Thriller Paradise Chapter 894: Did not take medicine
As soon as Brother Jue said this sentence, the doomsday assault turned into white light and left the script.
It's just that... Although the person is dead, the large amount of blood that flows out when he is struggling on the ground is still there, and the "things" that came close from the darkness are directed at this blood.
"Ah--" After a short while, the sound of Xixi Suosuo has gradually turned into a clear murmur.
Along with those voices approaching... are thin, slumped ghosts.
"Well...'Ghost' is it..." Feng Bujue stood calmly on the spot, staring at the translucent "human" shadows, and said in his mouth, "Inferred from the clothes and the quantity... It should be that the residents of Liuhe Town have stopped running."
As Brother Jue spoke, the ghosts of the townspeople passed through the wall one after another, surrounding him from all sides.
"If there is no accident, it was caused by the smell of fresh blood..." Feng Bujue muttered and moved quickly, "Let's see what they will do..." said. He stepped on with all his might, passed over the heads of those ghosts, and flew onto the wall.
"Ah-ah-" Some ghosts closer to Brother Jue reacted when he flew over his head, but after he quickly flew past, they only called out a few times and did not chase after him. The meaning of going up.
After a moment...all the ghosts gathered around the pool of blood on the ground, knelt down like animals, and began to frantically lick the red liquid on the ground.
However, Brother Jue immediately discovered...the tongues of these ghosts can't touch the entity at all, whether it's the soil on the ground or the blood that is gradually immersed in the soil...They can't lick it. Moreover, the ghosts will not touch each other. Many of the ghosts kneeling beside the bloodstain have "passed through" each other's bodies, overlapping each other like projections.
"That's weird..." Feng Bujue said in deep thought, "Since these monsters can't touch the surrounding physical matter and can't interfere with their own kind, then how do they'stand' on the surface? ……"
Just as he thought about it, something changed before his eyes.
But seeing... the pool of blood left by the doomsday assault, under the ghosts' "lick"... gradually turned dark red, and... began to emit a stench.
Although this pool of liquid was not physically touched by the ghosts. But this "change" undoubtedly happened after the ghosts approached.
"So that's it... If the monsters are kept close, the blood will'corrupt' like this, right..." Brother Jue, who witnessed this process with his own eyes, started to think quickly, "Open-ended His trauma... the smell of blood... attracts nearby monsters... the blood changes in his body..." A series of keywords flashed before his eyes. Twisted into a chain of reasoning, "That is to say... In this game, once the injury bleeds, it must be handled very thoroughly, otherwise it will be entangled by the ghosts..." He looked down at his feet. The group of evil spirits. "Although these monsters move at the same speed as elderly people walking around, they can ignore obstacles and even ignore each other's collision volume... move forward in a straight line towards the target. It is better to deal with it in an open place. But if they were chased by them in a relatively narrow or dim indoor environment... it would be quite bad."
Just as Brother Jue was analyzing, the blood on the ground had completely turned into dark red "smelly blood". At the same time, the ghosts seemed to have lost interest in these liquids.
A few seconds later, the ghosts raised their heads...looked at Brother Jue on the wall.
"Huh? What is this going to do?" Facing this chilling scene, Feng Bujue didn't change his face, muttered, "Aren't you..."
What he meant by "Could it be". It happened in the next second... Only those ghosts raised their arms with twisted movements and floated up one after another...
"Very good..." Brother Jue said the phrase "good" because the situation in front of him just explained the question he had thought of before "how the ghosts ‘stand’ on the ground".
"It turns out that you were just floating against the ground just now..." Feng Bujue was muttering, and he took the **** kitchen knife and the Thunder Orb into his bag together, "Let me Look... Will you react to living creatures without wounds on your body..."
Obviously, Brother Jue is experimenting again.
Under the dim moonlight, in the **** little courtyard, a large group of gloomy ghosts uttered creepy groans, and slowly surrounded you... This kind of horror-like scene made many people The viewers who watched the live broadcast had their hairs up.
Feng Bujue...but just stared at him. The bottom line of the various settings in this script was tested casually and at first glance.
"Uh-hmm..."
After Brother Jue put away the kitchen knife, the ghosts did not immediately stop moving, and the low groans continued.
But after a few seconds, when the residual blood smell in the air dissipated...the speed of the ghosts' flying slowed down significantly; besides. Their groaning full of "hunger" also stopped.
After a few more seconds, the ghosts' movements almost completely stopped. They seemed to have lost their goal, spinning around in place.
About thirty seconds later, these monsters coincidentally fell back to the ground...or in other words, they floated to a height equal to the ground. And then began to move into some shadows that the moon can't shine...
