Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

There were rustling sounds in the woods, and something hidden in the dark was approaching him at an imperceptible speed.

With a click, a dry branch was broken under his feet.

Fang Zhuo squatted down and picked it up, holding it tightly in his hand, "Brother Ah San, what's going on?"

He clearly remembered that these ghosts had long since disappeared.

Could it be that what I experienced before was all hallucinations, or conjectures?

Fang Zhuo stepped back vigilantly, quietly pressed his fingers hard on the sharp top of the branch, and quickly drew a talisman in the void with the blood from his fingertips, and a golden light suddenly appeared.

Become!

He was pleasantly surprised, but when he raised his eyes, he found that the baby ghost had passed through the talisman in the void and crawled to his feet. The cold touch was firmly stuck to his ankle, and it was crawling up his calf little by little.

He raised his hands to grab the baby ghost and throw it out, but he couldn't reach it. The thing that had crawled up to his chest was like a phantom, but it was contradictory that it could cause substantial damage to him.

What's going on? !

"233, come out." Fang Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, and he saw a mouth dripping with blood.

The mouth is black, I can't see anything, the only thing I can be sure of is that it stinks.

It was exactly the same as the taste that dripped into him back then.

All the sympathy for the baby ghost before was gone in this instant.

Fang Zhuo pressed his head up, and called the system a few more times, but there was still no response.

The system exists in his consciousness and is not under the control of the world. So far, there has never been a sudden disconnection.

So, either something is wrong with his brain, or there is a malfunction in the system.

The baby ghost has great strength, but its short fingers have the strength to pierce through the flesh. In the next second, a tuft of black hair wraps around the burning wrist above.

Almost at the same time, two withered hands came out from the mud under him and pinched his waist, while the woman whose wrists and ankles were obviously cut in the front was hanging upside down, pressing her face to him...

Fang Zhuo held his breath, closed his eyes firmly, and tried hard secretly, but he couldn't break free.

Are you really going to die?

No, no, he has gone through so much so far, how can he die so easily.

Fang Zhuo suddenly opened his eyes and chanted a mantra.

Probably because the attention was focused on other places, the heart seized by fear began to relax and calm down a little bit.

"Old wine."

Fang Zhuo's eyes twitched, it was the boss.

Just as he was about to respond, the female ghost above his head suddenly stuck out her tongue and licked his face.

Fang Zhuo was disgusted, his potential exploded, he broke free from the hair on his wrist, picked up the branch that fell beside him, and stabbed the female ghost's head hard.

Seeing that it was about to be pierced, his hands were shackled by an invisible force.

Then he heard the female ghost say in his familiar voice, "Chen Jiu, it's me."

Fang Zhuo went from bewildered to shocked, he couldn't believe it, it's fine for the female ghost to spit out people's words, but he still has the voice of a big boss!

Must be hallucination.

is hallucination.

hallucinations.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he gritted his teeth, blood came out from the tip of his tongue, and tears burst out of pain.

When I opened my eyes again, all the terrible things disappeared.

Jiang Luyan tightly grasped the young man's hand holding the branch, with a tyrannical look on his face, sensing that the other party's strength was slack, he pushed that hand outward and pressed it to the ground.

"How are you?" He helped Fang Zhuo up and kicked the branch away.

Fang Zhuo blinked, and suddenly took a deep breath, as if he came back to life.

In his head, 233's voice also came out, "You finally woke up."

Fang Zhuo pressed his throbbing head, "I seemed to be hallucinating just now."

"Yeah, you acted like crazy just now, you stuck a tree branch in your face and scared me to death." 233 said, "I don't blame you, this place is very dark, even ordinary people are easy to be haunted , not to mention that you yourself have a heavy yin energy."

Fang Zhuo shook the man's hand with his backhand, his palm was full of sweat, and he seemed to be quite frightened by himself.

He comforted, "I'm fine, I just had a little hallucination."

"A little?" The man's eyebrows were gloomy, and his voice was inexplicably depressed.

Fang Zhuoxin's hair tightened, he didn't dare to fool around, and he poured out all the matter, but the mood of the person opposite did not improve, but the more he listened, the more angry he became, and his breathing became heavier.

Fang Zhuo, "..."

He reached out and touched the back of Jiang Luyan's hand, "What's the matter with you? I'm really fine."

After speaking, he stood up and jumped on the spot twice.

The emotion on Jiang Luyan's face quickly subsided, he took out a ball of red string from his trouser pocket, and tied it to the young man's wrist.

At one end of the rope hung a small golden bell.

