"What's going on?"

At this moment, Zhang Jiao, who was staggering and falling to the ground, did not feel the hardness of the cement floor. Instead, he seemed to be trapped in a quagmire. The invisible gravity pulled him downwards, as if he fell into an abyss.

Countless strange and bizarre scenes appeared in front of him, countless messy and strange sounds were heard in his ears, and even countless mixed smells were smelled. All of this made him feel like he was in an incredible world.

A huge volcano erupted on the bottomless seabed, causing a huge tsunami; the insect cocoon broke, and the beautiful and gorgeous butterflies emerged; a giant sword shot straight into the sky in the ruins of the city; countless pupil-like stars appeared in the dark sky...

Zhang Jiao stared blankly at the strange scene in front of him, not knowing where he was until he lost consciousness.

When he could feel the solid earth under his feet again, what caught his eye was a long-standing road. The waves not far away were snatching the beach one after another, making rustling sounds.

"Where is this?" Zhang Jiao muttered to himself as he looked at everything around him, "Am I traveling through time?"

Just as Zhang Jiao was still thinking, a sea breeze blew, and the weeds and leaves on both sides of the road were mixed with various kinds of garbage. It happened that a page of newspapers that had been torn were only half of the left floating towards Zhang Jiao's face in the wind.

He subconsciously grabbed the worn-out newspaper and clearly saw that at this moment, the ink on the newspaper rolled, and lines of large black words appeared as if they were printed.

World Level: Mini (Simple)

Location: Kowloon Bay

Time of existence: 237 days

Mission requirements:

1. Before the Zhongyuan Festival, I found the place where the ghost city Fengdu appeared.

2. Participate in the Fengdu Masters Association every 777449 ​​years.

3. Kill the generals and win the birthday gift of hundreds of ghosts.

(Note, you can start settlement by completing any condition or giving up all tasks. Choose Regression.)

"Infinite current? Nightmare Space?" Zhang Jiao stared at the newspaper in his hand, his eyes unstable.

He often reads novels when he reads stores. As one of the classic genres in online literature, Zhang Jiao naturally reads them a lot, and is naturally familiar with the beginning.

Apart from the classic opening remark "Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Do you want to truly live?", everything seems to be no different in front of you.

No, there are still differences.

At least the sentence that the task failed and the points were insufficient to eliminate and did not appear in this task entry. It could also give up the task and choose to return. It seemed much more kind than the main god.

"Hey, I'm sorry, don't you hear me? I'm deaf?"

Just as Zhang Jiao was thinking about these things, a big hand holding a cheap cigarette slapped his cheek.

He subconsciously gave in, grabbed the person's hand and looked up.

Three men wearing big flip flops, carrying two bottles of beer, looked like a greasy head, pink and scented with air were already standing in front of him, and it seemed that they had just gotten out of the second-hand van in front.

"Damn it, I don't agree to you, and he still dares to fight back?" The man who was caught by Zhang Jiao first scolded and slapped him, and his other hand directly held a beer bottle and hit him on the head.

There was a dull "dong".

The beer bottle in the man in the flower shirt was not as broken as in the movie. He pulled out his grasped hand, looked at Zhang Jiao who was tightly covering his forehead, laughed twice, then raised the bottle and took a big mouthful.

"Your mother is so damn goodbye. Brother Sanhua calls you. He will answer when he hears it, know if you know."

As he said that, he raised the bottle in his hand, and less than half of the beer left were flowing out, pouring Zhang Jiao's head full, muttering.

"You're so desperate, I'll give you a memory!"

The two companions next to the man in the flower shirt laughed at the same time, and one of them even walked up and touched Zhang Jiao's pocket.

"Damn it, a poor man."

The man who obviously didn't find anything shook his hand in anger and kicked Zhang Jiao like he was venting.

None of the three noticed that the man in front of them, who was half covering his forehead was now looking ferocious, covering the cracks of his forehead's palms, and a vaguely revealing a vermilion-like gilded color.

Zhang Jiao stood there, panic, fear, pain, anxiety, and humiliation. All kinds of negative emotions accumulated last night rose, and eventually turned into a sense of hostility, igniting him.

Straws of grayish white yin energy spread out from the corners of his eyes, making his eyes look silent and gloomy.

The gangster who kicked over was suddenly startled when he saw Zhang Jiao's eyes inadvertently, and even the kicking over was a little less force.

Zhang Jiao moved at this time, as if he was woken up by this kick.

He took a step forward, bent his right hand slightly, grabbed the leg that the other party was about to withdraw at a ghostly speed, swung his arm, and pulled the leg backwards toward his waist.

"ah!!"

With a click, the man in the flower-shirt fell on the road in a horse-like manner, screaming.

The sudden change made the remaining two gangsters instantly struggle, but they had been lying on the street for a long time and immediately reacted.

"You're looking for death."

