Thriller Paradise

The sentence of Jue Ge just exported, and the last day of the attack will turn into a white light and leave the script. ☆→,

It’s just... Although the man is dead, the blood that flows out when he struggles on the ground is still there, and the “things” that are deceived from the darkness are directed at this blood.

"Ah" is not much time, and it is known that the sound of Soso has gradually become a clear low.

Come close to those sounds... is a thin, sly, strange shadow.

"Well... 'Ghosts' is it..." Feng Fu stood calmly, looking at the translucent "human" shadows, and muttered in his mouth, "Inferred from the dress and quantity... It should be this The townspeople in Liuhe Town did not run."

Between the feelings of the brothers, the ghosts of the townspeople have passed through the wall, surrounded him from all sides.

"If there is no accident, it is caused by the fresh **** smell..." Feng Shou whispered and moved quickly. "Look at what they will do well..." He said, he struggled. As soon as I stepped on, I crossed the heads of the ghosts and flew over the wall.

"Ah," a part of the ghost closer to the brother made some reactions when he flew over his head, but after he flew quickly, they only called a few times, and did not catch up.

After a while... All the ghosts were concentrated around the blood on the ground, like animals, crouching down and began to scream on the bright red liquid.

However, Jue Ge immediately discovered that...the tongues of these ghosts could not reach the entity at all, whether it was the dirt on the ground or the blood gradually immersed in the soil... they could not find it. Moreover, those ghosts do not touch each other, and many of the ghosts who linger on the bloodstains "cross" each other's bodies, as if they are overlapping one by one.

"This is strange..." Feng Shou said, "Since this group of strangers can't touch the surrounding material and can't interfere with their own kind, how do they 'stay' on the surface..."

Just as he thought about it, there was a change in his eyes.

But see... the blood of the beach left by the last attack. Under the "舔舐" of the ghosts... gradually became dark red, and ... began to emit stench.

Although this pool of liquid is not physically touched by those ghosts, this "change" is undoubtedly happening after the ghosts are close.

"It turns out that... If the monsters are kept close, the blood will be 'corrupted' like this..." He witnessed the process of this process, and his mind was running fast. "Open trauma... ...blood smell...attracting nearby monsters...the blood in the body is changing..." A series of keywords flashed from their eyes and twisted into a chain of reasoning. "That is... in this game, once the injury is bleeding, It must be handled very thoroughly. Otherwise it will be entangled by the ghosts..." He looked down at the group of evil spirits at his feet. "Although these strange movement speeds are similar to those of the elderly, they are all You can ignore obstacles or even ignore each other's collision volume... Go straight ahead toward the target. It is better to deal with in open areas, but if they are chased in a narrow or dim indoor environment... ...that's pretty bad."

At the time of the analysis, the blood on the ground had completely turned into a dark red "smelly blood", and at the same time, those ghosts seemed to have lost interest in these liquids.

After a few seconds, the ghosts looked up... they looked at the wall.

"Well? What is this?" In the face of this chilling scene, the face does not change color. Rumor, "Don't you..."

The thing that he "does" is the next second. I saw that the ghosts raised their arms with twisted movements and floated up...

"Very good..." The reason why the brother said this sentence is "good." It is because the situation at hand just explains the question that he had thought of "how the ghosts are 'stationing' on the ground."

"It turned out that you just stuck to the ground in the 'floating' only..." Feng Shou whispered while he had already taken back the **** kitchen knife and Lei Zhizhu in his hand. "That will make me... ...Do you react to living things that have no wounds on your body..."

Obviously, I am still experimenting.

Under the dark moonlight. In the **** small courtyard, a large group of gloomy ghosts make a creepy whisper, and slowly surround you... This is like a horror film. Let a lot of viewers who are watching the live broadcast erect.

But I don’t feel it... but I’m just watching the dead fisheye. If nothing happens, I’m trying to find the bottom line of the various settings in this script.

"Hey..."

After the brothers took up the kitchen knife, the ghosts did not stop immediately, and the low voice continued.

But after a few seconds, when the **** smell left in the air dissipated... The speed at which the ghosts flew away was noticeably slowed down; in addition, their low-pitched hunger was stopped.

After a few more seconds, the movements of the ghosts are almost completely stagnant. They seem to have lost their goals and are spinning around.

After about thirty seconds, the monsters all fell back to the ground...or, floating to the level of the ground, and then began to move toward the shadows that were not illuminated by the moon...

