Death Inquisitor

They really can't communicate with each other, but there is usually a translation software in the phone.

And they had only had a video conversation with the mysterious man before, indicating that the internet is still available here. You can download one.

So someone tried it and it succeeded.

With the translation software, although it's a little troublesome, it doesn't even know what people around you want to say.

"This buddy was killed by ice picks. But it must not be done by those of us. After all, the death judge has threatened us before. Without any benefits and risks, I can't think of anyone who would do such a stupid thing. Things, so it must have been done by the body that disappeared!"

"Idiot, how could the corpse kill people. And who said there is no benefit in killing people. As long as you kill someone, the remaining person will be the tallest one even if you don't have to climb up! And I don't believe that sneaky The sneaky guy can monitor us in such a place, there must be a loophole."

"You are an idiot, do you know who the death adjudicator is? Sick!"

After being able to communicate, a group of people immediately quarreled.

However, due to the limitations of translation software, only one-to-one communication between the two languages ​​can be achieved.

So when a group of English foreigners quarreled with two French foreigners, Wang Ke and they were still very dumbfounded.

Fortunately, someone came over to communicate with them. It's just that in order to confirm each other's country and language, a lot of time is wasted and various experiments are passed.

And this person also speaks English, so by the way, they told Wang Ke what they were arguing about.

"The body really kills? Are you kidding me?" After reading the text on his phone, Wang Ke said it was unbelievable.

"Huh!!! Aren't the two of you Chaotian people?" The foreigner expressed shock at the question of the two of them.

Please, let us all get to this point and still have to kill us, it’s your gods!

After confirming that the two really didn't know what the death judge was, the foreigner got popular science for them.

However, because the translation was troublesome and time wasted typing, he only briefly introduced it.

The general idea is that the death judge is a very powerful guy who likes to try criminals. Even many countries have no way to take him, and he has all kinds of strange abilities.

But I don't know that after seeing these introductions, Wang Ke and Miao Feng automatically made Ye Chennao an ancient Taoist image.

It is estimated to be a bit of a nagging ability, such as being able to refine zombies, spit fire, stealth, and wear walls.

As for the big trick of summoning meteorites, they have no concept at all. After all, even the fairy in the myth has not summoned meteorites. Those who can fly swords to take people's heads are already awesome.

The two of them apparently do not think that the death judge is a fairy, and they are also the great gods among the gods. At best, he was regarded as a strange person with some abilities, who loves to fight with injustice.

But even so, it still made them feel a little cold behind.

"Hi! Old Miao, we two seem to be in big trouble this time. To be really like the foreigner said this death judge is evil! Even the corpse can be manipulated, maybe it can still raise ghosts, **** villains. Okay, now we have something invisible around us staring at us." Wang Ke's face paled.

Although the voice was soft, it was still heard by the audience watching the live broadcast.

Many people couldn't help but squirted out, laughing with a stomachache. Nima, he also raises ghosts and villains, do you think it is a witch!

But speaking of it, the boss of the magistrate really seems to have a few ghosts, and writing and drawing on paper can make people unlucky.

So some of the audience's faces became weird, numb, so it seems that the magistrate is really a witch.

The screen of the "witch" in the live room suddenly flew up, and Ye Chen's mouth twitched when he saw it.

Can not help but glared at Wang Ke this guy, the famous name of the labor and capital I!

But this guy doesn't know this yet, he is still instilling all kinds of horror speculation into Miao Feng.

What Miao Feng said was that his back was getting colder and colder, and his face became more and more frightened.

Finally, I couldn't help interrupting quickly: "Stop, stop! Pharaoh, you stop it. If you go on like this, we will scare ourselves to death."

A group of people quarreled for a while, and they didn't think of any way, and they didn't find the missing body.

And people became more and more sleepy and could only go back to their tents one by one.

But before going back, they unanimously decided to dispose of the black body first.

Lest he also corpse change attack others under the evil ability of the death judge.

So a few people threw him down the mountain directly, and with the blessing of potential energy, they quickly rolled down all the way.

Maybe it will roll to the foot of the mountain, maybe it will get stuck somewhere in the middle. But it's better than seeping people nearby.

"Mad, how can you still sleep. If you don't sleep well, you won't see tomorrow's sun."

Back in the tent, Miao Feng and Wang Ke both worried.

Although he was very sleepy, his body was very tired. But no one dared to really close his eyes and rest.

Only drink some hot water to refresh.

"Why don't we sleep in two rotations and leave someone staring, so that we are not afraid." Wang Ke suddenly proposed.

Miao Feng's eyes lighted up suddenly, and his mouth was good.

So the two of them combined, and Wang Ke slept first in the middle of the night, and then Miao Feng went to sleep in the middle of the night.

After seeing Wang Ke lying down and closing his eyes, Miao Feng dared not turn off the flashlight.

With the ears raised high, listening to the movements around, the whole person seemed very nervous.

After about ten minutes, he also relaxed his vigilance.

Suddenly a slight footstep sounded outside.

Not coming towards them, just passing by.

But the hair on his back stood upright.

"Wang Ke, wake up, don't sleep!" He lowered his voice and shook Wang Ke's body aside and unzipped his sleeping bag.

And Wang Ke was not actually asleep.

In such a ghost place, even ten minutes can't even settle down. ..

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