Chapter 60 Dress up as a pig and eat a tiger
Chapter 60 Dress up as a pig and eat a tiger
Ji Siwei was on the boulevard next to the teaching building, and there was a big playground next to it.
Although the lights on the playground were a bit dim, many students gathered.
They should not have to take elective courses at night, some are organizing club activities, some are playing football in the dark, some are exercising on the track and field, some are holding hands for a walk, some are sitting on the steps chatting, and there are bands performing ...
The flashlights of mobile phones were dotted with stars, and it was very lively, and the night could not conceal their vigor and vitality.
However, Ji Siwei could see the undead wandering in the world.
So the picture in his eyes is like this -
Several skeletons in ragged clothes sat on the open space of the steps. They sat very close to the humans, as if they were listening to them.
Several people with different death shapes sat cross-legged on the grass, watching the band performance with the students. The students turned on the flashlights that came with their mobile phones and shook them regularly, and the light shone across their hideous faces from time to time.
There are more undead on the track and field. Some of them look like they jumped off a building, some are yellow and emaciated, and some are covered in blood. They float behind the crowd, as if they are also taking a walk.
It is said that before the establishment of Yangcheng University, there was a mass grave, and it seems that this is the place.
However, although there are many ghosts here, the maliciousness is not serious, and it basically has no effect on the living.
They only stay in the world because they have obsessions, or they miss the opportunity to reincarnate and cannot be reborn.
What made Ji Siwei feel strange was that there was no one passing by on his way despite the excitement on the playground.
He carefully observed the passers-by nearby, and found that they seemed to be deliberately avoiding this road.
Is it because the trees on this road grow strangely, with their fangs and claws, which look a little scary at night?
Or because the street lights are too dim, they are afraid that it is not safe to walk at night?
Just thinking about this, Ji Siwei suddenly felt a chill on his back.
It was as if something had dripped on his back.
Reaching out to touch the back, he touched a hand of transparent mucus.
It doesn't look like it's raining. Could it be that a bird flies over your head, leaving a cloud?
After hesitating for a while, Ji Siwei sniffed his fingertips, only to smell a green plant slime.
When I looked up, there was nothing but some dazzling street lights and swaying branches.
The wind picked up without warning.
The sound of the wind almost drowned out the sound of the band performing on the playground.
The wind is blowing, and the huge canopy is shaking its head rhythmically, as if it is playing disco with the music of the band.
The dark green broad leaves were blown down by the wind, making a "rusting" sound, and falling down.
A few leaves floated in Ji Siwei's direction, very fast.
He turned his head away, but more leaves fell.
"call out……"
One couldn't dodge in time, and the sharp leaves scratched the skin on the bridge of his nose.
Bright red blood oozed out all at once.
There is a situation.
This is no ordinary leaf.
"call out……"
A few more razor-sharp leaves tried to cut Ji Siwei's neck open.
This time Ji Siwei was on guard, he took out a piece of talisman paper from his backpack, threw it into the air, and said softly: "There are no taboos."
The talisman paper ignited spontaneously without fire, splitting into two, splitting into four... respectively shooting towards the leaves floating in the air.
Sparks flew everywhere, and the leaves turned into fly ash and dissipated in the air.
The talisman given by the flyer uncle is really useful, why don't you buy hundreds or thousands of self-defense from him.
There was another chill on his back, and the soaked shirt was clinging to his skin, blown by the evil wind, his heart felt so cool.
What the hell is this water?
Ji Siwei raised his head again, inspecting the tree on top inch by inch.
His brows became tighter and tighter, and he saw a scarlet mouth opened on the thick branch, which was full of jagged teeth, and the teeth were covered with wet saliva.
I felt a little unhappy.
It feels like being spit on by someone inexplicably.
It seems that there is indeed a problem with this tree.
It is not surprising that a tree planted before the founding of the People's Republic of China has become a spirit.
