Ghost Jigsaw: Send me a ghost every day

"The exit is here, please get off, beep beep~"

With the smart prompt sounding, the hatch will automatically rise.

"Boss, why did you go in for a while, it seems different when you come out."

"Oh?"

"That's different?"

"I feel that as soon as you come out, the surroundings seem to be depressed a lot, and your hand feels very dangerous to me."

Looking at the right hand pointed by the fat man, Bai Ye's eyes flickered for a while, and he looked at himself, watching the tooth-like lines faintly appearing on his right arm at some point.

"wait for me."

Glancing at Wanshitong and Fatty, he motioned for them to step aside, the ghostly aura contained in Bai Ye's body spewed out, and the thick ghostly aura instantly covered the entire mountain, the air was also squeezed thick, and the ghostly aura continued to spread down the mountain .

If you look at it from a distance, it looks like a dark cloud falling, leaving a dark mountain shadow.

"My dear, boss, how much ghost energy is hidden in this body?" Fatty, who was a witness at the scene, looked at the ghost energy surging around him in a daze and said to himself.

"There is no one before!" Wanshitong stood beside the fat man and gave his own evaluation.

And Bai Ye, who was in the center of ghost energy, kept washing his body with his own ghost energy.

After washing for many times, the lines on the arms are not indifferent, but clearer.

The weird feeling in my heart became more and more prosperous as time went by.

Finally, the lines on Bai Ye's arm seemed to have been absorbed and saturated, the lines slowly squirmed, and an illusory human face connected end to end slowly solidified.

"Midnight Butcher!"

"now."

"Dark night is coming!"

"out."

In an instant, an extra round of bright moon hung high in the sky, and the muscles under the skin of Bai Ye's body trembled violently, as if a great fear would appear at any time.

When the human face was about to solidify, the moonlight swayed down, and a big mouth suddenly opened on the top of the arm, biting towards the remaining lines of the game ghost's gear.

Every bite, the human face on the pattern will let out a scream, and each bite is at the intersection, as if consciously not wanting the pattern to form.

Seeing the disappearing flesh and blood on his arm, Bai Ye didn't feel any pain.

In the range covered by the lines, the flesh and blood have been eaten by ghost muscles, exposing the white bones at the bottom.

Bai Ye could feel that the muscles in it were making up for this defect at a speed visible to the naked eye. Looking at the unsightly arm, Bai Ye thought, and the ghost skin instantly stretched to cover the arm.

Looking at the restored arm, Bai Ye withdrew the ghost energy into his body, looked at the dazed fat man and the others, and said something calmly.

"Let's go!"

"Hey!"

Hearing this, the fat man turned around and walked towards the helicopter on the tarmac.

"Go to the ghost village by helicopter?" Thinking that the trip that Wanshitong told him was not close, Bai Ye stopped the fat man with some doubts.

"How is it possible, boss!"

"That's so boring. Let's stop at the airport and go again. The air tickets are already booked."

When sitting on the helicopter, Bai Ye began to recall the tattoo on his hand before.

The gear has been obliterated, Bai Ye saw it with his own eyes, there is no mistake, but if the fat man hadn't reminded him of the lines on the hand, he wouldn't even have noticed it, and he didn't even notice it with his ghostly accent.

In the end, he was mobilized by the midnight butcher himself, which made the ghost muscles no longer silent.

That tattoo...is it also a hidden method of the game ghost?

According to the ghost of the ghost, the gear is given by the ghost of the game. Putting it in the gear and playing darkly, it really sucks to play tactics.

Bai Ye thought so.

In less than a while, the outline of the airport has emerged under my feet.

The fat man skillfully manipulated the helicopter, drew a graceful arc in the air, and parked on a private apron next to an airport.

Passionate looked at the ticket in his hand, checked the time on the phone, raised his head and said.

"After half an hour, the plane took off."

Bai Ye nodded and walked out first.

When the three of them passed the ticket gate, they waited in their seats to board the plane.

"Hello, dear passenger!"

"DD0027 aircraft is ready, please go to FW passengers to prepare to board."

"Hello, dear passenger!"

"DD0027 aircraft is ready, please go to FW passengers to prepare to board."

Hearing the notification sound, Bai Ye and others couldn't help standing up and preparing to board the plane through the green channel.

Suddenly, Bai Ye frowned, and found that the dozen or so people lined up at the entrance of the green passage exuded a faint ghostly aura.

Although they did not communicate with each other verbally, it could be seen from their eye contact that the dozen or so ghost slayers were roughly divided into two teams, and they knew each other. One team seemed to have resentment in their eyes.

With the addition of Bai Ye and others, the atmosphere of the three teams instantly became dignified.

"If you don't go in, get out of the way!"

Seeing the two teams in the aisle, neither of them willing to let the other pass first, Bai Ye became a little impatient.

