Cannon Fodder Battle Chapter 940: Eat me 1 Luoyang shovel (18)

So, when Fang Wuyong and Yan Qingze rushed to the next passage to pick up the two people found by the millipede mudworm, what they saw were two cripples who had been concocted by Tong Xinlan to look exactly like Ren Chao.

"It's just that there is no call for more than ten seconds. He...he...they have become like this!" Yan Qingze looked at the two people whose tongue had been cut off, the meridians of the limbs had been picked off, and the white bones had pierced the skin and leaked out. The tragic appearance of the person made his mouth a little uncomfortable in fright.

The two lost their tongues, so they could only groan for help.

Fang Wuyong squatted on the ground, checked their situation, and said regretfully, "Unless we can go to the hospital immediately, we can't save them."

Before seeing the enemy, Yan Qingze has already retreated. No matter how much money you have, it's meaningless to spend your life, isn't it? Besides, he didn't give up completely, "Why don't we leave first? Come back when we are fully prepared next time?"

"I'm afraid, I can't go. That thing actually stopped the bleeding for them, which means that that thing doesn't want to kill the rest of us right away, it wants to play us to death." Fang Wuyong stood up and stopped looking at the injured The two trash even said to Yan Qingze, "Where's your gun?"

"What are you doing?"

"Help them out. It's painful for them to live like this."

"Oh, here you are." Yan Qingze was not a kind person either, and handed Fang Wuyong another pistol with ordinary bullets.

Fang Wuyong said to the two with desperate and resentful eyes, "Don't hate me, I'm helping you."

Two gunshots rang out, and Fang Wuyong precisely hit the foreheads of the two of them.

"You, have you played with guns?" Yan Qingze thought that under the environment where guns are banned in China, and with Fang Wuyong's ability, he would not bother to get guns.

"No." Fang Wuyong returned the pistol to Yan Qingze, and squatted down to touch the two corpses again.

"Are you kidding, you can still be so accurate without using a gun before. It is the first time you use a gun, and no matter how close you are, it is impossible to be so accurate." Yan Qingze thought at first that Fang Wuyong was remembering his death. The person who was in the middle of the night didn't pay much attention to Fang Wuyong's movements.

Fang Wuyong handed the torch to Yan Qingze, then took out a red bottle from his backpack, and put it on the forehead of one of the corpses, where he was hit by the bullet. The hand made a movement of grabbing something, and there was still a word on the mouth.

Then Yan Qingze saw a cloud of white mist being poured into the red glass bottle, and he asked in surprise, "Could it be, are you arresting your soul?"

"Yes."

Fang Wuyong only caught one soul, because the spell takes a little time, and the soul will disappear quickly in this kind of ancient tomb with an owner, and it will be absorbed by the owner of the tomb as nutrition, so Fang Wuyong didn't catch it again The soul of another person.

Put the soul in the bottle, Fang Wuyong stared at it for a few seconds, then suddenly said, "I saw someone using a gun on TV."

"See?"

Well, for a person who can catch people's souls, Yan Qingze suddenly felt that Fang Wuyong would be self-taught without a teacher, and it's not a strange thing. Maybe others have some way to concentrate.

"Ahem, why are you arresting him? Making puppets?" Yan Qingze thought that Fang Wuyong was making helpers for them.

"No, I want to ask him some questions about that thing." It's not that easy to make a puppet. He Fang Wuyong is just a descendant of Captain Mojin who knows how to do magic. It is recorded in the small book that the person who touches the gold and the tomb robber will record the technique that is helpful to the tomb robber. If he knows other powerful techniques that can be used on the ground, he can still use it as a gold touch Captain? His ancestors could have been a national teacher in ancient times.

"When he was alive, why didn't you ask?"

"How to ask with a broken tongue?"

"...If your hand is broken, you can draw it twice on the ground, right? Besides, isn't it what he looked like before he died, and what he will look like after death? His tongue was broken before he died, can it grow back after death? Tongue?"

"Of course, otherwise, why do you think those mutilated corpses who died in disasters should be repaired and made up in the funeral home?"

"Isn't it for the dignity of the dead and for the relatives of the living to look less scary and sad?"

"Of course not, the corpses are incomplete. After stitching, we can see that the entity is broken, but their torn souls can be pieced together. The soul's true sense of disintegration does not come from physical attacks."

"Then, you, you sewed his tongue on? Why didn't I see it." Yan Qingze recalled it, but he really didn't remember such a scene.

"Just now I picked up his tongue and put it in his mouth, and sewed it up with surgery." Fang Wuyong pointed to the other tongue on the ground, beside which there was another tongue-shaped bloodstain.

Yan Qingze felt a little nauseous, swallowed his saliva, and said, "You, what if you put your tongue in the wrong place?"

"For the soul, things that are not your own will naturally affect the next life, but it is impossible to be released to reincarnate in this ancient tomb, so you don't have to worry about what will happen to him in the next life, we just ask two questions, It's not his own tongue, and it won't have any effect in a short time." Fang Wuyong said indifferently.

Yan Qingze has seen Fang Wuyong's ruthlessness for the first time. Others' ruthlessness is only aimed at strangers, but Fang Wuyong is like this. give birth.

"Oh, then, let's ask questions." Yan Qingze made up his mind, he must not provoke Fang Wuyong, and must establish a good relationship with him. It would be terrible for such a person to become an enemy. Then their common enemy will be even more frightened.

"Wait a minute." Fang Wuyong shook clockwise eight times like shaking a test tube in a laboratory containing a solution waiting for a chemical reaction~IndoMTL.com~啦"

The cork of the red glass bottle was lifted, and a puff of green smoke floated out, floating in front of the two of them.

"Active!"

Following Fang Wuyong's order, the puff of scattered smoke gradually condensed into reality, and Yan Qingze could tell that it was the face of the person following Fang Wuyong.

When the ghost saw Fang Wuyong, he struggled ferociously and rushed towards Fang Wuyong, "I have been loyal to you for so long, and you just treat me like this!"

Fang Wuyong calmly raised his hand to the new ghost, "Sure."

"I have a way to kill you, and I have a way to refine you into a new ghost. Naturally, I have a way to cure you. You tell me what the thing that abolished you looks like and how capable it is."

Facing Fang Wuyong's questioning, the new ghost did not cooperate.

(To be continued.)