One man held the bottle and plucked his strength to smash it at his forehead, while the other man tweaked his waist and held a spring knife in his hand and stabbed Zhang Jiao around his waist. He cooperated very well.

Zhang Jiao stood there, as if he hadn't realized it.

The two people on the other side didn't know why he suddenly stopped moving, but their experience in the road made them understand that they wouldn't worry about so much at this time. Even if he is the leader of Xinglong Society, he would cut it over first.

The wine bottle and the knife instantly hit Zhang Jiao. The two of them were delighted on their faces and seemed to have seen each other lying on the ground, but the feeling of stress on their hands told them that something seemed wrong.

It was empty, as if it had hit the air, and the guy in front of him was still standing there, exactly the same as before, but the two of them obviously hit him!

Something is wrong, it's really wrong.

The two looked at each other and subconsciously took a step back.

But at this moment of taking a step back, Zhang Jiao in front of him suddenly disappeared in front of them.

Everything around me changed drastically in an instant.

The beaches, roads, and companions disappeared in an instant without a trace. The sky was gray and the feet were gray and there seemed to be only a gray and white left in the world.

You can't see anything, you can't see anything clearly.

"Sanhua, Awei, where are you?"

His scream echoed in the strange space, but no one answered. The man in the flower shirt felt colder and more empty, and gradually he had no sound.

Zhang Jiao quietly watched the performance of the two people in front of him, and his eyes were gray and white. Widths of breath like smoke kept floating out of his facial features, condensed in the back behind him, and swaying teeth and claws.

From the confusion that they stood suddenly in place at the beginning, to the helpless shouting, until they begged for mercy and cried in despair, everything in front of them made the smile on the corner of his mouth brighter and brighter.

The phantom behind him seemed to be excited, constantly twisting and expanding.

He strode away, stood in front of the dull two people, tilted his head and stared at them with gray eyes, and then raised his nose and sucked it gently.

The two people in front of them were like ducks pinched their throats, their bodies were bowed, and their toes stood on the ground, shaking violently.

Sanhua, who was practicing on the ground, looked at the strange scene in front of him and could no longer care about howling. He covered his mouth in horror and moved hard to the distance.

"Ghost, ghost!"

He yelled wildly in his heart. The curtain in front of him was no different from the ghosts sucking people's yang energy.

But before he could climb out, he felt his neck being pinched by his hands.

Cold and gloomy, this was his first feeling, just like catching his hands is dead.

"No, don't, let me go!!!"

He cried and begged for mercy, but what caught his eyes was a pair of dead and cold eyes.

"ah!!"

Zhang Jiao let out a long sigh of satisfaction, the orders appearing in his eyebrows flashed with a faint light, the silence between his eyes gradually faded, and he gradually gained some popularity.

He casually threw the floral shirt in front of him into place like a rag doll, and walked along the road aimlessly without caring about whether the three people lying on the ground were dead or alive.

More than half an hour later, a Santana modified police car arrived at the scene that had just been blocked.

Two thirties in their thirties quickly got out of the car and asked, "I received a report that there were three dead people in Longhai Bay. What was the situation at the scene?"

A young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes in the patrolman who was maintaining the scene quickly came to the two of them and saluted.

"Reported to Sir Lin, there were no dead at the scene, only three gang members who were in a coma, one of whom had broken his legs, leaving the two outside without obvious external injuries and waiting for ambulance rescue."

Speaking of this, the young police hesitated and added, "But their condition is very strange."

"Gang people? Do you know who it is?" Lin Sir asked with a frown, "How strange is it?"

The young policeman quickly replied, "Report that the coma is three small pink heads under Scarface Liu from the East Union. As for the symptoms of the three of them, you should take a look."

While listening, Lin Boying quickly came to the crime scene through the blockade. He saw three young and dandy boys who had more breathing and less breathing were lying on a temporary stretcher.

He walked over and took a closer look, and found that except for one of the people's obvious legs deformed from the hip bones, there were no obvious external injuries on the three of them. However, their faces were terrified and their eyes were closed, and their bodies were cold and cold, and they could see the breath they exhaled. You know, June is approaching and on the beach again, how could they see the breath they exhaled? It was really weird.

After Lin Boying carefully circled around the three of them several times, he seemed to have found something. He grabbed the three of them without any trace, and kept pinching their thumbs on the knuckles of the remaining four fingers, muttering in a low voice.

After dozens of seconds, Lin Boying suddenly raised his head, his fingers stopped suddenly, and he glanced at the three people on the ground with a bad expression, thinking in his heart.

"If I really don't take action, these three unlucky guys are afraid they can't stand tonight."

Finally, after thinking about it, he took out a jade seal that was passed through red thread from the neckline, placed it in his left palm, and muttered in his mouth.

When the old partner next to him saw Lin Boying's attitude, he suddenly stepped forward and blocked his figure.

"The sun is radiant and the sun rises to the east. I entrust this talisman to sweep away the evil spirit."
To be continued...