Horror: Play as Gojo Satoru and get Ghost Shadow Corps

This watermelon head that sells watermelons is too suitable for him.

Almost all the lines spoken hit the position Lin Bei expected.

Every word made Lin Bei laugh.

Under such circumstances, Lin Bei suddenly felt that this weird guy with a watermelon head was actually a little silly.

Watermelon head looked at the young man in front of him who was almost two heads taller than him, and tightly held the pitchfork in his hand, posing as if he was ready to fight at any time.

Watermelon head's weird intuition told him that the man in front of him was very dangerous!

After trying hard to hold back his smile, Lin Bei looked at the extremely vigilant weirdness in front of him, smiled and said to him: "Or, why don't you go to my factory to grow watermelons? I will provide you with venues and channels. "

The watermelon head responded with a weird look of vigilance: "No, why should I go to grow watermelons near your factory? I'm doing well here?"

Lin Bei looked at the round, red watermelon that was dripping with juice all over the ground.

Sighing: "Hey, Watermelon Head, I'm not talking about conditions with you, but asking you to do multiple-choice questions."

"Choose to surrender to me, or, choose, die."

Lin Bei's voice was not loud.

However, at this moment, the momentum of Lin Bei's whole body reached an unprecedented height in an instant, and the strong coercion even made the watermelon head feel strangely breathless.

Lin Bei has not forgotten his purpose of coming here, the system will only reward him when he kills or subdues the weirdness.

Also, it has to be pure weirdness other than exorcist.

The black-winged bird man Lin Bei killed before, and the No. [-] big man, did not allow Lin Bei to get any system rewards.

Lin Bei didn't know the specific reason.

Perhaps, this is the buttocks of the system --- the rules of the system.

If killing the exorcist can also increase the system reward and play index.

Lin Bei estimated that he might really be able to hunt and kill the exorcist.

But since there is no reward for killing the exorcist, Lin Bei will not hunt the exorcist specifically.

Therefore, in order to obtain system rewards, this weird watermelon head who sells watermelons has only two ways to go today!

Death, or surrender to Lin Bei.

The watermelon head weirdly felt the coercion emanating from Lin Bei's body, and his legs trembled in shock.

He's just an oddity that can barely be called an F rank, and his strength is not head-to-head combat.

Just when the watermelon-headed eccentric was about to go all out, the scene in front of him frightened him into immobility.

I saw, with Lin Bei's snap of his fingers.

Hundreds of black shadows emerged from the entire suburban wasteland.

In the shadow of the weeds, in the shadow of the stones, in the shadow of the watermelon shed, in the shadow of Lin Bei, and even in the shadow of the watermelon head's weird self, black shadows are constantly emerging.

At this moment, almost the entire suburban wilderness is covered in black shadows.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of ninjas from the Ghost Shadow Legion began to emerge from the shadows.

He was dressed in black night clothes, his mouth and nose were covered by a black cloth, only a pair of scarlet eyes were exposed, without pupils.

The dense ninjas of the Ghost Shadow Legion surrounded the entire wilderness, together with this small melon shed.

The most important thing is that each of these ninjas of the ghost army holds an AK47 automatic rifle about one meter long in their hands.

The muzzles of these black holes are all aimed at the weird round watermelon head of the watermelon head.

The watermelon head looked around strangely. In the whole wilderness, as far as the eye can see, there are all these ghost ninjas wearing black clothes and carrying Ak47.

Those scarlet eyes without pupils were densely arranged on the wilderness, and there was no end in sight.

The watermelon head looked strangely at the smiling white-haired young man in front of him, and then at the ghost army ninjas carrying Ak47 all over the mountains and plains.

Wisps of light red watermelon juice flowed out from the weird head of the watermelon head, almost forming a stream of water, slowly dripping to the ground.

Everything in front of him gave Xiguatou a great sense of oppression. Whoever sees this kind of scene will not be confused?

Faced with this kind of scene, if there is no watermelon juice flowing from the crotch of this weird watermelon head, he already has a strong mentality.