This bell is hung on the rope as a reminder when setting up an formation to catch ghosts.

Fang Zhuo raised his hand and shook it, the red rope stretched out, and the other end was tied to Jiang Luyan's hand.

The man looked at the young man suspiciously, "It's a knot that cannot be untied."

Fang Zhuo's ears turned red, "I didn't want to untie it, it's fine."

A red thread is drawn at both ends, and the lead is white, just like Yuelao's red thread.

Fang Zhuo was so happy in his heart, the road was not easy to walk, he took two steps and jumped, like a little lunatic.

The area of ​​this forest is very large, among which there are many pagoda trees.

The locust tree belongs to the shade, and it is easy to attract ghosts. Only people with brains will plant locust trees near the cemetery. If you think about it with your toes, you can tell that it must be done by the Bai family again.

It's cold and windless all around, but I always feel something brushing against my exposed skin.

Fang Zhuo straightened his back, slowed down quietly, and soon he was level with Jiang Luyan. When walking, he always touched the strong arm next to him intentionally or unintentionally.

The chilly touch was gone.

"Boss, this physique is so cool." It would be great if he had this physique, then it would not be ghosts chasing him, but him chasing ghosts.

233, "Yin and Yang are harmonious, you and him are indispensable."

Fang Zhuo's mood suddenly improved, without him, the boss would be a short-lived ghost.

Kicking away a stone blocking the way under his feet, he sighed in his heart, "I've been too busy recently, and I didn't even bother to double cultivate with the boss, so it won't affect him?"

233 was silent for a while, "No, problems will only occur if you practice every day."

"what is the problem?"

"Kidney deficiency."

"..." Fang Zhuo squinted at the man's abdomen. In the open suit, the white shirt was tucked into the trousers, and the lower abdomen was flat. It looked very powerful.

This kind of person will suffer from kidney deficiency?Anyway, he didn't believe it.

Fang Zhuo looked in front of his eyes, wondering if it was an illusion, the light seemed to be getting darker and darker, and when he looked up, the moon had been completely covered by the clouds.

The two had a tacit understanding and quickened their pace.

Turning over this mountain forest, standing on the top of the mountain, you can see the col below at a glance.

There is a small piece of land that is flat and open, without any trees to cover it, and it can be seen faintly that there are things scattered on the ground.

Fang Zhuo asked the system to turn on the live broadcast, and was so frightened by the suddenly enlarged scene that he almost rolled down the mountain.

It was full of bones and corpses.

These should be the corpses that came out of the morgue by themselves.

They walked through the cemetery, through the mountains and forests, and came to this place by themselves.

Although the Bai family is vicious, their ability to control corpses and ghosts is really amazing, but it is not very practical, and it tests the courage of customers.

Fang Zhuo suddenly thought of a question, "Is the Bai family's business usually good?"

233, "It's not good, otherwise why would the whole family be crowded in the broken building."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

When he watched the live broadcast at the beginning, he simply thought that the Bai family liked the retro style, so the decoration colors were so dim, so it turned out that they didn't have the money to renovate.

233 said, "People's luck is more or less fixed. It is impossible to transfer luck by raising a kid. At most, it is to borrow the luck of the ghost, or to spend the future luck in advance."

The former has debts and repays them, but the latter half of his life is haunted by ghosts.

Since the latter is paid in advance, there will only be bad luck in the future.

Some people are greedy and always want to take shortcuts by taking some heresy ways, and finally reap the consequences.

Probably because there are too many examples like this, the business of the Bai family is getting worse and worse, and finally they have to develop a sideline business and start foreign trade.

The whole family was busy day and night, and managed to expand their side business, but was disturbed by others. In the end, in order to keep the business, they had to pretend to be grandsons.

That picture, just thinking about it is very enjoyable.

But there is one thing that Fang Zhuo still doesn't understand, "Since the main business is not good, why do you stick to it?"

233 also didn't understand, "What has been passed down from the ancestors must be kept."

Fang Zhuo snorted coldly, he touched Jiang Luyan, "Mr. Jiang, did you know someone who raises ghosts before?"

Jiang Luyan stopped suddenly, "I heard."

Fang Zhuo was curious, "Is it expensive?"

Jiang Luyan didn't say anything, but stared into his eyes for a few seconds, and then his eyes fell on the lower lips.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his head and approached, "Call me next time, remove the word Jiang."

Fang Zhuo thought about it silently, and if it was removed, it would be Mr.

When some soft girls introduce their husbands to others, they seem to be Mr. Yu.

