On the outskirts of the city, in an old alley, a little girl squatted in the corner. Under the dim moonlight, you could see her shoulders twitching slightly, as if she was crying.
The whimpering sound spread far away, feeling pitiful and resentful.
At this time, a voice sounded.
"I love you walking alone in a dark alley..."
The little girl was stunned and blurted out almost instinctively: "I love the way you don't kneel down!"
"I love you and have faced despair..."
"I don't want to cry!"
"Love your tattered clothes..."
"But I dare to bet on the gun of fate!"
"..."
The little girl became more and more excited as she sang. She stood up involuntarily, clenched her fists and waved them vigorously, while one foot was still chopping on the ground unconsciously.
"Who said that the only one who stands in the light is a hero!"
The man behind him had a pure voice and sang the climax with a perfect modulation. The little girl was so excited that she almost stomped off her shoes.
Both of them stopped contentedly.
There were only heavy breathing sounds at the scene. The man and the little girl seemed to be immersed in the beauty of the song, and they stayed like this for nearly ten minutes.
"Uncle, I have to say that you understand me. From your songs, I can hear the passion that belongs to our age group!"
The little girl spoke quietly.
I hadn't noticed it before when she was singing. Her voice was very strange now, as if she had something in her mouth, and her words were very slurred.
When most people hear this voice, they will definitely have doubts in their hearts.
At this time.
The little girl turned around and solved this doubt just right.
Because her face was covered with blood, she was holding a round object that was chewed to pieces with blood, and her long black hair was dragging on the ground...
The girl had a weird smile on her face.
He looked at the person in front of him with cold eyes.
But soon, she found that the other party did not react with any fear, but slowly leaned down, stretched out his big hand, and carefully wiped the corners of her mouth.
That sunny smile was a bit dazzling for a moment.
"I was so careless that my mouth was full of food."
This sentence seemed to bring the little girl back to the afternoon when she was still a human being, and her father looked at her so tenderly.
"He looks like my father, ghost energy +80."
"Little sister, can you do me a favor?" Jiang Chen said at the right moment.
The little girl seemed to have forgotten what she wanted to do and nodded subconsciously.
"That's great." Jiang Chen became excited: "You can help uncle sacrifice a hammer. This hammer has just been forged and has not been consecrated yet. If you can sacrifice the hammer with your body, uncle will definitely be able to kill everyone with it in the future! "
As he spoke, he slowly raised the Death Curse Yin Divine Hammer that he had been dragging behind him.
The little girl's eyes immediately widened.
There was a terrifying aura coming from it that made her tremble.
etc!
Sacrifice hammer? !
She finally realized that the man in front of her wanted to kill her?
"Seeking death!" The girl showed a sinister expression and moved her feet, but it was already too late. The shadow of the sledgehammer came down, and then——
boom! ! !
A deep pit appeared on the spot, and the woman's head that had been chewed to pieces rolled out.
The little girl was completely turned into a puddle of rotten flesh.
At this time, Jiang Chen became serious. He discovered that the Yin Shen Hammer had changed. Among the vague curse words, three words gradually became clear.
Liang Qiqi.
This is the name of the little girl. After she died completely, the curse was engraved into the Yin God Hammer. Jiang Chen could clearly feel that the hammer was heavier and more terrifying.
"Not only that, it seems that now I can finally unleash its true capabilities!"
He murmured.
Power pours in.
The weight of the hammer increased again, and it was almost impossible to hold it. Jiang Chen's pupils shrank and he discovered that on the hammer, countless curse words were pouring out, and it actually pieced together the appearance of the little girl before, hanging behind the sledgehammer, with no trace of eyes. look……
A faint whimpering sound came.
Its unique curse now seems to have become its own killer move!
"After this hammer kills a ghost, it can swallow its curse. Once it is filled with power, it can inspire the curse of every ghost imprinted on it?"
"Awesome!"
Jiang Chen couldn't help but take a breath. At this moment, he finally understood the true meaning of the death curse.
This is not a specific curse, but contains the unwillingness of all the deceased. The more ghosts he kills with the Yin God Hammer, the more amazing the death curse will become.
"So strong, but this look..."
Jiang Chen had a headache again. He was thinking that if he killed more ghosts in the future, wouldn't he be the ghost dragging a hammer with him during the battle?
That picture.
It’s scary to think about.
If someone in the same group saw him, he might think that he was an evil cultivator with a high reputation and a perverted mentality from the Dark Alliance.
"That's all. I'll have to take on fewer group tasks in the future."
Jiang Chen himself felt that if things continued like this, he seemed to be becoming more and more evil.
But soon his eyes lit up again.
It’s true that this hammer can easily cause misunderstandings, but at the same time, it’s definitely a magical tool for brushing ghost energy!
Just imagine.
He dragged the hammer, and one miserable ghost after another was hung on the hammer, and all kinds of weird curses were emitted at the same time... Such a scene makes people go crazy just thinking about it.
I guess the ghosts were so frightened that they screamed when they saw it.
"This hammer...is a good thing!"
Jiang Chen immediately became excited again.
After completing the experiment, he went home, took a shower and went to sleep.
…
Early the next morning.
Outside the gate of Yincao Branch, Jiang Chen knocked on the door with "Bang Bang Bang".
Uncle Wei got up sleepily.
He looked at the time: "I'm going, it's only half past five. This guy is so dedicated!"
He ran out and opened the door.
As a result, a figure staggered forward and rushed forward. He seemed too weak and fell down as soon as his feet gave way. He hugged Uncle Wei's leg tightly: "Help...save me..."
Uncle Wei was a little confused: "Boy Jiang, what is this?"
Jiang Chen hasn't answered yet.
The people on the ground looked up at him, almost with tears in their eyes: "Criminal! I am a criminal! Quickly, send me to purgatory!"
Hearing this, Uncle Wei was shocked and couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "He is a man!"
He worked in the underworld for more than forty years.
I have never seen a strange person who didn't cry and beg for mercy before being sent to purgatory. This person actually asked to go to purgatory, which shows how abnormal his psychology is.
"Boy Jiang, has this man suffered brain trauma?" Uncle Wei asked tactfully.
Jiang Chen thought for a while and nodded: "Yes, there are a few minor injuries. Tianling Gai was stabbed with several steel needles, his temple was hit hard, and a sharp knife was inserted into the back of his head."
"Fortunately, I sent him here early, and he can still be saved. Just find Dr. Yin Cao on duty and give him a simple treatment."
"I'll go! Is this a minor injury?" Uncle Wei glared: "You don't have any deep grudge against him, do you?"
"No, this is a prisoner from Yin Cao. I'll help deliver him here."
"I'll leave it to you. Give me the duty list. I've thought of a few new ways to wake up today!" Jiang Chen looked impatient.
Uncle Wei showed an expression of admiration.
The other party's love for his job makes him stand in awe every time!
