There is a saying among the people that when encountering ghosts hit a wall, you can leave this special range by staying alone and waiting for the sun to come out.

Qi Tianhe looked down at his phone and found that there was no signal on the Internet, but the live broadcast continued. A large part of the audience lost, with less than fifty remaining.

The same situation occurred on Wu General's mobile phone.

No one questioned the barrage, and some of the remarks that might appear were left uncovered.

Qi Tianhe suddenly made a judgment that the only remaining audiences were not humans... ghosts.

Facing the live broadcast room that was as silent as the atmosphere, he began to consider whether to find a place to rest and wait silently until dawn. Just before deciding that he was about to generate, he suddenly felt a strange wind. It didn't seem to be blowing, and it was pushing forward and left and right towards the two people in an unfixed direction.

At this time, the witch will walk past Qi Tianhe and stretch out his arms as if touching the air: "The wall is moving."

What changes are not the location, but the space. The invisible walls squeeze from all directions toward the middle. At the current shrinkage speed, no more than five minutes, they will be squeezed into a thin meat pie.

Qi Tianhe also realized this and frowned and thought about ways to escape.

The witch general didn't care about the reduction in survival range, and his amber-colored eyes flashed faintly: "This time I came to meet you, and it was not as good as life and death." After pausing, a smile appeared on his lips: "At least I got a 3s-level dungeon, that would be exciting."

As he said that, he seemed to be preparing to fight quickly, he had a few more small steel balls in his hand and sprinkled them forward. The small steel balls bounced on the ground a few times until black smoke came out when it touched the transparent barrier, and a big hole was burned under the wall.

After this, the entity that ghosts hit the wall finally appeared before them.

The black bricks, too deep, are sour and smelly black smoke coming out from the burning of small steel balls.

Qi Tianhe bent down and prepared to go out, but unfortunately someone held his fate's throat.

The witch pulled off the tie and wrapped it around his neck from behind, smiling at her eyes: "What are you doing?"

Qi Tianhe is not afraid of him killing. Not to mention that the dungeon killing requires increasing the difficulty of the game, he still has the ability to fight in close combat. Even if a back prick suddenly occurs, the parrot will issue an early warning in advance.

"Of course I'm going out."

General Wu: "...I can't drill dog holes."

Qi Tianhe grabbed the blade in his right hand and slashed backwards, seized the opportunity to stand up and get rid of the tie: "No one forced you."

The witch general was too lazy to talk nonsense to discuss this issue with him: "At least two sides of the ghost's wall are broken. I'm responsible for the front, and you can open up the back."

The props are not cabbage, and the witch general will not waste them too much here. He just plans to throw some small steel balls, and the rest will be released by another person.

Qi Tianhe was silent for a moment, walked back and turned on the chainsaw switch.

“…”

A message suddenly popped up in the originally strange and quiet live broadcast room:

[I seem to see... Someone is using a chainsaw to kill a ghost.]

Ghosts speak weakly.

[As a matter of death, I can see anything.]

[...I am about to be laughed at and pretended to be a zombie. How could there be such a stupid person?]

The bright and harsh sound ran through the entire area. Qi Tianhe wielded the chainsaw fiercely, and the tiger's mouth was numb, and the hard wall was not falling at all.

The witch's eyelids twitched: "Be serious."

Qi Tianhe seemed to have not heard it, and continued to carry the chainsaw expressionlessly. He didn't want to, but he was a poor guy.

Before, he pulled a lot of wool from the undead Ge Jie, but the effect was only limited to the ghost sprinting for a hundred meters.

The walls remained motionless.

Qi Tianhe was very persistent, and even if his body was subjected to the force of recoil, he had no intention of resting.

In essence, he is not willing to do this ridiculous performance, but the witch general has made efforts and he cannot do nothing. According to psychology, when others ask you to do something that cannot be done, don’t refuse first, but let the other party see your efforts and persistence, so that even if you fail in the end, you will be easily forgiven.

Qi Tianhe is now doing such useless efforts.

"Forty-five degrees..."

The parrot suddenly made a sound.

Qi Tianhe was slightly stunned and adjusted the direction of waving the chainsaw.

Parrot: "I will inject some of my strength into you temporarily."

At the same time, Qi Tianhe obviously felt cold hands and feet, his lips were slightly numb. Then he pulled up and down to the dark wall uncontrollably. A sound that was a hundred times worse than the chalk head rubbing on the smooth blackboard was heard, but he seemed to have not heard it, and devoted himself to the wall.

The initial sarcasm in the witch's eyes disappeared, replaced by a little surprise.

"How could it be..."

Physical attacks basically have no effect on ghosts, let alone the scene in front of them. Even if the ghost sees them, they will say it is impossible.