"Who are you!" A young ghost slayer with hair dyed red muttered from behind.

"I said... get out of the way!"

"Or...you don't have to go." A kind smile hung on the corner of Bai Ye's mouth, but the words that came out of his mouth were as cold as winter.

"What about you? Will you let me..." Turning his head aside, he smiled and looked at the young man who seemed a little dissatisfied before

Man, the way Jean looked at the young man was like looking at a dead man.

"I...I...Captain, save me!" The young man who was frightened by Bai Ye's eyes did not dare to look into Bai Ye's eyes. To the headed captain.

The leader was dressed in a white robe, holding a Bible and dressed like a priest standing between the white night and the young man.

"We still have some things to deal with, sir first."

"Boys, let these three gentlemen go in first."

There was a frozen smile on the priest's face, and a golden light flew out from the bible in his hand, forcing a narrow path between the two groups of people.

Looking at the golden steps between the two pairs, Bai Ye gave the priest a meaningful look, patted the priest's shoulder lightly, and whispered.

"You dare to show off tricks that can't be played on the stage."

"Fatty, let's go."

Saying that, Bai Ye stepped up the stairs.

"broken."

I saw Bai Ye shouting in a low voice,

Chapter 194 The Priest Returning Home

I saw a change in the scene in front of me, and someone seemed to be chanting softly in my ear.

"Is the golden light an illusion?"

Bai Ye chuckled, his ghostly aura shook, and the scene in front of him instantly shattered like a dream.

The golden light under his feet has disappeared.

"There is a way, it is indecent to come and not go."

"The book is good."

Seeing the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, the priest pulled out the Bible from his hand under his astonished eyes.

"Confiscated!"

Seeing this, another group of people leaned back silently, without making a sound.

With awe-inspiring eyes, Bai Ye and the three of them entered the cabin.

"puff!"

"Haha, I laughed so hard. I'm afraid you, the so-called priest, would never think of it. You can throw away the guy who eats."

"Wrong, I'm sorry it's not lost, but confiscated, hahahaha!"

The other group wore special suits and looked like a business elite. The leader had a big greasy hair. After Bai Ye left, they kept sarcastically saying.

"What's the matter, you're a hypocrite."

"What about the vigor just now, can't you pretend to be, why are you dumb?"

The enemy has been provoking, no matter how good the priest is, he can't help it, let alone after the bible snatching incident happened.

No, it was confiscated!

Just as the priest was about to speak back, he felt a sudden cramping pain in his stomach.

His face was flushed, and blood rushed to his forehead.

Opening his mouth, he spit out blood that contained ice scum all over the ground.

"Tsk tsk, I'm injured. The people under my command really don't have the vision to see people who dare to use your tricks to gather ghosts."

"But it's all the same, what kind of leader will have what kind of subordinates."

"Goodbye, you are lucky today, since you have been injured, let's fight another day."

"In the past, you had to settle the account of cheating our team members carefully."

"Let's go." Big Oil headed away with a group of his men, laughing.

Seeing the former enemy so arrogant in front of him, the priest's face of compassion for all living beings suddenly dropped, and he watched the back of the enemy leaving with a gloomy gaze, without saying a word.

"My lord priest, shall we still go?" one of his subordinates asked in a low voice.

You must know that besides the opponent, there is another person on the plane who can't afford to mess with the leader.

"go."

"Lift me!"

"What?" The subordinate who asked the question at the beginning thought he had heard it wrong, so he couldn't help asking again.

"Carry me, idiot!"

When the priest's words sounded again, the young man in Bai Ye who had offended him at the beginning suddenly saw that the priest's feet seemed to have not moved.

Reminiscent of the moment when the priest vomited blood, he was secretly overjoyed, the opportunity to make up for his mistakes did not come so soon.

Thinking of this, the young man quickly stepped forward and squatted down, put his hands behind his back, and wrapped his arms around the priest's legs to carry the priest on his back.

I saw his hands squeeze hard, and only heard a crisp sound.

"Crack!"

The surroundings were instantly silent, and I felt that the weight in my hand was wrong.

The young man turned his head slowly with a stiff face, but what he saw was a broken leg in his hand, and the priest's one hand propped on the ground, with an expression of wanting to eat people.

Looking at the broken leg in his hand, there was a piercing chill on it, and there was a layer of icicles of flesh and blood on the cut.

"I did not do it on purpose."

Terrified, he hurried forward with the broken leg in his hand, trying to fit it to the fracture.

"I don't want to see him again." Hearing what the priest said, the young man shuddered, as if thinking of his fate.

"My lord priest, give me one more chance." The young man knelt down and hugged the priest's leg begging for mercy with a frightened expression on his face.

"Crack!"

He stared blankly at the broken leg he held in his hand broke into two pieces again!