Opening a Shop in the Nightmare World

Perhaps off the street they could find a suitable shelter.

But Cheng Yun and the others didn't do this, because at this moment A Yu and the four college students with little experience in fighting against ghosts were standing against the wall, and behind them was the locked metal rolling door.

So at this moment, Bai Man was standing on the left side of the team, Dr. Jin was standing on the right side of the team, and Cheng Yun was standing right in front of the team, staring at the half-hidden ghost in the dark corridor ahead.

The three hold cold weapon-type ghost weapons that can split newspapers, which can just protect everyone. The three seniors can be regarded as taking care of each other. After all, the wall behind them prevents them from worrying about newspaper attacks from behind. .

But if they leave this place, there will inevitably be a direction that no one can guard against, and no one will know what kind of accident these newspapers will cause.

But... Even if they stood obediently by the wall and the others cut up all the newspapers that rushed over, the situation would still be very bad.Because the strong wind in the entire nightmare world is still increasing, if it is not because Su Zimo is holding a treasure hunting doll that has gained a lot of weight in his arms, maybe he has already been blown away by the wind, and he is coming from all directions The number of newspapers in China is still increasing, and even the condition of newspapers is deteriorating.

In the beginning, it was just ordinary newspapers with vague content, and then there were newspapers showing black and white faces, and now there are a little blood stains on those newspapers!

At this time, when Cheng Yun picked up the sickle in his hand and waved it towards the blood-stained newspapers again, he clearly felt the weight of the things he cut with the sickle became heavier.

At first Cheng Yun thought it was just his own illusion, but when he turned his head to look at Dr. Jin Leijin, he found that Dr. Jin who was holding a scalpel also looked at him in surprise, so he could be sure of these things. Newspapers have indeed seen some worse changes.

"Captain, did you feel that these newspapers gave people a feeling that they couldn't be cut down?" Bai Man on the other side also asked aloud.

Su Zimo, who had been standing in the middle of the team as a protected role, didn't say anything to the three seniors, but just took off the exorcism sachet that Cheng Yun tied around his waist at the beginning, and without disturbing their attack Without the newspaper, he stuffed the sachet directly into Cheng Yunkong's other hand.

Feeling that something was stuffed in his hand, Cheng Yun paused for a while, but continued to attack the oncoming newspaper with his scythe without any effect.

After seeing clearly that the thing in his hand was the familiar exorcism sachet, Cheng Yun didn't have time to think about it, and just stretched out the sachet when another newspaper flew towards him, hoping that this special ghost weapon could compare Ordinary cold weapons are easier to eliminate the threat of these ghost newspapers.

But alas, the sachet didn't slow the papers down even an iota.This may be because the function of the sachet is to drive away the ghosts to a certain extent, and although these newspapers are controlled by the ghosts, they can only be regarded as props controlled by the ghosts, and they are not afraid of the power of the sachet.

Even after Cheng Yun lifted the sachet high, a piece of newspaper took advantage of the situation to wrap around his right hand holding the sachet, and then Cheng Yun felt a strange force tearing apart his roots. In the end, he could only watch helplessly as a black and white newspaper swept away the sachet and flew away.

In the next second, the oncoming newspapers changed strangely again.

Not only did the bloodstains on the black and white newspaper become more obvious, but even the faces printed on the newspaper became more ferocious, and it seemed as if they had become more vivid, protruding from the newspaper, screaming silently and wanting to get out of it. It's like rushing out of a newspaper!

The number of such terrifying newspapers is still increasing, and gradually even Su Zimo seems to be able to really hear the roars of the ghosts on the newspapers. Those terrifying voices are mixed with the whistling of the wind, making people It is also difficult to distinguish between true and false.

"Sorry." Cheng Yun's face began to turn pale, "This time... we may have tried our best."

Cheng Yun and other veterans naturally have other ghost weapons, but the newspapers are coming in menacingly. Whether it is the ghost weapons that guide their way, or those ghost weapons that can prevent ghosts from approaching to a certain extent, it is too late to use them at this time. May be of no use.

The college student who said the wrong thing was already crying. No one thought that just a rare and clever word would put everyone in such an unspeakable predicament.

At this time, the four young trainees did not blame Cheng Yun and the others for their lack of protection. For the veterans, even the members of the Suguang Organization did not have the obligation to protect every trainee, and for Cheng Yun and the others, Along the way in this world of experiences, they've really done a lot of things to help people.

In terms of fighting... Everyone can see that Cheng Yun and the others have tried their best.

If it was them, they might not even be able to hold on to the first round of newspaper offensives.

They really try their best.

The college student who was protected behind suddenly felt a tingling pain in his left arm. He looked down and found that the clear blood engraved task text on his arm had begun to become blurred, as if the attack they encountered now had escaped. Normal quest route.

