Strange World: I was admitted to City God

Chapter 153 Small as a mayfly, as tall as the sun!
Mayfly, usually a metaphor for tiny life.

They are the most primitive insects, they only live for one day, and they live and die overnight.

Although short-lived, they work their way through the formative years of their lives, puberty, reproduction, aging and death.

Short life, but also to play the greatest value.

Lin Fei gave the paper man life, and this life only lasts for one night.

When the sun rose the next day, these paper figurines were still just paper figurines, white paper tied on bamboo sticks.

But for them, this night was enough.

The only purpose of the paper figurine is to get rid of ghosts.

Get rid of the ghosts in the city.

There are golden incense merits in their bodies, which are bestowed by King Yama.

That night, the team of ghost hunters led by Liu Hao woke up from their sleep.

From the afternoon nap to now, their spirits have recovered a lot.

This trip, they have another mission, which is to patrol the Gancheng.

Gancheng has been uneasy lately. People die every night, and the Ghost Control Bureau will receive an alarm every night. It has been a week.

The ghost hunters in Gancheng searched for several days, but only executed one or two ghosts.

These ghosts are very good at hiding their bodies.

Liu Hao and the others were in the waiting room, ready for action.

Liu Hao reminded: "After all, it is in a residential area. Unless necessary, try not to use firearms."

"You can take a few more Qi bombs. After this thing explodes, it will not affect the residents and can be used."

Hearing Liu Hao's words, several people nodded.

It's time to start moving again.

Everyone was a little nervous.

Although they have killed many ghosts, they still feel nervous every time they go on a mission.

Because every time is a test of life.

However, as time passed bit by bit, the alarm call from the Ghost Control Bureau never rang.

No one called the police.

In other words, there were no weird incidents encountered in the city.

When it was 1:[-] midnight, Liu Hao closed his eyes and frowned slightly.

"What's going on? Didn't it mean that there have been more than ten weird incidents in Gancheng every night for the past week? Why didn't there be a single phone call today."

"There is no news from members of the local action team patrolling outside."

Liu Hao felt something was wrong.

He picked up the walkie-talkie and asked Meng Xu, the captain of the pious local Ghost Control Bureau:
"Meng team, is everything safe outside, no movement?"

Meng Xu replied on the walkie-talkie: "Captain Liu, the ghost was not found, but something special happened."

"Special case?"

"Well, there were violent ghost energy fluctuations in several places. When we rushed over, the ghost energy dissipated, and the ghosts had been killed."

"Only a few broken paper figurines were left at the scene."

Hearing Meng Xu's words, Liu Hao was even more puzzled.

"A broken paper man? Is it Li Gui's companion imp?" Liu Hao asked.

"No, those paper figurines don't have any ghostly aura, they're just paper figurines bought in funeral shops." Meng Xu said again.

"I'll check it out too, we happen to be fine." Liu Hao said decisively.

"Okay." The two hung up the phone.

The content of their conversation was clearly heard by other team members.

"All the ghosts in the city have been killed? Who has such a fast speed?" one person exclaimed and asked.

"Good guy, is it possible that there are knights? I heard that some folk ghost hunters are secretly exorcising ghosts." Another person said.

"Folk ghost hunters can't go through special training, can't use medicine, and their strength is generally not high. It is impossible to destroy ghosts so quickly."

"Maybe it's the gods who came to Gancheng."

"Go out and have a look and you'll know."

A group of people got into the off-road vehicle, drove out of the Ghost Control Bureau, and headed straight for the city streets.

At this time, somewhere in an alley.

Ten paper figurines are besieging a king-level ghost.

This ghost is also the most powerful ghost hidden in Gancheng. It belongs to the evil spirit system and can be attached to objects to hide its body.

"Where did you come from!"

Power erupted from the evil spirit. It grabbed a paper figurine, and with all its strength, it tore the paper figurine into two pieces.

Then he threw it casually, throwing the broken paper on the ground.

At this very moment, the other paper figurines attacked without fear of death.

They attacked the evil spirit with their spears and machetes, a golden halo filled the air, and the evil spirit let out a miserable roar.

The attacks of these paper figurines caused great damage to it.

The evil spirit's movements were fast, but the paper figurine was also agile.

They were flying quickly in the air, and the evil spirits could only catch one when the thunder struck.

"You guys die for me!"

The evil spirit roared angrily.

But the paper figurine didn't pay attention to its roar, it just moved nimbly in the air while waiting for an opportunity to attack.

Accompanied by the sharp offensive, the breath of the evil spirit became weaker and weaker.

Finally, the evil spirit couldn't resist the attack of the remaining paper figurines, and fled in a hurry.

