real world.
Inside the Xin'anfu Hotel in Jiangnan City.
Wang Yiliu stood in front of the door of Li Fuguang's room, holding his hands anxiously and staring at the door without blinking.
Jiang Mao was leaning against the wall next to him with a casual expression. He didn't look as anxious as Wang Yiliu, but his slightly trembling fingers still revealed his nervousness.
The moment the space was torn apart, the two ghosts outside the room both breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Fuguang opened the door and saw two door gods. He was startled and then smiled and said:
"Why are you all standing here? Don't worry. You should be able to see on the live broadcast that I successfully cleared the level. The game is quite simple this time."
Wang Yiliu didn't shed tears just now, but now she shed tears when she saw her daughter's smiling face.
She wiped it off in a hurry, held her daughter's shoulders, and looked at it carefully.
"That's right. He's not injured. He's as strong as a ferocious spirit. He's stronger than Auntie."
Li Fuguang also smiled nicely.
The two talked for a long time, and Jiang Mao waited for a long time, but he didn't dare to fart now.
Good guy, after returning from the game, Li Fuguang turned into a vicious spirit! I can’t afford to offend him anymore!
It wasn't until Wang Yiliu offered to prepare a sumptuous meal for Li Fuguang and left that Jiang Mao took the opportunity to talk to Li Fuguang.
"Your abilities help a lot."
Li Fuguang did not forget to thank Jiang Mao.
Jiang Mao snorted lightly, his expression a bit arrogant,
"Of course, it doesn't matter who I am."
"By the way, it's time to return my weapons to me, right? You've become a fierce soul too, so you probably won't be able to appreciate ghost-level weapons."
It is true that the ghost-level weapons are a little behind for the evil spirits, but those two weapons are extremely compatible with Jiang Mao's abilities. Without these weapons, she would have to kill the filthy insects to the same extent as before. It's just a matter of pouring potion and chanting a mantra, which is very inconvenient.
"Can you find another weapon like this? This thing is very useful."
Li Fuguang reluctantly took out the weapon and handed it to Jiang Mao.
Jiang Mao first carefully checked the status of the hammer and awl, and then seriously answered Li Fuguang's question.
"I actually don't remember much about what happened before I died, but I still clearly remember that these two weapons have been following me since before I died. Step by step, I added various materials to refine and refine ordinary weapons. It has finally reached this level. If you want to adapt, you can either build it yourself and then cultivate it, or you can only forcefully seize other ghosts' weapons."
Then there was a wait, the worst thing she had now was time.
Forget it, the ghost weapon in her hand is enough.
The double blades given by my brother can still persist, the bone needles given by my cousin need to be cultivated and cultivated before they can connect with me, and the protective ghost weapon given by my mother has also blocked my shortcomings in defense...
The two didn't talk for long, and Jiang Mao left directly after achieving his goal.
Li Fuguang closed the door, returned to the room, and took out the box of bone needles.
According to my cousin, all it takes is pushing the bone needle into the bloodstream.
But, how to put this specifically? Do you really want to poke it in?
Li Fuguang hesitated for a long time, but finally made up his mind. If you want to become stronger, how can you not endure hardship? It's not her character to be timid!
Taking out the bone needle, Li Fuguang took a deep breath and slowly inserted it along the blood vessels of his left hand.
These bone needles were originally made of ferocious soul-level materials, and because she deliberately relaxed the defense of the skin on her hands, they penetrated easily.
At the same time, the feeling of the skin being punctured and the blood vessels being blocked by foreign matter also comes.
The pain is definitely painful, but what's even more uncomfortable is the foreign body sensation, like a blemish suddenly appearing in the eyes of a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder who can't get rid of it and can only adapt to it.
After successfully pushing a bone needle in, Li Fuguang mobilized the ghost energy flowing in the blood vessels of his left hand and slowly pushed the bone needle upward along the blood vessel, constantly washing it with ghost energy along the way until it was close to the heart. , and then return to the original path. In this cycle, as long as it encounters unmodified parts such as the heart and brain, it will return to the original path.
Soon, the bone needle completed one cycle and had an inexplicable connection with Li Fuguang.
With experience, the remaining bone needles were easily put in.
There are 108 bone spicules in total, which sounds like a lot, but when they are all put in, they do not even occupy one-tenth of the blood vessel.
The bone needles automatically merged in her blood vessels and turned into a water-like object, greedily absorbing the ghost energy in her blood vessels.
Li Fuguang's face was a little pale. His ghost energy had been consumed too much at once. He would eat more food later to replenish his energy.
…
After the meal, it was the customary "mother-daughter" talk time.
In the past, Wang Yiliu would express some caring words to Li Fuguang, but tonight's conversation time was different. All the ghosts gathered in the living room.
Wang Yiliu and Li Fuguang were sitting on the sofa, with a thick black mist behind the former.
Jiang Mao moved a small bench and sat next to it.
"Now we are all ghosts in the same boat. Do you have any objection to this fact?"
Li Fuguang clapped his hands and said seriously.
Jiang Mao just wanted to speak out and had no objection, but then he discovered that every one of the ghosts present had their eyes on him.
is it necessary? Didn't he just come here? This is discrimination!
Jiang Mao blushed and whispered: "Why are you looking at me? I have changed my ways!"
Li Fuguang turned his gaze back, closed his eyes, and seemed to be organizing his words.
After a moment, she opened her eyes, her eyes as determined as if she wanted to join the party.
"I believe you have learned a little bit about the dispute between the Ghost King Zhou and the fans of the thriller game during the live broadcast, right?
What I want to say now is that we are resolutely from the Zhou Ghost King faction! Our goal is to knock down horror games and liberate the horror world. "
As soon as these words came out, not only Jiang Mao, but also the black mist behind Wang Yiliu became a little excited.
It is true that they have reached a consensus before to defeat the thriller game.
But why do they all belong to the Zhou Ghost King faction? Why do they want to liberate the horror world?
Only Wang Yiliu discovered some clues while watching the live broadcast. She said calmly:
"That big brother you recognized in the game, actually you have known each other for a long time, right?"
Li Fuguang smiled,
"As expected of Aunt Wang, she has noticed it a long time ago. In fact, we didn't want to hide it for too long, we just wanted to hide it from Thriller Game.
My eldest brother in the game is Li Junfeng. He is my cousin. The first boy who came to see the doctor the next day was my biological brother. As for Zhou Guiwang, she is my mother. "
Jiang Mao looked shocked throughout the whole process. He looked at Li Fuguang for a while, then at Wang Yiliu for a while, and then he said, after a while,
"It turns out that you are really not mother and daughter! I asked you why your names are so strange!
No! How come those two evil spirits became your older brother and younger brother? Also, is Ghost King Zhou your mother? ! Are you joking? ! "
No one paid attention to Jiang Mao, and Li Fuguang's attention was mainly focused on Wang Yiliu. After all, Wang Yiliu still had the final say here.
Wang Yiliu smiled bitterly,
"If that's the case, your determination to liberate the horror world can be understood. That is your original home, right?"
Li Fuguang nodded.
"Then do it! Not only must we liberate our world, but we must also liberate the horror world and save other suffering people!"
Wang Yiliu gave her daughter the firmest support.
Li Fuguang was very touched. Although Aunt Wang and the others might not be able to help at all, as long as Aunt Wang understood her thoughts, she would be satisfied.
