all beings who are too obsessed.

The little ghosts told him that they all felt a very uncomfortable breath in the temple just now.

It’s not a cold feeling, but an anxious feeling shrouded in Buddha’s light.

In the end, there are differences between humans and ghosts. If a person is a yang ghost or a yin, the breath that makes ghosts feel uncomfortable must be the most yang thing.

In this famine era, even if Buddhist and Taoist things are mixed, only the temples where Taoist monks sit or Taoists who have completed Taoism can have this effect. Once there is an existence called a living Buddha, what? Could it appear in an ordinary deserted village in the deep mountains?

Is it possible that the fairy grass legend that the villagers said is true? Is there really a bodhisattva standing here to become a Buddha?

In addition to this speculation, Azan in Black couldn’t think of a more reliable explanation.

Tongbai Village is located deep in the mountains, with steep terrain and surrounded by mountains. The position in Feng Shui is not so good. You can feel gloomy and cold when you stand in the village. It also coincides with a turbulent world and a famine. There are countless starving ghosts floating on the roadside, which greatly disturbs the black Azan. Judgment.

However, it is not nothing.

Last night, one incident caught the attention of Azan in black.

In order to verify this conjecture, he planned to check it from house to house while the villagers were going to catch people.

He tightened his robes, and walked forward.

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The darkness in the tunnel is still there.

During the fight, they were not far from the mourning hall. The subtle light from outside shone diagonally across the corridor, still unable to dissipate the cold breath.

[Wow, this C-class old man is so vicious, he even played the trick of a sneak attack from behind]

[That is, trainees cannot kill each other, so I want to kill with a knife]

The place of infinite loop is big, and there are all kinds of monsters, ghosts and snakes. Since there are good old people who are recognized as Messiah, there are people who specialize in picking people behind and jealous of talents.

[This kind of person is really disgusting, I didn’t expect the horror of the trainee competition, there are such maggots in the live broadcast to everyone, speechless]

[No, why didn’t both of them notice the piece of talisman paper just now? Look at the top and bottom right of the screen. I feel a little flustered. Isn’t it a bad spell?]

Faced with Yi Ruisi’s accusation, Zong Jiu shrugged: “You can think what you like. You are defeated.”

The other party was obviously incompetent and furious and said that he was a ghost, unless five people accused him together, otherwise he would not show his feet.

If Yi Ruisi hadn’t hit his gun, Zong Jiu would have forgotten this person. After all, he has offended too many people, and he wouldn’t mind if he was a little bit stronger.

but–

In response to the resentful look in the opponent’s eyes, the white-haired young man stroked his chin.

Keeping this person is always a hidden danger, if the other party is willing to be a **** cudgel, even Zong Jiu will be unbearable to the flies.

He was about to open his mouth, but suddenly felt an unusual coldness rising from behind his spine.

In an instant, the entire tunnel was darkened.

The white veil hanging in the mourning hall not far away began to fly with the wind, and the sky became darker.

The chilly wind rose on the ground and convolved from the icy blue-gray stone slab, bringing an unusual stench, and even the black shadow projected on the stone slab was clearly visible.

Yi Ruisi’s eyes widened.

He lowered his head in trepidation, following the faint light, he happened to see the scorched talisman paper at his feet.

“hiss–“

In time, Yi Ruisi’s face was distorted.

He didn’t care about his hand nailed to the wall, and he endured the pain of his heart with all his might. The blood was all over the floor in an instant.

“Fuck!”

The white-haired man in front of me didn’t know, but Yi Rui thought clearly.

This Yin Gathering Talisman is an E-level prop he got in a C-level instance. Although the item level is not high, but the usefulness is real. One time, in order to **** props from the survivors on the same team, he accidentally attracted the ghost of that instance with the Yin-gathering Talisman. After he almost died, Yi Ruisi knew how powerful it was and secretly left a few copies in the system. In the backpack, waiting to borrow a knife to kill someone in the future.

Even Yi Ruisi could detect the change, but Zong Jiu didn’t feel anything. He only felt a yin breeze, and there was an unusually disgusting smell in the air. Thinking about this, he kicked it by the way, and successfully caused the opponent to fall into the mud.

But this is not the time to hide and not hide, the white-haired young man quickly took out the dementing bell and arranged it.

A week of dense runes was engraved on the small copper bell, held in the palm of the hand, and with the master’s mind, there was a sound that only the dead could hear.

“What kind of talisman is that?” Zong Jiu followed the opponent’s line of sight and frowned.

Obviously they are standing here for no reason, how could they provoke ghosts?

“Go…Go away!”

At this time, Yi Ruisi was not in the mood to answer his question. He didn’t even realize that the other party was holding the inner ghost exclusive props written in the prompt. Instead, he staggered and climbed from the ground. The ground rushed forward.

However, the next moment, he froze in place.

In the darkness not far away, a pair of shriveled to black legs were slowly hanging behind the young man’s trouser legs.

The tattered clothes were scorched black under the nails, and the flesh was a dark yellow that shrank, and there were corpse spots all over it.

Obviously, this is not a pair of legs that belong to a living person.