If at this time even their most hated tasks are abandoned...

What hope do they have of surviving?

"I, did I read it wrong..." The tone of those college students became a little flustered, "Look, is the word mission on the left arm still there?"

The college student's question inevitably stunned Cheng Yun, who tried his best to stop the newspaper, and then a piece of newspaper broke through the blockade and stuck to his neck.

"Ahhh!" The face on the black and white newspaper seemed to bite Cheng Yun's neck, and when Cheng Yun threw it away, there was obviously a severe burn wound on his neck!

It was a burn on the neck, one can imagine how painful it was, but Cheng Yun gritted his teeth and continued to fight against the newspaper.

"The words of the task seem to be disappearing." After a few college students confirmed it, they still couldn't believe it and looked at Su Zimo who was holding the treasure hunting doll, "You..."

"Don't read it, I don't have the task text in my hand." Su Zimo's eyes looked at the wound that Cheng Yun, a good old man, started to bleed after being burned.

"Did it really disappear?"

"No, I didn't have any task text on my arm from the beginning." Su Zimo threw the treasure hunting doll in his arms aside, making the expression on Chong Chong's doll's face a bit aggrieved.

"Ghost umbrella."

Su Zimo yelled, not loudly, but the practitioners around could hear him clearly.

It's just that before Cheng Yun could react, or when Cheng Yun was still relying on his body's memory to chop those newspapers mechanically, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone in a floating posture.

At the same time, the huge black umbrella opened, and after the ghost umbrella that appeared found that the umbrella could not completely defend against the attack of the newspaper, the corners of its mouth curled up, as if it wanted to show its handsomeness in front of its boss. , threw the black umbrella in his hand with a very chic movement.

When the black umbrella is not affected by the strong wind at all and floats steadily in the air, the inner part of the umbrella is aimed at the black and white blood-stained newspapers flying wantonly, and then a black hole with strong suction suddenly forms inside the black umbrella. It caused all the flying newspapers to instantly turn around, speeding up and rushing towards the newspapers in mid-air as if they couldn't wait!

The other practitioners were ruthlessly ignored.

When those newspapers rushed into the air, Cheng Yun first subconsciously shouted "no", as if he felt that the power of those newspapers was enough to destroy this mysterious black umbrella.

But to everyone's surprise, the black umbrella was not attacked at all!

When those newspapers flew towards the black umbrella, they were directly sucked into it by the black umbrella!That's right, it was sucked in!

Obviously the umbrella looked big, but the umbrella surface was very thin, but the newspapers disappeared immediately after being sucked into the black umbrella, as if there really was a black hole in the black umbrella.

All the trainees raised their heads and saw that the newspapers flying from nowhere in the surrounding sky were all sucked away by the black umbrella floating there, such a picture...

Although somewhat inappropriate, it is truly spectacular and even inexplicably beautiful.

[Ah ah ah ah ah! ] A hoarse voice came from the opposite corridor.

Su Zimo and the others saw the half-hidden Li Gui standing on the top of the corridor unexpectedly appear from the corridor, standing on the street opposite them, staring at them angrily with bruises all over their faces.

With the roar of Li Gui Uncle Hong, those black and white blood-stained newspapers were all set on fire!

The howling sound, which was still faint at first, became louder and more obvious in an instant. Uncle Hong seemed to hope to use this power to make that damn ghost umbrella stop obstructing his plan.

To be honest, Su Zimo has no ill feeling towards Uncle Hong, even to Su Zimo, this can be regarded as a very good uncle.But even if this uncle is very good, he can't just leave the lives of these insignificant people here, right?

For this, Su Zimo can only say sorry, even if... After people leave, ashes return to ashes, and ashes return to ashes.

"Ghost umbrella." Su Zimo called again.

He didn't use too much voice, because he knew that no matter how small the voice was, the ghost umbrella could hear it.

The reason why he was able to walk in the nightmare world for so long made Su Zimo feel at ease, besides the door behind him, and the ghost umbrella standing behind him all the time.

It was a special feeling.

Maybe this is...the trust in treating...the best employees!

Su Zimo nodded silently.

The Ghost Umbrella floating there really heard Su Zimo's "call" and turned his head slightly to show a wicked smile, thinking he was very handsome.

Su Zimo replied with a sincere and warm smile: Keep working hard!

After receiving the response, the morale of the ghost umbrella rose sharply. With a stretch of his right hand, he took back the black umbrella, and after taking away all the newspapers that were still burning, he directly closed the umbrella and swung at Old Man Hong standing there with a sword. .

"That umbrella!"

When the ghost umbrella passed Dr. Jin's eyes with the handle in hand, Dr. Jin noticed the silver umbrella handle with intricate carvings.

She seems to have seen it somewhere.