I want to kill a god before I die

"My clothes are expensive."

The figure's body remained motionless, and Qi Le's body went limp with a sudden force from his palm.

Then, he looked up in the direction of the cemetery, thoughtful.

Chapter 18 Fan Jiang

"The target is dead, and the task of killing the ghoul of the grave robber has been completed."

"The host now has a chance to extract the corresponding skill, do you want to use it?"

"Dead?" Cheng Hai frowned.

Although the ghoul was seriously injured, it shouldn't die so quickly.

But death is dead, and there is nothing to worry about.Cheng Hai held the little goblin in his palm and decided to take her home first.

There is no one in the cemetery, but there are many ghosts.

Although goblins are their nemesis, after losing consciousness, there is no guarantee that they will not be targeted by some conscious ghosts.

Moreover, it was quite cold this day, Cheng Hai looked at the few leaves on her body and felt cold for her.

"Let's extract skills." Cheng Haibin said as he walked.

"Skills are being extracted"

"You got the skill, Reinforced Iron Bones v1."

With the sound of the reminder, Cheng Hai's whole body crackled, and a feeling of being strengthened spontaneously arose.

"Reinforced iron bones" he couldn't help but smiled wryly.

What is the use of strengthening muscles and bones?

After three days, he returned to his original body. The weakest part is the inner part. No matter how strong the muscles and bones are, he will still have to breathe when he goes up to the fifth floor.

"I hope that one day I can smoke something that can cure diseases."

Just as Cheng Hai was thinking, he suddenly felt a bad feeling behind him, so he turned around immediately.

Not far away, a person was dragging Qi Le's body and slowly walking towards him.

He has long hair parted in the middle that was popular in the idol drama Meteorite Garden more than ten years ago. He is wearing a discontinued leather jacket and a pair of out-of-print canvas shoes.

The whole person seems to have just traveled from the past, which is very weird.

But these are not important, the important point is that his complexion is very unhealthy, his chest doesn't rise and fall at all, as if he doesn't need to breathe!

"Zombie?"

Cheng Hai frowned, and subconsciously took a step back.

Now he is very strong and has surpassed the limit of human beings, but the man in front of him is just walking like a mountain, and he can't breathe!

"Humanity."

The old-fashioned man approached Cheng Hai, and casually threw the body on the ground.

Cheng Hai sighed, supported the tombstone with one hand, put the goblin down calmly, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Although his intuition told him that there was no hope, but in a real fight, he would not wait to die.

The retro man narrowed his eyes and said, "I want you to do me a favor."

"Help?" Cheng Hai was a little surprised.

"Yeah." The man nodded.

"Um"

Cheng Hai thought for a while, took out a cigarette from his arms, and passed it to the other party, "Would you like some?"

The retro man shook his head and said, "I used to smoke harder before, but I've quit now."

"More violent? Poison?"

Cheng Hai withdrew his hand and lit one for himself.

"Almost, when there was that thing back then, the currency was still silver. That shit almost ruined the country." The man smiled.

Cheng Hai nodded, already understood in his heart.

This zombie is at least a hundred years old.

"My name is Cheng Hai, what's your name?"

"Fan Jiang." The man replied.

"So, what do you want me to do?"

After such a conversation, the system finally gave the man's information.

"It has been detected that the task can be accepted: kill the zombie Fan Jiang."

"Mission Objective: Fan Jiang"

"Target characteristics: King Kong is not bad, corpse poison"

"Threat level: High."

"Task Reward: Draw A-level God Descending qualification once; draw character skills once."

Obviously, this is a monster whose level is only lower than the apostle, and it is not something that Cheng Hai can provoke now.

"Sell this thing for me." Fan Jiang kicked the corpse on the ground.

"What?" Cheng Hai was confused.

"That's it."

Fan Jiang kicked again and said, "This ghoul."

"Is there anyone recycling this thing?" Cheng Hai's eyes widened.

Fan Jiang picked up Qi Le's tail and beckoned Cheng Hai over.

"Have you seen this thing? This thing is called Hezi. It has good strength and high toughness. It can be used to make good weapons. It is very popular in the circle of special people."

"Hezi?" Cheng Hai was dumbfounded again.

Where does this word seem to have been heard?

