The world enters the age of myth

"Missed!"

Lu Yiming was breathing heavily. In this state of shock, he felt that his hair stood on end.

The faces of Shi Dayong, Zhong Peng and Liu Xuwei were also a little ugly. They had clearly focused their attention just now and just stared at Lu Yiming's surroundings, but they didn't notice anything lying on his shoulders.

It wasn't until this guy yelled in Lu Yiming's ear that they reacted, but they only saw a faint black shadow, and they didn't even see the other person's appearance clearly.

"Professor Huang, how is your analysis?" Lu Yiming swallowed and said in a hoarse voice: "What is it doing? Is it deliberately scaring me? Does it want to scare me to death, or what? "

Professor Huang thought about it for a while and said: "Combining what we just observed and the fact that there is no yellow paper on the coffin, we have reason to believe that this is a less dangerous weirdness. Not all supernatural creatures are It's life-threatening. Maybe this guy really just wants to scare you on purpose."

Lu Yiming smoothed his bristled hair: "Is there any benefit in scaring us...?"

"It's just that there is a possibility...you still can't let your guard down."

Old Huang was silent for a moment and said: "I have thought of something. These coffins may contain... some legendary ghosts. The faceless woman is wearing red clothes. Could she be a legendary ghost? Ghosts generated by huge resentment kill people on sight, which is extremely harmful."

"Well...it does look a bit like it."

"The Hanged Ghost in White Clothes is naturally formed after hanging himself. It wants to hang other people alive...so as you can see, once it jumps out, it ties the straw rope around On your neck, I want to hang you.”

"Looking at it this way, have you ever heard of the legend called the Hanging Boot Ghost?"

"The hanging-boot ghost...what is that?" Lu Yiming asked doubtfully.

"It means follower. According to some legends, this type of ghost likes to follow humans at night. When people look back, the hanging-boot ghost uses its very fast speed to avoid people's sight. Therefore, humans are very It’s hard to spot a guy with hanging boots.”

"But in various legends, it doesn't seem to kill people. It likes to scare people."

Lu Yiming was thoughtful.

"The hanging-boot ghost likes to play pranks. He will blow cool air on people's necks and ears, or make the sound of footsteps, or yell in the ears. When people walk at night, they encounter such strange things. , is very scared, but for them, it is very happy. Anyway, it does this kind of boring thing all day long...scaring people is their greatest pleasure. "

Lu Yiming was silent in his heart, if it was just to scare people...

Well, what an inexplicable product.

He still didn't dare to let down his vigilance and looked around, but found nothing.

"Does it have any weaknesses?"

"I don't know. There are many different versions of the legend. There is no specific information. It is just passed down by word of mouth. It may not be consistent with reality... I think it may be shy? Because it will immediately be spotted after being discovered. Run away."

"Maybe you can try it."

Lao Huang's voice became tense again: "It's appeared again, right behind you!"

This time, Lu Yiming did not look back.

He concentrated all his attention, but vaguely felt something standing behind him, a vague feeling.

"You... don't look at it yet! Don't go looking for it rashly!" Lu Yiming whispered in the earphones.

"good."

Zhong Peng, Shi Dayong and Liu Xuwei turned away, pretending not to know anything, and continued to discuss in a low voice.

Lu Yiming levitated his phone and walked around behind him.

This time, through the mobile phone camera, I finally saw what the other person looked like!

It looks like it is only one meter tall, or even less than one meter tall. It looks a bit short and fat, like a fat winter melon.

There was smoke under his feet, his whole body was smooth, and his skin was gray-black, making him look like a clown in Peking Opera.

The short fat man didn't pay attention to the suspended mobile phone. It had quietly climbed onto Lu Yiming's back, with a strange and expectant look on his face.

"Since you don't want to be discovered, let me take a picture of you!" Lu Yiming thought viciously in his heart.

The black dwarf was thinking of ways to scare Lu Yiming into jumping, but he found that the mobile phone flying in the air suddenly burst into bright light!

There was a soft "click" sound, and its figure was captured by the mobile phone camera.

A black shadow flashed past, and after being frightened, the dwarf winter melon disappeared again.

Lu Yiming grabbed the phone with his hand, showed the photo to everyone, and said loudly: "Look, it's this guy... He just wanted to scare me again, and I took the photo."

The moment the camera flashes, the photo has been taken. No matter how fast the weird speed is, it cannot be compared to the speed of light.

"So this is it! The legendary follower, the ghost with hanging boots?"

Everyone was enjoying the photo of the short winter melon that looked a bit happy.