Feng Bujue was just watching their actions silently at the top of the wall at first, until the ghosts floated more than ten meters away, he suddenly opened his throat and began to sing: "Oh... the descendants of Dashan... …Love the sun~the sun who loves~the man in the mountains..."
His startled action first shocked all the spectators who were watching the game, then...people turned into a daze, and after a few seconds they couldn't help but burst into laughter.
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"Hey, hey...this stuff is absolutely [BEEP——] is a neurotic..."
"Hahahaha...I can't do it...what's this?"
"Hahaha... I startled me when I opened my throat... But what the **** is it..."
"Brother Jue! You can be friends without singing!"
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Of course, Brother Jue doesn't know the reaction of the audience now, and he doesn't care how the audience will react. He brightened these throats just to test the "reaction patterns" of the ghosts.
As a result... the ghosts ignored him without buying it.
When Feng Bujue sang the phrase "the folk songs here are in line, the folk songs here are in line", all the ghosts gathered here have disappeared from his sight. From the data point of view... once these monsters walk into the shadows that are not illuminated by light, they will enter a place similar to a "phase space" and temporarily disappear.
"Huh..." At this point, Brother Jue finally took a breath and stopped his singing. "Hmm... It seems that these guys only follow the ‘olfaction’ action, and have no response to sounds and pictures..."
Thinking of this, Feng Bujue shrugged: "Well...I have mastered the behavior of the monsters anyway." Then, he turned around. Ready to leave here.
Ran...
At this moment, a strong wind hit his face at an angle of forty-five degrees from directly in front of Brother Jue.
Feng Bujue's reaction was really fast. At this moment of lightning and flint, he actually relied on instinct to lean back, and with an extreme posture, he could avoid the attack...Let the chopper stick to himself The tip of his nose flew over.
"I [BEEP——]" Continued. Brother Jue yelled, took advantage of Newton’s anger, moved one meter across the wall, re-established his figure, and shouted to the front, "Who is coming?"
"Do I really need to declare my home?" At this time, the leader of the Corpse Sword Division [First also the King] was already standing on the stone road outside the courtyard wall. Holding a fierce big knife, he looked at Brother Jue from a high place and replied, "According to my estimate...Captain Mad, you must have studied our team's game video before the game, right?"
"Oh~" Feng Bujue recognized him quickly. "Who am I~ It turns out that it was Captain Xian..." He pretended to lengthen his voice, and then said, "As expected, the captain of the Corpse Swords team... he found me so soon. "
"You..." First, the corners of the king's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and his tone also revealed a deep feeling of pain, "...in the middle of the night...stand on the wall...sing three points The second song "Eighteen Bends on the Mountain Road"..." At this point, he paused for two seconds to organize the language, "Let me put it this way... As long as it is within one kilometer of this area... even if you don't hear it. The gunshots before, I will definitely come over and take a look..."
"Huh~" Feng Bujue replied, calmly taking out his army shovel from his suitcase. "Unexpectedly, Captain Xian, you can also report the title of "Eighteen Bends on the Mountain Road". Nowadays, young people don't know much about this... It seems that you and I have a good taste in music."
"I..." First looked at Wang Xu, and looked at Brother Jue guardly, "I don't want to talk to you on this topic..."
I feel that my brother ignores others. He took it upon himself and said: "Then what... the ancient poems have a cloud... It's hard to stay if you meet your confidant, singing and dancing as a gift to you..."
"Which different dimension is this ancient Indian poem you heard from?" Xian Yewei really started from the heart, not spitting out unpleasantly.
"I think... it's better to hit the sun than to choose a day." Feng Bujue continued, "It's better to... you and I will play the song "Taishan Song" first, and then play it after singing."
"I refuse..." First also answered the king decisively.
But...
"Hey~eh...Tai Chi Kung Fu to make steamed buns~ Earthshaking..." Brother Jue took the opportunity to sing~ IndoMTL.com~ I said... Are you sure this is "Folk Folk Song"...not "Shaolin Football" "Insert song..." Xian Yewei Wang's expression seemed to be constipated, and it was beyond embarrassment.
"No no no... Shaolin football's insertion song should be..." Feng Bujue shook his head. Change the tune and sing, "Wake up Shaolin Kungfu~ Good! Shaolin Kungfu is strong~ It is good..."
"You...give me..." At this moment, the king finally couldn't bear it, "...just enough!"
He shouted violently, lifted the knife and flew up to the wall.
At this moment, the first one is also king... really can't wait for a second, because he feels that he will be crazy if he continues to talk with Brother Jue.
"Haha..." Feng Bujue sneered when he saw the opponent kill him, and said in his heart, "Sure enough... Today's Corpse Knife players are obviously different... It looks like... this is not eaten. Medicine..." (To be continued.)