...
Sure enough, it was a great gift that the post office could allow me to calm down for half an hour.
Concentrating his mind, Wang Ye observed the child calmly.
Perhaps it was because of the material of the window that he knocked for a long time, but other than making bursts of noise, the window did not move at all.
The child with three eyes finally gave up his movements at this moment, lying on the window and looking at Wang Ye.
One person and one ghost, silently looking at each other through a window in this late night.
After about a minute, the child seemed to finally give up the idea of coming in and turned around to leave.
Wang Ye sat in the rocking chair, looking at the child's back outside the window, frowning slightly.
He always felt that this matter was not that simple.
About a minute later, the child turned back again, only holding a severed arm in his hand.
After standing in the distance and glancing at the wooden house, the child inserted his severed arm into the soil in front of a tombstone, used it as a shovel, and kept digging.
The tombstone trembled slightly, seeming a little excited.
...
This means, if you can't get in by yourself, then you can find more people to come in?
And the weirdest thing is that this child is completely unsuppressed by candlelight!
In the past, at Xiaoan Temple, just a little bit of debris suppressed many ghosts and made them unable to move.
It's still early before the end of the mission. If this guy is allowed to dig deeper, I really don't know how many guys will appear in front of the wooden house by then.
When the time comes to be surrounded by a group of terrifying guys, even he will die instantly.
As for betting that candlelight can suppress them?
This is too passive and not Wang Ye's style.
Thinking about it, Wang Ye suddenly opened the window from the wooden house, looked at the children who were still digging graves in the distance, and shouted.
"Come in and sit down?"
When he noticed that Wang Ye had opened the window, the child's three eyes kept turning, full of excitement. He dropped the half-cut arm in his hand and rushed towards the wooden house.
As the window opened, a gloomy ghostly atmosphere poured into the room.
Wang Ye held his breath and carefully felt the aura emanating from the three-eyed ghost. After all, he was immune to the existence of candle lights. If he was not careful, he might become a corpse and not even qualified to be buried in the cemetery. No.
One hand tightly grasped the window handle. If something went wrong, Wang Ye could close the window as quickly as possible.
But what surprised him was that the ghost's aura...
Very weak!
He seemed to be just the lowest-level kid. According to the level ranking given by Luo Ping, he might not even be able to reach the military level.
If you put him in the upper capital, it is estimated that any superpower could destroy him.
But Wang Ye became increasingly wary in his heart.
The bronze nail that sealed Xiao Si before appeared silently in his hand. Although the energy had been lost a lot, it was still the strongest sealed object in his hand.
As for the hemp rope...
He always felt that it was of little use.
The three-eyed ghost is getting closer and closer to the window, and his expression is becoming more and more excited!
This rich emotional change made Wang Ye even more convinced that he was extraordinary!
Because he was not tall, he struggled to hold on to the window and climbed into the wooden house.
The moment he landed on the ground, the bronze nail in Wang Ye's hand was pointed at the top of the third eye between his eyebrows, and he drove it in hard.
There was almost no obstruction, and the bronze nails penetrated his skull.
The next second, Wang Ye closed the window, took out the hemp rope from his waist, and tied him into a rice dumpling.
After a series of operations, the three-eyed ghost stood upright on the ground, his expression became sluggish, and his eyeballs were a little blurry.
This is...
Sealed?
Wang Ye didn't know when he had drawn out the ghost sword, and was ready to chop it down at any time.
After realizing that this guy was sealed so easily, he was stunned for a moment.
According to his idea, if the bronze nails and hemp rope couldn't seal this guy, he would explode with the ghost sword, strike with all his strength, and then throw out the bronze villain and eat half of his body.
Finally, he took out the monk's robe that was robbed in the execution chamber and placed his body in the illusion.
If it still doesn't work, we can only use our last trump card...
But after making countless plans, he was shocked to find that just bronze nails and hemp rope were all he needed?
This ghost...
Is it really that weak?
But how did he isolate the candlelight effect?
In the wasteland, everything is really strange.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Wang Ye silently put away the Ghost Sword, but still stared at the three-eyed ghost with some uneasiness.
After a full five minutes passed without this guy making any move, Wang Ye finally believed that it was indeed sealed.
so...
Maybe this ghost's ability is to ignore candlelight?
Have you thought too much...
There are only two hours left before the end of the mission. I hope it will be as quiet as possible later.
Things went counterproductive...
Just five minutes later, through the wooden house, a faint cry could be heard. The sound was sad and seemed to be able to stir up the heaviest past events in people's hearts.
It's just this sound that seems...
Extraordinarily familiar.
Wang Ye's expression instantly turned gloomy!
That weeping ghost!
This place is very far away from the Scavenger City. How did this ghost come here!
Wang Ye couldn't help but curse secretly!
Was this ghost originally coming to the cemetery, or was it chasing him?
As time passed, the crying became clearer and clearer.
The mourning ghost is getting closer and closer to me!
Wang Ye stood up from the rocking chair, came to the bed, and stared into the distance.
really!
The mourning ghost was carrying a brazier, wearing mourning clothes, and was walking stiffly through the cemetery.
It's just that the mourning hat has been snatched away by Wang Ye, and the overall look always looks a bit weird.
He was getting closer and closer to the wooden house, and Wang Ye's expression became serious.
The last time I was able to snatch away the mourning hat, I was absolutely lucky, and I had to rely on a wooden chair.
But the wooden chair was placed at home. It was difficult to face the mourning ghost this time...
At this moment, the mourning ghost stopped and knelt down in front of a tombstone. His cry became even louder, and green flames kept coming out of the brazier.
The mourning ghost put his hand into the brazier and took out one thing after another and placed it in front of the tombstone.
Wang Ye looked at it intently and saw heads one after another.
What's strange is that all the eyes of the head are open, and they are emitting a faint light under the illumination of green flames.
The tombstone shook slightly, and a gap suddenly opened in the middle.
An arm, still bleeding, stretched out from the ground, grabbed a head, and retracted it.
After a while, another head was grabbed, and the cycle started again.
At this moment, not far away, a figure staggered over from a distance. Looking in the direction, it turned out to be this tombstone.
The mourning ghost slowly raised its head and looked at the figure.
There was actually a hint of anger in the cry.
