Those years when I was Mingzhu

"It's Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi." The system said.

"Lunch?" I changed the prop knife to the other hand, raised my hand and rubbed my eyes, "It should be dinner at this point, so can I still eat this?" I was so hungry.

"No, don't eat it. Eating crumbs will eat your stomach, absolutely." The system said seriously in my mind, just at this time I saw a cute puppy with a tiger head and a tiger brain turning in at the end of the alley.

The little dog saw a pile of sashimi neatly placed on the ground, and immediately ran over, shaking its head and tail in a fit of joy. Just when I thought it was going to stick out its little tongue to lick the sashimi, the dog's face suddenly turned black.

And then, I watched it as if it had grown up and sniffed it closer, then showed a disgusted Yan Yi expression, raised my hind legs, pushed my butt, untied my little hand, and walked away without looking back. .

I:"……"

It seems that the system is right.

The pile of sliced ​​raw fish in front of him is really not a good thing.

At least I can be sure that he is not fresh.

I covered my mouth and nose with my haori sleeve, and stayed away from the underground things in disgust. Just as I was about to put away the knife and turn to leave, the bamboo knife in my hand was rustling like a moth that had been burned by the flames. The ground was reduced to ashes.

I blinked my eyes in confusion and asked the system what was going on.I still count on this knife to survive in this dangerous world, now I don't even have the only self-defense weapon, what's wrong with it.

The system told me that the durability of the bamboo knife was exhausted, and I said that this is not a certain city and warrior, the weapons equipped still have durability?

And didn't I just sit on the bench in front of the udon car and drowsy with a cute little sister with gradient long hair biting a bamboo tube?Why did he drift to such a place all of a sudden, and still use a bamboo knife to slice meat all over the place in a state of suspected sleepwalking...

Although I have doubts in my heart, I am still very satisfied with my knife work.

Look at this fine ham of uniform thickness, look at this neat arrangement, look at this perfect section with softness in the rigidity, I really deserve to be the flower of my motherland who grew up watching Hua Guo primary school.

"Maybe you don't know it yet, Shanshan," the system said to me in a loving voice, "you just killed the biggest boss in the world in your sleep."

I:"?"

Um?What?

boss?where?

Killed the boss?who?me?

My eyes shifted to the dumb sashimi at my feet, I fumbled for my chin and fell into deep thought.

"You're kidding." After a few seconds, I came to this conclusion.

I am a weak student who can only do 2 pull-ups, with a blushing neck and a thick neck. You tell me that I chopped off a big boss in a certain world with a toy knife?Still in sleep?

This is even more unbelievable than the fact that I wrote the test paper upside down with my eyes closed and passed the entrance examination.

"Why don't you believe in yourself so much?" The system said bitterly, "You must know that there are no mortals in my wife's family, and your potential can only be stimulated when you are sleepwalking. Well, I admit that I will open it to you." Hang up a little bit."

"Billion dots?" I waved the dust of the prop knife that was still on the nails, letting the wind blow the yellow feathers with triangular checks on my body.

A black-tech electronic light screen soon appeared in my sight. I stared at the copper bell and saw a kelp-headed gentleman wearing a white hat and black clothes and white trousers gradually appear on it.

"Oh? He's Michael Jackson?" I scratched my hair and asked in an interpreter's voice.

The system ignored me, and I was very happy for a moment, and continued to popularize science with me on the light screen that only I could see: "He is Gui Wu Tsuji, the ancestor of all ghosts, and the boss of this world. It doesn't kill him, only sunlight is his Achilles' heel."

Then, the system explained to me the characteristics of ghosts and their origins, while I listened, I found a clean place and squatted in a corner, watching the coquettish "ghost king" with a helpless and furious face Lifting up some drunk who had bumped into him and taunted him for turning pale.

When I saw that innocent passerby kicking his legs around and about to suffocate and suffocate, I, dragging the crude bamboo knife made by the cos company, walked in slowly from the alley with my head down. lens.

The evening wind blew up my long golden hair that couldn't be pulled out. My whole face was hidden under the bangs that fluttered and exploded like sunflowers.

Wu Mi in the camera obviously couldn’t hear the BGM. He looked at my sudden appearance and couldn’t help being slightly taken aback. When the screen gave him a close-up shot of frowning slightly, I grabbed the neutral gear and asked why the system played this song. This kind of music, isn't this intentional to make me look handsome instead of being a comedian?

Who knew that the system yelled, "Who knew that you would find the voice to meet the final boss by accident when you fell asleep? I just want to wake you up and run away quickly!!"

As soon as the system's voice fell, I, who was sleeping on the screen, took a few exaggerated breaths, and my body moved like lightning.

In the next microsecond, the picture on the screen went up and down, left and right, twirling, tumbling and swaying for unknown reasons... After that, there were only wails from people or ghosts and a series of crackling sounds from electric currents.

【Thunderbolt flash】x233

【Thunderbolt flash】x666

【Thunderbolt flash】x999

I:"……"

The picture is so bad I can't watch it.

I made the sign of the cross on my chest and silently recited Amitabha Buddha.

"I was afraid that you would die, so I frantically pressed and confiscated it with one finger, and I rushed to help you fill up the combat power before you rushed up to give away the head." The system sighed and said, "It's all your fault, I don't care. It is said that 100 years of wages will not be left."

"Is that so... Then am I not very strong now?" I looked at my hand that had been calloused from the pen holder for n years, and asked a little unrealistically.

"It's very strong." The system gritted his teeth, I heard his heart bleeding, and even heard his poor tears falling from his face.

"Well," I scratched my face with a slightly apologetic finger, and asked weakly, "How strong is it?"

"Um……"

"It's about the same as one Ji Guo Yuan Yi."

He thought for a while and said.