I want to kill a god before I die

Cheng Hai grabbed it with one hand, grabbed its arm and pinched its own neck, and pressed his palm on the seat.At the same time, the tip of the stick pierced his body, and a live chicken wilted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Darkness, restraint."

As Cheng Hai's words fell, everyone except the driver was bound to their seats by a black air, unable to move.

It's just that their identities in the illusion are werewolves who are extremely powerful. After struggling desperately, this little hindrance may not trap them for long.

Looking at the chicken brother who had rotted into mud, Cheng Hai rubbed his temples.

He didn't prepare many living creatures. If this illusion lasted longer, he would not have many resources for casting spells.

It is obviously not the right way to use necromancy to fight hallucinations.

"Dream control should not be limited to this level."

Cheng Hai concentrated his energy and tried to create something.

However it doesn't work.

"Level [-] ability is really not easy to use"

Cheng Hai curled his lips, and a cigarette suddenly appeared in his mouth.Then he stretched out an index finger, and a flame ignited on it, and it was ignited easily.

Elementary dream control can only achieve this level in Ghost Shadow's home court.

If you want to upgrade, you have to kill at least one more.

trouble.

The sound of irritable whimpering was endless, and the piercing sound of grinding teeth made the scalp numb.

Several werewolves had already torn the seats and were about to break free.

But Cheng Hai sat firmly in his seat, thinking about the key to breaking the game, like a college entrance examination student who is about to hand in his papers.

"Ow!"

"Ouch!!"

"Ouch!!!"

The first werewolf to break free raised its head and howled loudly, and the others of the same kind echoed each other, as if they were howling louder than anyone else, and there was an incomparable noise for a while.

"It's too noisy, can you have some excitement." Cheng Hai frowned.

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Hai suddenly had a warning sign in his heart, and quickly lowered his head.

There was only a "bass" breaking the wind, as if something passed quickly above him.

When I looked up again, the bulky bus seemed to be cut off by a knife and turned into an open top.And those werewolves who were standing had their heads chopped off, and they were flying in the air following the rain of blood.

"This is really exciting." Cheng Hai couldn't help being speechless.

The car has not been overturned after being knifed like this. Newton might be so angry when he saw it.

This time, the driver is no longer the special one.After he died, the convertible car belt completely lost control, and charged towards the cliff ahead with a car of heads.

"I understand."

Cheng Hai figured out the answer and stood up from his seat.

He kicked his legs and jumped out of the car easily.

Just under your feet, there is a cliff with no bottom!

"Although it's a low-level ability, you can always challenge Newton, right?"

Cheng Hai opened his right hand with a low murmur, and a flying head turned around for no reason and fell into his hand.

"very good."

Cheng Hai looked at the wolf's head in front of him, but that head seemed to come alive, showing a look of horror.

"Don't be afraid."

Cheng Hai smiled slightly, and there was a light black light on his palm.

"Hand of the Troll."

boom!

A giant hand pierced through the rock and firmly caught him.

After returning to the ground with the giant hand, Cheng Hai heard a loud whistle.Turning his head, he saw two muscular trucks running towards him, one from the left and the other from the right. Judging by the momentum, they wanted to crush him into a meatloaf!

"Is it not over yet?"

Cheng Hai shrugged his shoulders, twisted like a bitter melon head as if crying.

"Although it looks like it's almost used up, there's still some squeezes, right?"

Just hearing a "boom", the cliff shook, and countless boulders flew down, and the two heavy trucks became one in an extremely intimate way.

"Let me tell you."

The phantom of Cheng Hai got out of the two trucks, and threw away the dead bones in his hands.

In reality, Cheng Hai finally opened his eyes.

Chapter 51 Two Dollars in the Toilet

"Brother, you are still very young, so don't walk on the path of crime."

Beside Cheng Hai, a man was trembling.

He wanted to open a window just now, but Cheng Hai killed him with one move with his eyes closed.Immediately afterwards, everyone except the driver screamed in their seats as if they had seen a ghost, unable to move.

The way he looked at Shanghai Cheng Hai now, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that it was him who did it!

"Keep your mouth shut."

Cheng Hai said something lightly and looked out the window.

He had already shown mercy, and didn't bother to explain anything.

But he is in a good mood now, because he has figured out two important rules.

Although the illusion of ghosts can be established based on reality, once the creatures in the illusion move, this foundation will be disrupted.

Just like the group of werewolves just now, when other werewolves attacked Cheng Hai except for the man next door who happened to be cheap, people in reality would not move with the phantom.