The ghost did do this.

[wc!What did I see?!]

[What's the matter? Why did the wall get leaked?]

[Time, times have changed.]

...

Black bricks fell to the ground in a whistle, and the wind outside the wall that was originally blocked hit the face. Qi Tianhe's nose and ears were frozen red. As more and more bricks were vacant, a blood mist sprayed on the ends of his hair and clothes.

With the tip of his nose that was frozen red, Qi Tianhe was like a handsome bloody Santa Claus at this moment.

When the power of the parrot faded into his body like a tide, Qi Tianhe's lips turned slightly white, and he obviously felt his body's weakness.

If you forcefully borrow power that does not belong to you, you will inevitably have to bear part of the backlash.

Parrot: "Your physique has been improved by the Seven Days of Seven Days, and you can withstand the erosion of the yin energy."

The slender fingers covered his mouth and nose, Qi Tianhe blew gently, and he still felt the chill as soon as he breathed.

It took a long time before there were signs of easing.

He turned around, because the cold eyes were turning slowly than usual, and looked gloomy, and the chainsaw on his shoulder looked very threatening: "It's OK."

The witch general looked at Qi Tianhe, or to be precise, he was watching the chainsaw he was carrying.

Qi Tianhe: "Do you want to buy it?"

The witch refused, and at a glance it was a very ordinary chainsaw...a sample that all players had.

However, it is because of this that the eyes he covered have more meaning. It is not easy to use an ordinary chainsaw to break through the ghost wall.

Qi Tianhe stopped talking and walked forward silently. Compared to before, it seemed like a different person.

Of course, it is actually because of the sequelae of just seizing the wall.

The evil spirits did not mean to let them go, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply: "If you ruin my things, you will pay the price--"

Qi Tianhe stopped and faced the barren mountain: "Why not do this? Please help me brush orders, and I will help you find snacks."

There are many crazy people in this city who want to kill them, such as the intern anchors. If you just take a walk around at night, you will attract several killers.

There was no sound there for a long time, as if to measure it. After a while, the particularly strong night wind tonight began to show signs of easing, and a piece of wood fell from the sky and fell in front of Qitian River.

Very ordinary white wooden boards, with rough edges, not very regular on the top and bottom, you can occasionally pick them up on the roadside. The gaps at the bottom were seeped into the grave soil, and the strange sandalwood color was shining.

Qi Tianhe once mistakenly climbed the grave mountain while climbing a mountain. I saw that many people who were not in charge of their family would be pulled to the mountain and buried in a hurry after death. They would erect a board, let alone a stone tablet, and even a name was not found.

He leaned over and picked it up. The thin piece of wooden board was more heavy than imagined, and something seemed to be attached to it.

The parrot reminded: "It is part of the ghost, and its body cannot be too far away from Fuyuan."

Qi Tianhe was actually more interested in how ghosts bought online, but he didn't ask, and turned to the witch general. The other party didn't know what he thought, and walked straight towards the barren mountain.

Seeing Qi Tianhe's vision, the witch stopped and turned her face and asked, "The ghost order may be a branch of the game. Do you want to go and see it?"

The ghosts on the mountain are full of the mountains, Qi Tianhe does not have that kind of courage.

"Bon Voyage."

He said.

Then fix the wooden board and pedal away.

Stay away from the barren mountains, the mobile phone signal is full again. The people in the live broadcast room have long dispersed. When Qi Tianhe's face appeared again, someone quickly commented:

[I thought the anchor was dead when he encountered a supernatural incident and was still alive. It's boring!]

[Bored, I left to another house.]

The few viewers were gone either.

Qi Tianhe didn't care whether anyone watched the live broadcast, but only focused on sales. He prevented the order refund incident from happening again. He posted a selfie to the fan group and wrote: I am still alive, and my mouth can still move.

A group member replied instantly: "My order is still there."

Qi Tianhe gave a heart-to-heart expression.

The phone sends the final warning—

[The current number of viewers in your live room is 0. The live room will automatically close after 10 seconds.]

He waited silently, allowing his phone to jump back to the original desktop wallpaper.

Afterwards, Qi Tianhe deliberately walked around the previous crime scene, swaying throughout the whole process, as if he was going out for a walk. Perhaps because he was holding a chainsaw, the mouse hidden in the gutter did not choose to take action directly.

He was not in a hurry, and deliberately recorded a video on his mobile phone and said to himself: "This place is not very scary, and the video has proved that I have been here. Thanks to everyone, I will be reincarnated tomorrow. This expedition will be treated as a benefit for fans."

The two pronunciations of "turning to the right" are particularly heavy.

When I rode my bike again, my ears moved. Qi Tianhe caught the sound of hiking in the dark, and the corners of my mouth were slightly raised.

