"Little brother, you are so slow. I have been waiting for you for a long time..."
Zhou Han, wearing two cute ponytails, saw Wang Ye from a distance and pouted unhappily.
"Let's go." Wang Ye, who had long been accustomed to Zhou Han, skipped the topic and said calmly.
Zhou Han glared at Wang Ye dissatisfied: "Boring!" After saying that, he jumped to the city gate and showed his ID to the investigator.
Then, under the respectful eyes of the investigators, the two people left the city through a light blue light curtain.
Cold...
Standing outside the city, feeling the unique temperature of the wasteland, Wang Ye looked around: "How to get there? Is there a specific map?"
"No."
Zhou Han shook his head without hesitation.
Wang Ye frowned.
Dare you come here without a map? It would be great fun if you get lost in the wasteland...
At this moment, Wang Ye suddenly regretted his previous decision.
Zhou Han looked at Wang Ye and laughed twice: "But the mass graves in the east of the city are easier to find." As he said that, Zhou Han stuck out his tongue cutely.
Wang Ye ignored Zhou Han and looked towards the east of the city, where a faint mist was exuding under the ghost domain.
"Let's go."
After a few seconds of silence, Wang Ye walked away.
Zhou Han smiled sweetly, followed Wang Ye with his hands behind his back, and soon the two of them disappeared into the mist.
…
"I believed your evil deeds..."
An hour later, Wang Ye took a deep look at Zhou Han and wiped the blood on his shoulder.
Not far away from him, an old man with corpse stains on his body was tied to a hemp rope, and he was staying there with a blank look in his eyes.
Just an hour away, this is already the third one.
Zhou Han's face was a little pale at this time, and he smiled awkwardly: "Isn't this going smoothly, and you haven't used any powers until now..."
Through the thick fog, the shadow of the mass grave could be vaguely seen, and Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the process is difficult, at least...
finally reached.
Carefully staying away from the tied old man, Wang Ye deftly loosened the hemp rope at a certain distance.
The old man stood there, frozen for a few seconds, then numbly turned his body and disappeared into the thick fog.
Seeing that the old man's gaze no longer noticed them, Wang Ye quietly continued to retreat into the distance, while Zhou Han imitated Wang Ye and followed suit.
"Here we are, where is the ghost?"
Looking at the gloomy atmosphere of the mass grave, Wang Ye frowned slightly, looked around warily and asked.
Zhou Han pursed his lips and thought for a long time: "Should..."
"Probably... right in the center of the mass grave, that's what the scavenger said."
Zhou Han said with a voice full of guilt.
…
Wang Ye took a deep look at Zhou Han, suppressed his inner emotions, and walked towards the depths of the mass grave, with a gloomy face and no words.
He swore that if he believed this crazy woman's words again, he would be like me!
Zhou Han followed Wang Ye with a smile and walked deeper into the mass grave.
Gradually, Wang Ye's speed slowed down. Looking at the rubble in the mass graves and the occasional tombstones, Wang Ye's expression became more solemn.
The same material as the suburban cemetery!
Wang Ye knelt down, picked up a piece of gravel, examined it carefully, and came to a conclusion after a long time.
Damn it, why is it related to that mysterious suburban cemetery again!
With a slight exertion of the hand, the stone completely turned into powder and disappeared into the air...
"Is there no energy left..."
Wang Ye murmured to himself, looking at the potholes on the ground one after another, Wang Ye's face was gloomy.
After all, how many guys escaped!
This is definitely not a simple mass grave! ! !
During the mission in the suburban cemetery, Wang Ye was deeply impressed by the suppression and faint aura that the guy who was about to break out of the ground brought to him.
Even now, he has no confidence that he can face that terrifying existence!
Not everyone is qualified to be suppressed under a tombstone made of this material!
Wang Ye stood up with a solemn expression, looking at the pits and broken stones on the ground, feeling deeply frightened.
Zhou Han cheated on me!
Wang Ye just wanted to leave here quickly.
Not far away, Zhou Han stood there with a cold expression, his eyes on Wang Ye, as if waiting for Wang Ye's next move.
Wang Ye fell into deep thought.
for a long time...
"In one hour, no matter whether I find the ghost with the thunder fruit or not, I will leave."
Finally, he took a deep breath, looked at Zhou Han with a serious expression, and said.
Zhou Han seemed to feel Wang Ye's emotional changes and nodded.
The two men speeded up again and moved towards the depths of the mass grave.
Along the way, more and more pits and broken stones were silently expressing something.
As time went by, Wang Ye's anxiety became more and more obvious.
Finally, he stopped.
"We can't look for it anymore, let's go!"
He said without hesitation.
Zhou Han, on the other hand, closed his eyes silently, his long hair fluttering in the wind.
A few seconds later, she opened her eyes and a smile appeared on her lips: "I found him! South, three hundred meters!"
Wang Ye's expression was gloomy, with hesitation in his eyes.
Then, the hesitation turned into a touch of madness: "Do it!"
After saying that, Wang Ye rushed towards the south like a cannonball.
Zhou Han gradually floated in the air, with three gold knives surrounding her.
She floated in the air, following closely behind Wang Ye.
Ten seconds later, Wang Ye suddenly stopped and looked not far away.
A middle-aged man wearing a simple Chinese tunic suit, his face was extremely pale, and even one of his eyes was missing. His body was stiff and he was walking erratically.
"Zhou Han!"
Wang Ye gave a low drink, and as if Zhou Han had a telepathic connection, a golden knife silently passed through the air and shot towards the ghost's eyebrows.
Wang Ye stared straight ahead. He needed to confirm whether this guy had activated his spiritual intelligence.
But it seemed to be unaware of it and was still walking aimlessly.
The next second, the flying knife accurately hit the center of the eyebrow, making a crisp sound.
Then the bullet fell to the ground.
"What!!!"
Wang Ye's pupils shrank slightly.
What a strong defense!
But the existence of ghosts themselves is somewhere between nothingness and reality. Most ghosts still need to rely on human bodies to move.
Logically speaking, how could the human body be so powerful?
unless...
Wang Ye subconsciously thought of Wang Qiang, the skin awakener...
But looking at the retro Chinese tunic suit on this person...
Could it be...that there were people with superpowers before Yongye...
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