But the little paper man followed as if he had locked onto it.

Until the end, the evil spirit was injured and fell to the ground, unable to resist.

The paper people stood on its body, stabbing down with knives and knives until all the ghost energy on the evil spirit's body was disintegrated and completely dissipated, and the paper people stopped.

At this time, the fluctuation of ghost energy attracted the attention of the ghost bureau.

Several ghost hunters hurried over.

But when they arrived, there was nothing left at the scene, only a few broken traces of paper figurines.

The ghost energy value is dropping rapidly.

This means that there were ghosts here just now, but they are gone now.

"The ghost energy is falling again!"

"Look there, there are traces of fighting!"

"It's so dark and cold, it may be a king-level ghost!"

"It looks like the ghost was killed?"

The ghost hunters looked at each other, a little surprised.

Not long after, Liu Hao led the team and rushed over.

He has a very keen sense of Yin Qi.

"It's a king, an evil spirit."

Liu Hao just glanced around, then spoke.

Hearing his words, the team members all looked serious and looked around nervously.

The king class is already an extremely terrifying evil spirit.

In this team, only Liu Hao and the deputy team are kings.

"Don't worry too much, it has been removed."

"The dissipated yin energy is the breath of a king-level evil spirit after death."

Liu Hao also comforted everyone.

As he spoke, he walked to the side of the road and picked up a broken paper man.

The paper figurine is not big, about a little bigger than a palm.

Liu Hao sensed the residual ghost aura on it, that is to say, the evil spirit just now was fighting these paper figurines, so it left a ghost aura on the paper figurines.

However, Liu Hao didn't feel any aura of the ghost hunter.

"Let people from the scientific research department investigate these broken paper figurines. The killing of ghosts is likely to be related to these paper figurines."

Liu Hao ordered again.

"Yes!"

The ghost hunters in Gancheng knew that Liu Hao was a king-level figure, so they quickly agreed.

Liu Hao frowned slightly.

Since coming down from that mountain, Liu Hao has seen many changes.

I saw the people happily building temples, and saw paper figurines expelling ghosts at night.

Liu Hao felt that, in the dark, there seemed to be something protecting the city.

Just a little display of power can make the city peaceful.

But immediately, his face became gloomy again.

He remembered the time when his hometown was destroyed. At that time, he knelt on the ground and begged God countless times to save his hometown and his relatives.

But no, no gods descended.

His family members were slaughtered by ghosts, and only he survived.

At that time, he was determined to rely on his own strength to become a ghost slayer, kill ghosts, and protect the city.

And now, the gods appeared.

He felt that something he had been holding on to had been shaken.

Shang Ming was very straightforward, and said: "Paper figurines are evil things, and ghost controllers don't have such abilities."

"It may be the only one that can drive the paper figurine to eliminate ghosts."

Speaking of this, Shang Ming's words stopped abruptly.

But everyone knows what he means.

Only God.

This kind of method is beyond the reach of ghost hunters.

The evil spirits that had been raging in Gancheng for more than a week were completely wiped out in just one night.

Such supernatural powers shocked even the ghost hunters.

at the same time.

The tallest tower in Gancheng.

The light curtain of the moat sprinkled from the tower, protecting the entire city.

At this moment, dozens of paper figurines are sitting on the tower, looking into the distance.

In their eyes, it is a brightly lit city.

Paper figurines only have one night's lifespan, and they were bestowed by King Yama. They can only think simply and do instinctive things.

When all the ghosts in the city are wiped out, the rest of the time is their freedom.

Some paper figurines were killed by ghosts, but the remaining paper figurines didn't feel sad.

They have no emotion.

At this moment, the paper people sat quietly.

The wind above was strong, but it didn't shake their figures at all.

They don't know why, they just want to come to the tallest tower in the city after completing the task, take a look outside, and take a look at the world.

Also, look at the sun.

They seem to perceive in their minds that the sun is the beginning of all things and the most magnificent sight.So, they are at the end of their lives and want to take a look.

Like moths to a flame.

Chao heard that, it is enough to die in the evening.

Time passed little by little.

Gradually, the sky is getting brighter and brighter.

As the sun passed over the horizon, the first rays of light reached Gancheng.

These paper people finally saw the sun.

At the same time, accompanied by the shining of the sun.

The light of merit and virtue in the paper people's body was also extinguished.

Then, they fell from a high altitude, were blown up by the wind, and drifted into Gancheng with the wind.

Although the life of the paper doll is short, it protects the lights of thousands of families.

Their lives are as small as a mayfly, but as great as the sun.

(End of this chapter)