Chasing Corpse Trail [Interstellar]

After loading the translator, Fang Shanshui could understand every word of the system, but he couldn't understand it all together.

What puzzled Fang Shanshui the most was that what he touched was his own "Corpse Refining Canon", how could it be said to be an inheritance item of some copy?

Fang Shanshui, who has only played Tank Mario on a handheld, expressed complete ignorance of these adjectives in online games.

Surprised, the sound of fighting in the distance could be heard intermittently. Fang Shanshui couldn't understand what those people were saying before, but now he can understand it.

Ever since the voice suddenly came out of his ears, Fang Shanshui's mind seemed to be loaded with a sound wave translation device, which automatically converted the received sound waves into a vibration form he could understand.

"Who the hell are you? Who am I? Why do you keep chasing me?"

"It's your fault that your life is too valuable. People who are destined to die don't need to know too much."

The long sword in his hand was full of cuts, and his physical strength had reached its limit. No one knew better than his enemy the young man's desperate state at this time, but just like that, those masked men in black were still afraid of him.

The man smiled, "Well, one is doomed to die, well said! In every battle, there will be defeat. I woke up here for 27 days, and I was besieged and killed 74 times, beheading more than a thousand people. It's just a pity, but when I die, only You trash fish are going to the funeral, this funeral is too depressing..."

The man suddenly slapped his forehead with a palm, hum... an inexplicable translucent white light appeared from the center of his forehead, like waves of invisible ripples swaying around the surface of a suddenly wrinkled lake.

"Not good! He is self-destructing, run!" Self-destruction is a means of self-destruction. It hurts the enemy one thousand and self-damage two thousand. It destroys oneself by shaking one's own spiritual power.That is something fundamental to the soul, and once it is destroyed, the soul dissipates.

This kind of shock wave formed by the source of spiritual power is basically unstoppable except for the spiritual power of the self-defeating person of the same level and above, and it does not distinguish between enemy and friend, and its lethality is huge.

The translucent white ripples spread round and round, and the spreading speed was very fast. The man in black fled wildly but was trapped in an instant. There was a silent humming in the air, which was a melody that could not be heard by human ears. But it can be transmitted to people's brains, shaking people's consciousness and spirit.

"Ah!" The men in black fell one by one with their heads in their arms. Those lying on the ground could not get up again. After their spiritual consciousness was destroyed, even their bodies began to fly apart like crushed powder.

Fang Shanshui was only more than 60 meters away from the battlefield. When he heard those people shouting, the next moment, he felt himself touched by an unknown shock.

After this contact, Fang Shanshui realized that something was wrong, and immediately went to look through his satchel.But just as he opened the bag and reached in, there was a sudden buzzing in his brain, as if his brain was stirred by waves, his thinking and consciousness were all disrupted and confused, and suddenly became chaotic, unclear...

"Bell..." A slightly blunt finger accidentally rang the soul-dangling bell in the satchel. Fang Shanshui suddenly woke up with the sound of the bell, and hurriedly took out a soul-suppressing talisman and stuck it on himself.

After posting two pictures, Fang Shanshui barely stopped the throbbing of his soul being torn apart. Although he was still a little nauseous, the feeling that his soul was about to be dragged out of his body and crushed was gone.

After a while, there were no more screams around, and the inexplicable shock also stopped.

Fang Shanshui found a paper figurine, took blood from man B's heart and dripped it on the paper figurine. He put the paper figurine on the man's forehead, and then took a soul-absorbing talisman to pat the paper figurine. After a while , There was a rattling sound of paper flipping under the Dementor Talisman, and the Dementor Talisman was removed from the restless head and eyes of man B, and the paper figurine behind it was glued to the Dementor Talisman, as if it were a living person Struggling to get up.

Fang Shanshui wrapped the struggling paper figurine in the soul-absorbing talisman, folded it and put it away, then walked towards the scene of the accident.

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The dead people lying on the ground here are lying down in disorder. What surprised Fang Shanshui the most is that the bodies of these people are constantly shattering and turning into non-material granules, which are scattered by the wind and disappear without a trace.

This made Fang Shanshui even more certain that he was no longer on the earth...and very far away.

After walking among the corpses for a while, Fang Shanshui found the man who had just been hunted down and besieged. This man looked to be in his early 20s, and he was still a very young guy. At this time, he was lying quietly on the ground, breathless.

Just now, I heard this person talking very angry, but when I saw him now, I felt that this person's eyes and brows were full of unconcealable viciousness, and the evil spirit was condensed and lingering around him, as if it was actually wrapped around him, which seemed to be not kind.

