The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 460 The Clown
Escape, as far away as possible.

Ghost Rider didn't have the slightest intention of staying where he was and confronting Li Ang. As a high-level transcendent, he had a deeper understanding of Li Ang's horror.

The power endowed to him by the hell fire allows Ghost Rider to intuitively see the "karma" entangled in individual living beings.

The term karma originated from Brahmanism and was later quoted by Buddhism, which means the force that directly promotes the continuation of life, because personal moral choices drive their destiny choices,

In a sense, karma can also be considered as the concepts of "cause and effect entanglement" or "original sin", but there are differences in terms of terms because of different religions.

Good citizens who are patriotic and law-abiding have less karma; social dregs who are deceived, raped and tricked have more karma;

However, even a vicious person who has done all kinds of bad things, his karma is far from being as strong as Li Angzhi's.

In fact, in the sight of Ghost Rider, the cloud of karma hanging over Li Ang's head was black and oppressive, eerie and terrifying like an inverted city wall, almost thickened into substance.

How many lives have to be killed to accumulate this level of karma?
On the level of karma, bloody butchers like Alexander the Great, Genghis Khan, Huang Chao, and the Führer of Germany, in front of Li Ang, are no different from the good children sitting in rows in the kindergarten and eating fruit.
The Ghost Rider, who was almost scared to pee, didn't know that Li Ang had the blood debt of 70 billion Chitauri people on hand.
To this day, around the Dyson ring of the Chitauri home planet, there are still interstellar ships cleaning up the dead Chitauri corpses floating in space.

The Ghost Rider, who was scared away, drove the hellfire motorcycle all the way, and had completely moved away from the nightclub in a few breaths. Then he pressed the accelerator to activate Lilian, who was bestowed by the hell demon, and directly moved to a place that had been abandoned for a long time. vehicle repair shop.

The huge factory building is full of various vehicle parts, and the discarded metal parts are covered with black oil stains. They are stacked high and piled up in the corners of the repair shop.

There is not much light in the factory building, except for the moonlight coming in through the skylight, only a bunch of TVs placed in the center of the factory building are still emitting light.

These TV sets with "big buttocks" are old and old, and they often fail to work, and the picture is blurry.

At this moment, these televisions of different sizes and sizes are stacked together, the curved screen is full of black and white light spots, and the loudspeakers on both sides of the screen continue to emit meaningless noise. Hoarse background noise.

In addition, there is an indescribable decaying smell in the air, and a shallow layer of green mold that is not noticed by people has spread all the way along the leaking cracks on the gray and white walls, forming a lush green mold. big tree shape.

Behind the damp smell of mold, there was a strange fragrance.

An aroma of instant noodles.

The Ghost Rider stopped the vehicle slowly, and the hell fire that was burning all the time finally stopped, showing the original and powerful old Harley motorcycle.

As the thick smoke of the flames drifted away, his skull gradually turned into blood and flesh. It was a pale, blond middle-aged man, or Johnny Blazer who had stripped the identity of the Ghost Rider.

"How's it going?"

A slightly hoarse, very bewitching voice sounded in the shadows, and only with the thin moonlight projected from the skylight, the speaker could not be seen clearly, only a vague half outline could be seen.

The speaker was leaning against the beams of the repair shop, he raised his arms slowly, relying on the moonlight, Johnny Blazer could see a cup of steaming instant noodles in his hand.

The taste of instant noodles is a bit spicy, and there are exaggerated English printed on the outside of the package. According to a series of small characters around it, it can be distinguished that its origin is from Thailand-there are very few instant noodle brands in the United States.
Wait, Johnny Blazer recalled, this abandoned vehicle repair shop was their temporary base,

And when Ghost Rider just moved into the factory building, he didn't find any sign that the factory door had been opened and closed recently, that is to say, the companion in front of him had been in the maintenance factory all day and hadn't gone out.

So where did the instant noodles in his hand come from?
As if seeing Johnny Blazer's doubts, the figure shrugged indifferently, took a sip of the instant noodle soup contentedly, and said casually: "I found it in the locker in the staff lounge of the maintenance factory. Although its production date is 1999, the shelf life date marked on it has completely faded,

In this way, I don't have to worry about eating bad stomach, right? "

Johnny Blazer suddenly felt a chill, he didn't like being with this companion even more than hunting criminals or hunting demons,
If it weren't for a more ambitious goal, I am afraid that the first thing the Ghost Rider would do would be to strangle the neck of his "companion" with iron chains, and then use the eyes of judgment to make his "companion" die from the soul burn up.

He can guarantee that when the karma of this "companion" burns, it will be absolutely spectacular.

"I said, you haven't answered my question yet."

The figure spoke unhurriedly, using a yellowed fork to scoop up an ugly ball of batter without hesitation, and after examining it carefully in the moonlight, he stuffed it whole into his mouth, making a toothache. chewing sound.

".It didn't go well"

Johnny Blazer resisted the desire to retreat, looked coldly at the shadow of the human figure, and said, "I met that Constantine who has been arresting me, and his immediate boss."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Johnny Blazer found that the movement of his "companion" eating noodles had stagnated a little bit - such a small move made Ghost Rider a little bit happy.

"Konstantin's immediate boss, immediate boss."

The figure hidden in the darkness chewed the word, and put the instant noodles in his hand on top of the pile of TVs with a "snap", ignoring the splashing soup,

A huge laugh broke out, "Hahahaha, is that Ang King of Kings Savior Primate Glory GOD Lee?

Hahahaha, the dog with the collar and the owner with the chain?interesting.
Have you ever tried to use your eyes of judgment to look at him and look through his soul?

I guarantee you will be the closest person on the planet who understands him before he strangles you like a chicken. "

The figure's laughter was harsh, chaotic, and annoying, Johnny Blazer stared at the other person indifferently, and after the "companion" finished laughing, he calmly said: "It's not safe here, we need to move. "

"Transfer? What nonsense are you talking about?"

The figure withdrew its smile, Shi Shiran stretched a lot, and said comfortably: "For Li Ang, if he wants to catch you, you are now locked in a cage waiting for an autopsy.

There is only one reason why you are still standing here now - Li Ang needs to use you to find the existence behind you. "

The figure turned around, respectfully bowed to the darkness behind him, raised his head, and grinned, "Am I right? Dear G·O·D?"

Da da da.

The sound of footsteps came out of the darkness, and Li Ang said with a smile to the figure who was still bowing: "You are right,

Dear Mr. Clown. "

(End of this chapter)