Game of Destiny: This player is different

The sudden appearance of the figure in white mourning clothes and the grave really frightened Sad Arrow.

The ghost hand almost lost its grip.

"Brother Qin, is this a ghost crying at the grave?"

He asked in a low voice.

"It should be."

Qin Nuo signaled not to make any noise and to observe.

Silently, it appeared in an instant.

There is no doubt.

The figure in white mourning clothes is a ghost.

It just knelt straight in front of the grave and kept crying.

After a while.

Another figure with the same clothes knelt in front of the grave and cried.

And there was one more grave without a tombstone.

Then came the third and fourth.

"Four crying ghosts?"

Qin Nuo's face turned ugly.

The information provided by Li Lao Er only said that there was a grave.

There was no mention of white mourning clothes.

Obviously, the possessed ghost in the old guy's body concealed a lot of clues.

I will definitely beat you when I go back.

Four white figures knelt in front of the grave, crying non-stop.

The cries overlapped and echoed in the wilderness.

It was like an internet celebrity singer without a sound card, which made people feel irritated and wanted to vomit.

The eardrums were disturbed by the decadent music, and Sad Arrow felt dizzy.

Gradually, he was affected by the supernatural energy contained in the crying, and a sense of sadness surged inexplicably.

Past memories appeared in his sight like a revolving lantern.

Bitterness, desolation, strangeness, grievance...

All kinds of negative emotions filled his chest like a flood.

Sad Arrow's expression gradually distorted, and there were more forehead wrinkles and crow's feet on his face...

He wanted to cry.

"Oh no, there's something wrong with this cry."

Qin Nuo noticed his emotional changes and thought it was not good. He immediately used the Ice Heart Technique to resist.

At the same time, he noticed Brother Arrow's face full of wrinkles and about to cry.

Obviously, he was hit.

If he didn't help, something might happen.

The situation was urgent, so he threw down the stone ball and raised his big hand like a palm leaf fan to hit the other person's old face.

Snap!

The sound was crisp and loud.

The left cheek of the sad arrow became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He was slapped.

But the Nine Yang Qi attached to the slap also dispelled the supernatural energy in the cry.

"Why did you hit me?!"

After being slapped, Brother Arrow immediately woke up.

"If I don't hit you, you will die."

Qin Nuo looked at the four graves with a gloomy look.

The four crying ghosts stopped crying.

One of them stood up slowly, turned around and "looked" over.

He wore a triangular mourning hat and was wrapped tightly in white mourning clothes.

The white cloth hanging from the brim of the hat covered his face, making it difficult to see his appearance.

From a distance, it gave people a feeling of death and gloom.

"It's coming towards us."

Sad Arrow said hastily, not caring about the swelling and pain on his cheek.

"Step back a little, we can't deal with four ghosts at the same time."

Qin Nuo picked up the stone ball and asked it to retreat with him.

As the ghost gradually approached, the death permeating its body also rushed towards him.

A gust of cold wind blew, and a corner of the white cloth on the face of the crying grave ghost was blown up.

The true face of Mount Lu was revealed.

"No face?"

Qin Nuo frowned.

The face of the crying grave ghost seemed to be dug out by someone, leaving only a dark hollow outline.

Even with his eyesight, he couldn't see what was hidden in the hollow.

Even if he stared at it for a long time, the whole person had a strange feeling of being sucked in.

It was like staring into the abyss.

When the two of them retreated step by step.

The crying grave ghost stopped.

The white cloth covering his face slowly revealed a crying human face.

The faint sound of crying rang out again.

"I'll go, and come back again!?"

The heart of the sad arrow who had suffered a loss suddenly trembled.

He didn't want to experience that feeling again.

"Cover your ears, don't listen to the crying."

Qin Nuo said the method he thought of temporarily.

The killing condition of the crying grave ghost is crying.

Isolate hearing, don't hear the crying, then the killing condition will not take effect.

It seems easy, but it's not.

Without knowing the ghost's ability, who would have thought that crying could also kill people?

When he reacted, he had already been tricked.

The two covered their ears with their hands first, but they felt it was not safe enough.

Then they tore off a few pieces of cloth from their clothes, rolled them into a ball and stuffed them into the ear holes, and then they felt relieved.

He was temporarily safe.

But what about Leng Daidai and Cherry, who were covered with thatch paper?

The crying grave ghost is different from the ghost hand, and the killing condition can be triggered without contact.

It is equivalent to releasing supernatural energy from a distance.

In this case, the facial tissue will be consumed very quickly.

Looking at the appearance of the crying grave ghost, it is estimated that it will continue to cry without interference.

AndAs the crying sound gets longer, the accumulated supernatural energy will reach a terrifying level.

Perhaps at the moment when the face tissue is exhausted, Leng Daidai and Cherry will be hit and die.

"Kill it."

Because he can't hear the sound, Brother Jian makes a gesture. (His hands are covering his ears, so he can't make gestures)

"Okay."

Qin Nuo nodded, jumped twice on the spot, and then stomped the ground with his soles.

A whirlwind of air rolled up behind him and rushed out.

He came to the crying grave ghost in two steps.

The thick hard-soled military boots kicked the crying grave ghost in the chest.

Go to hell!

The touch is almost like kicking an old wood carving.

Hard.

The Nine Yang Qi attached to the military boots kicked the crying grave ghost to the ground, and it spun around several times.

Just about to get up.

Qin Nuo and Brother Jian came up again.

Two big feet with different shoe sizes, trampling one after another.

Holding the crying ghost, they kicked it in circles.

No effort was spared, as hard as it could be...

The crying ghost was kicked so hard that it couldn't get up.

Even the crying sound that could kill people became intermittent.

It was like a young wife who was wronged at her husband's house and ran back to her parents' house to sniffle.

It was so pitiful.

When the two of them beat the crying ghost.

The other three crying ghosts in front of the grave stood up together.

Support?

Qin Nuo glanced at them and found that they were not looking at him.

What's going on?

Looking in the direction of the other three crying ghosts, he suddenly stopped.

In the darkness in the distance, several groups of green light spots swayed back and forth.

It was like a ghost fire jumping in the grave.

A team slowly walked out from the firelight.

They played music, threw paper money, and waved white soul-guiding banners.

The green ghost fire was a white paper lantern held by the team.

The two players looked at each other in surprise.

The weeping ghosts were just a cold dish, but this team was the real deal?

The team gradually approached.

It was a group of people attending a funeral.

Some of them were holding suonas, some were carrying white flags, and some were carrying coffins.

They looked like living people from a distance, but up close...

They were all pale, with thick blush on their faces, and their movements were stiff and rigid.

It turned out to be a group of paper figures.

And the three weeping ghosts stopped moving after the funeral team composed of paper figures appeared.

Qin Nuo activated his title skill.

From a distance, the outline of the crying face of the weeping ghost on the white cloth began to slowly fade away under the playing of the paper figures' suonas, gongs and drums.

Their supernatural powers were suppressed.