Daoism catches ghosts [Rebirth]

Lin Xingzhou was taken aback: "Why? Don't you need it?"

"I still have one," Lin Tingfeng put the magazine into the gun with his right hand and his left hand, and then loaded it with one hand, "Anyway, I can't use two guns at the same time, so I might as well lend you one. My gun is worse than yours. The one I used before has less recoil and has a certain tracking function, so I can shoot more accurately within the range.”

Lin Xingzhou didn't know how to pick it up, so he heard him say: "You can try it first to see if you have a tacit understanding with it, use it if you have it, and exchange it for your own if you don't have it."

Lin Xingzhou held the gun in his hand - the whole body of the gun was silver, and there were already some signs of wear and tear due to frequent use.I don't know if it's a psychological effect, this gun gives people a different feeling from other guns, but he can't describe the specific feeling, in short, there is an inexplicable kindness.

Lin Tingfeng fired a shot at the flying ghost, and hit it accurately: "Actually, 002 is right. I really only know how to use a gun. I have almost no defense, and I am not good at close combat."

Lin Xingzhou frowned, and was about to say something, but the other party spoke first, and the conversation changed: "But I think it's enough, the so-called 'skills have a specialization', I have to do my best in a job, as for other In terms of that, it is not within the scope of my consideration.”

Lin Xingzhou looked at him in surprise: "Have you figured it out?"

"Not yet," Lin Tingfeng changed the gun to another type of bullet, "However, let's take a step and see."

As he spoke, he pulled the trigger. After the bullet was fired, it actually disintegrated into several shotguns in the air, hitting several ghosts respectively, and none of them missed.

He fired a few more shots in a row, and even knocked out all the ghosts within his field of vision, clearing the field directly.

There is an electronic display board for counting next to each shooting position, and the numbers on Lin Tingfeng's place are constantly changing, almost never stopping.Lin Xingzhou swallowed hard: "Let me tell you, it really takes you two hours to earn back 1000 yuan?"

"Of course not," Lin Tingfeng changed the magazine again, "I'm talking about you."

Lin Xingzhou was speechless, so he could only sigh: "How about...you can help me earn back the 1000 yuan ticket money."

Lin Tingfeng gave him a strange look: "Didn't you say you want to learn how to shoot a gun? You gave up so soon?"

"You don't teach me..."

"I'll teach you," said Lin Tingfeng, who had already walked beside him, "then I'll teach you from the most basic."

Wei Zhi sat by and watched, got a cup of coffee from somewhere, and drank it while watching, his gaze kept on Lin Xingzhou, watching Lin Tingfeng swaying around him, inexplicably felt that this person was a bit of an eyesore.

His position is a little far away, and basically he can only see the back and side view. At first Lin Xingzhou stood still, but later Lin Tingfeng gave him a few demonstrations, and the two kept switching positions. It's hard to tell who's who.

Originally, Lin Tingfeng weighed [-] to [-] pounds heavier than his brother, and the difference in stature was obvious. However, after being injured for more than a month, he has lost a lot, and Lin Xingzhou may have done a good job for his younger brother, and he also gained a little weight. Some, the body shape of the two becomes very close, and the height is also about the same. If they are far away, it is basically difficult to tell who is who.

So for the next whole day, Wei Zhi was trying to identify which one belonged to his family and which one was the troublemaker. At first Lin Tingfeng held the gun with his left hand and it was easier to distinguish, but later he started to hold the gun with his right hand for demonstration purposes. , completely confused Wei Zhi.

After Lin Tingfeng taught his brother the basic movements of holding a gun and the standing posture, he also switched his gun to his right hand, which is completely inflexible: "Well, I'll use this hand to practice with you, what do you think?"

Of course Lin Xingzhou didn't do it: "No, the doctor said that you'd better rest your right hand now, and let it recover for a period of time before rehabilitating."

"It has been recovered for a long time," Lin Tingfeng obviously didn't want to hear what he said, "I can feel the extent of the recovery. It won't get better if I don't practice it, and it won't get worse if I practice it, and it's like this At the critical juncture... I have no reason to continue to rest like this."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his arm, took aim and fired a shot—missing.

Since the little finger and ring finger were basically unconscious, it was difficult for him to hold the gun firmly. When the bullet was fired, the gun almost dropped from his hand. He couldn't help but "hiss", rubbed his wrist that was hurt by the recoil, and laughed at himself Said: "Looks like I have to change my name in the future. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have been called 'Never Miss'. The flag really can't be messed up."

Lin Xingzhou opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the other party: "Exactly, my hit rate is about 50% now, we are standing on the same starting line - let's start."

Lin Xingzhou frowned, really didn't know what to persuade him, his attention was already attracted by the ghosts that regrouped.The ghosts in this training ground seem to be endless. Once a group is killed, a new batch will be added soon. Moreover, the level of the ghosts is completely random. Some can be killed with one shot, while others need to be replaced again. gun.