At first, they only watched their actions silently on the wall. When the ghosts drifted out of the distance of more than ten meters, he suddenly opened the scorpion and began to sing with a sigh: "Hey...the sons of the mountains...the sun Hey, the sun, that loves you~ the people in the mountains..."

His shocked move first shocked all the viewers who were watching the game, and then... people turned to be amazed, and after a few seconds they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

............

"Hey, this is a neuropathy..."

"Hahaha... I can't do it... What is this with?"

"Ha ha ha... I opened my throat and scared me... but what the **** is going on..."

"I feel like you can't sing and be friends!"

............

Of course, I don’t know the reaction of the audience now, and he doesn’t care what the audience will react. He illuminates these scorpions, nothing more than to test the "reaction patterns" of the ghosts.

The result... the ghosts ignored him very much.

When the singer sang "The singer of the singer here, the singer of the singer here," the ghosts who had just gathered here have disappeared into his sight. From a data point of view... Once these monsters have entered the shadows that the light can't reach, they will enter a place like "phase space" and disappear temporarily.

"Call..." So far. He also finally breathed a sigh of relief and stopped his singing. "Well... it seems that these guys will only follow the 'smell' action, and they will not respond to the sound and the picture..."

When I read this, I shrugged my shoulders: "Well, it’s a good thing to master the rules of action of the monsters." He said, he turned and prepared to leave.

Of course...

At this moment, a strong wind hit the forty-five degree angle from the front of the buddy.

The unrecognized reaction was really fast, and in the moment of the electric light and flint, he actually leaned back on his body with instinct. With a limit posture, it is easy to avoid the attack... Let the chopping wave fly over your nose.

"I [哔]" Then, I felt a sigh, and took a suffocating Newton's side and back, moved a meter across the wall, re-established my body, and shouted to the front. who?"

“Do you really need me to self-report the door?” At this time, the captain of the corpse knife team [first is also the king], has stood on the stone road outside the courtyard wall. He is holding a fierce broadsword. Looking at the heights of the comrade, I replied, "According to my estimation... The captain of the mad captain must have studied the video of our team before the game?"

"Oh ~" Feng Jie quickly recognized the other party, "Who is my way? It turned out to be the captain of the first team..." He stretched the door and precepted. "I don't think it's the captain of the corpse team... I found me so soon."

"You..." first twitched for the king's mouth, and the tone also revealed a deep sense of egg pain, "...the middle of the night... standing on the wall... singing two-thirds "The Eighteenth Bend of the Mountain Road..." He stopped for two seconds when he said it. I organized the language. "I say so... as long as it is within one kilometer of this circle... Even if you didn’t hear the previous shots, you will definitely come over and see..."

"嚯~" I didn’t know what to say. While one side has quietly taken out his own military shovel from the bag, "I didn't expect the captain of the team to report the title of "The Eighteen Bend of the Mountain Road". Now the young people know that this is not much. ... It seems that you and I are very good at the taste of music."

"I..." first looked at Wang Xu, and looked at him with caution. "I don't want to talk to you about this topic..."

I feel that I don’t care about people, and I take care of myself: "What is it... the ancient poems have clouds... The road meets the confidant and is difficult to stay, and the songs and dances donate to the king..."

"This is the ancient Indian poem that you heard from which different dimension?" The first thing that is also for the king is that the slot starts from the heart and does not spit.

"I see... it’s better to hit the sun than to choose the day." Feng said, "It’s better... you and I will come to the song "Song of the Mountain" first, then sing and play again."

"I refused..." The answer to the king was very decisive.

but……

"Hey~ Hey... Tai Chi Kung Fu to do the hoes 嘞 惊 惊 惊 惊 惊 惊 惊 惊 惊 惊 惊 惊 惊 惊 惊 惊 惊 惊 惊

"I said... you are sure that this is "The Song of the Mountain"...not the insertion song of "Shaolin Football"..." The expression of the king is like constipation, and it is impossible to add.

"No, no... The insertion song of Shaolin football should be..." Feng Shake shook his head and changed his voice. "The Shaolin Kungfu wakes up~ It’s good! Shaolin Kungfu is strong..."

"You...give me..." This moment, the king is finally tolerable, "...just stop!"

He screamed out, raised his knife and flew up the wall.

At the moment, it is also the king... It’s really a second that I can’t wait, because he feels like he’s going to go down and he’s going crazy.

"Oh..." Feng did not realize that the other party had killed him, sneered, and said, "Sure enough, today's corpse players are obviously different in peacetime... It looks like... This is no medicine... ..." (to be continued...)