Compared to the terrifying faceless woman and the zombie-like hanging man, this black and fat "follower" is undoubtedly the more cheerful type.

It doesn't look ferocious, but rather a bit funny.

Suddenly, another black shadow flashed past!

A cold black hand appears near the phone and wants to grab it!

Lu Yiming sneered in his heart and grabbed it forward.

Just for a moment, a cold touch came from between my fingers!

A black shadow flashed, and his grasp failed again.

Its speed is so fast that even humans with enhanced bodies cannot keep up.

Lu Yiming was not discouraged. After so many good opportunities, the other party did not threaten the lives of his own personnel, which showed that this guy did have a high probability of not being aggressive.

As long as no one is killed, it's not a big problem.

He took a deep breath and said with a smile: "This kid seems a little shy and doesn't want us to see its photos. However, we are most willing to do things that it doesn't want to do. Lao Huang, do you have a projector? ?Educate it, it is wrong to scare people."

"Haha, of course there is..." Professor Huang understood Lu Yiming's thoughts, "I'll have the drone deliver it to you soon...in 10 minutes."

During these 10 minutes, everyone continued to comment on the photos of the "Hanging Boots Ghost" with gusto. Liu Xuwei had the most sinister mouth and used all kinds of random words.

"I gave it a name, called High-Speed ​​Calabash King Kong... What do you think?"

"It's a male, it's a male! It should wear some clothes, its **** is frozen... What a poor baby, Comrade Lu Yiming, it has taken a liking to you, and wants you to be its own Dad. Let our craftsman sew a set of clothes. I will pay for it and uncle will give it to you for free."

"Let the teacher educate him again and make him learn to be polite. In the beginning, human beings are inherently good..."

Heiying couldn't understand the human language, but when he saw the photos in the camera, he screamed anxiously.

It flashed several times in a row, trying to snatch the phone. However, its strength was really not strong enough and it was impossible to grab the phone from the hands of several big men, and it was almost caught on the spot.

After about 10 minutes, a small drone carrying a box flew to the deck.

Lu Yiming took out the projector from the box and spread a black curtain on the ground.

He uploaded the photo to the projector, turned on the projector, and a beam of bright light hit the curtain.

Such a big photo!

Photos over two meters high!

Everyone admired it with gusto.

The hanging-boot ghost was simply stunned. In its limited intelligence, it did not have the concept of "photo", but it knew that the one shown above was itself!

It is a species that is extremely reluctant to show up in front of people. It couldn't stand being judged by others, and it rushed forward crazily to tear the curtain apart.

However, the material of the curtain is Jinbaobao silk. With its strength, it is impossible to tear it apart...

Then everyone saw a strange scene: a short, fat black man flew in front of the curtain and stalked him crazily, but to no avail.

It let out a pitiful cry of "wow wah wah" and tried to cover the photo.

Showing the photo in front of so many people is tantamount to being exposed, which is the most unacceptable thing for it. Even if there are dangers around it, it doesn't care. It just wants to completely tear the photo apart!

Looking at this strange little man spinning like a fly, Lu Yiming wiped his sweat and looked at Liu Xuwei, "Why does this guy look a bit like Hong Mama's cousin? There seems to be something wrong with his head."

Shi Dayong swallowed, raised the grenade in his hand, and prepared to hit it hard.

"Don't kill it yet! This weird, low-attack type may have high research value. No matter how dangerous it is, the degree of danger is controllable." Professor Huang said quickly through the headset, "Don't kill it. Don't kill him. Take him back to the institute."

He wanted to capture this short, fat little man who was as nimble as a fly.

"Put it back in that box, okay? Please! This is excellent research material."

"Okay..." Lu Yiming nodded. It is true that not all weird things will cause life-threatening danger to people. For example, as for the ceramic villain, he still doesn't know what the ceramic villain Red Mama is, but the two parties can indeed get along well with each other.

This hanging-boot ghost might also be possible...

If it could be completely domesticated by humans and kept like a pet, that would naturally be the best choice.

Several people fished out the reddish-brown coffin from the bottom of the water.

Then Lu Yiming grabbed the "suspended boots ghost" who was stalking the curtain, but he tried several times but failed to catch him.

It's too fast.

"I'll do it!" Shi Dayong said. His body agility was faster than Lu Yiming's, but despite this, he still couldn't catch this fat black man with hanging boots. It is like a fly flying at high speed, buzzing and buzzing.

Shi Dayong's face was a little worried, but if he couldn't catch it, he couldn't catch it. Its movement speed is at least two orders of magnitude faster than humans. If humans are 100, this guy is at least 10,000, and it is normal to be unable to catch him.