In the shock just now, this person's soul should have been shattered like those men in black, but because he was entangled in these evil spirits, he separated and reunited for a while, and always remained on a very dangerous balance line. Stimulate it, and it will completely collapse.

Fang Shanshui thought for a while, and stuck a soul-suppressing talisman on the man's forehead.

This kind of talisman is very practical. It can deter ghosts and guard the soul. It can be used to protect the soul of a young man from destruction, and at the same time suppress his evil spirit to facilitate his reincarnation.

For Fang Shanshui, it is his indirect benefactor lying on the ground now, who has helped him recover some of the lost property.Although it is not enough to say thank you, but seeing their corpses exposed in the wilderness at this time, it is still necessary to help them burrow into the ground for safety.

Now he can't go back to his master for a while, and after burying these people, he will go back to Qingyue Temple, which can't solve the problem, but when he restores the big formation, that despicable thief will definitely fall into hell forever!

Sailor Fang Shan unconsciously touched his satchel, and the paper figurine in the soul-absorbing talisman in the satchel suddenly trembled.

After pasting the Soul Relief Talisman on the young man, Fang Shanshui went to check on the other men in black.

There were not many men in black left, and all the others disappeared in the wind and dust.Fang Shanshui found that the bodies of these people seemed to be supported entirely by their souls, and when the souls dispersed, they lost even their physical bodies.In the end, only some packages of clothes remained, Fang Shanshui thought, just make a tomb for them.

Fang Shanshui took the weapon he picked up on the ground and started digging a hole on the spot.

There is a big hole for young people, and a small hole for men in black.

It's not that Fang Shanshui treats them differently, he just thinks that the people in black know each other anyway, so it doesn't matter if there are only clothes left.

When picking up clothes, Fang Shanshui bumped into a package, and there was a "ding" in his ear, and then the elusive voice came again.

[Ding, harvest a middle-level space folding backpack, is it bound? 】

"What is binding? What is a space folding backpack?"

[The space folding backpack is the basic storage unit of the Liaoyu dungeon. It is a must-have item for home, travel, PK, and fighting monsters. It can be purchased from the mall, obtained from mission rewards, and obtained from killing and looting.Binding, can prevent its accidental disappearance, and theft. 】

Unexpectedly, he would get an answer. Fang Shanshui asked curiously, "Who are you? Why are you talking in my ear?"

【Dear~ Please call me Mr. System, I am your life assistant here, a must-have for home travel, murder and arson. Mr. System will always follow you and guide you how to facilitate your life.High-energy high-end omniscience and omnipotence, please find out the specific use by yourself. 】

Fang Shanshui frowned, "Is this a kind of surveillance?"

[Dear~ Absolutely protect the player's privacy, please rest assured.Although you know me—smart, caring, cute and serious, but in fact, I am just a high-fidelity artificial intelligence, which is only responsible for answering your questions, without any thinking ability. 】

Fang Shanshui roughly understood its meaning. Although Fang Shanshui and Master lived a traditional life, he had seen some news advertisements about social technology, but what the system said was much more advanced than their earth's technology.

Fang Shanshui asked about himself and Qingyue Temple again, but they were all perfunctory with "not enough authority, please ask after upgrading".

Fang Shanshui put down his doubts, turned his eyes to the package in his hand and the clothes on the ground, and said to the man who had disappeared from the clothes: "Brother, you can't take your belongings with you, so you might as well borrow them from me. If you don't object within three seconds, I'll take it as your consent... Thank you very much."

"Bind backpack."

[Ding, congratulations on binding an intermediate space backpack with 60 folding spaces.This item cannot be stolen, it can be hidden, and it will drop with a certain chance on death. 】

Fang Shanshui was stunned for a moment, "How to hide?" As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-level 60-slot backpack in his hand disappeared, but he could clearly feel that there was a space in his consciousness, and there were many things in it.Fang Shanshui just wanted to see what it was, and everything appeared in his hands and around him.

Basically some food and books, and some for unknown purposes.Fang Shanshui didn't look carefully, and quickly put away the things.

After Fang Shanshui placed the relics of the man in black as neatly as possible at the bottom of the pit, he moved the young man with his paper talisman on his head to the other side of the pit, and then began to sprinkle soil into the pit.

The soil from the Clothes Tomb was sprinkled first, after all, they took other people's things.

When Fang Shanshui was spreading the soil, he made a big move, and somehow he threw the soul-dangling bell in his pocket, "Ding——bell..."

The Danghun Bell fell to the ground, Fang Shanshui turned around and lowered his head to pick it up.

Turning around, Fang Shanshui happened to see that the young man he had placed in another pit over there stretched his body and slowly stood up amidst the ringing of the bell.