Fang Zhuo panicked, in the wilderness, there are still a lot of ghosts hiding in the valley below, so it's not good to flirt like this.

His lips moved a few times, and he let out a low "oh".

Jiang Luyan raised his lips, put his palm on the back of the young man's neck and pinched it, and said in a low voice, "It's expensive, but someone is willing to pay for it."

Even the bosses said it was expensive, if you take one home, it will cost six figures.

What is for inheritance is clearly for money.

The arm was pulled suddenly, the man's face was calm, he raised his chin slightly, and signaled, "Here we are."

Only then did Fang Zhuo realize that the woods had been left behind before he knew it.

In that small open space, weeds were overgrown.

Through the light screen, he could clearly see, not far from the oblique right, lay an undecomposed corpse, to be exact, there were more than one, and there were many more farther away.

In the book given by the old man, there was too little introduction to the Yin Judgment Formation. Fang Zhuo didn't know the specific operation, he only knew the simplest and rude way.

That is to destroy the magic circle.

According to the normal formation, in the five directions of middle, south, north, and middle, you have to place magic instruments or talismans.

Fang Zhuo took out the compass and found that the pointer was motionless, pointing straight ahead.

Jiang Luyan pushed aside the calf-high grass and walked ahead to open the way. Fang Zhuo was led by the red rope, and followed behind him like a puppy.

He looked around, observed the surrounding situation, there was nothing but cold.

No, there is something else, quiet, dead quiet.

In summer, there are more or less insects singing in this kind of grass, but not here.

This space seems to be isolated from the outside world, without the sound of any living things.

Fang Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, and he chased after him in two or three steps, grabbing Jiang Luyan's arm, "This place is not normal."

Just as Jiang Luyan was about to speak, he suddenly grabbed Fang Zhuo and flashed to the right, and a perfectly fine corpse landed where they had just stood.

The corpse stood up from the ground stiffly, walked staggeringly, but had a clear goal.

Fang Zhuo's face was ugly, he was the ghoul of the Bai family.

Ghouls are corpses that have been manipulated by necromancy and can move. They have much less yin energy than ghosts and ghosts, and they are much less afraid of yang energy.

The idiots of the Bai family should have known Jiang Luyan's physique and used it to deal with him.

It's really dark enough, dare not confront the big boss on the face of it, and get tricked by the field, trying to kill people?

Fang Zhuo asked the system, "Is the Bai family nearby?"

233 said, "Several of them came, and they squatted by the edge of the grass."

"A turtle with a shrunken head." Fang Zhuo cursed, "What is the point of controlling the corpse? I forgot."

233 looked up the books scanned before, "The corpse Gu used to control corpses is located in Yintang."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

So is he going to dig out the corpse voodoo?

Before he had time to brainstorm the picture, there was the sound of fighting in front of him, and the boss shot quickly and ruthlessly, and there was still a little bit of blood.

With a hoe down, the opponent's head was cut in half.

This one just fell down, and one popped up next to it.

Fang Zhuo didn't dare to look directly at the bloody scene, and dropped his miniature Seven Star Sword over there, "They have Gu worms in their eyebrows, just pick them out."

Jiang Luyan caught it neatly, kicked away the approaching ghoul, and flew the knife directly.

bingo!

Fang Zhuo was dumbfounded, he was absolutely right, "The boss must have practiced before."

233,"Hmm."

Fang Zhuo withdrew his gaze, holding the canopy ruler tightly in his hand.

The purpose of the ghoul is to contain Jiang Luyan, while Bai San's purpose is to kill him, and the other party is probably lurking nearby.

He closed his eyes. Although he couldn't hear the sound, he could faintly feel the flow of air.

Cold, sticky, biting.

He took a talisman between his fingers and threw it out, and there was a scream in the air.

The burning yellow talisman floated in the air a few times before turning into ashes.

"Fuck, I hit one just now." Fang Zhuo's eyes widened in disbelief, and it was the first time he realized that he was so powerful.

Just like the blind hero in the martial arts drama, he can kill the opponent with his ears alone.

233,"Don't be complacent, calm down."

Fang Zhuo quickly settled down, his face turned cold.

He doesn't have yin and yang eyes, and if ghosts don't appear, they can't see them at all.

Maybe it was just luck, and happened to kill one. If there are two, three, four, five, or more surrounding him, he has no chance of winning at all.

Seeing that the boss had a great time fighting, Fang Zhuo didn't want to be at a disadvantage, making himself look weak.

He thought for a while and asked the system, "Can you calculate the energy value?"