“You…behind you—”

Yi Ruisi’s eyes straightened, her face was horrified, and her teeth were shaking.

He was agitated, his fingers holding the props were unable to exert any effort, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, gradually freezing from the soles of his feet, all the way down the spinal cord to his neck.

The smell of the corpse became stronger and stronger, and the whole narrow corridor was filled with that smell.

Zong Jiu didn’t speak, and turned his head while shaking the bell in his hand.

He had just received the [Non-Mainline Quest Item, Submission Failure] from the main system, and he knew what was standing behind him.

Behind him, a face with thousands of horrible white marks soaked in water was hanging there quietly.

In addition to these, the eyes of the corpse, the black pupils have completely covered the white of the eyes and turned into pitch black. At first glance, it looked like a dark sunken eye socket, very strange.

The white light projected from the mourning hall stretched behind them, only projecting two long and narrow black shadows.

It goes without saying what the third person is.

“Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!”

Just as Zong Jiu saw what was behind him, Yi Ruisi also saw this pale face clearly, and opened his mouth to let out a scream like a pig.

The next moment, Zong Jiu read an undisguised dislike from the dead body’s dark eyes.

However, his screams only lasted for a moment, and then stopped in his throat.

It ended forever.

The blood could not stop pouring from Yi Ruisi’s throat, gurgling blisters.

“Ho, ho, ho—”

The cold breath gradually encroached on his limbs, and easily made his body stiff.

Finally, after his eyes turned into the same pitch black, Yi Ruisi’s expression finally settled on extreme panic.

Qing Bai climbed onto his face.

he died.

There was dead silence in the tunnel.

The prompt sound of the main system will sound in due course [Inner Ghost Card Immunity (1/3)]

Zong Jiu looked at the pale face and ‘looked’ at the dementing bell in his hand with pure black pupils.

The white-haired youth paused and stopped shaking.

The other party grinned sullenly at him, bent over and mechanically picked up Yi Ruisi’s back collar, passed by him, and disappeared at the end of the tunnel.

The yin wind disappeared and the cold air dissipated. Except for a pool of blood on the ground, no one knows what happened here a few minutes ago.

Every barrage was dumbfounded.

[Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh? ? ? I’m stupid, but the inner ghost is actually a magician? 】

[Wow, I know that Mr. Zhuge will not say useless nonsense, combined with the question just now, I have reason to believe that Mr. Zhuge has guessed the magician’s head (kneel)]

[Wait, why didn’t the ghost kill the magician just now? 】

[Did you just enter the live broadcast upstairs? Didn’t you see that he took the inner ghost card? Generally, the inner ghost card has the number of exemptions. Otherwise, fighting with people and fighting with ghosts, wouldn’t it be too tiring? 】

Zong Jiu let out a long sigh, slowly lowering the poker cards and dementing bell he was holding in his hand.

It’s a bet.

Zong Jiu also exchanged several low-level gadgets in Las Vegas that could fight against the existence of supernatural beings.

But since he got the special props of the inner ghost in the dungeon of Don’t Starve Mountain Village, it is naturally more appropriate to give priority to using the items in the dungeon. Because props also have the home field advantage of props, they can get the greatest effect increase in their own copies of the produced props.

More importantly, he only got the Neigui Card. The main system will certainly not come up with a pair of thirty or so, and must give some privileges to the inner ghost.

Lenovo’s experience in the first dungeon mental hospital, the inner ghost has immunity to the unsolvable supernatural existence of that dungeon, so Zong Jiu guess this dungeon may also have similar settings. It’s a pity that the dungeon didn’t start for long, and the spiritual existence had not officially killed a trainee, breaking Zong Jiu’s path to verify the conjecture.

Judging from the current situation, the good guy, worthy of the inner ghost card, actually has the power of psychic immunity, although only three times, that is equivalent to three lives. This is called mixed into the ghost camp!

Zong Jiu said something in his heart, and walked in the direction where the corpse had left.

After more than a dozen steps, it suddenly became clear.

When he came in, he happened to see the corpse lying back on the ground in time, and by the way, he stiffly pulled up the white cloth, covered himself, motionless, just like a real corpse.

Zong Jiu: “…”

Do ghosts have such professional ethics these days?

He sighed at this absurd world, squatted down and posted a corpse rune on the forehead of Yi Ruisi’s corpse.

This is an F-level spell sent along with the dementing bell, which can briefly control the movement of the corpse.

Watching the upper body of the corpse bounce up like a bird with a frightened bow, and when he was about to jump around behind him, Zong Jiu made two hehe.

Good guy, worthy of being a corpse slayer, his professional technical proficiency is directly full.

He gave instructions: “You first get out of the mourning hall and hide in the village. You are not allowed to come out without my order.”

Yi Ruisi nodded mechanically and walked away.

Zong Jiu also followed behind him, thinking about how to use this corpse to confuse other trainees’ attention, a cold voice suddenly came from beside him.

Zhuge secretly leaned against the cold wall of the tunnel, glanced at Zong Jiu’s well-documented inner ghost props, and walked straight towards him.

“All done? Let’s go.”

Zong Jiu: “……?”

Wait, what are you doing! ! Pupils earthquake!