"Isn't this the setting of the oriental ghoul?" Cheng Hai remembered an anime.

"Chewan what?" Fan Jiang also looked puzzled.

"Forget it, it's not important." Cheng Hai didn't struggle anymore.

Think of it as art coming from life. It is normal for those who draw horror comics to see ghosts.

"Who do I have to sell to? I just gained the ability, and I don't know anything about the way here."

"Do you know the Street of Rebirth?" Fan Jiang asked.

"I heard." Cheng Hai stood up straight.

Yang Tianguang was right.After entering this circle, sooner or later he would come into contact with Death Street, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.

"I'll take you there tomorrow, just follow my instructions." Fan Jiang continued.

"May I ask, since you have gone with me, why don't you sell it yourself?" Cheng Hai said.

"Well, there's someone I don't want to see, please."

An unnatural look flashed across Fan Jiang's face, and then changed the subject: "Stop talking, are you surfing the Internet?"

Cheng Hai: ""

Hearing this, he suddenly felt a teenager younger.

"Well, I guess there is."

"Give me your communication number, let's add a friend."

Fan Jiang took out his mobile phone, which was quite new.

"it is good"

Cheng Hai added his friend Shenzhou Prawn.

emmmmmmmmm

As expected of you!

Faintly feeling something was wrong, Cheng Hai tentatively asked, "How do you sell the current ghouls?"

"hiss"

Fan Jiang thought for a while, realized this problem, and replied: "Before I fell into a deep sleep, Hezi was 7000 yuan a catty, which is only slightly cheaper, but it can also be sold for [-] yuan. Now more than ten years have passed , I don’t know how much the price has risen.”

"You must have slept too long this time." Cheng Hai couldn't help complaining.

"Well, it starts with a bat"

Fan Jiang recalled: "A plague broke out in Huaguo back then, and all places were quarantined. My friend who had a good relationship with me died of illness because he went out without a mask. I felt very bored, so I slept until now."

Cheng Hai: ""

Cheng Hai still had memories of that plague. Back then in the orphanage, he was sleepy and dizzy, and he was not allowed to go out.

Fan Jiang has been sleeping for more than ten years, so it is no wonder that his speaking habits seem to have traveled through time.

"Let's do this first. You go back to rest. I'll ask someone for the price. I'll send you a message at nine o'clock tomorrow, 886."

Fan Jiang turned to leave, but Cheng Hai called him down.

"Wait, you take the body away first."

"Ok?"

Fan Jiang motioned for him to explain.

"I'm being watched by the police now. If I bring this thing home, I'll be in the police station tomorrow. You take it first, and I'll buy a large suitcase and come to you tomorrow."

"alright."

Fan Jiang thought for a while, and carried the corpse on his shoulders.

His life is too long, and there is no need to be so fussy.

Cheng Hai heaved a sigh of relief, and left this private territory that belonged to the dead.

Chapter 19 In Vitro Detachment

Pull out a delicate mooncake box from under the coffee table and wipe it clean.Cheng Hai folded several layers of towels on top of it as a temporary bed for the goblin.

Putting the fairy into the box, Cheng Hai gently covered her with a "quilt".

As if he was not used to having more people in the house, he cleaned the house again.

Sending a harassing message to Xiao Ai with no expression on his face, Cheng Hai was lying on the balcony smoking a cigarette by himself.

Losing the battle with Qi Le was useless, which made it hard for him to accept.

It was clearly prepared, but because of a little negligence, everything was lost.

Now that the only qualifications he has left to descend from the gods have been consumed, if he can't find the "artist" within three days, he will have to continue to use his body that is on the verge of collapse in the next battle.

At that time, besides the forbidden eye, his only supernatural means will be necromancy.

And the flaws of witchcraft were also reflected in this battle.If he can't concentrate when performing the spell, it will greatly increase the risk of being backlashed.

The consequences of backlash range from trauma to the spirit, to disintegration at worst.

So if he wants to use it again, he still needs to find a way to eliminate the influence of the ghost.

The situation can be said to be quite pessimistic.

"Meow!"

The cat's meowing in spring broke the tranquility of the night.

Passers-by who returned late were taken aback, and Cheng Hai was also disturbed so that he lost interest.