As if to confirm his thoughts, a few more mouths opened on the tree trunk.
Several trees opened and closed their mouths, drooling, trying to eat Ji Siwei.
I have seen cannibal flowers cannibalize people, but I have never seen banyan trees cannibalize people.
The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and all the banyan tree whiskers hanging in the air suddenly stood up.
If Newton saw this picture of completely ignoring gravity, he would have to tear open the coffin and climb out.
Those banyan tree whiskers were like enraged little snakes, attacking Ji Siwei from all directions with fierce murderous intent.
Ji Siwei seemed to have nowhere to hide, like a fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
But there was no fear or fear on his face from beginning to end.
He even curled up the corners of his lips and smiled, with the tip of his canine teeth pressed against his lips, exuding a dangerous aura that didn't match his appearance.
The girl in white who was following Ji Siwei had already quietly avoided, watching this "battle" tremblingly from a distance.
Why does the banyan tree spirit think he is easy to bully?
Could it be that the banyan tree spirit is short-sighted?
Ji Siwei was a little excited as his knuckle-boned hands tightly held the black death crossbow.
I have met many lonely ghosts, but this is the first time I have encountered a goblin in this world.
The targets that come to your door are not in vain.
It's just for him to test whether the undead crossbow is useful for goblins.
With so many undead on the playground, the most indispensable thing here is Yin Qi.
Ji Siwei had thoroughly studied the structure of the Undead Crossbow in Uncle Leaflet's office. There was a small protrusion on its side, which could quickly absorb the free Yin energy around it with just one touch.
With a flick of Ji Siwei's fingertips, the Undead Crossbow was triggered, and invisible Yin Qi emerged from the ground, pouring in from all directions, and all entered the "magazine" of the Undead Crossbow.
The texture of the undead crossbow was getting colder and colder. Ji Siwei raised the crossbow with one hand, closed one eye, and aimed at the trunk of the banyan tree spirit.
A big tree cannot leave the place where it is rooted, this is its Achilles' heel.
Pull the trigger, and a phantom sharp arrow shoots out from the barrel of the Undead Crossbow.
Accompanied by a strange chirping sound, the phantom grew bigger and bigger, and the banyan tree whiskers that touched it were instantly wiped out.
"Zheng!"
The phantom of the sharp arrow pierced into the heart of the tree, and the banyan tree spirit let out a mournful cry.
The countless banyan trees had to stay where they were, and they couldn't get any closer to Ji Siwei.
After a few minutes, the banyan tree's whiskers became weak, and the banyan tree withered from the roots at a speed visible to the naked eye.
If you want to eat Ji Siwei, this newly grown banyan tree is not good enough.
Seeing the lethality of the Undead Crossbow, Ji Siwei was even more delighted.
He put down the undead crossbow and looked in the direction of the playground.
There was a lot of commotion here, but the crowd over there didn't notice it.
"You are really pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger."
Sitting on the armrest of the wheelchair, the eight-tailed cat, which was as stable as Mount Tai from the beginning to the end, licked its paws and made a comment.
"Don't mess with idioms."
Ji Siwei looked at the sky, the dark blue sky was mixed with a strange red, the moon was hiding behind the clouds, emitting a cold light.
"Why doesn't the wind stop, it's a bit cold." Ji Siwei simply embraced the eight-tailed cat, and put it into his arms gently but not refusing: "It's much warmer now."
The eight-tailed cat exploded in an instant, struggling to escape from Ji Siwei's embrace, and said fiercely: "Idiot human, let me go! Your hands are frozen to death!"
Ji Siwei smiled and pinched the nape of its neck.
The eight-tailed cat was instantly as quiet as a chicken.
The little puppet took the opportunity to get under the belly of the eight-tailed cat, found a comfortable place to nest, and only poked out a small head.
Eight-tailed cat: "..."
I feel like I've lost myself, I've lost my dignity.
This damn animal instinct.
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