What else can stimulate the murderers more than killing an unemployed vagrant who is about to become a regular?

There were definitely more than one person following in the dark. On the way back, Qi Tianhe specially picked some unsurveilled lane to go. He soon found out that he was worried that this city rarely installed cameras, just like TMT company, as if it was vaguely inciting bloody and violent behavior.

When the car wheels were about to reach the rental house, the wooden boards trembled, and the ghost was about to start to feast on it. Qi Tianhe whispered: "You can catch a few more fish."

The wooden board itself has no patience and is unhappy to increase the shaking frequency when hearing this, but it is finally stopped for the sake of a big meal.

The hair was missing before leaving the crack in the door. Qi Tianhe stared at the keyhole for a few seconds, then turned the key half a beat slower. When entering the door, he deliberately pushed the bicycle in.

There is no place for hiding in a small cottage, and there are twins sitting on the sofa, all of whom are suits and ties, and the buttons are meticulously tied. Those who don’t know think they are here to negotiate business.

The two of them held a machete in their hands, and all the curtains in the room were pulled up. The blade reflected a cold color under the light bulbs that flashed from time to time.

Seeing this, Qi Tianhe took a small step back.

"Do you want to run?" The man in the suit smiled playfully, loosened his bow tie with his left hand, and walked over with a knife in his right hand.

At the same time, there were five or six people holding various knives behind him, including men and women. They kept coming forward, and Qi Tianhe was almost forced into the house.

The door is closed, and the inside and outside are isolated into two worlds.

People in this city are already crazy. Qi Tianhe deeply understands this fact. Under the long-term high-pressure work, some decent office workers during the day have begun to use violence to vent their distorted mental pressure.

He raised his hand and asked obediently: "Can I let me take action first?"

As soon as he said something, the room was filled with laughter.

The man in the suit turned his machete and was excited about hunting: "Okay. I like watching you maggots who waste air make a dying struggle."

The person next to him echoed and said, "I thought I could be invincible with a chainsaw."

Unexpectedly, Qi Tianhe calmly gave up the chainsaw and picked up the wooden board: "Come on."

Curtains blocked everything that happened inside the door.

In fact, many people are quietly paying attention to this place.

Most of the people who live in rental houses in this area are unemployed vagrants. They dare not go out on weekdays, for fear of being targeted by hunters. They naturally noticed such a big noise tonight, who were already frightened by the frightened birds.

It is very common for unemployed vagrants to be killed in this city. The process is the same every time. It will be published in the news and then become a unsolved case.

These people quietly turned off the lights and lay on the window to peek at the situation outside.

The door lock cannot stop the hunters at all, not to mention that the rental house is not even safe from the anti-theft windows. Some simply walk out of the house and hide in the bushes. If the group of madmen are excited and want to continue looking for prey, hiding outside is safer than at home.

After a while, the door of the highly-watched rental house finally opened, accompanied by the sound of heavy objects mopping the floor.

The general picture can be calculated from this sound alone, but the one who appears within the field of vision is a gentle young man.

...The living homeowner himself!

The two close-knitted one another looked at each other... Did you see it wrong?

Living in an area and having met each other, they kept their eyes open and were sure they were the owner.

Qi Tianhe was talking to Wu General on the phone while moving the corpse out. He didn't speak loudly, but he could hear some of the nearby bushes.

"Do you have a news replacement? Share your experiences in Fuyuan, and you can tell me how much you are willing to say."

Qi Tianhe took the initiative to share his opinion: "Let me find a lawyer. I want to understand the labor law here. Where can I work hard? The supervisor dismisses people with just one sentence. If it really doesn't work, we will sue them!"

The corpse that had been swallowed by the evil ghosts was only half its original weight, but because of the large number of people, it was also a major project.

Qi Tianhe panted and moved in and out, and said, "We must learn to defend our rights legally."

As for these dead hunters, they are obviously not within Qi Tianhe's consideration. The owner of the house robbery and murder has the right to counterattack himself, not to mention that he did not take action, he was a ghost killer, but unfortunately no one believed him when he said it.

“My deposit is limited, so it’s not enough to hire a lawyer.”

Qi Tianhe finally explained the reason why he actually called him.

Barren mountain, Fuyuan.

The witch twisted off a ghost's head with one hand and walked a little further. She thought it was a signal problem that caused the other side to speak intermittently, but after killing the ghost that had been tangled around him, the sound was still like this.

"What are you doing?" Realizing that it was not a ghost's question, the witch frowned.

"Move the body." Qi Tianhe's shirt was soaked in sweat, and finally let out a low curse: "Damn, why are there so many more?"
Chapter completed!