233 said, "Yes, but the calculation time is a bit slow..."

If there are many targets, the calculation time will only be longer. By the time he gives an accurate position with energy fluctuations, the host is probably dead.

Fang Zhuo frowned, "Is there thermal imaging technology?"

"Yes, yes." 233 was a little excited, it had never used this function before.

"You wait."

In less than three seconds, everything in front of Fang Zhuo's eyes changed. The boss who was fighting the ghoul was red, the bodyless ghoul was blue, and the grass on the ground was light blue.

In the air, the phantoms floating around are dark blue.

Fang Zhuo snorted, licked his teeth, and thanked the tech dad for making complicated things much simpler.

As long as you know the enemy's position, attacking is much simpler.

Every yellow talisman that flies out can hit.

He carried a schoolbag full of talismans today, and he was not afraid to come any more. The only thing that troubled him was the red thread on his hand. At this moment, it was already stretched, which was inconvenient.

Fang Zhuo tugged in his direction, Jiang Luyan stepped back, "What's wrong?"

The white shirt on the man's body was spotless, not stained at all, and I don't know how to do it.

Fang Zhuo shook his head, "Can I take it first?"

Jiang Luyan said no, and then his pupils shrank suddenly.

In those eyes, Fang Zhuo saw a ghoul standing behind him, stabbing himself with a knife in his hand.

He instinctively wanted to turn around and raised his arms to protect himself, but someone was one step ahead of him.

Fang Zhuo was hugged tightly, turned around, and obviously felt the man's body stiffen.

The haze in Jiang Luyan's eyes spread all over the sky, and his eyes rolled with terrible emotions. As the knife behind his back was pulled out, blood also sprayed out, which happened to splash on the ghoul's face.

There was a scorching sound on the cold skin.

The ghoul's face began to fester in large areas, and Yintangjian's skin couldn't be preserved.

The corpse gu inside got out by itself, and before it could hide, it was pinched to death by the man.

Jiang Luyan wiped the blood of the corpse gu on the grass leaves, and pushed Fang Zhuo forward, "You go to the formation eye, I'm the rear."

Fang Zhuo refused to leave, "I'll take a look at the injury for you."

Jiang Luyan turned his back, not to mention bloodstains and wounds, there was not even a grass on the white shirt.

Fang Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, and walked towards the direction pointed by the compass. As he walked, he realized that something was wrong.

He just saw with his own eyes that the boss's blood splashed on the ghoul's face, how could there be no wounds.

"Brother Ah San, you saw it just now."

"No."

"Impossible." Fang Zhuo was determined, and recounted the scene he saw from beginning to end.

233 is still the same answer, "I don't see anything."

Fang Zhuo, "You adjust the playback."

233,"Not photographed."

"Are you kidding me?" Fang Zhuo laughed angrily, "What are you trying to hide?"

233 was silent for a while, "I happened to be disturbed by a strange magnetic field just now, so I really didn't take any photos."

There are not so many coincidences in the world, most of them are deliberate.

Fang Zhuo pursed his lips tightly and said no more, but a seed of doubt was quietly planted in his heart.

He looked back at the man who was following him closely, frowned, and suddenly had a terrible thought in his heart, "The person behind me can't be a fake."

233 affirmed, "No, he is indeed the protagonist."

Fang Zhuo felt relieved and stopped.

The pointer of the compass started to spin wildly again, he stretched his hand back, the man approached, and handed over the hoe tacitly.

Fang Zhuo picked up the hoe and dug down vigorously. A foul-smelling viscous liquid seeped out from under the soil.

It seems to be blood.

The blood seemed to have its own consciousness, one step and two steps, wherever Fang Zhuo retreated, the blood followed.

He took out the yellow talisman and ignited it, and threw it down. The black blood seemed to be scalded, and it retreated desperately.

Immediately afterwards, there was a rushing rustling sound from behind, Fang Zhuo felt a chill from below, the familiar coldness wrapped around his feet, and his body fell back uncontrollably.

The speed of dragging was very fast. In the blink of an eye, the calm and composed man disappeared from sight, and the red thread on his hand was stretched straight.

The red line is not short, but it is not very long either, and the boss should be able to catch up soon.

Fang Zhuo closed his eyes and told himself that he was afraid of a fart.

When the matter is resolved, you can live happily with the boss.

Thinking of this, the drag force suddenly disappeared.

Just as he was about to sit up, the soil under his buttocks suddenly loosened, and Fang Zhuo's body fell straight down along with the sunken soil.