Therefore, when Cheng Hai performed the operation at the end, his hands were just hanging down normally, without holding anything.The taboo eye didn't absorb the energy, so the necromantic witchcraft in reality naturally couldn't be displayed.

As for why Cheng Hai was sure that he could perform witchcraft in the illusion without relying on actual energy, it involved another set of rules.

When he bound the werewolf, he lit a cigarette with fire.

Where do smoke and fire come from?

They are two separate entities created by him through his ability to control dreams.

But he just created these two things, but he didn't control the fact of lighting cigarettes.

The reason why cigarettes can be lit is because the interaction between them conforms to the most basic logical rules, not the result of human manipulation.

Similarly, as long as the vitality he absorbs conforms to the basic logic of using the spell, but is not a creature in reality, his witchcraft can be separated from reality and used in the illusion alone.

After this was confirmed, Cheng Hai's bondage in the illusion would be much less from now on.

The bus slowed down and drove into a remote parking lot.

"The rest area is here. Now everyone gets off the car for lunch and gathers here after a four-10-minute break."

After opening the door, the conductor patted the sleeping passengers awake one by one, and rushed off the bus without any explanation.

"We're almost there, so we won't eat." A passenger said sleepily.

"We'll lock the car later, if you don't get out of the car, you'll be charged if you lose something?" the conductor said loudly.

Speaking of this, the others couldn't refute anymore, and got out of the car in a mighty manner.

When I got out of the car with my bag on my back, I saw a simple restaurant in front of me.

The parking lot here is not big, but there are already seven or eight buses parked, and the bus that Cheng Hai missed is also there.

Following the conductor into the hotel, a wave of heat came oncoming.

The small space was filled with wooden tables and chairs. Dozens of passengers ate back to back. Judging by the expressions on their faces, the food here seemed to be not very good.

Looking at the price again, a set meal is 40 yuan, two meat and one vegetarian.

"It's really dark enough." Cheng Hai raised his eyebrows.

This price is almost four times the normal price, ten yuan higher than the normal service area.However, when the bearded man proposed to go to the toilet in the service area 10 minutes ago, the driver did not stop.

The trickiness in it can be seen.

It was already 01:30 in the afternoon, and even the passengers who got on the train from Liucheng felt a little hungry, let alone those who got on the train before Liucheng Station.

People are not familiar with the place here, and there are special people watching the door to go out.In desperation, they can only eat here.

"Don't sit here and occupy other people's seats if you don't eat. If you want to rest, go to the left of the hall. There are charging boards and air-conditioned rooms inside. Don't stay in the parking lot."

A young man wearing glasses maintained order with a loudspeaker, and behind him, a few "waiters" with big waists were smoking cigarettes.

These guests from other places dare not cause trouble, or they have to queue up to buy food, or they can only go out in despair.

With some curiosity, Cheng Hai followed some people into the room on the left.

This so-called air-conditioned room is actually a dark hall with beds next to each other, similar to a Datong bunk. There are hundreds of beds in a densely packed room.

There are three or four similar rooms. They are simply constructed of insulation boards and steel, and are not equipped with any fire protection measures.

It's okay during the day, but when the bus is banned at night, there will be more people here.

At that time, there will be people who pick their feet and smokers everywhere, and the air will be smoky and the ventilation will not be good.If a fire broke out, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Oh, capital."

Cheng Hai snorted coldly, turned around and walked out.

It is obvious that the conductor does not allow passengers to eat and drink on the bus, and does not stop at the specified service area. Behind this is a dark transaction.

The old black car conductor is gone.

Back in the lobby again, Cheng Hai bought a set meal.

Although it looks uncomfortable, the industrial chain here is very involved, and he can't do much by himself.

He is just an ordinary traveler now.

“Very salty”

After just one bite, Cheng Hai frowned, put down the bowl and stopped eating.

This skill is far worse than that of my family Yiyi.

"Boss, take some boiling water."

The bearded man walked to the front desk holding a bowl of instant noodles.

"Five yuan for boiling water." The boss replied blankly.

"So expensive?"

The bearded man lit a cigarette and asked again, "How much would it cost to buy instant noodles here?"

"twenty."

"Where did you buy dry food?"

"Twenty too."

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That means you have to spend money.

But the bearded man didn't get angry this time, instead he gave out a cigarette to the boss, and said with a smile, "That's quite profitable, let's say tens of millions a year."

"No no."

The boss took the cigarette and gave him a meaningful smile.

The bearded man also smiled, and stirred his instant noodles.

"Aren't these buses not allowed to get off the expressway halfway? Why are they all running here?"