The gun given by Lin Tingfeng is really easy to use. Sometimes Lin Xingzhou clearly feels that he has missed his shot, but he can still make it up through the calibration function of the gun itself, and anyway, fighting ghosts is not beating people, and the accuracy requirements are not high. , as long as it can hit, even if it only touches one side, it is enough.

The numbers on the electronic display board in front of the two kept changing. At first, Lin Tingfeng was a little faster. Later, Lin Xingzhou gradually found his way and caught up little by little. However, due to the wave of Lin Tingfeng's initial sweep, He has never been able to overtake.

People will not feel tired in the training ground, but they still have to eat. The two practiced guns for several hours. Lin Tingfeng offered to eat something, so the two retreated from the shooting positions one after another. Lin Tingfeng led them into the rest area.

There is a barrier between the rest area and the training area. As soon as Lin Xingzhou crosses this barrier, he feels that the surrounding environment is completely different. The fresh air blowing against his face makes him refreshed. When he took a closer look, he found that the vision in front of him suddenly opened up. , the sun is abundant, dispelling the sense of depression caused by the overly strong yin.

Walking forward for less than 100 meters, a row of small bungalows came into view. Lin Xingzhou glanced around and found fast food restaurants, noodle restaurants, food stalls, and cold drink shops. There was also a pharmacy on the far side. When he walked past, he could smell the smell of Yunnan Baiyao. smell.

Lin Xingzhou was very surprised and couldn't help but ask, "Can you really make money by driving in this kind of place?"

Lin Tingfeng bought something at the advanced pharmacy, and when he checked out, he explained: "The training ground is actually an independent space, where the time will repeat the same day, so no matter what day you come in, you will see the same scenery. , food will not spoil, and there is no such thing as raw materials being spoiled if they cannot be sold, so even if there are few people buying it, it is still profitable."

He unwrapped the spray he just bought, sprayed it on his right hand and wrist, and then wrapped the bandage around it: "What do you want to eat? Don't tell me that you want to eat noodles again, let's change the taste."

Lin Xingzhou didn't answer his question, just looked at his hand: "It hurts?"

"Fortunately, I have a little cramp." Seeing that he was not making up his mind, Lin Tingfeng simply went to the food stall and yelled, "Boss Xiao! Bring me some fried chicken fillets!"

A fat man ran out of the noodle shop in response, turned on the fire and started heating up the oil: "Did Fengfeng come to train today? I haven't seen you for a long time—do you want chili?"

"Cumin, let's forget about chili." Lin Tingfeng thought for a while and then said, "And... order some grilled cold noodles, add an extra egg for me, then... french fries, french fries, tomato Don’t forget, sauce, you didn’t give me ketchup last time.”

Lin Xingzhou didn't know what kind of food he was eating, so he sighed and said, "Eat less greasy food."

He came late, Boss Xiao realized there was someone beside him when he heard him talking, he was startled when he saw his face: "This..."

"My brother—" Lin Tingfeng put his arms around his shoulders, and stretched out his hand to gesture, "How is it, does it look like it?"

Boss Xiao nodded: "Like, really like, if you hadn't come here first, I would have recognized him as you—by the way, what do you eat?"

He said the last sentence to Lin Xingzhou, who thought about it seriously: "Egg fried rice, do you have egg fried rice?"

"Yes, there must be! What do you want, what do we have here, wait a moment!"

Lin Xingzhou looked to the side again, and asked Lin Tingfeng in a low voice, "If you co-operate with so many stores, is there only one person in charge?"

"Otherwise?" Lin Xingzhou pulled him to sit down on the outdoor seat, "There are also seats inside, but I like to eat outside, with a good view."

Lin Xingzhou is not picky about this. Anyway, there is no wind, no rain, no sun, no food is the same.He sat on the bench face to face with Lin Tingfeng, and heard him say: "I came here for the first time when I was ten years old. At that time, I hadn't officially become a ghost hunter. My eldest sister brought me here to play during training. At that time, Qin Yunming Also there."

Hearing the three words "Qin Yunming", Lin Xingzhou froze his ears, Lin Tingfeng said: "You can also see that some people's talents don't need to be trained, such as Chen Xing, and Qin Yunming is one of them, he is pure He came here with my eldest sister, and he accompanied me when my eldest sister was training, and he was here to buy food for me."

He sighed softly: "At that time, he was not that neurotic. It gave me the feeling that... Although he was not easy to get along with, he should be a good person. Who knew he would become what he is today."

When the two were talking, Fatty Xiao had already delivered what he ordered, and gave him another bottle of cumin and tomato sauce. Lin Tingfeng nodded to him and continued the previous topic: "At that time, he and The eldest sister is almost ready to talk about marriage, but she didn't expect to tear her face apart. I think if someone else is irrational, she might be fooled by him and betray Ghost Hunter with him, but the eldest sister is not like that people."

Just as Lin Xingzhou was about to answer the conversation, Fatty Xiao had already brought over fried rice with eggs. He was shocked when he saw it: "Why are there so many? I can't eat it."