Jiu Ming watched helplessly as the ghost was crushed by the mirror that suddenly fell to the ground.
Then the doctor suspected to be the culprit appears.
Jiu Ming opened his mouth, just about to show up and tell the doctor to run away quickly.
But what happened next made him shut his mouth tightly again.
I saw the doctor grabbing the ghost on the ground by its hair as if nothing had happened and forcefully pulling it out from under the mirror!
In a daze, Jiu Ming even heard a voice similar to "What the hell is this?"...
This is a ghost!
He was speechless and could only stare at the doctor who suddenly appeared with his eyes wide open.
What was even more terrifying was that the ghost whose hair was pulled was let him carry it like a dead pig, motionless, as if it had been turned into a dead ghost by the mirror that had just been suddenly smashed down.
Jiu Ming felt that he was crazy.
It had been so long since the game started that this was the first time he had seen such a terrifying scene.
The ghost was picked up by a player's hair...and the player had no intention of being polite at all!
Gu Mian still had her hair in her hands. He carefully observed the face with closed eyes in front of him, almost putting his eyes on the other person's face.
The fat man who came after hearing the sound saw such an unharmonious scene.
Gu Mian watched the fat man running over panting, bumping into many mirrors in the process, and saw him running his flesh hand along his chest while looking at the ghost that had fallen into Gu Mian's hands: "Doctor, please hold on tight, this ghost It’s so cunning, it will run away as soon as you let go!”
Jiu Ming, who was hiding in the corner, shivered hard again. What do you mean by "it ran away as soon as you let go?"
At this time, he had begun to doubt his life. Other hunters could catch ghosts openly. Could it be that there was something wrong with him? Is there really a way to correctly catch ghosts in this copy?
No, that's not right!
Catching ghosts is a scam!
It was entirely because some stupid hunter had captured the ghost before and his identity had been changed, so the ghost was able to kill on a rampage in the dungeon.
So catching ghosts is not a way to survive in a dungeon at all!
Doing so will only lead to your own destruction.
But what is going on now...
Gu Mian noticed that Chu Changge also walked in from outside at this time.
Chu Changge had an unobstructed journey. His eyes were so good that he could distinguish the only passage even in a room full of mirrors.
As if he had sensed Gu Mian's thoughts, Chu Changge said: "A little more mental power can help you to concentrate highly and observe things that are difficult for ordinary people to detect. In addition, your eyesight will also get better."
As he spoke, he turned his head and looked in one direction: "Let's say I find a hidden person over there."
Gu Mian turned around when he heard this.
I saw a squatting figure over there, seemingly still shaking.
He recognized it, it was Nine Lives.
The long-haired boy looked at me and trembled even more fiercely. He was completely different from his previous coquettish attitude.
This made Gu Mian have to wonder if there was something wrong with her appearance.
The fat man spoke at the right time: "Maybe he is afraid of the ghost in your hands, doctor?"
That’s right!
Gu Mian nodded in agreement. No one would be afraid of an amiable doctor.
The amiable doctor had no intention of comforting the young man. Gu Mian looked at the time and said, "It's eleven forty-seven now. We have to do things quickly."
I need to ask this ghost the right questions quickly, but the place is definitely not here.
After all, there is someone watching from the side.
Without wasting any time, Gu Mian left holding the trophy in her hand.
After confirming that the three people were completely gone, Jiu Ming, who was still in shock, stood up rolling and crawling.
"Damn it!" He uttered vulgar words again, "Who is telling me that doctors are weak from now on? Who am I to worry about?"
So weak, you big-headed devil!
At this time, Gu Mian had found the ideal little dark room.
This is a good place for interrogation. Although this ghost may not know what he wants to ask, there is a saying that goes well, "I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go."
But the trophy in his hand was still tightly closed with his eyes closed, as if he had died a long time ago.
As we all know, a ghost usually doesn't die unless its head falls off.
So Gu Mian quickly showed off his saw.
Half a second later, the ghost who had just closed his eyes immediately opened his eyes.
The fat man clicked his tongue in surprise.
Gu Mian had rehearsed countless interrogations in his mind. There was only one thing he wanted to ask: why was he so incompatible with this world? Even when everyone was playing games together, he was the only one who could really do it. die.
Of course, asking directly like this will definitely lead to no results.
Gu Mian couldn't ask a very ambiguous question like "Why is the gender in my data column a question mark?"
So he thought for a moment and asked, "Where are you from?"
To understand what this game is really about, you have to start at its origins.
Gu Mian has long realized that this global game is not just about data, and she became even more sure after experiencing the copy of Fairy Tale City.
Then the problem arises.
What is the origin of this game, and what does it have to do with myself.
The ghost in his hand opened its eyes wide, and its pale eyeballs were particularly frightening in the darkness. It just stared, as if it was about to spit out its eyeballs.
Gu Mian did not pinch the conscience of heaven and earth.
Seeing that it didn't move, Gu Mian turned on the saw again as a threat. The sound of the chainsaw echoed in the small house.
The fat man next to him saw the ghost and his eyes bulged a little more.
Chu Changge glanced at his phone: "It's now 11:50, and this instance will end normally in ten minutes. There's still plenty of time."
Gu Mian used the bright saw to wipe the ghost's neck, but he didn't really wipe it, he just meant it.
The intimidation had an effect, and the originally silent ghost suddenly opened its mouth and made a sound of "Hehe".
It's like a critically ill old man trying to speak, but a mouthful of thick phlegm is stuck in his throat.
Gu Mian didn't stop.
Seeing the saw getting closer and closer, the sounds made by the ghost became more and more urgent.
"He... Hehe... Qi..."
What?
Gu Mian stopped her hand: "Seven what?"