Lin Bei looked down at the weirdness of the watermelon in front of him, and asked again: "Which path do you want to choose?"

At this moment, Lin Bei's small-framed sunglasses reflected the strange and trembling figure of the watermelon head.

Facing such a terrifying scene, the watermelon-headed monster struggled for a while, and finally lowered his head decadently.

"I, I choose to surrender, but before I surrender, can I tell you a story?"

Lin Bei looked at the weird watermelon head surrounded by groups in front of him, and nodded slowly.

Under such a scene, the weird watermelon head has no possibility of any resistance at all.

And this weird watermelon head actually has a story to tell?To be honest, this made Lin Bei quite interested.

"Okay, then let me hear your story."

Following Lin Bei's consent, Watermelon Head made a muffled hoarse sound strangely, and began to tell a short story.

A long time ago, there was an orphan who was left behind in the war.

His parents, brothers, and relatives were all killed in the war.

When he was young, he could only make a living by stealing, living a life of wandering.

But in an accident, he was lucky enough to save a pretty girl.

In order to thank the orphan, the girl's father took her in.

The girl's home grows watermelons, and he, who was taken in, is also a person who knows how to repay her kindness.

Every day, he works diligently to help the girl's family and guard the melon fields.

Therefore, in the following ten years, it was his happiest time.

Because the orphan and the little girl get along day and night, the girl and him gradually develop feelings for each other.

Fortunately, the girl's father is also in favor of the marriage.

When he was 20 years old, he ushered in the happiest time in his life.

He finally married the girl.

On the night of the wedding, he was drunk like mud, but looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, he was so happy to the bone.

To be able to enter into marriage with the person you love, is this something that many people can't dream of in their lifetime?

So, he was happy, very happy.

In the first year after marriage, the two of them were very affectionate and filial to their father. The family was together happily.

In the second year after marriage, his wife died on the delivery table with the child because of dystocia.

In the third year of marriage, his father-in-law, who treated him like his own father, also died of illness.

He became a real lone star of the devil.

And all that his wife and father-in-law left him was this watermelon field.

From then on, he began to live alone in the melon field, with the loess and melon seedlings all day long.

Not for anything else, just because this is the only property left to him by his father-in-law.

Just because the watermelon grown in this melon field was her favorite food during her lifetime.

One year, two years, five years, ten years, 20 years, 30 years.

No matter how the sun and the moon turn, no matter how the stars move.

He went from youth to middle age, from middle age to old age, from old age to a crooked old man.

He has been guarding the melon fields for decades, silently planting watermelons.

People passing by this melon field occasionally come to him to buy watermelons.

And he also needs some money to buy some daily necessities.

Decades of experience in growing watermelons, coupled with his meticulous care and love every day.

The watermelons he grows are always very fresh and sweet, and are especially loved by passers-by.

However, one day, he suddenly discovered that the watermelon he had grown had lost its sweetness, and even became extremely sour and unpalatable.

For him, who has devoted his whole life to this melon field, this is more difficult to accept than anything else.

The bitter and unpalatable watermelon made him very distressed.

In order to re-plant sweet and delicious watermelons, he couldn't sleep all night, and he didn't think about tea or food.

Even his own melon shed was withdrawn.

Such a sour and bitter watermelon was even hard for him to swallow. How could he have the face to sell it to passers-by?

He studied hard, trying to find out why the watermelon became bitter.

However, until the end of his life, he did not re-plant watermelons as fresh and delicious as before.

However, everything he did was the same as before.

The same watermelon seeds are used, the same careful cultivation, and the same regular weeding and pest control.

However, the watermelon he grew was still so sour and dull.

He, until the time of his death, did not understand the reason.

He will not die with peace in his eyes.

Hearing this, Lin Bei's eyes shrank violently.

Not because of the watermelon-headed monster story.

But because of what the watermelon-headed man said, the watermelon he planted suddenly became sour.